#q-cumber

Stranger: Well, you know I'm not going to let you escape town without seeing me. -ZQ

You: I wouldn't even dare to think about it. I was going to ring on you tomorrow morning to see if you would like to have brunch, or rather lunch, with me. -BC

Stranger: I would love that! Sounds fantastic. -ZQ

You: I didn't know you would be up this late. I'm glad that you texted me. -BC

Stranger: I'm glad you responded. It is kind of an odd hour. Apologies. -ZQ

You: Oh, no. I've actually just arrived to my hotel. I was going to hop into the shower or bath. -BC

Stranger: I hope they at least put you up in a nice hotel. -ZQ

You: They did. It's rather nice. The beds a bit big though. -BC

Stranger: Hotel beds always are. They presume you're going to whisk someone away up there. Any plans to, by the way? Anyone romantic interests? -ZQ

You: Oh, no. It hadn't crossed my mind to be honest. I don't think I will be whisking someone away. -BC

You: And you? Any romantic interests as of late? -BC

Stranger: Things haven't been going so well on that front lately, I'm afraid. -ZQ

You: Oh. No... I'm sorry, love. Would you want to talk about it? -BC

You: Or possibly go to a pub and drink over it? -BC

Stranger: Second one sounds a bit better. -ZQ

You: Name the place and I'll meet you there. -BC

Stranger: You sure you're up for that? You did just get back to your hotel. -ZQ

You: I am more than sure. -BC

Stranger: You're amazing. -ZQ There's a place called O'Neill's just off second street. It's pretty quiet. Meet there? -ZQ

You: Yes. See you soon then, yeah? -BC

Stranger: Of course. -ZQ

You: [No Response] Benedict set his phone down and looked around his room before moving to the small suitcase at the end of his bed. He hadn't even gotten as far as unpacking yet, not that he cared. Seeing the Zachary Quinto was far better than putting away his silly wardrobe. Slipping out of his current clothes, the brunette called a taxi, pulled on some jeans, a shirt, and a jacket before deeming himself worthy. He waited until he was notified by there being a cab before he made his way to the lobby. Ten minutes later he was walking into the pub, scanning the crowd for his friend.

Stranger: Zachary didn't know where Benedict was staying while he was in town, but he hoped the place he picked wasn't too far away from where it was. He would hate for the man to have to go out of his way at such an odd hour at night just to see him because he was feeling a little down. Getting dressed, Zachary grabbed his phone and a scarf and pulled on his jacket before heading over to the pub. It was somewhere they wouldn't be recognised, thankfully enough. When he got there, it wasn't hard to spot Benedict among the patrons, and he smiled a bit to himself. "Hey there, stranger," he greeted, tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention.

You: Sitting at a small booth towards the back with a pint, Benedict twiddled his thumbs together beneath the table while he waited. The song playing in the background was catchy and the place wasn't overly packed. It was rather nice, cozy, but not /quaint/. No. Most certainly not quaint. It was just a bit too large to be so, but it was indeed relaxing. It was while he was going over the tracks of music he'd heard while waiting that Zachary came upon him, almost starling him had he not been used to such sudden appearances. "Zachary!" He exclaimed excitedly, immediately moving to stand. "It has been such a long time since we've seen each other." He stated as he moved in to hug the man.

Stranger: "Too long," Zachary said with a bright smile as he hugged him back, moving away to smile at him, letting a hand rest on his cheek for a brief moment. He was thankful that the man had chosen the somewhat secluded booth at the back, it was comfortable, he thought. When he pulled back from the hug, he moved to sit down, gesturing for Benedict to do the same. "I really appreciate your coming out here," he was sure to say as he took a seat and got comfortable, pulling off his jacket and untying his scarf, letting it hang loosely around his neck. "It was very kind of you," he said with a small nod. He felt that he needed to see Benedict, he always cheered him up. He was just a very uplifting person to be around. "So how have you been?" he asked politely.

You: He leaned into the touch without a thought, just enjoying the contact and nearness he was granted. He truly did enjoy Zachary's company. The man was intelligent, humorous, and very insightful. He enjoyed conversing with the other actor and he always seemed to leave their discussions with a smile. "It has been too long. However, there's no need to say all that. Really. I would come if you called at an even later hour or if you were miles away. I don't mind. Not one bit, Zachary." He chuckled before leaning forward in interest. His full attention was focused on this one man, his cerulean gaze bright with mirth and pure happiness from simply being around the man. "I have been... Rather busy. One movie after the other, but I adore it. I'm doing well. And how are you?"

Stranger: Of course, Zachary knew about how busy Benedict had been. He was following everything he was doing, and had seen every movie he had been in since Star Trek (at least all that were released thus far), as well as having looked in to what he had starred in prior. He had grown fascinated by the man's raw talent and almost ethereal qualities. They made him incredibly unique and made him stand out in the best of ways. He also appreciated that he was so caring and down to earth. He felt honoured to be receiving his attention, he really did, and smiled when he said he didn't mind coming. "Fairly well, I suppose," he said with a slight sigh. "I haven't done too much since Star Trek, but I didn't rise to popularity like you," he said good-naturedly, giving Benedict a playful nudge. "Things haven't been all too fantastic in the way of personal life, though," he admitted.

You: "Oh, come now! You've become rather popular, and you just did the Glass Menagerie, which I heard was brilliant. I wish I had been there to see." He spoke, saddened by having been unable to support his friend and fellow actor. He'd wanted to come, but by the time he was able to take a break and get the flight times all in line, it would have been much too late. Shame at that. Running his fingers through his hair as he used the other hand to drink his pint. At the remark of his personal life not doing well, he frowned and set his beer down. "No? What's wrong...?" He inquired, leaning forward to look the other over. Was it a romantic issue? Which seemed to be a shame... The man was so lovely. Of course, it would be different.

Stranger: After taking a long drink of the pint that he had just recently ordered, Zach gave a slight sigh and absent-mindedly adjusted his scarf. "I've just been facing a lot of rejection lately," he admitted. He knew that it was sometimes difficult being famous and finding love, even more so when being gay was added to that, but he didn't think that would warrant so much rejection. He just wasn't having any luck. Any man he was interested in was either taken or straight, half of whom were very rude when telling him so. He had been met with a good deal of adversity, and a few encounters that just weren't fun. "It's been troublesome to say the least, finding a man who's interested in me," he said, running a hand through his hair. "I just feel kind of lonely."

