Chris' hand trembled as his hand turned the knob. He opened the door, suddenly his arms filled with a blond Kitten... Adam was home!
No one could take in what they were seeing. Was Adam really there? Kissing Chris like a sex starved porn star? No one cared. No one noticed the three detectives standing on the porch. Adam planted his lips on Chris' and wrapped his legs around his Lion's waist. Chris wrapped his arms around his Kitten and vowed to never let go again.
The three detectives made their was into the house. "We got Hart, Barrett and their syndicate members. We have advised Adam to not say anything about the incident until tomorrow... well later today. We felt he would rest better here, than at the station. So please, refrain from questions. Hunter, I assume you will be his lawyer?" Mark stated to the stunned group of me. Adam still clung to Chris and Chris held him tight.
"Absolutely. I don't know what you did but thank you. When do you want us downtown?" Hunter asked the lead detective.
"If you don't mind, we'll come back here. I think we could do that don't you Mark? Adam has been away long enough," Glen said softly. He'd heard Adam let out a small whimper about going down to the station.
"Of course. Would you like that better Adam? If we came back here?" Mark asked the former captive.
"Yes, please," Adam whimpered into Chris' neck. He was now standing on his two feet, but was still wrapped in his Lion's strong arms. He wasn't planning on moving.
"We'll give you some time to rest. We'll come back around three, if that's agreeable?" Dave suggested as he looked at his watch.
The parties involved agreed and the three detectives left. Finally the others got to hug the returning captive. The two brothers hugged for a long time. They relished being back together. Heath joined his husband and brother-in-law. Quiet whispers of love were exchanged between the family. After a few minutes, Dean and Seth had their hug with Adam, then they slipped away, leaving the others to reunite. Shawn and Adam cried together and made promises to talk more later and Hunter assured his client he would return for the police debriefing later. Everyone hugged one last time and finally Adam and Chris were alone.
Chris scooped Adam up, bridal style and started walking to the bed room. "Wait my Lion. I have to tell you something first. I love you, Chris. I know we only just got together... before... anyway. I love you, so very much," the blond confessed. His tone filled with honest, raw emotion. Tears welled his green eyes.
Chris smiled, his blue eyes were just as full. "I love you, Adam. I can't wait to build a life with you," he kissed Adam softly as if to seal the deal. He then continued.
"Is your ankle broken? And your beautiful face. My poor kitten, I'll kill that fucking bastard," Chris said with a low growl as he proceeded to carry his lover to bed.
"No, just a hair-line fracture. We'll talk later, I want to sleep. Hold me Lion, please, just hold me," Adam said with a whimper.
Chris helped Adam into a pair of sleeping pants and t-shirt. "I'll never let you go again," Jericho said with a soft kiss to Adam's temple.
The Kitten was asleep instantly, safe and sound in his Lion's arms. Chris sighed deeply as he felt Adam's body against his. He prayed when he woke up this would not have been a dream. The rock star dozed, the scent of his kitten calming him.
At three pm, Adam was propped up in bed, his ankle rested on soft pillows. Chris had insisted that Adam stay where he felt safe and secure. The Lion had fed him a good lunch from last nights leftovers. Adam preened under the attention, but he was anxious to just be done with all the police business and get back to normal.
Shawn had come with Hunter, he wanted to be there for when Adam needed him. The coppery blond was in the kitchen, preparing a rich beef stew for Chris and Adam's supper later that evening. He was also making a rustic, homemade bread to go with it.
The three detectives were sitting in kitchen chairs around the bed. Hunter sat next to the bed and at Adam's insistence Chris was in the bed, Adam wrapped in his arms.
Glen set up a tape recorder and a video camera was running. Also in the room, a portable cork board on an easel had been set up. It was covered with pictures and maps. Finally they were ready to begin.
Adam's head rested on Chris' shoulder, "Do we have to do this? I just want to forget everything and get back to my life," the blond's voice was very child like.
