Could this be happening? | By : Fransesca Category: Individual Celebrities > Darren Criss Views: 1849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Could this be happening?
Summary: First person POV of an erotic adventure with Darren Criss. A.N – I don’t care if you people don’t like stories about real people. This is what happens when I get bored, if you don’t like it, don’t read it.Chapter 1
You are sitting alone in a crowded bar, the music drums a heavy beat so loud you can feel it in your chest. You scan the room, glossing over the mass of people when suddenly you catch someone gazing back. Your eyes lock and for a brief moment your heart stops, he is smiling at you. His perfect, white teeth shine even from across the room. You smile back and suddenly you aren’t sure if it’s the music or your heart hammering so hard. You cast your gaze downward for a moment shyly as you feel a blush creep over your cheeks, and when you look up you see him coming towards you. His limber body weaving through the crowd, slowly drawing nearer to you. Turning your back to him to try to play coy, but you can’t seem to wipe the grin from your face. A hand gently touches your shoulder and you turn to lock eyes with the most gorgeous being you have ever beheld.
“I’m Darren” he says simply, though you already knew that. Darren Criss was the only reason you came to this chaotic mess of a club, but you play dumb and reply with your name. His hand slips from your shoulder and picks up yours, swiftly and confidently bringing it to his lips. You heart jumps the moment the warm, moist curvature of his lips touches the back of your hand. The blush in your cheeks intensifies and he smiles as a result. He leans towards you, bringing his mouth right to your ear so his hot breath grazes over your neck, “Do you want to go some place quieter?” he whispers. Words fail you and you can only bring yourself to nod. Once again he takes your hand and leads you through the crowd towards the door, your feet unconsciously carrying you forward as if on cloud. His grip on you is firm but gentle and you can feel his calloused finger tips brushing the inside of your hand. The night air holds a chill to it as you follow him to his car, your mind a flutter unable to believe what is actually happening. Not a words is spoken between you and the car ride seems to only last a moment. Before you know it the soft click of his apartment door closes behind you and he is standing there, mere inches from you. He raises his hand to brush the hair away from your face, his hand trailing down over the slope of your cheek and under your jaw. He guides your forward to meet his lips. The delicate kiss he places on your lips sends shivers up your spine and a wave of heat between your legs. He pushes you backward, pressing you up against the door, his kisses becoming more crazed and passionate. All conscious thought ceases, leaving your body to react purely on instinct. Your hands fumble towards the bottom of his shirt and your fingers slide up to the bare skin of his chiseled abs. Trembling slightly through the excitement and anticipation, you tug teasingly at his belt. You can feel him smile against your lips and his demanding hands seize your wrist and pull your arms over your head. He grasps your shirt and slips it over your head. His mouth wasting no time as he begins to trail kisses down the side of your neck, your throat, your collar bone, your chest. At last he brings his lips to your breast, his tongue darting out to taste your sweet exposed skin. His right hand delves behind your back, only taking a moment to release your bra and he discards it quickly to the side. His hands cup your curves and he greedily takes one of them into his mouth. Sucking and flicking his tongue over your aroused nipples. Between your bodies you can feel him growing hard and his excitement pressed up against you. You grind your hips longing against him and he groans loudly, his eager mouth still working your breasts. Suddenly he grabs you and hoists you upward, you wrap your legs around his waist and he carries you towards his bed. He lays you down on the bed and stands before you, his hungry eyes roaming over you and he makes an appreciative sound in the back of his throat. You lick your lips and smile at him, desperately wanting him on top of you. You sit up slightly, your nimble fingers making quick work of his belt. His pants slide to the ground and you almost let out a gasp…While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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