H&J Lockdown

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As the week progressed it was obvious moody, territorial Hero was here to stay- but I didn't mind. My sex drive was at a all time high so my favorite part of the day was coming back to our hotel room and making love passionately into the night. Jealous Hero only made it that much better.

Today was his birthday and unfortunately we had to film all day so we wouldn't be able to celebrate till tomorrow. He was lucky enough to finish early while I still had a scene to film, so I made him leave set and go out to eat at the restaurant in the hotel with some of the cast and crew that were finished for the day as well.

By the time I finished I was wore out and didn't feel like joining the little party they had for him in the commons area productions had for us to use daily at the hotel and instead texted him to let him know I was going to go to bed.

I fell asleep instantly and didn't wake until I heard a loud crash from the living room area of our suite.

"Hero?" I yell startled awake.

"Fuck." Hero mutters, followed by a drunk laugh as he comes stumbling into the doorway. "Hey baby."

"Did you have fun?" I ask with a laugh as he throws his big body down on the bed.

"Yeah but the room is spinning now." He mumbles closing his eyes. "I missed you."

"Do you need help getting undressed?" I ask getting up and start removing his shoes before he can answer.

"I really do." He tells me seductively as he unbuttons his pants smiling at me.

"Oh." Teasingly I pull his zipper down and remove his pants. Climbing between his legs I run my hand up his thighs. "Do you need help with anything else?"

He sits up and kisses me while nodding his head and leading my hand inside his boxers. I break the kiss and start kissing my way down his body until I reach where our hands are connecting on his erection. Pushing his boxers down enough to free him I grasp him in my hand and take him into my mouth.

With more force then normal, he grabs my hair and holds my head as he moves his hips, fucking my mouth hard until he stops and lifts my head so I will look at him.

"Are you happy with this?" He asks in a serious tone surprising me for how drunk he is.

"Very." I tell him with a smile.

"Do you promise never to leave me even if I did something you didn't like?"

I stand up and get off of the bed, scared at what he is trying to tell me.

"What do you mean if you did something I didn't like?"

"If I was dishonest about something could you forgive me?" He asks, his question slurred but serious.

"Fuck you!" I scream and rush out of the room, knowing he did something tonight that would change our relationship forever.