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Chapter 3 – Criss, Criss and Chris...Chris cubed?
(CPOV)
Darren and Chuck had decided to take me this very rustic but popular steakhouse because they said it was well known for its microbrewery. Leave it to the Criss brothers to know where to go to get good beer in any city. Darren had assured me that this place was fairly small and out of the way so we should be able to have lunch in peace and not be bombarded by fans. I was honestly worried because most fans knew it was my birthday today, and as much as I loved my sweet loyal fans, I didn't want my birthday ruined by any crazed weirdos. I know it sounds odd, and maybe even a little conceited, but there were sometimes when I wished I wasn't as famous as I was...sometimes I just craved normalcy.
Once we got into the restaurant, which was much nicer than I expected , Chuck ordered drinks for us saying he wanted to test some of the much talked about cream ale. I succumbed to try anything once and I was legal to order it for myself for once! After receiving our drinks we took some time to chat before ordering and fell into an amicable conversation about anything that popped into our heads...it was very relaxing being around Chuck, something I was learning as another family trait.
Maybe it was the Criss family gene or something or maybe it was just seeing Darren light up and be more animate around him that had me comfortable.
"So Chris let me ask you something, and Darren I will ask you to shut it now...I'm talking to Chris so don't interrupt. Does Dar treat you well? I mean I know he's like a giant child most of the time but he takes care of you right?"
Darren nearly spit up his beer. "Chuck what the fuck man? I mean seriously.."
"Dude I said shut it...I want an honest answer from Chris. Behave and let him answer." Darren opened his mouth to speak again but closed it quickly before turning on the most pathetic pout and grumbling something that I though sounded like, "I DO treat him well...bastard."
I was a little flummoxed by this so I just nodded and said, "yes he really does." I couldn't lie...Hell I hadn't been really happy until I met Darren; and now that we have been together for quite a while now I could say that things were only getting better.
"Good, just making sure Dar is living up to the family and taking care of people he loves... Now I am only going to say this once and then we are done with the serious talk. Chris if you hurt my little brother...there will be a whole world of hurt headed your direction understand?"
Whoa serious Chuck is kinda scary? I understood it though, I was after all VERY protective of Hannah so I could understand where he was coming from.
"Understood. But I really don't think I could ever intentionally hurt Darren. It would probably kill me, I love him too much."
Even thinking about any scenario where Darren would be upset because of me made me shiver and want to cry. Hell even thinking about Darren sad at all never mind if it was my doing was painful. Darren was such a happy soul with a smile that literally made everyone around him feel better, the world needed that kind of optimism and warmth.
I thought back briefly on the arguments we'd had over the leaked photos, and the squabbles over the public still having reservations about our relationship and it made me frown internally and externally at the same time. I know that fights will happen in any relationship but I never wanted to hurt Darren and I tried to convey this to his obviously very caring brother without having to say more than I had to.
"I would do anything for him Chuck...end of story." Chuck smiled and produced something that was freakishly close to Darren's dapper grin that made me relax knowing that I gave the right answer.
"Fair enough. Accepted...now what should we talk about?"
Just like that the subject was thrown out the window. Chuck started going on and on about Freelance Whales and the places that they were touring. I listened intently, Chuck was a really good storyteller, even better than Darren who was legendary for his over enthusiastic re-tellings of any number of events.
I chanced glances at Darren throughout Chuck's story and I noticed that since my confession, a small smile had graced his lips but he had grown overly quiet.
Then a phone rang.
"Sorry guys I gotta take this, excuse me." Chuck wandered off and I could hear a happy greeting from the other Criss brother as he spoke into his cell. Darren just nodded and continued to smile as he looked over his menu for the twentieth time.
"D..why are you so quiet? And what's with the goofy grin?" I had decided what I wanted so I put down my menu when I said this and reached over and grabbed his hand. His smile got even bigger as he looked at me over the rim of his own menu, squeezing my hand in return.
"I'm not trying to be quiet babe. Just listening. Seeing you and Chuck so relaxed around one another just makes me happy I guess. The smile...well as I said I'm just happy, it's my awesome boyfriend's birthday, I'm out for dinner with him and my brother who I haven't seen in ages and I just found out that you really love me as much as I thought you did. I'm...really happy honey...that's all."
I brought our joined hands to my mouth and kissed each of his knuckles lightly. Once I pulled his hand away from my mouth I rested my cheek on our joined hands, relishing in the warmth that seemed to radiate from both of us.
Darren had this odd but almost giddy expression on his face, " I love you Chris I hope you know that."
"I do." Darren just smiled but we said no more, we were just content staring into one anothers eyes completely oblivious to Chuck returning to his seat. It still amazed me to this day that we could sit in relative silence, even in a public place and just revel in each others company totally content.
"Ok you guys stop it. You're gonna make me sick..its like stupid cute...I'll get you back to the hotel with more than enough time to go at it like rabbits ok?"
"CHUCK!" Darren had let go of my hand and punched his brother in the shoulder playfully which started a giggling miniature wrestling match at the table.
