Hi! My name is Hannah. I'm a 22 year old English master's student currently obsessed with all things After/Hessa/Herophine related. I really want to write to cater to the fanbase, so send me any requests and I'll write them! Very experienced in literotica, so no request is too raunchy ;)
Hey guys, I know not a lot of people read my stuff but I was wondering if anyone would be interested in a longer fan fiction with multiple chapters? I was thinking of writing a slow burn fic based on Hero and Josephine getting to know each other and catch feelings during filming, kinda like my Herophine imagine. Let me know what you think!
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Hey guys! As promised, here’s the vibrator fic just in time for Tessa’s birthday. I imagine this taking place when Hardin visits Tessa in Seattle before the gym scene. I had so much fun writing this, and I would love to hear any feedback! My ask is open for any requests... happy reading ;)
Hardin
“Hardin!” Tess calls from inside the bathroom, having just heard the shower shut off.
“Yes?” I ask, still sulking that she didn’t allow me into the shower with her.
“Can you bring me a change of clothes, please?” her voice is so sweet, and just hearing it melts my sour mood.
“Yes, dear!” I call back, smiling to myself at the corny phrase. I hear Tessa’s giggle through the door before I go to the dresser in her room to retrieve her clothes. I pull my worn black t-shirt from the floor hoping she’ll agree to wear it and a pair of those tight yoga pants that drive me crazy. I open her underwear drawer, excited to pick out which bra and panties she’ll wear. I rummage through, knowing she’ll have a fit when she sees her things in disarray, in attempt to find the red lace set that I love so much. But when I get to the bottom of the drawer, my jaw drops at what I find.
Tessa
“Theresa Lynn Young!” Hardin’s voice booms from my room, startling me as I brush through my wet hair. He sounds angry. What could he possibly be angry about now? Rolling my eyes and steeling myself for battle, I leave the bathroom in just my towel and head into my room. When I turn the corner, I see Hardin standing in front of the dresser with my underwear drawer open, and the bright pink vibrator that Kim got me in his hand. “What the fuck is this?” He still sounds angry, but perhaps a bit amused? I can tell he’s battling his feelings, trying to reign in his temper.
“Oh my god!” I shriek, literally shriek, before rushing over and yanking it out of his hands, tossing it to the bed. As if this situation couldn’t get any worse, after it hits the mattress it starts vibrating, filling the room with a low humming buzz. Could this be any more mortifying? I quickly run over to pick it up, but Hardin beats me to it, clicking it off and holding it in front of me. I sit on the bed and cover my face in embarrassment, I can feel myself blushing down my chest. “It was just a gag gift, Hardin!” I defend myself, but the fact that it’s a joke doesn’t make it any less humiliating. “Kim gave it to me as a joke after a night of drinking,” I’m rambling, trying to explain myself, “She knew we were… whatever we are,” I gesture between us, indicating the confusing distance relationship/non-relationship between us, “and she was saying that I should get a, you know,” I point to the offending object in his hand. “I was a little tipsy and I laughed and agreed, but I had no idea she was actually going to go out and get me one. The next day there was a gift on my bed, and it was… that.” I can’t even say the word, I feel so awkward. “I was going to throw it away as soon as I opened it, I swear, but I didn’t want to hurt Kim’s feelings so I just shoved it in the back of my drawer and forgot about it,” I finish my exhausting rant and return my face back to my hands. I hear a thump next to me, indicating that Hardin dropped the pink monstrosity back onto the bed, thankfully staying silent this time. I’m surprised when he grabs my hands from my face, gently pulling them away and bringing me up to stand in front of him. When I look up to gauge his reaction, his eyes are softened, and his expression is amused.
“It’s okay, relax, baby,” his hands stay intertwined with mine in front of us, his thumb rubbing small circles onto my skin. “I believe you.” I let out a sigh of relief. “So, you’ve never used it?” he asks, cocking his head to the side and flashing his dimples.
