Fic: The Dark of the Matinée
Title: The Dark of the Matinée
Rating: R
Pairing: Chris/Zach
Word Count: ~1640
Summary: Chris & Zach go on a friend-date. Silliness and snark ensue. And a blow job.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Didn't happen.
Author's Note: Inspired by this prompt at trek_rpf_kink.
“A matinée? Are you serious?”
“Sure, why not?”
“I don't know.. I just wasn't expecting that..”
“When I was a kid my parents always took me to the movies on my birthday. I'm feeling nostalgic I guess.. But we don't have to go.”
“Dude, it's your birthday, we can do whatever you want.”
Chris smiled. “Thanks dude. I figure a matinée still leaves the evening open for dinner and hitting a club or something.”
Zach nodded, “sounds good.
*
They hadn't put much thought into what they were going to see, and then nearly pissed themselves laughing when they realized Star Trek was still playing at the local movie house that still showed $3.00 matinées.
“Zach, we have to.” Chris begged, finally catching his breath.
Zach looked hesitant, but gave in easily. “It's your birthday, I told you, whatever you want.”
*
As they entered the theater it became clear they were going to be the only customers at the 2pm show. Chris was cradling an armful of snacks, while Zach carried their drinks. When Chris realized the room was empty he turned quickly, nearly knocking one of the drinks from Zach's hand.
“It's empty! This is awesome!”
Chris was wide-eyed and beaming, and Zach gave him a quizzical look.
“No one's seeing our movie, why is that awesome?”
Chris scoffed. “The movie's been out for months, it doesn't matter. It's awesome because we can chat and do whatever we want without bugging people.”
Zach tilted his head and gave a slight nod, before following Chris to a seat in the back row.
Chris opened his arms and dumped his snacks on a seat, before plunking himself down.
“This is so great,” he said to himself quietly, glancing around and smiling. “Reminds me of this one time, my sister and I saw a movie and we were the only ones in the place. We spent the entire hour and a half running up and down the aisles and throwing candies at the screen.”
“Sounds.. great.” Zach said with a teasing laugh.
Chris pulled a face and gave Zach a friendly punch in the arm. “I was ten.. and it was great.”
*
“Popcorn?” Chris asked, his left arm extending the half-empty bag towards Zach's face.
“No, man, that stuff is awful.”
Chris rolled the top of the bag closed and tossed it back on the seat beside him. Then he reached for a bag of sour patch kids, making a loud racket as he ripped it open.
“Seriously, you're going to eat all of that junk you bought?” Zach asked with a smirk.
Chris turned to him and stared for a moment, challenging, before pulling a handful of the sour candies from the bag and stuffing them into his mouth. A few fell on the floor as Chris's mouth overflowed. He gave Zach an exaggerated smile, colorful candies sticking out from his lips, before turning his gaze back to the movie.
Zach waited a moment before speaking again. “Can I have one?”
Chris guffawed, and turned back to Zach. “You mock me for eating them, and now you want some?” His voice sounded angry, but his expression was amused.
“I was kidding.. and they're my favorite.”
Chris smiled, and offered the candy to Zach. “It's all good. What's mine is yours.”
Zach raised an eyebrow at Chris as he reached into the bag.
Chris furrowed his brow, pausing for a second to consider what he had just said. “I mean.. you know what I mean. Of course you can have some.”
Zach smirked at Chris before popping a candy into his mouth and glancing back at the screen.
Chris's own gaze went back to the screen. “Shut up,” he said, even though Zach hadn't said a word.
*
“Spock totally wants Kirk.”
Zach shrugged his shoulders as he took a sip of his drink. "Yeah, maybe."
“Did you ever ask Leonard about that?”
Zach swallowed, and shook his head. “Not directly. We were talking about fans once, and it came up briefly.”
“What did he say?”
“You know, friendship, epic love, can be taken many ways, et cetera.”
Chris seemed to ponder that for a moment, not taking his eyes off the screen.
“Can be taken many ways, my ass. Look at the way Spock's looking at Kirk.”
Zach glanced at Chris for a second, “that's us, you know.”
“WHAT?!” Chris exclaimed, in mock surprise. “Us, you say? I did not realize! Thank you Mister Quinto!”
Zach rolled his eyes. “I just mean, I wasn't intentionally playing it that way.”
Chris smirked. “Yeah, right. Distracted by my good looks, I'd say. It bled into your performance.”
Zach took a second to respond. Still watching the screen, he grinned and muttered quietly, “it was those damn lips.”
