A/N-It seems I left the chapter with a cliffhanger without realizing it, I hope you will all forgive me for jumping quite a ways ahead here. Thank you to everyone who has been reading and reviewing!
Four weeks, a full month, Chris thought as he left his trailer for the night and made his way back towards the parking lot, taking note that Darren had already left as he slipped into his car. The scene they had filmed for the season premiere had gone over so well with the fans that today they had been filming another, this one though was the obligatory 'getting caught' scene, they had spent the first half of the day shirtless and dry humping on the set of Kurt's house with Cory and Mark barging in occasionally. It had gone well although they had had to take a couple breaks along the way to allow Chris and Darren some time to cool off as all of the dry humping did things to them. That had been the first time so far that they had really feared being caught on to, but thankfully the crew and Ryan seemed to understand that dry humping would get you hard whether you were sexually attracted to the person or not. They were more than happy to let them run with that thought, it was still a new relationship and as far as Chris and Darren were concerned the fewer people involved, the better, at least for right now.
They had come a long way in a month, Chris remembers the freak out Darren had prior to and even after they had filmed last time and then today, well, Darren had been back to his usual self; harder to keep clothes on than a rambunctious two year old on a summer day. It was not as if anything had changed physically, Darren still had a little tummy, one that Chris was rather fond of, but he seemed so much more at home in his own skin this time. It showed too, Ryan had remarked after the second take that this blew the original scene out of the water and rather than essentially hiding out afterwards, Darren had pulled Chris aside and informed him that he thought a little celebration was in order; for the completion of the scene and for their one month anniversary as well.
Chris hit the button on the garage door opener as he approached his house felt a smile tugging at his lips as he pulled into the two-car garage and parked next to Darren's car. He stepped into the house and immediately the smell of Chinese food hit him, causing his smile to blossom into a full-blown grin, of course Darren would choose to celebrate with the same food they had eaten a month ago. He made his way through the kitchen and into the living room and had to laugh at the way their roles were reversed, Darren was now laid back on his couch, hair damp from a shower and a ratty old university of Michigan shirt and sweat pants on for pajamas. The only real differences from the previous month being that the beer and diet coke were evidently being replaced by wine if the bottle and glasses on the coffee table was any indication and this time, thankfully, there was no imminent conversation looming over their heads.
"You really are an insane dork", Chris smiled as he kicked his shoes off and sat down next to the shorter man.
Darren grinned and waggled his eyebrows at him before moving to pour two glasses of wine, "Hey, the way I see it, we actually don't have an extremely early call time tomorrow for once so we should take advantage of that and have a couple of drinks and just celebrate."
He handed Chris his glass and made a 'cheers' motion though instead of taking a sip of wine afterwards he leaned forward and kissed the other man softly.
"I like the way you celebrate", Chris murmured as they pulled back slightly, he sat his wine glass down and moved to kiss Darren again only to be stopped.
"Nu-uh, food first", Darren said as he passed Chris a to-go container.
Chris rolled his eyes and laughed as he curled into Darren's side, "Of course, don't want you wasting away or anything", He replied, squeezing the shorter man's side softly.
They ate in comfortable silence after that, sipping their wine and enjoying the feeling of not being rushed for once, Darren seemingly focused on his food while Chris found his attention being drawn away from his food and towards the other man.
After a little while, Darren realized he was being watched, licking his lips and grinning he turned to Chris, "See something you like?"
"Mmmhmm", Chris sighed before attacking Darren's lips, immediately sucking the other man's bottom lip between his teeth and tugging.
Darren groaned against his mouth, Chris slipping a hand up the back of his boyfriend's neck, sifting through his curls before tugging firmly, grinning into Darren's mouth when he felt the other man quiver. Darren realized that at some point Chris had moved the food out of the way and takes advantage of the now empty space and lunges forward, pinning Chris beneath him as he moves away from the taller man's mouth, latching onto his jaw instead, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin there. Chris moaned out in pleasure, sliding his hands downward to squeeze Darren's ass before slipping them underneath his shirt, roaming across his back and hips. Darren arches backward into Chris's touch while nipping and licking down the other man's neck, moving to the small patch of exposed collarbone. Chris whimpered, writhing underneath Darren before hitching a leg around Darren's waist and flipping them, pulling his shirt off in the process and yanking Darren's upward and sliding down to suck at the sharp angle of his hip.
"Fuck, Chris, you really want to do this here?" Darren gasped, drawing Chris's attention to their surroundings.
"Bedroom", Chris murmured against the skin he was still currently sucking marks into but made no move to change their location.
Darren groaned, threading his fingers through Chris's hair, gently pulling him upwards, pecking his lips several times before pulling back to look him in the eye, "If you want to do this in the bedroom then we are going to have to move at some point", He panted.
"Right", Chris nodded, clamoring off the couch and pulling Darren with him, tugging the shorter man's shirt the rest of the way off and scrambling towards his bedroom.
