Hollywood can really bite! - Open

[ChaseMePleez]

Characters (Female)- Blair Eastwick

Choice of Male Characters: Chris Evans, Mark Ruffalo, Chris Hemsworth, Robert Downey Jr., Jeremy Renner, Tom Hiddleston

I walked in and around people strewn about the set while I carried several boxes containing newly altered pieces for wardrobe. My name is Blair Eastwick and I was working as an assistant to the head of wardrobe for the new movie Avengers 2 which was filming in my hometown. You would think it would an experience of a lifetime. I have always had a strong work ethic that my father instilled in me but lately I have fantasized about running from my job. Most of the cast members have become good friends but one was a total pain in my ass. There was something about me that rubbed this guy the wrong way.

It was strange since I always tried to be polite to people when we first met. This guy made me want to pull his hair out. When we forced to work together, we would end up trading barbs at each other. It was a constant contest to see who was the best smart ass. My best friend Maggie insinuated that the two of us had some sort of attraction going on. Needless to say, I snorted my Pepsi about 3 feet when she told me that one. There was no way either of us wanted the other. We'd have to be gluttons for punishment.

My boss, Tasha Dex, met me at the door. "Hey Blair. The boxes are labelled so deliver them to the trailers for the actors. Here." She picked up two fo the boxes, leaving only one for me. "I can bring these since I need to see them anyway." When I saw the name on the box, I made this face like someone was sending me to the electric chair. "Tasha...I...." She held up a hand. "This is getting ridiculous, Blair. The two of you need to settle this. I don't care who started it either. We can't make a movie when people are at each other's throat."

I tried to argue the point but I knew she had a point. Tasha walked off and I headed off to speak with Satan himself. I got weird looks from people working around me since I stayed away from this area as a rule. There was no way I would take a chance that I would run into Mr. Celebrity himself. Man, he made me want to gag with his arrogance. There were quite a few times when she would throw a paper ball at him when he was being an ass, which was often. It made meetings far more amusing.

One of the P.A.'s were standing around when I came up to him. "Is he in his trailer?" The 20ish guy nodded. "I think he said he'd be resting." I smiled to myself. "I'm just going to take something in to leave for him from wardrobe. I won't be long." Like she wanted to stay long in Lucifer's lair. Slowly I opened the door to the trailer, bracing myself for a verbal attack.

I went up the steps and closed the door behind me. The door made an odd sound when it closed but I brushed it off. There was no sense in dawdling in here so I placed the box on a small table set up for small meals during breaks. Since I knew he'd pitch a fit when he couldn't find it, I found a post-it pad and left a note on the box. Sighing in relief that it was over I went back to door only to find that the damn thing wouldn't open!

"No no no no no. Fate, do not do this to me!" I kept trying the door, not noticing that I was no longer alone. It was amazing how creative I was when it came to cussing inanimate objects. I tried examining the door but froze when I felt a strong male hand on my shoulder. Just great! Lucifer had awakened!

 

[Alsing]

“Cut!” An amplified voice called out. The people all around crew and actors alike broke from their positions and started to mill about. The last of the actors to move off their marks wore tattered pants and no shoes or shirt. All around him he saw a lot of black leather, chain mail, blue spandex and metal armor. He smirked a little. As far as costumes on this set went a pair of stretched out and tattered purple pants was not really that silly looking. It was a hot day and the sun beat down on his exposed back. It had been a long shooting day already and since he was going to be played by a giant green computer generated image in the next scene Mark had some time for a break. Rubbing his neck and letting out a yawn Mark Ruffalo headed for his trailer.

The set was buzzing with motion but Mark did not pay them much attention. He was a bit tired and cranky so most of the crew knew that now was not the time to bug him. Stepping up to the trailer door Mark saw one of the many production assistants. “I’ll be resting in my trailer if anyone needs me.” He said briskly before opening the door and disappearing inside.