Chris laughed, reaching for his drink. “Ahh yes, my irresistible lips.”
Zach didn't respond, and Chris glanced at him out of the corner of his eye for a moment before turning his attention back to the screen.
*
“Remember when you shoved me so hard I flipped over the Captain's chair?”
Zach nearly choked on his drink as he let out a loud laugh. “Yes.”
“So violent..” Chris muttered to himself.
“Not violent,” Zach replied. “You're just so weak. I barely pushed you.”
Chris turned to Zach, wide-eyed and grinning. “Weak?!”
Zach nodded, keeping his eyes on the screen. “You heard me.”
Chris chuckled, not taking his eyes off Zach. “Give me a break, Quinto. I was just distracted by the Spork love.”
Zach smirked. “The Spork Power.”
“The power of the Spork love!” Chris exclaimed, still refusing to turn his attention back to the movie.
Zach fixed his gaze on the screen as Chris slowly moved his face closer.
He was humming, and Zach attempted to ignore him.
The humming turned to singing.
“...sometimes I'm frightened, but hmmm hmmm hmm hmmm hmm.. of the power of Spork love..”
Zach laughed and rolled his eyes. “Man, shut up. Watching a movie here.”
“Stop watching.” Chris said with a grin. “ I've seen it before. I'll tell you how it ends.”
“Can't,” Zach replied, completely straight-faced. “I'm too distracted by Kirk's lips.”
Chris didn't pause to think before he leaned in closer, “I can distract you with them now, if it'll get you to pay attention to me.”
Zach turned his head, his lips suddenly only an inch or two from Chris's.
“Chris..” he said quietly, a warning tone evident in his voice. “Don't.”
The grin vanished from Chris's face as he stared at Zach. What the hell had he been thinking?
Truth be told, Chris hadn't been thinking. He'd just been having fun joking around with Zach. So what the hell made Chris suddenly want to kiss him?
Fuck it, he thought.
Chris leaned forward, and pressed his lips against Zach's.
*
Zach had held back at first, his eyes wide and lips still, before finally giving in as Chris pushed and licked against his mouth.
“Those damn lips..” Zach had muttered between kisses, and they both laughed.
Zach's own lips were softer than Chris expected, and his mouth tasted minty.
Chris tasted like buttered popcorn and sugar, and Zach didn't mind.
*
Chris had been surprised at how quickly his body responded to kissing Zach, the front of his pants growing tighter, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
Zach eased off for a second, glancing down at Chris's lap. His eyes moved back up to meet Chris's.
Chris smirked, and Zach dropped to his knees.
He made quick work of Chris's zipper, frantically worked his hand inside Chris's pants, as if he was afraid the spell would break any minute and Chris would tell him to stop.
Chris wasn't entirely sure where things were going, but he had no intention of stopping. He watched as Zach grasped him and yanked him out of his pants, moving his mouth to quickly devour Chris's erection. Chris's breathing was shallow as he watched Zach's lips move over him.
Suddenly Zach moved a hand down to his own lap. Chris's gaze followed, and he watched as Zach palmed himself through his jeans before tearing at his zipper and shoving his hand inside to touch himself.
As Zach stroked himself his breathing grew more erratic, his breath coming in hot huffs across Chris's cock.
“Fuck Chris..” Zach panted, licking and sucking, while stroking himself. “Fuck..”
Chris reached out to splay his hand through Zach's hair, pushing his head down with a steady rhythm. Zach's eyes closed and he moaned, and Chris could feel his climax building as the vibrations ran over his cock and through his body.
Zach came just as Chris's own orgasm hit, and he shot hot liquid down the back of Zach's throat. Zach swallowed hard, and continued to suck gently as he rode out his own orgasm, his cum spurting out over his hand and onto the floor.
*
Zach had wiped his hand on his jeans as he stood quickly, zipped up his pants, and took his seat again.
He stared silently at the screen, focusing on the movie as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn't just had his mouth on Chris's dick.
Chris kept an eye on Zach as he reached down to shove himself back into his pants and do up his own zipper.
“So..” he said slowly. “That was.. fun..”
Zach half-nodded, refraining from looking at Chris.
Chris furrowed his brow, watching Zach not watching him.
He paused, and then leaned closer and sang quietly, “sometimes I'm frightened but I'm something something something.. of the power of Spork love..”
Finally Zach smirked and turned to look at him. “Watching a movie here.”
Chris smirked back, and leaned in quickly to kiss Zach before he could pull away. “No you're not.”
