Heaven Sent.

by Heather Mar-Gerrison

  Deciding that now would be a good time to go and get him the water, I shot off down the stairs.

  Jack was sitting at the kitchen counter, head in his hands and groaning quietly to himself. I grinned, “Feeling as shit as I do?” I asked cheerfully.

  He nodded, “We’re all going to that club downtown tonight.” He said, “Hair of the dog and all that shit.”

  I chuckled, “Well, you can count me and Jason out.” I said, “He’s throwing his guts up, up there – and I’m going to drink nothing but water all day long.”

  Jack grinned, “Pussies, the pair of you.” He said, “But okay. If you want to go down the water cure – go ahead. I’m doing it my way – with shots.”

  I shook my head, filled two large glasses of water and headed back to my charge…

  *

  “Do you feel up to ordering pizza for dinner?”

  Jason, who was looking a whole lot better now that he’d managed to eat a banana and some oatmeal, beamed at me, “Sure.” He agreed, “I’m gonna go and take a bath – and let you finish reading – but you really shouldn’t worry – you’re a perfect Henry. I’ve read it a bunch of times myself.”

  I wasn’t surprised by his admission. He was absolutely perfect as the angel, Sasha. I nodded and immersed myself back in the book, trying my best not to imagine him stripping off his clothes in the room right next door. It was no use, I read the rest of the book by skimming the words as I could hear him singing to himself in the bath. God, his singing voice was every bit as amazing as the rest of him. I was so damned lucky to be working with such a talent.

  Fuck off! My little inner demon piped up, it’s not his talent you love. It’s him. Admit it. The love scenes are what you’re living for these days. You love kissing him and you totally want to get in his pants for real and you know it. Touching him is becoming as essential to you as breathing.

  Ignoring the voice as best I could, I got up, stretched and headed through to the small lounge area between our bedrooms. I picked up my mobile phone and dialled the number off the top of the pizza menu we’d picked up the day before.

  Jason appeared around half an hour later, seconds before the pizza arrived, looking absolutely ravishing in a dark blue dressing gown that set his beautiful eyes off absolutely gorgeously. Was he naked beneath that? Probably…

  “I got you a pepperoni.” I said, “That’s right isn’t it?” Please tell me I’d got that right. I’m certain that’s what you said was your favourite…

  He grinned, “I’m impressed.” He said, “you remembered.”

  Well of course I remembered, I hung off his every word but I wasn’t about to admit to that…

  “So, what do your parents do?” I asked as we tucked into our pizzas. He hadn’t really mentioned much about his home life. He’d gone on at length during the car journey here all about his famous drama school and how much he’d loved being there and he’d talked about his adorable little sister, Bethany but that was about it – not that I’d been any better. I’d not mentioned that I had a twin brother yet and I knew he couldn’t know anything about him because no one in the industry had ever found out…

  We’d been working together for a few weeks now. The shooting was intense and scenes were all over the place which was difficult for a number of reasons – reading the book had really helped me understand Henry better and I was pretty confident that I was putting in decent enough performances. They were not, however, anywhere near as good as Jason’s interpretation of Sasha’s character. I was left astounded after almost every scene. He was fucking brilliant.

  We’d gone out for dinner every night so far. Sometimes just the two of us, which I preferred and sometimes with the whole crew. Tonight, we were staying in and having pizza together, which was kind of a relief because I’d gotten to a point where I just wanted to know everything there was to know about Jason and I couldn’t ask half the questions I wanted to ask with the rest of them around, listening in. Since they’d gone out with the intention of curing last night’s hangover, I couldn’t see them being back before midnight at the earliest.

  Jason had the cutest little habit of wrinkling his nose when he was thinking of a response. I waited. “Mom worked in the school office where I went to middle school – that was always fun.” He deadpanned, “My attendance record was impeccable – as was my behaviour – I couldn’t get away with anything growing up. I joined the drama group just to be able to get out of her way at lunchtimes, in all honesty but as it turns out, I was pretty good at it…”

  I frowned, “Why?” I asked, “What did she do?”

