He wouldn't let me leave and we spent the night consumed within each other. I don't think we slept for more than a few hours. We talked, he laughed, we had lots of sex. I remember checking the time at about 4am and worrying that I had a meeting in 5 hours - his reply was that he would set an alarm and that we could shower together to 'save time'. In the end I was 30 minutes late and exhausted.
"So what happens now?" Anna my manager and wonderful friend asked at lunch that day.
"God knows"
"It's not like it's a real thing, right?" She was concerned.
"No." I sipped my drink and added "not yet anyway" sure it wasn't convenient, but I'd talked to him more than I had anyone in the past few years, it felt like. He was hot as hell, and a genuine, kind, funny guy - it just wasn't great that he was hitting his career in stride and was super busy for what seemed like years!
"Well, I'm sure the two of you can see what happens" she must have noticed the thoughts showing on my face.
PP - fancy an evening in my room - I'll order room service and make sure you get an early night ;) x
"What's he said?" Anna asked.
"Just invited me over again tonight. My flight is early Wednesday and I think he's working later tomorrow so if we're going to see what happens then this is the last time I'll get to see him for a bit"
"Go then! Get laid, get it out of your system for a bit and maybe plan a time to catch up when he's back in the Us?"
I knocked on his room door and he answered in a dressing gown, his chest showing through, hair messy, glasses on.
"Hey, come on in. I've decided that tonight is robes only I'm afraid" he said whilst taking my coat "so ummm..." he waggled his finger my way and waited. I don't think I was working quick enough as he pulled my top over my head and helped me with my jeans. He held out the robe and I wrapped myself in it and handed him the last of my clothes.
"Better?" I asked tilting my head to one side.
"Sort of. I was hoping that I could keep my hands to my self, but I'm hard as hell knowing that you're naked under there" he tugged the edge of my dressing gown and pulled me close his lips crashing to mine. "What have you done to me?" He whispered as his hands roamed inside the gown. I'd barely got into the room, I stumbled back against the wall as his fingers filled me, and he worked magic.
"Oh fuck, Pedro, that's so good. Shit" I gasped as he curled his fingers deep and hard. "Oh my god, just like that ..." he silenced me with a kiss holding me up by my waist, my legs were like jelly as I came in his arms. He gently removed his fingers and caressed my clit slowly before stepping back and checking I was ok.
"I'm so good! Stop your worrying."
"I'm not worried, I just want to know, you know? Want you to know, that I want to know" he smiled and picked me up in his arms and sat us both down on the sofa "and I just kinda jumped you the second you walked through the door"
"You did, but I had a lovely time" I smiled. "I feel like I need to reply the favour though", I slipped off the sofa and knelt between his knees, "something about being 'hard as fuck'?" I ran my hands up his thighs and found him exactly so.
I licked my lips at the thought of him and he groaned and smiled down "that - is exactly how every man wants to be looks at" he ran his fingers through my hair and held it back as I gently bobbed up and down. I started slow and shallow but as he got a little worked up, he was guiding me with his hand gently in my hair letting me know what he liked. "I'm gonna come" he softly announced through the moans and I swallowed every bit of him deep as he let go of my hair and sank back into the sofa. I sat back up and he pulled me into his chest.
"Hey" he smiled.
"Hi," I looked up "so, have you had a good day?"
"I kinda have yeah, despite being rather tired I've had a very big smile on my face" he picked up the room service menu.
"Oh yeah? Why's that then?" I teased.
"I dunno, I spent the last 12 hours talking with this girl more than I have anyone in ages, and she's fucking hot - so that helps you know?" He playfully squeezed me close. "What do you fancy to eat?" He asked.
"I'll have whatever, I'm not massively hungry"
"You have to eat, you need energy to keep up with me" he reached around and slapped my ass playfully.
"I'll have whatever you have".
We settled for burgers and fries and when it arrived we ate on the sofa in front of an old movie. We were both relatively quiet compared to how much we'd talked the last few nights. "Ok, so I've been thinking. After this, I'm back in LA shooting season three of Mando. for like the next few months. Are you on the east coast at all?"
"I could be yeah. I've got a bit of a lull, then a movie release at the end of the summer. So I'm free to float for a bit"
"Right that's sorted then you'll come a visit me"
"Oh will I now?" I put our plates to one side and straddled his lap. "I've got lots of other things to do"
"I'm sure you have but I'm going to miss you and I'm pretty sure you'll miss me too" he pulled a puppy dog face and I couldn't resist.
"I kinda will"
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RomanceThere's so not enough Pedro Pascal on here, so once again I made my own! (Excuse the google translate Spanish) (I've changed ages and order of filming stuff is defo off; don't hate me)