Every Night | By : brownsugah Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 3624 -:- 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. |
I don't own Gerard Butler (damn!), 300, or anything else. I'm just a poor college student that has too much time on her hands.
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The same thing happens every night.
I sneak onto the set so I can see him in action. With his newly muscled body and a costume that leaves little to the imagination, it is hard for me to control myself around him. He exudes sexuality and pure male power. There is no guessing as to why every woman on the set wants to go to bed with him. I smile slightly knowing that I’m the only one he has eyes for. The director yelling “CUT!” startles me out of my musings and I scurry away, not wanting him to see me before the day’s filming is over.
I risk one more trip onto the set to check how much filming is left before hurrying to his trailer. I sit and wait, restless with anticipation and arousal. I long to slip my fingers under the hem of my skirt and bring myself to release. No one is here, no one would ever know. I thought that was always the case until that night.
I knew I had time to spare, so I slowly spread my legs and let my fingers slip down my stomach. I brought myself off rather quickly as I imagined his strong hands moving over my body as he roughly had his way with me. I had plenty of time to compose myself before I heard the telltale ‘click’ of the trailer door opening. He looked me up and down then pulled me roughly to my feet. Instead of pulling me close, he gripped my arm as his free hand slipped between my thighs. I knew the moment that his fingers touched my slick flesh that I had been caught. His green eyes darkened with anger as he pushed me roughly down onto the couch. Before I could catch my breath, he had me pinned down and with a single thrust, buried himself to the hilt. He didn’t make love to me; he simply closed his eyes and used me to gain his own release. Once he was spent, he simply withdrew and walked towards the back of the trailer where his temporary bedroom was. I heard the click of the lock and sighed, it looked like I would have to take matters into my own hands once more.
To this day I still cannot figure out how he knew.
Today must be a day for daydreaming because I jump slightly when the door to the trailer opens. He walks in looking exhausted, but I catch that familiar gleam in his eyes as he throws his bag to the floor. He stands in front of me for a moment before holding one hand out to me. I obediently stand and walk towards him, my hands sliding over his strong shoulders to clasp behind his neck. His lips capture mine and I can feel the room spin, his kisses drugging me with their intensity. Somehow I manage to push his already unbuttoned shirt to the floor, anxious to feel more of his skin beneath my hands. With a soft growl, he moves his mouth to feast on my neck and I grip his shoulders tightly, my back arching with pleasure.
With a final nip at my sensitive skin he gives me a single glance before placing his hands on my shoulders and gently pushing me to my knees. I nip at his rippling muscles as I move lower before getting comfortable on my knees. I quickly slip the button on his jeans through its hole and slide the zipper down, saliva beginning to fill my mouth in anticipation. I slide the denim to the floor and he obediently steps out of the offending material. I never look up, but I allow one of his hands to gently cup my cheek while the other guides his hardened flesh towards my mouth. I obediently open my mouth wide to compensate for his large cock. I hear him moan softly as I swirl my tongue around the swollen head. I place my hands on his hips as I begin to bob my head slowly. I feel his fingers slide into my hair as his hips threaten to thrust. I tighten my fingers on his hips, silently giving him permission. His fingers tighten as he thrusts his hips, slowly then with a quickening pace. I moan slightly as he fucks my mouth, I think I enjoy this as much as he does.
Suddenly he stops and pulls me to my feet, roughly pressing his lips against mine. He once confided in me that he loved tasting himself in my mouth. He presses his hips against me in time with the surging motions that his tongue is making in my mouth. He breaks the kiss and turns me around, pressing the small of my back down until I’m bent over the make-up counter that runs along one wall of the trailer. I glance up into the mirror and see his eyes, dark with desire, slowly appraising my still-clothed body. His hands side up my bare thighs, slowly spreading them apart. He pushes my skirt up, over my hips and smiles wickedly when he finds out that I wear no panties.
I can feel his hardness press against my exposed skin and I whimper softly, pushing back against him. I feel him grip my shoulder tightly as he guides his cock to my entrance. I bite my lip to keep from crying out as he slowly fills my body with his rigid length. I clench my fingers into fists as he grips my hips and establishes a rough rhythm. He’s in the mood to get off quickly tonight and I can only pray that he feels gracious enough to bring me to release too. My prayers are answered shortly when I feel his hand slide underneath my body and I jerk when he finds the point where we are joined. He pace increases as his fingers tease my clit mercilessly. I whimper softly as I roll my hips against him, trying to hold back. He bites my neck and tells me to let go. After a few more thrusts I comply with his demand, gripping his shaft and crying out. His hands grip my hips roughly as he gives a few more sharp thrusts before filling me with his seed.
We both lay slumped over the counter for several long minutes, trying to regain our breaths. Finally he stands up, withdraws from my body, and begins to gather his clothes. I watch him in the mirror for a moment before standing and straightening my own garments. I smooth my skirt down and try to return my hair to some semblance of order. I glance back into the mirror, but his back is to me. I sigh and shrug my shoulders, turning and walking towards the door. I’m nearly halfway there when I feel his strong his strong arms circle my waist. I smile slightly as I’m pulled up against his solid chest. We stand there for what feels like forever, content with each other’s presence. Finally, he pulls away and turns me towards him. He tips my chin up and slowly kisses me, seemingly reluctant to release me. The need for air finally tears us apart and he pulls me into his arms once more before leading me to the door.
I never stay the night. He never asks it of me and it is something I will never ask of him.
I know it sounds like an odd relationship. Well, it is. If you could even call it a relationship.
The thing is, we need each other. I can give him something no one else can.
And I’m alright with that.
Because the same thing happens every night…and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
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