Be My Bad Boy

Andy turned his gaze to me. A few of the girls turned around, trying to work out who he looked at. Was he thinking of banging me? He could stop that right now. I'd not given him permission to bang me in his head. That made it non-consensual head sex. That had to be wrong. It was bad enough that I’d had to non-consensually hear him get a blow job.

Heat rose through my body. I couldn't meet his eyes but stared at my shoes. I couldn't resist looking back up again though, to check if he still looked at me. Suddenly, I didn't know what to do with my hands. I tried to move away out of his sight but he'd turned his attention back to the set anyway.
"Want me to help?" asked the makeup chick.

"No, I think Andy can manage it on his own." Angie shooed the girl away with her hands. "Actually while we are stopped, can you fix CC's makeup? He seems to be sweating quite a bit."
Andy walked over to Ashley and whispered something. The two of them laughed and glimpsed my way. I don’t know what they were saying and Andy didn’t look at me again after that but Ashley stole a few glances then laughed.

I ignored them. They could act like little kids if they liked, at least they were doing what I wanted. I managed to get myself hidden away in a corner near the lighting rig. I figured it best just to stay out of the way and I didn't want him looking at me like that. I got out my phone to keep myself occupied while they were filming but he seemed to be at the centre of my vision no matter what I did. I didn't want Andy getting annoyed and storming out again. I wanted to see this filming finished. We'd managed to get use of the warehouse for the afternoon but we had to be out by 5 o'clock. There was no temper tantrum time built into the work schedule.

Those damn dragons had eaten me in my game because of the bloody distractions and decided I'd play again, this time focusing on the game but looked up a few second later to see Andy walking towards me. He had his mouth set in a determined line, like he had something he needed to discuss. It'd be to complain about the clothes or maybe he'd decided he didn't like the song or something like that. I figured I should just inch out of his line of sight and maybe he'd forget about me.
Then, all of a sudden I heard a yell and spun around. At the same time, I went flying through the air to land on the ground with a thud, and with something on top of me.

Then a throbbing pain started in my side where I'd landed and I yelped. I tried to disentangle myself from the heap on top of me and became aware of arms wrapped around me and a strong thigh wedged between my legs. I felt safe for a moment, and then I opened my eyes and saw Andy's face centimetres from mine. What the hell kind of game was this?
I couldn't breathe, all the air had been knocked out of me.
I tried to talk but I couldn’t get words out. The world went black and spinning.

Notes

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