A Week Later
Your POV
After our little excursion to Paris and our talk about everything, we made up and was back on set. The whole atmosphere of the set was different and we all were working like a well-oiled machine. Scenes were getting done, no vital arguments were breaking out, besides who got the last cherry-filled doughnut. FYI, it was me. Martin was glad whatever was going on with Scarlet and I was finished and we could work together.
"Alright everyone, places. This is the last scene for the whole movie. Let's make it count." the assistant producer tells.
"Alright Y/N. This is where you and Scarlett have to decide if your love is stronger than your bosses' grasp. After you confess your feelings, she will do the same and you both, with the help of your partners escape unscathed from the fight and are wanted by both of your organizations, but are never found." Martin tells.
"Right. We'll blow them away.
"Break a leg," he says.
I get to my place and do some stretches as I wait for the producers to yell action.
"Alright, everyone!! This is the last scene, take 1. Action!!"
I rush into the building out of breath as I go up towards the roof. I take the stairs two at a time and was pulled into a room. I immediately start fighting them and push them back. I see it was Kaitlyn and breathe a sigh of relief.
"Dammit Kate, I almost killed you!!" I say, exasperated.
"Not the first time you tried to love," she tells.
"Don't get snarky with me. I'm the only one in this relationship that can be snarky." I tell.
I peer out of the door to make sure I wasn't followed as she keeps talking.
"The roof is swarming with guards. Our rendezvous point is AWOL," she tells.
"Shit!! Someone tipped them off. God, what are we going to do?" I ask, panicking.
She comes close to me and kisses me. I kiss back but she breaks it.
"Don't go panicking on me. We still have plan B." Scarlet tells.
"Right, and what is plan B exactly, because you failed to tell me the last time we were together?" I ask.
"We're going give them what they want," she tells.
"You mean we fake our deaths?" I ask.
"Not necessarily. They think that I still have you captive and want you back. You're going to go onto the roof and say that you were able to getaway. I'll go back to my organization to command a helicopter with Powell and swoop in before they even get you in their helicopter. All you have to do is hold them off until I get there." Blackfield tells.
"That is insane!!!.... Let's do it." I say.
I look out the door again and I hear the rushing of footsteps coming from above us.
"I'll go first, draw their attention away while you head upwards. The fewer guards up there, the better you can turn this in your favor," she tells.
"I know love. Once this is all over, I deserve a back massage and sex on the beach." I tell.
"The drink or?" Blackfield asks.
"Darling, you know it's always both," I tell, smirking.
"Once we get out of this alive, I'll treat you to this. I'm thinking Cabo," she tells.
"Too classic. I'm thinking Tahiti." I tell.
A few gunshots go off and we ready our guns.
"Let's put a pin in this conversation for later, love," she tells.
She kisses my head and shoots out, shooting above her and getting their attention.
"Go get 'em, babe," I whisper.
"CUT!! Beautiful ladies!! We'll get everything in place for the next scene, so take a five-minute break." the assistant producer tells.
I move offset with Scarlet and move over to the snack table. I grab a water and a mini sandwich and Scarlet gets water as well.
"I can't believe we're almost finished. This is all so exciting." I say.
"It's your first movie, so I'm excited about that too," she tells.
"Thanks," I say.
She gets a little closer to me by grabbing one of the mini sandwiches on the table. She nuzzles my hair as she lingers over me. She wasn't that much taller than me, just by an inch. I lean against her as we looked around the table, just to be close to her without anyone getting the notion that we were together.
"Can we say something now, sir?? Their cuteness is just unbearable!!" one of the production team asks.
We turn to see Martin smiling at us and got what the kid meant.
"How long have you known?" I ask.
For a good while. It was hard to pinpoint that you both were dating since you hide it so well." Martin tells.
"We try and stay professional when on set together," I tell.
"When it comes to breaks, we take that time to be together," Scarlett tells.
"Good. Now, let's get this last scene shot so you both can be unprofessional later." Martin tells.
We roll our eyes as he says that, but I do kiss Scarlett out in the open.
"Let's go, love," I tell, walking towards the set.
I was brought to the stairwell to run up to get to the roof and waited for my cue. I was wearing a skin-tight catsuit with little specs of fake blood here and there like I just shot someone. I did also get an earpiece that will be connected with Scarlet and the producers to give me my cue.
"Testing. One, two. Can you hear me okay?" a voice asks.
"I hear you loud and clear, P.B," I tell.
"That's good. Are you ready?" she asks.
"Ready and willing," I tell.
"Alright, everyone. Roof scene take 1. Action!!" she calls.
I race up the stairs and bust through the roof door. I see my supposed team as they see me and stick their guns up, ready to fight.
"Stand down!! Agent Cobra. How nice of it to see you. Did you do your job?" Commander Lynx asks.
