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Take A Picture	By : Chris Category: Individual Celebrities > Ewan McGregor Views: 2192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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TITLE: Take A Picture

AUTHOR: BlackDiamondGrrl

EMAIL: cherrybaby1@yahoo.com

DISCLAIMER: As much as I would like to won these boys, it's not gonna happen. I don't know if Johnny Meyers ever had a thing for Ewan, but he did say he was gorgeous in print, so I went with that. It's all made up, but the picture is real. Don't sue- I only own a few cd's antoottoothbrush. Thanks.

DISTRIBUTION:Fandomination; AFF;PBU. Ask me for any other places.

SPOILERS: none

PAIRING: Ewan McGregor/John Rhys-Meyers

SUMMARY: A picture always has a story behind it....and maybe this is theone behind just such a picture.

FEEDBACK: Always accepted! Feel free. :-)

RATING: R for language and innuendos.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: NONE of this happened. Last notice on that. :-) I have such a crush on these two, so it's a love affair for me. I wrote it in a frenzy of creativity one night, so forgive any mistakes. Thanks to all my girls on Urbanites for feeding my muse on a daily basis, and special kudos to Ava (webmistress) once again. Also props to Jade Black for her lovely review of my last story and Stina for her shout out in her POtC ficcie. You guys rock!

It’s just a picture, right? It doesn’t mean anything.

But I like it when he’s like this. Possessive. Not in a bad way, you know. But more of a protective way.

All right…some would say possessive. Almost overly possessive. I prefer to think of it as aggressive protective. Besides….when he held me like that, where everyone can see, I felt more a part of him than any other time.

I knew I’d like him before I met him. I can get those vibes from people. I hadn’t even talked to him face to face….and there was just something there that I was picking up on from just the knowledge of knowing I’d be near him for at least 2 months. I would get to play opposite him for almost all of that time.

Look right into those eyes I’d heard about. Listen to that voice that I’d imagined he’d have. Watch him as he moved around the locations. I would even get to be naked with him. My whole system had trembled when I read that part in the script.

I would get to feel him next to me….in a bed….his skin touching mine…his hands on my waist…or maybe encircling it. Maybe he would press closer…closer than the script said. Maybe he would like moving closer…

You can imagine I had more than a few sleepless nights from that feverish thought. I didn’t know when we would shoot that part, but I almost wanted it to be last, just so it would linger longer in my mind.

And of course, we would have to do publicity together….photoshoots and the like. And maybe he would hug me….or kiss me…all for the cameras of course. Which did happen, of course. Several times. He is just naturally an affectionate person, and if he wants to kiss you, you can bloody well be assured that he will at some point.

The one I love of us is not any where we were in costume, though some of those were nice. No, the one that stands out in my mind is the one where he’s standing behind me, wearing a long sleeved black and gray knit shirt and black jeans, and I am wearing the same pair of jeans and a black long sleeved shirt. I recall I was running late, and so I didn’t have time to button it up even halfway to proper. I just threw it on and got into place, combing down my hair- now long grown out of the shortut Iut I’d had for the film and darker by a few shades, cut in a style that most said flattered my face even more than before. I wasn’t sure- I normally didn’t look in the mirror when I got up in the morning, mainly because I wasn’t a good looking bloke first ray of light.

I had taken my place next to him, trying to button up the shirt. He smiled and said, “Leave it. It looks better undone.”

I frowned. “I look like a tart,” I said absently.

He chuckled. “Maybe, but you’re my tart, Johnny,” he said.

I gave him a hard look and he just chuckled again.

“You’re cute when you’re pissed off.”

“Very funny, you,” I pouted.

He swung his arm around my shoulders and said, “Who’s my boy, then? Give us a snog, ya lovely tarty boy,” and buried his face in my hair playfully.

//If he only knew what that did to me….I am doing all I can now not to blush like // “// “Stop it, Ewan,” I complained, but without much force.

I felt him chuckle against my ear. “Come on, give us a kiss then,” he whispered.

My face now went scarlet. “Ewan,” I said, short of whining, “cut that out.”

“Ya didn’t mind it when we were filming, did you? Cheeky thing.”
at wat was different.”

He moved his head from the side of my face and said, “No it wasn’t.”

I looked over at him and he gave me the smile he reserved for devastating people. *That* one. Don’t ask how I managed to stay upright when that happened. I took a breath and said, “You kissed me because you were supposed to.”

“I woulda done that even if I didn’t have to, mate,” he said. “I know you didn’t think that I was forced to, now do you?”

“Weren’t you?”

He only smiled a bit more. “If that’s what you think, so be it.” He turned back and faced the photographer, who was now ready for us. He moved behind me a bit, his arm now sliding lower to cross over my chest, and he pulled me back against him. I was a bit startled, but fell into the moment and leaned back against him, my arms useless at my sides. My shirt had fallen open, but I think I was beyond noticing at that point.

The camera clicked rapidly, and I was only aware of not being to look into it face on. His body….the feel of him next to me…it had undone me, just as it had on the set. I felt the flush on my face move lower- down my neck to my chest.

There was a soft laugh behind me. “You’re hot, Johnny. You okay?”

I nodded absently. //Yeah…wonderful, mate. Bloody wonderful.// “Fine,” I muttered shortly. I felt his thumb gently tap my collarbone in a staccato pattern.

“That’s for sure,” he whispered back. His thumb stopped tapping. He had to know he was undoing me….that all my blood was rushing to my lower body….because I could feel where his had settled as well. He pressed closer, letting me feel him and possess me. I had to part my lips slightly to breathe. He raised his head from my neck and faced down the camera, as if angry with the fact that it had disturbed us in a private moment. But I later saw there was no scowl….no frown…but a distinctly smouldering stare that issued from those blue/greens of his. Lips slightly parted and full, as if we’d been kissing….hair tousled and falling into his eyes….a defiant look.

And I looked so submissive…so under his control. Like I was his, and always had been his from the moment he’d set eyes on me. Body limp…face and eyes slightly downturned but hooded….bent to his will. Close to him. His possession.

“Mine,” he said after the picture was taken.

//Mine,// I repeated in my head, then mentally corrected him. //Yours.//

And I had been from the start. Always his…

//Only his.//
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