For zjofierose by acacia_123
Title: Christmas in New York
Author: acacia_123
Giftee: zjofierose
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Pinto
Word Count: ~1900
Prompts: a lonely holiday turns not so lonely after all; mistletoe
Note: I packed these prompts together to create this little ditty. Hope you like!
12/23/2010
"Mom, I tried." Zach said. "But work has just gotten so hectic."
"Oh, Zach," his mom answered. "You work so hard."
"I promise, as soon as Angels in America is over, I'll come home for a week."
"You don't need to come here, you and Chris should go somewhere hot, with beaches."
"Maybe before Trek starts filming," Zach agreed. "But after a week in Pittsburgh, that's final"
"What is Chris doing for the holidays?"
"He's in LA, with his parents."
"Oh," he could hear her frowning through the phone.
"It's fine, Ma." Zach said. "I'll see if Chris can come with me to see you."
"Yes," his mom said. "I like that boy, he eats my food."
"I eat your food!"
"Yes, but with commentary on the amount of calories."
Zach laughed unable to argue what was obviously the truth. They talked for a bit more before hanging up.
It was then that he noticed the silence of his loft apartment. No Noah with his nails on the hardwood floor, no Harold with is scratching at the post and worst of all, no Chris padding barefoot around the apartment, no calling him over to share something he'd just read.
It was just silent . . .
12/24/10
Zach put away his groceries from Whole Foods and the personal sized coconut custard pie he'd picked up from the bakery by the train. This morning he'd been a bit down at had resolved to just order take out since he'd be alone but after a good cry he'd decided to go to the market and get the fixing for Spinach Alfredo. So what if it was just him, he could eat from that food all through Christmas, plus cooking would keep him from feeling too lonely.
He started cooking and even though he missed Chris he was glad he'd spoken to him this morning. It was what had changed his mind about cooking. Their phone conversations always left Zach in good spirits.
It had been seven months since they'd gotten together, officially. Zach had a little heart in his planner on the date in early May when they'd had the "talk" and became exclusive. Before that it had been pretty slow, Chris drunken confession during filming that he was bi but hadn't been with a guy since college. This was followed by a very heated make out session in JJ's closet at the wrap party's after-after party. They'd engaged in some heavy petting during the press tour but Zach hadn't wanted to push Chris.
It wasn't until Chris's first NY visit in April that they'd fucked for the first time. Chris had freaked a bit and flew back to LA before returning like a week later with flowers and asking if Zach would be his boyfriend. Zach had laughed and Chris had cursed but by the time Chris left to prepare for his next film, they had settled their feelings and were "together" together.
They spoke daily and the only other time they'd been face to face had been a quickie just before Comic-Con in San Diego and a hurried weekend in Pittsburgh where he'd introduced Chris and Mom. To say Zach missed Chris was an understatement. In the few times Chris had slept in his arms he'd become so necessary. They'd be together soon though. Chris had agreed to come home with him and after they were going to rent a house in Aruba when he was done in NY. Then he'd be back in LA and he'd see Chris all the time.
Zach had just sat to eat when his bell rang. Maybe it was one of his cast-mates taking pity on his lonely Christmas. When he opened the door he expected maybe . . . but no. He threw open the door and locked gaze with the bluest eyes he'd ever seen in real life.
"Chris?!?" The man pushed into the apartment and kissed Zach's slack lips before sniffing the air.
"You made the Alfredo?" Chris asked laughing. "Awesome, I'm starved! Surprise, by the way."
Zach stood shocked by the door as Chris strode into the loft, dropped his duffel by the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.
"Christopher!" Zach finally snapped out of his shock and followed his boyfriend to the kitchen where he was serving himself some food.
"I was going to just stay in LA with my folks but then your mom called me-"
"How does my mom have your number?"
"I gave it to her when we went to visit." Chris had made himself a plate and dug in standing by the counter. "Anyway she called me and I did a three-way with her and my mom." Chris made a face. "That didn't sound right. Well, we decided that with Katie and her family in town, I could be excused from the Pine Christmas Brunch, so you wouldn't be alone on Christmas."
"But we spoke this morning . . ."
"I was at my layover in Chicago."
"Oh my God, Chris." Zach said, before rushing the man and wrapping his arms tight around him. "I'm so glad your here."
"Me too, babe."
"God, I want you."
"Can I eat first? I really am hungry."
"Yeah," Zach moved away, but Chris pulled him back and kissed his lips and Zach could taste cheese sauce on his lips.
"Bring your plate over here."
Zach gathered his plate and Chris began forking them each some of the pasta in turn as Chris recounted his flight and exclamations of how cute Katie's baby was. Chris sat up on the counter, with Zach standing between his legs and his arms wrapped around Chris waist.
