After

Andy's hands were shaking as he twirlled his lollipop stick around, threading it through his fingers. He was sat on the steps of his trailer, willing himself to go inside. Almost everyone had gone home, but he took his time. He wanted to take it all in, wanted to remember it all; the balmy smell of the warm Atlanta evening, the feel of the dusty earth beneath his feet as he walked back to his trailer, the way the sunset bounced off the golden grass. He could still feel the adrenaline coarsing through his veins from his final scene, his mouth dry from the endless tears...it seemed impossible that it was all over.

"Hey baby." Danai's soft voice brought him back to earth. She stood at the bottom of the steps, backlit by the red glow of the setting sun. He tried to remember if she had ever looked so beautiful.

"Hey, I thought you'd left." His British accent jarred her, she loved his natural voice, but heard it so rarely in Georgia.

"I was with Denise checking some of the footage from today, she's gone now to get everything ready for your party."

He nodded, placing his lollipop stick in his mouth and biting down. On nights like this after a difficult scene he would sit on his trailer steps with Norman having a cigarette and dissecting the day. But Norman was long gone, also fixated on getting everything ready for the pool party.

"I have to pack up my stuff." He said as Danai made her way up the stairs to him. The words sounded foreign in his mouth

"You ok?" She sat down next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I don't know." He let out a hollow chuckle after he said it. "It just feels so weird."

"I know." She stroked down his arm until she reached his hand, she clasped her fingers around his.

They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the solitude of the empty set. Andy untangled his fingers from Danai's and put his arm around her to pull her closer to him.

"Remember the day we met?" Danai asked him, smiling at the memory. She'd watched the first two seasons before joining the cast, and watched him getting more handsome as the series went on. Finally coming face to face with him, she remembered how disarmed she had been by how good looking he was in the flesh.

"Mmm hmm, right over there." He pointed towards the make up trailer. "I walked in to see you just sitting there. So confident like you'd always worked here."

"I was so nervous!"

"No way! You were chatting and laughing with Steve and Lauren like you'd been here for years. I was scared to introduce myself."

"You've never been scared of that in your life."

"Well I was, then from the second I saw you I knew I was screwed." She felt her face flushing with warmth as he said it.

"Oh shut up." She squeezed his arm.

"I mean it, you were so beautiful. Flawless. I was a mumbling wreck around you for years!"

"I just thought you didn't like me that much, you only ever spoke to me for 2 minutes at a time."

"I know, I'm sorry. Anything longer and I made a fool out of myself."

"When do you think it changed?"

"That kiss." He answered without missing a beat. The first Richonne kiss changed everything. They had made the decision to go into it with no rehearsal, and Andy had been floored by how it made him feel.

"Oh yeah?" Danai was surprised, remembering how quiet he'd been for the whole evening after shooting that scene.

"That's when I knew I had to take it further. I would have to just push through the embarrassment and actually get to know you."

"I'm glad you did." She kissed his cheek.

"Me too." He said.

She stood up suddenly and offered him her hand. "Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." She led him down the steps.

They walked the short distance to the make up trailer, Danai tried the handle and found it open.

"To where it all began." She smiled, turning on the light.

Danai looked around, she'd never actually seen the trailer empty before. It was one of her favourite places on set. Always a buzzing hub of activity.

"This is where you were standing when you came in."

"It was, and you were sat over there." He gestured to her usual chair from his position behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her closer. "What did you think when you met me?" He murmured into her ear.

"I couldn't believe how handsome you were in real life!" She leaned back into him, enjoying the warmth of his arms around her.

"Ha! Don't lie."

"It's true, I couldn't look you directly in the eyes."

"Shhh now." She could hear the smile in his voice as he planted gentle kisses along her neck. He hoped she couldn't feel how much he was blushing.

"Then you came over and I was a giggling wreck."

He turned her round to face him, and pulled her close again. He drew her in for a kiss.

"Do you know how many years I wanted to just grab you and do that?"

"Same here."

"I'm glad we finally can."

She looked down bashfully, he pulled her chin upwards to meet his gaze. He kissed her again, softly and slowly devouring her lips with his. Her hand found its way to the top of his neck, she stroked at the tufts of hair desperately trying to curl again after his buzzcut.

"Mmm." He deepened their kiss, moaning appreciatively. He surrendered to her gentle touch, loving the way that every time they connected he felt his skin prickle with electricity.

Needing to deepen their connection, he hitched up her dress slightly to grab at the skin at the top of her thigh. Their tongues now doing a familiar dance that neither of them were tired of.

"Careful baby." Danai breathed as his hand tickled her thigh and ass cheek, sending waves of electricity to her core. "We might start something we can't finish."

"I can finish it just fine."

"Not in here?!"

"I'm game if you are?" He flashed a mischievous smile, the goofy side of him coming out that she found impossible to resist.

She said nothing, instead she lifted his shirt up over his head and disguarded it onto the floor.

"Ok be quick." She said, as he traced kisses down her collarbone.

"So romantic." He teased, before her nails running down his back rendered him speechless. His skin prickled with goosebumps, his cock now rock hard straining against his jeans.

He lifted her dress up and pulled her thong down her legs, kneeling on the floor before her. Grabbing her left leg he planted kisses up her thigh as he rested it on his shoulder.

Danai gripped the counter top behind her, trying to remain composed as she felt Andy's fingers enter her. Parting her lips to allow his tongue full access to devour her.

He loved the way she tasted, loved the way that he could make her moan as he licked and sucked at her bud, loved the way he felt her quiver before him and felt her knees go weak as he worked his fingers and tongue in unison.

Danai's legs buckled as her pleasure reached boiling point, she felt the waves radiating from her clit. Her knees weakened but Andy steadied her. She frantically gripped at the tufts of his hair as she let the waves crash over her.

He wasted no time lifting her up onto the counter top and releasing his cock from his boxers. He pulled her closer to him, she felt the tip of him against her throbbing clit as he kissed her. Allowing her to taste herself on his lips.

Andy plunged himself into her wetness with a frantic hunger, his vow to keep it quick would be easy to fulfill as he already felt himself reaching the brink. He forced himself to slow his thrusts, kissing her deliberately and sensually as he grinded his hips into hers.

His fingers dug into the backs of her knees, each thrust seemed to bring them closer together. Danai crossed her ankles behind his back, drawing him closer still. Their bodies worked together in unison as her walls clenched around him, getting ready for her second climax. Her tight wet entrance became too much for Andy to bear and he released inside her, moaning loudly as he did so.

"Fuck... Jesus..." He nestled his head into her shoulder as his own climax took over, his body shuddering with pleasure.

He rested his head for a few seconds before he sprung away from her, the cheeky look back on his face while he pulled his pants back up and picked his shirt up from the floor.

Still feeling flushed and weak, Danai readjusted her dress and pulled up her thong.

"Thanks." Andy said in between catching his breath.

"Honey, we've been over this. You don't have to thank me every time we have sex."

"I know... but I do if it's a good one." He leaned back in for one last kiss as he did up his belt.

"It was..." She agreed while hopping off the countertop.

"Now, come help me pack my stuff, apparently we have a pool party to get to."