Chapter 7

I do not own Lucian

Lucy's POV

Over the past couple of months I have had a large range of auditions on the side of PLL. With my workaholic attitude I am always looking for new job out there to squeeze into my free time in order to help boost my career and get my name even farther out there in Hollywood. While there had been plenty of short half-hour guest stars I have featured in I have been looking for a movie to land. We are nearing the three month filming break for PLL leading me to be interested in a project that takes more than two days to film. Ian hasn't sought out too many other jobs. He's been enjoying some free time to himself lately especially with the show cutting back on the amount of Ezra scenes lately. The only benefit to him taking a slight step back from filming is the assurance that I can always come home from a long day on set and collapse in his warm, comfortable arms which lull me to sleep instantly. While we aren't living together in an official manner, we are basically considered to be cohabitating. We spend a decent amount of time at my place but also alternate our time to spending weekends and such at his place. However, at the end of the day, we hardly ever spend a single night without the other in bed next to us.

At the moment I am putting the final touches on my makeup with about five minutes until I need to head out. I am about to leave for a call back audition on the latest job I am hoping to land. It is a romantic comedy movie directed by one of the top directors in the industry. The script is absolutely fantastic, or at least what I have gotten to read thus far for my audition. Getting my name attached to this movie could be extremely beneficial for getting my name on more mature roles once we wrap PLL.

Walking out of the bathroom I grab my heels of choice out of the closet then take a seat on the end of my bed to slip my shoes on.

"You about to head out?" Ian mumbles with his face directly in the pillows to block out all of the natural light shining in through the windows.

Slipping my right foot into my other shoe I stand up and check my appearance in the full body mirror in the corner of my room.

"Yes, I'm leaving now." Walking around to his side of the bed I lean down for a goodbye kiss which wakes him up a tad.

"Mmmmm you look good." Ian's hand reaches out to graze my ass while pulling me down for another kiss. He always loves to caress my ass even if it is for a quick moment during a kiss.

Forcing myself to pull away before he get me to get back in bed with him I chuckle at his pout. "I'll see you later, babe."

"Bye. Love you!"

"I love you too!" I shout as I walk out the double doors to my bedroom.

Coming home from my audition I couldn't be more excited. Running upstairs I find Ian still lounging in bed thoroughly enjoying his day off. I couldn't help but run into the room and jump right on the bed straddling Ian.

"I take it the call back went well?" He chuckles at my behavior.

"Yes! They said it is down to me and another girl. They are going to have both of us come back in the middle of next week to see which one of us they want. The best part about it is Travis said he really wants me to get the part so he would be more than happy to help me practice for our second chemistry test next week. Isn't that great?"

Ian is quiet for a lingering moment before slowly nodding his head. "Yeah Luce, that is amazing! I am so proud of you! So when, uh, are you and Travis planning on getting together to run lines?"

"Oh, I'm not sure yet. He is planning on texting me later to let me know."

A few minutes of comfortable silence passes between us with me snuggled into Ian's chest with his arms wrapped around my body. "I was thinking about taking the dogs all for a hike in a bit, do you want to go?"

Lifting my head from the center of his chest I lean up to face him. "Definitely! Just let me change out of this and into something a tad more comfortable."

Ian and I both climb out of bed to dress into something a bit more exercise appropriate. We easily get all three dogs rounded up and in the back of Ian's car then head off to our favorite place to hike which is completely secluded from the paparazzi.

We walk for a solid six miles before Ian grows tired and we decide it is best to take the short cut back. Little Jack was so tired I had to carry him back to the car due to his little legs not having the strength to hold him up any longer. The moment we get back in the car we blast the AC to cool both us and all three dogs down from the sweat we all worked up.

"I think these guys need a bath once we get home, don't you?" Ian suggests as he shifts the car into reverse.

Nodding my head I continue drinking down my water bottle. "Oh yeah. It'll also help cool them down." Resting back in the passenger seat I close my eyes enjoying the thirty minute drive back to my place.

"What time is your call time tonight?"

"Uh, seven I believe. Once we get the dogs cleaned up I'll take a shower, grab a quick bite to eat, then I'll probably need to head out. I shouldn't be terribly late tonight. We are only shooting two or three scenes tonight."

His right hand releases the steering wheel to drift towards my lap. Ian laces his fingers in my hand then rest them on top of my bare thigh. "Hopefully it won't be too late due to your early call time tomorrow morning."

