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![Sparks - M
“Hey guys.” He waved at people as he made his way to the soundstage. It was his second day back to shooting after a break from the show, that he had spent working even harder than most days on set. And missing her.
He had never quite realized how close they had grown lately, until different work engagements prevented them from seeing each other for almost a month. It wasn’t unusual for him to not see a friend for a while; it was definitely weird to miss her like he had. Or to think about her way more than he was supposed to. If he came to think of it, it was completely innocent: he just found himself lost in thoughts, reliving their last chats, grinning goofily to himself whenever her big eyes or crystalline laugh popped up in his mind. She was so cute… maybe too cute. And they had a great time together.
He walked down the stairs to the auditorium, following one of the director’s assistants as he was shown to his seat for the scene, and was immediately greeted by a pat on his back by his co-star and friend Jane, happy to see him again.
He was so caught up in their talk that he didn’t realize Jayma had just walked over to join them for their scene. He turned around suddenly, following the jasmine scent that always accompanied her everywhere, and was greeted by the sight of her cute little butt as she squeezed past him in the row of seats, lightly rubbing his knees with the back of hers as she reached her spot.
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Sparks - M
“Hey guys.” He waved at people as he made his way to the soundstage. It was his second day back to shooting after a break from the show, that he had spent working even harder than most days on set. And missing her.
He had never quite realized how close they had grown lately, until different work engagements prevented them from seeing each other for almost a month. It wasn’t unusual for him to not see a friend for a while; it was definitely weird to miss her like he had. Or to think about her way more than he was supposed to. If he came to think of it, it was completely innocent: he just found himself lost in thoughts, reliving their last chats, grinning goofily to himself whenever her big eyes or crystalline laugh popped up in his mind. She was so cute… maybe too cute. And they had a great time together.
He walked down the stairs to the auditorium, following one of the director’s assistants as he was shown to his seat for the scene, and was immediately greeted by a pat on his back by his co-star and friend Jane, happy to see him again.
He was so caught up in their talk that he didn’t realize Jayma had just walked over to join them for their scene. He turned around suddenly, following the jasmine scent that always accompanied her everywhere, and was greeted by the sight of her cute little butt as she squeezed past him in the row of seats, lightly rubbing his knees with the back of hers as she reached her spot.
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-Matt talks about having dinner with Jayma
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![‘I Love You’ ~M rated
She closed her eyes, his lips were moving down her neck at a maddeningly slow pace; every time his flesh connected with her skin she gripped him tighter against herself, she needed more; passion, closer, warmer, hungrier, faster. His tongue ran along the protruding line of her neck as she angled it to allow him total access. Lips landed on her ear, gathering her lobe in his mouth, he bit down lightly as he whispered. “I’ve missed you so much baby.”
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Jayma rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, a giggle escaping as a smile graced her face. Her hands left their position on Matt’s back, trailing up his arms over his broad shoulders to cup his face in her hands. She pulled his attention upward. “Yeah?” Her tone was playful and hopeful, and she refused to meet his gaze, instead her eyes concentrated on her thumb as it ran just under his mouth.
A mouth that was getting closer and closer and just before they met he stopped. His eyes locked with hers and he brushed his lips against hers; her eyes slipped closed at the sensation, the anticipation, but he pulled away. He waited until her eyes opened to meet his. There was just something about her eyes; so big, so expressive. And when looking into the deep amber there, he felt fully connected to her. “More than you can imagine.” He watched her cheeks color.
The way he said it, the tone in his voice; it was so husky and sexy, and sounded so sincere. Her heart beat faster, she wanted to believe him. “It seems to me that you had a really nice summer vacation without me…” Her voice trailed off and her eyes left his once again. She knew where he’d gone, what he’d done, and who he was with. And though she knew she had no right to be jealous, she was. The week before she had started work on season four of Glee she’d told herself that she wasn’t going to do this with him anymore, that it was too hard. She’d promised herself she would put an end to it. But here she was, at his home, pushed up against his front door the moment they stepped inside.
She was so nervous when she drove into the usual lot at Paramount. She wasn’t nervous about a new season, or her upcoming scenes, or anything else; she was nervous about seeing Matt. It had been 2 months, 3 weeks and 1 day since she had driven down his driveway, having just said goodbye; his sweat and smell was all over her body. Her skin burned where he had grabbed her thigh, slightly below her ass, at the height of passion. Her fingers played over the sensitive skin just behind her ear; she tilted the rear-view mirror in her direction, coming to a stop at a traffic light, and pushed her hair away while tilting her head as far to the right as she could, her eyes still trained on the mirror. Dark purple. She wouldn’t be wearing her hair up for a few days. She was leaving for Montreal the next day and maybe they had gotten a little carried away; 4 hours tangled together in white sheets, his name echoing off the walls 3 separate times. They had spoken on the phone a few times, but it had been hard to keep in touch like they’d planned; both of their schedules were so busy. It had been 3 weeks since they had last had any contact. But visions of their last night together haunted her throughout the months; the sound of his labored breaths against her cheek, the feel of his teeth clamped around her nipple, and the look of pure lust on his face as he pushed into her, filling her with himself, moaning her name before collapsing down on her. The smell of his skin, the taste of his mouth, the memory of him haunted her for 2 months, 3 weeks, and 1 day.
She looked for him in all the usual places, but couldn’t find him. She wanted to talk to him before they started their first scene together. They were usually so careful; they never talked about their relationship, even in private, on set. But this couldn’t wait. She had to end it now.
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‘I Love You’ ~M rated
She closed her eyes, his lips were moving down her neck at a maddeningly slow pace; every time his flesh connected with her skin she gripped him tighter against herself, she needed more; passion, closer, warmer, hungrier, faster. His tongue ran along the protruding line of her neck as she angled it to allow him total access. Lips landed on her ear, gathering her lobe in his mouth, he bit down lightly as he whispered. “I’ve missed you so much baby.”
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