  He rolled his eyes, “She wanted me to go and sit with her to say prayers…”

  Oh, my God… “She’s religious?” Well, obviously…

  He rolled his eyes and nodded, “Dad’s a preacher – they’re not just religious, Gerard,” he turned those incredible eyes on me, making my breath hitch in my throat, “they’re fanatical.”

  Holy shit. It had to have been tough growing up with that. How the hell had he managed to get away from them to go into acting? Ask, why don’t you…? “So how did you get into acting?”

  He grinned, “I was talent-spotted at the school’s Christmas production one year.” He said, “Mom and Dad were ecstatic that I was going to bring in a shitload of money for them. They weren’t really bothered what the content of the play was to begin with – having said that, I was never in anything bad. Of course, they obviously never thought I’d take a part like this one…” He bit his lip. “I still haven’t talked to them about it. They’re bound to have found out – IMDb have already got a page about it and Mom follows everything I do.”

  I nodded, “Yeah, my parents were pretty surprised when I took the last movie – not so much this time, funnily enough.” I grinned at him.

  “You’re lucky.” He murmured, “Having their unconditional support.”

  I nodded, “I know.” I said but they had no clue that I wasn’t just acting. How could they have when I’d had no clue myself until I met Jason. I had to tell him. “I’m not all that sure I’ll still have their unconditional support once they know I haven’t really been acting…”

  He raised an eyebrow, “I’m not sure I follow.”

  My heart was in my mouth. Had I been imagining our growing affection for each other? Time to find out. I smiled confidently even though I was feeling a little loose on the inside, “Yeah, you do.” I said, “I didn’t know until…”

  He smiled and reached across the coffee table for my hand, entwining his fingers in mine, he whispered, “Until you met me?”

  “Right.” I agreed, letting out the breath I wasn’t really aware I was holding, “I guess you’ve kind of flicked the switch.” I shrugged. It was good to finally admit it.

  His smile was breath-taking. “Guess I did.” He murmured before he leaned over and captured my lips in his. He tasted of pepperoni and tomato sauce and I was in heaven. If anyone had been heaven sent it was Jason – to me. I’d been existing before – but now… Now I felt alive.

  I kissed him back. With the cameras rolling, our kissing scenes were kind of technical rather than romantic or sexy. We just did as we were directed. Passionate one minute, tentative the next. Now that it was just the two of us, it was entirely different.

  I could just lose myself in him, feeling his breath on my face and enjoy his wonderful open-mouthed kisses that were sexier than anything I’d ever experienced in my life before. His playfulness was captivating and he came around to my sofa and jumped on me. We wrestled as we kissed, laughing as we rutted together. This was what I wanted. I couldn’t deny that I’d enjoyed having sex with Gina. Who didn’t like to feel someone else’s body moving with their own in that primal way? But on the other hand, it had always felt mildly disappointing somehow and neither of us had ever been fans of oral sex.

  The idea of my mouth on Jason though… Well, it was making my already hard cock stiffen even more. Jason’s insistent tongue licking into my mouth was making
me wonder just what it would feel like to have his cock in my mouth, bumping against my throat and suddenly, I really wanted to know. I really wanted to feel it.

  Chapter 9 – Making out…

  Jason

  “Come through to my room?” Gerard whispered.

  I pulled away and looked at him. His eyes were glazed over with lust and he looked absolutely gorgeous. My heart was thumping away in my chest. He wanted me just like I wanted him. I was sure of it – and yet… best to check. “Wanna do more lines?”

  He shook his head and smiled crookedly at me, “Not really.” He said.

  I grinned. I was right. He did want me, “Wanna just make out all night?”

  He nodded, “Definitely.” He agreed.

  I jumped up and grabbing his hand in mine, I pretty much dragged him from the sitting area to his bedroom.