"You want Hart to get away with what he did? Or Barrett? We need your statement, son. Without it, Hart and Barrett will just walk out of the jail. Who's to say Hart won't try again. Maybe the next time he'll take you out of the country or worse, kill you. I'm sorry to be so blunt, but I'm only speaking the truth," Mark spoke gently but firmly, it all rested on Adam's testimony.
Adam nuzzled into Chris' neck, "Alright. As long as Chris can stay. I don't want those bastards free, ever again," the Kitten said with resignation.
"Chris can stay and Shawn is here too. Just answer the questions and tell everything you remember. Nobody is going to judge you, you are the victim and I'll make damn sure the court knows it," Hunter said to his client. He had a legal pad on a clip board and a pen in hand. The lawyer had his own tape recorder going.
Hunter had learned that Paul E. Heyman was the defense lawyer. He'd already lost once against the man. Both his husband and Shawn's had been killed by Brock Lesnar. Heyman had gotten him off scot-free, Shawn's lawyer had lost as well. Hunter was not going to lose again. So he wanted to make sure all his bases were covered. He was not representing Adam alone, he was also acting as prosecutor for the State. He'd pulled a lot of favors to get the job.
"Lets get started then. First, Adam tell us what happened when Bret "Smith" first came to see you," Mark asked the injured man.
Adam retold the story. He was careful not to leave anything out. He said his notes confirming the conversation were in his brief case. It was being held as evidence at the police station, after being recovered from Hart's basement.
"That's fine. Now, tell us what happened on Monday," Mark continued his questions.
Adam squirmed a bit. He really didn't want to relive the events, especially some of Hart's actions. He prayed Chris would understand he was not willing in any of it.
Over the course of the afternoon Adam told his story. He was happy to learn the photo he sent had led to them finding him. When Adam told about his ankle, Chris held him close, and stroked his hair softly. It helped Adam to tell his story, knowing his Lion was there for him. Chris growled and his eyes blazed with anger when Adam told about the bruising slap. Glen revealed they had captured the incident on video. Chris gently kissed the damaged flesh of the slapped cheek.
When Adam got to last night and what Bret had said about keeping him, putting him in his bed and the kisses, Chris started grinding his teeth. He pulled Adam in protectively, almost cutting the Kittens breath off.
Finally Adam was up to the point when the Coast Guard had fired off their flair gun. "I was nearly blinded by the flashes. Bret had come into the room. He yelled at me for being up on my bad ankle. He picked me up and carried me down stairs to the main part of the house," Adam paused. He needed a drink of water.
Chris handed Adam a bottle of water. While he sipped, the lawyer and detective took the chance to change tapes on their recording devices. For this type of questioning, they took both digital recordings and old-fashioned tape recordings. Sometimes digital could crash, while tape was still reliable.
Adam continued," He put me down in the basement again. There was a bunch of noise and a few gun shots. Then I heard Detective Calaway calling my name. The basement door broke open... and here I am," Adam finished his story. What he wanted to know was how three detectives managed to rescue him.
"I want Hart hung by his balls to the wall with bacteria infected, rusty nails! How dare he even touch Adam! I. Want. Hart. Dead!" Chris was so angry that he shook with rage as he spoke. He clutched Adam to him.
Even Mark flinched as Chris' words formed a visual image in his head. "Don't worry Chris. Heyman isn't going to win this one, nor will Cole," the detective stated.
"Cole? Michael Cole? When did he enter the picture? I'll eat that little pick alive," Hunter said with a growl.
"Just before we came over here. Hart opted for his own lawyer. I never could understand why Heyman would represent both Barrett and Hart. They are deadly enemies after all. Hell, we had to put them in separate jails." Mark explained to the lawyer and the Kitten.
"Fuck, Mark. You could have told me before we started! Now I have to build a new case to fight two ass holes! Thanks a lot," Hunter was upset. He wasn't sure who he hated more, Heyman or Cole.