“No! Of course not,” I answer automatically.
“Have you thought about using it?” his voice is low, and I can’t help the tremor that passes through my body when I hear the rasp of it. I’ve lost my voice, only answering his question with a firm shake of my head. His lids lower in seduction, “so I’m still the only one who’s ever been inside of you?” His voice is nearly a whisper now. I gulp before nodding my head slowly, not trusting my voice not to falter. He knows how much his dirty mouth turns me on, I know I’m not fooling anyone. I turn to mush as soon as he gives me that look. “Say it,” he whispers, leaning in until I can feel his minty breath against my lips, just a mere inch away.
“You’re the only one,” I breathe out, helpless to his commands. My body is his, and he knows it. His lips latch onto mine as soon as the words leave my mouth in a passionate kiss. I moan as my tongue finds his as they dance together. Hardin pulls away far too soon, and I whimper at the loss of contact.
“What if I used it on you?” There’s mischief behind his eyes, but most of all he looks incredibly turned on. My eyes nearly bulge out of my head at his suggestion. He would want to use… that… on me? In me? It’s not nearly as long or thick as him, but it’s still quite intimidating.
“Wh-what?” I stutter, certain I must’ve heard him wrong.
“You heard me, Theresa,” he purrs, planting a quick kiss to the corner of my lips, still parted in shock.
“Have you... you know, done that before?” I ask nervously, not meeting his eyes.
“No, actually, I haven’t,” he answers honestly. I can feel the blush rising to my cheeks as I think of giving Hardin a first when it comes to intimate experience, and I clench my thighs trying to relieve the ache in my core. “I can tell you want to, baby,” his lips capture mine in a searing kiss before pulling away and looking directly into my eyes. “Do you want to play?” his voice is low as his dimple pops with his devilish smirk, and I know I’m done for. I swallow and nod my head in agreement.
Hardin
I knew I could get Tessa to agree to my proposition. She likes to act innocent, but deep down she’s my dirty girl, and I wouldn’t have her any other way. I originally was outraged at the thought of Tessa using a vibrator to get herself off, but now that I can picture her splayed across the bed pumping it in and out of her, it’s really fucking hot. It’s even hotter to picture myself using it on her. I’m surprised I’ve never dabbled with toys with any of the girls I’ve fucked before, but I guess I shouldn’t be considering I never cared about their pleasure, only mine. I definitely care about Tessa’s pleasure. I’d do anything to see her face as she comes, biting the pillow or screaming my name into her hand. I snap out of my fantasies back into reality—which just happens to be my fucking fantasy. “Say it,” I goad her, loving to hear her admit how kinky she really is.
“Yes,” she breathes out, “I want you to.” She’s still acting a bit shy, but her inhibitions will definitely lower as I work my magic.
“Good girl,” I praise her before molding my lips to hers in attempt to loosen her up. I tug at her towel, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her completely bare, and gently guide her back onto the bed. I hover my body over hers before using one arm to yank my t-shirt off and toss it to the floor. Holding my weight on my elbows, I begin placing light kisses on her nose, cheeks, lips, before continuing my assault down her jawline and neck. The kisses become more fevered as I work my down to her breasts, taking one in my mouth while my hand pinches her other nipple.
“Hardin,” she moans in pleasure, my absolute favorite sound in the world aside from her laughter. I trail open mouthed kisses back up her neck, biting her earlobe before capturing her lips in mine again. She’s much more relaxed and turned on now as her tongue greedily finds mine, her hands tugging at the roots of my hair the way she knows I fucking love. I snake one of my hands between our bodies to her tight little pussy.
