Adoring Love

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Liz
I stand on set, listening to the sounds of rain hitting the ceiling of the studio. My fingers play with the wedding dress I'm wearing, nervous about our next scene. The honeymoon.
I wipe my palms on the dress and pace the room. I haven't seen Peter shirtless in a long time. I mean I've felt the change but I haven't seen it.
"Calm down. People are staring."
I jump and turn around to face him. He rubs my arm soothingly and his hand travels down to intertwine with mine.
"I'm not nervous." I tell him defensively.
"Alright. I believe you." he says.
"Places!" Martin says, walking toward us.
"The only direction I have for you is to just be natural. Do what you think your character would do. Oh, and I want some tearing of clothing. Got it?" Martin asks.
Peter nods and Martin quickly walks away. Peter bends down, placing his arm below my knees and swiftly picks me up. I gasp and cling to his neck.
"Action!"
Peter walks into the large house and sets me back down on my feet. He grabs my hand and brings it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of it.
"Welcome home, Mrs. Cullen." he says smiling. My grin widens and I allow him to lead me upstairs, into a bedroom.
"We don't have to do anything tonight if you don't want to. I don't want to make you feel like you have to make love just because it's our wedding night." he says, tucking my hair behind my ear. I answer him with a soft kiss on the lips.
The kiss deepens and my eyes close as I concentrate on keeping my sounds of pleasure inside. I feel his hands on the back of my dress, slowly unbuttoning it. I feel my heart race and continually remind myself that it's just acting.
He steps back as my dress slides down my body, leaving me in just my white, sheet slip.
I quickly remove that as well, leaving me half naked in front of the cameras.
I reach over to him and untuck his shirt from his pants slowly and begin to unbutton it. With each button I undo, a little more of his skin is revealed. By the time I am halfway down, I can already see the change he has made to his body. I slip the fabric off of his shoulders and let my hand feel his new abs.
He pulls me closer again and begins to kiss me. He leads me back to the bed, not separating from my lips. He lays me back gently and holds himself over me.
He begins to kiss down my neck, focusing on that one spot, the spot he knows is my favorite. I feel his teeth graze my skin and I shiver, letting out a breathy moan.
My fingers tangle themselves in his hair and I can feel him through his pants. I gasp at the sudden feeling and begin to ache for him, my body readying itself for him.
"Cut!"
My eyes snap open and I remember where I am. Peter steps away from me, trying to hide his erection while blushing.
"That was great! We have all we need. Thank you. You can take the rest of the day off." Martin says.
Peter hands me his shirt and I quickly slide it on, not wanting people to see me. I walk to the dressing room with Peter following behind me. We dress ourselves in silence, both of us to afraid to talk.
The ride back to the hotel was silent as well, the air is stiff and filled with tension. As soon as we get inside of our room, the tension seems to increase.
I stare at him, watching him sit on the couch and rub his face with his hands, something he does when he is frustrated or confused.
He looks up at me and then suddenly stands up and walks toward me. Stopping in front of me, our chests touching, he says nothing.
I stare back curiously, wondering what is going through his head. I'm not sure whether I want to step away and hide from his intense gaze or run my fingers through his hair and kiss him until I die from loss of breath.
Before I can decide what to do, he quickly walks around me and into the bedroom. I stand there in shock for a few more seconds, thinking about what just happened.
"Liz, come look at this." Peter calls from the bedroom. I walk into the bedroom and find him on the balcony, looking up. I walk outside and he turns to smile at me.
"Look at the stars." he whispers. I look up and am awestruck by the bright sky. It is not the dark blue that it usually is, but instead an array of different shades of blues. It seems as though each star has its own bright halo around it.
When I glance back down at Peter, I see him staring at me with the same intense stare as before. His brows furrow and he looks away, shaking his head.
"What?" I ask quietly. He runs his hand through his hair and rests his elbows on the railing.
"Nothing. I'm just tired." he says. I gently rub his back.
"Then let's go to bed." I suggest. He straightens up and nods, walking back into the bedroom. I follow him. I wash my face and slide my glasses onto my face. Tonight, I decide to wear boxer shorts and one of Peter's old t shirts. I slide under the covers of my bed and grab my book. I begin to read, waiting for Peter to get out of the shower.
Once he arrives in the room, I put the bookmark in my book and close it, setting it on the table. I watch as he slides into bed and smiles over at me.
"Goodnight, Lizzie." he says quietly.
"Goodnight, Peter." I say back before turning out the light.