When they finished eating, they retired to the bed, though it was barely 5pm. They kissed slowly belying the urgency they each felt. Chris pulled Zach’s shirt off and nuzzled into the hair he found there. He moved from one nipple to the next sucking and teasing them in turn. This never failed to get Zach painfully hard as they were very sensitive.
Zach reached for Chris’s shirt and pulled it off of him quickly forcing Chris to release him briefly. Once the shirt was off, Chris dove for Zach’s lips, sealing them again. Zach rolled Chris under him and reached for the button on his jeans. Chris pulled away and started laughing.
“What’s so funny?” Zach teased.
“Nothing, just . . . nothing,” but Chris kept laughing. “Please continue.”
Zach opened Chris jeans all the way and that’s when he saw it.
“Seriously, Christopher?” Zach was laughing too. “Mistletoe underwear?” Chris was wearing a pair of white briefs with a small applique mistletoe over his cock.
“It seemed like a good idea this morning . . .”
“I suppose now you expect me to . . .”
“Hell, yeah. I flew across the country for this!”
Zach just laughed and made to pull the briefs down but Chris stopped him.
“Umm . . . there’s another one,” Chris mumbled.
“Another what?”
“Mistletoe,” Chris answered not looking Zach in the eye.
“Where?” Zach asked incredulously, pulling Chris’s jeans down and off. He looked but couldn’t find it.
Chris sat up and rolled over onto his stomach exposing his backside encased in the white briefs with another mistletoe right above his. . .
“Oh,” Zach sighed. “Are you sure? You’ve never let me before.”
“I know, but what do you give a man who has everything? I figured I could give you my ass, to do with what you will.”
Zach’s eyes flew up to Chris’s, “Anything?” Zach asked because Chris had yet to bottom for him. Chris had proclaimed himself a exclusive top. Luckily Zach was more vers and so this hadn’t been an issue. He loved bottoming and topping but Chris hadn’t let him near his ass yet. Which should be a crime because Chris had the best ass.
“Yeah,” Chris said. He positioned Chris up on his knees and forearms after dragging the briefs down. He ran his hands up and down Chris’s flanks and down his ass and thighs. He spreads Chris’s cheeks teasing himself with the sight.
‘You just gonna stare, Quinto?”
“Just savoring the moment here . . .” Zach leaned down to kiss the small of Chris’s back and each cheek nibbling and biting as he went. He avoided Chris hole and leaned down to lick at his sack. Chris moaned at the teasing nature of Zach’s tongue.
Zach reached between Chris’s’ legs and pulled his hard cock back so it was pointing towards him and sucked at the head and flicked his tongue in the slit. Chris continued to moan, now adding groans and “Guhs” to the noises he made. Finally Zach licked a stripe up the underside of Chris’s cock, over his balls and perineum and up the length of his crack.
“Holy shit!”
Chris exclaimed and Zach too that as encouragement so he swiped his tongue again over Chris’s hole and continued to tease and lick and push in lightly. Zach was sure he never heard these particular noises from Chris but he reveled in each one.
“Fuck me, please. Zach!”
He could never say no to Chris so he reached into the nightstand for lube and a condom. He slicked up his fingers and open Chris up one finger at a time. He curled his fingers rubbing Chris’s prostate and the man shook and shuddered.
When Zach deemed Chris open enough, he rolled the condom on and placed his cock at Chris’s opening. Luckily Zach had done a good job of prepping him and despite how tight it was, Zach slid in to the hilt. Still flush against Chris, Zach maneuvered a pillow under Chris’s hips and pushed him down flat to the bed.
Zach loved this position cause it allowed him the greatest leverage to penetrate deep plus it had the added benefit of domination over his partner. Chris was clutching a pillow and gasping with each thrust, beyond words at this point. Zach new he was slamming his prostate with each pump because Chris entire body was covered in goosebumps.
He fucked Chris into the mattress for a few more minutes, bringing himself to orgasm before his arms gave out. He pulled out of a pliant Chris and collapsed next to him.
“Did you?”
“Ugh,” Chris grunted. Zach took that as a yes, before closing his eyes and falling out.
12/25/10 - 12:13am
Zach woke up to the sound of someone moving around in his apartment. His heart jumped into his throat before he remembered that Chris was here and that he wasn’t being burglarized. He got off of the bed and made his way towards the noise.
Chris smiled as he approached, “Merry Christmas, babe.”
“Merry Christmas. If you didn’t already know, I’m very happy you’re here.”
“I’m glad I’m here, too.” Chris pulled Zach to him and kissed him.
Zach tasted a sweet tropical flavor on him. “Did you eat my coconut custard pie?”
