Chris/Zach Bah Humbug

[2_libras]

Title: Bah, Humbug

Author: 2_libras

Pairing: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: None.

Disclaimer: This story is completely fiction and made up out of the writers' heads.

A/N: Written for the pinto_fic prompt table. Element used: Decorations.

Summary: Zach isn't quite as anti-Christmas as he first appears. Really.



Chris frowned as he drove up to Zach's house. He wondered why there was no evidence of Christmas, every other house had at least a few things on the doors, well the ones he could see anyway. It seemed somehow wrong to have the house in the middle of the street. He rang the doorbell, laughing as he heard Noah bark inside. He was a good guard dog.

Zach wandered to the door, having just been woke from an accidental nap he'd taken while watching something. He cracked the door, pushing the dog back and half smiled. "Hey there."

"Hey," Chris smiled, leaning down some to pet Noah. "I thought you called me? Or did I get the time wrong?" He waited for the door to close behind them before wrapping his arms around Zach and kissing him.

"I did, I dozed off waiting. Slept like shit last night. Think I had too many lattes." He smiled. "How are you babe? How was your day?"

"Ah," Chris nodded, he stroked Zach's cheek, feeling the stubble. "Pretty good. Might have something coming up. How was yours, I know you wrapped shooting the other day."

"Emotional. The last day of filming always gets that way. We know we'll see each other again, but we never feel like we will." He smiled. "So glad to see you, I need you tonight."

"I know that feeling, even though it's less assured from making a movie that we'll see each other unless we made a real connection, than it is with you guys," Chris smiled. "And I'm glad." He looked around. "Zach... why don't you have any Christmas stuff up at all?"

"I...just haven't got the spirit this year. Nothing against you, I just feel so far from home and I have an audition between Christmas and New Years so I can't make the trip and be sure that I would be back for it. Its a big part so I don't want to screw it up." He sighed. "Guess its just me being homesick really."

"Oh baby," Chris looked into Zach's eyes. "I know what you mean... there've been times I can't be with my family for holidays." He went with Zach into the living room. It looked so empty. "You're coming with me for Christmas, to my family, okay?" he asked. "Mom won't mind and Dad would love company for the game."

"Are you sure? I feel like I would be intruding on your time with your family." He raised an eyebrow.

Chris nobly refrained from hitting Zach on the back of the head. "We're going to have a lot of people over, friends and Katie's boyfriend is coming too. It's not like it'll just be us, and trust me, you want to taste my mom's cooking."

"I just wasn't sure if we were at the meeting the family stage yet, not that I mind, don't get me wrong." He smiled.

"It's completely up to you how we handle it," Chris said, quietly. "For this year, if you want, we can say you're coming as my friend who doesn't have anyone here in town, and we don't need to go into details until we're ready to share them. I don't mind... I'm still wrapping my mind around it. But if you want to do this now, I can handle it. I don't think they'll be surprised, somehow."

"Maybe we should wait and see how everything feels?" He offered. "See how well I get along with them before we decide to tell them?"

"I'd like that, but I don't want to hide you if you don't want to be hidden," Chris answered. "I think it would be better to see how it goes first, though." He leaned up just a little and pressed his lips to Zach's. "I just want what's best for us all."

"I do too, really I just want us to be happy, and I think we're doing okay with that." He smiled. "Eventually holding your hand would be nice but I am not choosy."

"I think we are, you make me very happy," Chris smiled. "And having you with me on Christmas will make me happy too. And you know what else would make me happy? If maybe we could make this place look a little more like it's December..." he winked.

"Bah humbug doesn't fly with you huh? I think I have some stuff in my basement storage if you insist I decorate." He smiled.

"You're lacking the weird Victorian nightwear for that, especially the nightcap," Chris answered. "And thank goodness, I thought we might have to brave the crowds in the stores. So... want some help?" he asked.

"Yah, if you want. I don't have that much but mom shipped it cause she said it wasn't right for me not to decorate even if I travelled." He chuckled lightly.