“Always so fucking wet for me,” I hiss as I run my fingers through her moisture, plunging two fingers inside her and pumping at a steady pace. I swallow her moans as I continue moving in and out of her, I’m going to need her nice and sated before introducing the vibrator into the mix. I slowly slide myself down her body until my mouth is right where I want it, my favorite place to be. I suck her clit in my mouth, biting gently before using my tongue in a flickering motion. I pick up the pace with my fingers as her hands yank tighter in my hair and her legs begin to shake. “Come for me, Tessa,” I command, and she does not disappoint. Her legs stiffen as she comes on my tongue and I greedily lap up her sweet juices. I climb back up her body as she catches her breath, a lazy smile plastered on her gorgeous face. I am so fucking hard right now straining against these tight fucking jeans and I need some relief. I quickly stand to pull down my pants and boxers before taking my place on top of her again. I straddle her naked body and pick up the pink vibrator lying next to her. Her breath picks up a little with anxiety, but I can tell her hormones are winning the battle.
“Open,” I tell her, my thumb tracing her plump bottom lip. She looks a bit unsure, but after meeting my gaze her nerves seem to vanish as she opens her mouth. I place the tip of the vibrator on her tongue. “Wider,” I speak in a low voice, completely entranced by this beauty splayed out underneath me. She acquiesces and I slip more of the shaft into her waiting mouth. My cock twitches imagining her lips around me instead. “Suck, baby, get it nice and wet,” and like the absolute vixen she is, takes more of it in her mouth and swirls her tongue around it. She peeks up at me under her batting eyelashes like a fucking porn star, my own personal porn star, as I groan at the erotic sight. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me, I can tell by the wicked glint in her eyes. Fuck, I love her so much. I remove the vibrator from her mouth and slowly trail it down her neck. I can see her pulse pumping underneath the smooth skin of her neck and her chest is rising and falling at a rapid pace in anticipation and desire.
As soon as I reach the swell of her breast, I hit the switch onto the lowest vibration setting. Tessa gasps at the sensation in surprise, but the gasp quickly turns into a moan as I bring the vibrating tip to her sensitive nipple, circling around the puckered bud. “Tell me how it feels, baby,” I urge her to use her words, to hear the pleasure thick in her voice. I can feel her trying to squeeze her legs together, but underneath the weight of my body I won’t allow her the sweet relief just yet. She moans in response to my question as I switch the vibrator to her other breast, repeating the same tantalizing motion as before. I switch off the vibration abruptly and she whimpers. “Use your words. I want to hear how dirty you are,” I coax her with my filthy mouth hoping she’ll let her guard down.
“So good,” she whispers, “Please, Hardin,” I love to hear her beg. Fuck, I’m hard as a fucking rock right now with this goddess trusting me with her body like this. I continue my descent, keeping the vibration on the lowest setting until it reaches the apex of her thighs.
Tessa
My breath hitches as Hardin moves the vibrator lower, trailing it achingly slow down my stomach before rubbing it through my folds. I let out a long moan, the vibrating feeling so foreign yet intoxicating, especially when paired with the intense gaze of Harden. I can’t take my eyes off of his as he moves the tip of the vibrator to my most sensitive bud. I let out a yelp as the vibration hits my clit, my legs already beginning to shake. Hardin’s mouth is slack as he stares down where the vibrator meets my tender flesh. He drags the shaft down and places the tip at my wet entrance, teasing me with little circles. He slowly pushes the vibrator inside of me, inch by inch until it’s seated all the way inside. Hardin pulls it out just as achingly slow before repeating the movement. I can’t help the sounds that my mouth releases, I’m overwhelmed with sensation. It doesn’t feel as good as Hardin inside me, but it certainly doesn’t feel bad either.
“Fuck, this is so fucking hot, Tess,” Hardin whispers through gritted teeth as he picks up the pace a little faster. He presses the button and the vibration gets faster as I let out a little scream, quickly moving my hand to my mouth to stifle the sound. My eyes are rolling back in my head as I listen to Hardin’s harsh breathing and the low hum of the vibration mixing together. “You act like you’re so innocent, baby,” he presses the button again and the vibration pulses rhythmically inside of me. “But look at you, spread out on the bed with a silicone cock inside of you,” he growls seductively. My insides clench at his dirty words. I open my eyes and see Hardin’s eyes glued to where the vibrator is moving in and out of me, coated with my moisture. The animalistic gaze in his eyes almost pushes me over the edge. I can see how hard his cock is as he straddles my body, ensuring that my legs can’t close.
