I can't believe this is the last chapter. Everyone keeps saying how this is their favourite CrissColfer fic, and I just can't even grasp that! Have you guys ever heard of Neaf? She's a very very nice person on tumblr that writes some insanely hot CrissColfer. I suggest looking her up on livejournal. Just a recommendation.

Enough talk now, just go read :)

Darren came rushing into the apartment.

"I'M HERE!" He looked around at everyone. "Where's Chris?"

Lea pointed at the bedroom. "He went to sit in there a few minutes ago. I tried to get him to come out, but he wouldn't answer."

Darren nodded and went for the door. He tried the handle and noticed that it was locked. He knocked lightly, but there was no answer.

He took out his phone and texted Chris. "Please open the door"

He held his head against the door, hearing Chris' phone chime and Chris' sudden movement towards the door. It opened and Chris pulled Darren into the room, closing it again.

"Chris, I am so so so sorry. I went to go get my suit and I changed there and I was driving but everything's closed cause its New Years Eve and there's that stupid rule about texting and driving and I was trying to text you and I got pulled over and I got a fucking ticket, and-" Chris cut him off by kissing him hard on the mouth. He pulled back, wiping a tear from his face.

"Its okay. Everything's okay." He wrapped his arms around Darren tightly. "I was just worried that you were in a ditch somewhere, or that you'd changed your mind. Which is stupid, but I couldn't help it."

Darren hugged him. "Nothing could have happened to me. Not today."

Chris nodded before finally letting Darren go.

Darren smiled some. "Well, are you ready to go get married?"

Chris smiled and nodded. "I can honestly say that I have never been more ready."

Darren opened the door and Chris walked back up to the alter. Darren waited at the end of the aisle and then started walking up when the music begun. He kept his eyes entirely focused on Chris. No one else mattered right then and there. When he got to the alter, their hands found each other, their fingers interlaced as they begun their vows.

Chris looked at Darren. "I thought long and hard about what to say up here, in front of everyone. I thought about talking about when we met, and all the stuff we've been through, but none of it seemed right. What it all boils down to really, is that you're my future, Darren. You're my everything. Sure, we have our disagreements, but I don't know where I would be without you in my life, but I know that I wouldn't be as happy, or as comfortable in my own skin as I am now. You complete me. You are, and will always be, the Criss to my Colfer."

Darren smiled up at Chris. "I probably should have gone first, I really don't think I can top that." He laughed. "I'll never forget the first time I saw you. Everyone around me was telling me to audition for this show, and I kept asking what show they were talking about. So I watched it. And there you were, prancing around in a football uniform dancing to single ladies." He laughed again. "And now here we are, and the only thing that I can think to say is "I liked it, so I put a ring on it."

Everyone laughed, Chris included before the minister begun the "I do" part of the ceremony.

"Do you, Darren Everett Criss take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for rich or for poor, as long as you both shall live?"

Darren smiled. "I do."

"And do you, Christopher Paul Colfer take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for rich or for poor, as long as you both shall live?"

Chris smiled. "I do."

"Well, by the power vested in me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss the groom."

Darren dropped Chris' hands immediately and placed his own on either side of Chris' face as he kissed him. The room disappeared for a second, and everything went silent. It was just the two of them for a split second, and then the moment was over. The sounds of their friends celebrating had begun.

It wasn't much of a reception. They kept it small, in the apartment. Dinner was an assortment of pizza and chinese food, and the cake had been picked up from the bakery down the street. It was a two tier wedding cake.

Slowly, the room began to filter out just after midnight, as many New Years Parties did. A very tipsy Lea was the last to leave with a completely sober Dianna.

Darren closed the door, locking it. He undid his tie and tossed it on top of his already discarded jacket. "I love that girl to death, but I thought she'd never leave."

Chris laughed. "I know what you mean. If we ever get married again, not on New Years. As soon as we ate, I was ready for everyone to leave. I just wanted you."

Chris tossed his tie across the room, not caring where it landed, and kissing Darren hard on the lips again.

Darren continued the kiss, intensifying it as he removed his shirt. He backed Chris up against the door of their apartment before pulling his lips off Chris' and trailing kisses down his neck. He slowly undid the buttons of Chris' shirt, trailing his kisses a little lower with every button.

Chris closed his eyes, savouring every moment before rememebering what he'd picked up a few days before for tonight. He reached down and stopped Darren before he lost all thought.