The air in the trailer was mercifully cool and Mark just took a moment to close his eyes and breathed in the cool air. He could feel the sweat on his body chilling in the cool air and a shiver ran through him. After the scorcher of a day it was outside he felt like he had just stepped out of hell and into heaven. After adjusting to the change in temperature Mark walked into the trailer over to a mini fridge. He pulled out a bottle of water and guzzled down almost half without taking a breath. He screwed on the cap and then headed to the back of the trailer where a small sleeping space was set up. A set of black curtains separated the sleeping area from the rest of the trailer and when they were pulled tight the area was totally dark. It was a good way to catch some needed sleep between scenes.

Mark pulled the curtain tight and with practiced ease found the bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow he was instantly relaxed and began to drift off to sleep. Sadly before he could find the bliss of unconsciousness he heard the door to the trailer open. Mark sighed fearing that he was being called back out for a re-shoot. When no one called out to him Mark relaxed some and figured someone was just dropping off something then they would leave him in peace.

Instead of hearing the door to the trailer open and close he heard someone struggle with the handle. Frustrated after the hushed swearing started Mark hopped out of the bed with an aggravated growl under his breath and pulled the curtain open. He was expecting to see the production assistant that had been outside the trailer. Instead it was her, the bane of this production. As a celebrity he was used to a certainly level of admiration and respect. That was the opposite of what he got from this woman. Some actors might have gotten her fired for that kind of treatment but while he would never admit it out loud not always having his butt kissed was a nice change of pace.

Putting his hand on her shoulder to get her attention Mark said in an aggravated tone. “You push not pull.” The way he said it made it clear even an idiot should have been able to figure that out.

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Mark always looked so damn innocent with those big brown eyes. It was no wonder to me that he was annoyed that it didn't work with me. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck with that demon for any period of time. Yeah, sure, he was attractive but it was a shame that mouth opened up and ruined the effect. His tone of voice just made me want to hit him. This guy really rubbed me the wrong way. In a very fake pleasant voice I remarked back at him. "I know how to open a freaking door, Lucifer. The damn thing is jammed or something. You think I want to stay in here with you?" I gave a mock shiver.

My only real satisfaction lately is that it irked him that Scarlett liked me so much. The two of bonded over a love of reading, sharing opinions on new releases and some of the best sellers. She had even included me on a few outings that she went on with some of the other cast. I knew the area better than anyone else so it only made sense for me to point out the best areas to grab something to eat or to find something to do when they weren't filming. There had a number of times when one of them had to get between Mark and I.

The tension between had started to cause rumors that neither one of us liked to consider. Samual just seemed to think it was hilarious. His favorite joke whenever the two of us were found together is asking when the wedding was going to be. I walked away from the door. "See for yourself, genius. This trailer has been in need of repair for a while. Maintenance's guys are completely lazy." I tapped my foot on the floor of the trailer impatiently. There was no way I was spending anymore time in that place than I had to.

I almost laughed at his befuddled grimace when the door didn't swing open. The glare he gave me actually did make me laugh. "Don't give me that look. Not like I broke the damn thing. Last thing I want is to be a confined space with you." It was almost fun seeing how far I could push before he tried to strangle me. His reactions were just too delicious and frankly, I thought he needed some humbling.

My hand went to my back pocket to grab my cell phone, only to find it missing. "Fuck!" I said quietly to myself. During break I had left the Blackberry in my purse when Tasha asked to speak with me. I sat my buns down on the small couch. "Tasha sent me in here with a package for you." I pointed to it. Normally I didn't like explaining myself to anyone but there no way he was going to get in a remark about me coming in here to find him 'willingly'.

 

[Alsing]

Once she moved away from the door Mark pushed at it. At first he only used as much force as one would normally need to open a door. The damn thing did not budge even a little. Unable to help himself Mark turned his head and glared at Blair. Her comment did not improve his mood any and not wanting to see the pleased look on her face he pushed again but this time a lot harder. His face went a little red with the effort and thanks to him still being in costume Blair could see the tensing muscled in his bare arms and back.