"Guys...GUYS quit it, what are you 5?"
"Nope 8!" This was Chuck's response as he flicked Darren in the side of the head, "Dar's maybe 6 if he's lucky!"
"Pff whatever bro..I'm sooo the mature one here."
"Yeah says the guy who loves Disney more than average child., who has his own custom Harry Potter costume, and who has a strange love for anything hot pink...yeah real mature there Dar." He punctuated each point with flick t his brother's temple making Darren giggle and look annoyed at the same time.
Darren pretended to look hurt but he was laughing and nodding affirmatively along with his brother because he knew as well as I did that it was all true.
My mind wandered to this past Christmas when I was confronted with Dar's obsession for pink...seeing his fuchsia bed sheets in his room at his parents. I thought back on the first few weeks Dar lived with me and we would have movie marathons., ironically most of the time it did indulge in our mutual love for Disney flicks and when in doubt... Harry Potter
Then my mind went south thinking about the first time Darren showed me his Hogwarts robes. We had a lot of fun that night if I remember correctly role playing. Darren the clueless Griffyndor and me the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. That was the night I found out about Darren's little teacher kink, but that wasn't a story for anywhere except our own bedroom. It was also definitely not a thought to be thinking about when I was sitting with my boyfriends brother, because explaining my arousal would be awkward at best.
"Chris...you in there somewhere man...where'd you go?"
"Yeah yeah...ahem...sorry what were you saying?" I was a little red in the face and devilish grin on Dar's face was unmistakable...he knew where my mind went.
"Ha ok Chris I was asking if you wanted to hear about some of the more interesting escapades that Dar got into in high school and college?".
I perked up, giving Chuck my full attention, before nodding gratefully for the juicy story offering. Darren groaned, "God I'm so dead."
"Not yet little brother...not yet..now there was this one time..."
I don't think that I had ever had a more pleasant meal with two people in a long time...especially when one of those people was someone I had only met that day.
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(DPOV)
The early dinner with Chuck had gone well...very well I should say. I always knew that my brother and Chris would get along and I hadn't planned on them meeting this way but it was a welcome surprise indeed. Thankfully Chuck had been kind and left some of the more interesting stories that he was privy to out of today's conversation and mostly talked about our childhood growing up in San Fran. I would have to watch myself when I introduced him to Joey and the rest of my college friends because they held onto most of my more interesting adventure stories which would leave me beet red with embarrassment.
After leaving the restaurant, and him driving us back to the hotel, Chuck excused himself saying he had to go prepare for tonight's show, saying he was ultimately sorry that he couldn't come see ours tonight...not that he could get tickets for lack of trying. Part of me was sad because I wanted to show him how much Glee had changed me as a performer...and to show him how beautiful Chris was in performance mode. Chris literally stole the show whenever he was on stage and part of me was proud and jealous of the man that I loved every time I witnessed that. One day I will get Chuck out to see that...one day.
We hugged goodbye and I relished in the embrace of my older brother not really knowing when I would actually have enough free time this summer to see him again. Chris hugged Chuck too which surprised me but it seemed that both were comfortable with the exchange and it put a huge smile on my face...one that had pretty much been there the entire afternoon.
"Take care of him Chris. Keep him out of trouble." Chuck playfully warned Chris as I rolled my eyes at my brother's protectiveness, secretly loving that he cared so much.
"That's a full time job Chuck...but I will."
We both hugged again, before Chuck smacked me on the back of the head, "Next time let's not leave it so long between visits k?"
"Okay...text me. Have a great show."
"You too. Both of you..bye." He climbed back in his car and took off.
It was only for a millisecond but I felt sad knowing my brother was gone yet again. We got along as kids but we drifted when we were teenagers, Chuck being older than me got annoyed by his hyperactive younger brother. It wasn't until we were both truly young adults where we both seemed to be happy and comfortable in each others company again. Mom always said that we were buddies when we were younger and that one day we'd be friends. I never knew what she meant by that but now seeing him and I grown up I can understand the analogy...our relationship just matured and we were thankful for one another now. I missed him more than I had originally thought.
Chris seemed to pick up on my fraction of sadness as he looped his hand in mine, "You'll see him soon. I'll make sure of it." Chris always had this uncanny ability to sense what was wrong with me just be reading my body language.
"Thanks baby. Let's go upstairs hmm?" Chris smiled but raised his eyebrow in mock consideration
"If I do, will my virtue me safe?" I love you Chris, you sarcastic ass.
"Um I think I shattered your virtue sweetie...long ago...not to mention this morning." Chris tried to keep a serious face but burst out laughing despite himself.
"True...I'm not complaining baby but we really don't have time for anything." Chris turned with me and headed towards the elevator as he checked his watch.
I glanced at mine, seeing now that time had seemingly gotten away from us at our early dinner. We were due at the theatre in an hour and I still needed to confirm everything with Karyn.
We stepped into the empty elevator, pressing 11 as we did, and I lightly pushed Chris back against the wall. I leaned into him and placed a chaste kiss to his neck, tasting the sweet saltiness that was Chris.