"Your mom is a very sensible lady," Chris answered. He took a moment to kiss Zach again. "Have I mentioned how much I love kissing you yet today?" he asked, knowing full well that he hadn't. "And I love decorating. Almost..." he paused, and turned.

"Almost?" Zach slipped his arms around Chris' stomach and pulled their bodies flush against each other. "Almost what babe?"

"I wasn't going to say it yet," Chris murmured, leaning back against Zach. "But..." he turned his head to look into Zach's eyes, even if hurt his neck a little, he had to see his reaction to the words. "Almost as much as I love you." He knew it was too early, that he was probably going to scare Zach away. But it was true and he couldn't help saying it.

"It is early, but that doesn't mean its not what we feel." He said softly.

"We?" Chris moved his body around so he could look at Zach properly.

"Yah...we." Zach smiled, grazing their lips again. "I mean that too. Just...the words are big..."

"I know," Chris nodded. "Like I said, wasn't going to say them yet. I've known for a long time... if it wasn't before the party, that was the night I knew."

"Really? I mean, I hardly think saving you from some crazy girl should be our turning point." He laughed softly.

"As much as I liked that, and I did, I was thinking more about how careful you were and are," Chris answered. "Not rushing me, keeping this at my pace, and I've felt how hard you get, know how much I want to urge you to go further than I know I'm ready for... it means a lot that we can get past that because this is more."

"I could jerk off to the thought of you for years if that's what it took to make you ready. I am not some horny teen that needs cock to know there's a connection." Zach pressed a light kiss to his lips

"It's not going to be years," Chris smiled. He knew Zach knew that, but he wanted to say it. "I'd like to watch you..." it was a step they hadn't taken, not yet, and he suddenly wanted to see Zach, abandoned and needy, all about his own pleasure. "And I know there's a connection. We build it every day."

"Yah?" Zach smirked slightly. "Never pegged you for someone who liked to watch." He pulled their bodies tighter together. "No way I can talk you into saying fuck the decorations and moving right to that?"

"Watching you jerk off because I turned you on? God, that's the hottest thing I can think of right now," Chris answered. "And... tempting, Quinto. Tempting. But no... you said you didn't have much."

Zach laughed softly and shrugged. "Can't blame me for trying now can you?" He pulled away a bit. "Lets go get the stuff."

"Can't blame you at all," Chris followed Zach down to the basement. "So glad you have a cat, or I'd so not walk down into this place without asking if there's anything hiding." He laughed. "Now you'll tell me Harold doesn't get down here and I can panic again."

"I don't actively keep him out, but he's not in here all the time." He smiled. "And if he came back with mice I'd be calling an exterminator, don't worry."

"It's not mice so much," Chris said. "There are other basement pests. But he'd let you know, or Noah would," he nodded. "I'm not a wuss - I've seen those things up close."

"Well if he came back with anything I'd flip out, cause I like to know what animals I'm feeding." He laughed and shook his head.

"Decorations," Chris said, deciding that changing the subject was a good idea. "Where are they?"

"Green box with black writing, should be toward the back." He pushed some things out of his way and grinned. "Got it."

"It's not like you made it easier to find," Chris teased. "Anyone would think you didn't want anything up."

"Wasn't planning on using them." He shrugged. "So I stuck them in the back."

Chris nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Let's get upstairs and get it up... then we can have some fun."

Zach busted out laughing. "I'm all for it, but we need to do the decorations first, right?"

Chris realised what he'd said and he couldn't help the blush that rose to his cheeks. "I actually... oh, you know what I meant," he said, laughing.

"I do, but I have to tease you, its a rule...can't leave yourself open saying something like that and expect me not too." He smiled.

"I know, you did that before we got together," Chris said. "Okay so it's more sexual now." He took one side of the box. "I like the idea of watching you stretch to put these up..."