“T-touch yourself, Hardin,” his eyes snap up to meet mine as I struggle to get the words out through my moans. He looks surprised at first, but quickly regains his confidence as his smirk appears on that gorgeous face. “Please,” I whine, needing to see him pleasure himself. I’m no longer worried about being embarrassed by this act. This is me and Hardin, and I trust him with my life. The hand that’s not pumping the vibrator in me swiftly moves to his shaft as he begins stroking himself in time with the thrusts of the vibrator. I can’t peel my eyes away from his hand, the veins prominently showing through the skin as he grasps himself.
“You like watching me get myself off, do you?” he teases, but not in a malicious way. “I fucking knew it, my dirty fucking girl.” He switches the vibrator to a higher level and begins pumping even faster, the hand on his cock matching the pace.
“Hardin,” I whine as I feel my release coming. My stomach is coiled, waiting to be released, and I can tell he’s close as his abdominal muscles contract.
“I fucking love you so much, Tessa,” he groans. “Come for me, baby, come all over this vibrator for me.” My hands grip the sheets until my knuckles are white before grabbing the pillow next to me and smothering my face to scream into. I have to muffle the inhuman sound coming from deep inside of me. I see stars behind my eyes as everything inside of me explodes and pulses around the vibrator. “Holy fucking shit,” I hear Hardin groan before feeling his warm release shooting all over my stomach in spurts. Just when I think he’s done there’s even more. Hardin pulls the vibrator out of me, switches it off, and tosses it to the side before flopping down beside me. He gently pulls the pillow from my face and I turn my head to look at him. We’re both still catching our breath as I watch his gaze lower to where his release is on my stomach. “I haven’t come that hard in a fucking while,” he breathes out with a tired laugh. I can’t help the lazy smile that spreads on my face when he looks back up at me.
“Hi,” I giggle, not knowing what to even say after that experience. I’m not ashamed or embarrassed, I’m exhilarated knowing that Hardin and I just shared another first.
“I love you so much,” Hardin’s voice turns serious as he gazes into my soul. My heart skips a beat at his candid confession, his expression so unguarded and vulnerable. I lift my hand to caress his cheek and he leans into my touch.
“I love you, Hardin,” I say with all sincerity. “I guess we should probably clean up,” I say, looking down at the sticky mess on my stomach.
“I don’t know,” Hardin smirks. “It suits you quite well.” I roll my eyes and we both laugh, blissfully satisfied and unconditionally in love.
The vibrator fic is in progress, and I’m warning you... it gets very steamy! I can probably finish the rest of it tomorrow to post if anyone’s interested!
I know only some people are reading my stuff but I’ve had this idea brewing in my head for awhile.. would anyone be interested in me writing a scene of Hardin finding a vibrator in Tessa’s drawer in Seattle? Like a gag gift that Kim got her but she never used... until he found it ;)
Here’s the rest of the little snippet I posted last night, I hope everyone likes it! Feel free to request any scenarios you’d like to see me write, nothing’s off limits ;) The song I listened to to inspire this piece was Bad Intentions by Niykki Heaton, give it a listen to get in the mood!
“And CUT!” I hear Anna call from behind the camera for what seems like the 100th time for this take. We’ve been shooting the infamous Seattle seen for After We Collided, and I must’ve said the words, “Fuck me or leave,” more times than I can count. As I move to get off of Hero’s lap Anna calls, “No Jo, just stay. We’re just going to shoot one more time with a close-up in a minute.”
I roll my eyes and smirk at Hero as I straddle his lap, “Am I doing something wrong? Do I not sound sexy?” I know this scene is integral, but at this point it feels quite ridiculous to keep trying.
