Gleeful Grace - A Darren Criss Fanfic

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Nothing pissed me off more than my alarm shrieking me to life after a night of blissful slumber. I had been so tired as work was non stop. I batted out my hand in search for it and finally shut it off, my hand slipped back under my duvet and I groaned lazily. After a minute of arguing with myself to get up I heavily dragged myself out of bed and picked my phone up off the dresser.

Darren: I hope this doesn't wake you, but have landed in L.A, heading to bed now as I'm whacked but today is my day off and as soon as I'm awake my sole mission is to come and find you…xxx

My heart leapt in to my mouth as excitement tingled through me. Yes!! I finally get to se him, it's been 8 whole days but felt like so much longer. I wanted to text him back but did not want to wake him if he was asleep.I felt bright and alert now and floated down the hallway to the bathroom.

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Grace dressed like a modern day Sandra Dee, quite reserved with lots of pastels and whites. Today I was sporting pale pink leggings with a long lemon blouse, my hair was pushed back by a pink headband. I screwed my nose up. I didn't like this. The costume lady, Betty, chuckled and sent me on my way. I was shooting my first scene with Chris today, as more time went on it was harder to read lines before the rehearsal as we were all so busy so the pressure was always on to get it right first time. He greeted me on set with a friendly hug.
“Hey Miss, how the devil are we?” His eyes looked tired, I was a bit surprised they made him work today as he had come in on the same flight as Darren.
“I'm great my dear how are you?” Blake and Chris had met up a couple of times but nothing more had happened but flirty exchanges much to Blake’s frustration. Chris was a very private person and it took a long time before he let someone in. Blake really liked him though and was willing to be exclusive until their relationship was defined.
“Oh you know, matchsticks needed for my eyes but at least I'm going straight home after this scene, so you better not mess up lady” he half joked.
I smirked. People were fluttering around us, setting up props and changing lights around. The director swooped in and stood in between us.
“Right guys, let's go through this scene take by take”

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I couldn't wait to get to my dressing room to change out of this outfit. I had two hours to kill before a dance rehearsal. The dressing room I had been given wasn't huge, but it was graced with a lock and a very comfortable couch so at least I could get some shut eye. I could also call Darren to see if he was awake yet.
As I arrived to the door, it was ajar, I frowned in confusion as I pushed the door open.
Darren stood up. His eyes had lit up as he crossed the room quickly towards me. He pushed me back against the door so that it closed and I felt his warm arm slip under mine so he could lock the door. My breathing quickened as his eyes burned into mine so intensely that my legs were beginning to feel weak. I leant forward to kiss him but he backed his head away a little, he brought his hand up and his fingers traced the outline of my lips.
“I want to enjoy this” he said as he studied my face. I closed my eyes in anticipation. His lips suddenly collided with mine, hot and hungry. He tongue met mine to begin their game. After a few seconds, he pulled away, nipping my bottom lip and exhaled deeply. He rested his forehead on mine, his eyes not looking at anything but mine.
“You have no idea how much I have-“ he began to say but I cut him off, my lips desperate to meet his again. He took a handful of my hair and gently pulled it back exposing my neck. I shivered as his lips planted sweet kisses all over it. He pressed harder against me and I had never felt him this turned on before. My legs buckled slightly as his kisses led up to my mouth again. He pulled me back towards the couch and sat down, pulling me onto his lap so I was straddling him. I opened my eyes to see his, Hazel and burning with lust staring back at me, he smiled into our kiss as his hands started to unbutton my blouse.
“Show me how much you have missed me” I whispered into his ear, I could feel him shudder at the feel of my hot breath on his neck. A deep throaty moan escaped his mouth.
“Oh don't worry …I intend to” he breathed as his hand slipped under my leggings....