Penny Lane 💙

Chapter 7

Penelope stood up from the couch as she heard Chris come home, slamming the front door. She looked to see him with a woman attached to his mouth, going up the stairs, "I wouldn't do that if I were you!" She laughed, standing at the bottom of the stairs.

Chris led the girl into his dark room. He flipped on the switch as the light and ceiling fan came on, covering them both in baby powder as the girl squealed.

"What the fuck?!"

Chris groaned as he tried to grab the girl before she pulled away from him.

Penelope laughed as she watched the girl leave out the front door as she watched Chris come slowly down the stairs, glaring at her. She put her hands up, still laughing, "I didn't know you were bringing a girl home."

Chris didn't say anything as he grabbed Penelope, throwing her over his shoulder as she squealed, struggling against him. He walked outside, tossing her into the pool before jumping in himself as he heard Dodger barking at them from the edge.

"The fuck Chris!"

Chris laughed, sinking under the water, running his hands through his hair as he made it to the surface. "You fucked up my getting laid, and made a mess of my room that you are cleaning up."

Penelope laughed, "it's not that bad. So you'll have to use your hand tonight, should be used to it by now." She squealed as he grabbed her, pulling her to him.

"You're cleaning my room."

She giggled, wrapping her legs around him as he held onto her, "or what?"

He shook his head as he lowered his voice, brushing wet hair out of her face, "or nothing." He brought his hand up to her cheek, running his thumb along her lower lip, "I want you Penny. I want you so bad."

She moaned as he leaned in to kiss her, moving her back against the edge of the pool. "Fuck." She pulled away from him, "you're just all worked up from your failed hook up. Nothing to do with me. Let me go Chris."

"No. That's not true Pen. I want you. Please."

She shook her head as she pushed him away. "No. Don't pretend like you ever wanted me. You've been a jerk to me ever since I turned you down all those years ago." She pulled herself out of the side of the pool, turning back to him. "I regretted turning you down until you started showing your true colors. Another overprivileged man that gets angry because a girl turns him down. Get over yourself Chris."

"That's not true at all!" He watched her ignore him as she went into the house, stripping as she walked up the stairs. "Fuck." He leaned his head on his hands on the side of the pool.

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Penelope jolted awake just after 3 in the morning to an alarm clock going off. She looked at her nightstand, knowing she didn't have an alarm clock. "The fuck?!" She got up, turning on the light, still hearing the alarm as she tried to find it. She followed the noise to the closet, up on the high shelf as she heard laughing behind her. She groaned, covering her ears, "Chris! Get it down!"

Chris laughed as he entered her room, into her closet next to her. He reached up on the top shelf, pulling the alarm down, turning it off as he handed it to her, "how did that get up there?" He laughed at her less than amused look as she hit him in the chest, making him grunt. "Ow! Just a joke Penny!"

She pushed past him back to her bed, "I didn't fuck with your sleep. You've fucked with my sleep twice now Christopher."

"Oh. Christopher. You're angry. That's hot." He smirked as she glared at him before rolling away from him.

"Turn off the light and fuck off please."

He laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her, running his fingers through her hair, "don't be mad. It's just a joke love."

She groaned, rolling away from him again, "don't call me that. Don't think you can use that charm on me. It doesn't work."

Chris stood up from the bed, "sure it doesn't." He turned off the light, going to the doorway. He turned back to her, watching her for a moment before shutting the door and going to his own bedroom.

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Penelope sighed as Pam stated they wanted to go through the scene where her and Chris's character hook up for the first time.

Chris could tell she was nervous as he pulled her to the side. "Don't be nervous. You take control this time, okay? I'll follow your lead." He leaned down to her ear, "Forget that I'm a jerk. I want you. I know you want me too." He smirked as he watched her swallow hard as she nodded while they got into position. He leaned down to her ear again, "we're only going so far as removing shirts. Trust me, okay? I'll keep you covered."

Penelope nodded, "lift me up." She saw him grin as they heard the 'action' from Pam. She wrapped her arms around his neck, crashing her lips into his as he opened the door behind them. He lifted her to him as she wrapped her legs around him as he collapsed back onto the couch with her on top of him. She pulled his shirt off before removing her own. She kissed him again as she felt him undoing her bra. She pulled back just enough for him to pull it away from her before pressing her chest back to his as he turned to pin her on the couch under him. He trailed his lips down her jaw as she moaned before they heard the 'cut'.

Chris leaned over, grabbing his shirt he was wearing, handing it to her to cover herself as he stood up, helping her to her feet.

Pam smiled as she approached them, "much better. Take a break."

Penelope nodded, turning away from everyone as Chris stood in front of her as she pulled his shirt on, "thanks."

He nodded, smiling. "Of course." He grabbed her shirt and bra, handing them to her before following her off the set. He watched her go into her trailer as he paced in front of it, trying to convince himself not to follow her.

Penelope looked out the window as she changed her shirt, seeing Chris pacing, knowing what was going through his head. She had felt him hard against her as they made out on the couch. She opened her trailer door, leaning against the doorframe as Chris stopped to look at her, "don't Chris." She tossed his shirt at him, "please don't." She saw him hesitate as he put his shirt back on, watching her. She knew if he entered her trailer, she wouldn't be able to keep away from him for much longer. "Please go."

Chris watched the pleading in her eyes, knowing she wanted what he did; for him to feel her, to make love to her. He groaned, nodding before walking away to his own trailer.