He scratches his neck and shows his dimples, “I think you sound fine,” he replies without meeting my eyes.
“Okay, here we go again, places my babies!” Anna calls again and I adjust my hips to the right position. “Action!”
I grab Hero’s face between my hands and deliver my most important line with all the sex appeal I can manage, “Fuck me,” I peek from under my lashes and maintain eye contact with those green eyes, “or leave.” Hero genuinely looks stunned as his eyes dart to my mouth and back up to meet my gaze, I can feel his reaction underneath me. It’s just biology, it’s natural to get turned on when any woman is sitting on your lap. It’s part of the profession to be mature about the matter to capture the moment. As I wait for him to return with his line I’m only met with silence. I hear a cough from behind the camera that propels Hero back to reality. With a shake of his head and a muttered, “I’m sorry,” under his breath he removes me from his lap and storms away to his trailer. The cast and crew are silent as he walks away, and before Anna or Roger can say anything I interject, “I’ll check on him.” I hear Roger call for everyone to take an hour break for lunch as I leave.
I pull down the tight gold dress further down my thighs as I walk over to Hero’s trailer, conveniently located right next to mine. After I knock, I hear an exasperated, “I’ll be right out! Just give me five minutes!”
“Hero, it’s me,” I call through the door. I immediately hear footsteps before the trailer door opens. Hero stands in his traditional Harden-garb: black t-shirt, black jeans, black converse, with the faux tattoos littered along his arms. I can tell he’s been running his fingers through his hair, one thing I’ve definitely noticed Hero and Harden have in common. It’s quite endearing, how much he tries to say he is unlike Harden when he acts just like him in some ways. He doesn’t say a word, just walks back into his trailer and leaves the door open for me to enter. I follow inside and shut the door behind me. He takes a seat on the couch as I remain standing. “So, are you gonna tell me what just happened out there?” I cross my arms, determined to leave this trailer with an answer for his outburst.
He looks up at me, “I.. I, uh, I think you know,” his eyes shift downwards in a shameful manner, which only adds to my confusion.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“Absolutely not. I did,” he replies, disgust for himself laced in his tone. What could he possibly be talking about? I am completely perplexed by his reaction, he must see this on my face since he continues, “I can’t even control my stupid fucking hormones for one scene. What kind of an actor am I? Letting my feelings interfere with my work… I’m not cut out for this shit,” his tone is depressingly resigned. He’s talking about getting an erection while I sat on his lap? That’s nothing to be ashamed of, like I said, it’s human nature. Wait.. did he say feelings? We’ll deal with that later.
“Hey,” I move to sit next to him on the couch and turn his head to face me. “Do not feel bad for having a normal biological reaction!” He shakes his head from my grasp and looks back to the floor, he’s so shy when it comes to me, yet so caring and gentle in his tone when speaking with me. I’ve absolutely adored getting to know him over the past year and a half, we’ve grown so close as friends and co-stars, dedicated to bringing Anna’s dream to life.
“I’m sorry, Jo,” he turns to actually face me, “I’ve just been so in my head this whole scene. I’m clearly the reason we’ve had to run it a million times.” As I look into his sea green stare, I can feel my resolve slipping. I’ve been attracted to Hero since the first time I laid eyes on his tall figure, and I can’t deny the natural chemistry that has bloomed between us since we’ve grown closer.
“Can I tell you something?” I ask, as coyly as I possibly can. Hero gives me a slight nod to continue. I take a deep breath and admit what I’ve been feeling this whole shoot, “I quite like when I can feel you during these scenes,” I breathe as I move closer to him on the couch.
“Y-You do?” I can see the disbelief in his eyes as I move to straddle him on the couch. I can’t believe this is happening, but I don’t want to stop it now.
