Feed My Love -|Kleo Smut Oneshots|-

-The Premiere-

-|6|-
-|London, 2008|-

Premiere night was a big deal, regardless of the movie or the actors you worked with. But this one was special.

Kate and Leo spent nearly five months confined in a suburban home in Connecticut in the height of summer, surrounded by swarms of people and camera equipment and, worst of all, Sam Mendes.

Kate's husband was a nice man, don't get me wrong: she married him for a reason.

But he was absent for premiere night in London, perfectly timed, just as Kate was itching for some time off from him.

Leering would be the right word for what Sam did to Kate and Leo during the time they took to shoot the film. If DiCaprio dared move a finger further than the script called for, Sam would pounce, annoying Kate to no end.

Now, though, as she slipped into the revealing black dress and touched up her makeup, Kate knew tonight would be a good night.

For hours on end, Kate and Leo were free to act the way they did when they were fresh-faced twenty-year-olds at the Oscars in 1997.

Hands around each other, they walked the red carpet, smiling broadly, signing autographs and answering burning questions from interviewers.

Late at night, when Kate's feet ached from her heels and Leo's suit crinkled in weird places, they slipped into the small black car and drove all the way to their hotel.

Kate had no reason to stay at a hotel, she could just as easily go home, but she wanted to spend more time with Leo.

Both of them knew what would happen that night- they could sense it, but neither of them wanted to say it out loud for fear of bursting the bubble.

Just as Kate finished pouring the two glasses of whiskey at the minibar in Leo's room, he came up behind her, placing his hands on her waist and gently leaning into her.

She sighed, setting both glasses down, and gave in to the moment.

Leo tenderly kissed her neck, making her tighten her grip on the glass. She was hungry for more.

As if he could read her mind, he slowly reached under her dress, sneaking a hand up her leg and pressing his rough fingers into her upper thigh.

She was done for.

Melting into his embrace, Kate moaned softly at the overwhelming feeling of Leo's hands and lips on her body, hot and soft and exhilarating.

Close to going mad, she turned around in his embrace, looking into his eyes with a newfound feeling as she grabbed the back of his nape and pulled his lips onto hers, kissing him fiercely.

She momentarily opened her eyes, watching his furrowed eyebrows as his hands roamed about her body, groping at her ass, her waist, her back. She grasped his face, then ran her hands over his neck until her elbows could lock around it, pulling him closer.

Kate could feel Leo's erection pressing against his pants, pitching a tent that pushed on her dress, and it made her die to take it off.

Having to break their kiss for air, Leo wrapped his arms around Kate, holding her tight against him as she jumped up and wrapped her long legs around his waist.

Steadily, Leo walked them over to the bed, where he carefully put her down on her back. She smiled a cheeky smile that he loved.

Suddenly, a wave of emotion washed over Leo, pushing tears into his eyes. He looked at her, unable to say anything but the truth.