"Yes, sir. Agent Blackfield is dead." I tell.
"Good. Now we just need something else from you," he tells.
"What is that, sir?" I ask.
He moves to take out his gun and I immediately go on edge.
"Now, I don't take failure easily, Agent Cobra. You know this," he tells, casually walking in a circle around me as he loaded his gun.
"I know sir. You've demonstrated your kind of "punishment" on me many times." I say.
"Yes, and you were the perfect specimen to try them on. You gave up willingly to everything I gave you. And that I'm glad for, but you've made some repeated offenses that can't happen." he says.
He stands behind me as he points his gun at my head.
"I wish I could say I was sad about this, but that would make me a liar," he tells, cocking back.
'I'm two clicks out love. Just hold on.' Kaitlyn tells.
"Any last words, Cobra?" he asks.
"Yeah," I say.
As quick as a cheetah, I turn on him, disarming him and pointed his own gun at his head.
"Fuck you."
His men point their guns at him, but don't shoot in fear of hitting him. We all hear a helicopter come in and I smirk at them.
"Now you didn't think that I wouldn't have back up, now would you?" I ask.
Someone rappels down behind me and hook me up to a rigging system.
"Hello, Lynx," Kaitlyn says.
"I should have known not to trust the likes of you!!" he growls.
"I'm just that good of an actress, Lynx. Now since Agent Blackfield here has already given your location to Bridge operatives and stolen your helicopter-" I start.
"Huh?" he asks, confused.
We watched as his helicopter was taking off without him by his third-in-command.
"-you won't be seen for a long time is your prison cell," I tell.
I push him forward, making him fall to the ground. I kiss Kaitlyn's cheek and grab the rappel line.
"Tata Commander," I say, pulling my line.
We rappel up and into the helicopter as we moved away from the building.
"So, where too?" Agent Powell asks.
"Tahiti. I have a date with a sly snake." Kaitlyn tells, pulling me close.
"What a coincidence. I have a date with a charming young agent there too." I tell, wrapping my arms around her neck.
I kiss her and she kisses back, just long enough before Martin yells cut. We pull away but linger a little before Martin tells everyone we were finished.
"We finish this later," I tell.
"I'll hold you to that," she tells.
We separate for some finishing touches to the scenes and some lines that need smoothing out, but we were finally finished.
Brief Smut. Your welcome.
I move towards my dressing room to only be pushed in by Scarlet and pressed up against the door.
"Couldn't wait, could you?" I ask.
"With you in that skin-tight catsuit and walking as you have been, I couldn't," she tells, huskily.
"I'm glad. I was about to wait." I tell, grabbing her suit.
I pull her lips against me and gave her a bruising kiss. She grabs around me for the zipper to the catsuit but decided to make it easy for her. I break the kiss and turn around for her, pressing myself against the door. She takes a hold of the zipper and pulls it down my body. I smirk at her growl when she sees that I'm not wearing anything under the catsuit.
"You were hoping for this, huh?" she asks, between the kisses down my back.
"Just a little." I moan.
She peels the catsuit off of me, gets down on her knees, and proceeds to eat me out. I pant at every stroke of her tongue and thrust of her fingers that I could muster without crying outright for someone to hear. She pulls away and I turn around, dropping to my knees to get to her pants. I easily was able to get her cock out of her pants and immediately started sucking. We didn't have a lot of time, so we had to make this quick but I didn't want to make this fast and uncomfortable for her. I start off gently but gradually get faster for our pressing matters.
"Fuck. You're so good at this." she moans.
I squeeze her balls a little bit, making her gasp and pull her out of my mouth.
"If you get us caught, there is no "this" later," I warn.
She nods quickly and I resume what I was doing. Once I knew I got her wet enough, I get back up and turn around.
"Come and get it, baby." I purr, beckoning her.
She lines up to me and pushes in. I moan at the fullness that was immediately stifled by her hand. She immediately starts thrusting into me knowing we're on a timer as I whimper and moan in her hand. She went as fast as she could at this angle, pounding into me as I tried to stifle my screams of pleasure. It wasn't long until I came on her as she pulls out, making me squirt on her thighs. She quickly pulls out and starts jacking off, cumming on the floor below us. We catch our breath for a minute before starting to clean ourselves up.
Smut Ends
"I think that would have been one of the most adventurous places I've had sex," I tell.
"None of your exes are exhibitionists?" she asks.
"All of them were either prudes or too kinky for my tastes," I tell, pulling on my underwear and pants.
"Well if you have a list, I can help you with it," she tells, pulling on some boxers.
"We'll talk about that later. Let's get going before someone catches us." I tell, finishing dressing.
We get out of the trailer and walked over to the parking lot. We get into a car and it takes us back to her place, which I've been staying at more frequently than my own house. Once we get to her house, we slip inside and do what we promised for most of the night.