Right about then if he had really been the hulk that door would have so regretted messing with him. That thought made him wonder if one of the guys had done this. Robert was a bit of a joker and he could be a bad influence on Hemsworth. Needing to calm down a little Mark waited to turn until he had rubbed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Once he felt a little calmer Mark turned and was sorry to see Blair was still there.

Seeing her look for her phone made him think to do the same thing but then he remembered it was with his real clothes in wardrobe. Chances were that the shooting had started again for the big fight scene. Since he was not in that scene no one was going to come looking for him. On top of that everyone would be busy working and even if they were near enough to hear him calling out for help his voice would probably be drowned out by the pyrotechnics. Worst of all even if they did get someone’s attention once it got around that she was in his trailer with him Mark knew he would never hear the end of it. It would be like handing Samuel a loaded gun with a full clip of innuendos.

Seeing Blair take a seat on his couch the edge of Mark’s mouth twitched a little in annoyance. “Sure make sure self at home.” He grumbled before going over to the package to see what was so important that he now had to suffer her company. Opening up the box he asked. “So what is this?”

 

[ChaseMePleez]

It was kind of amusing watching that ass try to move the door. He actually seemed disappointed that I was still there. Well, right back at ya, bub! I arched a brow at him, wondering exactly what was going through that mind of his. Smiling sweetly, I batted my eyelashes at him in a way that would have outdone Scarlett O'Hara. "You're such a gentleman." Despite myself my face reddened just a bit. My skin had always been very sensitive to a blush, making it apparent when it happened. Playing it safe, I turned my head away from Mark so he wouldn't see.

His question had me looking back at him. "I have no idea. Tasha just gave it to me and said to bring to your trailer." I didn't have to add the next bit under my breath but I was very frustrated and wanted out of there. "Not like I volunteered for the job." When he opened the box, I could see that it was a tuxedo and a mask. "Must be for the scenes for masque ball." Technically I wasn't supposed to know about certain scenes that had yet to be filmed but I tended to hear things when I walked about, doing my job.

"Do you have any soda or something?" I should have known it was a set up when he turned his back to me. The soda was a regular coke but I was never picky on what I drank. I cracked open the can and it sprayed all over me. "Ahhhh!" Standing up slowly, my eyes flashing in anger. "Are you fucking two years old? Damnit, Mark!" The little prank was downright juvenile but I had always had the worse temper.

Grabbing another can that he put aside for himself on the countertop and walked toward him. My intentions must have been apparent because he tried to retreat to the back where he had been resting. I followed him into the back, giving the can a good shake. Mark had his hand up to protest but I gave him a good push, laying him out on the bed. Straddled onto his waist, I opened can in his face, plastering him with soda. "Turnabout is fair play, Mark."

I was about to get off of him when I thought I noticed something that couldn't be real. My cheeks were a ruddy shade pink because big man, Mark Ruffalo, had a hard-on with me on top of him. Darting off of him as quick as I could, I tried to make my way back to the kitchen/livingroom area when he caught my hand and pulled me back down. This was throwing me off balance. What the hell was he up to?

 

[Alsing]

Inside the box he found the tuxedo and mask. It was for the masque ball scene but Mark did not know why Blair would know that. The movie script was being kept under a pretty tight lid. Only the actors had it and even they were not allowed to keep a copy sitting around their trailer. If they wanted to read it to memorize their lines they had to check a copy out. Scarlet must have told her Mark assumed. The two were good buddies after all. Which Blair was lucky for because with her attitude she would probably be kicked off the set by now.

Putting the lid back on the box Mark walked over to the mini fridge when Blair asked if he had anything to drink. He bent down and grabbed a Coke. Before standing up and making sure his body was blocking her view Mark gave the can a good shake. Then he set another can on the counter for himself before walking over and handing the soda can over. Without being too obvious about it Mark stepped back so he would be clear once the Coke exploded from the can. Sure it was a petty and childish move but what could he say. Blair just brought that side out of him.

