Yes, I know this is super short, but I might add a part two with more sexy time in it. Enjoy!
Warning: If you don't like slash or RPF don't read.
Pairings: Cory/Chris
Cory collapsed back onto the bed next to an equally exhausted Chris after spending a quiet evening worshiping each other's bodies. He scooped the smaller man in a spooning position and took comfort in the warmth.
"It's really hot when you suck on my fingers."
Chris twisted his neck to peer up at Cory with shock registering plain on his face. "You like it when I suck on your fingers?" He repeated.
The actors found that when they caught each other in the spur of the moment, neither one enjoyed breaking apart to fumble around for lube. Instead, Chris quickly discovered that spit was God's gift to them.
"Mmm, babe, feels so good," Cory mumbled when Chris twirled his tongue around his forefinger. Within no time, Cory scooped Chris up for a second round.
Thursday night after a tough interview, Cory came back to his apartment to find Chris dressed in one of his Canucks jersey and the playoffs already playing on television.
"You're the best," Cory said picked Chris up in a soft embrace. Halfway through the game, Chris absentmindedly toyed with Cory's hand.
Cory moaned which made Chris jerk.
"What are you up to, babe?" Chris realized that in his drone-like state that he had in fact wrapped Cory's pinky in his mouth.
"Nothing," the younger grinned lazily, Cory gave him a smirk before returning his attention to the game.
On day after filming, Heather bounced over to the couple. "Hey, you boys better be coming over later. We're going to watch Ryan's interview together!"
Chris agreed quickly.
"Chris," Cory whined, "tonight was supposed to be our night."
"We are not going to ignore our friends and co-workers just because we are fucking," he said in a harsh whisper which resulted in a childish pout on Cory's account.
Later that night, Chris sat cheerfully on Cory's lap, and Cory wrapped arms around him protectively in the darkness of the room. The interview didn't entertain Cory while the young man was residing in his lap. He brushed his fingers along the long column of Chris' neck, then cheek, and then he felt the warmth of Chris' mouth on his forefinger. When he looked down at him, Chris seemed oblivious as to what he was doing.
Cory nuzzled his nose in the crock of Chris neck and bit his lip to keep from moaning. He buck his hips lightly just enough to receive some luscious friction, but not enough to jostle Chris.
"What the fuck are you guys doing?" Everyone turned toward the two after Mark spoke.
"I'm teasing Cory, what does it look like I'm doing?" Chris detached himself from the digits moist in his mouth.
"You knew the entire time?"
"Duh," Chris laughed along with the others in the room while Cory flushed red and ushered Chris out of the room in front of him to hide his protruding erection.
"Chris, you better have an awesome-
Chris cut him off with a steamy kiss before pushing him to the wall dropping to his knees and continuing to take care of Cory in the same bobbing motion he used on Cory's fingers.
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