fic: waking up
Title: Waking Up
Pairing: Cory/Chris (RPS)
Rating: R-ish
Summary: Based on the picture posted yesterday on Chord Overstreet's twitter. It turns out Ashley was the photographer, but that didn't work, and my mind went into overdrive since Cory takes all the pictures anyway.
A/N: Picture can be found here: http://www.mobypicture.com/user/chordoverstreet/view/9454888/sizes/full I can't remember how to attach pictures. Sorry!
Warning: sexual act performed on a person to wake him up, but not non-con...at all.
"He's so cute," Chord says, gently climbing into the bed next to Chris. He tosses Cory his phone. "Take a picture!"
"Hey, don't call my boyfriend cute," Cory says, catching the phone. He takes a reluctant picture before Mark crawls in on the other side of Chord.
"Monteith, I have to admit, you do have a cute boyfriend," says Mark. He lays down next to Chord and Cory snaps another picture.
The Colfer effect had an effect on the entire cast, and to some degree everyone was, or is, enamored by Chris. After all, it was impossible not to be.
"How much time do we have?" Cory asks.
"Anxious, are we?" Mark responds, getting up from the bed.
"We have around an hour," Chord tells them.
"OK, leave!" Cory says. Even though they're not exactly quiet, once Chris is asleep, he sleeps pretty soundly, but he's been asleep almost three hours at this point. He tosses Chord back his phone.
"Alright, Monteith, you got your way," Mark tells him. "Could you at least keep your pants on until we leave?"
"I don't cockblock you guys," he says, shoving them out the door.
Cory knows that probably anyone else looking at the sleeping Chris would think he looked beautiful and damn near divine, but his mind had deviated so far out from that at this point. Chris was still sleeping soundly, his head on the golden pillow, still in wardrobe from today's shoot.
He gently crawls into bed with Chris, lightly tugging at Chris' belt. He gingerly maneuvers it open, unbuttoning the button and unzipping the zipper. He reaches in to stroke Chris' still soft cock, before moving it out from the fabric.
He dances his tongue around his cock, before swallowing the whole thing in. "Cory?" Chris asks, with a yawn. Cory looks up to see Chris rubbing an eye with his index finger, but smiling.
It doesn't take long for Chris to get very hard from the very pleasant wake up surprise he's gotten from Cory. Cory sucks on the head of Chris' cock, playing gently with his balls and the length of his now much larger dick. It's not long before Chris is writhing beneath him. "Gonna come..." he says.
Cory swallows in the salty liquid and inches back up to Chris, kissing his forehead.
"That's the best way to wake up. Ever," Chris says.
Pairing: Cory/Chris (RPS)
Rating: R-ish
Summary: Based on the picture posted yesterday on Chord Overstreet's twitter. It turns out Ashley was the photographer, but that didn't work, and my mind went into overdrive since Cory takes all the pictures anyway.
A/N: Picture can be found here: http://www.mobypicture.com/user/chordoverstreet/view/9454888/sizes/full I can't remember how to attach pictures. Sorry!
Warning: sexual act performed on a person to wake him up, but not non-con...at all.
"He's so cute," Chord says, gently climbing into the bed next to Chris. He tosses Cory his phone. "Take a picture!"
"Hey, don't call my boyfriend cute," Cory says, catching the phone. He takes a reluctant picture before Mark crawls in on the other side of Chord.
"Monteith, I have to admit, you do have a cute boyfriend," says Mark. He lays down next to Chord and Cory snaps another picture.
The Colfer effect had an effect on the entire cast, and to some degree everyone was, or is, enamored by Chris. After all, it was impossible not to be.
"How much time do we have?" Cory asks.
"Anxious, are we?" Mark responds, getting up from the bed.
"We have around an hour," Chord tells them.
"OK, leave!" Cory says. Even though they're not exactly quiet, once Chris is asleep, he sleeps pretty soundly, but he's been asleep almost three hours at this point. He tosses Chord back his phone.
"Alright, Monteith, you got your way," Mark tells him. "Could you at least keep your pants on until we leave?"
"I don't cockblock you guys," he says, shoving them out the door.
Cory knows that probably anyone else looking at the sleeping Chris would think he looked beautiful and damn near divine, but his mind had deviated so far out from that at this point. Chris was still sleeping soundly, his head on the golden pillow, still in wardrobe from today's shoot.
He gently crawls into bed with Chris, lightly tugging at Chris' belt. He gingerly maneuvers it open, unbuttoning the button and unzipping the zipper. He reaches in to stroke Chris' still soft cock, before moving it out from the fabric.
He dances his tongue around his cock, before swallowing the whole thing in. "Cory?" Chris asks, with a yawn. Cory looks up to see Chris rubbing an eye with his index finger, but smiling.
It doesn't take long for Chris to get very hard from the very pleasant wake up surprise he's gotten from Cory. Cory sucks on the head of Chris' cock, playing gently with his balls and the length of his now much larger dick. It's not long before Chris is writhing beneath him. "Gonna come..." he says.
Cory swallows in the salty liquid and inches back up to Chris, kissing his forehead.
"That's the best way to wake up. Ever," Chris says.