Prompt Post #11
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Pairing - [Spoilers if any] - kinks or [FILL], in reply to a prompt
PART ONE
PART TWO
PART THREE
PART FOUR
PART FIVE
PART SIX
PART SEVEN
PART EIGHT
PART NINE
PART TEN
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Chris felt guilt wash through him as he watched him. They had both been so busy lately, losing themselves to their work. Too many long hours and interviews and Chris was afraid Darren had drowned in it. He was a shadow of his former self, his eyes hazy and dull, his movements lethargic. Chris crossed the space slowly and sunk into the couch next to him, stroking a hand softly through his curls. Darren exhaled under his touch and Chris was pleased to see some of the tension in his shoulders give way.
“What you need,” Chris said, trailing his hand from his hair down his cheek and neck, stroking his arm tenderly, “is a holiday.”
Darren pursed his lips like he was trying to hold back something and after a moment he nodded. “Yeah,” he said tightly and Chris detected the bitterness in his tone, “a holiday.”
Chris frowned. “Darren… what aren’t you telling me?”
“It’s nothing,” Darren tried but Chris was worried now, shifting closer still, propping his elbow up on his shoulder. Unlike his vibrant friend,
Chris had always been… a lot more careful when it came to physical intimacy. In his situation he never wanted to give off the wrong idea…
But Darren was the polar opposite. The day they met he pulled him into a bear hug and ever since Chris was met with days filled with hand holding, back rubbing and other intimate touches which he refused to let mean more than they did to Darren.
Darren lived for physical intimacy. And Chris had adjusted for him.
He had found that he had rather liked it. Maybe not come to crave it in the sense that Darren had but he welcomed his cuddles and had a secret thing for playing with his hair. And if Darren ever kissed him at a party…
That was welcomed too.
“Please tell me,” Chris urged softly. “I just wanted to help you…”
Darren squirmed and Chris felt a stab of hurt as he shifted back across the other side of the couch.
“I’m sorry,” he choked out, trying to grab for his jacket but Chris wouldn’t let him.
“Darren, what has gotten into you tonight?” he said, pulling him back down on the couch. “You’re not leaving until you tell me everything.”
Darren sighed but thankfully didn’t pull away again, simply uttering a resigned sigh and sinking back down next to him.
“It’s sex,” he said finally.
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“Sex?” he repeated carefully. Darren nodded, his expression pained.
“It’s been… a long time. And…”
Chris nodded. He knew how Darren was about intimacy. Rather than asking how long (because he was sure Darren wouldn’t want him to know) he simply shifted closer again and tried to pull him in for a comforting hug (something that had never failed with Darren).
But once more he skirted away.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice breaking with the force of his sincerity, “I just…I can’t be close to you without wanting to… without wanting… without wanting… you.”
Chris mind whirled. Darren… wanted him. even if he was just horny as fuck, he… he wanted him.
And Chris knew that deep down he wanted him to.
Unsure of whether he was going to regret his next words, Chris found himself saying, “I… I could… I could help.”
Darren’s eyes widened. “Chris,” he whined, “you can’t-you can’t say that unless you mean it.”
Chris shifted closer again, stroking his cheek gently, a smile melting happily over his lips as Darren didn’t pull away.
“Of course I meant it,” he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss against
Darren’s lips. “Is this okay?” Chris breathed. Darren nodded urgently, taking his cheeks in his hands and kissing him again, slow and deep.
Chris’s whole body shocked with the need under Darren’s lips. Darren let out a shuddering gasp and Chris was gone, tangling his fingers between his curls and pulling him closer until Darren was climbing into his lap. Chris started a little when he felt Darren already hard against him, but he welcomed it, bucking his hips up a little, enjoying Darren’s long groan, reverberating aganis this mouth.
“Want you,” he murmured, “want you so fucking bad, Chris, you have no idea… need you…”
Chris pulled away a little, resting his forehead against his as he caught his breath. He ran his hands gently from his cheeks to his waist, massaging the skin their gently.
“Let me take care of you,” Chris whispered, pressing him back against the couch, his fingers finding the collar of his shirt.
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waist, massaging the skin their gently.
“Let me take care of you,” Chris whispered, pressing him back against the couch, his fingers finding the collar of his shirt.
Darren nodded desperately, his eyes fluttering shut as Chris worked open the first two buttons of his shirt, planting a light kiss against the bare skin beneath. He then carefully took off Darren’s glasses, nuzzling the bridge of his nose before placing them on the coffee table beside him.
Straddling his thighs, he moved down his body, removing buttons and kissing the newly exposed skin. When he finally undid them all he had Darrren sit up so he could shrug it off his shouldes.
He frowned a little at how pale he’d gotten and Darren shifted under his eye.
“I know,” he muttered, “I’ve gotten kinda gross.”