"I can be quick." I licked up to the shell of his ear and I felt his breath hitch as he grabbed both of my hips simultaneously.
"Mmmm Dar...I don't know...we really don't have time.."
I growled into his neck before biting down a little rougher than intended.
"Well if you didn't look and taste so fucking fantastic we wouldn't be having this discussion..."
A noise between a groan and a growl escaped Chris' lips as he reached up with one hand and grasped my hair tightly before bringing our lips and hips together.
"Fuck Dar...you just...you really know how to push my buttons don't you?"
I kissed and nipped down his jawline very very slowly feeling Chris turn into a puddle against me.
"Give me time and I will push all of your buttons." He moaned again throwing his head back against the wall with a thud as the elevator dinged and the doors opened.
I pulled him down the hall in a hurry, neither of us saying anything as I all but dragged him to our hotel room door. I reached with my other hand to swipe the key card and Chris pulled himself flush behind me and I could feel his hardened length against me.
"Dar...please open the damn door before I die out here..." The hot breath on my neck and his warm body against my back was making me start to lose my focus. After swiping the card for like four or five times Chris' insistence was reaching a new height. He grabbed the card from me and swiped it once, the click and affirming green light allowed us access as we stumbled into the room still holding each other close.
Once the door was closed I shifted spots with him and pushed him against the door and attacked his lips which were deliciously swollen already.
"Fuck Dar...we...oh god...we have to hurry...fuck!" I ground against him punctuating each of his words with a flourished thrust. I pulled my shirt over my head before doing the same to him. I knew we were short on time and I knew that this was going to be cutting it close but god I needed...well to fuck my boyfriend stupid right now was that too much to ask?
Chris was past the point of arguing the fact and if the neediness in his breathing as he reached to undo my pants were any indication I could tell this was going to be hot and messy. Our mouths never separated as my tongue glided intently with his as we basically continued to dry fuck against the door.
"Pants...Dar...take them the fuck off now!"
I really shouldn't have been so turned on my Chris' bitchy vulgarity but I was; painfully so. We had given up on breathing, never wanting our mouths to separate as we yanked at each others pants and boxers off in unison.
Once our clothes were shed I wrapped my arms around his torso and lifted. This was a move we had perfected with much practise. He wrapped his arms and legs around my mid-rift as I carried him away from the door. The closeness of our bodies and our cocks flush and firm against one another was a feeling that despite this practise never ceased to weaken my knees.
"Shower?" I asked in-between the bites and harsh kisses that Chris was placing down my collarbone and shoulder.
"Shower...fuck D I want you so bad." I basically pushed the door open with more force than necessary, the thud it created caused Chris to squeak at my forcefulness. I placed him down in front of the shower stall and before I could blink he was over turning the water on. I could feel my pupils darkening even more as he bent over to adjust the temperature, feeling all the remaining heat in my body move south. I reached into the bag on the bathroom sink and fished around for a second before coming across one of the many bottles of lube we had scattered around the suite. Hey what can I say...I wanted to be prepared for just such an occasion.
I sauntered back over to him and grabbed him around the waist turning him rather harshly so he was facing me. His usual azure eyes were still sparkling as they always did but they were laced with pure want and god I needed to give everything I had. He stepped back into the shower pulling me in by my wrist until I was completely flush against him.
"Nnnngh Darren please..." I looked down at his swollen and purpling member and I could see it weeping with precum already. I kissed him quickly but passionately as he raised both of his hands to my hair, tugging it away from his mouth and pushing me to my knees without saying a word. Chris was a occasional dominant top but I loved it when he was the pushy bottom. I loved that he controlled me like this even as I topped...these were our favourite rolls.
My knees hit the hard tub as I was brought face to face with his throbbing cock. Still holding the lube in my hand I leaned forward and engulfed him in my mouth, not bothering to take the time to even tease him.
"Uugh Dar! I love your mouth." He kept his hands in my hair as I allowed him to guide himself in and out of my mouth as I lubed my fingers and tempted and teased his ass with them. The noises and moans that Chris produced always surprised me and even excited me more as I breached my fingers through his hole, already starting with two. He thrashed against the intrusion and bucked his hips into my mouth, pushing deeper down my throat. I sped up my fingers, willing myself to speed up the stretching because I wanted to just bury myself in Chris now if not sooner.
I inserted the third finger quickly feeling his muscles relax around me as he continued to bob my head around him for me. I was completely under his control in one area while I held on the control over the other and the mix of pleasures was blinding.
Before he could warn me Chris' stomach clenched as I flicked my index finger finding his prostate and he literally screamed, "FUCK DAR!"
He came in my mouth with so much force that I almost choked. He pulled out of my mouth immediately and reached down and stroked himself through his own orgasm, spilling his remainder on my face. I stayed knelt in front of him, pulling my fingers out of him watching as his cum covered my chin and mouth. This was new.
