Summary: Hooking up seemed to be the solution to all their problems. But what happens when meaningless hookups -- just to clear your head -- turn into something more powerful and you have to face reality when suddenly there are feelings involved?
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Chapter One -- Friends with benefits
Thump, thump, thump. The headboard of Darrenās bed bangs into the wall multiple times, and Chris is annoyed by it but moves his hips nonetheless, the creaking of the bed already becoming a background noise of their activities that has Chris focusing even harder on the breathy moans that escape Darrenās lips, or the sound of their skin slapping together.Ā
The grip Darren has on Chrisās hips tightens as he comes, his eyes squeezing shut as Chris works him through his orgasm, following suit with his own before collapsing on top of Darrenās chest.Ā
Truth to be told, itās not the first time theyāre doing this, more like some drunken hook up that keeps recurring even though theyāre not drunk, at least not all the time. Chris doesnāt even remember how it started or when, he just knows that heās not going to deny the fun that he gets out of it.Ā
Theyāre used to this sort of routine by now, just them getting off together with no strings attached. Sort of a friends with benefits kind of thing that allows them both to take whatever they please and simply enjoy it as long as it lasts. Nobody knows what theyāre up to and theyād be screwed, in a not so pleasant way, if somebody ever found out. Theyāre both trying to uphold their careers and reputation, which isnāt always as easy as they thought it would be. But they agreed on this, one Saturday evening a couple of months ago. Casual hookups, no strings, no further questions asked, just them. Chris still tries to believe that heās just doing this to sustain his freedom in some sort of fucked up way, which is downright ridiculous and a big fat lie.
āHey,ā Darren breathes softly and thatās when Chris realizes that heās been entirely zoned out, with Darren fumbling beneath him seeing as their position is slightly awkward. His gaze shifts between their bodies for a moment before he snaps out of his thoughts.
āShit, sorry,ā Chris replies, quickly hoisting himself off of Darren, averting his gaze as he turns his back towards the elder male, fiddling with the nightstand next to him to get some tissues for post-sex clean up -- only for the time being, of course.
āMustāve been some crazy orgasm to get you to space out like that, Colfer.ā Darrenās breath ghosts over his shoulder as he snatches the tissues from him, pressing a peck to the side of his neck that sends chills through Chrisās body.Ā
āYeah, crazy,ā Chris says, still not exactly focussing on the topic at hand. Heās too busy trying to remember what it was exactly that made him take a forty-five minute drive over to Darrenās house in the first place. Usually he calls him up when heās stressed out, when his writer's block is killing him, but what exactly is it today?
āAre you⦠are you alright?āĀ
Chris realizes heās been wiping at his chest for the last couple of minutes now, as if heās desperately trying to brush off something invisible and he quickly spins around to face Darren, whoās gotten so close to him by now that it scares him for a moment and has him jump in his spot.Ā
āYouāre acting weird,ā Darren states, shifting in his position on his knees behind him. āDid I actually fuck your brains out, or whatās going on?āĀ
Chris forces a smile and shrugs his shoulders while he stands up, collecting his clothes before he starts to get dressed again. āFuck you, Iām acting just fine. My brain is alright,ā Chris snaps, struggling to get his pants on which ends in a tirade, and he has to sit back down on the edge of the bed to work on getting his clothes back on properly.Ā
āOkay, okay. Donāt tell me then,ā Darren makes a quick work of picking up the clothes that went flying earlier, tossing the bundle into the hamper in the bathroom. He tugs on a new pair of briefs, snatching the empty condom package off of his nightstand to throw it away and leans against the doorframe of his bedroom, watching Chris.Ā
āWhereās my phone?ā Chris spins around, scanning the bed and the nightstand, turning towards Darren when he doesnāt see it anywhere.Ā
āStill in the car maybe? Man, I donāt know. Donāt look at me like that, I have honestly no fucking clue.ā Darren runs a hand through his curls and Chris wishes it wouldnāt make his knees as weak as it does, to see him standing there in his briefs, chest glistening with sweat, his cheeks rosy and his eyes still as dark as they were when he first arrived and he rushed off to the bedroom to push the elder male down onto the mattress, palming his dick through his pants as he--
āEarth to Chris, someone there?ā Darren snaps his fingers in front of his face and Chris jumps back into reality, a blush settling high on his cheeks.Ā
āI should get going,ā Chris gets out in a rush, pushes past Darren to get downstairs in a hurry in hopes to get out of his house as soon as possible. But heās made the deal without Darren.
