Hamm

Party

"Happy birthday!" The crew cheered as James, a assistant director, blew out his candles. Everyone had needed a little break after the first chunk of filming and a birthday party seemed like a good excuse.

Filming had got off to a good start and we were a few weeks in. Jon and I had been flirting endlessly. He'd become more and more tactile, we were like teens. Through actual scenes we were obviously very professional, all of the crowd scenes were filmed first none of our fun bits yet! We were in a university and it was half term, so they were trying to get outdoor shots done quickly.

We'd spent our evenings hanging out either as a crew or Jon and I had watched movies and talked for hours. Several times we'd stayed over in each other's hotel rooms; I slept the best when he was with me. We'd talked about taking things further but the flirting was fun. It made our stomachs flip, knees weak!

His hand was in the small of my back as we waited at the bar for a drink. Stood behind me, he bent his head and mumbled into my ear. "You look incredible tonight" his breath was hot on my neck and I felt my stomach knot.

"Thank you" I turned around and smiled, his blue eyes sparking. "You don't look so bad your self" I smoothed down the collar of his shirt. Top button undone, his chest hair teasing me.

"What can I get you guys?" The bar tender asked us.

"Uh a Coke and a..." Jon looked down at me "Gin and tonic?" He asked and I nodded. "Gin and tonic," he repeated in the direction of the bar and snaked his arms around my waist a little. The crowded bar meant we were pushed rather close, his body felt hard against me and I settled into his embrace.

"You sure you don't mind me drinking?" I asked. We'd talked a lot about his past issues with drink and I didn't want to be the dick that got drunk in front of him.

"Of course not. It's my thing, not yours." He handed me my drink tapped his glass to mine before I took a sip and smiled back as we walked back to find the group.

Two hours in and I was a little merry. Jon has very few inhibitions when out and was doing a great job at fitting in with the tipsy group. I tried to shuffle to my seat after dancing and Jon grabbed me and plonked me in the lap as I tried to pass him. "You can sit here" he smiled as his arms wrapped around me.

"Well thank you" I sarcastically replied, trying to get free, before my seat filled up.

"Awh come on." His eyes pleaded up in an over the top way.

The next round of drinks were brought to the table. We'd moved on from the gin, and shots of Jameson were handed out. I reached for my shot and felt Jon watch.

"I'll live vicariously through you" he licked his lips as he watched me. His eyes on my lips. The shot felt hot down my throat and I put my hand to my lips. "You good?" He smiled.

"I am" I looked down at him. I felt like there was no one else around, our faces were so close his hand resting on my leg and my arm was around his neck. I took a deep breath and we were brought back to reality as a few people got up to dance some more. "There's a seat now" I grinned.

"There is, but you're alright here aren't you?" He half joked, but I wasn't going to move and he knew it.

"Argh Grace, have mine. I'm not feeling good!" The girl next to us passed me her shot before leaving. Everyone had gone now and we were left at the booth on our own.

"I don't know if that'll be one too many for me as well? I might end up doing something silly" I looked down at the shot as he wrapped me closer.

"Don't drink it then" Jon smiled, his face nuzzled in my neck. "Or do, and we can head back to the hotel and I'll make sure you don't get too silly" he tentatively kissed my neck "but we could have some fun".

I picked up the drink and downed the liquid. I turned my head to face him and he kissed me. We'd had a few screen kisses over the last week, but screen kisses weren't sexy, they were business and most of the time you have a director continuing to tell you exactly what to do. But this was amazing. His lips were soft as he gently parted my lips with his tongue. It was met by mine and we took everything about the moment in.

"You taste good" he smiled licking his lips.

"Like whiskey?" I teased.

"Exactly! So good" he kissed me again, one hand  resting on my cheek, holding my hair, the other on my running circles on my thigh.

"Fancy heading off?" I asked sitting back a little and playing with the button on his shirt.

"Yes! Yes I do" he smiled and motioned for me to get up. We quickly said our good byes, as I gathered my things and he grabbed our coats.

The winter air outside was a shock compared with the warmth of the bar. Jon put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close as we headed back the few streets to the hotel.