"You're so funny...you go back and forth between filthy and virginal. I appreciate it, it keeps me guessing." Zach smiled, leading the other man up the stairs. "Its just a few decorations and some throw blankets for the couches with Santa on them." He laughed. "You're so going to make me buy more."

"Well... I might have bought a few things over," Chris admitted. "No tree, though. Just a few things."

"You came packing decorations. You're working up the gay ladder slowly you know that right?" He kicked the door to the storage shut once they were out and led Chris to set the box on the couch. "Okay, where to start."

"I'm yours, if that makes me gay, so be it," Chris answered. "I'll be right back," he said, heading out to the car to get the smaller box he'd brought over.

Zach settled down, pulling out a few things, mostly decorations of snowmen from the box and sighed. "I will hate you by New Years, I promise, and its cruel that there's no snow here."

"Who will you hate?" Chris asked, having heard the last. "Do you know I've never seen snow? Yes, I know the mountains are close but we just never made it there during the winter, there was always something going on."

Zach held up the small figure at Chris. "Him, I'm gonna hate him. I miss snow. Everyone in the Midwest bitches about it but it doesn't feel like the holidays without it."

"How can you hate him, he's so cute!" Chris said. "And wow... seriously?" He kissed Zach. "If I could you know I'd import snow for you."

"You're sweet, still wouldn't be home." He sighed and sagged back into the couch. "How long does it take for where you live to become home you think?" He asked softly.

Chris put the box down and moved over to sit beside Zach, holding him close. "It's impossible to put a time limit on it, baby."

"Its not happening fast enough. And I just can't stay here during these times. I might have to actually schedule my filming around it. I've been down for a week now." He snuggled into Chris. "You're the only thing making it better."

"You have me as long as you need me, whenever you need me," Chris held him tight. "Why can't you go back for Christmas?" he asked. "Is there a reason?"

"The audition...theres no way I could fly back and make it for sure. Its a big movie and I don't want to miss it." He sighed. "So just this once I'll sulk through the holidays here."

"Sorry, I knew you said that," Chris said. "Couldn't you go out just for Christmas Day though?"

"Travelling that day? Insanity." He sighed. "And then theres the weather..."

"Point," Chris nodded, wheels churning in his mind anyway.

"I hope this gets easier over time. I know this won't be the only time I'm stuck here." He frowned. "But at least I have someone to spend my sulking time with." He squeezed Chris lightly.

"I'm sure it will," Chris said and he leaned in for another kiss. "And I'm always here for you." He reached up to stroke Zach's hair. "I wonder if the pets think I'm petting you?" he said.

"Oh probably, they certainly get jealous of the attention not being doted where it properly belongs." He nodded toward Noah, who slept peacefully oblivious to them.

"Clearly," Chris said, just a little sarcastically, because Noah was clearly dreaming. "So shall we try and make this place a little more festive at least?"

"Yeah...I just don't know where to start. Mom sent me a wreath for the door..." He picked it up and showed Chris. "That seems like as good a place as any."

"Is there a hook on it or do we have to get the hammer out?" Chris grinned.

"There's a hook, apparently I'm the first bah-humbugger to live here." He smirked.

"Dammit, I was hoping to impress you with my elite hammering skills," Chris said. "But good," he took Zach's hand and led him to the door. "Now if you look, there'll be a thing on the back and you put it on the hook."

"Your elite hammering skills eh, might have to make a reason for you to show me that...and I know how to hang something on a hook smartass." He snorted.

"Well, I might," Chris said. "Always been into fixing things and woodwork... and I was only trying to help. You're the one who's complaining about the holidays..." he teased.

"I was thinking of a different kind of hammering." Zach grinned slightly.

"Well you'll have to show me that kind," Chris smiled. He watched as Zach hung the wreath.

Zach slipped the loop over the hook and smiled slightly. "I'm more then willing, and eventually I'd like to have you try doing the same to me."

"Just straighten it up a little," Chris said, eyeing it critically. "Mmm, I like that idea... both of them, actually."

He did as he was instructed. "Good." He turned and gave Chris a light kiss. "I'd hate to think you didn't want to try everything I did."

