The best part of releasing a new movie, is the interviews. I've always loved going to interviews all around the world. You got to go to places you've always wanted to go to. Me and Timothée went to Paris, France for a couple interviews. We had this beautiful hotel room, champagne and roses laying on the nightstand, the Eiffel Tower lights glistening in the dark, warm night sky. It was perfect.
I felt arms wrap around my silk pajamas. It was Timothée. God I loved when he snuck up to me. I admired his beauty, his perfect sharp jaw, the way he teased me in French. He was just perfect. He kissed the crook of my neck.
"We should head to bed babe." I said.
"But why?" He whispered into my ear.
"We have to wake up early in the morning." I answered.
We got onto the bed and cuddled each other.
"I love you y/n." He whispered.
"I love you too Timothée." I whispered back, and kissed his cheek.
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The sun shone onto me and Timothée's body's. We woke up and got ready. I wore a brown mini dress, a pearl headband, and a pearl necklace. Timothée wore a brown suit, his curls complimenting everything.
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(His beautiful self)
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(Yours)
"You ready?" He asked.
"Mhm!" I replied.
We got out of the Hotel, hand in hand. We got to the place and waited.
"You look beautiful y/n" Timothée said.
"Thank you" I smiled.
The interviewer came in.
"Sorry, I was running a little late." They said in a thick French accent. Good thing Timothée was here.
"Oh no your fine!" Timothée replied.
"So um you speak French right?" The interviewer asked Timmy.
"Yes I do!" He replied with a big smile on his face.
"Great, so is it okay if I ask questions in French and you can maybe translate for y/n? My English isn't very good I apologize." They asked.
"Yeah of course!" He agreed, smiling so much.
"Ok, first question is for you Timothée! Comment était-ce de tourner ce film avec votre petite amie ?" They asked.
(meaning: "What was it like filming this movie with your girlfriend?")
"C'était merveilleux ! Elle est tellement incroyable et travailler avec elle est tellement amusant et excitant." He said, me not understanding a word he was saying.
(Meaning: "It was wonderful! She's so amazing and working with her is so fun and exciting.")
"This one is for y/n! Comment cela s'est-il passé pour filmer quelque chose que vous n'avez jamais filmé auparavant ? Parce que vous faites beaucoup de drames et pas tant de science-fiction comme Dune."
"They're asking how it was like filming something that you have never filmed before? Because you do a lot of drama's and not so many sci-fi's such as Dune." He turned to me.
"Very nerve racking because in drama's there isn't a lot of stunts to do because you're not outside as much, or wearing these big suits everywhere." I said.
"Très nerveux parce que dans les drames, il n'y a pas beaucoup de cascades à faire parce que vous n'êtes pas autant à l'extérieur, ou que vous portez ces gros costumes partout." Timmy told the interviewer.
After a couple questions, the interviewer had one more question for Timothée.
"Ok so last one! Qu'est-ce que tu aimes le plus chez ta petite amie y/n ?" They asked.
(Meaning: "What do you love the most about your girlfriend y/n?")
"Qu'est-ce que j'aime le plus chez elle ? Hmm, c'est difficile ! Il y a tellement de belles et merveilleuses choses à son sujet ! Je l'aime probablement le plus sourire. Et comme elle est toujours elle-même !" He replied, looking at me
(Meaning: "what do i love the most about her? Hmm thats a hard one! There are so many beautiful and wonderful things about her! I probably love her smile the most. And how she is always herself!")
We thanked the interviewer and headed out to eat dinner. We got back to our hotel room, I decided to take a hot shower. Timothée joined me.
"You look so beautiful y/n" He said, getting closer to me. His lips touching mine, his tongue exploring my mouth. I moaned at the sensation of his hands rubbing my back.
"Timothée.." I groaned.
"What is it darling?" He asked.
"Can we do this after we get out of the shower?" I said.
"Fine.." He sighed.
We got out of the shower and I dried my hair, and got into bed. Timothée was already waiting for me. He was smirking.
He grabbed me and kissed me hardly. I loved it, his tongue exploring my mouth. He slowly started to take off all of my clothes until I was fully naked. He got on top of me and started sucking of my neck, leaving dark hickeys. He licked my hard nipples and rubbed circles on my clit. I moaned loudly.
"Shh darling.." he whispered into my ears.
He then inserted his fingers into me. I groaned, then put my hands to the rim of his boxers, making him know that I wanted him inside of me.
"Anything for you darling." He then proceeded to take them off. I felt his hard cock against my hot body. He then thrusted into me, without warning. I moaned, my hands grabbing onto his brunette curls. He got tired, and just laid on top of me. We cuddled each other's naked body's.
"Je t'aime y/n" he whispered. That was the only word I understood.
"I love you too Timothée" I whispered back
It was true, Paris really is The City Of Love.
(An: gotta represent my husband's adorable French in this story. I love hearing him speak French. It low key makes me blush and cry sometime's. Speaking about blushing and crying, I love my crush wearing my school's P.E. Uniforms. He's just so cute. My friends convinced me not to start bawling out crying bc of how cute he is.)