“Do you want to know something else?” I whisper into his ear. He answers with a dreamy sigh as I grab his hand from the arm of the couch and move it beneath my dress. His look is bewildered, yet primal in pure lust. “This is what you do to me during those scenes.” As I drag his two fingers through my wetness, I can’t help but release a moan. His pupils are completely dilated as I bring his fingers to my mouth and lick my moisture from them as if it were something else. His mouth is agape with his plump lips as he gasps at my actions. I’ve never felt so sexually fevered, but something about him brings out my inner vixen.
“You’re really not wearing panties,” he asks, a beautiful smirk highlighting the dimples on his face.
“What can I say? I like to stay in character,” I shrug and we both laugh, easing into our comfortability with each other. I lean my forehead against his as I take in his perfect features. I can tell he’s unsure whether he should make the first move or not, so I take the chance and latch my lips onto his. While I’ve kissed him plenty of times during shooting, this is different. This is not Tessa and Hardin. This is Hero and Josephine. He’s tentative as his lips follow mine, and I’m the one to initiate it further by biting his bottom lip and soothing the sting with my tongue.
“Fuck, Jo,” he whispers before capturing my mouth in his. His tongue dances with mine in sync as my hands find his hair and his hands venture to my hip and the back of my neck, holding me to him. He gains confidence as our mouths battle for dominance, and my hands wander underneath his shirt, tugging to indicate that I’d like for it to be off. Our lips part momentarily as he yanks the black tee over his head and tosses it aside and my hands immediately find his bare skin. I lightly draw my fingertips up and down his abdomen, reveling in the feeling of his smooth, warm skin underneath me. Hero’s lips move from my mouth to my jaw, slowly making their way down to my neck as he sucks and licks my sensitive skin.
“Hero,” I moan as my hands lace through his hair. The feeling of his lips on my skin mixed with his tight grip on my hips is driving me insane. I yank his head back up and give him a quick peck before delving into my own assault down his defined jawline. He can’t hold back his groans as I rock myself back and forth on top of him, desperate for some relief for the fire burning inside me. Feeling empowered I pull back and look into his eyes, “What do you think your manager would say if I marked you, huh?” I tease before placing another sloppy kiss along his neck. I feel shivers running through his body as I continue my taunting, “Made you mine, made sure everyone at your little Dior show knew you were taken?” I don’t give him time to reply before latching my lips to the side of his neck, biting and sucking, feeling the bruise forming. I am drunk on this sexual power I feel. When I pull back to give Hero a playful smirk, his expression has turned dark and lustful. I’ve never seen him like this and I can feel the effect as I clench in pleasure. We just stare at each other for a minute, our heavy breathing the only sound in the trailer before he takes control and his lips find mine again in a frenzied, sloppy, hot kiss.
His hands move underneath my dress, massaging the sides of my thighs as he pushes it up further, silently asking for permission to remove it. I pull back only for a second and rip the gold material from my body. In my haste, I forgot that the dress didn’t allow for a bra either, meaning I am now stark-naked straddling Hero Fiennes-Tiffin in his trailer. Holy shit. His eyes move from my face slowly taking in my form, lingering on my chest as he licks and bites his lower lip the way he always does. “You are so fucking beautiful, Josephine,” he all but whispers as his large hands reach out to cup my breasts, kneading and pinching my hardened nipples. I moan as I throw my head back in pleasure, the sensation of his hands now mixing with his mouth as he takes my left nipple into his mouth, sucking and lightly biting in the most erotic way. I’m pretty much dry humping him now, realizing I need to feel him, all of him, as soon as possible.
“Your pants,” I huff, “Off. Now.” I manage to get the words out between moans. He releases his hold and I get off of his lap to allow him to disrobe. His hands are shaky as they find the button and zipper before shimmying his hips to pull them down. “Boxers, too,” I command as he smirks and pulls the black boxer briefs down too. His sitting position on the couch is making this process take far too long for my liking, so I reach out and grab his pants and boxers and finish pulling them all of the way off. After throwing his clothes to the side I finally manage to come back to the moment and see him, all of him. “Fuck, I knew you were hung,” I clearly don’t have a brain to mouth filter when my head is this clouded with the image of a naked Hero sitting in front of me.