  The rest of the crew were out. They’d all gone drinking in a bar downtown. They wouldn’t be back for hours – and that was absolutely fine by me…

  “Have you uh, done this before?” Gerard asked. He was still stood, leaning against the bedroom door and looking at me, where I’d dived on his bed and arranged myself on my back with my hands behind my head, trying my best to look totally cool and in control of my emotions – let me tell you, I really wasn’t…

  I nodded, “I’ve uh, I’ve had sex before, yeah.” I said. And it was a fucking disaster… “Have you?”

  He shook his head, “I’ve been with Gina for five years.” He said as if that was explanation enough. Had he ever had sex with anyone before her? I had so many questions bubbling around in my head, I just didn’t want to voice any of them in case it changed things between us.

  It was at once rather surprising and yet at the same time not so much that he hadn’t been with anyone else They’d been together for five years, which made him only my age when they met – that was quite young – hell, I’d only had that one experience but to be fair, I did have ridiculously religious parents to contend with... Maybe he’d just been a late developer. I wondered how old Gina was. She seemed older but she probably wasn’t…

  A cold feeling went through me at the mention of Gina. He’d hardly spoken about her in all the time that we’d been here and I’d found it pretty easy to ignore her existence. But hearing her name reminded me that he wasn’t free to be mine and that I was being very careless with both my heart – that was bound to get broken – and my peace of mind, which would also take a battering by doing this. He wasn’t single like I was. He was in a relationship with Gina. He was cheating on her by doing this with me… And I was bound to get hurt but I refused to think about that now. I’d just have to put it down to experience when I was sitting up night after night, crying myself to sleep. I was a grown-up now. I could do this…

  “So, what happened with you?” Gerard asked.

  I shrugged again. “It was the summer break before she went off to college and I went to drama school. I never saw her again.” And thank God for that because that one experience had put me off her for life… Guess the writing was on the wall back then.

  Gerard frowned, “I’m guessing it wasn’t the best experience of your life, then?”

  I chuckled, shaking my head, “It wasn’t exactly successful, no.” I closed my eyes and flopped my head back against his pillows, “Fuck! I was terrified that my father would catch us together naked – he’d have killed me for being with a girl never mind a guy – the whole sex before marriage thing is bad enough as far as Dad is concerned. It was just terribly stressful. I was amazed that I stayed hard enough to actually get it in.” Not that I really had – I’d only got the tip in – but honestly, that was enough for both of us before we gave it up as a bad job – definitely for me from an embarrassment point of view. We just hadn’t given ourselves enough time for us to be able to relax enough to enjoy it. So, no – not the best experience of my life…

  After that episode, things had gotten a little awkward between us and it was kind of a relief when she left. We’d had fun together while it lasted but I felt that Gerard and I connected on a different sort of level – and the idea of us becoming one… well, it was kind of overwhelming. I wanted to feel him inside me… I really couldn’t wait.

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” Gerard asked, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

  “But I really do want this.” I breathed, leaning forward a little and leaning back on my elbows, “I’ve thought of pretty much nothing else for the past three weeks.”

  He smiled, “We’ve only known each other for three weeks.”

  I nodded, “Yeah,” I agreed, “I know that. I think it’s commonly known as love at first sight…” I smiled.

  Gerard’s eyes widened, “Seriously?” he asked, his voice coming out high with surprise.

  I shrugged. The truth was that yes, I was, one hundred per cent serious. I’d seen all of his movies. I’d been jealous of the actor, Sebastian Sayle for his part in the movie they’d done where they’d got naked together. When I found out that my co-star for this movie was pegged for Gerard Sinclair, I’m not gonna lie, I’d jerked off in the shower at the mere idea of us being skin to skin.

  And now… Well, this was a dream come true.

  “Come here.” Gerard said softly.

  I got back off the bed and went to stand in front of him. “What?” I asked.

  “Kiss me.” He whispered, “Kiss me like you really want to kiss me – not just for the cameras.”

  I grinned at him and shook my head. He really had no idea, “I do that every time I kiss you.” I said, “None of it’s for the cameras.” I shrugged, “I just close my eyes and forget there’s anyone else in the room with us.”