"Easy Hunt. We're gonna win. Lawler is the judge. You know he won't be bought or fooled by Heyman or Cole," Mark said firmly.
"I had to watch Heyman... that fucker got away with... and in Shawn's case too"" Hunter was on the verge of tears, caused by anger and memories.
Mark moved over to the lawyer, he put a hand on Hunter's shoulder, "He won't win this time. That's why we're being so careful with everything. We even kept the leak plugged," Mark said gently.
"You know who it is?" Hunter asked in a surprised tone. He knew the leak was the one that got Lesnar off in Kevin's case, and probably Scott's as well.
"Fairly sure, but not one hundred percent. But if it is who we suspect, we'll charge him as well," Mark again spoke firmly.
"Hey! I want to know what happened! How did you three manage to get Bret and Wade?!" Adam didn't care about leaks, he cared about what happened yesterday.
"Easy Kitty. Calm down, please baby," Chris said softly as he stroked Adam's brow. He didn't want his lover anymore upset than necessary. Adam curled against his Lion.
Shawn came into the room, he saw all the upset. Especially in his soon to be husband's eyes. He went to Hunter and kissed him softly. He then turned to the others.
"The stew is ready. Why don't we take a break, I made enough for everyone," the preacher said with a kind, warm inviting tone.
Everyone thought that sounded perfect. The detectives carried their chairs back to the kitchen. Adam wanted a change of rooms, so Chris carried him to the kitchen as well. The blond loved being in his Lion's strong arms.
Shawn dished up seven big bowls of the rich beef stew. He wanted Adam to have plenty of nutrition, he could tell Adam hadn't eaten right for a while. The preacher had also made two loaves of hearty bread with lots of butter. Lastly he had made Adam's favorite dessert, blueberry crumble with French vanilla ice cream.
The three detectives, nervous at first, soon relaxed and added to the general conversation. Nothing about the case was brought up. Instead they talked about football and Glen was curious about Chris' band, he was a huge Fozzy fan.
"I loved your last CD. Sandpaper is a great song. You guys have a lot of talent. Do you like touring?" Glen asked the rock star, much to Mark's surprise.
"Thanks Glen. That's our first song that made the mainstream charts. Yes and no to the touring. It's great once we start playing. Europe is fun though, a lot more scenic. I love touring here, but when you tour the Western US, one mile of desert is like the other. I'd rather tour the East Coast, or places like Colorado," Chris said honestly. He smiled as he watched Adam eating heartily.
"Makes sense. I love Texas, it's my home state, but parts of it are fairly desolate. Adam, we invited Heath, Jay, Dean and Seth to come out to Vegas for the wedding," Shawn said happily. He and Hunter could go ahead now and marry as planned.
"Goodness, I didn't think you were that close to Dean and Seth. I'm glad though, Heath and Seth will love Vegas," Adam said in a surprised tone.
"Well, the seven of us got close over the last few days. Shawn and I decided we wanted all our family there," Hunter explained quietly.
Adam put down his spoon and lowered his head, "You were all that worried about me? I'm sorry," he almost sounded ashamed of what he had put his friends through.
"Of course we were baby. I tell you, I wouldn't have made it without those guys. They all kept me together and sane. We all love you, baby Kitty," Chris said with a passion filled voice. He leaned over and kissed Adam with said passion, in front of everybody. When the kiss ended, Adam was blushing furiously.
"Thank you, just thank... Ma! I just thought of ma! She'll be worried sick!" Adam started to get up to call his beloved mother.
Chris stopped the decorator. He explained to Adam that Jay had taken care of their mother and she was happily visiting her brothers.
"That was a great idea. With the trial coming, she'll have to know, but at least now I'm back. I am so glad Jay did that, she had wanted to go visit," Adam spoke in a relieved tone.
"That's what Jay said too. Well, you're back safe and sound. That's what matters," Chris said softly.