You: Benedict could understand the feeling of being alone. After Olivia, his dating was rather sparse, or entirely nonexistent. He couldn't really keep anyone with how busy he was either and it just seemed everyone wanted a piece of his career. After so many mishaps, he'd simply stopped looking. Well, it was more so that he'd stopped going after someone and just simply admired from afar. Frowning the further Zachary spoke, the, currently, brunette nodded along and then opened his mouth to say some uplifting advice. It just didn't quite come out that way. At least it was nice. "Rejection? You're so very handsome and incredibly attractive." He fawned, eyebrows drawing together. I can't quite fathom."

Stranger: At the compliments, Zachary gave a smile. "I suppose it is partially my own fault," he said with a slight shrug. "I have been somewhat picky of late." He tried to tell himself it was because he wanted to find someone to settle down with, and while that was the truth, it wasn't wholly the truth. "I've been interested in one man in particular, and everyone else just sort of pales in comparison," he admitted. "The trouble is, though, the ever so cliché 'I can't have him' scenario. It's just kind of rough. I know it isn't healthy, but I compare him to every man I'm with," he said a bit quieter. "Not that that's the entire reason for my dating failure in this last year or so, but that's certainly part of it, and I can't deny that it is."

You: Part of Benedict softened at the smile, but the other part melted with just how smitten he was. Oh. He wouldn't dare say a word about it; not because of his image, mind, but because he didn't know what to do or if it was mutual. Yes. A crush. A romantic infatuation or interest. Just a small little niggling in the back of his mind that elicited heart throbbing motions and tiny grins at random moments of the day when thought of. He denied such a thing avidly, knowing it was very unhealthy, and it also... Tugged just a bit at his heart. The strings aching as they played the typical lover's song. "Ahhh... I've heard that it's easier to move on once you've admitted your feelings to someone. Perhaps you should take such a thing into mind...?" He suggested, coral lips pulling into a temporary frown. "That's a bit scary though.. Isn't it?"

Stranger: "Really scary," Zachary agreed with a nod. He had encountered scary situations in the past that were similar, but none that frightened him quite so much as the one he was confronted with that time. "Especially considering he is, at least to my knowledge, straight. He's only been known to date women. Not that that's really telling of much, but it's still something." Knowing that he was straight just made things that much harder, that much more difficult to face. He wanted to get it out there, he really did. A few times, he had considered it. A few times, when he and Benedict were together and had been having a particularly nice time, he almost felt comfortable enough to tell him, but then something would deter him, some little pessimistic voice in his head would make him decided not to, and he would never get it out.

You: Sighing, Ben brought his pint to his lips and took a deep swig before settling it down and crossing his arms. "What about liquid courage then, hmn? Get a bit drunk and... Tell him. Or... Send it through a text. I mean, there is the chance that it might be mutual or that he may like you. One can never know with romance." He spoke, eyebrows drawing together. "I mean, you already expect rejection, yeah...? Horrible as this is going to sound, what could happen? He rejects you, but then it sounds as if you already expect that... So what have you got to lose?" He questioned before taking another drink. Horrible advice, but he told himself if Zachary could confess to the man he liked, then so could he... He could do it. He just had to... Get a bit of courage.

Stranger: Nodding at Benedict's words, Zachary followed suit and took a long drink of his pint. He paused a moment before taking another, downing almost the rest of it on one go and waving the waiter over for a second round. "I suppose you're right," he agreed. "The worst that can happen is exactly what I expect to happen." He was absolutely certain he was going to be rejected. "I disagree with your order there, though. I think tell him, then get drunk," he said. He would prefer it that way, so he wouldn't make a fool of himself in the confession, and he would still be given the chance to forget about the rejection he would inevitably face. He pulled out his phone, setting it on the table and taking a deep breath. "I'm going to text him," he decided with a firm nod. "You think?" he asked, faltering a bit and looking up at Benedict.

You: Right. So it was going to happen. He likely should do the same then. And Zach was right about the order of events, of course. "Yes. Well, if he's up, and you know he's up, I would call him... If not, a text is nice, but then... If he's not awake, you have to wonder and worry. Of course, you could get lucky and be able to sleep through the next text. Which then means when you wake up, you can see the response and fall back asleep..." He murmured, eyebrows drawing together a second time in obvious concentration. Seconds later he looked back at Zach and smiled. "Either way... It's good to get it off your chest and allow you the chance to move on. It might be some time if you're rejected, but... At least you said something, yeah?"

Stranger: For a long while, Zach sat in quiet contemplation, eventually giving a nod in response to Benedict. He weighed his options heavily. Either way, he knew the reaction was going to be immediate, and he wasn't sure which was going to be safer. He looked down at his phone for a long while in thought, biting his lip, idly fidgeting with his scarf. "I'm going to call him right now," he finally decided, downing the rest of his drink and picking up his phone. "It's now or never," he said, taking a few deep breaths to help calm himself down a bit. "I'm just going to go outside," he said, standing to leave. "Excuse me. This probably won't take too long. It's just a bit loud in here." He excused himself and headed outside. His heart as well as his mind were racing racing. Probably too slowly, he scrolled through his contacts until he came across Benedict's number. Pausing, he hit send and with a shaky hand, pulled the phone to his ear.

You: Watching Zachary go, Benedict wished the man the best. He wasn't petty, well he tried not to be. He hoped the other man on the line would accept the confession graciously and reciprocate. It didn't seem likely and the brunette just hoped the on screen chemistry between Chris and Zach clicked in a romantic sense. Because that was who it was, wasn't it? Straight, a good friend, having only been reported dating women? It sounded as if it were, but he certainly didn't know just how wrong he was. Hearing his phone go off, Benedict frowned and removed it from his pocket without checking to see who it was. Standing up, he gave it a few rings before answered, pressing the small device to his ear. "Ah, just a moment, love... I'm with a friend at the pub, let me just get outside." He spoke, already escaping through the door. He noticed Zach not too far away, and gave him an apologetic grimace before walking a bit away to take his call. "Sorry about that, dear. I'm able to talk now."

