Chris/Zach Christmas Dreams
Title: Christmas Dreams
Author: 2_libras
Pairing: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto, mentioned Joe Quinto/Matt Bomer
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: This story is completely fiction and made up out of the writers' heads.
A/N: Written for the pinto_fic prompt table. Element used: White Christmas. Takes place a year after the previous stories.
Summary: Zach and Chris come in from the sleigh ride and have some alone time.
The sleigh ride had been a wonderful experience for Chris, even though he was a little cold as they let themselves back in. He smiled at Joe, who was heading up to bed.
"Fire's still going and the kettle's hot," Joe said. "And Matt's waiting for me upstairs."
"Think we might warm up some," Chris smiled. "Before heading up ourselves."
"Just be aware you could be walked in on," Joe winked. "Keep it PG rated..." he teased.
"Always, you know I'm the innocent school boy." Zach smiled back. "You two keep it down, just because you think you're quiet doesn't mean you are."
"You? Innocent?" Joe laughed. "Who was it who stole all of my Playboys when you were a schoolboy again? But yes, we will."
"Actually what we heard last night was kind of hot," Chris said.
Joe actually blushed at that. "We'll keep it down."
"Quit perving on my brother." Zach laughed. "The soundtrack would be just fine if it weren't with everyone else in the house."
"Who said it was him who I found hot?" Chris teased. He nodded.
"Okay, now you've made me bright red," Joe said. "I'll go up and let Matt see if it goes all the way down. See you both in the morning."
"Night Joe. Sleep well when you get there" Zach wandered into the kitchen. "Cocoa?" He glanced at Chris.
"Please," Chris nodded. "I'll check on the fire." He walked into the living room and smiled, there was a Christmas CD playing. Not that they need musical accompaniment, but it was nice.
Zach came into the room a few minutes later, two mugs in hand, and grinned at Chris. "Getting warmer yet?"
"Yes, but you help," Chris answered. He kissed Zach softly before taking a mug.
Zach settled onto the loveseat, patting the empty spot beside him. "C'mon, lets settle in."
Chris settled in beside him, sipping his drink. "I like this... can't be too long or we'll end up being woken too early."
Zach nodded, sighing happily as the song changed. "I've always loved this song." He leaned against Chris slightly, humming along softly to the version of 'White Christmas' blaring from the CD player in the corner.
"Me too, when I was really little, Dad used to sing it all the time," Chris said. "I only learned later that he was in the musical a lot... used to think it was just for me. Well, in a way it was," he smiled.
"Yah...I can remember my Mom and Dad dancing around to Christmas music when I was really young. This song is the one I remember them playing the most. Mom plays it every Christmas, I think it helps her remember him for a few minutes." He smiled softly.
"I like that," Chris said. He stroked Zach's face. "I wish your dad could be with us. I know you do too..."
"Yah, but I think he is, in some form or another. Mom always says she can feel him when she's sad. Maybe he just doesn't come around me cause I'm happy." He shrugged.
"Could be," Chris nodded. "Or he keeps away to give us our privacy," he said. "But yeah... I know what you mean."
"Yah, I don't doubt that. Probably minds his own business with Joe cause he doesn't want to know." He smiled broadly.
Chris laughed. "After last night? I'm not sure I want to know either..." he was joking. Mostly.
"That was with Mom here, just imagine...IMAGINE how loud he gets regularly. Half the neighborhood knows when he beats off in the shower." He snorted.
Chris wasn't sure whether to laugh or suggest that Joe stay with them sometime. "He's loud, huh?" chuckling. "God... and I thought last night was bad. Matt seemed quieter though."
"Matt knows how to behave. He's had his moments when they've stayed with me before that he got pretty vocal. But at least Joe knows what he's doing." He shook his head slightly. "Hes always so embarrassed the next day, and I always tell him I'll get even eventually."
"He really should have heard you the time I put my fist in you. God, you were so gorgeous then, and very loud," Chris smiled. "Someday..." he wriggled his eyebrows.
"Fuck...I bet he'd think you were hurting me and come try to save me." He shook his head. "Get quite the eyeful..."
"Imagine his face!" Chris laughed. "It would certainly be... well. Entertaining?" He chuckled at the idea. "God... are we awful even thinking this?"
Zach shrugged slightly. "He's hot and he was my friend before him and Joe started hooking up. I've been thinking about that longer then Joe has..."
"Really?" Chris raised an eyebrow. "Now you tell me." He grinned. "He's hot, though... if you hadn't been my first I could've been persuaded to stray to the other side for Matt..."
"Can't help but wonder can I? I mean god he's off limits I know but fuck he's cute." Zach snorted. "I've got all I need though...sometimes more then I think I can handle."
"Same here, though I think you're handling me just fine," Chris swallowed some more cocoa. "And when we go up to our room, let's try and compete with them? Not loud enough to disturb the folks, of course."
"Oh yah, you brought up fisting me, I need to fuck you senseless." He grinned.
"That makes sense," Chris nodded. "I want you so deep inside me..." he kissed Zach. "Done?"
"Oh yes...I'll take the cups to the kitchen, you head up and I'll meet you there?" He smiled.
"Might have time to be waiting naked," Chris smiled back. "Or would you rather unwrap me?"
"Naked. I don't want to have to wait to long to touch your skin." He grinned, leaning in to kiss the other man. "So hurry up stairs."
