As a White Knight on His Steed (CrissColfer)

"I Don't Want To Say Goodbye"

Chapter 37 – “I don’t want to say goodbye.”

Sunday, August 24 – Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Chris awoke on Sunday to the feeling of Darren’s lips, warm against his shoulder.  He let out a pleased little hum, rolling over onto his back and pulling his boyfriend into a languid kiss.  He could feel Darren smiling against his lips.

“Good morning.”

“I can’t believe it’s our last morning at camp.”

“Well, let’s make it one to remember,” Darren murmured, kissing his way down Chris’s neck.

Chris hummed his assent, and Darren slid his tongue over to one taut nipple.  Chris shuddered, still a little surprised by how good that always felt.  He arched up into his boyfriend’s lips.

As Darren began trailing his kisses lower and lower, though, Chris tangled his fingers in his curls and pulled him back up.  “I know it’s crazy to pass up the opportunity for a blow job,” he said, “but I just feel like you’re too far away down there.”

Darren smiled at him, sliding up and bringing their bodies flush together.  “I know what you mean.  It feels really good to hold you like this.”

Chris brought their lips together, soft and gentle.  Darren responded in kind, kissing back sweet and slow.  The boys lay like that for a long time, trading kisses that gradually deepened from tender to passionate.  

Eventually, Darren began rolling his hips down, sliding their cocks together.  Chris brought both hands to his boyfriend’s ass, squeezing rhythmically with his every thrust.  Soon the boys were moaning and panting into each other’s mouths as they rutted together.  Chris came first, and Darren followed right behind him, hips stuttering.

Chris slid his hands up his boyfriend’s back, pulling him impossibly closer.  There was something so comforting about Darren’s weight on him, the full length of his body pressing Chris into the bed.  He released a heavy sigh.

Chris was just beginning to drift back to sleep when Darren started to roll off of him.  “Where are you going?” he asked, trying to hold his boyfriend in place.

“The farewell brunch starts in forty-five minutes, and I thought it might be kind of tacky to show up naked, covered in dried come.”

Chris laughed.  “Well, when you put it that way, I guess I should let you get up and hop in the shower.  Wake me up when you come out, okay?”

Darren kissed him before rolling out of bed.  Chris closed his eyes and allowed himself to doze.  It wasn’t long before he was awakened by a kiss.  “Okay, sleeping beauty, your turn to get ready for the ball.”

“I think you’re mixing up your fairy tales, there, honey.  Cinderella was the one who went to the ball.”

“Whatever.  You’re more like Prince Charming, anyway.  Just get your gorgeous fairy tale ass into the shower, so we can go have brunch.  I’m starving!”