Stranger: At first, Zachary was a bit confused by the answer he got, but he quickly realised that Benedict must not have checked his phone when he answered. Zach gave a half-hearted, almost pained smile to himself at that, shaking his head. He turned away and took a few deep breaths, waiting for the go-ahead to speak before saying anything. "Benedict, it's me," he lead with. "It's Zachary," he clarified, though he wasn't sure why, because he was fairly certain Benedict could identify his voice. "I, uhm....before you ask, no, I didn't dial the wrong number," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes. "And I'm not calling because I chickened out, either. Nor am I calling to talk to you about the rejection that probably still has yet to happen. I mean, I just..." He paused, sighing, collecting his thoughts and internally chastising himself for rambling. "It's you," he said after a few moments, turning around to look at him before turning away again. "The man I was talking about is you."

You: Several things crossed through Ben's mine when Zach introduced himself. First, it was a deep crushing pang of /no/ and the a mental note '/next round is on me/.' There were several other things, such as wondering if it was the wrong number or if the actor did chicken out, but they weren't nearly as important and Zach didn't seem like the type to back out after having already set their mind on something. He didn't have to guess or thing much longer as the other man continued to speak in order to explain. However, none of it made sense until the actual confession. Bright eyes widened as the words washed over him, catching him off guard whilst also elating him. He didn't say anything for a long while, just basking in the awareness and simple jovial mirth of the whole thing. Reciprocation was a beautiful thing, and one that had him smiling like some smitten fool. Be as it may, a confess also warranted an answer and he had yet to give it. Quickly clearing his throat, the Brit straightened up and raised his chin with a wide moronic grin. "It's very a good thing the man is me then as I've something I wish to admit to you myself, Zachary." He spoke, positively giddy, but not bothering to turn around lest he give himself away. "I have been infatuated with a certain man for quite some time but was entirely unsure of how to go about courting him. I am relieved and happy to confess that this man is you, Mr. Quinto."

Stranger: People voted for you. They seem to have a good taste ;) -ZQ

You: You're going to make me blush and then I'll really not be very attractive! (: -BC

Stranger: You blushing. Interesting. Have you still so much work to do? -ZQ

You: Just the Imitation Game right now. What about you? I've heard a few things, specifically about this up and coming Hallow's Eve! -BC

Stranger: Still on the Glass Menagerie every night. It's great. You should come and watch the show some time! -ZQ

You: I've actually got myself a ticket already~ -BC

Stranger: And you didn't tell me? Shame on you! When will you come? -ZQ

You: Halloween, actually. -BC

Stranger: Great! A friend of mine is having a party that night. You can come, too, if you like. -ZQ

You: Oh, no. I couldn't impose on you like that. -BC

Stranger: You don't. I'd like you to come with me. -ZQ

Stranger: After the show, we go to my place, I change and then we can party! -ZQ

You: Are you sure? I really don't want to be a nuisance... -BC

Stranger: Stop protesting and say yes! -ZQ

You: Alright, alright. Yes then. I would love to go with you to the part. -BC

You: Will I need to ready a costume? -BC

Stranger: It's a halloween party. Costume wouldn't hurt. -ZQ

Stranger: Or, just go as yourself and I'll go as the ugly #14 of sexiest actors next to you ;) -ZQ

You: Absurd! You should have been up much higher. -BC

You: I think I will go as.... I'm not actually sure quite yet. -BC

Stranger: That's fine. We'll figure something out. -ZQ

Stranger: Looking forward to see you again. It's been a while. -ZQ

You: It has been. I've missed you all. I'm quite excited to visit, even if it might be for just a day. -BC

Stranger: The burden of a famous actor ;) Don't worry, you can stay at my place for that night, I've got enough space. -ZQ

You: Oh, no. I truly couldn't, not with burdening you by already tagging along to your party. -BC

Stranger: Sure, if you prefere getting drunk then stumble into your hotel where fans might be waiting and paparazzis... -ZQ

Stranger: You are not burdening me. Really. I like your company. -ZQ

You: I see your point. Fine, you win. However, I'll most definitely do something for you. -BC

You: Anything you want, or anything I can think of. I'll have to pay you back for your kindness. -BC

Stranger: Anything I want? -ZQ

Stranger: I clearly haven't had enough drinks yet to answer that. -ZQ

You: Yes. Anything you want. -BC

Stranger: We'll see about that once you are here. -ZQ

You: Of course. Whatever you decide, just tell me. -BC

Stranger: Now I can't wait for Halloween. Good job. -ZQ

You: I'm sorry. Should I have waited? -BC

Stranger: Oh Ben, sometimes you are too innocent for your own good. -ZQ

You: What do you mean? -BC

Stranger: Forget it. I just wanted to say I'm looking forward to see you again and have some free time. -ZQ

You: No, no. You were leading onto something. -BC

Stranger: Maybe. But we can talk about it once you are here. -ZQ

You: If you're sure? I'll not forget. -BC

Stranger: (you want to continue like that or skip to the party?)

You: ((How about we skip to the party?))

Stranger: The show that evening was great and Zach felt a little proud that Ben had watched him. But now that they were in the cab together back to Zach's apartment, his mind was racing. He had been looking forward to this, getting read for the party with Ben.

You: It had been a beautiful performance, one that had reminded him of just how brilliant the fellow actor was. He'd loved the entire thing, had never wanted it to end, but now that they were together, Benedict found that he was just the smidgen nervous. He was excited to go to the party, but now they were on their way to Zach's house to get ready. Just the two of them. He rubbed his palms up and down his thighs subconsciously, the fingers slipping between his thighs before running backwards and up only to move up to his knees.

Stranger: Zach noticed that movement and for a second he wished this was his own hand. "Relax, it's a party of a friend. Only for invited guests." He smiled. They soon reached the huge skyscraper in which Zach lived almost on the top floor. It had a beautiful view, the windows went all the way down to the floor and now that it was dark outside the light's of the city illuminated the apartment. Truly beautiful. "Welcome to my place." Zach said as they entered. He didn't switch on the light so Ben could enjoy the view. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower and then we can go."

