Smut- G/R RPS

[guavejuice]

Author:guavejuice
Timeline: season 3 filming ep 10
A/N1: It's urugwaj's bday today and I'm feeling extra creative so you all get to enjoy it.
A/N2: I'm only a G/R fangirl...
Disclaimer:I own nothing but this story.
Comments are love.

" Could you pull back a little please, Randy?" the director asks. Randy moves his head from Gale's crouch area, his chin brushing Gale's tight.

"Great shot!" the director sends an encouraging remark towards the two actors who are still leaning against the wall on set where a back alley in Liberty Avenue was created at the back lot of the studio.

"So does that mean we can wrap that scene now?" Gale asks, absently fidgeting with his black gloves.

"Well there is one more thing we need before we can wrap that scene and call it a night," the director grins.

"Don't tell me you need me to moan more than I already have," Gale says, sticking his tongue inside his cheek as he's staring at Randy. The blond looks tired but Gale really can't blame him.
They've both been out here in the cold for the past couple of hours and even though Gale knows there could be far worst ways to spend his working hours than having a young sweet blond attached to his crouch area sliding and grinding against it he admits to himself that he could have done it without all the fake moaning and without the cameramen and the crew wondering around them.

"What's that other thing?" Gale hears Randy's voice from behind. Gale appreciates Randy's ability to display such professionalism at this time of night when all HE wants to do is just drive away to his apartment and fuck the hell out of the blond.

"We need to add more credibility to the scene. Make it look real," Dan joins the conversation with Ron in toe.

"What we'd like you to do is spit it out," Ron explains keeping a straight face.

Both actors look at each other and then back at Dan and Ron. They're not even trying to hide the twitch in their cooks despite the late hour.

"Here, put this in your mouth Randy," Dan instructs handing Randy a little plastic bottle the props guy gave him.

"Minutes before David says cut at the end you would turn towards the wall and spit it on Stockwell's poster, then you proceed with your lines,okay?" he continues matter-of-factly.

"Cool," Randy huffs as Gale nods.

They both assume the positions they were in earlier in the scene. Gale is still wearing a long black wool coat as he sits with his back against the brick wall, his head thrown backwards. Randy bends on his knees on the ground, his head buried in Gale's warm crouch with his chin almost rubbing against Gale's balls.

"Action!" David, the director says and Randy's head starts bobbing up and down as he gets closer and deeper between Gale's legs.

Randy can feel Gale's fingers clutching a few strands of his hair. He can hear Gale's labored moans and he's certain it's not just acting. Randy pulls back just in time when David yells cut and instructs Randy how to use the fake cum.

"Try not to gag," Gale whispers to Randy's ear.

"You know I never do THAT," Randy hisses as the synthetic liquid fills his mouth.

"Please try and make it work in just one take, I'm horny as hell, I can't wait to get out of here," Gale smirks and leans into Randy before they're instructed to take their positions.

"I'll do my best," Randy whispers back.


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Two hours later, Gale's apartment

"God! That was great!" Randy huffs and lets Gale's slippery dick pop out of his mouth.

"You could say that again," a stated Gale groans and scoops Randy closer, leaving a sloppy passionate kiss on the blond's lips. "But why the fuck did it take so long to spit it out on set?" He adds as he plants a second more gentle kiss on Randy's open mouth.

"You fucker!" Randy smirks with Gale's taste in his mouth. "Those lines just killed me. Have you tried saying 'its for the boys at the prescient, Jim' while your mouth is filled with fake smut and your balls ache like crazy?"

"Poor thing," Gale giggles affectionately "I definitely think you need to be rewarded, but then so do I," he grins in a husky voice, nudging Randy just slightly below his waist to help him turn over on the mattress.

"Can't argue with that," Randy happily accepts his verdict.

*****The End****

Comments

[rulisteningbj.livejournal.com]

Getting caught back up, I have been resting. So glad it was urugwaj's bday and she likes RPS as much as I do. This was great!

Dee Dee

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad to hear from you, Dee Dee. I'm thrilled to know my RPS made you happy. Your feedback means a lot my friend.
Take care
*hugs*

[urugwaj.livejournal.com]

How the hell I missed this??? Oh you know me to well, this is sometimes scarry! ;)
This is sooo good and sooo hot! I told you this before but I can tell this one again! Thank you soooo much for sooooooo hot gift!

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

awww... thank you so much for your super supportive feedback my dear. I'm thrilled to know you enjoyed it :D
*hugs*