Come With Me: A Laura Prepon and Taylor Schilling fanfic

Staring at the script for the scene we were about to shoot, I knew that it was going to be the hardest scene I've ever had to shoot. It was only our second scene together but I knew keeping my hands off of Taylor was going to be impossible, good thing it's scripted for me to touch her however I pleased...except for one specific instruction: I have to make it look like my hand is in her underwear. How the hell am I supposed to do that without actually doing it? Taylor was sitting beside me reading over the script as well.

"How are we going to make this look real?" I asked her, chewing on my bottom lip because of nerves.

"I'm not sure. I mean, we could always do it but like you can flatten your hand against my hip bone so it looks real," she said. I swallowed thickly at the suggestion, my mouth felt dry.

"Okay, if you're sure."

"Laura, I already told you, I trust you. You can touch me wherever you want." I felt my heart race at this. Surely she couldn't mean wherever. I'd love to let my hands roam wherever they wanted but she's probably not "like that."

"Alright, girls are you ready to shoot this scene?" We both mumbled our agreements and took our places on set. The music started playing, the cameras started rolling, but all I could focus on was the way Taylor's hips swayed to the beat. I tried to pretend like I was reading for a second then I put the book down and focused all my attention on her.

"Come here," I commanded, beckoning her with my finger, my voice raspier than usual. I watched as she made her way around to the bed post.

"Are you going to miss me?" Her voice flowed over me like silk.

"Yes," I said watching her sway sexily, "too much."

"Come with me," I turned off the music with the remote.

"What?" She asked.

"I'm serious, come with me, I'll buy you a plane ticket," my voice was still extra rough as I made my way over to her.

"I'll have to give notice." Her voice sounded struggled as I began to place soft kisses on her neck. I giggled and pulled back.

"You're a fucking waitress, you don't have to give notice. Come with me," I slid my hand into the waistband of her underwear and flattened it against her hip like she'd said. I started kissing her neck again and her hips moved slightly, my hand was now against her shaved mound. She didn't miss a beat delivering her next line though.

"Will I get in trouble?"

"Mmm, I hope so," I said stretching up to kiss her. Her mouth felt like velvet against mine. She started swaying to the beat again causing my hand to slip lower to her clit. My fingers by reflex began to make slow circles. She gasped but continued on like nothing was happening.

"You know what I mean."

"You don't have to do anything. Just keep me company. Come on, come with me," at this my fingers slid back and I slipped two of them inside her. Goddess she was wet. I had to force myself to repress a moan at the feel of her walls tightening around me.

"I want you to come," I curled my fingers against her gspot, "and I want you to cum."

She was riding my fingers now, she was close I could feel her shuddering. I ran my thumb across her clit at the exact moment I pressed against her gspot.

"Yes, is that a yes?" I said just as she came.

"Yes," she breathed out shakily. I took my fingers slowly out of her and kissed her neck until they yelled "cut." I flushed when I remembered that we were still on set, but she just threw me a wink and went to get ready for her next scene.

Sitting on the couch in my trailer, I played back what happened with the flashback scene over and over in my head. We had been shooting all day and my mind just wasn't in it. I was still stuck on the way Taylor felt wrapped around my fingers, and she just acted completely normal, like nothing had happened at all. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't realize Natasha was in my trailer until she spoke to me.

"Yo, space cadet. Anybody home?"

"Oh, hey Tash," my voice sounded distanced even to me.

"Alright, buttercup," she picked my legs up and sat down then draped them over her lap, "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

"It's nothing, really."

"Bullshit, you've been walking around like a zombie all day. What in the hell are you thinking about?"

"Okay, so there's this girl that I kinda sorta like..."

"Holy shit L! You have a crush and not just meaningless sex? That's huge babe!"

"Shut up! I don't even think she likes me back. We had sex once and now she's acting like it never happened."

"Maybe she is waiting on you to make the next move."

"Yeah, maybe, thanks Tash."

"Anytime babe," she slapped my knee and pushed my legs off of her, "I've got a scene to shoot and then we're all going out for drinks to celebrate the first episode being done. Be ready to go in a few hours."

Once again I was alone with my thoughts. I was sitting with my knees curled up to my chest just thinking about my day when Taylor opens my trailer door. Without saying anything she comes in and locks the door behind her.

"What are yo-" I was cut off by her lips pressed hard against mine. Her tongue begging my bottom lip for entry, which I more than willingly relented. Taylor tangled her hands in my hair and pulled me deeper into the kiss. My hands immediately gripped her waist. Her body felt so good in my hands. I scraped my nails down her side eliciting a beautiful breathy moan from those soft lips of hers. I gasped when I felt her teeth mark my neck and she began sucking. I moaned out her name squeezing her ass tightly as she started to grind down into me.

"Laura," her voice rushed into my ear on a breath.

"Laura," this time louder. Shaking my head I opened my eyes to look up into Taylor's bright baby blues. I must have fallen asleep waiting on Tash.

"Wake up sleeping beauty," she smirked down at me, holding her hand out to help pull me up. I took her hand and blushed because of my dream.

"Sorry," I said, my voice gravelly from sleep.

"It's okay, we're leaving for the bar now though so come on." I silently followed her out to the parking lot and drove with the rest of the cast and crew to the bar. This day truly needed to end with a drink.