You: Benedict stared up at the building, surprised by how tall it was and just exactly where it was centered. He followed the other male into the building and it was far more breathtaking from the inside rather than the out. He walked towards the windows, taking in the city and the lights. "Magnificent..." He breathed, moving a hand up to touch the glass before immediately retracting his hand. Didn't want to dirty it or get his finger prints on the windows. The would be terribly rude. Turning to look back at Zach, he gave a chuckle and nod. "I've got to change into my costume anyhow."

Stranger: Zach smiled at Benedict's reaction. It could be quiet breathtaking to see NYC from up here, especially in the dark. When you look out of the window and down into the street, the cars and people look like toys. The shower didn't take long and soon Zach stepped out of the bathroom, only a towel wrapped around his hips, hair dripping on the floor. Okay, maybe he did this one on purpose. But he liked teasing Ben. He found his friend at the window again, looking fascinated over the city, hands against the window.Zach stepped over next to him and followed his gaze. "Bathroom is free, you can get ready now if you like."

You: Ben hadn't noticed Zachary's presence, nor had he heard the water from the shower shut off. He was far too transfixed on trying to remember the places he'd ever been and the spots he wanted to go. That and just how beautiful it was out there. Hearing the voice so close had him jumping, hands detaching from the windows immediately to slip into the pockets of his trousers. "Yes, I'll-I'm sorry about tha-/oh/." He exclaimed eyes widening just the increment as he saw Zachary in just his towel, hair still wet. His gaze traveled down the man's body before focusing on the towel at his hips. It was a few seconds before he realized how rude he was being and took a step back, blushing. "Thank you. I'll be out in a minute and then... Then we can go."

Stranger: "Sure...Take all the time you need." Zach purred and looked Ben in the eyes. The effect he could have on the british man made his heart skip a beat. Tonight would be interesting, Zach thought when Ben disappeared in the bathroom. He sighed and removed the towel to dry himself. He got dressed in his best suit and put on two fake fangs that one of his make up artist friend had made for him. They looked just like his real teeth. Sleek, sexy vampire. Yes, that would be tonight's look.

You: ((Ahhh. I still have to think of a costume!))

Stranger: ((maybe a simple mask? something phantom of the opera like?))

You: ((I was thinking something like that, or pirate, but your idea is so much better.))

You: The purr sent a shiver down his spine and he turned quickly, stalking straight a few steps before realizing he was going the wrong way. He brought a hand to shield the blush of his face and walked back the other way, carrying his luggage case with him. Benedict closed the bathroom door after entering and then proceeded to lean against it in order to get his thunderous heart under control. Once that was accomplished, he pulled on black breeches and a loose 'swashbuckler's' shirt, chest lacing loosened, boots and a half mask were what completed his outfit. Ben walked out once he was finished, hands messing with his shirt to give off a disheveled persona. "Zachary? I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, but I am ready now."

Stranger: As any good vampire would do, Zach appeared close to Ben. He gave his friend a crooked smile. For some reason he liked it when Ben called him by his full name. With this closeness, Zach hoped Ben could smell the little hint of perfume he had just put on, his favorite one. "Well, mothers, hide your sons and daughters because the phantom is out hunting tonight." Zach raised his eye brow.

You: He jumped for a second time when Zach appeared, a flustered smile tugging at his lips. He could smell the hint of fragrance coming from the man and he couldn't help but admit that it smelled good. He had wished he'd packed some for himself, just the little bit would have helped he supposed. "Oh, please. There's a rugged vampire on the loose, everything one could only dream of, right in the flesh. They'll be looking at you rather than me."

Stranger: They weren't even at the party yet and already flirting. Interesting. Zach wondered what one or two drinks could do to Ben. "We'll see who will be looking at whom." Zach said and they left for the party. The party was at a house or rather a mention outside of New York. The gate had its own security to make sure only invited guests came in. No fans, no paparazzi. This was good. As they entered the house, the party was already full on going, hot hip hop beats blasting through the ball room, people dancing close together.

You: Benedict couldn't help but be nervous about the party. He wondered if he would know anyone there other than Zach. He didn't want to inconvenience the man and he simply couldn't follow him around like some puppy. Not that he couldn't befriend anyone there... Running his fingers over his hair in habit, his other hand ran over his thighs again and once they arrived, he seemed to loosen up just a bit. He got out along side the other actor and stuck close at an appropriate distance. "Quite a large party..." He spoke aloud in hopes of breaking some ice or at least getting rid of his nerves.

Stranger: Zach leaned in so that Ben could hear him better over the loud music. "Yeah... I don't even know most of the people." Then he brushed his lips a little over Benedict's ear as he asked:"Want a drink before we hit the dancefloor?"

You: Ben placed his hand at the small of the other man's back so they could lean in more closer together and more comfortably. The lips that pressed against the shell of his ears sent a tingling chill down his spine and it was as if the warmth of Zach's breath burned through him to his cheeks. He gave a curt nod before turning so Zach's lips brushed against his cheek bone. "Yes, that might be best... If that's alright?"

Stranger: Zach had to gulp and pulled his head back a little. He could feel Ben's hand and it felt like it was burning through the thick layer of his suit. "Sounds good." he managed to say. They both walked over to the bar and Zach ordered two vodca tonics. The music was really good and he couldn't wait to go on the dance floor.

You: Accepting the drink, he smiled and nursed it, licking his lips as he looked around. He didn't know if what Zach had done had been intentional or not, but it had still affected him. Christ, he might have more of than just a simple crush. Drinking the tonic, he took in all the costumes and when he was done, he passed the empty glass back over and gestured to the floor. "Shall we?"

Stranger: Zach finished his drink as well. Without answering, he pulled Ben on the dance floor. He kept his distance so that for outstanders it would look just like two friends dancing, but God, Zach wished he could pull Ben in to dance closer with him.

You: Benedict followed Zach onto the floor and tried not to do anything goofy. That being said, it was far too hard. He moved to the beat, enjoying himself and the music, but not the lack in proximity. Thankfully an unknown force, mainly some guy in a thick puffy costume bumped into him, pushing him right into Zach. He apologized to both the man in the costume and Zach, but he didn't move away.