Author: acacia_123
Giftee: zjofierose
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Pinto
Word Count: ~1900
Prompts: a lonely holiday turns not so lonely after all; mistletoe
Note: I packed these prompts together to create this little ditty. Hope you like!
12/23/2010
"Mom, I tried." Zach said. "But work has just gotten so hectic."
"Oh, Zach," his mom answered. "You work so hard."
"I promise, as soon as Angels in America is over, I'll come home for a week."
"You don't need to come here, you and Chris should go somewhere hot, with beaches."
"Maybe before Trek starts filming," Zach agreed. "But after a week in Pittsburgh, that's final"
"What is Chris doing for the holidays?"
"He's in LA, with his parents."
"Oh," he could hear her frowning through the phone.
"It's fine, Ma." Zach said. "I'll see if Chris can come with me to see you."
"Yes," his mom said. "I like that boy, he eats my food."
"I eat your food!"
"Yes, but with commentary on the amount of calories."
Zach laughed unable to argue what was obviously the truth. They talked for a bit more before hanging up.
It was then that he noticed the silence of his loft apartment. No Noah with his nails on the hardwood floor, no Harold with is scratching at the post and worst of all, no Chris padding barefoot around the apartment, no calling him over to share something he'd just read.
It was just silent . . .
12/24/10
Zach put away his groceries from Whole Foods and the personal sized coconut custard pie he'd picked up from the bakery by the train. This morning he'd been a bit down at had resolved to just order take out since he'd be alone but after a good cry he'd decided to go to the market and get the fixing for Spinach Alfredo. So what if it was just him, he could eat from that food all through Christmas, plus cooking would keep him from feeling too lonely.
He started cooking and even though he missed Chris he was glad he'd spoken to him this morning. It was what had changed his mind about cooking. Their phone conversations always left Zach in good spirits.
It had been seven months since they'd gotten together, officially. Zach had a little heart in his planner on the date in early May when they'd had the "talk" and became exclusive. Before that it had been pretty slow, Chris drunken confession during filming that he was bi but hadn't been with a guy since college. This was followed by a very heated make out session in JJ's closet at the wrap party's after-after party. They'd engaged in some heavy petting during the press tour but Zach hadn't wanted to push Chris.
It wasn't until Chris's first NY visit in April that they'd fucked for the first time. Chris had freaked a bit and flew back to LA before returning like a week later with flowers and asking if Zach would be his boyfriend. Zach had laughed and Chris had cursed but by the time Chris left to prepare for his next film, they had settled their feelings and were "together" together.
They spoke daily and the only other time they'd been face to face had been a quickie just before Comic-Con in San Diego and a hurried weekend in Pittsburgh where he'd introduced Chris and Mom. To say Zach missed Chris was an understatement. In the few times Chris had slept in his arms he'd become so necessary. They'd be together soon though. Chris had agreed to come home with him and after they were going to rent a house in Aruba when he was done in NY. Then he'd be back in LA and he'd see Chris all the time.
Zach had just sat to eat when his bell rang. Maybe it was one of his cast-mates taking pity on his lonely Christmas. When he opened the door he expected maybe . . . but no. He threw open the door and locked gaze with the bluest eyes he'd ever seen in real life.
"Chris?!?" The man pushed into the apartment and kissed Zach's slack lips before sniffing the air.
"You made the Alfredo?" Chris asked laughing. "Awesome, I'm starved! Surprise, by the way."
Zach stood shocked by the door as Chris strode into the loft, dropped his duffel by the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.
"Christopher!" Zach finally snapped out of his shock and followed his boyfriend to the kitchen where he was serving himself some food.
"I was going to just stay in LA with my folks but then your mom called me-"
"How does my mom have your number?"
"I gave it to her when we went to visit." Chris had made himself a plate and dug in standing by the counter. "Anyway she called me and I did a three-way with her and my mom." Chris made a face. "That didn't sound right. Well, we decided that with Katie and her family in town, I could be excused from the Pine Christmas Brunch, so you wouldn't be alone on Christmas."
"But we spoke this morning . . ."
"I was at my layover in Chicago."
"Oh my God, Chris." Zach said, before rushing the man and wrapping his arms tight around him. "I'm so glad your here."
"Me too, babe."
"God, I want you."
"Can I eat first? I really am hungry."
"Yeah," Zach moved away, but Chris pulled him back and kissed his lips and Zach could taste cheese sauce on his lips.
"Bring your plate over here."
Zach gathered his plate and Chris began forking them each some of the pasta in turn as Chris recounted his flight and exclamations of how cute Katie's baby was. Chris sat up on the counter, with Zach standing between his legs and his arms wrapped around Chris waist.
