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You glare at the woman in front of you, it’s quite known on set that the two of you clearly don’t get along. But for the sake of the movie you both have bitten your tongue and at least tolerated each other.
The two of you had a very heated ‘sex’ scene coming up, so you where getting ready while Charlize was already on set waiting for you. When you walked in and the two of you got into your places she glared at you,
“Just remember this changes nothing, and I still hate you,” Charlize hiss quietly,
“Don’t worry, I still hate you too,” You mutter quietly,
“Light, camera, action!” The director yelled,
Within seconds of the word action Charlize hand was at your throat and your back was slammed into a wall, you let out a small gasp of surprise and arched into her. She let out a low chuckle sending a shiver down your spine, you grabbed her hips digging your nails into her skin pulling her closer with a growl, her knee slipped between your legs and you ground down on it pulled her closer still. You could feel her lips ghosting against your lips, you lean forward to kiss her but she slams your head back into the wall. A groan leaves your lips, but it was quieted down by her lips on yours in a roughed heated kiss.
Your hands moved from her hips to her hair, pulling and yanking on it causing her to move her head back, you latched your mouth down on her neck and bit down her hips thrust forward.
“Should we say cut?” Someone asked,
“Not yet,” the director ordered, you push Charlize off you and towards the bed undoing her shirt as you go your lips on her body as each button comes up down, once the blonde's legs hit the bed you shoved her back and quickly straddled her. Charlize took no time in flipping the two off you over, her body hovering above yours, she lent down to whisper in your ear
“Still hate me darling,” She purred, in your ear and her teeth sunk in her neck, you called out in surprise, breathing heavily as she chuckled.
“Fuck you,” You hiss,
“Oh darling, I plan to,” Charlize husked, as she changed positions so she was on her back with you on top of her, your back against her front. One hand wrapped around your neck as the other made its way down your body.
“Fuck,” You gasp, arching into her hand even though it didn’t actually touch you.
“And CUT!” The director yelled, something in the two of you snapped back to reality and you rolled off her and the bed, putting space between the both of you, face flushed and chest heaving.
“Alright, I think we got that on the first take,” The director replied, and rewatched the scene. Even he had to admit it looked a to little realistic but it looked good,
“Okay… we’ll that is a wrap for the night! I want you both here at five am sharp,” came the director's reply, you nod and head to hair and make-up before going to your own trailer. Once safely in your trailer you took some much needed deep breathes, you bit your lip trying not to think of how it felt to have Charlize’s hands and lips on your. Your hands clenched at the bench, and your jaw twitched, then there was a knock at your door. You frowned and opened it, Charlize’s walked in and turned to face you,
“Can I help you?” You ask, with a raised eyebrow.
“What was that?” Charlize asked,
“What was what?” You reply,
“Don’t play stupid with me, I could feel you… you…” you watched as the blonde’s jaw clench.
“Could, feel me… what…Doing my job?” You reply,
“I don’t have time for this,” You sigh, and go to walk past her. She grabbed your wrist and pinned you against your bench, your eyes widened, and you barely managed to stop the moan that was going to slip out.
“So you’re going to tell me that wasn’t real?” Charlize said quietly,
“We hate each other remember, so how can it be real,” You growled, and shoved her lightly out of the way. You grabbed your stuff and headed towards your town car, the two of you where staying at the same hotel so you had to share a car to and from the hotel.
“I’m not finished, we need to talk,” Charlize hissed, under her breath.
“There is nothing to talk about Theron,” You reply, you didn’t want to talk about… or think about for that matter. It was… confusing, to say the least. While the two of you sat in the car you couldn’t help but let your mind drift, you hated her… or so you thought, but why did your body respond so intensely to hers? Your eyes flicker down to her hands, you frown in concentration.
“We’re here ma’am,” the driver replied. You shook your head and smiled at your driver and climbed out, avoiding looking the blonde in the eyes. Even tho her eyes have not left your face the entire drive back to the hotel, you could feel the tension between the two of you in the elevator.. you gulped as you tried to hide your shaking hands. Once the doors opened you practically ran towards your room, but Charlize was hot on your tail… she was going to get an answer from you one way or another. Just as you were about to close the door, she barges her way in,
“What do you think…” you were cut off by her lips on yours, your fingers automatically went to her hair pulling her closer. The two of you walked backwards until the back of your legs hit the bed, you fell back with a gasp and pulled Charlize with you, her lips didn’t take long to get back to yours, you arch up into her. She pulled back with a gasp and her mouth latched to your throat biting your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you let out a sinful moon, she chuckled against your throat causing you to growl. She pulled back a bit looking down at you with a raised eyebrow. Her lips swollen, hair a mess, and of course she was smirking and raising her eyebrow. God she was also so smug.
“I think that answers my question,” Charlize smirked, you flushed and went to push her off you but she grabbed you by the wrist and pinned them above your head,
“Oh,” you gasp, her one hand stayed wrapped around your wrist while the other went around your throat. You let out a gruntal moan and closed your eyes,
“So beautiful,” Charlize husked, you flushed deeply at her words. You felt her tongue run along your bottom lip, you opened your mouth and quickly wrapped it around her tongue sucking it.
“Fuck,” Charlize moaned, you pull back gasping and smirking looking up at her, the two of you just stared at each other, her hand still around your wrist and throat. She finally let your wrists go but gave you a warning look, you rolled your eyes but didn’t move them. Her hand went down to your shirt, she looked at you for permission, you flush lightly and gave a nod.
“Words,” Charlize replied,
“Yes,” You whisper, and with that she tore the garment from your body.
“Oh,” you gasp, as the cold air bit at your skin, she kissed you down your jaw, neck, collar bone, leaving marks as she went. You knew the make-up people were going to be giving you looks tomorrow… you were brought out of your musings when you watched the blonde settle between your legs.
“God,” You gasp,
“Charlize works fine,” The blonde smirked, her hands settling at your hips, you lifted them giving her permission to take both your pants and underwear off. Your body trembled in anticipation, her tongue ran through your folds and the moan you let out… god you could put a pornstar to shame, you pulled the blonde upwards by her hair into a kiss, her fingers going straight between your legs which you opened automatically.
“Mmm you’re such a good girl aren’t you y/n,” Charlize hummed, you groaned and arched into her grinding down on her hand. Your hands quickly made work do her clothes and went straight between her legs, her head dropped to your shoulder letting out a shaky moan of your name, you clenched around her fingers.
The two of you didn’t get much sleep that night, and the next day when the two of you were due on set everyone knew something had changed between the two of you… no one said anything, no one needed to say anything, they were just glad that for whatever reason the tension between the two of you wasn’t so thick anymore.