Stranger: (brb, looking for a song to go with this)

Stranger: (ohhh this is gonna be interesting http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwtNfVHuDhI )

You: ((Ohhhhh. This definitely is.))

Stranger: Just then the song changed to a reggeaton, hot latin beats washing over them. Ben was so close, the other people on the floor didn't even notice. Zach ignored the apology and let his instincts take over. He pulled Ben closer by his waist and began moving his hips, his whole body to the beat, running his hand through his thick black hair.

You: He did not expect Zachary to begin moving against him, or pull him closer. It took him by surprise, but he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He waited a few seconds to catch onto the beat and Zach's movements before he began to respond. He leaning forward, an arm wrapping around Zach's shoulders to keep them close as he gyrated and moved with the beat.

Stranger: Their movements were in perfect sync. Zach could feel the heat rising inside of him. Benedict looked really good, smooth movements and those eyes. Zach's hand was now on Ben's lower back. He gave Ben a wicked smile and winked. If anyone would look now, they might notice how Zach began grinding his hips slightly.

Stranger: (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lN_4OSF3FMk)

Stranger: (in a little bit less pop-queen version this song would be perfect. just imagine some dubstep remix of it to go with it)

You: ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxzQB2EUVSI ??))

You: Cerulean eyes searched dark mahogany at the wink, and then... Then the grind. His breath hitched lightly at the new pressure, his heart moving in time with the beat. The song changed and Benedict found it far too fitting. He licked his lips and returned the grinding with own partial thrusts of his hips. Warmth spread through him, some due to being this close to Zach and the other due to the lust gradually beginning to rise.

Stranger: God, it was like they were doing foreplay right here on the dance floor and Zachary wasn't sure how much longer he could resist those delicious lips. Zach placed his face against Ben's cheek to have him closer and grinding without shame.

You: This was getting very sexual very fast. Benedict's grip tightened on the other male and his free arm wound itself around the actor's shoulders, hands now clasped together. His lips pressed a kiss to Zachary's ear, breath becoming shallow and airy.

Stranger: ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZJw0aKzEEs )

Stranger: "Ben..." Zach breathed into Benedict's ear. The music didn't help the situation. Zach could feel his erection slowly building. More grinding, more moving and Zach was beginning to get breathless.

You: Christ, that voice was like silk. The man tipped his head back just a bit and closed his eyes, trying to move closer. He could feel the growing bulge in the front of Zach's trousers and knew the man would be able to see the steadily stiffening of his own erection. He bit down on his lips before giving in. He turned his head and leaned back just the inch to seal their lips together.

You: ((Sorry, did you reply? I think omegle may have eaten it.))

Stranger: "Ben..." Zach breathed into Benedict's ear. The music didn't help the situation. Zach could feel his erection slowly building. More grinding, more moving and Zach was beginning to get breathless.

Stranger: ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZJw0aKzEEs )

You: Christ, that voice was like silk. The man tipped his head back just a bit and closed his eyes, trying to move closer. He could feel the growing bulge in the front of Zach's trousers and knew the man would be able to see the steadily stiffening of his own erection. He bit down on his lips before giving in. He turned his head and leaned back just the inch to seal their lips together.

Stranger: Zach moaned into Ben's mouth but it was probably impossible to hear over the music. He kissed him back, first tenderly and then more passionate. They had to get off the dancefloor, he knew it. He pulled back and gave Ben a smile. "You think we gonna make it to my place..?"

You: He didn't have to hear the moan to know it existed. He could feel it against his lips, the vibration and sudden shaping of Zach's lips aiding him. God, why had he waited so long to kiss him? Benedict nipped at the actor's lower lip teasingly before confessing to a groan of his own at the man's words. "Possibly. Let's try anyhow..."

Stranger: It was difficult to walk next to each other down the street to find a cab. They couldn't touch, not in a city like new york where paparazzi could be around every corner. It was even more difficult in the cab. As soon as Zach had closed the door of his apartment behind them, he shoved Ben against the wall and kissed him passionatly and deep. He didn't need to hide here, could be himself.

You: He knew they couldn't do anything, not even in the cab, and that was... Well, rough. He'd finally gotten this close to Zach and now he had to wait. Sucking in a deep breath, he rubbed his hands together, fingers fidgeting and messing about. Then they were finally there... Benedict gasped aloud as he was pressed to the wall, his arms wrapping around Zach's waist to keep him close as he kissed back just as passionately. God, /finally/ it was happening.

Stranger: Zach had been waiting so long for this. Ever since Star Trek and that one night they all went out together. And finally, Ben was his. He pushed Ben's mask off and let it fall to the floor. With a quick movement he removed his fangs. "Come..." Zach softly and took the other man's hand to lead him to his bedroom.

You: Benedict, sighed as the mask fell, an odd symbolism falling right with it. However, now was not the time to think about such imagery. The tall actor took Zach's hand and followed him to his bedroom, fingers stroking the other's knuckles affectionately. If the other man asked him to jump, he would do it in a heart beat. Joining him to the bedroom was a much more enjoyable task.

Stranger: Zach took a deep breath and pushed Ben gently on his bed. He wanted to enjoy this, not rush anything. The lights from the city sparkled in the dark room. Zach climbed on top of Ben and began kissing Ben's neck.

You: Benedict flopped against the sheets and mattress with a smile, his eyes full of mirth and arousal. He moved to get onto his elbows but found the action futile as Zach climbed onto him and kissed the pale alabaster column of his neck. He shuddered and moved his hands up and down the man's sides in affectionate strokes, enjoying the moment while he could.

Stranger: (*sigh* getting a bit romantic over here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptK8ir66IjA )

Stranger: "You are wonderful." Zach whispered and pushed his hand up Benedict's shirt. Their eyes met and Zach's heart began to race.

You: ((Cute. You know a song that would be good for them, probably moreso at the party? Deja Vu by Beyonce. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQ9BWndKEgs))

Stranger: ( ugh... hot. hmm i also like slave 4 you and toxic from spears. she has a talent to make sexy songs)

You: ((She definitely does. Hahaha.))

