A Break In The Band (Owl City/Adam Young) COMPLETED

Beggers Can't Be Choosers

"Good morning, Lex," Adam greeted me as I trudged groggily out of the his bedroom in his clothes, with his delicious smell on me.

"Morning," I rubbed my eyes, "Food?"

Adam laughed and pointed in the kitchen, "Pancakes,"

"Aw, my fav," I giggled, I'd started abbreviating words, I don't know why.

"Yeah," Adam replied, more intently focusing on his laptop.

Was he mad at me?

I intended on finding out, though.

"Wanna go grab some dinner?" Adam asked.

I was surprised he talked, he barely said words to me all day.

"Sure," I pulled a comb through my hair, and picked up my purse.

We arrived at Olive Garden, kind've fancy for Adam, but I wasn't complaining, I'm Italian.

We ate, and made small talk, but everything seemed really off.

"Okay, let's go," Adam took out his keys and I glanced down at he pants.

They were tight. Tighter than usual.

I was craving his attention, and I knew there would be only one way to get it. But, didn't I just say I needed to wait last night?

Well, if I want Adam, in every way, then sooner or later..

Alex, stop thinking like that, Adam loves you, I thought to my self.

But, even so, while we were walking to the car, I traced a line down

Adam's back with my finger.

The corners of his mouth slightly tugged up.

"I want you," I whispered into his ear, earning a glance from Adam, while he raised his eyebrows, and licked his lips.

He unlocked the car, opened my door, and went to his side.

"Such a gentleman," I purred.

I placed my hand gently on his thigh, and kept dragging it closer and closer to his crotch.

Adam let out a sigh, and muttered "Fu-,"

His words were interrupted by my lips crashing against his, and my arms wrapping around his neck.

Adam pulled me in closer, kissing me the whole way. I kicked off my converse and tried to fit on top of him in the small space between him and the steering wheel.

"Wait-, home-, 2 seconds-," Adam desperately tried to say as I continued kissing him.

"Ugh, fine," I pouted, not wanting to wait.

Adam sped down the short street, and turned a corner into the little part of forest that hid his home.

He had to be going at least 70, but I didn't complain, I wanted him. Bad.

After what seemed like decades we arrived at his adorable house, and he skidded into the driveway, unlocking my door before we stopped.

Adam opened his door, and practically sprinted for mine, even though I was already out, meeting him.

His strong arms lifted me bridal style, and he ran to the house.

"Friggen' keys, where the hell are my keys?!" Adam frantically searched, and I put my hand in his back pocket, pulling them out.

He put the key in, and kicked the door open.

He set me down and I sprinted up the stairs, with Adam on my heels.

I jumped on the bed, about to start whipping off my shirt, when Adam's hands stopped me.

"Are you sure?" He looked at me, concerned.

I nodded.

"Then let me do that," He started to unbutton slowly, teasing me.

"Rip it off, I hate this shirt anyways," I growled.

Adam took both sides of the shirt, and pulled, revealing a laced red bra, and an also red faced me.

"Don't be ashamed, love, you're beautiful," Adam took me in.

"Then let's see what you've got under that shirt," I grabbed at his grey tee, and yanked.

He crossed his arms, and started to lift the shirt off his body, showing a glorious body, just waiting for me.

Adam gave me a sheepish smile, telling me this was his first time, too.

"Pants," I commanded.

He stripped off the black skinny jeans, and then tore off mine.

"Gorgeous," He breathed.

Then, he kissed me, soft at first then harder.

We kissed for a while, then things got more crazy.

I raked my hands through his hair, and whispered, "I love you more than words can say,"

"I love you more than anything, anyone, and no word or action can express that enough," Adam kissed my forehead, and closed his eyes.