ZaintSee

Filming Time.

***Surprisingly more smut***

Zee knew he had to stay in character. He was Fighter not Zee. The director yelled action! And the room was silent. Zee began saying his lines about how much Saint had worried him. Then it was time for the ankle kiss. He was tender and remembered not to use any tongue. Then Saint interrupted with his line as Tutor and it was Fighter's turn to be forceful. "You know why I brought you here right?" He waited for Tutor to say his very brief agreement then continued his kissing. He was doing so well to remember the prompts. As he continued his path up Tutors leg he might have lost it slightly before he could stop himself, he had let his tongue wander across the back of Saint's knee. He reined himself in and continued kissing Saint and nipping marks on to Saint's skin he was getting so hard in the strap he honestly thought it would break but the worst mistake he made was calling out Saint's name as their crotches rubber together.

The rest of the filming went in a blink of eye. How could rolling around on the bed kissing your boyfriend ever drag? Zee was pretty sure he called Saint's name a few times but that could be edited out...He hoped! They did have a giggle filming the last part. Apparently they loved each other so much, Fighter and Tutor could have sex without using lube, doing any prepping or even without removing Tutor's pants. They helped the crew pack up and thanked them for their work. Once it was just the two of them they both started removing what little clothing they had left on. Thankfully their erections had some what gone down while they helped the crew pack up. Their cheeks however were a lovely shade of crimson after every one commented on how real the whole thing felt and that if that was just acting, they'd like to be there for the real thing...

Zee really wanted to go slow tonight he loved that feeling of desperation but still waiting, and enjoying the pleasure for as long as possible, he said this to Saint who agreed by saying "What ever you want my love." And kissing him gently on the neck. "Shall we have a bath together?" He asked wrapping his arms around Zee's waist and pulling him closer. "Mmm, yeah. That would be amazing." Zee purred. "Will you wash my hair for me?" Saint smiled. "Of course," He replied kissing Zee. He grabbed his butt and continued "let's get the bath ready, before I change my mind about going slow..."

He grabbed Zee's ass and Zee playfully shoved him before running to the bathroom. Zee was watching the tub fill and thinking how lucky he was to get a boyfriend who he could silly with but who, he also knew, he could shared his deepest emotions with. So yeah lucky was the least he was to have Saint.
Saint stood in the bathroom door and just watched his boyfriend. He was so beautiful inside and out that sometimes Saint wondered why he chose him out of the the thousands of people he could have had. He had no doubt he was a blessed man. He walked over to Zee and slipped his arms around Zee's waist. He kissed his neck then whispered "I was just wondering how I got so lucky to have you in my life." Zee all but jumped at this "NO!" He shouted "I'm the lucky one! You're so amazing and I never want to lose you!" He said turning and squeezing Saint tight."How about we agree that we're both lucky to have each other?" Zee put his head on Saint's chest. "Ok..." he said resisting the urge to tell Saint that he was luckier than Saint, and stepped into the oversized tub.

They positioned themselves so Saint was behind Zee. He slowly wet Zee's hair while carding his fingers gently through it. He found an expensive looking shampoo bottle and gave it a tentative sniff, it smelled of coconut and banana. Satisfied with the the scent he poured a little into his hands and started lathering Zee's hair. Through this whole process Zee was layer back on Saint's chest with his eyes closed. Saint knew it had been a long day for both of them and started worrying that Zee was so relaxed he was going to fall asleep.

He couldn't have that happening so he rinsed off one hand and sneaked it around Zee to his dick, he was pleased to find he was still semi erect. He started gently stroking it, causing Zee to moan quietly. Once Zee was fully erect, Saint stopped what he was doing and turned on the shower head. He thoroughly rinsed Zee's hair. "Shall we get out?" Saint asked seductively. Zee emptied the water and helped Saint get out of the bath. They headed to the bedroom. "Would you like to role play as Fighter and Tutor?" Saint asked with a cheeky grin. "I can put my pants back on?" He said before being unable to contain his laughter.

Zee playfully pushed him on the bed, laughing. "Oh no, tonight I want my Supsup..." Zee said climbing on the bed on top of Saint and tickling him. The towels they were wrapped in were soon discarded as they tussled on the bed. The play fighting soon turned to kissing and touching with both of them growing hard. Saint rolled them so he was on top of Zee, then grabbed the lube from the open bag on the bed. "Can I ride you?" He asked sweetly as he began preppimg himself. "Please..." Zee answered with a whisper, slowly stroking himself. He loved watching his boyfriend writhing in pleasure above him. Just the the throughg of it sent shivers down his spine.

Zee was so lost in his thoughts that it came as a genuine shock when Saint began sinking down on his dick. In fact he almost came on the spot. His eyes flew up to Saint who had his eyes screwed shut in concentration, a mixture of pleasure and pain showing on his face. Zee tried to sooth him by slowly and gently rubbing up and down his legs. He saw that Saint's erection was flagging a little so he bagan stroking him back to full hardness. Zee had told Saint he wanted to take things slowly tonight and Saint had taken him at his word. He had rocked his hips at a languid pace until Zee was just at the point of cumming then completely stopped until the feeling passed then began again.

Zee had lost count of how many times he'd be close to the edge and begging to cum. Saint was leaking all over them and was probably as desperate to cum as Zee was, if the sweat on his brow was anything to go by. Zee's observations must have been correct because Saint started riding him harder and faster, clearly chasing his orgasm. Zee decided to help him along by stroking him in time with his bounces. It wasn't long before Saint was spouting a litany of curse words with Zee's name muddled in with them. They were both so close and Zee couldn't help himself. He thrust up, hitting Saint's prostate and came hard. It was only as the was done riding out the waves of his own orgasm that he noticed the sticky evidence of Saint's between them.