"Yes, Sir," Chris said, and complied.
Author: 2_libras
Pairing: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto, mentioned Joe Quinto/Matt Bomer
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: This story is completely fiction and made up out of the writers' heads.
A/N: Written for the pinto_fic prompt table. Element used: White Christmas. Takes place a year after the previous stories.
Summary: Zach and Chris come in from the sleigh ride and have some alone time.
The sleigh ride had been a wonderful experience for Chris, even though he was a little cold as they let themselves back in. He smiled at Joe, who was heading up to bed.
"Fire's still going and the kettle's hot," Joe said. "And Matt's waiting for me upstairs."
"Think we might warm up some," Chris smiled. "Before heading up ourselves."
"Just be aware you could be walked in on," Joe winked. "Keep it PG rated..." he teased.
"Always, you know I'm the innocent school boy." Zach smiled back. "You two keep it down, just because you think you're quiet doesn't mean you are."
"You? Innocent?" Joe laughed. "Who was it who stole all of my Playboys when you were a schoolboy again? But yes, we will."
"Actually what we heard last night was kind of hot," Chris said.
Joe actually blushed at that. "We'll keep it down."
"Quit perving on my brother." Zach laughed. "The soundtrack would be just fine if it weren't with everyone else in the house."
"Who said it was him who I found hot?" Chris teased. He nodded.
"Okay, now you've made me bright red," Joe said. "I'll go up and let Matt see if it goes all the way down. See you both in the morning."
"Night Joe. Sleep well when you get there" Zach wandered into the kitchen. "Cocoa?" He glanced at Chris.
"Please," Chris nodded. "I'll check on the fire." He walked into the living room and smiled, there was a Christmas CD playing. Not that they need musical accompaniment, but it was nice.
Zach came into the room a few minutes later, two mugs in hand, and grinned at Chris. "Getting warmer yet?"
"Yes, but you help," Chris answered. He kissed Zach softly before taking a mug.
Zach settled onto the loveseat, patting the empty spot beside him. "C'mon, lets settle in."
Chris settled in beside him, sipping his drink. "I like this... can't be too long or we'll end up being woken too early."
Zach nodded, sighing happily as the song changed. "I've always loved this song." He leaned against Chris slightly, humming along softly to the version of 'White Christmas' blaring from the CD player in the corner.
"Me too, when I was really little, Dad used to sing it all the time," Chris said. "I only learned later that he was in the musical a lot... used to think it was just for me. Well, in a way it was," he smiled.
"Yah...I can remember my Mom and Dad dancing around to Christmas music when I was really young. This song is the one I remember them playing the most. Mom plays it every Christmas, I think it helps her remember him for a few minutes." He smiled softly.
"I like that," Chris said. He stroked Zach's face. "I wish your dad could be with us. I know you do too..."
"Yah, but I think he is, in some form or another. Mom always says she can feel him when she's sad. Maybe he just doesn't come around me cause I'm happy." He shrugged.
"Could be," Chris nodded. "Or he keeps away to give us our privacy," he said. "But yeah... I know what you mean."
"Yah, I don't doubt that. Probably minds his own business with Joe cause he doesn't want to know." He smiled broadly.
Chris laughed. "After last night? I'm not sure I want to know either..." he was joking. Mostly.
"That was with Mom here, just imagine...IMAGINE how loud he gets regularly. Half the neighborhood knows when he beats off in the shower." He snorted.
Chris wasn't sure whether to laugh or suggest that Joe stay with them sometime. "He's loud, huh?" chuckling. "God... and I thought last night was bad. Matt seemed quieter though."
"Matt knows how to behave. He's had his moments when they've stayed with me before that he got pretty vocal. But at least Joe knows what he's doing." He shook his head slightly. "Hes always so embarrassed the next day, and I always tell him I'll get even eventually."
"He really should have heard you the time I put my fist in you. God, you were so gorgeous then, and very loud," Chris smiled. "Someday..." he wriggled his eyebrows.
"Fuck...I bet he'd think you were hurting me and come try to save me." He shook his head. "Get quite the eyeful..."
"Imagine his face!" Chris laughed. "It would certainly be... well. Entertaining?" He chuckled at the idea. "God... are we awful even thinking this?"
Zach shrugged slightly. "He's hot and he was my friend before him and Joe started hooking up. I've been thinking about that longer then Joe has..."
"Really?" Chris raised an eyebrow. "Now you tell me." He grinned. "He's hot, though... if you hadn't been my first I could've been persuaded to stray to the other side for Matt..."
"Can't help but wonder can I? I mean god he's off limits I know but fuck he's cute." Zach snorted. "I've got all I need though...sometimes more then I think I can handle."
"Same here, though I think you're handling me just fine," Chris swallowed some more cocoa. "And when we go up to our room, let's try and compete with them? Not loud enough to disturb the folks, of course."
"Oh yah, you brought up fisting me, I need to fuck you senseless." He grinned.
"That makes sense," Chris nodded. "I want you so deep inside me..." he kissed Zach. "Done?"
"Oh yes...I'll take the cups to the kitchen, you head up and I'll meet you there?" He smiled.
"Might have time to be waiting naked," Chris smiled back. "Or would you rather unwrap me?"
"Naked. I don't want to have to wait to long to touch your skin." He grinned, leaning in to kiss the other man. "So hurry up stairs."
"Yes, Sir," Chris said, and complied.