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Immortal	By : shibbydm Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 3471 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I think that storm is kicking up again’ Gerard commented, hearing the wind rattling the windowpanes. ‘Good job we came home early’
’Ahh it was a poncy part anyway, full of suits. Some guy at the bar asking me if I was in the business. Methinks it was a party for the tossers of the film industry to gather and congratulate themselves on being little fascists’
Turning round, Gerard smiled and lifted her legs off the sofa to sit down, draping her legs over him, he smiled at her anger, ‘It wasn’t a film do, Anita’s husband just knows a lot of people. They weren’t all bad’
’Then why did you look sheepish?’ Lizzie asked, lifting her foot and turning his face to meet her eyes, Gerard smiled and nipped at her toes, lifting the show from her foot he flung it across the room. Catching her stare he knew it was a bad move and jumped as she hit out at him, ‘I should learn never to throw a woman’s shoe’ he laughed, ‘I wasn’t sheepish, I was just. I don’t know…yeah sheepish. All those men had more money than I could dream of, not that money is important but… they make decisions, they change things. If they don’t say so, I don’t work, so I just felt a little out of place’
’Well I didn’t like them. I like you, and I’m sure there is thousands of woman all over the world who will agree that millions can be put into a movie’ Lizzie explained, kneeling up to cup his face in her hands, ‘But it’s the star that makes it memorable’ she smiled, as his eyes twinkled, kissing his nose softly, she jumped up and took her other shoe off. Then headed into the kitchen to make a drink. Gerard sat and thought about what she had said and smiled, he knew he was good at his job, he knew woman liked his job and 99% out of the time no one could make him feel bad. Tonight had been different, and as he felt his heart lift, he knew only Lizzie could have articulated what he needed to hear. Still grinning he walked to the kitchen and watched her from the door, it seemed she realised what everybody else missed about him, while he was a public figure known for wisecracks and smiles, he was still insecure and needed assurance every now and then.

Minutes later they lay curled on the sofa, finding it wasn’t built for real comfort thy ended up on the floor, in front of the fire with the radio in the background. Not that they could understand the Italian, it was still nice to hear tinkling in the air.
’Gerard, what date do you leave?’ Lizzie asked, sipping her hot chocolate carefully, while stretching her legs out in front of the fire.
’Lets not talk about that now’ Gerard smiled, lifting his hand to pull out the pins holding her hair up. AS it fell in ringlets a red flower fell out and landed on the sofa, Gerard stared at it. ‘You’ve lost your flower’ he smirked, his mind picturing her lying naked beneath him the moment he took her.
’Oh I didn’t lose it’ Lizzie laughed, blushing slightly as she understood his innuendo, ‘I gave it to a prince’ she chuckled, placing her empty cup down and walking over to the stare at the rain outside.
’A prince hey?’ he laughed, stretching out his long legs and stretching his arms above his head, ‘What was his name?’
Lizzie shook her head, letting the rest of her hair fall about her face, sending a few more small red flowers around the room. One landed in Gerard’s coffee. Walking between his legs she hitched up her skirt and sat on his groin, feeling his hands nestle around her waist comfortably.
’Perfect princes don’t have names, or if they do they are really cheesy like Prince Charming’
’Am I not charming?’
’Alarming or Charming?’ she asked, leaning over to kiss him, she watched his eyes travel down her dress as she bent over. ‘Eyes Mr Charming’
’they have a mind of their own’ he smiled, shivering as she played with his hairline at the back of his neck. Shaking his head and giggling, he brushed blonde curls away from his face and breathed in when she kissed him, her tongue darting into his mouth, she tasted of chocolate and smelt of flowers. ‘Can I keep you?’ he asked, his eyes holding a glint that she had grown to see every time he looked her way.
’Sure, I need 3 square meals a day and lots of love and care’ she teased, rising to her feet. The red silk of her dress rolled back down her legs like a wave, Gerard reached out to stoke down her hips and pulled himself to his feet. She had resumed her place staring out of the window, and he walked up behind her, standing beside her he studied the expression on her face, and then looked at the sky as it was illuminated by several flashes of light then settled. Lizzie moved silently to lean against his chest and run her fingers slowly along his back. Gerard sensed the mood and wanted to lift it, this was their last night in Italy.
’Right I am going to the shop’ he announced.
’What?’ Lizzie cried. ‘What for? Its pouring it down out there, you’ll catch your death’
’It will have to catch me first’ Gerard winked, ‘I am going to get a game of some sort and the ingredients to make a cosmopolitan cocktail for you, maybe some orange for me’
’Why?’ Lizzie laughed, warming to the idea already.
’Are they or are they not your favourite cocktails?’ he asked, reaching for his coat.
’Well yes’ Lizzie smiled, ‘Which game?’
