Title: "My Marc"
Summary: My take on the sweet closeness between Emilie and her friend Marc Senter
"Hi baby, long time no see!" Marc's deep voice called to Emilie as she turned around smiling and he came over to hug her. She closed her eyes taking in the embrace, his strong arms holding her ever so tight. It was the first day of shooting for the Devil's Carnival Two and everyone showed up weather they were in the movie or just to support it. Lucky for Marc and Emilie their characters were sticking around.
"Hello Orderly number 3, and you know where I live so its your own fault you haven't seen me." She said sweetly as she leaned into his slightly taller form and the smell of his cologne sending a shiver that wasn't wholeheartedly disliked. They looked in each other's eyes, blue on green and then they were kissing. It wasn't an open mouth kiss and at the same time it was a bit more than friendly. They didn't care about labels so in the end it was enjoyable and Emilie grabbed his chin holding him there to make it linger. Marc smiled into the move and pulled her until his hands were resting on her waist and one was wrapped in her blonde locks.
"I actually thought about that. But you know you were going on tour and I knew you were busy." He whispered not sure why he was doing so. She nodded her head before kissing him again almost like it was an automatic move, something she didn't know how to fight.
"I'm not too busy for a cup of tea or a sleepover." She said raising an eyebrow and he licked his lips tasting her lipstick.
"I'll keep that in mind. In the meantime why don't we make up for lost time. I got muffins I made for you and a mattress we can use in the trailer...you know for a nap." He said and she laughed.
"You better have pink frosting on those muffins boy." She said taking his hand and wrapping her fingers in his much larger ones. He kissed the top of her head and lead her to his trailer.
Once there they ate and drink tea in comfort before they decided that having two hours before filming could begin that a nap really was in order. Emilie took her boots off and Marc followed with his black sneakers.
"Need a massage Emilie?" He asked as he laid on the right side facing her and she held up a foot in answer. He laughed kissing the top of her stocking knee before massaging first one foot and then the other.
"Thank you Marc, I really missed you and your massages." She said sighing contently as she leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes.
"Oh come on you didn't miss me that much." He said blushing a little and she sat up crawling in his lap. She kissed him running a hand through his thick, dark brown hair.
"I did. You're my friend and I like that we can touch and not have to take it further than that."
"I like that too. You're my doll, my baby, my Emilie."
"And you are mine too. My Marc. My awesomely sweet and beyond cute Marc." She said and he began tickling her making her squirm in his lap before they ended up in a tangle of limbs on the bed.
"Go to sleep baby. I'll set the alarm so Darren won't knock up and disturb our beauty sleep." Marc said wrapping her up in himself. She laced their fingers again as they came to rest on her waist.
"Ok sleep well." She said and they both let sleep claim them. Just two really close friends sharing a delicate moment together.