When the soda can exploded and covered Blair he started to laugh but then saw her jump up and come at him with the second soda can he stopped. She looked pissed and Mark decided to make a tactical retreat. The trailer was not exactly big and there were not a lot of escape options for him. Rushing as fast as he could Mark headed for the sleeping area. In hindsight it was not exactly the best defensible position. As Blair arrived Mark saw the can being shaken and knew what was coming. He put up his hands and was going to grab the can from her but then she pushed him. Mark’s legs tripped on the bed and he found himself under Blair. Just before she started to pour the soda on him Mark noticed her shirt. Her wet top was plastered to her skin and it was hard not to notice the perfect shape of her breast. Unable to help himself the sight got a reaction from Mark’s lower region.

A moment later he was covered in soda as well and she was off. The cold shock the soda shower was the last straw. He had put up with her name calling, rude comments, rude attitude but she had just stepped over the line. As she ran off Mark shot up. Drops of Coke ran down his face and dripped from his hair. At the time he was not sure what he would do when he caught her. She ended up in the same predicament he had moments before. In the small confines of the trailer there was not really anywhere to run to and he was faster than he looked.

Reaching out Mark grabbed her hand and spun Blair around. She fell back onto the bed and he was now the one on top straddling her. He pressed down on her with both of his hands holding her arms over her head by the wrist. Looking down at her Mark once again noticed how attractive Blair was. Unable to control himself Mark leaned down and kissed her. It was a hard kiss filled with all the pent up sexual tension that had been building between them that everyone but they seemed to see. At any moment Mark expected her to start struggling and screaming but he decided to enjoy the kiss until then.

 

[ChaseMePleez]

I'm not sure how it happened but the next thing I knew, Mark was on top of me. There was something in the way he had been looking at me that made me a little nervous. My brain felt like it was going to go on the fritz when he kissed me. His mouth was warm and firm, his body covering mine. I never noticed how good he smelled until that moment. My body had a will of its own and it clearly said that it liked how he touched me. There had been a tension between us for a long time and it was about to implode.

My hands stopped struggling and I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples going tight and hard under my shirt. I started to kiss him back with a wildness that I didn't know I had. It was like being deprived of water and seeing a bottle of spring water for the first time. I just drank him in, suckling at his tongue. Apparently that was when his control slipped because my hands came free and were now in that thick mop of hair, holding him to me.

It surprised me that the attraction that neither of us saw was real and very potent. Scarlett, Sam and even Robert had commented on the way we bickered like an old married couple. Mark had slid down to between my thighs, his body pressed against me making my heart thud in my chest. He was so warm and felt so good that I couldn't help but rub into him. The kiss was slow , deliberate and very intense. If I hadn't already been laying down, I couldn't have been sure my legs would have held up.

My hand began to feel around his clothed body. Mark always had been a trim athletic guy that always worked out regularly with the rest of the guys and played sports occasionally. His body was well made and even I had been caught staring once or twice at him when he had his shirt off. Scarlett had ragged me about it for a week. Now that I had my hands on him, it was so much better. I couldn't restrain the little moans and whimpers he was getting from me.

Lust had always been a potent emotion to me and I always had a firm hold on my reactions. Control meant too much to me not to. Right now I had absolutely none and had no idea to even begin to get it back. That was why he put me on edge, why I had to keep pushing at him to make him run the other way. Mark knocked me off balance to the point that it scared me.

His erection was rubbing with a delicious friction against my crotch. Good god he was going to make me faint. My hands felt up his chest and my leg hooked around one of his hips. I thought I felt him tremble but was too preoccupied with my own reactions. My tongue found its ways into his mouth, licking at his own, teasing it. My clit had begun to throb unbearably, along with the dampness in my panties.

Those big hands found there way under my shirt and cupped my breasts. They squeezed gently and reached around to unhook the bra. Those big fingers tweaked my hard nipples and my back arched slightly to force my breasts slightly more into his hands. I could see where this was leading and it was going to be explosive once it peaked. At that point though, that was what I was hoping for.