Darren thought that if he were not so desperate himself he would have laughed at Chris's urgency, instead they fought for dominance as their mouths reconnected. Darren relenting and allowing himself to be pushed back onto the bed, crawling up the bed before Chris settled himself over his thighs. Chris's hands roamed over the curly haired man's chest, sliding down to the tummy that he loved so much and digging his fingers into the soft flesh before slipping even lower to toy with the waist band of Darren's sweat pants.
"Please", Darren groaned, his hips jerking forward, howling, as Chris's hand dipped inside, encircling Darren's dick and pumping it lazily a couple of times.
"What is it with you wearing sweat pants without underwear", Chris murmured, squeezing his boyfriend's cock before withdrawing his hand, then grinding his hips down a second later while his hands searched the lube.
Darren was momentarily pulled out of his lust filled haze when Chris shoved the bottle into his hands, simultaneously rolling off of Darren and working furiously to remove his jeans. Darren snapped to action, kicking his sweat pants off before rolling over to help Chris pull his jeans and underwear off before settling between his thighs. The shorter man swooped down to press a kiss to Chris's inner thigh before licking and sucking his way up, slicking a finger up in the process then pulling back slightly to hitch one of the taller man's legs over his shoulder.
"Fuck", Chris cried when he felt a finger teasing his hole, pressing firmly against the ring of muscles put not past them.
Darren's hips jerked against his boyfriend's free leg as he watched the other man attempt to impale himself on the finger circling the twitching ring of muscles. Darren groaned loudly, drowning out Chris's whimper, when he finally slipped his finger in, reveling in the way the tight heat sucked the digit in. He worked him open at a steady pace, adding a second finger when the taller man began fucking himself back onto the finger, Darren scissored his fingers before dragging them back slowly, searching out Chris's prostate as he thrust back in. He slowly resituated himself, licking at the pre-come dripping from his boyfriend's cock, sinking his lips over the head as his fingers found Chris's prostate, massaging the bundle of nerves slowly while flicking his tongue over the other man's slit and adding a third finger.
"Fuck, fuck, shit", Chris, sobbed, torn between thrusting up into the wet heat incasing his dick and thrusting down onto the fingers fucking him open.
Chris cried out as the fingers slipped out of him, bucking downwards in attempt to get them back, his sweat slick body writhing, a string of whimpers escaping his mouth as Darren pulled off his cock soon after. His eyes narrowed into tiny slits as he watched Darren slick himself up, deciding that his boyfriend was not moving fast enough he quickly lowered his leg from Darren's shoulder before rolling them so he was straddling the other man. Chris moved at a desperate pace, guiding Darren to his hole and sinking down onto it with a guttural yell, his fingernails digging into Darren's sides as he adjusted to the stretch.
"God Damn it, Chris", Darren mumbled, heaving deep breaths as he attempted to keep his hips from twitching upward.
After a few moments Chris's hands soothed over the half moon indentions his fingernails had left before moving to brace himself against Darren's chest as he slowly pulled himself upward until only the head of the other man's cock remained inside him before sinking back down. They built a slow and steady rhythm, Darren thrusting up as Chris sunk down, Darren canting his hips every few strokes to tease the taller man's prostate, their pace speeding up as their orgasms built. The room was filled with the sound of tiny grunts and whimpers as their skin slapped together loudly, Chris's head rolling backwards as Darren's hand began pumping his dick in time with their thrusts.
"So close", Chris panted harshly, clenching around Darren as the other man brushed against his prostate once one.
"Holy fucking shit", Darren moaned, "Come for me, Chris, come on", He gasped as he pumped his boyfriend faster.
"Fuck, fuck fu-hng", Chris whined as stars exploded behind his eyes, his muscles clamping down tightly around the other man as his orgasm crashed down on him, pearly ropes of come coating Darren's stomach.
Darren thrusted harshly as Chris spasmed around him, hitting his abused prostate several more times before his own orgasm overcame him, his hips twitching as his vision went white. He registered Chris pulling off him but only felt himself slipping back into awareness several minutes later when Chris began lapping the come off his stomach.
"Fucking hell", Darren whispered, his breath hitching, "Are trying to kill me?"
Chris peered up at him through thick lashes, smiling sweetly before dipping his tongue into Darren's belly button, licking it clean and pressing a kiss to it. He finally pulled back a moment later, making sure that he got every drop before retrieving his underwear from the floor and cleaning himself off and curling onto his side next to Darren.
"You are evil", Darren murmured, pressing a kiss to Chris's temple then seeking out the covers that they had kicked to the floor at some point.
"Yes, but you like it", Chris yawned as he situated himself on the bed, "Now come on, I get to be the big spoon tonight", He sighed as the covers were pulled up around him and he pulled Darren back against him, his arms slipping around to squeeze the shorter man's middle.
"You really do like the belly don't you?" Darren asked sleepily.
"Mmm, fuck yeah", Chris mumbled, snuggling in even closer as he felt sleep over coming him.