Fill the Blank - FAYEYOKO

Phi and Nong 2

Faye and Yoko were preparing themselves to practice the love scene. The first scene had Yoko as the 'Top',  while Faye would take the lead for the remaining scenes. The first scene was proving to be the most challenging for Yoko, who was new to the role.

The script, the sofa as bed, and the camera were prepared. Yoko was busy positioning her phone to record the scene as they usually did. Reviewing the footage later helped them refine their performance.

Faye stepped out of her bedroom, after changing into a clean shirt, smirking as she noticed Yoko adjusting the camera. She couldn't resist teasing, "You make it feels like we're recording a sex tape."

Yoko shot her an immediate glare. Faye only chuckled, completely unfazed. By now, Yoko's playful scolding had become something she secretly enjoyed.

Holding the script, Faye asked, "Do you want me to demonstrate, or would you prefer I guide you through it?"

"We went over this at the workshop," Yoko responded, her eyes still focused on adjusting the camera's angle. "Just talk me through it."

"Got it." Faye moved to the sofa, adjusting herself to lie down comfortably.

Once Yoko was satisfied with the setup, she hit the record button and joined Faye on the sofa, positioning herself on top of her co-star.

Faye grinned mischievously, raising an eyebrow. "Why are you so heavy? What have you been eating?" she teased in an annoyingly sing-song tone.

Yoko's eyes widened in mock fury, and she playfully punched Faye's shoulder. "Shut up, or I'll pin you down even harder."

Faye couldn't help but laugh softly, the tension between them dissipating into a comfortable playfulness. "Okay, okay," she relented, raising her hands in surrender. "Let's get serious now. We've got a scene to perfect."

With that, the playful atmosphere shifted as they both took a deep breath, slipping into character, the camera quietly capturing the moment as they started their practice.

...

Faye scanned the script, her voice steady as she explained, "Then, you pin my hand to the side like this." She guided Yoko's hand to her wrist, pressing it gently against the sofa, "When you pin my hand, you can do this." Faye suggested, slipping her fingers between Yoko's. "You can try intertwining our fingers like this."

Yoko tightened their grip slightly, a small smirk forming on her lips. "This is easy." she said confidently.

"Next, you unbutton my shirt with one hand while kissing me." Faye continue reading the script.

There was a moment of silence because Faye was waiting for Yoko to make the move, but Yoko was waiting for Faye to read the next acts.

Faye arched an eyebrow, "Aren't you going to unbutton my shirt?"

"Uh..uh..." Yoko stammered, her eyes drawn to Faye's face. At this close distance, she was once again captivated by Faye's beauty, momentarily losing her focus, "You're really beautiful up close like this."

Faye gently tapped Yoko's forehead, but inside, her heart warmed at the unexpected compliment. Faye was used to being admired by others, but somehow, it felt different coming from Yoko—it felt genuine, and she liked it.

"Focus." Faye whispered, her voice soft but firm.

"I'm so focused that I lost my focus," Yoko shot back nonchalantly. She gave Faye's cheek a gentle poke, adding, "Who told you to have this kind of face anyway?"

Faye's heart skipped a beat. No one had ever teased her like this, let alone touched her cheek so playfully. Clearing her throat, she turned her attention back to the script to regain her composure. "Aren't you going to unbutton my shirt?" she prompted.