The meal continued and ended with coffee and the delicious dessert. Shawn insisted on cleaning up while the police work continued. Adam was again propped up in bed, his head on Chris' shoulder.
Mark picked up where they left off. Now Adam would find out what happened last night. He passed Adam a picture that had been on the cork board.
"This was the key to the thing. I'm sorry to say, had you not sent this, we'd probably still be looking for you," Mark said gruffly and honestly.
"Roman... came in a dream and reminded me. He taught me to observe my surroundings. Always look for a landmark, something easy to remember. He also said to count the turns you make. I was sleeping and I heard Roman say 'palm the cellphone'. I wasn't sure I got a good enough picture. I hope it won't matter, but I erased it off the phone, in case Bret looked at it," Adam explained about the history of the picture. He hope he didn't sound crazy, but he had Roman's voice as plain as day.
"Roman did a good job in training you. Glen can do anything with a computer. We took a trip to the lighthouse..." Dave Batista continued to explain how they located Hart's house in great detail. "... so we then set up to use a fishing boat disguise..." Dave went on to finish his part of the story.
"Bret gave me a pair of binoculars, to watch the sea eagles. I saw you on the boat. It was hard to act normally. So you saw..." Adam paused as he pointed to his bruised cheek.
"Yes, as we said, we caught it on video. That alone will get Hart for Assault and Battery. We want to photograph the bruise before we leave. Now, you said your ankle was an accident, are you sure? You can tell the truth," Glen said softly to the former captive.
"Yes, we were running. There must have been a hole in the yard. It was an honest accident, Bret had nothing to do with it, I promise." Adam replied in a sincere tone. Glen smiled and nodded.
"Good. I'll want a copy of that photo, of course. Also statements from the CG Commander. The CG acted with the Department correct?" Hunter asked as he took notes, he wanted everything iron clad and perfect.
"We'll have copies of everything sent to you, and of course the defense. I know, but it's required by law," Glen assured the lawyer. He hated having to share their hard work with Heyman and Cole.
"I know. Prosecution does all the work and we just have to hand it over to the defense lawyers. Then again, they have to give their information to us, but somehow their files are always disorganized and something is usually missing," Hunter replied with a sigh.
"Please, just tell me what happened! So those flashes were from a Coast Guard boat?" Adam asked. He was dying to find out what happened that night while he was in the basement.
Dave laughed and began telling the anxious blond what happened when he was rescued.
"... we were heading toward the campfire when we got a call from Drew McIntyre, the police photographer. They intercepted Bret's men about three miles from the turn off. It happened by sheer chance. Drew was with a Police Sargent. The officer recognized the driver of the van, Booker T. He had several warrants. There were seven men in the van, the police started checking. All of them had warrants and the van was packed with weapons. So, that was Hart's gang out of the picture..." Dave explained in a little more detail how the arrests of Hart's men went down.
Glen picked up the story, "Hart had no way of knowing his help had been waylaid. There were seven well armed men around the fire. We were waiting for backup from the Coast Guard Military Police. When they arrived the Captain signaled the boat and the Commander fired off the flares. It was enough distraction for the Captain and his MP's to move in and take Barrett's men down. That left just us to get you. One of Hart's men sang like a bird under the stress..." Glen paused, he took a sip of coffee.
Hunter was furiously making notes as the story unfolded. Shawn had finished in the kitchen and was sitting on the floor between his fiance's feet. He was helping to organize the file. Mark handed him pictures and reports as they were discussed.
Adam was listening raptly to the detectives. He was amazed at how things just fell into place so easily. Like how lucky it was that Hart's men happened to get pulled over. He then realized nothing, just happened, his guardian angel, Roman had done his job. He nuzzled deeply against Chris, feeling so safe and loved.
