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Angie looked ready to hold that ranking again as she was spotted filming her own stunts in the desert of New Mexico on Monday.The 44-year-old mother-of-six rocked a white tank top, jeans and military boots to shoot the upcoming thriller Those Who Wish Me Dead.Those Who Wish Me Dead with Taylor Sheridan directing from the script Sheridan adapted from Michael Koryta’s book and Michael’s script.Bron Studios and Film Rites are producing and Creative Wealth Media is financing. Sheridan is adapting the script from Michael Koryta’s 2014 novel of the same name, which follows a 14-year-old boy who witnesses a brutal murder, is issued a false identity and hidden in a wilderness skills program for troubled teens while the killers are slaughtering anyone who gets in their way in a methodical quest to reach him.
Summary: Your movie night with Ethan gets interrupted when you think of a better way to entertain both of you.
Warnings: 18+, explicit, smut, oral sex, cursing.
Word count: 2.1k
A/N: Its Bernthirst Spring Fling time, so I had to start this week with Ethan. @bernthirst-events​ Thank you @garciamorales​ for proofreading!
Movie nights with Ethan, the little tradition you two managed to establish over the past couple of months. You picked the movies together if there was one you both wanted to see or, if that wasn't the case, you'd switch back and forth between whose turn it was that week. Tonight was Ethan's choice and as much as you were against judging movies before you actually watched them, this one just didn’t really speak to you.
“So…cowboys and aliens…cool.”
You ask with a little forced smile when you turn to him. He shrugs, focused on setting up the movie, completely unaware of your expression and the sarcastically excited tone of your voice.
“A guy at the station recommended it.”
He explains after a moment when you don’t say anything else.
Of course.
“We can pick something else, tho I don’t-“
“No no.”
You grab the remote and press play.
“It's your night, Sawyer, you get to pick.”
Turning to face him, you smile honestly this time. No matter what movie you two picked, those quiet little movie nights were still just time spent together, so you couldn’t really complain too much.
“Alright, but next time is yours.”
He points out, resting his head on the armrest he lays down on the couch, the movie starting in the background, but his eyes still focused on you.
“C’mere baby.”
He speaks quietly, patting his chest a couple of times, wanting to feel you close to him. You sigh quietly, glancing over at the TV and then back at him, that one single curl falling right to the middle of his forehead, his hand on his chest, right where he wants you.
“Alright.”
Leaning down, you rest your head directly on his chest, one hand on his side, right by the ribs, the other one reaching to the back of his neck. Your fingers slowly push through his thick, dark curls. A quiet hum when he feels your touch against him.
“Yeah? You like that, baby girl?”
You tease him and bite your lip when he rolls his eyes at you with a deep sigh, his hand coming up to you to pull it away from the back of his neck.
“We’re not doing that.”
He explains, clearly not very pleased with the nickname, his hand on your wrist when he holds it down against his chest. You chuckle at his annoyed expression, that little frown, his eyebrows pulled together.
“I'm sorry.”
You mumble, quickly moving your hand right back to where it was, your fingers in his hair again, a little kiss pressed to his chest as a distraction. Breathing out a little laugh, he shakes his head at you slowly.
"C'mon."
“Won't do it again, Deputy, I promise.”
And with that you rest your head on his body once again, now facing the TV, ready for the movie just as if nothing ever happened. His arms wrap tightly around you, making you feel like you're somehow even closer to him now, his big hand resting directly in the curve of your back, your head slowly rising and falling with his every breath. The cabin is warm from the fire Ethan started for you some time ago, the subtle smell of the timbers mixed with the familiar scent of his clothes helping you quickly relax against his warm body.
“Good.”
His voice quiet now, his chest rumbling as he speaks.
“You ready?”
You nod as an answer, letting out a deep sigh and bracing yourself for whatever could possibly happen on the screen in the next two hours.
Just like you expected, after about forty-five long minutes of whatever the hell that movie was, you feel extremely close to giving up. Glancing up at his face, you hope to see the same, unfortunately, Ethan looks quite unbothered.
