I'm Yours

Your Favorite Co-Star

Gillian was busy rehearsing her lines in an unoccupied cubicle in the bathroom, her eyebrows creased together in a tight knot while her free hand rested on her leg as it rubbed her temple. "I will not be somebody you eventually ougth to forget," She uttered, "I'm yours, and so am I to you." She says. "Haven't I told you that were getting a divorce?" A familiar voice continued the dialogue on the script Gillian was reading. Her head snapped up at your voice, her body tensing for a moment as she processed if that was really her co-stars voice. "Go on, continue, you did so well." You say, opening the faucet in the sink, letting your hands get wet before you brought it up to your hair and started mussing it up. "Y/n?" She calls your name softly, sitting up and opening the locked cubicle, her eyes locking with yours as she stared at your reflection standing infront of the of the mirror. "You already memorized the script?" She asks, "Yeah it was pretty short." You answered, wiping your hands with a tissue you recently got from a tissue dispenser. "Pretty short? It's like thousands, and they expect us to get into an emotional scene at 7 in the morning." She answered, sighing as she walked closer towards you and leaned against the sink.

One hand clutching at her script and gripping the edge of the counter for support while the other ran across her blonde locks, closing her eyes and letting out a frustrated sigh. You couldn't help but stare at the older woman, and when she catches you looking once she opens her eyes she lets a small, warm smile down on her pretty lips. You immediately looked away, trying to look busy at getting more tissues from the dispenser. "I don't know how you do it," She comments, "What do it?" "Be so intelligent and adorable at the same time." She continues. You felt your cheeks blush almost immediately at her comment, and heat pool in your stomach. Is this how she compliments other people too? Even so, why does her voice go lower when she does it?

Cleaning your throat, you finally brought your eyes to look at Gillian. God she looks so hot, you silently think to yourself, and immediately look away. I'm gonna combust. "You alright sweetheart?" She asked, looking over to you in concern. "I'm fine, thank you." You responded, before gasping as you felt the older woman's hands encircle your waist. You inhale a soft gasp, your body tensing as you slowly brought your eyes to look at Gillian through the reflection on the mirror. "I've always wanted to do this," She mumbled, her lips grazing the back of your neck, making you inhale another soft gasp. "Do what?" You found the courage to ask. "This." She answered, her hands tightened it's grip on your hips as she pressed your back against her front more prominently. "Oh-" You let out a small shaky moan escape your lips, closing your eyes for a brief moment as fireworks practically exploded in your lower abdomen. "There it is," She speaks, her lips latching onto back of your neck to press deliberate and gentle kisses, occasionally darting her tongue out to lick at the kissed spots. "Please- oh..." You moan softly, arching your back against her as you pressed your eyelids shut. Your hands coming to grip the edge of the sink as the heat on your stomach started to get more hot and unignorable. Seeing the almost pained and desperate look on your face, Gillian immediately dropped the seductive act and maneuvered your body so that you were facing her this time. She pressed you up the sink, making you sit on the edge of it as her palms rubbed your thighs. "Tell me what do you want, sweet girl." She utters, her touch making you squirm.

"I want you, please, I've always wanted you." You can't help but answer, moaning slightly at her touch. Gillian only lets out an amused chuckle at your response before leaning over and gently pressing a light kiss on your neck, making your hips buck forward in desire. She continued peppering kisses on your neck, and you immediately grabbed her shoulders with both hands, trying to get the much needed friction between your thighs. "Please." You utter, your eyes closed tightly as you writhe beneath the older woman's touch. Sensing your impatience, a hand started unbuttoning your knee-length skirt you were wearing, pulling it down on your knees and letting it fall on the bathroom floor. You whined as her hands rubbed your thighs, your back arching against the counter. Her hand held your lower back and pushed you closer to her body, before slipping her fingers past the white, lacey underwear you were wearing.

You gasp as you felt her middle finger enter your core first, before feeling her ring finger soon after as she used both to delicately spread your folds and rubbed, feeling your thighs shook with each touch. Your hips started matching each thrust, moaning as she hit your g-spot over and over until you finally felt your climax building. "Gillian." You say almost breathlessly, opening your eyes for the first time in a while. Her gaze met yours, no longer could you see the bright and joyous eyes who greeted you everytime you arrived on set. They were clouded with lust and half-lidded- almost as if she was trying to hold back. "I'm- I'm gonna-" "Go ahead" she whispers, her fingers curling deep inside you, making you yelp in desire and your eyes to shut close almost immediately. "Go on, hun." She says with her sexy accent, her eyes never leaving your face. "I'm close, ah- I'm so close-" You uttered, your toes curling inside your heels as if sparks have been ignited on your lower abdomen. You released, toes curled, eyes shut and fingers gripping tightly on the older woman's shoulders.

You breathed a heavy sigh of relief, your fingers loosening it's deadly grip in Gillian's shoulders. Opening your eyes, you felt her finger gradually stop and almost whined when it fully left you. Gillian pulled away, a hand coming to fix her slightly ruffled hair and cleared her throat. She turned to you her gaze a display of affection and embarrassment, before quickly looking away and grabbing her discarded script on the floor. You watched her with heavy eyes, trying to pant as quietly as possible. "Not a single word to anybody, do you understand?" She asks, bringing her gaze towards you once more "No, of course not." You sighed, moving to get off the sink and grabbing your skirt. "So," You started speaking, making her eyes lock with you once more. "Same time next week?" Gillian smiled. "Same time everyday."