When they finished eating, they retired to the bed, though it was barely 5pm. They kissed slowly belying the urgency they each felt. Chris pulled Zach’s shirt off and nuzzled into the hair he found there. He moved from one nipple to the next sucking and teasing them in turn. This never failed to get Zach painfully hard as they were very sensitive.
Zach reached for Chris’s shirt and pulled it off of him quickly forcing Chris to release him briefly. Once the shirt was off, Chris dove for Zach’s lips, sealing them again. Zach rolled Chris under him and reached for the button on his jeans. Chris pulled away and started laughing.
“What’s so funny?” Zach teased.
“Nothing, just . . . nothing,” but Chris kept laughing. “Please continue.”
Zach opened Chris jeans all the way and that’s when he saw it.
“Seriously, Christopher?” Zach was laughing too. “Mistletoe underwear?” Chris was wearing a pair of white briefs with a small applique mistletoe over his cock.
“It seemed like a good idea this morning . . .”
“I suppose now you expect me to . . .”
“Hell, yeah. I flew across the country for this!”
Zach just laughed and made to pull the briefs down but Chris stopped him.
“Umm . . . there’s another one,” Chris mumbled.
“Another what?”
“Mistletoe,” Chris answered not looking Zach in the eye.
“Where?” Zach asked incredulously, pulling Chris’s jeans down and off. He looked but couldn’t find it.
Chris sat up and rolled over onto his stomach exposing his backside encased in the white briefs with another mistletoe right above his. . .
“Oh,” Zach sighed. “Are you sure? You’ve never let me before.”
“I know, but what do you give a man who has everything? I figured I could give you my ass, to do with what you will.”
Zach’s eyes flew up to Chris’s, “Anything?” Zach asked because Chris had yet to bottom for him. Chris had proclaimed himself a exclusive top. Luckily Zach was more vers and so this hadn’t been an issue. He loved bottoming and topping but Chris hadn’t let him near his ass yet. Which should be a crime because Chris had the best ass.
“Yeah,” Chris said. He positioned Chris up on his knees and forearms after dragging the briefs down. He ran his hands up and down Chris’s flanks and down his ass and thighs. He spreads Chris’s cheeks teasing himself with the sight.
‘You just gonna stare, Quinto?”
“Just savoring the moment here . . .” Zach leaned down to kiss the small of Chris’s back and each cheek nibbling and biting as he went. He avoided Chris hole and leaned down to lick at his sack. Chris moaned at the teasing nature of Zach’s tongue.
Zach reached between Chris’s’ legs and pulled his hard cock back so it was pointing towards him and sucked at the head and flicked his tongue in the slit. Chris continued to moan, now adding groans and “Guhs” to the noises he made. Finally Zach licked a stripe up the underside of Chris’s cock, over his balls and perineum and up the length of his crack.
“Holy shit!”
Chris exclaimed and Zach too that as encouragement so he swiped his tongue again over Chris’s hole and continued to tease and lick and push in lightly. Zach was sure he never heard these particular noises from Chris but he reveled in each one.
“Fuck me, please. Zach!”
He could never say no to Chris so he reached into the nightstand for lube and a condom. He slicked up his fingers and open Chris up one finger at a time. He curled his fingers rubbing Chris’s prostate and the man shook and shuddered.
When Zach deemed Chris open enough, he rolled the condom on and placed his cock at Chris’s opening. Luckily Zach had done a good job of prepping him and despite how tight it was, Zach slid in to the hilt. Still flush against Chris, Zach maneuvered a pillow under Chris’s hips and pushed him down flat to the bed.
Zach loved this position cause it allowed him the greatest leverage to penetrate deep plus it had the added benefit of domination over his partner. Chris was clutching a pillow and gasping with each thrust, beyond words at this point. Zach new he was slamming his prostate with each pump because Chris entire body was covered in goosebumps.
He fucked Chris into the mattress for a few more minutes, bringing himself to orgasm before his arms gave out. He pulled out of a pliant Chris and collapsed next to him.
“Did you?”
“Ugh,” Chris grunted. Zach took that as a yes, before closing his eyes and falling out.
12/25/10 - 12:13am
Zach woke up to the sound of someone moving around in his apartment. His heart jumped into his throat before he remembered that Chris was here and that he wasn’t being burglarized. He got off of the bed and made his way towards the noise.
Chris smiled as he approached, “Merry Christmas, babe.”
“Merry Christmas. If you didn’t already know, I’m very happy you’re here.”
“I’m glad I’m here, too.” Chris pulled Zach to him and kissed him.
Zach tasted a sweet tropical flavor on him. “Did you eat my coconut custard pie?”