Elle attempted to keep her eyes on the black coated world beyond the thin glass of the car window, but failed greatly. Too often her nose would pick up the distinct scent of Angelina's glossed lips. A kind of sweet that ranged between honey and the syrupy nectar of some berry, then they would pick up the gentle sweep of her alluring oriental perfume that seemed to stick onto every inch of the car. The drive was getting along well, well that's what it seemed like. Truly Elle was repeating words of encouragement to herself in effort to stop the crazy ventures her mind too often would take when it came to the beautiful woman near her. Her vibrant eyes, although they appeared to be loosely gliding over the slipping lights of the vast Paris street, were looking at the vague reflection of the brunette in the glass window, keen eyes outlining the frame of the woman's figure. Her angular face, deep eyes focused on the road, dusted chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders without any effort, her shoulders still bare from the lack of her coat she had so kindly given to the young actress.

The cars zoomed pass and as they did Elle could feel the smoothness of the woman's vehicle as it slipped over the dark hardened tar of the pitch-black Paris night."It must be very strange" Angelina's voice gracefully interrupted the determined thoughts that guided the blondes mind to the lakes of a subconscious world, one that was surrounded too often around the beauty of her co-star. Elle turned her head following the soft gesture of Jolie as her eyes turned from street ahead. The blonde looked at the brunettes profile, raising her eyebrow in question.

"What...is so strange?" Was she figured out? Did Angelina know that deep inside all Elle wanted to do was kiss her all over? Would that be a good thing if it was found out? No! Of-course not. The woman would most likely brush it off as curiosity or admiration. Was she over thinking it? Maybe Angelina had no clue.

Angelina released a soft smile followed by a gentle laugh that filled the vehicle like a chorus. "Having things turn out this way."

Elle released a relieved smile, she wasn't sure why she found the woman's uneasiness cute but she did, and it made things even worse. Being around Angelina on set always turns into a suffocating mess of suppressed emotions and unnerving desire but being around for this long was becoming almost maddening. Letting out a soft release of light laughter that so easily complimented the woman's voice Elle spoke, letting her fingers slip through golden locks as she shifted in the seat slowly.

"I actually prefer it." The blonde spoke in all seriousness, a tone that had not gone deaf under the sweet pitch it was spoke in.

"You do?" The actress kept smothering layers of evergreen locked on the street ahead, while her mind began to ease the nervousness that had begun to crash and collide in the pit of her empty stomach. Elle only hummed an assuring reply not yet adjusted in the seat, partially if not wholly due to the heat that crawled over the top of her arms warming her frame in the heat of 's scent.

"Great." Short and almost sounding as if chopped from the entirety of another text the brunette decided to leave all of the talking at that.

The ride continued, both women occupied by the thoughts that roamed through their heads, Elle focused on how the next few nights would turn out and Angelina already sketching out her schedule for the next few weeks.

"Elle?" The blonde was on the verge of slumber when the rich voice invaded the silence that had occupied the car for so long. "Do you have anything to wear? I mean clothes. You did say your manager had all of you things...correct."

"Yes I did say that."

The brunette waited for the Elle to reply to her earlier comment but noticed the young star began to slowly fall back into sleep. A smile crept onto her plump lips while her eyes glided over the girls soft features for a long moment. "There's no use." She spoke in response to the thoughts that told her to get a clear answer from the blonde.

Parking the car in a V.I.P space, which of-course had other vehicles of the highest value, she turned the car off. Unbuckling her seat belt first and then the girl's next to her, Angelina tucked the car key into her bag. After a couple of failed attempts to wake the girl up the woman decided that simple shaking would not be enough, not being fan of loud noise herself she watered down the idea that told her to call the girl's name loudly. Instead she leaned over her seat, the belt no longer holding her back to the chair, and moved to the pale ear that was tilted with the movement of the young woman's head. Picking up the sudden aroma of sunshine and daisies Angelina took a moment, allowing the distinct fragrance to overwhelm her. It was strange, she had never..., no of-course she is being absolutely silly. The girl's scent was not doing anything to her, it was just late...really...really late and she needed some sleep. That was it...simple. That was the lie Angelina decided to let herself slip into to pass all the emotions that began to float above the thick surface.

Lips rested fairly close to the skin of Elle's ear and although in other circumstances it would seem...impolite or invasive, Angelina decided that this was the best resolution, epically since the girl appeared to be a heavy sleeper. In a soft breath she whispered "Elle, get up please."

Sapphires opened immediately darting to the woman's face that was too close for comfort. The brunette moved back giving the actress space to re-adjust. "Angelina..."

Elle wasn't sure what else to say despite the many words that buzzed in her mind, all she could focus on was the heat that burned the top of her ear.

"I'm sorry but nothing else seemed to wake you. I wanted to tell you we have arrived."

"Oh sorry..." the blonde nervously laughed coming to the realization of her circumstance. Why else would she do that. To seduce me? God Elle you can be so naive some times. Did you forget you're the only one with these thoughts? "Thank you." Elle reached over to unclasp her seat belt but realized it was no longer running along her torso. She looked to the brunette that gave her a slight smile that explained everything clearly. Angelina exited the car and made her way over to the passenger side, opening the door for the blonde that was now awake, eyes wide and observing.

