As a White Knight on His Steed (CrissColfer)

"I Keep Waiting for You to Ask..."

Chapter 29 – “I keep waiting for you to ask…”

Sunday, August 3 – Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Returning from their long weekend, Chris and Darren were quickly sucked back in to the whirlwind that was camp life.  They were pleased to hear that three of their beginners and two of their intermediate students had passed the riding tests in their absence.  Ryan told them that everything had gone fine while they were away, but that he and David were glad to have them back.

“Yeah,” David added.  “We’d forgotten what hard work it is being riding instructors.  We’re getting too old for that life.”

“Speak for yourself,” Ryan said.  “I had fun.  And I hope you two had a good time in Clovis.”

“It was great getting to see my family,” Chris answered.  “Thanks so much for letting us go.  It really meant a lot to my sister to have us there.”

“No problem,” Ryan said.  “But the party’s over now, so get back to work!”

The boys easily fell back into their old routine.  Chris had completely forgotten about the backrub Darren still owed him, so he was pleasantly surprised on Tuesday evening when his boyfriend returned from his shower, naked, and announced, “I seem to remember saying that if you asked nicely you might get an NC-17 version of a massage.  I keep waiting for you to ask…”

Chris leapt up from his chair and wrapped his arms around Darren’s neck.  Gazing directly into his boyfriend’s eyes, he purred, “Pretty, pretty please, with a cherry on top?”

Darren gave him a flirty look.  “Whose cherry?”

Chris winked back.  “We’ll see…”

Darren pulled off Chris’s pajama top, lowering his head to kiss along his boyfriend’s collarbones.  Chris tilted his head back, exposing the long column of his throat.  Accepting the invitation, Darren nibbled his way up, tonguing over the slight ridge of his Adam’s apple.  Chris gave a pleased hum, stretching his neck even farther.  Darren kissed up under his chin, then worked his way along the underside of his jaw, alternating his kisses with little nips.  When he reached Chris’s ear, he whispered, “Let’s take this to the bed.”

Chris wasn’t going to argue with that.  He quickly flopped onto his bunk, pulling Darren down on top of him.  

“It’s going to be kind of hard to give you a backrub in this position,” Darren teased.

Chris wriggled around under him, managing to roll over onto his stomach.  Darren sat up, straddling his thighs, and tugged at the waistband of Chris’s pants.  “May I?”

Chris lifted his hips in answer, and Darren slid his pajama bottoms down, catching hold of his boxers to pull them off, too.  “This is going to be so much better than the backrub I gave you in Clovis, when you insisted on keeping all your clothes on,” Darren promised.