Mark took over the telling the last part of the events, "We managed to stay undercover, avoided the arrests at the campfire. We found out Barrett and two others were headed to Hart's house. We knew from our observations that Hart had two men at the house. We hoped it was just the three of them in the house besides you," Mark paused to hand more pictures and papers over to Shawn to put in the growing file. He was grateful to the preacher for helping, none of them were very neat when it came to their files. Beth was always exasperated with them.
"We moved down towards the house. We assumed Barrett and his men were using the dunes for cover..." Mark was interrupted by Adam.
"That must have been the ruckus I heard. I heard Titus shouting something about Barrett and dunes," the blond tried to recall the things that had happened.
"Exactly, they came over the top of one of the dunes and rushed from three sides. Hart, O'Neil and Young had come out of the house, guns blazing. It's a wonder nobody got killed. Both Barrett and Hart were winged in the shoulder. Young took a hit to the thigh. The three of us had split up, I went left, Glen right and Dave worked around to take them from behind. We announced who we were, told them they were surrounded and they all dropped their weapons. I don't think they would have given up had they known there were only three of us," Mark paused to sip his coffee and hand Shawn more papers.
Glen went on, "Also, Hart was more worried about getting help for Young. Just as Cesaro realized there were only three of us, the Captain arrived with the MP's and McIntyre and his squad arrived. Thankfully they had already called an ambulance. Hart told us where you were and that was it," the bald detective finished his account of the events.
Hunter made a gruff, grunting noise, "It almost... how do I put it? It almost seemed too easy. I would have thought as much as Hart and Barrett hate each other, they would have killed each other. It was too easy, too damn easy," Hunter was truly perplexed.
Shawn spoke up, "Maybe it was so easy because prayer was answered," he spoke simply and quietly.
"Roman helped," Adam added with a quiet whisper.
The two simple statements brought the room to silence. Each man reflected on their thoughts. Finally Mark broke the silence.
"I think you could be right, both of you. I don't understand a lot about that sort of thing. Maybe I should. All I know is the three of us managed to capture Barrett and Hart and with help, their gangs. Someone helped..." Mark said thoughtfully.
Adam had a sudden thought, "Hunter, I'll have to testify in court won't I? Will I have to tell everything that Wade did to me before? The... rape... the drugs... my... reputation..." his voice was nervous and sad. Chris pulled him in closer. If he could he'd pull Adam into his skin and protect him from the world. The Kitten clung to his Lion.
Hunter sighed, "You will Adam. You'll have to tell all that happened. It's imperative. I'll promise you one thing, I'll do everything I can to put a gag on the media. Lawler will most likely agree. He hates it when people like Hart and Barrett get media attention. He says it makes them martyrs to gangs still on the street. He says they don't need criminal hero's to worship," the lawyer explained to his client.
"Okay... you won't... think... I'm a... whore... or crack head... will... you?" Adam asked in a worried tone. Chris knew part of what had happened, but court could make it sound so much worse.
"You know I won't Kitty. You were forced, that wasn't your fault. He'll finally be punished for what he did to you. You want that don't you? Also, Even if it doesn't get out, your reputation will be fine. Your work is too good and the clients that know you, love you. I love you," Chris said confidently. He kissed Adam's cheek softly.
"He's right Adam. You want Barrett punished don't you?" Mark asked the worried decorator. A lot of the trial would depend on Adam. They needed him. His testimony would make sure of long prison terms for Hart and Barrett and would remove a lot of crime from the streets of Tampa.
"Yeah, I do. Are we about done, I'm exhausted," Adam said with a yawn He blinked sleepily. He just wanted to shut it all out of his brain.
"There's more but it can wait. The trial is set to start in six to eight weeks. Right after your wedding Hunter. Some honeymoon," Glen said as he looked at the calendar.
"Worth it. I want to see those criminals behind bars," Shawn added as he finished up with the file folder. He handed it neatly to Mark.
"Thanks Shawn, Beth will love you for that. Adam we'll be in touch through Hunter. Just rest and I'm glad you're back where you are safe," Mark said as he stood up. Glen and Dave packed up the stuff from the investigation. Mark started to help them.