Chris shook his head frantically, horrified he would even think that. he ran a hand reverently down his chest, loving the lines of with his palms.
“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever known, Dare.”
Darren swallowed hard, his eyes shining at the compliment. Chris punctuated it by taking his mouth to his chest, licking across the skin, nuzzling his cheek against the rippling muscles beneath him.
“Chris,” Darren whined, low and needy as Chris flicked his fingertips across his nipples teasingly.
“Yes, Dare?” Chris glanced up.
Darren was staring back at him with wide blown frantic eyes, his plump lips parted, his hair a disarray.
He was fucking stunning.
“I need more,” he uttered at last. Chris knodded knowingly, crawling back up his chest to kiss him. Darren instantly deepened the kiss, moaning as he slid his tongue across Chris’s. “Please-please-p-please,” he stuttered frantically, pulling away.
Chris slipped quickly back down, unbuttoning his pants quickly and freeing him. his throat dried out at the sight of Darren’s cock, thick and hard for him. He placed a kiss at the head, making Darren cry out and petted his thigh soothingly. He removed his own pants before realising where they were.
“Bedroom,” he said hastily, taking Darren’s hand and guiding him down the hall.
When they reached his room, Darren instantly dove on the bed and Chris retrieved lube and a condom as quickly as he could, slickening his fingers as quickly placing them at his entrance.
“Are you sur-?”
“Chris.”
“Okay,” Chris said gently, pushing his first finger in. Darren didn’t even flinch, simply closing his eyes. “Darren…?” he asked wearily.
“Feels good,” Darren whispered. “Having someone…. There.”
Chris fought down the flutter in his chest. This was about Darren.
He pushed in further, bringing a second one along. Darren’s eyes moved about frantically under his lips and Chris wondered what he was thinking.
“What’s going on, baby?” he murmured, the endearment falling off his lips without him even thinking about it.
“So good,” Darren said lowly, almost a moan. Chris slipped in a third finger, twisting until, “CHRIS!”
The wail echoed in his ears and Chris felt his stomach coil hotly.
Darren was… he was beautiful like this. His head thrown back, his chest rising and falling with frantic pants, his eyes clenched shut with the force of it.
“Open your eyes, sweetheart,” Chris murmured, “I want to see you.”
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“Are you ready?” Chris murmured against his lips.
“Just a minute,” Darren breathed, kissing him deeply once more before letting him pull back. Chris lubed himself up as quick as possible, trying not to blush under Darren’s heavy stare as he rolled on a condom.
“Fuck,” Darren said, swallowing hard, “you’re… you’re so big.”
“ Come here, baby,” Chris soothed, helping him into his lap. Darren was kneeling as Chris lined himself up. He gave Chris a ready nod before lowering himself down, right on Chris’s cock.
Darren keened loudly as Chris buried himself fully inside. Darren clenched around him and Chris moaned into his shoulder, grabbing at his hair.
“So good, Dare, you’re beautiful…”
“Kiss me,” Darren gasped frantically. Chris tilted Darren’s chin up, kissing him messy and hot. There was so much need behind Darren’s grasp that it ached through both of them. Chris needed this just as much as he did.
“Can you lean back for me, honey?” Chris asked as gently as he could.
Darren nodded, the need to please evident in his eyes. Chris stroked his hair lovingly, desperate to assure him how good this was for both of them.
Slowly, Darren leant back on his knees, his back curving and head tilting. His neck as long and drips of sweat beaded at the pit of his throat which Chris quickly gathered on his tongue. His quadriceps strained with the effort and Chris kneaded the muscle beneath his palms, nipping at his skin as Darren mewled beneath him.
Chris pulled himself out a little before pushing back in and Darren’s eyes widened, his grip on Chris’s arms tightening. Chris proceeded to repeat the motion, fucking him hard and slow, the burn of their straining muscles and need, heating in their stomach reaching near unbearable.
They moved together desperately. Darren clutched frantically at every part of him he could reach. Chris felt his touch sparking through him all over, every stroke, every touch sending electricity rocking through
him. chris tangled his fingers in Darren’s hair, kissing every inch of him he could reach, his nose, his cheeks, his eyelids.
“You’re so beautiful, Dare, so perfect.”
The sacred whispers were what did it. Darren arched back further, his lips parted in a broken scream, Chris’s name falling from his lips as he came hard. Chris soothed him through it, stroking his back gently and whispering more praises.
“You did so good, sweetheart.”
Chris pulled out gently and Darren’s eyes widened at the sight of him.
He blushed.
“You’re still hard,” he whispered.
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“Chris,” Darren pleaded, grabbing his hand. “I want to touch you.”
Chris’s heart caught in his throat. Darren’s eyes were wide and hopeful, still alert even after his orgasm. There was still need to his voice and Chris was unable to do anything but nod, a little shakily.