The look on Chris' face was something between sheer orgasmic bliss and something else...something almost feral. He released his now sensitive dick and looked down at me, the water from the shower still brushing our sides as the stall filled with steam. He pulled me up, a little unsteady on his own legs, but with enough forcefulness that I could've sworn was impossible.
He leaned forward and licked lightly at my chin, cleaning some of himself off my face. Oh my god that's hot. Chris licked and sucked the remainder off my face as I stared in wonder of the incredibly sexy man in front of me.
I couldn't take it any longer. I drove into him drinking in the taste of Chris' mouth, his tongue and his cum.
"Fuck baby...do you know how hot you are?"
Chris groaned as I bit down on his neck leaving an angry looking mark that he would chastise me for later.
"Darren stop talking and fuck me already?" he panted. Not being needed to be asked twice I turned him around and bent him over slightly so that the water was cascading down his back and his hands were bracing against the wall in front of him.
"You want me baby?" I rubbed up his spine as I lined myself up, stroking his back lovingly but with enough force to keep him bent over for me.
"God yes...fuck me now Dar pleee...Ah Fuck!" I buried myself to the hilt, not bothering with any more lube, nor stilling to allow him to adjust. I pulled out again feeling the delicious drag down my cock before slamming back into him pushing him a little more forward than before.
"Aaahhh D right there!" I looked down and saw that Chris was pretty much hard again and I smiled fiendishly that I could do this to him.
"What baby?...right...THERE?" I pushed into him roughly at the same angle and Chris nearly fell over from the stimulation. His breath was short just as mine was as I continually hit the same spot over and over again. He dropped one of his hands from the wall to brace it on his knee and I could feel his body losing its fight with gravity, so I stilled my movements as I stopped deep within him.
Chris was breathing so heavily as he tried to speak, " Dar...what the...fuck...move dammit!" I just chuckled but stayed still even as he tried to move back against me, trying to fuck himself on my dick. I wanted to try something. I flexed my body ever so slightly, feeling my cock twitch inside him. The movement was small but the effect was instantaneous. The light brush of the tip of my cock over his prostate had him writhing against my ever tightening grip. I pulled him so that he was standing almost completely straight, flush against my chest as I flexed again.
Chris was groaning obscenely as he tried to wiggle out of grasp craving for more friction as I saw his cock leaking again.
"Dar please...fuck!" I repeated my motions, flexing but barely moving,as I bit down on his neck as I held his hips still. He tried to reach down and grab his own cock again but I reached out and grabbed it pulling it back to my chest holding it like a vice.
"You are going to come from this alone Chris...do you understand?" Chris moaned loudly as I flexed again but he said nothing.
"Do. You. Understand?" I flexed on each word, using all my resolve to not come as I felt his walls started to clench around me. Chris was panting utterly lost in his own sensations but manage a weak "yes".
I bit down on my already harsh looking hickey, "What was that Chris... I couldn't hear you?"
I surprised him by thrusting in this position which was very difficult, and that was it for him. He came all over himself and the shower floor.
"Fuck fuck Dar oh god...aahh...fuuuccckk!" He was clenching so hard I had to hold my breath not to follow him over the edge. I wasn't done with him yet.
I stayed unmoving for what had to be a good five minutes, as I felt him settle and literally turn to jelly. His hands were limp against his chest where I held them and his weight was becoming more noticeable as I had to start holding him up. He leaned his head back against my shoulder and if it weren't for his still very erratic breathing I could have sworn he blacked out.
"Dar..." the sound of his voice reawakened the desire and reminder that I was buried in him and on instinct I thrust gently. Chris all but screamed at the over sensation he had to be feeling but his voice betrayed him as nothing came out.
"Baby...are you ok?" Chris laughed breathlessly as he leaned forward on his own accord and braced himself against the wall again.
"God yes I'm fucking fantastic Dar...I just can't...fuck I can't seem to hold m-myself up." I groaned at the movement and realized that the lack of movement before had seriously neglected my own cock. I pushed again inside him experimentally and Chris tightened and moaned at the movement but almost fell forward. I reached over and grabbed both of his elbows, pulling him tighter into me as he rested his hands on his knees.
"Oh god Chris...you feel so good."
"Hold onto me please...shit... just fuck me Dar. My body is yours...just..." His voice trail off with a sense of exhaustion and desperation. I felt my head swim at the admission and I was so turned on that I thought I may die if I didn't get myself off at this point.
I pulled out and slammed in again as I held Chris in place at his elbows. This new spin on a familiar angle was doing crazy things to me and apparently to Chris because with each new thrust Chris' moans got louder again. I fell into a steady rhythm using more force with each movement as I fazed in and out of the moment. It was like I was a seasoned runner in a marathon...keeping pace instead of sprinting to the finish line. I tried to control my breathing...remembering what I had tried to teach myself about prolonging my climax. Time be damned...I wanted to fuck Chris for as long as possible and if the noises he was making were any indication then he was on board with my train of thought.
We were both pruned and the steam was overwhelming in the bathroom now because I wasn't really sure of anything never mind how much time I stayed there slamming into my boyfriend. His ass was pink from the constant force and the water falling down his back left red marks from the heat in their wake.