"I've done anal with girls," Chris said, lacing his fingers with Zach's. "Even been fucked by one. It was a while back, though."

"Fuck I'd like to have watched that...I bet your face was amazing that first time you came from someone fucking you." He leaned in and nuzzled Chris' neck.

"Well, she seemed to like it, but I somehow think when I come from you fucking me for the first time, it's going to be even better," Chris answered, shivering. He could feel Zach's lips, almost on that spot, the one that got him hard instantly. He wasn't sure if Zach was avoiding it so they could finish decorating before getting distracted, or just teasing or possibly both.

"God I can't wait to get upstairs...show you what you do to me." He hit that spot then, barely grazing. "I can't wait to share it with you."

"I can tell," Chris moaned. "You know what you're doing to me..." he smiled. "Shouldn't take us... long." He could tease too, and it might not be necessary to bend quite so far over to pick up the snowmen figures.

"Your fucking hot...I can't help that, its totally not my fault." He laughed gently. "I won't ever try to criticize you for it either."

"For what? Being new, or being hot?" Chris was a little confused. He waved the figures at Zach. "Where would you like these?"

"Coffee table for one, and the other somewhere in the kitchen." He smiled. "Not mad at you for either, just so you know."

"I'm just trying to figure out why you'd be mad at me for being hot?" Chris asked, placing one on the coffee table. "Not for playing with," he said sternly to Noah.

Zach laughed. "He doesn't bother things on the table unless their edible." He smiled. "And you just make it difficult for me to behave myself."

"Oh good," Chris smiled at Noah. "I'll remember that, too." He smiled at Zach. "Oh, well, that I understand, seem to have the same problem at times..."

Zach knelt and petted the dog affectionately. "You're not a dumb dog are you? Don't waste your energy chewing up stuff that doesn't taste good."

"You got him when he was bigger than a puppy, didn't you?" Chris asked. "And of course he's not."

"I did, he was a shelter dog. But I made a good choice obviously, look at how handsome he is." Zach grinned.

"You did, but he must've been past the chew everything that isn't nailed down stage puppies have," Chris smiled. "He's a gorgeous dog, you're right about that."

He stood and smiled. "We'll put the throws over the back of the couch and the loveseat in case we get chilly watching t.v. or I decide to take another nap and need a blanket." He laughed at himself.

"Sounds good," Chris nodded. "I might have to wrap it around you if you fall asleep on me... which I would not have a problem with."

"I'm not usually quite so narcoleptic." He chuckled. "Though I can fall asleep watching a movie no matter how good it is if I'm comfortable enough."

"Hmmm," Chris picked up a green and red ribbon wall decoration. "Where would this go? And good... though I won't put on anything too long if I want you awake then."

"Use one of the hooks in the hallway, take down one of the pictures and put it in that closet there." He arranged one of the throw blankets over the back of the couch.

Chris went into the hallway and took down a picture, there were several others of Zach with Joe so he was sure if that one was of sentimental value Zach would have told him, and he put it in the closet, then put the decoration on the hook.

Zach pulled out a few bathroom decorations from the box his mother sent him. A plastic red and green soap dish, and a toothbrush holder that matched. "You know, my mother has questionable taste sometimes."

Chris looked at them. "Your mother is wonderful but you are so right," he laughed. "At least you and I are the only ones who'll see them if you put them in the upstairs bathroom?"

"Yeah, lets do that, I don't especially need to be mocked by my friends." He chuckled lightly, setting them off to the side. "Anything else in your box for down here?"

"Well, Joe may possibly see it too, but I'm sure he's familiar with your mother's taste," Chris laughed. He looked. "There's this garland - wreath - whatever," it was a long strand of green with fake snow.

Zach studied it for a moment. "Drape that over the entertainment stand, if we decide it doesn't belong it's not bolted down, but at least that way its up for now."

Walking over, Chris did that, and turned to smile at Zach. "Is that all except for those?" he asked.