  He nodded, “Oh, my God. Me too.” He whispered. “I forget to stop when they shout cut sometimes.”

  I smiled, “I know.” I said and stood on tiptoes to bring his head down so his lips could meet mine.

  He sighed happily as he kissed me back. God, I could stay here forever. This was the most magical movie of my life so far – not that I’d made all that many. My career was just beginning. Gerard was the experienced one out of the two of us.

  “God, you taste so good,” he groaned as he pulled away from my mouth and started trailing open-mouthed kisses down my neck to my chest, sending thrills down my spine.

  I tightened my hold on him and threw my head back, exposing my throat to him, begging him silently to kiss me there.

  “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured, “So damned beautiful.”

  I closed my eyes and pressed myself against him. I could feel his hardness for me through his jeans and I ground myself against him. “Let’s get into bed.” I whispered, “I want to feel your skin next to mine.”

  He nodded, “And you feel so good naked.” He said with a grin.

  We’d done a naked scene together only yesterday. There wasn’t a whole lot of sexually explicit content in the scenes, but we had had to lie in each other’s arms for the final take – and I had to admit, it had felt really good to be held in his arms with our legs tangled up in each other’s – even if there were six other guys in the room with us, getting the lighting right and deciding where our arms and legs should be – thankfully with their presence in the room, neither of us got turned on and so there were no embarrassing erections going on.

  “Jason,” He breathed, as he pushed me gently back against his pillows, “Can I kiss you again?”

  I nodded, gazing up into his face. And what a beautiful face he had. His strong jaw, those fabulous slate grey eyes, Fuck. I’d never been so overwhelmed at someone’s beauty before. He was unbelievably good looking – but there was more to him than just his good looks. He was such a nice guy, “I thought you’d never ask.” I murmured.

  He smiled lazily and leaned down. His lips captured mine in his and then he explored my mouth leisurely with his tongue. He seemed to really enjoy taking his time to taste me. I kissed him back, revelling in the way his lips completely en
closed mine and in the way his tongue duelled with mine. I was almost dizzy with desire for him. My cock was straining against my jeans, desperate to be freed, to be touched...

  “I want to touch you,” he murmured. “May I?”

  I nodded, “Oh, God.” I gasped, “Yes,” I pushed my hips up to meet his, “please.” I was getting pretty desperate for him to touch me. We’d been skirting around our attraction for each other for weeks now – so, now that we were actually doing something about it, I was fully on board with full exploration, which meant, to me at least, lots of touching...

  His fingers found the button of my jeans and he made quick work of undoing it. My fingers immediately went for my zipper and between the two of us, we’d got my jeans down to my thighs in seconds. “Oh, my God,” he groaned, “You look amazing.”

  I looked down and blushed. I was sporting the most obvious erection for him. Still, he seemed totally impressed. Go with it, Jay. Be Brave. Seduce him… “Do you like what you see?” I murmured.

  He nodded, his mouth slightly open and his eyes glazed with passion, “Oh, God, yeah,” he groaned, “Totally love it.” He said.

  Oh, wow. I still couldn’t quite believe that someone like Gerard wanted someone like me. He was pretty famous already. And he was usually so in control of himself. He sounded like a total grown up when he spoke and he’d carved his career out perfectly so far. I was in total awe of him.

  His fingers traced the outline of my erection. “So beautiful.” He murmured. “Can we take these off?”

  I smiled, “Mmm,” I managed. Embarrassingly, I’d pretty much lost all power of speech and I wasn’t all that sure who was seducing who anymore.

  He smiled and pulled my boxer shorts down to meet my jeans and then he totally shocked the hell out of me by nuzzling his face into my crotch. I gasped and let out a giggle. “Oh, my God.” He moaned, rubbing his face against me and making my already hard cock even harder, “You smell really good.” He breathed, “I really want a taste of you…” He looked up at me, “May I?”