’Depends which I see first, don’t go anywhere’ he kissed her on the head and ran out into the storm.

2 hours later Lizzie felt giddy with joy, they had been playing chess for the last hour or so minutes and she had enjoyed two cocktails so far. Gerard had spiced up the game insisting it must be strip chess, but hadn’t banked on Lizzie logical thinking, he now sat in his bow tie and socks, glaring at her.
’How are you still fully dressed’ he whined, looking about the board, ‘Ok got one’ he yelled joyfully seeing a pathway to her Knight. ‘Since it’s a knight its two items isn’t it?’
’Sure is’ Lizzie smiled, standing up, she hitched her dress up and pulled down a very small piece of lace, tossing it over to him, she sat back down and studied the board, swigging on her cocktail some more.
Gerard wrapped the thing around his hand and refused to let go of it for the rest of the game. When she had him in checkmate he found himself completely naked and sulked, throwing the board away he lunged at her laughing and pulled at her dress.
’Get off, you sore loser’ she squealed, wriggling under him. His strong arms held her down as his hand pulled down her zip, sliding the material off her body, he unhooked her strapless bra and flung it away, and leaning over her he nibbled at her neck.
’I think I need another drink’ Lizzie smiled waving her empty glass at him, ‘Will you have one?’
’Ohh I don’t know, I haven’t drank for a long time’ Gerard stammered.
’I know, you have told me about your drinking problems years ago, but this is now, can’t you have one? Just with me?’
’One’ he smiled, ‘Just because you clearly want an alcoholic boyfriend’ he smiled, stepping off her and taking her glass, she watched him walk to the kitchen, her eyes following on his bum. Smiling she repeated his last words in her head, ‘Boyfriend’ it gave her a gooey feeling in her stomach to think he was committing his self to her so soon in this relationship. If it was a relationship, she was scared to title it in case it all blew up in her face, leaning slightly to her left she stared into the fire and looked at her self. Lying here naked, completely comfortable and relaxed, sipping cocktails in Spain. Laughing softly to her self she smiled at how life changed for the better. Hearing him flick the kitchen light off, she knew he was returning and quickly pushed the question, ‘How will I cope when he leaves?’ out of her mind. Turning to face him she smiled and took the drink from him, as he sat beside her, she pushed his legs apart and sat down draping her legs over his right leg, she leant against his chest and sipped her drink.
Gerard stared at his own concoction in a glass and sipped it tentatively, screwing his face up as the lime hit his tongue. Licking the roof of his mouth, he sipped some more and warmed to the taste. ‘This tastes really strong’ Lizzie commented.
’Yeah, I want you drunk, then I can get you into bed’ he laughed, sipping on his own some more then placed it at the side and putting his arms around her. Lizzie sipped her drink and kissed him immediately after she had swallowed, Gerard laughed and sucked on her tongue, pushing her backwards on the floor, he dipped his finger in her cocktail and let it fall onto her chest, licking it off he saw the shine in her eyes and knew she wanted control. Rolling onto his back, he closed his eyes as she squeezed lime across his chest, licking and nibbling it off, she sucked on each nipple, waking them up. Kissing his mouth, she continued to rub his rock hard nipples with he fingers, and smiled as his hand ran down her stomach, pushing his finger through her folds he rubbed her nub softly. Watching her eyes close, he closed his own listening to her panting; he felt his arousal deepen, suddenly Lizzie moved away from his finger and lifted her drink to her mouth, lowering her face back to his, she climbed upon him and rubbed herself against his penis. Gerard smiled, feeling her press down against him, he shivered as he felt the tip of his penis grow wet. Sitting up, he pulled her with him and smiled as she leant backwards on her elbows, her crotch still pressed against his penis, they sipped on their cocktails, their eyes never leaving each other. Once their glasses were back, Gerard anchored her body back up to meet hers and they met each other with a passion, their hands gripping each others backs, Lizzie ground against him while kissing him. His hands were lost in her hair as he pulled her as close as possible.
’Gerard’ she gasped, ‘Take me’
’With pleasure’ he growled, pulling her crotch away from his so he could angle his erection toward her, then as if putting an item of clothes on he slid into her. Lizzie closed her eyes feeling herself stretch, she didn’t think she would ever get used to his penis inside her, each time her insides settled they were intruded once more. Waiting for the initial pain to back down, she smiled and reached up, draping her arms around his neck, they moved together picking up speed slowly. When Gerard’s knees began to ache he lifted her with him and dropped her upon the sofa, momentarily pulling them apart. Breathing hard, he climbed back upon her and kissed down her body, Lizzie grew impatient and reached down for his penis, trying to lead him back to her opening. Gerard ground his teeth and decided to give her an orgasm before him self, kissing further down her body he lifted her legs high and winked at her, sticking out his tongue briefly before lowering his head to her vagina. Lizzie gripped the cushions surrounding them as he licked his way around her insides. Occasionally sucking on her clit briefly, each time he did she thought she would explode. Once more he adjusted her body so he could lick her deeper, Lizzie cried out in pleasure, half afraid that the amount of pleasure she felt couldn’t be safe. ‘Oh fuck’ she cried as her orgasm washed over her. Gerard pulled himself forward panting heavily, he didn’t say a word as he hugged to her, Unbeknownst to her his tongue actually ached, so for a few minutes they lay quietly watching the fire crackle. Lizzie knew it was not over though, she would still feel his erection pressing hard into her back.