Rating: R
Pairing: Chris/Zach
Word Count: ~1640
Summary: Chris & Zach go on a friend-date. Silliness and snark ensue. And a blow job.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Didn't happen.
Author's Note: Inspired by this prompt at trek_rpf_kink.
“A matinée? Are you serious?”
“Sure, why not?”
“I don't know.. I just wasn't expecting that..”
“When I was a kid my parents always took me to the movies on my birthday. I'm feeling nostalgic I guess.. But we don't have to go.”
“Dude, it's your birthday, we can do whatever you want.”
Chris smiled. “Thanks dude. I figure a matinée still leaves the evening open for dinner and hitting a club or something.”
Zach nodded, “sounds good.
*
They hadn't put much thought into what they were going to see, and then nearly pissed themselves laughing when they realized Star Trek was still playing at the local movie house that still showed $3.00 matinées.
“Zach, we have to.” Chris begged, finally catching his breath.
Zach looked hesitant, but gave in easily. “It's your birthday, I told you, whatever you want.”
*
As they entered the theater it became clear they were going to be the only customers at the 2pm show. Chris was cradling an armful of snacks, while Zach carried their drinks. When Chris realized the room was empty he turned quickly, nearly knocking one of the drinks from Zach's hand.
“It's empty! This is awesome!”
Chris was wide-eyed and beaming, and Zach gave him a quizzical look.
“No one's seeing our movie, why is that awesome?”
Chris scoffed. “The movie's been out for months, it doesn't matter. It's awesome because we can chat and do whatever we want without bugging people.”
Zach tilted his head and gave a slight nod, before following Chris to a seat in the back row.
Chris opened his arms and dumped his snacks on a seat, before plunking himself down.
“This is so great,” he said to himself quietly, glancing around and smiling. “Reminds me of this one time, my sister and I saw a movie and we were the only ones in the place. We spent the entire hour and a half running up and down the aisles and throwing candies at the screen.”
“Sounds.. great.” Zach said with a teasing laugh.
Chris pulled a face and gave Zach a friendly punch in the arm. “I was ten.. and it was great.”
*
“Popcorn?” Chris asked, his left arm extending the half-empty bag towards Zach's face.
“No, man, that stuff is awful.”
Chris rolled the top of the bag closed and tossed it back on the seat beside him. Then he reached for a bag of sour patch kids, making a loud racket as he ripped it open.
“Seriously, you're going to eat all of that junk you bought?” Zach asked with a smirk.
Chris turned to him and stared for a moment, challenging, before pulling a handful of the sour candies from the bag and stuffing them into his mouth. A few fell on the floor as Chris's mouth overflowed. He gave Zach an exaggerated smile, colorful candies sticking out from his lips, before turning his gaze back to the movie.
Zach waited a moment before speaking again. “Can I have one?”
Chris guffawed, and turned back to Zach. “You mock me for eating them, and now you want some?” His voice sounded angry, but his expression was amused.
“I was kidding.. and they're my favorite.”
Chris smiled, and offered the candy to Zach. “It's all good. What's mine is yours.”
Zach raised an eyebrow at Chris as he reached into the bag.
Chris furrowed his brow, pausing for a second to consider what he had just said. “I mean.. you know what I mean. Of course you can have some.”
Zach smirked at Chris before popping a candy into his mouth and glancing back at the screen.
Chris's own gaze went back to the screen. “Shut up,” he said, even though Zach hadn't said a word.
*
“Spock totally wants Kirk.”
Zach shrugged his shoulders as he took a sip of his drink. "Yeah, maybe."
“Did you ever ask Leonard about that?”
Zach swallowed, and shook his head. “Not directly. We were talking about fans once, and it came up briefly.”
“What did he say?”
“You know, friendship, epic love, can be taken many ways, et cetera.”
Chris seemed to ponder that for a moment, not taking his eyes off the screen.
“Can be taken many ways, my ass. Look at the way Spock's looking at Kirk.”
Zach glanced at Chris for a second, “that's us, you know.”
“WHAT?!” Chris exclaimed, in mock surprise. “Us, you say? I did not realize! Thank you Mister Quinto!”
Zach rolled his eyes. “I just mean, I wasn't intentionally playing it that way.”
Chris smirked. “Yeah, right. Distracted by my good looks, I'd say. It bled into your performance.”
Zach took a second to respond. Still watching the screen, he grinned and muttered quietly, “it was those damn lips.”
