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Unscripted Desires - part 2
As you’re in Vance’s trailer, running lines, the tension between you is palpable.
You try to focus on the script, but it’s impossible to ignore the unspoken elephant in the room - the kiss that was anything but innocent.
You take a deep breath and force yourself to maintain composure.
“YN…
about that kiss,” Vance begins, his gaze intense as he breaks the silence.
You swallow nervously, not knowing where this conversation will lead.
“Yes?” you reply, trying to sound as casual as possible.
There’s an awkward pause before Vance continues, “I…
I don’t know what happened.” He runs a hand through his hair and shakes his head.
“It shouldn’t have gone that far.”
You nod in agreement, though you secretly wish it had continued longer.
“We’re both professionals,” you say softly, attempting to regain control of the situation.
“I’m sure we can put this behind us and continue working together without any problems.”
Vance lets out a sigh of relief.
“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too.
We can focus on our work and keep things professional,” he agrees, his shoulders visibly relaxing.
You exchange a brief smile, both relieved to have come to an understanding.
You resume practicing your lines, the awkward tension slowly dissipating as you fall back into your roles.
However, despite your agreement, it’s impossible not to feel the lingering heat of that kiss between you two.
As time passes and you run through the script over and over again, Vance’s shirt clings more tightly to his body with each passing minute.
You can’t help but notice the way his muscles move beneath the fabric as he gestures animatedly during a particularly passionate scene.
Focus, YN! you remind yourself sternly.
But it becomes increasingly difficult to ignore your growing attraction to Vance.
His eyes sparkle with intensity when delivering lines, and each time his fingers graze yours accidentally as he emphasizes a point, your heart skips a beat.
You try to convince yourself that it’s just the natural chemistry between actors, but deep down you know there’s something more brewing beneath the surface.
Despite your best efforts to keep things professional, the tension continues to mount as each line becomes more and more charged with sexual energy.
You find yourself imagining what it would be like if that kiss had continued, fantasizing about his lips on yours again, his hands exploring your body.
Focus, YN! you scold yourself once more, trying desperately to keep the rising desire at bay.
“That’s enough for tonight,” Vance finally says, his voice strained.
You nod in agreement and quickly collect your things, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment as you leave the trailer with a heavy heart.
As you walk away, you can’t help but replay that kiss in your mind.
*This was supposed to be acting…
wasn’t it?* The thought nags at you like an unresolved question, leaving you feeling confused and excited all at once.
It’s a taste of something forbidden, and you find yourself yearning for more.
Ignoring these growing feelings will not be easy.
The rest of the night passes in a blur as you try to distract yourself with various tasks, but thoughts of Vance continue to plague your mind.
You toss and turn in bed, unable to sleep as images of his warm smile and intense gaze dance through your head.
The emotions you felt during that kiss were anything but fake, and it’s becoming increasingly difficult to deny the undeniable connection between the two of you.
The confusion, the excitement, the lingering taste of Vance’s kiss - all these sensations intertwine within you, creating a swirling vortex of desire that is impossible to ignore.
As you drift off to sleep at long last, visions of those twinkling eyes and that charismatic smile dance in your head.
You can’t deny it; something has been set into motion, and there’s no going back now.
Vance’s hand is on your waist, his breath hot against your neck.
“YN,” he murmurs, his voice husky.
You feel his fingers slip beneath the thin fabric of your dress, gently caressing your bare skin.
The line between acting and reality starts to blur as you lean into him, your body responding instinctively to his touch.
His hands roam your body, fingers tracing your curves.
You gasp, lost in the sensation as he moves along your waistline and up towards your breasts.
He cups them tenderly, teasing your nipples with his thumbs until they harden beneath his touch.
“Vance…” you moan, arching your back to press closer to him.
He pulls away abruptly, leaving you aching for more.
Your eyes meet and the hunger in them is unmistakable.
“Cut!” The director’s voice rings out, but both of you are too lost in each other to notice.
Later, as you’re alone with Vance, he takes your hand and leads you to a secluded corner.
“We need to talk,” he says, his eyes dark with desire.
You nod, your body still tingling from his touch.
The sexual tension between you has reached a boiling point, and it’s clear that both of you want more.
As the conversation unfolds, you share your thoughts and feelings openly.
The connection you have forged on set is undeniable, and there’s no going back now.
You acknowledge the intense chemistry between you, and the realization dawns on both of you that this isn’t just about acting anymore – it’s about something much deeper.
As you walk away from Vance, your thoughts are consumed by his touch, his smell, and the way he looked at you with raw desire in his eyes.
The confusion, excitement, and lingering taste of forbidden fruit leave you breathless, and you can’t help but wonder: *This is more than acting…
isn’t it?*
You try to distract yourself, but the memories of that day linger on as you drift off into a restless sleep.
Visions of Vance dance in your head – his warm smile and twinkling eyes, his gentle touch, and the way he made you feel alive and desired like never before.
As the days pass, the desire between you continues to grow, fuelled by stolen glances, accidental brushes of skin, and whispered conversations that seem to hold so much more meaning than mere words.
The tension becomes unbearable, and it’s only a matter of time before your passion ignites into an inferno too powerful to resist.
Until then, you exist in this delicious state of limbo – caught between reality and fantasy, acting and desire.
But the question remains: will you be able to maintain this fragile balance or will it all come crashing down around you?
Only time will tell.