Zach nodded. "And a pillow, I'll put that on the bed though so if Joe sees it he'll see I decorated everywhere. She'll ask, I promise." Zach grabbed the items and headed for the stairs. "C'mon."

Chris followed Zach. "Of course, I'm also following you because well... I know where we're going..." he grinned. "For some reason I'm very fond of your bedroom."

"Can't imagine why." Zach snorted. "Maybe the whole promise of a show thing..."

"Or the kissing and touching that's gonna lead there," Chris murmured. He was sure he was addicted to Zach's lips.

Zach laughed gently. "I'll get the bathroom stuff, toss the pillow on the chair and get comfortable." He smiled. "I'll be right there."

"Okay, baby," Chris pulled the covers down and kicked his shoes off, but left the rest of his clothes on, he knew Zach liked to take them off.

Zach came out a few minutes later, pulling his shirt off and tossing it on the chair. "Mmm...theres my Christmas present."

"Unwrap me, then," Chris responded, picking up on the cue and making his voice as seductive as he could.

Zach grinned, crawling onto the bed and pulling at Chris' shirt. "Need to feel you baby..." He murmured softly.

Chris moved so Zach could get his shirt off. "Don't tear this one... it's hell to explain," he smiled.

Zach nodded, tugging the clothing off and tossing it to the floor, pulling Chris into a deep kiss and laying back so the other man was on top of him.

"Want some help with yours?" Chris asked, rather liking the feeling of Zach's clothes against his skin. He moved against Zach, groaning as his cock hit the rough fabric of Zach's pants.

"Yah...I do." he murmured softly. "Please?"

Chris reached down and unbuckled Zach's belt. "Mmm, you're hard," he palmed Zach's cock through his pants. Then, not to tease too much, he unzipped him and slipped them down.

Zach moaned at the feeling of being freed from his clothing. "Fuck yes...such a little touch can make me come undone."

"I love that," Chris smiled. He was still capable of being surprised when Zach reacted so intensely to his touches. He stroked him, slowly. "God, you're so hot like this."

"I...god I'm supposed to be doing that...remember?" He arched into the touch though.

"You will," Chris smiled. He leaned down for a kiss. "I just can't resist touching you when you're like this."

Zach moaned and squirmed. "Fucking love how you feel around me..." He reached down and grazed his fingertips over the other mans hardness. "Going to make me retaliate?"

"Like I would ever stop you," Chris moaned, just the small touch setting him off. "Not sure we'll... actually separate, but I've got no problem with that."

Zach laughed. "Some time I should show you my toys...if the thought of me jerking off does this much too you..." He stroked the other man firmly then.

"Oh... god, yes!" Chris moaned, both for the stroke, which was exactly what he needed, and the idea of watching Zach with toys gave him some amazing mental images. "Might be able to separate for... for that..."

"Yeah? Turns you on that much huh? I'll have to remember that." He pulled the other mans face to his, kissing him deeply.

"Watching you fucking yourself... baby, that would turn me on so much I might come without touching myself." He groaned. "Just the idea of it makes me shiver."

"You want that now? Or you want it the good old fashioned way first?" Zach asked, giving his wrist a slight twist as he spoke.

"Don't you dare stop..." Chris groaned. "Or I will so not be responsible." He kissed Zach deeply, sliding his tongue into his mouth.

"Okay so the toys are later if I want to live, got it." He sucked on Chris' tongue then, giving him a rougher tug.

Chris just groaned, and tugged Zach as roughly, having figured out what Zach liked by now. He added a twist, too. "Fuck..." he managed to get out.

Zach nipped along his neck, gasping. "Fuck me...that feels amazing..."

"Everything with you feels so good," Chris whimpered. "Might not survive how good being fucked by you feels..." he arched his neck. "So fucking worth it..."

"Oh I'll make sure you live through it, I want to to it a lot." He threaded his fingers into Chris' hair and groaned.

