Feed My Love -|Kleo Smut Oneshots|-

-Mahogany-

-|18|-

-1998-

He's not supposed to know she's listening in on his conversation- she hopes to god he doesn't know.

But she can't help it.

She just happened to walk past the open door and his voice tugged at her, carrying her across the corridor to settle by the small gash with open ears.

They agreed to do this interview in written form, meaning they didn't exactly have to dress up for it.

Kate's wearing a huge pair of black boots with her mini skirt and a brown turtleneck, hair combed, strawberry strands tucked behind her ears.

They already did the part of the job where both of them had to answer.

Then it was Kate's turn... and now it's Leo's.

But they have to stay around for an hour after they're done, just in case the recorder missed anything and the writer has to ask them about it.

Still, it's not only Leo's voice that keeps Kate glued to her spot by the thin door.

It's the words.

The questions that are getting somewhat personal.

"Alright, okay. Off record-"

Kate hears the click of the device, but can't hear footsteps or shuffles.

They're not done.

"Guy to guy. Tell me what you think about her. Really. Do you like being around her? Like for real? Don't give me a press answer."

"Huh?" She can hear Leo ask, knowing he's got that side smirk painted on. "How do you mean?"

"You know," the other guy says. "Give me your honest opinion on Kate. Do you actually like her?"

"Oh- Yeah, man. I do. Honestly. She's funny, she's open, she's loud. Nothing like I expected a younger English actress to be like." He laughs huskily. "I say younger like I'm any more than a year older. But yeah, I mean... Kate's vulgar as hell, dude, and she's probably the hottest woman I've ever seen. Of course I enjoy being around her."

The interviewer chuckles. He must be around their age, if not a bit older.

Kate's stomach flips.

"And, is there anything more? Than liking to be around her, I mean."

"I'm not sure I'm getting your point, man."

"Do you fancy her?"

She can't tell what Leo's thinking, but he surely made a face to let the other guy know something, and she doesn't like that.

"Come on, don't tell me you didn't enjoy the fuck out of shooting that film. I mean would you... you know... be with her? If she let you?"

"Who, Kate Winslet? The one who walked into this room earlier and made it hers? The one that gets your hands shaking at the thought of her lips? Are you serious? Serve her to me in a plate and I will devour her."