I was getting close and I didn't think I could hold off any longer. The feel of Chris around me and the closeness of our bodies was getting to be too much. I was all but holding his entire body weight up including my own and it was becoming more and more difficult to sustain.
On a whim I let go of one of his elbows hoping that he would be able to stay upright, and when he did I snaked my hand around to test my theory...yep Chris was hard for the third time and I couldn't contain the smile on my face.
I reached over and grabbed his dick and began pumping it in time with my thrusts.
"Fuck Dar...oh god oh god GOD!..." My thrusts turned spasmodic and I jerked him off feverishly, even faster than I was thrusting.
"You're gonna come for me again Chris...I'm not letting go until you do."
With a mumbled cry that's exactly what he did. He clenched down on my cock for the second time tonight and the third time in total as he whimpered against my thrusts. That was all it took...I let go. I had been holding it for so long that I choked out a pleasurable sob against his back as I came deep inside him. I shook from the force of my orgasm as I all but collapsed on my panting boyfriend, who was already having trouble standing and my extra weight wasn't helping.
I pulled out of him and looked down at his abused hole and sighed. I hope he can walk after that.
I pulled Chris to me after turning him around in my arms bracing myself against the opposite wall.
"I love you Chris." He kissed me very lazily through hazy eyes, "I love you too Dar."
We turned off the shower and helped dry each other off in silence. Tenderly we dried our sensitive bodies, kissing each other frequently on the lips between pats. Once were we dry I gently led him towards the bedroom and settled down beside him, wrapping my arms lightly around his torso as I did.
"Hmmm Happy Birthday Chris."
Chris snickered in his throat, "Thanks...ha ha seriously where did you learn that kind of control...or that particular...uh technique from?"
I must have turned red because he turned to face me in our embrace.
"Uh well the technique as it were was something I read somewhere online...and the stamina thing...well aside from the fact that we seem to have copious quantities of sex..I've also been trying to focus outwardly on my breathing..guess its a tantric thing."
"You've been practicing tantra? Why Is that insanely hot?" I laughed at him and placed a small kiss to his nose.
"It's hot because I just had you squirming and coming like 3 times because of my 'research'...that's why."
He hummed in response and snuggled closer, "I'm glad you got me a sex god for my birthday."
I laughed because anything I said then would have just been self serving. I was just glad that I could make him feel so good...the 3 times thing was just for my own personal record. As we drifted off smiling I forgot where we were and just allowed sleep to take us, but I felt like I was forgetting something.
Stupid post-coital brain...meh I'll think about it later.
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Why was I hearing Bruce Springsteen in my head? Hey don't get me wrong I loved the boss but...THE BOSS! Shit that was my phone...RYAN!
I jumped out of bed shaking Chris as I did when I found my phone on the ground beside my earlier discarded pants...Ryan (The Boss) calling...shit!
"Hello?" I grabbed my underwear as I saw Chris sitting up confused and looking a little sore and debauched...he looked beautiful.
"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE AT THE CENTRE A HALF HOUR AGO! THE STAGE HANDS AND ZAC ARE LOOSING THEIR SHIT!"
"Fuck I'm sorry Ryan we over slept...we'll be over in a few minutes."
"DAMMIT DAR I'M NOT EVEN ON TOUR WITH YOU GUYS AND I'M GETTING CALLS LEFT, RIGHT AND CENTRE ABOUT MY KIDS BEING M.I.A...dammit guys."
"We're so sorry...we're on our way, we just have to get to the car."
"NO need. I sent a car its waiting downstairs..get down there NOW!"
"Ok ok we're going. Sorry again." Ryan sighed on the other end of the phone and his tone changed.
"Look I get it Dar but can you keep your hands off Chris long enough to get you AND him to the show on time? I mean we've got this whole surprise for him tonight too. Karyn's been losing her wig over not hearing from you."
Shit. Chris' family.
"Fuck."
"Now now watch your mouth young man...I talked to her..its all settled. I'll meet you after the show alright?"I exhaled the breath I was holding feeling a wave of relief wash over me.
"Thank you...thank you so much." I was gonna kiss that man the next time I saw him.
"Besides...you still have some time to get there..I just don't want two of my boys looking like sex fanatics on stage ok?" I laughed at the change in pace this conversation was going.
"Ok thanks boss. I'll talk to you soon...and thanks again."
"Yeah yeah kid...get some clothes on yourselves. Bye."
He hung up and I looked around the room, for some reason thinking that Mr. Murphy somehow had cameras everywhere and knew what was going on at all times.
I took that opportunity to look over at Chris who was already almost dressed and looking mostly presentable.
"We're dead aren't we Dar ?...Come on gets some pants on!" There's that pushy bottom I know.
"No we're not dead...not yet but you're right...let's get moving."
I dressed in record time, throwing on whatever I was wearing earlier as I grabbed my bag and hotel card and ran out the door. We ran through the hotel, getting puzzled looks from people in the lobby before spotting the limo and diving in.
