Under the Pillow

by Pala-and-Papipa

Gwen wandered around the abandoned movie lot during the night. It was a challenge-free day, thank God, and most of the other castmates were partying somewhere else. She didn't want to be tortured by Chris' shit. And yet, she actually wanted something to do, like one of Chris' challenges.

Boredom succumbing her, she absentmindedly walked into the guys' trailer. She found Duncan laying there on his bunk, emotionlessly staring at the ceiling. At his side was a cheap thirty-dollar mp3 player, useless. She walked up to him. "Duncan?" she asked, waving her hand in front of his face. "Hello? Anyone alive in there?"

Upon getting no response, Gwen shrugged and turned to the open door. As she walked away, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whipped her head around and saw the delinquent sitting up. "Sorry," Duncan apologized. "I was... lost in thoughts, is all."

"It's OK," Gwen said. She sat by him on the bunk. "What were you thinking about?"

Duncan shook his head. "Nothing," he falsely stated. "I wasn't thinking about anything."

Gwen smirked. "Of course you were. You just said."

"OK, fine," he said, sighing. "I was thinking about Courtney."

"I knew you were," the Goth said, rolling her eyes. "You're so sensitive sometimes."

The delinquent scoffed. "Am not!"

Gwen smiled. "Duncan, please," she said. "Everyone knows that you're... I don't know... soft?"

Duncan sneered and playfully wrestled his best friend to the ground into an awkward position between him and the floor. Their lips a mere centimeter apart, Duncan briefly hesitated before colliding his lips with hers. He put his body weight on her, their chests rising and falling rapidly against each other as they deepened the kiss.

Gwen felt ecstatic as they continued their contact. This feeling was more than what she felt when she had kissed Trent. This kiss felt more alive, more thrilling. She didn't want the ride to end.

One thing led to another as they sat up, their contact broken, their shirts lying on Duncan's bunk. Duncan kissed the length of Gwen's neck and gave her a hickey at the base of her neck. Their lips met again, Duncan fingering Gwen's bra strap, causing it to fall off her shoulder. He lowered his hands, listening to his partner moan in pleasure.

They knew it was wrong, but they enjoyed every second of it right until the very end. Gwen broke their sensual contact, sitting a few feet away from the delinquent. "I-I shouldn't have done that," she stuttered.

Duncan hung his head, knowing Courtney would never forgive him for his actions. "We shouldn't tell anyone, should we?" he asked his fellow castmate.

Gwen shook her head, shivering. "N-no, we shouldn't," she managed to say. She collected her shirt off her friend's pillow, causing the pillow to fall off the bunk. She picked it up, and started to put it back when she saw a picture of Courtney in its place. She held the picture, showing it to her comrade. Laughing, she said, "You have a picture of Courtney under your pillow?!"

Duncan snarled. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, laugh all you want," he said, his words lined with malice. Gwen, trying to suppress laughs, put the pillow and picture back on Duncan's bunk and headed out the door, pulling on her shirt. As she left, Duncan sat on his bunk, shirtless, and pondered what might happen to his relationships with both Gwen and Courtney. "Damn, I shouldn't have done that," he muttered under his breath.

The End... Or is it?!

I need reviews and an answer: should I make a sequel? I was thinking about it and then I was like "no" and then I was like "yes" so I need answers.

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