Hello! Yay i've written Chapter 6! I really like this one. It gets super hot too, so i really hope you guise enjoy it! I want to say thanks to those who reviewed too :3 i love you people. ok, i'll let you read now. I want to thank my friend Kathryn for the AVPM idea! :D Its all super cool! (Thank you Kathyyyy!)
Much love xxx
Chris sat up a little more. Tapping his fingers across the back of his phone, contemplating. This weeks episode only had a few scenes with him in it, which meant he had the rest of the week free. Normally he would spend every free second sleeping, but he couldn't keep his eyes closed for long enough. Instead, he held thoughts of Darren in his head.
As his scenes were always with Darren, it meant he too had time off. Chris held a tight grip on the phone in his hands. Thinking whether or not calling him up was a good idea. It was about mid-day, so surely Darren was up. Chris sighed, promptly unlocking his phone and finding Darren's name in the contacts.
He grinned to himself, Darren was the guy who brightened up most of his days with his random, funny comments and tendency to burst into song.
'Hey, I'm bored. You wanna to come over later? :)' He clicked enter, and laid the phone onto his bedside table.
He waited a good five minutes before picking up his laptop, deciding that remaining like this for an answer would take too long. He clicked on Youtube, typing in Darren Criss. A smile reached his face from ear to ear as he spotted one video in particular.
'A Very Potter Musical Act 1 Part 1'
Chris clicked it eagerly, snatching his headphones from a drawer and shoving them in his ears.
Chris became completely engrossed in the videos. He'd already seen them a long time before he knew Darren, but he hadn't realised how much he enjoyed it. Quoting all of Darren's lines with crisp tone and impeccable timing. He loved the way Darren's hair was so BIG. The entire time he just had the constant want to run his hands through it.
Time went by and Chris was soon at part 14.
Voldemort and Quirrell both banter, and Harry's lifeless body lay at the side.
When he jumped up, Chris let out a sigh of relief.
Harry grabbed the port key and returned back to the prom. With a look of distress he yells "ITS VOLDEMORT! ITS VOLDEMORT, HE'S BACK!"
Chris yells it too shaking his hands in the air wailing. His eyes followed up to find an awkward looking Darren at the door.
"Oh my god." Chris mutters under his breath
Darren sniggered, sliding his shoes off before clambering over next to Chris. He just sat there with eyes wide open and mouth a gape. His cheeks flushed bright red and his throat became bone dry. "I..I-I um, I was just" Chris fumbled with the laptop pushing it aside, trying his hardest to come up with a reasonable excuse. If he said he was watching AVPM Darren would think he was being a bit of a stalker.
Darren reached his hands across to pull the laptop back, but Chris hit his arm away
"ITS PORN!" Chris screamed
Darren froze. Oh my god. Chris dropped his head to his hands. He wanted to die that very moment, having to live through this kind of situation was torture. But, Darren just started laughing. It started quietly but soon became loud, and rather insulting to Chris.
"You're watching porn?" Darren arched an eyebrow. Chris just mumbled into his hands. Yeah sure whatever. He couldn't be bothered with life anymore.
"You're watching Voldemort porn?" Chris let out a long exhausted sigh.
"Yep. Super erotic, gay Voldemort porn" This sounded absolutely ridiculous, Chris could not be assed with any of this anymore. Why couldn't Darren walk in, like, some other time? Or not at all?
"Sounds hot"
Chris paused, replaying that comment over and over again in his head. He just couldn't believe what he was hearing. Darren had stopped laughing now which made the circumstances a bit more bearable, but he still felt utterly mortified. He stood up suddenly realising that he wasn't wearing anything apart from his underwear. He hung his head in shame.
Dragging his hand down his face he let out a long, irritated sigh "You know what, I can't even- whatever, I'm gonna get changed, eat maybe? And slowly die in an eternal hole of my embarrassment and misery."
"Hey!" Darren crawled across, grabbing Chris' hips. Suddenly the entire moment chilled. Chris tensed up, and he felt his whole body flutter with butterflies. He gulped. The older boy spun him around.
