HBC + character One Shots!

- Elizabeth Taylor | "Your turn" (NSFW)

Whoooop whoop! Time for a new interesting character!

I'm trying something a little new for the first part of this chapter, please tell me how you like it : )

Also, some ideas to this comes from k1nkforlove

Really recommend following them and reading her stories (She's brilliant)

Without further ado, let's get into it ; )
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Y/n's POV describing Elizabeth as "You"

There you were.. standing by the cameraman.. watching through the scene he had just captured, with you as the main frame..

Your perfect dark brown hair that swished with every movement you made, your dark eyelashes that had been curved into perfection.. those fashionable clothes you wore that fit so well with your face that was painted like a painting, making you a walking piece of art.

But you didn't need all of those things.. I've seen you without makeup, without those flashy clothes and earrings.. I've seen you as YOU..

And yet the reality we live in won't see the natural beauty that you are, and that's why you do it. Your thirst for doing what you love being the only thing keeping you in the business, only putting on that facade because of them, for their enjoyment.

You knew what the people wanted, giving them this fantasy of characters that you portrayed on the screen. Your eyes always lit up when you watched the tape the cameraman captured of you, and so did the eyes of other people when they saw you.

But now you're pointing at the cameras, furrowing your brows slightly, you weren't happy with the last clip you recorded. They would have to reshoot it, restart the scene just for your liking, because that's the power you hold.

Everyone on set moved to their position, making sure the props and statists were at the right place. Your elegance graced us once more as the camera started recording. Your lines rolling off your tongue as if it was flowing water, so naturally talented.

Your movements, words.. everything about you kept us hooked. When the scene was finished applause came as a reward, showing you how grateful we were. All my scenes were done for today, but I stayed to watch you.. I knew just as well as you that the cheers and applause made it all worth it.

You walked back to the cameraman, making sure of the clip's perfection. Your lips curled upwards, confirming my suspicions that you were indeed happy with the results. You thanked the cameraman for his work, making sure that you showed him how grateful you were..

But now, you were on you way over to me, leaving the scene of people behind you. Your heels that klinked against the floor of the set, those heels that of course matched with the color of your jacket.

"Well hello you.. didn't know you stayed until the whole filming was done?"

That was a lie. You had let you eyes rest on me during the evening, but only at moments when you were certain I wasn't looking. How did I know? Anytime your eyes lingered at me I got tingles sent down my spine.. it could only be you..

"Yes, I chose to stay to watch, quite a magnificent performance.. only a fool would miss it."

And there it was.. that cheeky smile you do when talking to me.. your eyes moving freely to places they shouldn't be. You always had that manner of owning the place, yet with me it felt almost possessive, and I liked it.