stay
Title: stay
Author: Mary (stillxmyxheart)
Betas: Lindsay (rowofstars)
Rating: Adult
Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Word Count: 1,110
Characters/Pairings: Dianna Agron, Darren Criss (Dianna/Darren)
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize? Ain't mine.
Summary: The rumors say that they're dating. Sometimes he wishes it were true.
A/N: Takes place the night of Trevor Live XD
She pushes him to sit on the couch, and then hikes her skirt up as she straddles his lap, her fingers working the buttons on his shirt.
His hands drop to her thighs, sliding over her skin, and she grins a little as she bends her head to kiss him.
"Did you like my intro?" she murmurs against his mouth, shifting her hips against him as she slides her hands over his newly bared chest.
He groans, nipping at her bottom lip as his fingers press into her skin, and then replies, "Yeah. The 'very sexy' thing was a nice touch." His eyes rise to meet hers, and he raises his eyebrows. "Like that's going to do anything to get rid of the rumors that you and I are dating."
"We're not dating." She grins. "We're just sleeping together."
He grins back, and his hand rises to the back of her neck to pull her down for another kiss.
He thinks he can still taste her, even though it was hours ago that his head was between her legs and her fingers were in his hair, tugging sharply with every lick and suck. He'd seen some comments on Twitter about his 'sex hair', and smirked only because it was true.
The sounds she made when she came echoed in his head all night, and all he wanted was to hear it again.
His fingers pluck at the strings tied at the back of her neck, pulling them loose and letting the top of her dress fall to her waist.
She's wearing these little black things over her nipples, and he frowns a little as he pulls them off and tosses them aside, wanting an unobstructed view of her.
He brings his mouth forward, sucking gently on one dusky pink bud before lightly flicking his tongue over it, loving the way her breath hitches slightly. His hands slide down her torso, lightly stroking her skin, and then his teeth scrape over her nipple, making her shudder. Her fingers slide into his hair, holding his head to her chest, and he grins a little before turning his attentions to her other breast.
"You're such a tease," she hisses, tugging on his hair.
"I'm a tease?" His lips brush over the space between her breasts, and he runs his tongue along her skin, making her shudder again. "I believe you're the one who's already gotten to come today."
She breathes a curse, and then tugs on his hair again. "Well, the faster you get on with it, the sooner you can come too."
"Fair enough."
Their lips crash together again as his hands drop to her thighs, sliding up under her skirt. He can feel the bare skin of her backside until he finally reaches the lacy band of her barely there panties, and he hooks his fingers over them, starting to tug them down.
She shifts off his lap, standing so he can pull her panties down the rest of the way, and he grips her hips, pulling her to him before she can settle on his lap again.
He pushes her skirt to her waist and leans forward, pressing a kiss between her legs before lightly running his tongue over her sensitive skin, seemingly unable to resist tasting her.
He smiles when he pulls back, flicking his tongue over his lips, and she grins as she straddles his lap again. Her hands drop to his pants, her fingers quick on the fastenings, and he shifts a little so she can tug them down a little, taking his boxers with them.
He's already hard, but she takes him in hand anyway, stroking his length as she leans down to kiss him again.
He groans into her mouth, whispering, "Di," against her lips, and she grins a little as she shifts closer to him.
She rises up slightly, guiding him inside of her and sinking down on him with agonizing slowness.
His eyes are lowered, watching as he disappears inside of her, and they both sigh, low and a little shaky, when he's in all the way.
Her hands come to rest on his shoulders, and he grips her hips as she begins to move, rolling her hips and sliding along him, taking him as deep as she can.
He's almost to the point of not caring if someone finds out about them. There's already rumors flying around about them; all they'd be doing is making them fact, and then maybe they could really start dating.
They're friends, and they go out together, but he wishes sometimes that he could hold her hand as they walk down the sidewalk, that he could kiss her when they get to the car.
He wishes sometimes that she would stay.
Her pace changes suddenly, pulling him from his thoughts as she slides slowly up, and then just as slowly back down, dragging a long, low groan from him as his head flops back against the back of the couch.
"Jesus, Dianna," he breathes, his fingers digging briefly into her skin.
She grins a little, biting gently on her bottom lip as she presses against him, and picks up her pace again.
Her hands tighten on his shoulders, gripping his shirt in her fingers, and he slips one hand between them to rub against her clit.
Her mouth falls open a little, and she hisses out a, "Yes," as she begins to move a little faster.
He pinches and rubs like he knows she needs, and then she's coming hard, her voice high and breathy as she cries out his name, and yes, and oh god.
The pulsing of her muscles drives him to his own orgasm, and a groan slips from him, low and throaty, as his head falls back again.
She sags against him, her arms sliding around his neck, and he touches a kiss to her shoulder, one hand rising to gently stroke the skin of her back.
It slips out before he can stop it, a whispered, "Stay," against her shoulder, his breath warm on her skin.
She pulls back just slightly, her eyes on his face, and he's so close to her that he feels a little breathless.
"Just stay with me, Di." He pauses, and then adds, his voice a little more desperate than he'd like, "Please."
She looks at him a moment longer, and then presses her lips to his in a soft kiss, her fingers sliding into his hair.
She pulls back just slightly, her nose lightly brushing his as her hazel eyes meet his brown ones, and then gives the smallest nod, and says just one word.