Only once we got in did we look at each other. Our breathing was ragged yet again and our clothes looked a little worse for the wear. Chris' neck was peppered with little bruises from earlier and my hair had taken on its own time zone it was so poofy.
We burst out laughing at the predicament we had gotten ourselves into. I kissed him sweetly as we pulled into the Honda Centre, "So much for me making it quick huh?"
He laughed at me as he reciprocated the kiss, "Yeah ooops. Ha! You better hope that I can still pull of Single Ladies tonight with my ass being this sore!"
I pulled him out of the car saying, "Ha ya...oooops." We stepped back into the warm spring air only to hear an angry voice of the lead stage hand, "Christopher! Darren! Get your butts in here...double time let's go!"
Time was really not on our side tonight.
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(CPOV)
I had asked everyone that day to not send me birthday texts or calls because I wanted the day with Darren and hell...they would see me that night. I was shocked to not hear from my parents or Hannah though. Maybe they thought I was too busy, I decided that I'd call them after the show.
We had both made our way through wardrobe and some lengthy make up on my part before we were presentable.
Everyone was relentless in making fun of our appearance when we got there. There were giggles and approving slaps on the back from almost everyone. Amber and Di were teasing me and Mark and Chord were over congratulating Darren on my slight limp.
Not funny guys.
Thankfully we had to start, so the teasing was kept to a minimum; but they warned me that tonight they were taking me out and I would need to spill all the details.
The performance went well as always...Heather was the only one to make a birthday comment during the show during the Klaine skit.
The only time I felt out of sorts was trying to grind during Single Ladies. As expected my body reminded me of today's previous activities but I tried to reign in my thoughts because a boner wasn't very professional even if I was grinding obscenely on stage.
Darren seemed overly nervous during most of the night...especially when we started the final number of the evening. Amber was belting out the final notes to 'Somebody To Love' and the crowd went nuts as usual. We took our bows and received the love from the crowd when I heard a familiar voice over the mic.
"Ok everyone I hope you liked the show!" Darren stopped and let the crowd play to his every word. Such a scene stealer.
"Well as you all probably know its our man Chris' 21st birthday...soooo." He walked over to me and grabbed my hand on stage...in front of thousands of people, "I thought it would be nice for all of us...and that means you too...to sing Happy Birthday to him!"
Oh god Darren no! NO! I hated being the centre of attention like this.
I think I changed to every shade of red as Darren, the herd and thousands of people said happy birthday to me. It was a very sweet gesture and if I didn't love him so much I would've killed him for it.
After the song I bowed and thanked everyone before getting picked up by Mark and Chord and carried off stage giggling.
"Now the party start's baby!" Mark chanted at me as he set me down back stage.
"Ok ok relax babe." Everyone else attacked me with hugs as we made our way backstage to get changed but I couldn't find Darren anywhere. I guess he went ahead without me.
After changing into clean and much more comfortable clothes that were picked our for me by one Amber Riley, I met up with Mark to walk down to the car that would take us out for the evening. Something was up...I could tell. Even if Mark was great at keeping secrets I knew him too well...way to well for him to keep something from me.
Try as I might I couldn't get him to break but my questioning changed when I saw that we were back at the hotel.
"What are we doing back here? I thought we were going out?"
"Patience Colfer." He pecked me on the cheek and nudged me out of the car and into the lobby again without saying much more. This worried me...silent Mark was a dangerous Mark if experience had taught me anything.
"Where are we going?" He huffed at the air out of his lungs as we stopped in front of a door and before I could ask yet again what the fuck we were doing here he opened the door. I was met with complete blackness until the lights came on and I was met with a roaring "SURPRISE!" ringing throughout the crowd.
Mark kissed my cheek and pushed me forward, "Surprise babe. Happy birthday."
I think I resembled a fish because I couldn't close my mouth out of shock...everyone was there. The whole cast, Theo (Lea's other half), Ryker, Curt, Titus, Jon whom all still looked weird to me without their Warbler garb on. They all hugged me leaving me little choice but to feel like crying. Groff came out of now where then with a petite blond on his arm that I recognized as Kristen.
"John, Kristen oh my god guys!" John hugged me lightly pecking me on the cheek before I got assaulted around my waist from the little blonde. I loved this woman and everyone knew how obsessed I was with her so the fact that she came to my birthday was enough to push me over the edge...I started to cry.
"Chris what's wrong honey?"
"Ha nothing...I just can't believe you guys all came."
"Of course we did sweetie c'mon there are more people you have to say hi to birthday boy."
She grabbed me by the hand and started shifting through the crowd which was much thicker than I thought it was initially.
Then a tall blonde and a curly haired brunette came into view...no it couldn't be.
"Jane honey..." The curly haired woman who I recognized immediately to be Lara poked Jane in the side turning her around in my direction.
"Chris kiddo. Happy birthday!" She pulled me into a huge hug which I took gratefully.
"Thanks Jane. Hi Lara...I can't believe you're both here...this is really amazing. I'm kinda overwhelmed right now."