“Hung?” he replies, humor laced in his tone and an amused grin on his face. We both break into laughter again, easing my nerves, as he holds his hand out to me to join him again. “Come here, baby,” he beckons, and I waste no time climbing back onto his lap. “Are you,” he begins before I cut him off.
“Birth control… yes,” I finish his thought. He chuckles at my impatience before kissing me sweetly, slowly, tenderly. My comments must have given his ego a boost as he becomes more confident in himself. He grasps the base of his cock before lifting me off his lap, allowing me to hover over his length.
“Mmm, you’re so fucking wet for me, Jo,” he sighs, moving the head of his cock through my folds, teasing my entrance and clit in the best way. Something about his voice and words ignites feelings in me I didn’t know were possible. On the next pass, I slowly sink onto him, just an inch, before sitting back up. I repeat this motion three more times while staring into his piercing gaze before taking him fully.
“So good,” I murmur as I feel him inside my stomach, filling me so completely and deeply. As I begin to move up and down, at a torturously slow pace, I join him in looking down to where our bodies meet, my moisture leaving a slick residue at his base. It’s mesmerizing. I roll my hips, feeling him hit every spot deep inside me as our mouths meet again. I swallow his moans as I move faster. Hero grabs my hips and lifts me slightly as he begins to thrust to meet my movements. I’m well aware that I’m mewling like a kitten, but he seems to enjoy my noises as his hips pick up the pace. The trailer is filled with the sound of our skin slapping together and our collective heavy breathing, kissing, and moaning. We’re both slick with sweat as he moves his mouth down my neck and collarbone. “Hero,” I moan from deep in my chest as we continue moving as one.
“Again,” he coos from below me, my hands laced in his hair. “Say my name again, please,” he breathes before latching back onto my neck.
“Hero,” I moan even louder, prompting his hips to move faster and thrust harder. His mouth moves back to mind as his hand snakes between our bodies, quickly finding my sensitive clit. His middle finger rubs in circles, igniting the fluttering deep in the pit of my stomach.
“Are you gonna be a good girl and come for me?” his voice is hoarse, his lips swollen from my attack, and his finger moves faster. I nod my head, not able to find my voice to give a coherent answer. “Come for me, Josephine,” Hero whispers and I let go, orgasming harder than I ever have before.
Still reeling from my high, my eyes meet his. “Come inside me, Hero. Make me yours, please,” I don’t even recognize my voice, completely sated and seductive. Within three thrusts I feel his warm release filling me. He buries his face in my neck as his cock pulses inside of me. After both coming back to earth, we pull back slightly and I lean my forehead against his. “That was,” I begin, not even knowing the correct word to use in this moment.
“Yeah,” he agrees, kissing me softly on the lips. As our breathing returns to normal it hits me. What have I just done?
Hi everyone! I know I’m new so I’m not surprised by the lack of requests.. this is a little something that has been in my head since the leaked promo vid of the Seattle scene for Herophine. I want to clarify this is COMPLETELY my imagination, and in no way what these real actors feel (despite how desperately we want them to) I have a lot more to this little blurb, but I wanted to gauge interest before I post the rest (super steamy). Let me know!
“And CUT!” I hear Anna call from behind the camera for what seems like the 100th time for this take. We’ve been shooting the infamous Seattle seen for After We Collided, and I must’ve said the words, “Fuck me or leave,” more times than I can count. As I move to get off of Hero’s lap Anna calls, “No Jo, just stay. We’re just going to shoot one more time with a close-up in a minute.”
I roll my eyes and smirk at Hero as I straddle his lap, “Am I doing something wrong? Do I not sound sexy?” I know this scene is integral, but at this point it feels quite ridiculous to keep trying.