Darren was kneeling up at the side of the bed, his face in line with Chris' stomach.
The two boys shared a glance and Darren moved closer to Chris, not breaking eye contact. Gently, Darren lifted the front of his shirt. Chris gasped as Darren brought his lips to press gently against Chris' creamy skin.
"Don't change" Darren mumbled into Chris.
Chris' head flung back and he felt so altered. His hands instinctively slipped around to clutch Darren's messy curls and he moaned. Darren had kissed again, this time lower below his navel.
"Don't ever change Chris" Chris pulled Darren away, who whined at the sudden rejection. Chris leant lower down. His hands cupped around Darren's jaw. Chris tilted his chin up as he crashed their lips together. Their eyes dropped shut as Darren moved his hands up to Chris' face.
Still kissing, Chris pushed Darren back gently. He obliged. Lowering himself onto his bum and leaning back even more as Chris crawled over. Darren's thoughts carried away, images of Chris naked. He was on all fours, looking like a kinky kitten and it came across so hot. When they pulled away for air, Chris sat down. He was straddled over Darren's waist.
They both panted, gulping in air with their foreheads pressed softly together.
"I've wanted to do that for so long" Darren blushed, smiling faintly. Everything felt and looked so hazy to Chris.
"Me too" Darren sat up, moving his hands from Chris' soft cheeks to the small of his back for support. Chris pressed his sweaty palms to Darren's chest, leaning his head to one side.
"Why am I the only one wearing so little clothing?"
Darren shrugged "We can fix that" He skilfully shook one arm loose from his jacket, using Chris' assistance to peel off the other side. Darren moved his hands into Chris' as his coat fell to the floor.
Pulling it harshly behind him, Chris fell into Darren once again. Their mouths parted against the other and Darren ran his tongue along Chris' bottom lip. Chris took fists of Darren's shirt pulling it higher, quickly sweeping it over his head so they could return to the close contact they kept before.
Dragging his hands back down, he felt every muscle in Darren's chest. It was glorious. Suddenly feeling very self-conscious he pulled back.
"Are you sure about this?"
Darren nodded, finding it very hard to vocalise anything. He lifted his hand, stroking the back of it down Chris' face. Chris trembled, just the touch of Darren made him melt. He purred, rubbing closer into his hand. Pushing Darren back so he was flat against the duvet, he kissed him mischievously on the lips. He sat back up to lift his t-shirt off. Resting back down on Darren.
Darren's mouth fell apart. His tongue lay limp to his lips. The sight of Chris like this was intoxicating.
"Me too" Chris giggled and began placing fairy light kisses down Darren's jaw. Darren gasped, feeling incredibly aroused by Chris' teasing activities.
He trailed his hands down the length of Darren's body, trying to discover every part of him. Leaning forwards so their bare chests lay flush together. Chris nuzzled the side of Darren's neck, silently curling into him. Darren beamed, wrapping his arms protectively around Chris.
"Can't we just stay like this forever?" Chris questioned
"I would want nothing more" Darren drew silent circles on Chris' back, gently kissing him on the forehead. "I really like you y'know" He smiled to Chris
"I have that affect on people"
Both boys laughed and nestled deeper into each other.
Morning came. Darren had slept over. They were both sprawled in Chris' bed, naked and in the tight embrace of the other. Chris woke first, delighted to see Darren again.
He pressed his own to Darren's sleepy lips, dancing his tongue across subtly. Darren grumbled, opening his mouth to deepen the kiss. He pulled Chris closer, brushing their stripped bodies together. Chris chuckled when Darren pulled back with a huge grin on his face.
"Hello beautiful"
Chris wrapped his arms around his neck "Never leave this bed."
"I don't have the strength. Besides, I have other plans" Chris cocked an eyebrow. And Darren smirked. He pulled Chris into another cavernous kiss, letting his lips linger afterwards
"Don't worry, their with you" Chris smiled relieved. Time with Darren should be everlasting.
Sorry for the rushed ending, It's the holidays so i should be updating more frequent buuuuuuttt I still may have to just update weekly :P I'll try my best xx