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Body trembling

Title: Body trembling
Requested? Yes.
Plot: Imagine being in a relationship with a somewhat younger Bradley Cooper, and watching a movie you starred in, until a steamy scene appears and Bradley wants to show you he could do it so much better.
Warnings: dirty talk, sexual intercourse.
Word count: 1189

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"Is the popcorn ready yet?" You heard your boyfriend of two years Bradley call from the living room. You couldn't help but smile to yourself at how impatient he was to spend the night watching movies with you. Since he is so busy all the time, and can't always manage to find some time in between shooting movies, doing interviews and talk-shows, you have grown to love the times when he was home and it became sort of a tradition to have a movie night every Friday, when he's home for two or more weeks. This time, the movie you were watching was the latest movie you starred in. The first premiere was a week ago, but sadly, Bradley could't make it, as he was shooting a movie of his own. So he was determined to watch it tonight.

"Someone's excited." You sounded yourself as you made your way from the kitchen over to where Bradley was sitting, placing yourself down on the couch next to him and turning to place your legs in his lap and setting a bowl of popcorn between the two of you. Thank God you didn't have any popcorn in your mouth yet, because you could have choaked, laughing at your boyfriend going on about the fact it's impossible not to be excited to see such beauty and talent like yours doing what you do best. Acting was always something you loved and hoped to turn into a career some day. And you shut up all the people telling you you will never be able to acheve that goal by working hard and believing in yourself, eventually becoming one of the most hired actresses in the business. But you stayed true to your motto: Work hard, stay humble.

And so, feeling your shyness come on and your cheeks turn a little red, you throw a popcorn at Bradley and turned your head to look at the tv. You were playing a good girl, with no previous run-in's with the law. But one party you went to because you wanted to fit in with the crowd at college, turned out to be deadly. A young boy ends up dead and all of the people you thought were your friends sell you out in a heartbeat. And it all leads to you getting 30-years-to-life in prison for a crime you didn't commit. However, one police officer, played by Dwayne ''The Rock'' Johnson, believes you and wants to help you prove that you were not involved with the crime. And during your investigation, you come across a man close to your age, who was one of the eye whitnesses you interrogated, and your character develops feelings for him. He was is played by a new actor, still getting used to Hollywood, but you wanted to give him a chance.

Among all of the excitement about Bradley watching your movie, complementing you, you completely forgot about the steamy sex scene you share with the new actor's character. It was not real, of course, but you both did your best to make it look like it was. The feeling od your cheeks turning red came up again, as you watched his hands run down your body, along with his lips. You always hated watching those kind of scenes with Bradley. It just felt so uncomfortable you couldn't sit strainght. Only a minute or two later, you grab the remote and pause the move, forwarding to a scene that didn't contain you in bed with another man. You sighed and turned around to face Bradley, with a puzzled look on his face. You admited why you didn't want him to watch that anymore, and apologise that he had to see it.

"Stop worrying about that, it doesn't bother me. Bescides, I could fuck you better." Bradley laughed it off before he got up himself and walked over to you, his hands sliding around your waist, only for one of them to land on your butt, giving it a firm squeeze. You gasped and looked up at him, only to see the lust dripping from his eyes. Bradley was never a fan of dirty talk, but once he was in the mood, there was nothing that could stop him. A smirk rises on his face as he notices your confused look still didn't change, and leans in, connecting your lips together. You gasp once again when you feel him squeeze your ass a little harder this time, and he used this opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss

"He can only imagine about fucking you, whereas I can do it for real. I am the one who's name you scream when you ride me. I am the one who gets to feel you body trembling under me, and I am the one who can make you cum like no one else can. Just seeng you fake having sex for a movie made me want to give you the real thing, to satisfy you completely." He said after breaking the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours. You could feel his warm breath on your face, as you closed your eyes, and bit your bottom lip. Bradley lifted his hand up, placed it on your chin and pulled your skin down with his thumb to set your lips free from your teeth and lean in to kiss you again.

The two of you made your way to your shared bedroom, removing your clothes one piece at a time. Once your legs hit the bed, you fell down on top of it, Bradley, who was still holding on to you fell on top of you. In a matter of seconds, you were both completely naked and Bradley positioned himself behind you, as you were on your hands and knees on the bed and dived his mouth into your wet core, flicking his tongue over your cilt. Your hands were grasping the sheets under you, as you moans filled the room. You swallowed hard, bucking your hips to get more of Bradley's tongue. The vibrations that you felt once he chuckled at your action made you shiver in delight.

Just as you felt like your knees were gonna give up on you and you were gonna fall down on the bed, Bradley suddenly stopped and slapped your butt, making you arch your back and screamed out in pleasure. You never realised how good that made you feel until he did that. And then, without any warning, you were pulled back and your breath hitched as you felt Bradley bury himself deep inside you, your walls clenching your walls around him, earning a groan, from him as one of his hands flew up and grabbed your neck, pulling you up, your back placed against his front as he sucked the skin on your neck, and held your breast in his other hand, while still moving in and out of you in a steady pace, at times going faster, profanities escaping your mouth as you begged for more. You could say there was everything going on in that bedroom except sleep that night.