Here is the next chapter. Chapters are good. You guys won't be getting an update on Saturday night, because I'll be off seeing these two dancing their way across a stage, but I'll update tomorrow, and again on Sunday. Just nothing on Saturday.
And here's the next chapter! Its a little smutty. Enjoy!
Darren's idea of waiting for the weekend was good in theory. Making the plans on a Monday was simply torturous. Especially since Kurt and Blaine were currently sharing their worries about sex, and having heavy make out scenes. And lets face it, Kurt's jeans were as tight as could be, and Darren was going nuts, but that wasn't what was bothering him.
Thursday night, Darren and Naya were sitting on the couch eating and watching tv when Darren sighed. Naya glanced over at him before muting the tv.
"Talk to me, hobbit."
Darren smiled. "Its fine."
She shook her head. "Its clearly not fine. That's the fourth time you've sighed since we got home. Are you and Chris fighting or something?"
Darren shook his head. "Of course not." he turned so he was facing her after putting his plate down on the table. "I don't know how much Chris told you about this little arrangement, but basically it was something he wanted cause he thought we moved too fast."
Naya nodded understandingly. "And you feel like he's trying to slow things down."
Darren nodded. "Is that so insane?"
Naya scooted over and took his hands in hers. "Darren, you may not see this, but Chris has been a million times happier since you guys started dating. He used to go back to his trailer and work non stop before coming back to the set and working more. He never had any fun unless we dragged him out somewhere. But now he goes back to his trailer to see you. He's not trying to slow things down because he wants to, he's slowing things down for now so you can get to know each other all over again. Once your apartment is fixed, things are going to go back to normal."
Darren smiled. "You're right." he hugged her. "Thank you."
She hugged him back. "Don't thank me, I'm just telling you what you already know." She grabbed the remote and went back to watching tv and eating.
Ryan didn't like the way the newest dance scene looked. Brad liked it, and Ian liked it, but Ryan was very vocal about his dislike, and they had agreed that if something didn't feel right, they'd talk it through and reshoot it.
Which meant a million reshoots. And a really long day. It was also Friday, which meant Darren and Chris were eager to get out of there and get to the hotel. They had done a horrible job of hiding it from the cast, especially once they'd told their temporary roommates that they were not going to be returning for a few nights.
Lea was practically begging Ryan to let them reshoot and go home, or just go home and pick it back up bright and early on Monday, half because she wanted to get home and see Theo, and half because Chris was annoying her with his constant time update requests.
It was almost 11 pm before they were finally released. Luckily, Darren had booked a nearby hotel. Chris had stayed back to change out of his Kurt clothes and into his regular clothes while Darren checked into the hotel. Once Darren was in the room, with Chris' overnight bag, he texted him the room number and set up for the evening.
Chris knocked on the door half an hour later. Darren opened it and Chris walked into a pitch black room.
"Darren, did you book a room with no lights?"
Darren laughed and closed the door, blocking out the light from the hallway. Chris reached out for Darren in all directions before finally finding his shoulder and pulling him closer and pressing their lips together. Chris whimpered as Darren pulled himself away.
"Wait! I've got surprises and everything. I promise there will be lots of time for everything else." he disappeared into the dark, much to Chris' dismay.
A few seconds later, the lights came on. Chris looked around the room. The bed was covered in rose petals and there were two plates sitting on the table with silver covers on top. There were beautiful flowers sitting in a vase on the table, and chocolates in the middle of the bed, as well as a box of condoms and a new bottle of lube.
Chris shook his head. "You didn't have to do all this..." he walked over to Darren, pulling him into a hug. "But thank you."
Darren smiled and hugged Chris before pulling away. "Ready for dinner?" he motioned towards the table and waited for Chris to nod before dimming the lights, turning on the music and lighting the candles. He sat down on the other side of the table and took the covers off the food.
Chris looked down and then back at Darren. "Darren, did you really order dinosaur chicken nuggets and smiley face potato things?"
Darren grinned. "Of course. They're the best!" he reached under the table and pulled out a bottle of ketchup. "Ketchup?"
After dinner, they danced for a bit before Chris pulled Darren down on the bed and started removing his clothes.
Chris was kissing eagerly at his neck while Darren tried to remove Chris' pants. He was having one hell of a time with the button on the front. Darren moved so he was kissing Chris again and rolled them over. He still couldn't get the damn button undone.
"Chris, how the hell do you get these things off!"
Chris reached down and flawlessly pulled them open. "No button, just a snap." he pulled them off, tossing them at the end of the bed before sitting up and pushing Darren down on the bed. He smiled up at Darren before taking his cock in his mouth.
Darren moaned. "Fuck Chris, yes." he tangled his hands in the sheets with his eyes closed. He felt Chris untangle his hand from the sheets and place it in his hair.
He pulled off for a second. "I like when your hands are in my hair." Without waiting for a response, his mouth was back on Darren's cock, working it up and down.
It didn't take very long before Darren was coming down Chris' throat. If he'd have been able to string any kind off sentence together he might have been embarrased by the speed.
Chris moved back to the head of the bed and got comfortable on Darren's shoulder. He pressed gentle kisses on his shoulder and chest as he recovered.
"Chris, I don't think we can ever wait that long, ever again. I'm pretty sure I almost blacked out."
Chris laughed. "What can I say? I'm just that talented."
After a long and steamy shower (steamy being meant in the dirtiest way possible), they were starving. Darren called down to room service and ordered all sorts of food. Darren collapsed on the bed again while Chris tried to find something to watch.
Darren sat right behind Chris on the bed and started massaging his shoulders, baby oil already in his hand. Chris smiled and let his head fall forwards.
"You are really good at that."
Darren smiled. "I know. I worked as a professional masseus for a while in college. I picked up a few tips."
Darren continued massaging Chris, really working into the knots in his back when someone knocked at the door. Darren looked down at his hands which were covered in baby oil.
"Can you grab that while I wash up? I left some cash for a tip in my wallet." he kissed Chris' cheek and took off to wash his hands in the bathroom.
Chris nodded and pulled his robe on before grabbing Darren's wallet and opening the door. He wheeled the cart in and handed the guy a 20 before closing the door and tossing the robe on the chair.
Darren walked out of the bathroom. "Food!"
They ate and fell asleep holding each other, huge smiles spread across their faces.
Lots of drama in the next chapter, just a heads up. I wrote the next chapter over the course of a day. Well, more like a few hours, so it might be a little rough.