You: He sucked in a sharp breath as Zach's hands came in contact with his skin, goose pimples rising on his clothed flesh. He had the urge to close his eyes but forced them open so he could see the other man's rich chocolate gaze. "So are you... You're bloody brilliant and I've wanted you for so damn long."

Stranger: Ben's voice, deep and aroused, sent shivers down Zach's spine. "You can have me now." He helped the other man out of his shirt before removing his own. He kissed along Ben's collar bone and sucked lightly.

You: The approval was the last bit, the one thing he had been waiting on unknowingly. He took a deep settling breath and arching his back, his hands moving to cart through Zach's velveteen soft ebony locks. "Good... I wasn't sure how much longer I could wait." He gasped, enjoying the way Zach suckling at his skin. He ran his hands up and down the man's back, mapping out the skin there before moving them to the other's hips.

Stranger: Zach was hard and wanted Ben. He stroke over Benedict's trousers, desire in every touch, before opening the button.

You: He couldn't suppress the moan threatening to escape when Zach's hand ran over his trousers, the bulge far more prominent than it had been on the floor. "Yes..." He breathed, bringing his hands to the skin above the waistband of the ravenette's bottoms, fingers tips grazing over the top.

Stranger: Zach pulled the zipper down and let his hand slip under Ben's pants, feeling his length, stroking. He kissed Ben deeply, using his tongue in very promissing ways.

You: Oh, the man was a bloody minx. He bucked his hips gingerly into the touch and trembled, his hands immediately working at the front of Zach's. However the damned thingers were clumsy and shaky, taking him several tries before it finally worked.

Stranger: Zach managed to wiggle out of his trousers and pants while kissing his way slowly down. He reached Ben's happy trail and pulled his pants down as well. He licked over his lips and while keeping eye contact with Ben, took him in his mouth and began sucking him.

You: Benedict released a low throaty purr of a moan as Zach took him in his mouth, his fingers curling through the man's hair to scratch faintly at his scalp. "Fu-ck, Zachary..." He gasped, forcing his hips to still so he didn't thrust into the man's mouth.

Stranger: Benendict's dirty talk turned Zach on like nothing else. He came back up to meet his lover's lips and began thrusting his erection against Ben. "I want you..." he moaned.

You: He pressed into the erection, releasing another moan as there cocks slid together. His hands tangled in those dark strands of hair and he arched his back to bring them closer together. "Christ-Zach, you've got me... You've had me for a long time, just take me. Shite, just bloody take me."

Stranger: Zach didn't want to let go, but he need to reach for the condoms and lube in his nightstand. He took the a large amount of lube and took his and Ben's erection in one hand. He began thrusting and moaning. "You sure about this?"

You: "Never been sure about anything more than I am about this..." He gasped, bucking into the touch to create more friction and stimulation between them. God it felt so good. "Are you sure...? We can stop right now, could do something else... I just want to make sure you're comfortable, love."

Stranger: Love... The word caused Zach to smile. "Shhh..." He kissed Ben. "Stop thinking so much. I am very comfortable right here between your legs, having sex with you." And then his fingers found Ben's entrance and he slowly pushed inside him, preparing him for what was yet to come.

You: He loved the way Zach's face softened on a smile and the way his features just seemed to relax into a sort of mischievous playfulness. He ran his fingers up and down the man's back sighing faintly in content. He was going to respond, say something in reply, but the finger found him and he gasped, forcing himself to relax against the intrusion. He found Zach's lips, claiming them in a kiss.

Stranger: Zachary moand into Ben's mouth, pushing his finger deeper inside his lover, adding a second one, making sure to hit Ben's sweet spot every once in a while. He sucked on Ben's lower lip.

You: He jolted as Zach hit that very spot, electrifying him. "/Yes/," he gasped, pressing into the man's fingers, tongue slipping into Zach's mouth to swirl around the other's pink appendage teasingly.

Stranger: "Fuck...You are hot..."Zach breathed. He thrusted harder, digging his nails into Ben's shoulder to stay stable. Sucking on Ben's earlobe, he asked with a deep husky voice "Are you ready, love?"

You: He might have whimpered, but it could have been a gasp or a very high pitched moan. He wouldn't admit to either. Tilting his head to the side to allow the other more access, he groaned. "God, yes. Christ, /please/, Zach. Just fuck me."

Stranger: Zach didn't need to hear that twice. He put on the condom and settled between Benedict's legs. He guided himself to Ben's entrance and began pushing in slowly, holding on to Ben. And for a moment everything went silent. Zach was careful, not to hurt his lover, it took all his will power to not just thrust right into him. He looked at Ben to make sure he was fine, slowly pushing deeper.

You: Benedict hissed as Zach pushed into him and then paused. It hurt, just a bit, but that was expected each time and with any new partner. It also wasn't as if he'd had sex in quite some time either. However, the burn and stretch was... Erotic in a peculiar way. He urged Zach to continue by giving him a warm smile and moving on his own. "It's alright..." coaxed, wanting Zach to be fully inside of him.

Stranger: Zach rested his forehead against Ben's and pushed all the way in. The sensation was overwhelming. Hot, tight, Ben. He couldn't help but moan "Benedict" as he began to thrust in a slow rhythm. He took Ben's erection in his hand to move in his rhythm.

You: Benedict closed his eyes as Zach pushed in till the hilt, filling him up as much as possible. It felt good now that they were fully seated, his head dropping back and his nails digging gently into skin."God, /yes/, Zachary..." He moaned as his stiff member was taken into hand and the man began to thrust.

Stranger: "Hmm you feel so good..." Zach murmured and thrusted faster. He didn't know how long he could go on like this, he already felt his orgasm building inside of him. He sucked on Ben's neck, leaving a purple mark.

You: He inhaled sharply as Zach began to his that special bundle quicker, taking him off guard. The stimulation, paired with the fact that he'd been ready to go much earlier had him bucking to meet the actor's thrusts. It felt so good, he knew he wasn't going to last long.

Stranger: Zach could feel the precum dripping from Ben's tip and the sensation only made Zach thrust harder and faster. He made sure to hit Ben's prostate good. "Fuck...I'm close." He muttered.