“You sure you wanna watch this?”
You ask after another moment.
“You don’t?”
He asks, a bit confused, glancing down at you on his chest.
“I don’t know Sawyer, I just…”
You sigh before pressing your hand against his chest to push yourself up and off of him. Sitting up between his legs, you glance back and forth between him and the TV.
“What is it, baby?”
He sits up a bit, propped up on his elbows, now, his eyebrows pulled together, his head tilted slightly when he squints his eyes at you slightly, trying to read your expression. Glancing down at the dark gray fabric of his sweats, you rest your hand on his thigh, your fingers gently brushing over the soft fabric.
“Nothing just…”
A quick glance up at his face.
“Just bored.”
You attempt to explain, shifting your position a bit as you feel your thoughts slowly getting to you.
“Ah come on baby just- just give it a chance to get good?”
“Or…”
You move your hand a bit higher on his thigh.
“Or I could just.”
In one quick motion, you push your hand right between his legs.
“Shit.”
You watch his head fall back on the armrest, his loud grunt echoes through the cabin as you rub his cock over a couple of times before finally gripping him tightly over the fabric. A cocky smirk on your face when you pull away suddenly.
“Oh, but I don’t have to.”
You start, watching him look down at you again.
“We can just watch the movie if you want.”
“Oh, I don’t fucking think so, sweetheart.”
He reaches out to grab your wrist, quickly pulling your hand back between his legs to feel you on him like that again. His hips push into your palm slightly when he adjusts himself on the couch, spreading his legs open slightly before clearing his throat.
“Go on then.”
He nods, his eyes on you before dropping your hand on his cock.
“Yes sir.”
You whisper, and he can almost feel himself twitch in his pants, knowing god-damn well you say that only to get to him. Quickly steadying yourself on your knees you lean down towards his crotch, moving your hand slowly; still over his sweats, up and down his length you glance up to watch him exhale loudly. His eyes shut for a moment before he's opening them up again to watch you work him like that.
You smirk again, letting your entire hand rub right from his tip all the way down to the base.
“C’mon baby. Gonna need more than that.”
“Oh I know.”
You lean forward, even lower now, your lips barely brushing over his.
“I know.”
You grab him tighter again, and he jerks his head to the side, a quiet fuck whispered through his teeth, his breathing getting a little faster now. Your lips on his for a moment, a long wet kiss, before you pull away. And as you sit back down between his legs again, working your hand over his cock quickly you can feel it, you feel him getting harder against your palm, feel him grow from your touch and feel his sweats so nicely. Looking down between his legs, you watch the outline in the sweats for a moment, your eyes fixed on how he moves a bit when the fabric catches on his tip.
“Shit.”
He grunts again, his hand gripping your wrist quickly.
“Not-“
He starts.
“Not like that, come on.”
Your hand stops on him as you think it over, his eyes glancing around your face as he waits for your decision, his breaths shorter, his chest moving faster.
“It's your movie night, you get to pick.”
You watch the relief in his eyes and his hand immediately moves to the waistband of his sweats. You move quickly with him, pulling the pants down when he pushes his hips up, so you can pull the fabric past his ass. Watching his cock spring out in front of you makes you clench around nothing for a second.
“Christ Sawyer.”
You whisper as you wrap your hand around his base, thanking whoever the hell was listening in your head for the fact that Ethan was one of those guys who preferred to walk commando around their house. He's not fully hard, not yet, almost, but you can tell he's not there yet and so you decide what to do. Grabbing his base tighter, wrapping your fingers around him, you lean down quickly, moving your hand over his length a couple of times before stopping suddenly. You watch his tummy twitch slightly when you lick your lips slowly, looking deep into his eyes the entire time before quickly parting your lips to press your tongue to the underside, right at his base.