Chris laughed, reaching for his drink. “Ahh yes, my irresistible lips.”
Zach didn't respond, and Chris glanced at him out of the corner of his eye for a moment before turning his attention back to the screen.
*
“Remember when you shoved me so hard I flipped over the Captain's chair?”
Zach nearly choked on his drink as he let out a loud laugh. “Yes.”
“So violent..” Chris muttered to himself.
“Not violent,” Zach replied. “You're just so weak. I barely pushed you.”
Chris turned to Zach, wide-eyed and grinning. “Weak?!”
Zach nodded, keeping his eyes on the screen. “You heard me.”
Chris chuckled, not taking his eyes off Zach. “Give me a break, Quinto. I was just distracted by the Spork love.”
Zach smirked. “The Spork Power.”
“The power of the Spork love!” Chris exclaimed, still refusing to turn his attention back to the movie.
Zach fixed his gaze on the screen as Chris slowly moved his face closer.
He was humming, and Zach attempted to ignore him.
The humming turned to singing.
“...sometimes I'm frightened, but hmmm hmmm hmm hmmm hmm.. of the power of Spork love..”
Zach laughed and rolled his eyes. “Man, shut up. Watching a movie here.”
“Stop watching.” Chris said with a grin. “ I've seen it before. I'll tell you how it ends.”
“Can't,” Zach replied, completely straight-faced. “I'm too distracted by Kirk's lips.”
Chris didn't pause to think before he leaned in closer, “I can distract you with them now, if it'll get you to pay attention to me.”
Zach turned his head, his lips suddenly only an inch or two from Chris's.
“Chris..” he said quietly, a warning tone evident in his voice. “Don't.”
The grin vanished from Chris's face as he stared at Zach. What the hell had he been thinking?
Truth be told, Chris hadn't been thinking. He'd just been having fun joking around with Zach. So what the hell made Chris suddenly want to kiss him?
Fuck it, he thought.
Chris leaned forward, and pressed his lips against Zach's.
*
Zach had held back at first, his eyes wide and lips still, before finally giving in as Chris pushed and licked against his mouth.
“Those damn lips..” Zach had muttered between kisses, and they both laughed.
Zach's own lips were softer than Chris expected, and his mouth tasted minty.
Chris tasted like buttered popcorn and sugar, and Zach didn't mind.
*
Chris had been surprised at how quickly his body responded to kissing Zach, the front of his pants growing tighter, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
Zach eased off for a second, glancing down at Chris's lap. His eyes moved back up to meet Chris's.
Chris smirked, and Zach dropped to his knees.
He made quick work of Chris's zipper, frantically worked his hand inside Chris's pants, as if he was afraid the spell would break any minute and Chris would tell him to stop.
Chris wasn't entirely sure where things were going, but he had no intention of stopping. He watched as Zach grasped him and yanked him out of his pants, moving his mouth to quickly devour Chris's erection. Chris's breathing was shallow as he watched Zach's lips move over him.
Suddenly Zach moved a hand down to his own lap. Chris's gaze followed, and he watched as Zach palmed himself through his jeans before tearing at his zipper and shoving his hand inside to touch himself.
As Zach stroked himself his breathing grew more erratic, his breath coming in hot huffs across Chris's cock.
“Fuck Chris..” Zach panted, licking and sucking, while stroking himself. “Fuck..”
Chris reached out to splay his hand through Zach's hair, pushing his head down with a steady rhythm. Zach's eyes closed and he moaned, and Chris could feel his climax building as the vibrations ran over his cock and through his body.
Zach came just as Chris's own orgasm hit, and he shot hot liquid down the back of Zach's throat. Zach swallowed hard, and continued to suck gently as he rode out his own orgasm, his cum spurting out over his hand and onto the floor.
*
Zach had wiped his hand on his jeans as he stood quickly, zipped up his pants, and took his seat again.
He stared silently at the screen, focusing on the movie as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn't just had his mouth on Chris's dick.
Chris kept an eye on Zach as he reached down to shove himself back into his pants and do up his own zipper.
“So..” he said slowly. “That was.. fun..”
Zach half-nodded, refraining from looking at Chris.
Chris furrowed his brow, watching Zach not watching him.
He paused, and then leaned closer and sang quietly, “sometimes I'm frightened but I'm something something something.. of the power of Spork love..”
Finally Zach smirked and turned to look at him. “Watching a movie here.”
Chris smirked back, and leaned in quickly to kiss Zach before he could pull away. “No you're not.”