You: Benedict's orgasm seemed to come out of nowhere, even though he'd known it was coming along the entire time. His body became taught, his nails digging into Zach's skin to leave crescent red dents behind. He came hard and fast, spilling over into the man's hand with his lover's name on his lips in a cry of ecstasy.

Stranger: Zach followed quickly after, his orgasm pushing the air out of his lungs. Or maybe that was caused by the extremly loud moan that escaped his throat when he came inside Ben. He collapsed on his lover, exhausted, out of breath. After pulling out, he tossed the condom away and placed a soft, gently kiss on Ben's lips. Only now he noticed how much they had been sweating.

You: He forced his eyes open to watch Zachary come, enjoying the way his face contorted and he moved. When the man collapsed, he used some of his remaining energy to wrap his arms around the male, eyes falling shut as he returned the kiss. He didn't want to move, even when he knew they were both stick and sweaty, Christ, he didn't want to get up. So he merely pressed his face into Zach's neck and sighed tiredly.

Stranger: Even if he wanted to get up, Zach wouldn't be able to. His muscles didn't work anymore. He layed down next to Ben, placing soft kissed along his neck .

You: Closing his eyes he moved his hand down to wrap around Zach, just wanting to actually hold onto it. His thumb pad stroked over his knuckles affectionately, a soft tired laugh escaping him. "This wasn't what I planned when I came to visit, but I'm more than happy that it did..."

Stranger: "You can visit me any time..." Zach chuckled. He was tired and exhausted but oh so happy with this man next to him.

You: "The same goes for you... I'd love to show you London." He smiled, leaning forward to press a kiss to Zach's chin. "But God, that was brilliant..."

Stranger: "Yes... it really was." Zach kissed Ben's forehead.

You: You want to go out, or... We could do it at my place? -ZQ

Stranger: If you won't feel uncomfortable, then I could come and eat in your house. BC

You: Oh, no. I definitely wouldn't feel uncomfortable, dude. -ZQ

You: Here's my address: ####. Come up whenever you're ready. -ZQ

Stranger: I'll be there soon. Do you want me to bring something? BC

You: Nah. You don't have to. -ZQ

You: You don't have any allergies, right? -ZQ

Stranger: No, I don't think so....Is this dangerous or you just want to poison me? BC

You: No. Hahaha. Definitely don't want to poison you. -ZQ

Stranger: I'm still a bit worried, but fine, I'll come. BC

You: I'm really not going to poison you. -ZQ

You: if I were to murder someone, which I won't, it'd have to be really dramatic. Has to fit the personality. -ZQ

Stranger: Good to know that. Besides that I'm already a bit scared of you anyway. BC

You: What? Why would you be scared of me? -ZQ

You: I'm a /total/ sweetheart. -ZQ

Stranger: Simon made me watch this TV show of yours few days ago. BC

You: Ohhh. Dude, don't worry, I was just acting. -ZQ

Stranger: I know that, but still...I'm suprised by how good you are. BC

You: Awwww, thanks -ZQ

You: You're pretty good yourself. Your Khan is... Fantastic. -ZQ

Stranger: Thank you, I really appreciate it. BC

You: Well, it's true. You know... Chris and I watched some of your movies. _ZQ

You: I will never be the same after Third Star. -ZQ

Stranger: Oh God, you did? I'm so sorry, I didn't wanted to make you cry. BC

You: It was so good though. -ZQ

Stranger: Stop it, I'm blushing. BC

You: Are you? Well, I'm going to continue. -ZQ

You: Seriously. I knew it was coming, but I couldn't stop myself. -ZQ

You: It's so good. -ZQ

Stranger: I did my best...And I told you to stop. BC

You: Do you really want me to? -ZQ

Stranger: [delayed] No, I don't. BC

You: You know the scene where you had to be in intense pain when the drugs were lost? -ZQ

You: I started crying there. It was so good. God, it was amazing, I swear. -ZQ

Stranger: I haven't watched that, really, but I do remember that scene. It was...something. BC

You: It was so good, Benedict! And then he and I watched that Sherlock series. -ZQ

You: Good stuff there too. -ZQ

Stranger: I don't know what to say now. BC

You: Just say... "Zachary, you are a hot piece of ass with a great and funny personality." -ZQ

Stranger: Zachary, you are a hot piece of ass with a great and funny personality. BC

You: Awww. Thank you, Benedict. -ZQ

You: Now I'm blushing. -ZQ

Stranger: I can't believe that's true. BC

Stranger: I'm waiting at your door now, if you still want to eat brunch with me. BC

You: Zach chuckled at his phone and then looked up from the foot on his cutting board. Here? Already? He got up quickly and shoved his phone into his trouser's pockets, walking over to the door. He opened it, smiling brightly. "Hey! Come on in, come on in." He started, his smile only seeming to widen as he stepped to the side. "I didn't think you'd already be here that early, but that's good. I was just starting on cutting the vegetables. How does a breakfast casserole sound?"

Stranger: [brb]

Stranger: Ben took few deep breaths, trying to calm down a bit before the door was opened and he saw Zach smiling at him. "I said that I'll come." he told him as he entered his house, sighing a little. "It sounds good to me. I hope that you'll change my mind about the food in your country. Everything taste the same." he shurred, kicking off his shoes.

You: "That is because you're eating the pesticide stuff. The gmo grossness. I cook all organic." He chuckled, walking into the kitchen. "Does it really all taste the same? I mean, where are you eating?" He inquired curiously, picking up his knife again to chop up the rest of the onion and green pepper. "Maybe I should take you out and around time. Show you all the good joints."

Stranger: Ben followed him, curious of what he'll cook for him. No one cooked for him before, well, his mother did, but that doesn't count. "I was eating pizzas, hot dogs, things like that. I came to America, I won't eat fish and chips every day, just because I'm scared of trying new things." he stood next to Zach, watching carefully at what he was doing.

You: Zach looked at Ben, finding how close the other man was to him as... Interesting. He cleared his throat, giving a nod. Was he blushing? No. He couldn't be. Shit. He was. "How can a hot dog taste just like pizza? That's absurd." He laughed, turning to the stove to put a pan on and then slide the onion and green peppers in. "Do you like quiche, Ben?"

