What? They've acted in OTHER things?!
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hhanonSo, you may be aware that some cast members of HH have acted in other things. Give their profession, this is understandable.
This post is for those who would like to prompt/fic about the other things the guys/girls have been in, without mixing it up with HH-related/non-crossover fic on the other posts.
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UNPROMPTED: Who Gets Married on a Thursday?, Female!Chris/Tim, NC-17 [1B/2]
Date: 2011-11-12 11:46 pm (UTC)“Marcus-“
“It can’t end any worse than your first one, after all.”
“Marcus-!”
…And he would take more offence, he would. But Chris is smiling at him again, and he’s too busy being consumed by wordlessly soppy fondness to do anything but reach out to her and feel her fingers squeeze in return.
“Marcus does have a point,” Caitlin reminds gently, after a few moments of such treatment.
“I’m not sure that he does,” the priest interrupts before he can fully snap free of Chris’ hypnotic sway (not that he could, not that he would ever really want to), “this is most irregular-“
“Shut it, priesty.”
“I’ve only seen the young man once before!”
“Shut it.”
“And I’m not quite sure if I want to marry an anarchist in my-“
“Priesty,” Chris smiles firmly, finally turning away from him and stealing Caitlin’s nickname while she’s at it, “The French revolution was directed not only at the incredibly idiotic aristocracy but also at changing the corrupt influence of the church in general politics, do you want that to happen again?”
“Chris,” he has to interrupt, groping vaguely forwards for her wrist as she glowers at the man, “Chris, that’s not helping our point…”
“Not really,” agrees the priest, looking a little terrified.
“Our point?” Chris smiles, looking back at him with so much fondness that his heart may melt a little.
…He stares wordlessly for only a moment.
“Come on, Tim,” is interrupted by a firm nudge in the ribs from Marcus, and a roll of his son’s eyes that really does say absolutely everything, “we all know your answer.”
“Marcus…”
Caitlin only smiles from the side.
…And, well, he thinks he knows why. As he steps forwards to stand besides Chris, takes both of her hands in his own and smiles at her a little shakily (even though this has to be better than the last time), “our point.”
And she beams.
“…Come on, then.”
And it’s not the most romantic ceremony, not by any means, but as she dips him in a kiss he still finds it the most perfect thing that he’s ever known.
Heck, even Marcus smiles!
UNPROMPTED: Who Gets Married on a Thursday?, Female!Chris/Tim, NC-17 [2A/2]
Date: 2011-11-12 11:50 pm (UTC)…Wow, that didn’t sound sad at all.
But that’s alright! Because he can blame Chris. His glorious, glorious wife who can’t seem to stop laughing as he hitches her skirt up and traces his fingers over the soft skin of her thighs, “say it.”
“No,” he huffs back, laughing himself as he dips in for another kiss and gently guides her leg over his hip.
“Say it.”
“No…”
“Tim.”
He can’t help chuckling, drunk on the happiness and the atmosphere and the ring (drunken rings, the world will never improve from this moment), even as he gently mouths along her jaw. As he grasps her hips and makes sure she’s propped up against the wall and nudges against her with an eagerness that can’t quite be contained, “Chris…”
She gasps as he finally slides in, giggles again and frames his face for yet another kiss (and he really does want to do this all the time, for there’s nothing in the world better than kissing Chris), “I’m your wife now.”
“So?” He snorts mockingly, pants into her collarbone at the tightness of her (and he’ll never get used to this, he really won’t).
“I’ll make it good for you,” she pouts, hiccups out another laugh as he hits that wonderful angle that he’s finally starting to learn after all this time even though he needs more practice, needs all the practice), “if you’ll be nice to me…”
“I am nice to you.”
“You are not!”
“I married you today,” he tuts, half-tuts because he’s laughing so hard, continues thrusting in an entirely determined way.
“So?” As she pants and tries to look adorable at the same time, a hard feat as her long and lanky limbs start trembling around him.
“That’s pretty nice,” he reminds her, around the chuckles.
“…Possibly,” she admits only reluctantly, trying to tighten her legs and hide the helplessly around shudder (an impossible feat, but an almost endearing one all the same), “but please, hubby?”
“Chris…”
“Please?”
“Chris…”
“Please?”
He only smirks up at her, adjusts his grip so he can slide up at a slightly speedier angle.
“Ah…” One that gets her eyelashes fluttering, and her bottom lip jutting out, and her whole face lighting with a plan in a way that’s so attractive that he just has to kiss her cheek for it, “I love you?”
…Aw.
He considers it for a second, he already knows it but it is a thing to always be considered, before smiling. Bracing himself harder against the wall and leaning in to whisper in her ear in an ever so fond way “…You are my goddess, and I worship you.”
And she gigglesnorts, with a joy that can’t quite be contained-
And tightens everything. Suddenly moving so fast and so thorough that he can’t help but come breathlessly panting her name, with her laughing ever so smugly above him.
UNPROMPTED: Who Gets Married on a Thursday?, Female!Chris/Tim, NC-17 [2B/2]
Date: 2011-11-12 11:54 pm (UTC)As it should be, considering that he just married her and shagged her and shagged her in her wedding dress-
But he really does think that this is true love - as she slowly slides her legs down, and gives him an incredibly impish glance, and beams so sweetly that any heart would be touched, “I bet I can make you come again.”
…Yep.
True love, as he gasps wordlessly and stumbles backwards until he can flop onto the bed – stretching his limbs out and panting at the ceiling as she slowly rustles her skirts back over her legs and continues to smirk like she fully trusts her chances.
“…Go on, then.”
And she laughs, actually tilts her head back and laughs-
And slinks over until she can kneel on the bed in between his legs, reaching out to drag first his posh trousers and then his rather uninteresting underwear down his legs. Exposing his cock to air as he arches up on his elbows and frowns down at her in a really quite justified manner.
She smirks up at him, bracing her hands firmly on his knees…
And he does not expect her mouth hot and immediately hollowed around his cock, but he hardly minds as she takes most of it into her mouth in one go and starts sucking with great enthusiasm.
…And he’s still tired.
And faintly shaking, and happily boneless, and helplessly breathless. But then, in a way that is almost divine, she twists her head and flicks her tongue and hollows her cheeks – and he finds himself growing hard again, head thumping back against the pillows as his hands spring down to wind in her absurdly big hair.
She shakes slightly, trying to laugh even with her mouth occupied…
But he doesn’t mind, doesn’t mind as she slips a finger into her mouth alongside his cock – wriggles it there in a way that has his hips shaking and vainly trying to thrust.
And he doesn’t mind, really doesn’t mind as she moves her other hand to his balls – carefully flicks her fingers there as he starts loudly groaning with fingers fisting in the sheets.
And he doesn’t mind, definitely doesn’t mind as she suddenly swallows - deep throating him with a speed and skill that he never imagined but that he absolutely adores.
…Oddly enough, it doesn’t take long after that.
He comes shaking and shuddering and hissing her name again, finds himself actually unable to move (in the best possible way) as she swallows every single bit and slides back up his body – perching over his torso and beaming the moment he manages to open his eyes.
“I love you, that was amazing” …If not to make any sense, as she leans down for a terribly sweet kiss, “I love you, that was amazing. I love you.”
“Aw,” she beams down at him, rolls off until he can comfortably snuggle into her side, “I love you too, hubby.”
“…Wifey?”
“Incredibly sad, Tim.”
“…Ah.”
“Not just saying that.”
“Sorry.”
“Yeah.”
It is their wedding day, after all…