What? They've acted in OTHER things?!

[hhanon]

So, 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 [2A/2]

[(Anonymous)]

The wedding party is not going in full swing below (seriously, he’s pretty sure that Marcus would rather turn into an eight foot lizard than indulge in any vaguely rhythmical swaying), but even if it was that wouldn’t matter. He has Chris pinned to the hotel wall, the train gone and her hair all mussed, and he doesn’t really feel inclined to care about the spirit of party at present moment.

…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.