Fuck Me or Leave

"And CUT!" I hear Anna call from behind the camera for what seems like the 100th time for this take. We've been shooting the infamous Seattle seen for After We Collided, and I must've said the words, "Fuck me or leave," more times than I can count. As I move to get off of Hero's lap Anna calls, "No Jo, just stay. We're just going to shoot one more time with a close-up in a minute."

I roll my eyes and smirk at Hero as I straddle his lap, "Am I doing something wrong? Do I not sound sexy?" I know this scene is integral, but at this point it feels quite ridiculous to keep trying.

He scratches his neck and shows his dimples, "I think you sound fine," he replies without meeting my eyes.

"Okay, here we go again, places my babies!" Anna calls again and I adjust my hips to the right position. "Action!"

I grab Hero's face between my hands and deliver my most important line with all the sex appeal I can manage, "Fuck me," I peek from under my lashes and maintain eye contact with those green eyes, "or leave." Hero genuinely looks stunned as his eyes dart to my mouth and back up to meet my gaze, I can feel his reaction underneath me. It's just biology, it's natural to get turned on when any woman is sitting on your lap. It's part of the profession to be mature about the matter to capture the moment. As I wait for him to return with his line I'm only met with silence. I hear a cough from behind the camera that propels Hero back to reality. With a shake of his head and a muttered, "I'm sorry," under his breath he removes me from his lap and storms away to his trailer. The cast and crew are silent as he walks away, and before Anna or Roger can say anything I interject, "I'll check on him." I hear Roger call for everyone to take an hour break for lunch as I leave.

I pull down the tight gold dress further down my thighs as I walk over to Hero's trailer, conveniently located right next to mine. After I knock, I hear an exasperated, "I'll be right out! Just give me five minutes!"

"Hero, it's me," I call through the door. I immediately hear footsteps before the trailer door opens. Hero stands in his traditional Harden-garb: black t-shirt, black jeans, black converse, with the faux tattoos littered along his arms. I can tell he's been running his fingers through his hair, one thing I've definitely noticed Hero and Harden have in common. It's quite endearing, how much he tries to say he is unlike Harden when he acts just like him in some ways. He doesn't say a word, just walks back into his trailer and leaves the door open for me to enter. I follow inside and shut the door behind me. He takes a seat on the couch as I remain standing. "So, are you gonna tell me what just happened out there?" I cross my arms, determined to leave this trailer with an answer for his outburst.

He looks up at me, "I.. I, uh, I think you know," his eyes shift downwards in a shameful manner, which only adds to my confusion.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Absolutely not. I did," he replies, disgust for himself laced in his tone. What could he possibly be talking about? I am completely perplexed by his reaction, he must see this on my face since he continues, "I can't even control my stupid fucking hormones for one scene. What kind of an actor am I? Letting my feelings interfere with my work... I'm not cut out for this shit," his tone is depressingly resigned. He's talking about getting an erection while I sat on his lap? That's nothing to be ashamed of, like I said, it's human nature. Wait.. did he say feelings? We'll deal with that later.

"Hey," I move to sit next to him on the couch and turn his head to face me. "Do not feel bad for having a normal biological reaction!" He shakes his head from my grasp and looks back to the floor, he's so shy when it comes to me, yet so caring and gentle in his tone when speaking with me. I've absolutely adored getting to know him over the past year and a half, we've grown so close as friends and co-stars, dedicated to bringing Anna's dream to life.