Gleeful Grace - A Darren Criss Fanfic

Two Can Play That Game

The week had gone by in a blur. I was so busy with work that I was averaging four hours sleep a night. The paps were well and truly on my heels now so it made meeting Darren alone almost impossible. In the couple of times we actually saw each other we were surrounded by other people, exchanging meaningful looks. Yesterday he had actually text me, whilst in said room full of people describing exactly what he wanted to do to me in very specific details. The heat that spread to my cheeks was so prominent that Ryan Murphy had asked if I was hot and shouted for someone to open a window, causing Darren to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing, a bemused expression covered his face. Not one to be a shrinking violet, I returned the favour, so I discreetly and very seductively opened a few buttons on my blouse. He had to do a double take whilst in mid conversation with Kevin, his eyes widened a little before looking back towards Kev. He had looked down at the floor for a second and slowly shook his head whilst smiling. Knowing I got one over on him. He had took out his phone again and tapped something very quick.‘Touche xxx’ the message on my phone read.

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Persuading Chord to come to the party was a lot more difficult than I had anticipated, he had moaned on the phone at how tired he was and he was working up till 8pm and just wanted to go home to sleep. He caved eventually, and agreed to put in an appearance although he wasn't going to be staying long.
The party was all set up, Blake and Amy had filled the kitchen with nibbles and alcohol and arranged our lounge furniture to clear a space, all our curtains were drawn to create a kind of atmosphere and we had our lampshade draped in a red sheet. It looked like some shady underground den! Amy looked stunning in black leather trousers and a hot pink cropped top, exposing her very toned tummy, with a piercing. Her long blonde locks draped over her shoulders. Blake was wearing a shiny silver suit, white shirt and no tie. He had a skull broach clipped on the jacket and he went heavy on the guy liner. His hair was big and hair sprayed. He looked fabulous!
I had noticed a few paps lurking down the street and rang Sally, she suggested she call out a guy to hang around the door to make sure they didn't try and get in. I reluctantly agreed, realising that this is the way my life was going to be for the time being.

I was in my room applying the finishing touches to my face. I had decided on very figure hugging scarlet red dress. It was cut just about knee level, which I was grateful for as it didn't ride up and was strapless. I had straightened my hair, something I didn't do very often as it was so time consuming. I had dark eyeshadow on and a deep red lipstick. Not to mention the killer black heels. I smiled at my reflection, quite satisfied with how I looked. I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
“Come in” I sang’ I was applying a very light shade of blusher with a big fat brush.
In the reflection of my mirror I saw Darren, he looked amazing. His hair was styled smartly, his curls tamed to his head, almost Blaine style. He was wearing a black suit, white shirt and a loosely fitting thick red tie. He looked so suave and smooth. And the smell of his cool waters cologne had reached my nose. I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent. I set down my brush.
“Wow….just wow” he exhaled, he came over and gently pulled me up off the stool by my elbow. He slowly turned me round to face him. He placed his two hands on the side of my arms and took a step back. His eyes dancing over every inch of my body. When his eyes reached mine they were bright and fierce.
“You look so…..sexy” the way he said the last word sent a shiver running down my back. His hands had left my arms now and had trailed their way down to my hips.
“You’re looking pretty hot yourself” I said, cocking my head to one side as I eyed him up and down.
He pulled me closer and leant in for a kiss but I took a step back.
“No you don't, I have bright red lipstick on” I said, a wicked smile pulled at my mouth
A frown emerged on his face
“You seriously can't be doing this to me, not tonight, I'm dying here” he shook his head as he said this.
I patted him on the chest
“We best get downstairs” I smiled slyly, this was going to be fun. Knowing he wanted me was a massive turn on, making him wait and wanting me more was even more of a turn on.
He sighed heavily, as I went to walk past him he grabbed my arm to hold me still. He used his other hand to flick my hair over my shoulder. He kissed my neck softly, knowing that was my weak spot. His lips hummed on my skin, the vibrations sending goosebumps to every part of my body. I closed my eyes and exhaled, a little moan leaving my lips. Maybe I was a little hasty, I thought as his lips had now found their way to my cheek. I turned towards him so my mouth was ready for him but he bit his lip and smiled.
“Two can play that game sweets”
My eyes narrowed as I pushed him away. This was obviously going to be a night of games.
As I was in the door way I looked back at him over my shoulder
“Oh Darren?” I smiled sweetly
“Yes dear” he smiled back suspiciously
“Tonight, I'm going commando” I heard him groan frustratedly and smirked as I left the room.