"Fuck me" I said lowly. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, probably waiting on me to say I was joking but, I wasn't. I needed him balls deep to relieve me of this stress.
"Right now?" He said a bit surprised, a little theatrical too, "you want...
The weekend had arrived, and the days seemed to have slipped through my fingers in my laundry list of activities. The Dior campaign was keeping me busy for the past three weeks. I barely ate or slept because I was steady on everything going exactly how it should.
As I sat at home, enjoying a quiet breakfast, I went through the stunning visuals from the Dior photoshoot that had arrived early in the morning. The images were a breathtaking as I scrolled through, I was satisfied with how Jude effortlessly embodied the essence of each carefully curated look.
The shots unfolded like a visual story, each frame revealing a different facet of the campaign. A close-up highlighted the details of the ensemble, emphasizing the craftsmanship that went into creating each piece. Another image captured the dynamic energy as Jude interacted with the crew, a behind-the-scenes glimpse into the collaborative process.
One particular shot stole my breath – Jude in a timeless Dior trench coat against a backdrop of city lights.
The last picture brought forth the glamour of formal evening attire. Jude stepped into a sleek Dior tuxedo, a black satin shawl collar and perfectly tailored fit exuding red-carpet sophistication. Crisp white dress shirts, and a black bow tie completed the ensemble, painting a portrait of timeless elegance.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment.
I barely saw Jude this week as our schedules were both demanding. He had a big match tomorrow and the days leading up to this were busy, and he spent most of his time preparing on the training ground. We didn't get to spend much time together, mostly just during the photoshoots and video shoots for the campaign.
For the past weeks as we worked on those, we got even closer. Stealing kisses in the fitting room when no one was around, cute lunch dates as we talking about what happened on set and what's to come, shared laughter as we goofed around which made the work feel lighter.
His Spanish lessons happened online, so I didn't see him there and even those were short for him because of his packed routine. I missed having him those past few classes. Although, our interactions were limited to these work-related moments, that didn't stop him from texting me every morning and every night before he went to bed and FaceTiming in between his breaks or anytime he could. Not to mention the little pictures.
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My attention was pulled to my phone when a text came in from Lisa asking me which dress I preferred. I sent the option before we started going back and forth in a text thread as we spoke about our week. I also used that moment to catch up with my parents. We spoke almost every day, even if it's just to send a pic of a view or a work selfie.