"Yeah, hopefully," I reply mindlessly focusing on his thumb slowly rubbing the side of my hand.

The rest of our afternoon passes by quickly. Before I know it I am bidding Ian goodbye once again to head off to work. From the moment I get on set I get a good feeling about tonight. Apparently everyone has been on top of their game delivering the best performances. The weather and lighting apparently is also spot on tonight and not causing difficulties for once thankfully. Hopefully I can get in, get my scenes shot in as little takes as possible, and then get back home to get a decent amount of sleep before returning back to set at seven tomorrow.

"Are you ready for some tear jerking Momma Bear and Baby Goose scenes tonight?" Holly asks once she spots me exiting hair and makeup.

"Oh you know it! I am always ready to film some scenes with you Momma Bear."

Holly wraps her arm around my waist in a friendly gesture as we both head off to the set of Aria's bedroom for our first scene.

Let's do this. I think as I plop down on the bed glancing at the clock stating it is already eight o'clock.

Just as I had hoped we called a wrap right at two in the morning. Wanting to get home as soon as I can I don't bother to wait up to talk with anyone afterwards like we usually do. I just want to get this make up scrubbed off my face and get home in a timely manner. I have a roughly twenty minute drive home then I can crawl into my welcoming bed where Ian should be waiting for me. I will admit, one of the perks of working late into the night is not having to deal with Los Angeles's horrible traffic after a long day of work. Thankfully there is hardly anyone out on the road in the middle of the night.

With a little extra pressure on the gas pedal I manage to get home a tad bit earlier than planned. Dragging my feet up the stairs I can't help but strip out of my clothes as I walk down the long hallway leading to my bedroom until I am in nothing but the black camisole I wore underneath my shirt and my light blue lace panties. I all but collapse on my bed and wiggle towards Ian's side of the bed only to fine it cold and empty.

Huh, I know I saw his car in the garage… I thought?

Sitting up in bed I look around the room only to find nothing. Reaching for my phone from my nightstand I go to call Ian only to find a note resting on the corner of my nightstand.

Hey babe, I went out for drinks with the guys. My phone was almost dead so I left it here on the charger. Love you.

Glancing over at the clock I see it is 2:37am. Hmmm I'm sure he'll be home soon. Just out having fun with the boys. Rolling away from the clock I snuggle into the center of the bed basking in how comfortable my bed is. After a long jam-packed day, my bed couldn't feel more like heaven if it even tried.

It isn't even five minutes before I drift off to sleep finally allowing my mind a bit of piece to get the much needed sleep.

Later on in the night I stir slightly from some rustling noises coming from the bedroom. Shifting in the sheets to lie on my back I rub my eyes to help adjust my vision. My eyes land on Ian who is struggling to take his jacket off.

Pushing the sheets off of my tired body I move down to the end of the mattress to help Ian. Resting on my knees I reach out to pull his highly drunk body to stand in front of me.

"Mmmmmm Lucy baby." Ian slurs with a drunken grin. Even with the darkness in the room I can clearly see the sparkle in his baby blue eyes. "You're so pretty. Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"Yes you have," nodding my head I laugh lightly to myself. "Thank you, babe. Let's get these clothes off."

"I like that idea!" Ian's weight shifts forward as his lips crush against mine. His hands squeeze my hips pulling my body flush against his.

When we break the sloppy kiss I work to unbutton his shirt and shed the pants. Whenever he gets drunk any ability of removing his own clothes goes out the window. Typically I am the one to remove any and all unwanted clothes, especially if we are both a bit drunk because his solution is to rip my clothes and thus ruining whatever garment may have been in his way. It doesn't take long for me to get him striped down to his boxers.

The moment he is down to his boxers he is all over me. I smile against his lips between kisses as he climbs onto the mattress guiding me down on the bed as he goes. We both shift on the bed bringing us to lay in the center of the mattress.

"I missed you tonight," he mumbles in my ear.

I can't help but moan as his lips trail down my neck sucking all over leaving lazy hickies in their path.

"Iannnnn." I moan out when he trusts his hard on against my upper thigh to make its presence known.

Reaching down to my sides I grab the hem of my tank top, yank it over my head, then toss it off to the side landing at the end of the bed.

