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zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] › Celeb › Canadian Idol
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
840
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Canadian Idol, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Intoxicated
Disclaimer: The Canadian Idol series and its competitors are the property of 19e and CTV. This is a work of fanfiction. No money is being made from this story and no infringement is intended.
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A light feathery touch here. A leg squeeze there. Arms draped over someone else's shoulders. Random group hugs. Blush dabbed on before being pushed out in front of the crowd. The spotlights in his eyes, making them sparkle. Surreal fantasies coming true.
Kalan barely tolerated all of this, until the camera was off. And then he would walk as quickly as he could to his change room and lock the door or hide out in his bedroom at the mansion. Cameras back on? He'd stand on the sidelines and smile shyly, hoping that everyone would leave him alone.
But Jacob didn't want to leave him alone. The sparkle in his partly closed eyes. The redness of his cheeks. The quick, nervous smile. The nibbling of his bottom lip. Everything about Kalan was intoxicating, and Jacob was drunk with the thought of him.
Kalan saw the way Jacob watched him, saw the way he would always end up in the same room as Kalan, showing off and trying to get Kalan involved. Kalan would always make an excuse and quickly walk off, only stopping when he was safely enclosed in the privacy of his own room.
But not this day.
No, this day Kalan found himself pinned to the wall of his sanctuary as Jacob ravished his mouth with hungry, needy kisses. He found himself responding to the energy emanating from Jacob. Found himself moaning into Jacob’s mouth. Found himself running his hands down the back of Jacob’s jeans.
Jacob pulled away, mildly surprised. Kalan looked up from under the mass of curls covering his head and responded with his trademark smile and a blush that swept across his face. Jacob kissed the top of his head and turned to leave. He didn’t want to come on to Kalan too strongly.
But Kalan grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. He didn’t want Jacob to leave. Didn’t want to stop looking into his mischievous eyes. Didn’t want to be without the pure energy that was Jacob. Didn’t want to stop kissing his soft lips that never stopped moving. He had to keep Jacob around.
Everything about Jacob was intoxicating and Kalan was drunk with the thought of him.
~fin~
A light feathery touch here. A leg squeeze there. Arms draped over someone else's shoulders. Random group hugs. Blush dabbed on before being pushed out in front of the crowd. The spotlights in his eyes, making them sparkle. Surreal fantasies coming true.
Kalan barely tolerated all of this, until the camera was off. And then he would walk as quickly as he could to his change room and lock the door or hide out in his bedroom at the mansion. Cameras back on? He'd stand on the sidelines and smile shyly, hoping that everyone would leave him alone.
But Jacob didn't want to leave him alone. The sparkle in his partly closed eyes. The redness of his cheeks. The quick, nervous smile. The nibbling of his bottom lip. Everything about Kalan was intoxicating, and Jacob was drunk with the thought of him.
Kalan saw the way Jacob watched him, saw the way he would always end up in the same room as Kalan, showing off and trying to get Kalan involved. Kalan would always make an excuse and quickly walk off, only stopping when he was safely enclosed in the privacy of his own room.
But not this day.
No, this day Kalan found himself pinned to the wall of his sanctuary as Jacob ravished his mouth with hungry, needy kisses. He found himself responding to the energy emanating from Jacob. Found himself moaning into Jacob’s mouth. Found himself running his hands down the back of Jacob’s jeans.
Jacob pulled away, mildly surprised. Kalan looked up from under the mass of curls covering his head and responded with his trademark smile and a blush that swept across his face. Jacob kissed the top of his head and turned to leave. He didn’t want to come on to Kalan too strongly.
But Kalan grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. He didn’t want Jacob to leave. Didn’t want to stop looking into his mischievous eyes. Didn’t want to be without the pure energy that was Jacob. Didn’t want to stop kissing his soft lips that never stopped moving. He had to keep Jacob around.
Everything about Jacob was intoxicating and Kalan was drunk with the thought of him.