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NOTES: the girlies spoke, and I sure did listen.

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"...and once you solve for x, what do you get?"

"uh, 69?"

"good job, al!"

you proudly pat his shoulder as alex writes down the answer, smiling when you catch his face flush wildly at your touch. gooseflesh begins to form on your co-star's arm as your characters get closer by the second. as you sit arm-to-arm next to him on the bed, it feels like his skin could practically melt yours from warmth alone.

your nose picks up the spicy scent of the cinnamon and vanilla cologne that sticks to his polo shirt, making you want to get even closer to him. uou chew the eraser of your pencil as warmth fills your panties, squeezing your plush thighs together.

alex smiles cutely at your praise before turning to you with his face mere inches from yours. "well, you're a good tutor."

your lips hover next to his as you inch to close the gap between you, giggling when you notice the cookie crumbs stuck to the corner of his mouth. he might've dipped into the catering table before coming on set.

"you're a good pupil."

he tastes like you expected: grocery store chocolate chip cookies on his tongue and a twinge of mint on his breath. alex holds one side of your hip to allow his tongue to dwell deeper; his movements slow to lap up the bubblegum flavor of your lip gloss and your mouth's indulgent savors. your hand is occupied with his inner thigh as you knead the flesh through the denim of his jeans.

alex's fingers ghost the waistband of your pajama shorts, gently tugging them downward, making you smile into the kiss. you pull away and gently pull him by the collar of his shirt, allowing him to hover over you.

"nervous?" you whisper.

"a little." he chuckles half-heartedly, removing your cami. "i normally don't do this with cameras 'round."

dreamily, you sigh as he kisses down your neck, lightly scratching the back of his shaggy hair.

"you'll get used to it."

the cameraman gets closer as alex takes your nipple in his mouth while his free hand kneads your other breast, pinching and tugging your nipples until they stiffen as his mouth suckles and lightly nips. you moan as you pull at his hair, squirming underneath the duvet as your shorts become uncomfortably wet.

his hand stops playing with your breast and runs down your stomach, eventually shoving his large hand in your tiny shorts. your legs open wider, and your hips buck into his hand, your clit rubbing deliciously against the lines of his hand.

"you're so wet." he grins, the glitter of your lips gloss shining on the curve of his lips. "can't wait to taste you."

you pull off your shorts and instantly feel the camera's lens on your lower half while alex dips two fingers into your heat, pumping them in and out of you languidly. his head comes up from your breasts to your flushed face to capture your lips in heated bliss once more, this time savoring your moans and whimpers as his fingers pick up the pace. you break the kiss with quivering lips to let out a moan, your core tightening around his fingers.

"should we..?" he mumbles in your ear.

you nod, panting as you pull up the hem of his shirt. your walls miss the presence of his fingers once he withdraws them, soon replacing the digits with your own as you watch his clothes fall onto the floor. your free hand strokes the strong muscles of his arm as your fingers curl, plunging into your g-spot. he smiles shyly as your hand now roams his bare chest, the same gooseflesh from earlier present on his soft skin.

"you're cute." you muse as your eyes drop to the bulge in his boxers. "like, really cute."

you get up to straddle him, letting his pretty head fall back against the plush pillows against the headboard. your palate grows to miss his taste, and you dive back into his mouth for a lingering kiss, drinking in his groans and cries as you rub the straining bulge in his boxers. you pull away to tug the material down his legs, your cunt swelling as his cock springs free.

"you're fit," alex says, his smile lopsided. "like, very fit."

you chuckle as you perch on top of him again, this time facing away from him as your hips hover over his face. you feel the warmth of his breath against you, and your core tightens again as your walls moisten further, mentally reminding yourself not to take a seat on his handsome face. you pull your hair back before wrapping your warm mouth around him, swirling your tongue around the head to lap up his pre-cum. you moan as you move further down, keeping your hand on the shaft and pumping as you pick up the pace, hollowing your cheeks as you suck.

alex hisses as you continue, his hands gripping your hips tightly before his tongue licks a long stripe up your cunt, holding it at your clit and wiggling his tongue wildly. you moan around him, and your mouth moves faster, his cock and your fist glistening with drool under the bright lights of the set. the cameraman flickers between you and alex as your mouths work to please the other, capturing your glazed eyes and foggy prop glasses one minute to switching to alex's tongue's dirty dance on your heat, often in your heat when you give his cock a good suck.

as his tongue bounces between sucking and thrusting, a familiar warmth pools in your belly. even with your back turned, you can see that alex is close too, his tongue work becoming sloppier and his hips stuttering into your dripping mouth. you let go of him with a pop, rigorously stroking him while pressing your hips down on his mouth, loudly moaning once the knot in your stomach is torn free. alex doesn't let up as he continues to taste you, bucking into your hand and shooting into your nimble knuckles, groaning against your core.

you lap at the juices on your knuckles before turning around, crawling between alex's trembling legs to lick him clean. he weakly pats your head as you make him as spotless as he once was, his rapid breaths returning to steady breathing. you lick away at what's left on his tummy before kissing him again, twisting and swirling your tongue, fully savoring the taste of both of you.