Drabble: CrissColfer, One Hit, and It's Over
Title: One Hit, and It's Over
Pairing: CrissColfer
Rating: K+
Word count: ~1000 Kinks/Warnings/Don't get mad at me for: None
Summary: Darren has never done a proper tequila shot. Chris deems this unacceptable. A drabble written for the prompt "Tequila" for "A Part of Something Special" on tumblr.
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"What do you mean you've never done a proper tequila shot?" Chris asked in disbelief.
Darren shrugged. "I don't know…I'm not really into shots, you know?"
Chris put a hand in front of him, as if that would stop the feelings he was having right now. "Just…no. You and I are going out tonight and we are doing a tequila shot. Then you can go back to drinking whatever gentlemanly things you want."
"Eh…I don't know. Mia might get jealous if I go out with you?" Darren tried.
Chris rolled his eyes. "Nice try. I'm gay if you don't remember. We'll go to a gay bar. Then no one who you'd even be tempted to go home with will hit on you."
Darren smacked his palm across his face. "The last time I went to a gay bar…I mean, really, everyone hit on me. I'm totally cool with myself, I get that I'm a good looking guy but...so much attention, you know?"
"You're an attention whore-that shouldn't be a problem for you," Chris teased. He stopped at the look on Darren's face and sighed. "Fine, I'll pretend to be your bitchy jealous boyfriend, give them all a bitch face even Kurt would be proud of and they'll all leave you alone."
"You're not going to give up unless I say yes, are you?" Darren said, resigned to his fate.
Chris grinned. "Now you're getting the hang of things."
Then their break was over. Darren took the bouquet of yellow and red roses from the prop assistant and they took their places.
Hours later, Darren wondered why in the hell he had agreed to this. He was exhausted. They'd been filming nonstop-there had been so many Kurt/Blaine scenes lately, and he was beginning to respect Chris even more than he had before-that boy never stopped going.
The bass thrummed through his body as he sipped on his beer, watching Chris's drink while he waited for him to come back from the bathroom.
Chris pushed his way through the crowd, his eyes bright and shining. "Ready?"
"I guess," Darren said.
"Your enthusiasm is infectious," Chris said dryly.
Chris ordered their shots, and hummed excitedly while the bartender poured the tequila and set out a plate of salt and lime for them.
"Okay," Chris said. "Give me your hand."
Darren did, stiffening in surprise when Chris brought it to his mouth and licked between the thumb and index finger. Chris didn't seem fazed by it, so Darren ignored the strange pulling sensation in his stomach. Chris brought Darren's hand down to the plate, rolling it in the salt briefly.
"Alright, I'll show you what to do, then you can do yours, and then you can say you've properly lived."
Darren rolled his eyes.
Chris raised Darren's hand to his lips and sucked all the salt off of it. Darren shivered.
Oh wow. Darren felt awkward flutters of arousal building in his belly and was relieved that the contact didn't last long. Chris knocked back the shot and then sucked the lime into his mouth.
"Mmm" he moaned, licking his lips. Darren tried not to follow the motion of his tongue, and failed. "That was delicious. Now it's your turn."
Eyes blazing, he grabbed Chris's hand, and licked the same place. He rolled the wet skin in the salt, looked into Chris's eyes as he licked it away, took his shot and bit down into the lime.
Okay, he could see what the fuss was about. It was delicious and lovely, and Chris was staring at him, face flushed.
"So now you've done it," he said huskily.
"Guess I have," Darren replied, swallowing heavily.
They stared at each other, each of them wondering if they should say anything.
"Okay," Darren whispered, leaning in so Chris could hear him. "That was…I mean, I'm totally straight but…that was kind of hot."
"And you're my friend but…yeah. That was unexpectedly hot."
Somehow they were really, really close together and they'd kissed so many times before that it only seemed natural to do it now, even though they weren't surrounded by lights and wearing their characters.
Chris leaned in and tilted his head and so did Darren. Their lips met cautiously. Darren leaned forward instinctively, licking along the bottom of Chris's lips, tasting the salt there. Chris moaned as he sucked Darren's bottom lip into his mouth. He tasted tequila and lime and Darren and it was delicious.
They broke apart, staring at each other, faces flushed.
"So…that was fun," Chris said after a moment.
"Yeah, it was," Darren said sheepishly, ducking his head and scratching the back of his neck.
"Yeah. Well. We've done that. So…this never happened?"
Darren laughed, and nodded. "Yeah. Definitely not."
"I think I need another shot of tequila," Chris said, signaling the bartender. "You want one?"
Darren licked his lips and tasted Chris on them. "Yes."