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Behind the scenes SHE
The next few hours after Abed made such a bold promise to me, were a blur, he did give me the tour, but I was barely even there, my mind could not stop replaying his words, I could see his mouth form the words in my mind, a shiver ran through my spine. My eyes kept darting in the direction of his crotch, I could not stop thinking of how he heavy he felt in my hand. I shake the thoughts from my head, he was making a cup of tea for me, he knew my favorite, unsurprisingly. “Do you have some place to be?” I asked after watching his eyes return to the watch attached to his wrist for the what seemed like the tenth time in three minutes. He gave me an easy expression, one that said not to worry about anything, but it only had my insides melting, I felt a blush creep up my face, so I look away.“We are wrapping up shooting for a movie. I have to be there soon.” he explained calmly,My eyes widen, I did not know he was shooting a movie, there was no news about that, at least Greg did not kn
Behind the scenes SHE
Rage boiled in my veins as I urged the taxi driver to hurry up, my house was on fire. The house I was excited about when I first got it, my sanctuary, I actually felt safe there, how could they...? I sniffed, tears blurred my vision, the telltale sounds of sirens in the distance not only confirmed that it was not a prank, and someone had indeed torched my safe space, it also said help was on it’s way, the house was huge, I was sure some part of it was salvageable. My wet eyes are drawn to my phone screen once again, more and more comments were piling up, the famous girl with a burning house in the distance meme was being recreated, a gasp leaves my mouth as I watch the growing fire. “She wanted to be fucked by a hot fireman, and we provided everything she needs for that, SHE should be thanking us. #notallheroeswearcapes.” I stared at the comment as it garnered likes and reposts, not one person rebuking the author of the tweet for excusing the behaviour. My phone vibrated in my ha
Behind the scenes HE
My phone had dinged with a notification, someone was in my car, and since the car was supposed to be parked right where I left it in my garage, in the house where she was supposed to be safe, I broke one of my own rules, no use of phones while on set. I watched the live feed, as her beautiful face came into focus, my pants tighten just from seeing her on the screen, hurriedly, I excuse myself to the bathroom like I did whenever she had tweeted something when I was at work, or any of her movies came out. I hear a groan slip past my lips as I watch her on my screen tucking her lower lip into her mouth.“I hope you aren’t trying to run away Peanut...” I mutter to myself.Disappointment pools in my gut, she was running away, I was the only one feeling all of this, I knew that, but I didn’t think it was bad enough for her to run away from me. I run my hands through my hair, I could not even get furious at her, she was all I dreamt about, her shy smile constantly ran through my mind. I kn
Behind the scenes SHE
“I absolutely love them.” Abed answers, his sincerity and his words, all of them make my body hum.“Who is that?” Gregory slurred.“Do you think I am disgusting for all of the things I tweeted?” I ask, “No, I think you are brave. Not everyone can share their fetishes with the world as confidently as you have, and I know everyone has some form of depravity in them, I know I do.” “What the fuck are you talking about? Who the fuck are you with?”He was really drunk, Gregory would never curse me out, more so never this aggressively. “Do you like my kinks?”“I love them.”I swallow, my throat dry from how he says this looking directly in my eyes. I could feel the heat pooling in between my legs. “Do you want to do them with me?”“Forever if I can.”“Then bring out the contract, I have to sign it again. This time with full consent.”I take everything in, this time with fresh eyes and the knowledge that I had no home to go back to, the set like cave walls of this house would have to be m
Behind the scenes SHE
I did not particularly like being called a wuss, but I hated it even more now that it was coming from me, a drunk me, but me nonetheless, it was my subconscious calling me a wuss anyway. My own handwriting mocked me as I stared at the sheet of paper. I could almost see me drunk laughing at sober me, along with the rest of the world. Gregory’s words float back to me. Robot. Fresh clay. No thoughts of my own. I grab a pen and sign on top of my old signature, he watched me with a raised brow,“It was already signed, was there any need to do that?”I eye the piece of paper that held thee fresh signature, and the clause in my own handwriting that mocked me. I ordinarily would not have signed it, seeing as the contract stated a few things I was not sure I was comfortable with, like the fact that it states Abed, the Dom, was in charge of everything that concerned me from henceforth, and that included how I dressed, how I responded to him, how I lived, when I went to bed, everything. And
Behind the scenes SHE
There is a light knock on my door the next morning, too tired from a restless night’s sleep, I can’t bring myself to open the door for my early morning visitor, instead I stay tucked in, and ask them to come in. The door opens a crack and Abed’s head peeks in, he looks even better in the day light, and looks very much well rested. He flashes me a beautiful smile which momentarily knocks the wind out of me, and definitely knocks the memory of threatening to kill people out of my mind. “Good morning baby girl.” he greets,“May I come in?”Sitting up, my fingers running through my hair, and hope my face looked as fresh as they did in the movies, but of course, then I had make up on. “Sure, of course, and good morning to you too.” I say hurriedly, before clearing my throat as quickly and as noiselessly as possible.He walked inside with a breakfast trolley in front of him, I gasp when my eyes fall on the mountain of different food items in front of me.“Are you trying to feed an army
Behind the scenes SHE
Turns out I need help as the people of the online community have been saying, since I was willing to overlook-- and explain to myself that the murder was in fact fictional. I made sure to soak longer than necessary in the bath, letting the hot water work through the knots in my shoulders and the worries in my mind. A warm shower was one of the things I was extremely grateful for once I left the orphanage, Sweet home was not the absolute worse but we only had the warmest of baths on our birthdays, and the day you get adopted, or finally age out, so when I aged out, that was my last warm bath, until I was able to afford the kind I preferred, the steaming kind. Dressed in the bathroom, I find myself at loss, I had no clothes of mine here, unless I wanted to repeat the silky gown that I had been wearing for ages. “How could you be so stupid!” I chastise myself as I walk towards what I never thought I would be putting on my body again, only to find a black, button down shirt laid out o
Behind the scenes SHE
My head swiveled to find the speaker, Margaret, her first proper sentence to me, and the first time my eyes left Abed. “What are you talking about?”She doesn’t look up from her work as she fitted a skirt around my body, her lips thin and pressed together in concentration. “You didn’t know? I suspected it was you running the fan site.” She says again,“Margaret.” Abed says, I didn’t miss the sharp warning in his tone, and neither does she, because her brows furrows and her lips tighten, as if to say, she was not going to say more.“What fan site? What is going on?” I ask everyone, my eyes darting from Margaret, to Fran, and then to Grace, whom I thought, we had a connection of some sort, but not even she would raise her eyes to my mine. Groaning, I give up asking, and fish out my phone instead, as I am putting in the password, Abed’s voice halts me,“Some of your fans, banded together, they created a fan site that sends out a rebate tweet per second, fighting for you online, and a
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