"Hey don't look at me Chris...there's a lot more for you tonight so I've been told. Finish the rounds and come back and chat later ok?" I nodded hugging them both this time before Kristen lead me around the room again. Matt had flown in to surprise me even though he was currently on his own tour and Jayma was chatting amicably with him before hugging me hello as well. Max nearly scared the wits out of me by picking me up in a bear hug when I wasn't looking.
"Shit Max oh my god hi!" Once he put me down I hugged him back before he handed me a shot.
"Here drink this...you'll feel better." I downed it gratefully for the change in sensation before noticing it tasted like crap...uuugh whiskey really Max?
"Hey hey Max...I was supposed to give him the first shot." I looked up to see Ryan, Ryan?, walking towards me with a superior smirk on his face. He placed his arm around me and pecked me on the cheek.
"Hey kid..surprised?"
"Um just a little...I should've known that you would be behind this." Ryan laughed at my sarcasm and squeezed my shoulder, "Ha no no this wasn't my doing. I had a hand in planning it but this was all your little hobbit's idea."
"My what...oh Darren! Wait where is he by the way?"
"He'll be along in a bit but first I have a few little surprises of my own. Harry...yo techno wiz hit it!"
The room plunged into darkness before a projection showed up on the blank wall beside us. The fear I had melted away when a very familiar face graced the screen: my grandmother. If I hadn't cried yet, I did now as I heard her speak.
"Christopher...hi everyone! Ok I will keep this brief. Happy Birthday Chris. You know that I'm so unbelievably proud of you and these friends and co-workers of yours were so sweet putting this together for you. I hope you have a great birthday and I know your grandfather would be proud of you too. I love you and try and take some time and come see your grandmother one of these days will ya? Oh and bring that cute boyfriend of yours...ok I won't embarrass you anymore. Take care Christopher and I'll be seeing you."
Her image went away and I felt Ryan lightly squeeze my shoulders as someone beside me, oh Lea, grabbed my hand. The screen lit up again, this time with a different image, Indina. Holy fuck!
"Hi Chris! I wish I could have come but I couldn't get away. Ryan said that I could leave a message here for you so here it goes. You are unbelievable Chris. You are a genuinely kind and loving soul and I can say that I really have been changed for good...because I know you. I know I know its incredibly cheesy but hey...I'm not good with improve. We love you Chris. Happy birthday." With that she blew a kiss at the screen.
Kristen was bouncing beside me as I soaked in the message from her friend.
The next person was someone I knew well: Gwenyth.
"Hi honey! Happy 21st! I wish I could be there to party with you but mom duty calls! I'll see you in New York in a few weeks so until then have a blast and drink one for me." She winked at the camera and as the screen went black I sorta hoped that was the end because my heart couldn't take anymore...then Darren appeared on screen; oh shit.
"Is this thing on...oh it is..ok here we go. Hi baby! Surprise!" Dar waved his hands in mock jazz hands mode and it was another of his 'your gay is showing' moments.
"Chris happy birthday. Do you know how hard it is to keep a secret like this from you...geez do you know how hard it was for me to get away and film this...well anyway I won't ramble too much because if I know me I would have said how much I love you and happy birthday to you numerous times today." He wiggled his eyebrows and I nearly died of embarrassment.
"Well Chris we all love you and I wanted to show how many people think you're as amazing as I do...so without further ado I will leave you with my final surprise of the night. Drum roll please.." Then the screen went blank and the lights came back on.
"Hi Chris!" I turned around to see my dad and mom standing behind me with a very exuberant Hannah beside them with her arms stretched out wide waiting for a hug.
"Hannah!" I grabbed her into a huge hug and held her for all I was worth. She was here..oh my god what the?
I pulled away and looked at her confused and then back to my parents. "Mom, dad..what the..how did you...when?"
Everyone around me laughed as I looked dumbfounded. Thankfully my mom spoke up as I scooped Han into another hug.
"Happy birthday Christopher. Surprise! Yes this was all Darren's doing. He called us and told us about the party...oh and got us tickets to the show..."
"Wait you guys saw the show?"
"Ya...Dar got us box seats so Han could come..." I looked at my sister who was looking at me like I was some sort of god or something.
"Ya it was sooo cool Chris. I got a foam finger and everything! Dar Bear came up and gave me a tshirt and stuff. It was totally awesome!" Oh god Darren was rubbing off on my sister too now.
"Yeah Christopher those were some...umm..interesting dance moves you've got there.."
Oh god. Single Ladies.
"Uh can we pretend you didn't say that and just enjoy the party? What do you say Han?"
"Yaaayyyy!` She was bouncing as Ryan signalled Harry to start the music.
The party was in full swing an hour later and I had already had quite a few drinks. It was then that I noticed two things: one my family had to get going so they could get Han home and secondly I still hadn't seen Darren. Leaving the latter as another worry I allowed myself to cry as I said goodbye to my dad, mom and Hannah. I guess I was a slightly emotional drunk.
"Bye Chris. Have a great tour. Call us ok? Oh and when you find Darren...thank him for us."
