Looking for Work
'Her hips compulsively bucked, urging him in deeper, riding this wave of overwhelming euphoria. A series of pleasured moans poured out from her mouth followed by one poor, single whine after his wet lips had left her core. While Lilly was still in her haze, Jack slowly snaked his way up her curves. The 2 kissed with a fierceness neither had ever felt before. Lilly threw her hands around Jack's neck to bring him closer - '
Ring Ring
"Fuck!"
Violet glanced down at her phone beside her, and her rage subsided when she saw who was calling. She answered the phone and greeted her best friend, "Hey, Charlie. How's it going?" She said, and teasing tone in her voice.
"God dammit Vee, you know I hate it when you call me Charlie!!" A soft British accent answered back. "I know, but you deserved it. You've pissed me off today." "Oh? How so?" "I was on fire with my new fan-fiction, and then you interrupted my train o' thought!" Violet said, with a fake anger in her voice. She was pissed, but not enough to be legitimately angry with her best friend.
"I see ... sorry 'bout that ..." Charlotte answered, feeling a bit sheepish. She knew how much her friend loved to write her little fantasy stories. "Anyways, I heard you got back from college! How was that?"
"Fun ... ish. I'm so relieved to be back though. It was a lot more work than I anticipated. But I can act now!" Violet responded, "Still a little disappointing I couldn't get a career in something horse-related."
On the other end Charlotte cheered. "The fuck was that for Charlie?" Violet asked, puzzled by her friend's sudden glee. "You've brought me precisely to my next point!" "Oh? How so?" Said Violet, imitating her friend's words. Charlotte smiled slightly, paying homage to her friend's choice of words. "AHHHHHHH I see what you did there. But anyways, have I ever told you about my friend Benedict before?".
"Oh ... the one with the complicated name?" Violet asked, trying to remember the name, "Wasn't his last name something close to cucumber?" Charlotte laughed, she had to remember to tell Ben that her best friend thought his last name was cucumber .
"Close enough ..." She sighed. "But he told me he was gonna be in a film called War Horse soon, and they're looking for as many horse hands as they can get their hands on. "
"I see, why are you telling this?" Violet asked, confused once again by her friend. Charlotte laughed again, this time even harder. "God fuckin' dammit Vee, *giggle* Don't you see? I'm offering you a job that lets you be around horses, and it's a film! "
"... Shit, really??! That's awesome! Thanks a bunch Charlotte. You know how I can get in on this then?"
"I don't know any contact info for this thing, but I can call Ben and see if he has anything useful!" Charlotte all-but cheered. She was so happy for her best friend. And she had a strange feeling something big would come out of this anyways ...
"That's fantastic Charlie, I can't thank you enough. I wish I could just reach through this damned phone and give you a big hug."
Charlotte giggled; She had another surprise up her sleeve ... "You can save that till we're on set, you joker."
"What on earth is that supposed to mean?" Violet thought aloud. Her friend could be so cryptic sometimes. "UGH ... You can be so clueless sometimes ... d'you know that?"
Violet laughed at herself, knowing indeed that sometimes she simply could not put 2 and 2 together.
"When I see you on set ..." Charlotte repeated, hoping to draw a reply out of her friend, but when she heard nothing on the other end, she sighed. "I'M ONE OF THE HORSE HANDS AS WELL, You DUNCE!!" She tried to sound like she was angry, but failed miserably, because she burst out laughing with joy.
"REALLY? Oh why didn't you tell me?" Violet was just as happy now, "How long has it been since I've seen you in person? A few years, maybe?"
"I reckon. But I'm gonna call Ben right after this, and squeeze some contacts out of the guy, then I'll call you right back, yeah?" Charlotte nearly shouted, she was so excited.
" Hell yeah Charlie. I can't wait!" And she couldn't. She was so excited to see her friend again. And a job that let's her be part of a film, and be around horses? It didn't get any better than this!
"I'll be back soon, mate. Don't go anywhere." Charlotte all-but demanded, making sure she got this job.
"Don't you worry your little head. I'll be at my computer continuing Kiss Me, I'm Irish." She really did have to get back to work as well - her fans were waiting, and she had already procrastinated enough.
"'Kiss Me, I'm Irish'? Is that what you're calling it?" Charlotte questioned, she knew her stories were always fantastic. Maybe she could persuade her to tell her what would be in the next chapter.
"Uh uh. You'll just have to wait 'till the next update." He giggled to herself when she heard her friend groan on the other end. "I know ... I'm sorry, but just 'cause you're my friend doesn't mean you get sneak peaks."
"Ugh ... fine." Charlotte finally surrendered, and besides, she best end the call soon or it might never end. "I better go ... or else I might never." She continued. "Alright, well, you get that info from your friend Benedict, and I'll be here."
"Alright, cheers." With that Charlotte hung up. She went into contacts and looked up Benedict Cumberbatch , smiling to herself while the phone rang. This was going to be the start of something grand, she could tell.
Meanwhile, Violet continued to write:
'He has to be closer . “Jack *moan*, I-I need you.” “Mmm, tell me how much you need me, pet.” Jack replied, his voice husky, “So fucking much. I need all of you.” The irishman wasted no time at that. He promptly lowered himself onto her and kissed her with great intensity. He entered her and Lilly let out a gasp while trying to adjust to his girth. Her walls clenched around him, causing Jack to hiss. “So tight for me,” he moaned. He continued to grind into her and she had to bite her lip to keep back her rather loud moan, but Jack wasn't having any of it. “Don't hold back, darling. I want to hear you scream.” Lilly gave in to him (and herself) completely, releasing her previously imprisoned outcries. “OH GOD JACK! Don't stop, please!” she exclaimed, voice hoarse. Her fingers dig into his back which seems to fuel him more. His gyrations caused her to arch her back and let out a lengthy moan, which placed her head relatively close to Jack's neck. She grinned at the sudden idea she had before burying her face in the crook of his neck. He let out a low growl as his already quick breathing became full-on panting as he squirmed slightly above her. “Oh fuck … I-I'm … really close,” he practically gasped - '
Ring Ring
"Ugh ..." Violet picked up her phone halfheartedly - she was keen on getting back to her fan fiction. "Hey Charlie ... got the info?" She asked, and heard a very delighted giggle on the other end.
"You know it!" Charlotte nearly cheered. "All i could gather up was an email, but here it is: [email protected]. He's in charge of everything involving the horses."
"Alright, thanks a bunch Charlie. I'll get right to it!" Violet already had another tab open and was logging into her e-mail. "[email protected], correct?"
"Correct. See you 'round Vee" Charlotte hung up, and could barely contain her wild smile. This was going to be the start of something grand, she could tell.
A few thousand miles away, Violet was rattling out an email:
Dear Mr Kahn -
I have been informed by a friend of mine that you are looking for some horse-hands in your upcoming move War Horse , and I would like to apply. I have been around horses nearly all my life (seeing as I lived on a farm until I was 21). I have also recently graduated college with a degree in film. I would really be an honor to care for one of your horses and work in this film.
Sincerely,
Violet T. Rose
"And ... send. *sigh* This should be good." Violet chuckled as she shut her laptop. It had been a long day - She best get to bed.
She went to bead, and dreamed of someone. Someone she was sure she didn't know. He was tall, with bright blue eyes that sparkled mischievously when he smiled. He was tall, very tall, and had curly ginger-blond hair. She had to admit, he was quite good looking.
When she woke in the morning, she couldn't remember a thing.