He scratches his neck and shows his dimples, “I think you sound fine,” he replies without meeting my eyes.
“Okay, here we go again, places my babies!” Anna calls again and I adjust my hips to the right position. “Action!”
I grab Hero’s face between my hands and deliver my most important line with all the sex appeal I can manage, “Fuck me,” I peek from under my lashes and maintain eye contact with those green eyes, “or leave.” Hero genuinely looks stunned as his eyes dart to my mouth and back up to meet my gaze, I can feel his reaction underneath me. It’s just biology, it’s natural to get turned on when any woman is sitting on your lap. It’s part of the profession to be mature about the matter to capture the moment. As I wait for him to return with his line I’m only met with silence. I hear a cough from behind the camera that propels Hero back to reality. With a shake of his head and a muttered, “I’m sorry,” under his breath he removes me from his lap and storms away to his trailer. The cast and crew are silent as he walks away, and before Anna or Roger can say anything I interject, “I’ll check on him.” I hear Roger call for everyone to take an hour break for lunch as I leave.
I pull down the tight gold dress further down my thighs as I walk over to Hero’s trailer, conveniently located right next to mine. After I knock, I hear an exasperated, “I’ll be right out! Just give me five minutes!”
“Hero, it’s me,” I call through the door. I immediately hear footsteps before the trailer door opens. Hero stands in his traditional Harden-garb: black t-shirt, black jeans, black converse, with the faux tattoos littered along his arms. I can tell he’s been running his fingers through his hair, one thing I’ve definitely noticed Hero and Harden have in common. It’s quite endearing, how much he tries to say he is unlike Harden when he acts just like him in some ways. He doesn’t say a word, just walks back into his trailer and leaves the door open for me to enter. I follow inside and shut the door behind me. He takes a seat on the couch as I remain standing. “So, are you gonna tell me what just happened out there?” I cross my arms, determined to leave this trailer with an answer for his outburst.
He looks up at me, “I.. I, uh, I think you know,” his eyes shift downwards in a shameful manner, which only adds to my confusion.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“Absolutely not. I did,” he replies, disgust for himself laced in his tone. What could he possibly be talking about? I am completely perplexed by his reaction, he must see this on my face since he continues, “I can’t even control my stupid fucking hormones for one scene. What kind of an actor am I? Letting my feelings interfere with my work… I’m not cut out for this shit,” his tone is depressingly resigned. He’s talking about getting an erection while I sat on his lap? That’s nothing to be ashamed of, like I said, it’s human nature. Wait.. did he say feelings? We’ll deal with that later.
“Hey,” I move to sit next to him on the couch and turn his head to face me. “Do not feel bad for having a normal biological reaction!” He shakes his head from my grasp and looks back to the floor, he’s so shy when it comes to me, yet so caring and gentle in his tone when speaking with me. I’ve absolutely adored getting to know him over the past year and a half, we’ve grown so close as friends and co-stars, dedicated to bringing Anna’s dream to life.
“I’m sorry, Jo,” he turns to actually face me, “I’ve just been so in my head this whole scene. I’m clearly the reason we’ve had to run it a million times.” As I look into his sea green stare, I can feel my resolve slipping. I’ve been attracted to Hero since the first time I laid eyes on his tall figure, and I can’t deny the natural chemistry that has bloomed between us since we’ve grown closer.
“Can I tell you something?” I ask, as coyly as I possibly can. Hero gives me a slight nod to continue. I take a deep breath and admit what I’ve been feeling this whole shoot, “I quite like when I can feel you during these scenes,” I breathe as I move closer to him on the couch.
Hi everyone of the After fandom, I’ve been stalking your blogs for quite some time and finally found the courage to make my own. I’m currently working on my Master’s in English and I’d love to put my love of writing to work for this fandom and fulfill anyone’s wildest fantasies! Send me any requests for any pairing and I’ll do my best to deliver!