You can hear him choke on a grunt when you push your tongue against him harder, dragging it painfully slow right to his red tip, your hand still at the base to keep him still through the whole thing. He tries but can't help the way his cock twitches against your tongue, the way it moves on its own from the wet and warm feeling slowly moving over his length.
“Shit.”
He mumbles when his one hand grips the edge of the couch tighter.
“Shit.”
When the other finds its way into your hair.
“Come on baby you-“
He starts but chokes on his words when you press your tongue hard right at the slit and then move away to quickly kiss the very tip of his cock.
“Fuck.”
His hips buck when you work your hand over him again, your other hand digging into his thigh before you finally open your mouth and take him in.
“Christ.”
It's all he can get out, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth now. Your lips wrapped around him as you let out a satisfied hum, watching how his body shows you how much he's enjoying it. You move on him quickly, but not chaotically or messy, your head moving up and down as you make sure to twirl your tongue around before taking him out almost completely only to suck hard on just his tip alone before going right back to the rhythmic bobbing. Your hands working that part of him you can't quite fit it. You can feel him hitting the back of your throat now and then, especially when his hips buck a bit on their own, you can feel his hand in your hair, the grip getting tighter when you give a little extra attention to his red swollen tip, and you can also feel the way this is getting to you as well. Pressing your legs together for that bit of friction when you feel your blood rushing between your legs.
“Mmm”
You hum around him again, before quickly pulling away completely, moving your hand over his length again just so you can see him completely hard in your palm like that. The veins running up his cock, way more prominent now, his tip, so red now, so shiny from your spit and that bit of pre-cum dripping from the very top now.
“Shit Sawyer.”
“Don’t.”
He glances down so fast, quickly letting you know he won't make it if you'll start teasing him now, so for once, you choose mercy.
Leaning down quickly, you lick over him again, making sure to get that little spot right under his tip before pulling away just a bit. Your warm breath right at the very top of his cock as you press your thumb hard against the little slit, tapping it a couple of times and rubbing the pre-cum around, only to pull away and watch it stretch from his cock to the tip of your thumb before finally glancing up into his eyes.
“Please baby-“
His voice breaks a bit and with that you take him in again. You know it won't be long now you can tell by the way his body reacts, the way you can feel him twitch in your mouth, the way you can taste the precum or how you can see his stomach tensing up with your every next move.
“Shit, just like that baby just-“
You follow, repeating your movements until you feel him twitch one more time.
“Shit, shit, shit."
You pull away one last time, working your hand over him fast and hard, making sure to squeeze that bit harder right under his tip, leaning down your press your tongue against his tip again.
“Fuck.”
His eyes close and eyebrows pull together, hips buck up into your hand when his lips part slightly, and he finally lets himself come for you. He's louder than usual and way more messy, missing your mouth slightly when it finally hits him, some of the cum on his thighs, some on his stomach.
“Jesus christ.”
He runs his hand down his face, trying to catch a breath before looking down between his legs, doing his best to calm his breathing as he watches you between his legs. That one little string of who knows what, cum, spit? Connecting the tip of his cock with your pretty lips.
“Shit baby.”
He mumbles, reaching his hand out to wipe your lips with his thumb, before you move closer and closer to him again, the warm feeling of your tongue against his skin when you decide to clean him up causing him to twitch one last time.
“What would I fucking do without you, huh?”
He whispers, panting still as he pulls you back up onto his chest when you're done.
“Well, …you’d have to suck yourself off on your own, I think.”
You suggest, and he scoffs, looking off to the side and then back at you.
“Alright, great, you ruined the mood”
You look up at him with a big smile, happy you can make him feel this good.”
“Sorry, can't help it.”
You mumble into his chest.
“Alright.”
He whispers before moving his hand between your legs, making you jump a little with how sensitive you are after everything that happened, when he pushes against your clit.
“Your turn.”
He whispers even more quietly, and you smile feeling his big warm hand quickly slipping under the waistband of your leggings, then your panties, and finally feeling his right on your body, knowing very well that tomorrow, you both won't even remember what that god damn movie was about.
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