Darren exhaled gratefully, kissing him chastely. “Thank you,” he whispered, crawling up the matress so he was practically in his lap once more.
He took his cock in his hands gently and Chris had to bite his lip with the force of keeping his hips from bucking up.
“You’re so big, Chris,” Darren murmured, his voice hot in his ear. “Felt so good when you were inside me… I was so full and I felt wanted… needed.”
“I-I do need you, Dare,” Chris choked, kissing him deeply. Darren stroked him firmly, his hands loving him as their lips moved together.
“You’re so good to me, Chris,” Darren murmured, “you make me feel good, again. I love you so much-”
It was the last words that did it and quickly Chris was spilling hard
over his fist. Darren whimpered at the sight.
“Oh my god, Chris,” he moaned, attacking his lips again, running his hands over him desperately. “You should see yourself, you’re so hot.”
Darren clung to his ass, melding their hips together again and Chris gasped as he felt Darren half hard against him again, his own cock trying to follow.
“Too soon, too soon,” he whimpered but Darren just kept kissing him.
“Please, Chris,” he panted, “I need you, I need you, I need you…”
“Shhhh,” Chris hushed him, “it’s okay, baby, it’s okay.” He pulled away slowly and Darren tried to follow him but Chris pushed him back against the pillows. “I’ll make it better,” Chris breathed, “I promise.”
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“Don’t be shy, baby,” Chris whispered, nuzzling his thigh, “you’re perfect.”
Chris kissed his cock gently one more time before taking him. Darren wailed above him, clutching at the sheets desperately to try and still his hips as Chris sucked him. he worked his tongue around him, humming and hollowing out his cheeks. Darren’s hands carded through his hair and Chris smiled around him.
Chris pulled off him, glancing up. “Don’t’ hold back, baby,” he cooed. “Fuck my mouth.”
And as he sunk back on him this time Darren didn’t stop his hips, instead pushing them forward, Chris easing himself around him. Chris’s fingers dug into his ass and he guided his hips until his cock was touching the back of Chris’s throat.
Darren yelped and Chris pulled away, not quite in time, Darren coming hard across his face. Streaks of white tangled in his hair and across his cheeks, nose and lips. Darren whined a the sight, pulling Chris frantically back up the bed and attacking him with his lips once more, licking the strip off his upper lip. Chris wiped a hand carefully down his cheek and licked off the thick white across his fingers. Without warning he collapsed against Darren, coming between them.
Darren smiled lazily down at him as he lifted his head meakly.
“I think it’s my turn to take care of you,” he whispered, grabbing a tissue off the bedside table and trying to clean off the bits in his hair. Chris giggled, kissing his nose lightly.
“It’s okay,” he whispered, “it’s just you.”
Darren smiled softly, stroking his cheek. “Thank you, Chris. This means… this was everything.”
Chris nodded, wrapping his arms around him and burying his face in the crook of his neck.
“I would do anything for you, Darren,” he said earnestly and Darren held him a little tighter.
“I meant what I said before, you know,” he said quietly. Chris smiled against his chest, his finger gently tracing a bead of sweat running across his arm.
“I know,” Chris said softly. “I love you too.”
Chris felt a sob tremble through Darren’s chest and he stroked his hair.
“Never change, Dare.”
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fin.
a/n: I really hope this was okay!!!! x
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i picked the best moment to read this, actually. i finished part five, refreshed, and there was six! yay for me and timing.
great little fic. lovely. i'm slowly being converted into a CrissColfer person from a non-RPF person.
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I'm so glad you liked it <3 good luck with your shipping expeditions ;)
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I'm late for classes now welp but I couldn't care less to be honest.
AND THE LAST PART? HOW THE HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT FACIALS ARE LIKE MY FAVOURITE THING EVER? QQ -gross sobbing-
Seriously I am beyond happy about this I can't even tell you how much I love you.
“Feels good,” Darren whispered. “Having someone…. There.”
By far my favourite line, I have chills all over.
I had no idea that this fill would be so popular but siiigh this is flawless thank you so much :D :D
SMOOCHES
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Omg I was a little worried with that but ugh KINK!!!!!!!!!!
I'm so, so glad you liked it. Yes, I liked that line, too :) I know a lot of people with fingering fixate on the slight sting or pain or discomfort (or at least in my previous fics I have...) but I think this one worked better given the circumstances.
I'm sorry I didn't give you more of a build up. I started writing the sex and then went back and looked at the prompt and got a little worried...
Thank you for an awesome prompt!!!! :* so glad it was okay <3
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Also I would have been late anyway cause I hit my head and had to wait for it to stop bleeding so no worries <333
Also if you guys liked this prompt (no seriously I am overwhelmed at your response!) you should totally go check out my other Crisscolfer prompts in post 10, they're somewhere around page 20 :3
Siigh I know why I love the kink meme. You guys are great.
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This was just gorgeous, and so so so hot.....<3
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