Chris is almost at the door when Darren catches his wrist, spinning him around. āWhatās gotten into you, Chris?ā Oh boy, his eyes are even bigger as he steps closer and Chris knows heās going to lose this battle as quickly as it started. Darrenās hot breath is ghosting over his face, his eyes practically boring right through his to catch a glimpse of the inside of his brain.
āYou, but I think thatās not what you wanted to hear, is it?ā They share a laugh and Darren pulls Chris impossibly closer by hooking a finger into his belt loop, staring right into his eyes, hazel crashing into blue.Ā
āAre you sure you want to leave just yet?ā Darren asks seductively, both of his hands placed on Chrisās hips and Chris tries convince himself that yes, he wants to leave, he should leave⦠but he canāt force himself to say it. āI mean, you could go⦠but we could easily just get back upstairs and, yāknow. Make it a two-time-thing for today.ā
āDareā¦ā Chris tries, collecting all his will power in order to tell him no, ready to come up with some witty reply that has Darren laughing so he can sneak out of the door, but heās in a disagreement with his body as he finds himself leaning in to press their lips together, despite his head screaming at him to grab his keys and get going and leave.
Darren doesnāt hesitate as he backs Chris up against the front door, keeping their lips sealed together while his hand travels down to where Chris is already semi hard again, cupping him through his pants. Itās deliciously hot even though itās mostly tongue and teeth, the slick slide of their lips against one another.
āI have meetings, early in the morning, I--āĀ
āShush, C. None of that.ā Darren kisses along the side of Chrisās neck, nibbling on the spot just below his ear and thatās when Chris knows heās lost, his body is beyond betraying him already. Heās lost the control he used to have over his own body and he doesnāt even try to argue further as Darren starts to unbutton his pants and sinks down to his knees.Ā
His mind goes completely blank the second Darrenās warm mouth is on him in such a familiar kind of way, his head thumping back into the door as he groans. Chris is crazy about him, he hates and loves the way Darren has this effect on him that makes him forget about anything. He loses the ability to speak right then and there and focuses on how smoothly Darrenās mouth works over him, engulfing him completely. Itās definitely a sight worth doing this for, with the elder male down on his knees, bobbing his head and looking up through his long lashes to catch Chris staring at him in return.
āFuck,ā Chris moans, carding his fingers through Darrenās curls and tugging on it when he feels his orgasm approaching way too quickly for his own liking. It doesnāt take more than a couple of minutes until heās a complete mess, spilling down Darrenās throat while breathily moaning out his name. He should be embarrassed about how little it took for him to come again, but his mind isnāt back to functioning properly, instead he pulls on Darrenās curls harshly to get him back onto his feet, only to spin them around, eager to want to return the favor.
Darren catches his wrist again, just as Chris wants to fall onto his knees and get down and dirty, but instead heās being pulled in for another searing kiss, their lips meeting softer this time, and Chris can taste himself on the others tongue which drives him insane and he still wants more, despite the fact that heās come for the second time that night already.
āYou could⦠stay the night, if you wanted,ā Darren offers, brushing a stray of hair out of Chrisās face while Chris tucks himself back into his pants and zips them back up.Ā
āIsnāt that the opposite of no strings attached?ā Chris asks breathlessly, his chest heaving with every breath he takes.Ā
Darren shrugs his shoulder, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth and Chris swears heās just a hopeless addict when it comes to Darren.Ā
āSo?āĀ
āI canāt, Dare. I really-- I wish I could, but I canāt. No offense.ā Chris doesnāt miss the slight hint of disappointment Darrenās eyes give off, but itās quickly dismissed and he wonders why he suddenly feels guilty, as if heās leaving him hanging, which he is not.Ā
They have sex, they get dressed, they leave. Thatās what the whole thing is about when it comes to no strings being attached to anything, right? So why is there this knot in his stomach, making him want to apologize?
āThatās alright. None taken. I guess Iāll see you around, just shut the door on your way out, will ya?ā Darren spins around in his spot and walks off down the hall, waving him off as if nothing ever happened.Ā Ā
Chris stays back for a couple of seconds before he reminds himself that heās about to leave, so he grabs his keys from the counter and picks up his phone he remembers having left down here, seeing as they didnāt want to be disturbed earlier.
He looks back down the hall, shakes his head and then he leaves.
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