Thirty minutes later, Chris and Adam were finally alone. Adam sighed deeply, "Finally. I'm scared Chris. I... the trial... you know... Wade's lawyer will chew me up... I'll be called a drugged up whore. You'll wind up being disgusted with me. I just found you, I don't want to lose you. I love you," Adam said with a sniff, he was so upset.
Chris gently lifted Adam's chin with his fingers. To the blond it felt so different from when Bret would touch him like that. He could feel the love. The rock star looked into the decorator's eyes. The love radiated between them. It was new, fresh and growing daily.
"I will never be disgusted with you. I'm disgusted with what they both forced you to do. I love you and it's growing. I was miserable while you were gone, just miserable," Chris said honestly with a loving tone.
"Thank you for that. All I could think of was getting back to you. I know Roman was helping. I love you, Christopher, and I want to build a life with you," Adam replied as his green eyes bore into Chris' blues.
"I know what you mean about Roman...," Chris went on to tell Adam what happened at the park, when he felt Roman's spirit. Adam smiled, he knew that Roman was blessing his and Chris' blooming love.
Chris leaned in and kissed Adam deeply, "I love you, Adam." Before long they were both naked. Only the soft cast remained on the Kitten's leg. Adam was firmly under his Lion and he loved the feeling, he finally felt totally safe and secure.
Adam's arms went around Chris' strong shoulders. His fingers toyed with the hairs at the nape of Chris' neck, his green eyes were dark with lust, "Make love to me, my Lion. Make me yours," his voice was airy and seductive. Adam's dark emerald eyes were half closed in wantonness. He looked beautiful, his blond hair spread over the pillows like gold silk.
"What my Kitten wants, my Kitten shall have. I'll give you anything your heart desires..." Chris then started to sing softly. "The image stood in the lighthouse door, he was mine forever more. His green eyes shone like harbor lights, and reflected our love, late, late at night. When morning dawned my love was gone, had he been real or just a dream? Maybe nothing is like it ever seemed..." Chris went on to finish the song.
Adam was in tears, "that was beautiful... about me? I love you so much, Chrissy," the kitten was truly touched. He thought it was the most beautiful ever song he'd ever heard.
"For you. Now I have you back, I can really finish it. You are my muse of inspiration," Chris said softly as he moved to kiss Adam.
Their tongues tangled together in a seductive dance. Fingers trailed over hot skin, legs rubbed against each other as the bodies of the Lion and the Kitten melted together in a pool of love. It was two bodies and one joint soul.
The Lion planted soft butterfly kisses from the top of Adam's head, all the way down to his toes. The Kitten's wanton moans filled the air as Chris' mouth worshiped his body. He paid special attention to sensitive areas, like knees, hips and nipples. Adam writhed his long body. He undulated under his lovers fingers.
In return, Adam's hands touched every inch of Chris that he could reach. He felt the strong muscles as they rippled under his fingers. The Lion growled low in his throat as he sucked on the Kitten's neck. Their hard cocks rubbed together as their foreplay continued. The moans and growls grew more and more needy, the kisses grew more and more greedy. Hands wandered faster and Adam's legs spread wider, his ankle was forgotten as he wrapped his limbs around Chris' waist.
"Please Lion, need you in me, please," Adam's voice husked, the breath hot against Chris' neck.
"You're not prepped Kitty. I won't hurt you," Chris said as he reached for the tube of lube in the drawer of the bedside table.
Adam's hand stopped him, "No. I need to feel you, need the burn, need to know I am really here with you," Adam whimpered his feelings. He wanted to know this wasn't a dream, that he was really home. Really in Chris' arms.
Chris frowned, "I don't want to hurt..." he was silenced by Adam's fingers on his lips. The green eyes looked deeply into the blues with earnest.