"God... I love you," Chris moaned. He pushed against Zach, tightening his grip on his cock.

"Love you too..." He whispered, arching into Chris' touch. "God I'm so close so fast..."

"That's because we react so hard to each other," Chris moaned. "I love it."

"Making up for lost time I think." He traced Chris' neck with his tongue between words.

"Mmm, yes," Chris nodded. "That would be it, wouldn't it..." he sighed. "God..."

Zach squirmed against him. "Want to come together...Won't be able to hold it off for long..."

"Me either, baby, so close now," Chris whimpered softly. "How good this feels..." he moaned. "I love that."

"God..." Zach bit the other mans shoulder. "You want me to do it myself you should stop...or I could save that for the next round..."

It was hard, but Chris moved back. "I want to see you... so bad, baby," he moaned. "It's hard to move back, too."

Zach smiled, wrapping a hand around himself and groaning. "Love the feeling of your eyes on me."

"Okay, this might be worth it," Chris stared. "Fuck, you are so beautiful, baby." He watched him intently.

"You do it too...see if we can come together like this..." He gasped and arched into his hand.

Chris nodded, grasping his own cock and watching Zach, leaning back on the bed. "Fuck... baby."

"God...look at you...you look so good its like you were made for me." He sighed. "God I want to explore every inch of you..."

"You can," Chris said, moaning as he stroked his cock. "I want to feel your hands and your tongue and your mouth all over me..."

He moaned, arching and sighing. "Gonna come...please baby come with me."

"Yes, baby, god, I need to come...." Chris could feel it build and then he came, spilling over his hand as he moaned.

Zach trembled at the sight of the other man, exploding into his own hand with a gasp of the other mans name.

"God..." Chris moved up close to Zach, running his fingers over the come that coated him, and licking it off them. "You taste good, baby." He hadn't done this before, but he liked Zach's taste. He leaned down, licking up a little more.

Zach took a hold of the other mans hair with his clean hand and gasped, watching him move. "Oh my god...you're so fucking hot...that feels so sexy..."

Chris smiled up at Zach. "You taste good... I want to find out more about that too..." he licked, slowly, over Zach's cock, gently because he knew he'd be sensitive.

Zach moaned, pushing the other man back to offer him the same treatment, tracing his tongue over the other mans cock first before moving to clean his fingers.

"Fuck, that's good," Chris sighed. "The feel of your tongue there..." he smiled. "God you're amazing." He lay back, letting Zach taste him. "So good, baby."

"You taste good too...I can't wait too feel you come in my mouth..." He moaned softly.

"God... I want that so much," Chris said. "If I hadn't just come I'd be begging you to suck me right now." He flushed. "I didn't know I could need something so much."

"We're figuring out a lot of things together." He smiled up at the other man happily.

"I like that," Chris smiled back. "It's a journey. One I'm really glad to be taking with you."

"Yeah, me too." He smiled. "Fuck you wore me out." He laughed. "All that decorating, and then this...I'm not the youngster I used to be."

"Nap - because I could use some rest too, even if I don't sleep - dinner, and then you show me your toys?" Chris suggested.

"Mmmm...fuck yes." He groaned. "Can't wait to give you a nice show."

"Maybe I could come in your mouth too," Chris murmured, kissing Zach's cheek lightly.

"Fuck...I'd love that...Maybe just jerk off while you watch me put on the show, and come in my mouth as a reward for me..." He shuddered softly.

"Mmm, you'll have to earn it," Chris smiled. "But I am sure you will, baby. You're so good at making me come undone."

"I'd love to let you fuck my face too...god I want to do all of it." He sighed. "I'm sure I'll earn it."

"I want to do it all too, baby," Chris nodded. "You will... you're very good at persuasion." He was surprised that he yawned. "Must be more in need of some rest than I thought."

"Mmm..." He shifted so he could lay against the other man, nuzzling into his neck. "Sleep..."

"Mmm," Chris echoed, agreeing. He snuggled a little closer to Zach and closed his eyes.