’Lizzie?’ his voice made her jump, ‘I go to London a week after we go home. When can you come and see me?’
’I don’t know. I don’t want you to go’ Lizzie mourned, ‘what will I do? What will you do? What if some beautiful woman comes over and you forget me?’ she joked.
’don’t give me that’ Gerard groaned, ‘Look its me and you in this or not Lizzie. If I am to be with you then we are just that, no sleeping with other people or anything!’
’Can I window shop? I mean its ok to look isn’t it?’ Lizzie laughed, screaming as he spun her over, pulling them both to the floor they narrowly missed knocking over their glasses.
’Take it back’ Gerard roared, holding her to the floor.
’No’ Lizzie laughed, pushing at his chest, but her tiny hands barely covered any amount of space on him. ‘Get off me’ she laughed.
’I cant I am so shocked I will have to fall’ he sighed, dramatically falling forward and crushing her with his weight.
’Jesus’ Lizzie squeaked, ‘I cant breathe, ok all right I wont touch or look at another man’
Gerard lifted himself up smiling, ‘You are sexy you know that? Other men will want you and I wont be there to tell them to piss off’
’I wont go near them’ Lizzie laughed, feeling hyped and slightly drunk, ‘ I love you Gerard’ she smiled. Gerard stopped still and stared down at her, ‘Do you?’ he asked.
Lizzie sat up, ‘Do I what?’ she smiled, finishing her drink in one gulp.
’Do you love me?’
’Sure’ she smiled, wishing to god she hadn’t blurted that out, why did she? ‘Now, my little sexy hunk’ she purred, crawling over to him, ‘I think you need pleasuring’
The smile had left Gerard’s face, something wasn’t sincere about the way she had said that she loved him, but he didn’t have time to think about that as he kissed his neck, pulling him on top of her and guiding his penis to her.
’Fuck your wet’ he sighed, ‘Just the way I like you’
’WE need to have a bath then’ Lizzie smiled, rocking her hips slowly and urging him on. Gerard slid in and out of her, smiling as she groaned. Pushing deeper he felt her tighten against him and looked at her face, she was grinning.
’That’s a nice trick’ he smiled, feeling her squeeze him with her walls, ‘Oh fuck it’s a nice trick’ her grunted, pushing harder into her. Sweating together they rolled all around the floor, each fighting for control while trying to keep control of their orgasms.
Flipped on his back, he looked up at her through hazy eyes, still hardly believing she was a virgin, ‘You are a natural’ he joked, ‘fuck me you are good’
’Ok’ she smiled, riding him slowly. ‘Tell me how it feels’
’Great’ he whimpered, gripping her hips and holding onto her for dear life, ‘Good, too good. I think I’m going to die with joy’
Lizzie clenched herself around him, causing more grunts of pleasure, and lifted herself slowly off his penis, his eyes shot open as she rammed her self back down.
’Jesus’ he cried, ‘Please Lizzie’
Feeling aloes to her peak, Lizzie granted his wish and rode him harder and faster than she ever had. Their deep breaths and occasional shouts of pleasure, mixed in with the Italian radio and the slapping of wet skin.

Lying on his chest afterwards, she listened to his heartbeat steady and kissed his skin, it tasted salty and she guessed he was sweaty and hot. Just like she liked him, feeling her head spin, she wasn’t sure if it was the 3 orgasms she had received in their lovemaking, or the alcohol finally hitting her.
’Bedtime?’ she yawned, answering her own question with her deliverance of the line.
’Mmm’ Gerard moaned, his arm keeping her on his chest, ‘In a minute’
’How about I go and warm the bed then?’ she asked, kissing his dry lips softly, ‘Ok? I need a toilet first anyway’
’don’t fall asleep’ he yawned, checking his watch, the only thing he was still wearing, it was only 12.30 but he felt exhausted. He barely opened his eyes as she peeled off his body and walked upstairs. Rolling onto his side he stretched out, switching off the fire and everything else he cleared the glasses away and left all the clothes where they had thrown them. Bolting the front door he noticed the storm had calmed down and smiled, walking slowly up the stairs, he planned on hugging Lizzie all night.
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