"I need it my Lion, I can take it. I want, no need to know you're real. That I am really home, just his once, please!" Adam spoke with emotions.
Jericho understood, "Just, let me go slow," the rock star said with a kiss to his Kitten's nose.
Chris gently hooked Adam's left leg over his shoulder, the pink pucker of the Kitten was exposed and inviting. The rock star smeared his cock with his pre-cum then pressed his cock-head against the tight ring of muscle. He slowly thrust his hips as he pushed his swollen shaft into the tight, silky heat. Adam tossed his head back and bit his lip, his fingers turned white as they gripped at the sheets. His Lion was bigger than he remembered and the burning pain was intense, but Adam loved it.
As he thrust his hips and drove his cock further and further into his Kitten. The Lion kissed and cooed softly his lover's ear. Chris reached between them and took Adam's cock in his hand and began to stroke it firmly, he wanted to control the entire situation, just letting his Kitten soar.
"So wet Kitten, feel good? What you wanted?" Chris husked out as he finally pushed in the rest of the way. He was seated balls deep in his lover, he wouldn't move until Adam was ready.
"Yes! Oh fuck yes! Burns, hurts so good! Move Lion, for fucks sake, just take me! Claim me! Own me!" Adam begged with a wanton cry of lust. Adam emphasized his words with a thrust of his hips.
Chris got the message loud and clear. If his Kitten wanted a fucking, the he'd give him the fuck of his life. They could make sweet love later. Right now he knew Adam just needed to feel him. With a mighty roar, Chris nearly pulled out, then thrust his hips forward hard and fast. When he hit Adam's bundle of nerves it was so hard, the Kitten's eyes exploded in a flash of white, hot stars.
"AHHH! FUCK! YES! YES!" Adam screamed out. It felt wonderful. His hands gripped Chris' shoulders like vise grips, his fingertips left small bruises.
The Lion fucked his Kitten hard. Driving his hips with grunting thrusts, he pulled and tugged on Adam's cock with equal ferocity. It was give and take, raw and brutal, but at the same time done with love and affection. Adam felt so good, so alive, so wanted, so loved. He took every thrust, tug and pull Chris gave him. He gave the Lion loving nips and kisses as he kept his firm grip on the rock stars shoulders. Both men were grunting and growling like wild animals. Their sweat slicked bodies slid together filling the room with the sounds and smells of uninhibited carnal sex.
They came together in roaring screams of pure lust. It was so powerful their heads spun, stars and colored flashes filled their vision. Sweat dripped and cum slid down Adam's sides and thighs, Chris had filled him to overflowing. The Lion fell on top of his Kitten, both were panting hard. It was a full thirty minutes before either could move or speak. It had been a wonderfully intense sexual experience. Their most intense so far together and both knew had ever had.
"I... needed... that... I... won't... walk... normally... for... a week... and... I don't... care," Adam panted out. He was still trying to recover.
Chris opened his eyes, he propped himself up on his forearms, he looked at his Kitten, "I did get too rough, I'm sorry."
"No, no my darling lover, it was perfect. It was exactly what I wanted. Now, I'm yours. Barrett and Hart's touches have been burned out of me. I belong to you, if you really still want me," Adam looked hopefully up at Chris.
"More than ever, Kitty, more than ever. I love you. I honestly love you," Chris replied softly and kissed Adam gently.
"I'm yours and I truly love you. You have a place in my heart... forever," Adam wrapped his arms around Chris' neck and drew him in for long, deep kiss. Their tongues slowly massaged each other. They both explored and tasted each other. Hands slowly began to caress and tangle in hair, legs entwined.
This time, Chris made love to his Kitten, slowly, gently and tenderly. It was as loving as the other was rough. Sweet whispers were exchanged. When they came again, it was just as much as before, but it came in gentle waves of pleasure. The couple fell into an exhausted sleep in each others arms, their bodies twined together as one. They were happy and in love.
The most important thing was that Adam was back and safe.