"I will mom. Thank you for coming. I'll call you later. Love you."
With a sad smile I watched them leave before Ryan and Jane joined my side.
"Hey C, now that the minor has left I have another little surprise for you. " Jane gestured towards the other side of the room where a small amount of laughter was coming from. Once the crowd parted Ryan, Jane and I walked in that general direction where I saw what they had done.
In front of me was a giant cake It was bright blue and as I inspected it closer it had sea monkeys drawn on it. Oh my god Darren really...you got me a sea monkey cake?
"Did you guys get me a stripper because honestly you know I'm taken...even though I do appreciate random male nudity...Ryan this was your doing wasn't it?"
"Just shut up and blow out the candle Chris."
I walked over to the massive cake which was at least half the size of me...worried when the Chippendale was going to jump out at me. I blew out the candle to roaring applause only to still be shocked when someone did jump out of the cake sending streamers and glitter everywhere.
There was Darren wearing something completely inappropriate but no less fucking sexy. He was clad in leather pants and a black silk shirt that was completely open revealing the chest and abs that I loved so much.
Chord chucked him a mic as I stood there gawking at my boyfriend.
"Happy birthday baby...I know you liked your surprises but I figured that I would surprise you once more. You like my outfit? Am I a worthy gift?" He turned around on the spot slowly, leaving his ass facing me for a little longer than needed.
I made an oddly high pitched noise that was supposed to be a yes but it came out garbled. Ryan was laughing beside me as Darren stepped down the back of the cake.
He started singing Happy Birthday in an obscenely suggestive manner as he all but strutted towards me . My eyes raked over him as he finished the song and stopped right in front of me.
"Happy 21st. I love you." I launched myself at the undeniably gorgeous man in front of me and attacked his lips with my own.
The crowd cheered loudly as I dove and memorized the taste and feel of Darren. He pulled away shortly after I snaked my hands around his torso, loving the feel of his warm skin on my hands.
"Easy baby...later. Now we party. Harry, Kev bring the noise."
We danced and mingled our way through the night. Darren not saying much but he merely allowed me to move him around the crowd like a piece of art to show off. He placed kisses down my neck and smiled at me non stop throughout the night. We had so much fun and we both got progressively drunker. It turned out to be one of the best parties I had ever been to and it was all because of this glorious man on my arm. What did I ever do to deserve him?
As we made our way out of the hall, all of us stumbling a little, the sign of a great party, we said our final good-nights. Mark kissed me goodnight maybe a little too enthusiastically and Dar had to pull us apart. Mark giggled apologizing before planting one on Dar himself causing him to blush furiously.
"Oh stop it man. You know you liked it!...fucking hot pants by the way...get some Colfer. See you in the morning!"
Darren and I retreated to our room, giggling about the night events and shaking our heads at the return of Momo, and collapsed into one another once we reached the bed.
"What did I do to de-deserve you?" asked Darren. Apparently he had the hiccoughs.
"We deserve each other...now shut up and kiss me."
He did and before we got lost in the kiss I pulled away.
"You know that was pretty mean of you embarrassing me like that..looking all hot like that. How was I supposed to control my body's reaction to you in front of our friends?"
"Oh you know you liked it...would you have rather me not wear the leather pants?" he asked innocently raising his eyebrows.
"Oh no the pants are fucking fantastic but the only place they belong right now is one the floor."
Darren smiled and leaned back into me kissing me for all he was worth.
Best. Birthday. Ever.
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(DPOV)
The tour continued without much incident. We had a lot of fun despite being exhausted and Chris was insistent about going out as much as possible because he said it was something he missed out on during the last tour. Then we both spent time trying to organize our schedules, him with SBL shooting soon and me having my album recording soon and my solo shows after the tour. We were getting insanely busy.
As fun as the random nights out were, and as gratifying as it was to get work done, the greatest thing that was happening during the tour were the nights in the hotel where we would spend our time talking about our skit the next day. Since I was told that Ryan wanted us to have creative freedom to improve during our skits, Chris decided to try and get me to break character during the skit. It had become a thing with us...Chris acting out and trying with all his creativity and might to get me to break Blaine's cool exterior.
It was becoming increasingly difficult because his creativity seemed to spawn this evil but entertaining side and it only egged me on to level the playing fields but not showing any weakness.
He almost had me in Toronto, telling me that our first born was going to be named after that city or when he tried to convince me that his stripper name was Ontario.
It wasn't until we were sitting on a plane heading to the UK that I figured out what would really settle this argument of ours: I had to surprise him with the one thing that he would never let me do. ( And no it wasn't wearing a different blazer).
Oh I would so win this. I looked over at Chris who was sound asleep leaning against Dianna, he won't know what hit him.
Oh my god I did it! 9,000+ words plus...I am pretty proud of this chapter; there was a lot going on but it covered what I wanted. Please please please review and send me your thoughts. I love these guys and come on I deserve some reviews just because I haven't written crisscolfer smut in a while. See you soon kids...hope you loved it :D Ta!