"Wait, I got something for tonight."

Darren watched as Chris walked away from him and towards the cupboard under the sink. "Really? You hid it from me?'

Chris smiled. "Hey, I happen to know that you're the biggest sneak in the whole world. Why do you think I had Lea keep all your Christmas presents hidden at her apartment?"

"I KNEW IT!" He followed Chris, sitting on the counter. "So what did you get?"

Chris reached in and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Furry, cheetah print handcuffs. He held them out to Darren. "I thought they might be fun."

Darren smiled. "You are one kinky guy, you know that?"

Chris blushed slightly. He was kind of worried about them. What if Darren wasn't into that? They'd discussed the use of handcuffs before, but never really settled on a decision. They normally got a little worked up before they could finish the conversation.

Darren jumped off the counter and took a step towards Chris, kissing him again. "Do you have any idea how hot that is?"

Chris reached down, resting his hand on the front of Darren's pants. "Oh, I think I've got a pretty good idea." He grinned.

Their mouths reattached to each other. Darren moved backwards carefully, back towards the bedroom, handcuffs still in hand. He fell down onto the bed a few minutes later.

Chris strattled him and took the handcuffs, securing them to Darren's wrists. "Is that okay?"

Darren nodded enthusiastically. "So fucking okay."

Chris took off Darren's pants, tossing them across the room with his own before reaching into the drawer next to their bed and pulling out their bottle of lube and one of the scarfs that Kurt was always wearing on the show. He lifted Darren's head and wrapped the scarf around as a blindfold.

Darren laughed breathlessly. "You thought this through."

"Am I that obvious?'

Darren smiled. "The scarf matches the handcuffs, how very Kurt of you."

Chris laughed. "Shut up." He got back on top of Darren, kissing him and rubbing his cock up against Darren's. Darren moaned loudly, but the sound was muffled as Chris put his hand over Darren's mouth. "Shhhh." He smirked evily and moved further down his body, letting his mouth go, and positioning himself in front of Darren's now fully hard cock.

He glanced up at Darren, making sure he was still blindfolded and licked from the base to the very tip. Then he blew gently on the line of saliva, sending chills all through Darren's body.

Chris smiled. "Good chills?"

Darren nodded. "So fucking good. But Chris, this is torture."

"Its not torture, its called foreplay, something that we've skipped right over in the past, now shh."

Chris moved back up Darren's body, stopping at his chest. He ran his hands all over Darren's chest before licking all around his nipples before gently blowing on them, just as he had done a few minutes before.

Darren moaned quietly. "Chris, fuck."

Chris moved again, positioning himself towards the end of the bed. He opened the lube quietly and applied some to his fingers before sticking one into Darren. "Don't mind if I do."

Chris worked gently to stretch Darren, while trailing kisses all over Darren's body as he tried his best not to just start screaming Chris' name. Chris removed his fingers from Darren, causing a whimpering sound to escape Darren, and flipped him over on the bed, so he was on his stomach and placed a pillow under him. Chris grabbed the lube and got himself ready.

Darren started wiggling his butt, trying to entice Chris, who laughed.

"Its seriously difficult not to compare you to a puppy when you're practically wagging your invisible tail."

Darren laughed. "Its not invisible, its just on the other side, and I can assure you, its just as excited."

Chris laughed. "Oh god, now I can't help but think that I'm about to fuck a puppy."

"At least I'm a fuckable puppy."

Chris shook his head and positioned himself at Darren's entrance. "Whatever you say." Chris eased himself in, leaning down over Darren's body to whisper in his ear. "Mr. Colfer."

You guys should have known I'd never let Darren not come to marry Chris! Although, I did almost venture into Darren laying it a ditch somewhere territory, but no one wants that. Maybe I'll polish it up and post it in a few days. Maybe.

So, last chapter! Next is the epilogue, which is just a nice little wrap up. I know I kind of...hinted at smut and then just stopped, but it seemed done right there.

REALLY CHEESY LINES IN THE VOWS. But oh my god. I thought of the "I liked it so I put a ring on it" line one morning, and I thought it was the best line ever, and then an hour later, I couldn't remember it. I spent two days, and numerous tumblr posts trying to figure it out. Ana knows just how hard I was trying to remember. And then the radio played Single Ladies and BAM there it was! And "Criss to my Colfer" I don't even know.

I don't really know how weddings are, seeing as I haven't been to one since I was 8, so that was all guess work on my part.