Ian fumbles a couple times before he successfully gets my nightstand drawer open. I don't pay much attention to his actions. I rather focus my attention on leaving a decent sized hickey on his neck while groping his wonderful ass. My hips rock up against his crotch creating a marvelous grinding sensation between our bodies. Ian captures my lips with his once more. Our lips move together in a rather lazy and even sloppy fashion while still acting incredibly passionate. My tongue slowly glides along his bottom lip knowing how turned on it always makes him. A loud groan falls from his lips at the feeling of my tongue thrusting into his mouth.

My mind is so utterly frazzled I don't even notice when Ian places my hands above my head in order to handcuff me to my headboard. Even in Ian's extremely drunken state he checks to see if I am comfortable with the action. I don't hesitate to voice my pleasure in the slightly kinky move.

Ian grins brightly at me before casting his gaze down to my bare chest. Biting my lip I throw my head back into the pillows when he latches onto my breasts. His hands and mouth don't leave an inch of my chest untouched.

"God I love you so much Ian."

I am unbelievably turned on right now. Despite it being roughly 3:30 in the morning and I have a 7am call time tomorrow, I could not be more in the mood for sex with my boyfriend.

Once Ian settles himself father down the mattress with his face between my legs I find myself tugging at the handcuffs in pleasure. I notice they aren't near as tight as they usually are.

It doesn't take long for Ian to work me up to my first orgasm.

"Ian. Ian! Oh fuck!" I tug on the handcuffs enjoying the bite the metal gives my skin. His tongue slows down a bit, giving slower, lazier flicks across my clit. Just as I am about to fall into complete submission to my impending climax Ian withdraws. "Ian?"

Lifting my head up as much as possible with my hands being bound above my head I discover my drunk off his ass boyfriend has passed out! Guess all of the alcohol finally caught up with him. Still doesn't get him off the hook for this. You do not wake up your girlfriend in the middle of the night, get her all riled up and horny then pass out on her as you are in the middle of pleasuring her!

"Son of a bitch." I exclaim when realization dawns on me. I am handcuffed to my bed, hanging on the brink of orgasm causing me to be incredibly horny while Ian is passed out between my legs like a complete dead weight.

After a solid five minutes of yelling Ian's name attempt to wake him up, I resort to kicking him.

"Ian!" I say harshly accompanies with a swift kick.

"Mmmm not now Sophia. I'm tired babe." Ian mumbles in his sleep.

What in the hell? My mouth drops open in shock at what he just mumbles. I'm not sure how to accept what he just said but I know I will need a bit of time to process it.

Eventually I have to accept the fact Ian is knocked out cold. Unfortunately this means I have to find my own way out of these cuffs. It takes a bit of time and a lot of struggling before I manage to slip my left wrist out of the metal grasp. Thank fuck he was too drunk to make the cuffs tight like normal. Sadly the same cannot be said about my right wrist. All I have to do is get the key from my still open drawer. I can do that, right?

It takes a lot of struggling but I finally manage to feel out the key with my left hand from the drawer. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath in attempt to focus on getting the key in the hole to unlock these. If I drop the key or even fumble this the wrong way I am thoroughly screwed.

Thankfully I get it on the first try allowing my other wrist to be free. I toss the handcuffs and the key back in my drawer then slam it shut. My anger and frustration cloud my judgement for a moment bringing me to literally kick Ian out of my bed by pushing at his midsection with my feet. A small triumphant smile graces my lips ever so slightly when I hear him hit the floor.

"Asshole." I murmur to myself before settling back down in bed to get back to sleep.

Grabbing my tank top from the bed that had been thrown off of my body not too long ago I yank it down over my head. Throwing myself back down against the pillows as I pull the comforter up over my body I huff in frustration. Now I am horny, cold, and have sore wrists. Needless to say it is a pretty safe to say I am going to be extremely grumpy tomorrow.

Ian certainly won't be prepared for me tomorrow that's for sure.

Hey guys! I know it has been a long time since I updated but I have been crazy busy with work and school these past few weeks. I have started a bit on the next chapter so don't worry about that! Hopefully things will calm down for a bit and I will have time to write a bunch of chapters like I used to.

Let me know what you think of this chapter. What do you guys think Lucy will do in the next chapter about Ian falling asleep while…. I'm having a blast writing her reaction in next chapter. I think you guys will love what I have planned coming up.

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