Stranger: Ben raised his head, just to see that the other man was...blushing, which shocked him a little, but it's not like he didn't like that. "Believe me, that's possible. Don't think that I'll be able to eat fast food again." he smiled again. "Quiche? Is this a real dish or you just want to make an idiot out of me again?"

You: Zach paused, frowning. "Dude, you've never had quiche...? It's like... Well, it's just eggs and milk with a crust." He replied, looking back down at the pan with the vegetables in it. He was sauteing them, using a small wooden spatula to move it all about. "Home cooked food is better anyway..." He murmured, looking over his shoulder. "I'll have to take you out one of these days."

Stranger: Ben shrugged, watching the pan with a mix of excitement and fear. Quiche? He haven't heared about anything like that before, but apparently Zach did that many times before. Hmm, maybe it won't be that bad, he thought to himself. "Well, I'll go anywhere with you if I won't have to eat that awful things that you call hamburgers here." he teased him.

You: "They have burgers in England, dork." He shot back, laughing openly now. "And pizza." He added, smiling as he transferred the vegies to the back burner, turning off the stove. He removed eggs, milk, and already shredded cheese. He cracked six eggs, did a cup of milk, and then stirred in everything together. The oven was preheated and there was a small casserole dish out. "It'll be good, I promise."

Stranger: "Yes, they have, but the things that they put in them..." Ben sighed, looking a bit disgusted. "I don't even want to know how they're making it, because I wouldn't sleep at night after information like that, I'm sure." he frowned, seeing what Zach was doing now. "You said that you won't poison me." he teased him.

You: "I'm not. These are all organic foods. No pesticides or hormonal growths." He smirked, making sure everything was mixed before he put more cheese on the top and put it in the oven. "So, I know you Brits have scones, but I'm pretty sure they're different from ours... I'm going to make some anyway." He replied, removing the flour and butter.

Stranger: "It looks like you don't know what you're doing and you're trying to make a dinner out of everything you have in your fridge." Ben said slowly, not knowing what to think now. "But I promise to at least try this...wonderful thing." he sighed, rubbing his face as a nervous habit.

You: Zach scoffed, looking over at Benedict with a quirked eye brow. "You like eggs, yeah? Just think of scrambled eggs with cheese, onion, and pepper." He supplied, giving a faint shrug as he began to roll the dough out and set it all down in a cookie sheet.

Stranger: "Yes, I like that." he nodded a bit. "I'll give it a chance, don't worry." he said, poking him sligtly. "Don't worry, I won't die." the actor told him, clearly thinking about what Zach told him earlier, which made him blush a little. Or a lot. Jesus, stop acting like a teenager, he thought to himself.

You: "Good. I didn't put any poison in it." He laughed, rubbing at his cheek, thus getting a line of flour on it. He didn't notice as he finished the small circles of dough, opening the oven to put them in with the egg casserole. He set the timer and washed his hands, drying them right after. "Right, so that should be done in a few minutes. Tell me about England?"

Stranger: Ben looked at him again and when he spotted the flour on his cheek, he started laughing, the tears were falling from his eyes and his whole body was shaking. "Who's a dork here now?" he said as he raised his hand, whiping the flour with his thumb, looking straight into his eyes.

You: Zach was confused. Or perhaps that was a nicer description? He was bewildered by the laughter, hands immediately going to his chest and form. Was something wrong? When the other man inquired about being a dork and then wiped his cheek, his cheeks burned. He didn't look away, but he did lower his chin just a smidgen as if it would help hide the growing color. Christ, he was blushing. "I never said I wasn't..."

Stranger: Ben's thumb stayed on Zach's cheek, stroking it slowly, not wanting to pull away from him, even for a moment. He smiled a little, seeing that he was blushing, but he didn't say a word about that, just standing there so close to the other man that he could almost feel his breath, feeling that his heart was beating faster than usual.

You: Zach lost the ability to breathe and for several seconds... he entirely forgot how to. His lips parted on the sharp exhale of surprise, the burn of his cheeks momentarily forgotten. Benedict was so close and his heart... His sped up with the want to be even closer. Now, Zach was a pretty straight forward guy, and even though the whole scene screamed to go for it... He didn't pull Ben into a kiss. No, instead, he stepped closer, a hand holding Ben's to his cheek.

Stranger: Ben's eyes widened, his body shivering with anticipation. He knew that he couldn't just let go of him, he didn't even wanted to and it looked like he had to make a first step, so without a moment of hesitation, he leaned closer to him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips and praying that he won't punch him, when he'll do that, because that would be...unfortunate.

Stranger: [brb]

You: Oh, God, that was... Amazing. He immediately responded, hands cupping those sharp cheek bones to hold Ben in lace as he returned the kiss. He shuddered with pleasure, pressing his body to Benedict's to feel the other man-and /God/ it was glorious.

Stranger: Ben moved his hand to the back of his neck, pressing his lips ever harder against his, wanting to be even closer to him, to feel his body agaist his. Jesus Christ, he was probably making a big mistake, but it was worth it.

You: Zach moaned softly, a hand moving to tangle in those dark ebony locks. It felt so good and Benedict pressing against him was... Fantastic. "Benedict..." He purred, nipping at the man's lips. He didn't care about the repercussions right now, just too pleased.

Stranger: Hearing his name, said in Zach's deep voice, made him moan, wrapping his other hand around his waist. He tightened his grip around him, smiling against his lips, happy that he didn't have to pull away, at least not now.

You: He suckled on Benedict's lip, shivering when the other male moaned. "God, you're brilliant... So damn sexy." He murmured, hand carting through those silky strands, just as the oven timer went off. Shit, not now.

Stranger: Benedict smiled even more, loving everything he was doing with him. "Hmm, tell me more." he murmured, before pulling away as he heared that their brunch was ready. "You don't want to ruin your work, don't you?"

You: "Yes, yes I do if you won't stop kissing me..." He hummed before finally turning away. He pulled mittens on and removed his work, setting both casserole and biscuit down. he turned everything off and faced Benedict again.