Song: Kiss me again - We Are The In Crowd
"Juliette," his voice spoke through the clouds of fog, speaking to me as I lifted my dresses and started to walk away.
"Come hither," his voice was almost a whisper, as I watched him walk towards me, taking slow deliberate steps, as if to not make any noise. "Kiss me again," he whispered into my ear, in too loud whisper. Too loud to just be talking to me, he looked around and kissed my neck, the only visible skin besides my face and hands. Trailing his soft lips down my neck, I could feel the fire of his lips touching against my skin.
"Stop," I whispered, only loud enough for him to hear me.
"That's not your line," he whispered back, again with the kissing.
"I. Don't. Care." I said through gritted teeth, so that the crew couldn't hear what I was saying as his lips continued to slide down my body. "I said stop."
I said it a little too loudly, enough for the camera to catch it I assumed because the director called cut, and I was left alone for the moment.
"Am I the only one who wonders how this is supposed to work?" Steven asked, in his normal voice now. I took a few breaths, I couldn't do this. How was I supposed to act like it wasn't real? How was I supposed to act like I didn't feel this, or want this when he was just doing his job?
"How what's supposed to work?" The director asked, I listened, bent over; this damn corset was killing me. How was I supposed to move in this huge shirt? What was this movie, we all knew the story of Romeo and Juliette. I wondered why I was doing this for a moment, but then I remembered the huge salary I was getting. I had always been against remakes of movies that had been done a thousand times, and now here I was doing one just for the money.
"Kiss me again," I whispered with a laugh Romeo didn't even talk like that.
"How we're supposed to you know have sex... I mean... She's wearing like eight million layers, by the time I got all her clothes off I wouldn't even wanna have sex anymore."
The director sighed. "You guys aren't actually going to have sex,"
"I know but-"
I realized what he was doing, he was stalling, I wondered what exactly I had to say to him to make him love me, the way I loved him. He was so perfect, the grins on his face every time he repeated the line "kiss me again," it was a wonder I could watch him without laughing.
"Scene Forty six, take thirteen," The director yelled, and I scrambled to get back into my original position.
His lips pressed against mine, and for moment I tried to feel nothing, but I couldn't take it anymore, and if my chest hadn't contained by the stupid corset I was wearing my hear would have beat right out of my chest.
I kissed him back, for the first time, usually I just sat back with a shocked look on my face, like I was being kissed, that was what I was supposed to do, but this one was different. I could feel myself adding the tongue to make it seem more passionate and he didn't object, I ran my hands through his hair, and tugged on it pulling him closer, until our bodies touched. Before I knew it the director called cut again.
"What was that?" he asked, "You're supposed to be shocked, not raping him," he said to me.
"It's not rape if he likes it," said some random crew member. I assumed it was Eddy, he always had my back.
Steven was blushing now, and it made me laugh, I looked at him, and with a grin on my face, ignoring the fact that the director was beyond mad. I kissed him again.