 

[Alsing]

Mark was operating on auto pilot now. He was hardly aware of anything going on around them. The entirety of his world seemed to be focused on Blair and nothing else existed besides her. His hands run up and down her body. Down her legs and up her shirt where he was pleased that she responded so strongly. Five minutes ago there was no one he thought he disliked more than this woman but now there was no one more important to him.

Once her bra was off he threw it across the trailer and then in a swift motion lifted Blair up and in a quick jerk pulled her shirt off over her head. Taking only a moment to look down at the bare flesh that was exposed before him Mark seemed to have a ravenous hunger in his eyes. Bending down over her Mark began to devour her breast with his mouth. His tongue ran in quick circles over her hard nipples before he lightly pinched the tip of each nipple with his teeth.

He focused on her chest for several long moments. His mouth moving from one to the other and his hand messaging the one he was not sucking on. At the same time his hips were humping against hers. His erection grinding into her as he licked sucked and bit at her breast. Finally his mouth left her rock hard nipples and moved up her chest and along her neck. He gave her little kisses as he went as if he could not bring himself to part from her. Once he reached her neck he started to suck and nibble. While at the same time his right hand slid down her waist band into her panties.

His hand found her soaking wet pussy. Gently he ran a finger lightly around the outside before slowly slipping a finger in at the bottom. His finger was quickly lubricated as he carefully slid his finger up until it slipped out of her slit and found her clitoris. Mark rubbed some of her juice from his finger onto his thumb then with both Mark began to softly stroke her in a small circular motion.

 

[ChaseMePleez]

His hand found her soaking wet pussy. Gently he ran a finger lightly around the outside before slowly slipping a finger in at the bottom. His finger was quickly lubricated as he carefully slid his finger up until it slipped out of her slit and found her clitoris. Mark rubbed some of her juice from his finger onto his thumb then with both Mark began to softly stroke her in a small circular motion.

My body jerked when I felt his mouth on my breast, my hands in his hair. I couldn't help the trembles that went through me. It just felt so good, the way he touched me. My mouth fell open when those long fingers caressed my clit. As the passion starts to burn hotter, I pulled Mark's mouth back to mine as I moved my hips with his fingers. Buttons went flying about the room when I ripped open the shirt he wore. I was feeling a little wilder than usual, the stimuli from Mark driving my body into shivers.

I cried out, moving my hips against his fingers in need of release. My nails bit into his arms. "Oh...God...Mark....fuck ...so wet." My mouth attached to his neck while one of my hands massaged his cock through his pants. Just from the feel of him I could tell he was well hung, which only excited me more. Distracted as I was that I just barely felt his hand when it slipped into my panties.

My aching pussy was in raw need. "Mark." I plead with him, needing him to give me a release to the tension that was tormenting my body. I cried out suddenly when two of his fingers entered me. My hands unzipped his pant, slipping inside to cup his bare ass in both of hands, pulling him closer to me. My hips moved in time with his fingers, my mouth kissing his when I felt his thumb circling my clit.
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[Alsing]

As she began to move her hips in time with his fingers as they slipped in and out of Blair the pace began to increase. There was no missing that she was enjoying what he was doing to her. Mark’s fingers were soaked and her juices were flowing out over his whole hand. She could tell she was building to a thunderous release and focused his attention on making her cum. Reading her body Mark timed the pace of his fingers, the places he touched her and how hard based on how she reacted and where her hips tried to direct him.

His own sexual excitement was pressing painfully against his pants but Mark tried not think about that. At the moment all he cared about was bringing Blair to the peak of pleasure. The urge to just tear the rest of their clothes off and slid inside her was powerful but Mark used every bit of his self control to keep his hand and fingers focused on their task.

As she called his name out and bucked against his right hand Mark’s left hand ran up Blair’s arm as she held him. He gently grazed her skin as his fingers moved up until they brushed her cheek and then caressed her hair before making its way back down again. As she drew ever closer to her orgasm Mark’s mouth found hers. His lips kissed her passionately as she whimpered and moaned. After a few seconds his mouth broke away and he pressed near her ear and commanded in a deep voice. “Come for me.”