Jody & Colt 🙈

end of movie.

                                 I haven't written in ages, please excuse the horrendous spelling and typos!
Also I'm not the horrible smutty writer like before guys!
Jody's POV:
The end of filming Metalstorm, and I was making out with Colt. "All Too Well" (not the 10 minute version) running laps through my head as I kissed him. You, right now, reading this, would've witnessed the credits of the movie. But I was here, kissing Colt.
I pulled away, breathless, he slid a hair behind my ear and I would be lying if I said I didn't like it..
"Oh stop it, Romeo."  I teased and saw him blush. Quite the sight to see.
"Romeo? Someone's angsty." He replied. I desperately wanted to protest and fight back, but then again, I remembered having a breakdown when I thought he died.
Colt's eyes, went lower. I snapped my fingers in his face, shaking my head and he had a pleading look.
"No—" I got cut off getting carried bridal style back into the trailer.

"Colt what the—"
"Jeez, Jody why do you talk so much." He cuts me off, carrying me to the trailer.
He puts me down on the edge of the couch.
"I do not consent! We are on a movie set, are you crazy?!" I whisper yelled, sitting up.
"Ah! Nuh uh." He pushes me back down before setting his lips (somehow passionately) onto mine.

Colt's POV:
I kissed her, and I wasn't hearing things because I heard her moan. Pushing her back down onto the couch,
A muffled "Colt—" left her lips but I quickly shut her off. My hands roaming underneath that tight top of hers, and a moan escaped her lips.
It was like magic and her top slid off, falling onto the floor beneath us. I smirked, looking up at Jody.

Jody's POV:
His face, fell between both of my breasts, his hands behind my back, unclipping my bra. I gasped, my breath hitching in my throat as I felt the release of my bra.
"Colt stop!" I whispered, his tongue sliding across my bare breasts, as I let out a soft moan.

It didn't take long for me to be stripped naked, underneath him. His fingers, in between my thighs as I let out gasps and moans. He teased me, this stupid, idiotic fast— slow, pattern.
I was begging for my own release.
"Hurry up..." I whimper underneath him.
I didn't expect him to, but he sped up his paste, making me moan louder, and faster.

I released it, all over his fingers as he basically licked it clean.
"Colt!"