"Okay."
Author: Mary (stillxmyxheart)
Betas: Lindsay (rowofstars)
Rating: Adult
Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Word Count: 1,110
Characters/Pairings: Dianna Agron, Darren Criss (Dianna/Darren)
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize? Ain't mine.
Summary: The rumors say that they're dating. Sometimes he wishes it were true.
A/N: Takes place the night of Trevor Live XD
She pushes him to sit on the couch, and then hikes her skirt up as she straddles his lap, her fingers working the buttons on his shirt.
His hands drop to her thighs, sliding over her skin, and she grins a little as she bends her head to kiss him.
"Did you like my intro?" she murmurs against his mouth, shifting her hips against him as she slides her hands over his newly bared chest.
He groans, nipping at her bottom lip as his fingers press into her skin, and then replies, "Yeah. The 'very sexy' thing was a nice touch." His eyes rise to meet hers, and he raises his eyebrows. "Like that's going to do anything to get rid of the rumors that you and I are dating."
"We're not dating." She grins. "We're just sleeping together."
He grins back, and his hand rises to the back of her neck to pull her down for another kiss.
He thinks he can still taste her, even though it was hours ago that his head was between her legs and her fingers were in his hair, tugging sharply with every lick and suck. He'd seen some comments on Twitter about his 'sex hair', and smirked only because it was true.
The sounds she made when she came echoed in his head all night, and all he wanted was to hear it again.
His fingers pluck at the strings tied at the back of her neck, pulling them loose and letting the top of her dress fall to her waist.
She's wearing these little black things over her nipples, and he frowns a little as he pulls them off and tosses them aside, wanting an unobstructed view of her.
He brings his mouth forward, sucking gently on one dusky pink bud before lightly flicking his tongue over it, loving the way her breath hitches slightly. His hands slide down her torso, lightly stroking her skin, and then his teeth scrape over her nipple, making her shudder. Her fingers slide into his hair, holding his head to her chest, and he grins a little before turning his attentions to her other breast.
"You're such a tease," she hisses, tugging on his hair.
"I'm a tease?" His lips brush over the space between her breasts, and he runs his tongue along her skin, making her shudder again. "I believe you're the one who's already gotten to come today."
She breathes a curse, and then tugs on his hair again. "Well, the faster you get on with it, the sooner you can come too."
"Fair enough."
Their lips crash together again as his hands drop to her thighs, sliding up under her skirt. He can feel the bare skin of her backside until he finally reaches the lacy band of her barely there panties, and he hooks his fingers over them, starting to tug them down.
She shifts off his lap, standing so he can pull her panties down the rest of the way, and he grips her hips, pulling her to him before she can settle on his lap again.
He pushes her skirt to her waist and leans forward, pressing a kiss between her legs before lightly running his tongue over her sensitive skin, seemingly unable to resist tasting her.
He smiles when he pulls back, flicking his tongue over his lips, and she grins as she straddles his lap again. Her hands drop to his pants, her fingers quick on the fastenings, and he shifts a little so she can tug them down a little, taking his boxers with them.
He's already hard, but she takes him in hand anyway, stroking his length as she leans down to kiss him again.
He groans into her mouth, whispering, "Di," against her lips, and she grins a little as she shifts closer to him.
She rises up slightly, guiding him inside of her and sinking down on him with agonizing slowness.
His eyes are lowered, watching as he disappears inside of her, and they both sigh, low and a little shaky, when he's in all the way.
Her hands come to rest on his shoulders, and he grips her hips as she begins to move, rolling her hips and sliding along him, taking him as deep as she can.
He's almost to the point of not caring if someone finds out about them. There's already rumors flying around about them; all they'd be doing is making them fact, and then maybe they could really start dating.
They're friends, and they go out together, but he wishes sometimes that he could hold her hand as they walk down the sidewalk, that he could kiss her when they get to the car.
He wishes sometimes that she would stay.
Her pace changes suddenly, pulling him from his thoughts as she slides slowly up, and then just as slowly back down, dragging a long, low groan from him as his head flops back against the back of the couch.
"Jesus, Dianna," he breathes, his fingers digging briefly into her skin.
She grins a little, biting gently on her bottom lip as she presses against him, and picks up her pace again.
Her hands tighten on his shoulders, gripping his shirt in her fingers, and he slips one hand between them to rub against her clit.
Her mouth falls open a little, and she hisses out a, "Yes," as she begins to move a little faster.
He pinches and rubs like he knows she needs, and then she's coming hard, her voice high and breathy as she cries out his name, and yes, and oh god.
The pulsing of her muscles drives him to his own orgasm, and a groan slips from him, low and throaty, as his head falls back again.
She sags against him, her arms sliding around his neck, and he touches a kiss to her shoulder, one hand rising to gently stroke the skin of her back.
It slips out before he can stop it, a whispered, "Stay," against her shoulder, his breath warm on her skin.
She pulls back just slightly, her eyes on his face, and he's so close to her that he feels a little breathless.
"Just stay with me, Di." He pauses, and then adds, his voice a little more desperate than he'd like, "Please."
She looks at him a moment longer, and then presses her lips to his in a soft kiss, her fingers sliding into his hair.
She pulls back just slightly, her nose lightly brushing his as her hazel eyes meet his brown ones, and then gives the smallest nod, and says just one word.
"Okay."