A whispered 'thank you' was exchanged before the car door was shut and locked. Elle walked a bit behind Angelina, her body warmed by the jacket she now clung too. Seeming as if entirely unmoved by the bitter cold Angelina turned to the blonde, looking back at her every few seconds. The woman soon after slowed her long steps so that she could fall back with Elle, what Angelina hadn't known was that the blonde preferred to remain in the back. Not because of habit but because she had been completely taken by the sway of Jolie's hips and legs as they moved on. Not at all giving away her disappointment as the woman moved near her, Elle smiled softly looking ahead at the massive hotel.

There wasn't much that took place once they entered the hotel building. The location was filled with the wealthy and influential so two actresses walking in was not as attention grabbing as it would be in any other location. In addition to all of that was the fact that it was night time and half if not all of the visitors were either out partying, eating, and sight seeing, all of which was very beneficial to the two women. The brunette gave her name and the attendant handed her a room key, not much was asked of the elite member other than her name and the explanation of how to contact hotel staff if anything was needed. After the short conversation Angelina directed the distracted Elle to the hotel suit. The girl was taken by the elegance of the hotel building, her family was wealthy but not ones for such art. The hotel was absolutely captivating but once again with a simple word Angelina had stolen the girl's attention. With a word, look, or even a little gesture the brunette could hold Elle's attention. Although Angelina had no idea of the power she had over the young actress, she still possessed it.

Slipping the bronze covered metal into the key hole the tall woman turned the key, the lock in the door frame clicking unfasten. Opening the door wide Angelina walked in, placing her bag onto the coat rack right by the door. She then began to unfasten the jewelry she wore not minding the door gently closed behind her. Placing the expensive jewelry onto a side table the brunette turned around to face the young woman who stood in place.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

She walked closer looking at the girl that remained by the door, her back leaning against the wall, head full with long strands of gold pressed against the hard surface, her expression seeming almost gone, transmitted to another planet. The brunette's movement stopped as a soft smile moved along Elle's rose bud lips, tilting her head in wonder Angelina couldn't help but feel a tug of caution, something in those vivid blues read more than 'gone'.

"I am far from uncomfortable." Her voice exited in a heavier tone than it usually remained and for some strange reason the sound of it sent chills running down Angelina's back.

Remaining in the same position both women looked at one another, Elle's taunting eyes raked along the woman's frame in a way the actress had never felt from anyone...well until now. Is she half asleep? Why is she looking at me like that? I know this is not normal or...am I just taking it the wrong way again. There is no way in hell I am interpreting this the wrong way. That look it's...

"Great." The woman broke the thick silence with a jolt of energy that came about like a shock, her tone unbalanced as she turned away from Elle to shuffle through the placed baggage.

"You have no clothes right?" The woman again tried to kill the feeling she felt knowing the blonde was staring at her. Elle could see the older woman fidget under her stare.

Am I making her nervous? This shouldn't be good, it's bad. Horrible. I shouldn't be making my co-star nervous. But god I just love seeing her like this. So vulnerable, so... sexy

"Yes. I guess I'll have to figure that out..."

"Oh no worries Elle."

Angelina spoke turning to the young girl with a smile that faltered as her eyes met the breathless array of vivid persuasion and partly opened mouth, decorated in a gentle smile, an expression that strayed from entertainment and rested in the depths of the young woman's mind. I must be losing my mind. Angelina told herself as she moved to the glass cabinet stacked with expensive wines and liquor, grabbing the glass bottle labeled with french writing outlined gold. She took cup and poured the liquid in. Elle allowed her eyes to follow her abrupt movement. Gosh I'm so bad. Why am I enjoying this so much? I wonder how I look. She seemed surprised and defeated all at the same time, it was so cute. Elle stop it. You can't ac like this because you have a hotel room...with her...alone for a few nights.

Wiping off the sinful expression she knew was on her face Elle walked over to the woman's current position, leaning against the cabinet shelf she faced the brunette who turned to her with an expression that blurred the border between allure and embarrassment. Suppressing the giggle she longed to release the blonde took the cup still filled and took down the remaining liquid, making sure her lips covered over the same place Jolie's were seconds earlier.

"I would have expected alcohol." Elle spoke viewing the deepen eyes that traced the location her lips met the glass. Silence ensued before the brunette finally spoke. "I don't drink much. I actually prefer... drinks other than alcohol." The blonde nodded in acknowledgment placing the cup down onto the wooded surface. She smiled as the sweet drink of some strange fruit made it's way down her throat.

Angelina coughed to relieve the air that had unnoticeable caught in her throat. "I should find you something to wear. We can go shopping or pick up your things tomorrow." The brunette said making her way back to the suitcase.

"You can go ahead and take a shower, I'll have your things laid out."

"Okay. Thank you Angelina." The woman turned to face the blonde that had moved closer to her. "N-No problem Elle. We're co-stars so of-course we have to look out for each other." She spoke returning her attention to the large suitcase of neatly folded clothing.

"Yeah...Co-stars." Aurora whispered a sigh following her words, she turned her attention from the woman and to the bathroom assuming her reply was not heard, thankfully.

However, it was heard and Jolie could remember it clearly. Why did she sound so disappointed? She asked herself pausing for a moment to sort out the questions. For the first time in a long time the woman had no time to think of tomorrow or the following weeks, all that swarmed through her mind concerned the lovely girl she has been working with for months now. Yes, Angelina always felt a bit...strange around Elle, especially during the times the young blonde would pull her into tight hugs and hold her hand, but in these few hours it felt like all the emotions she had learned to seal carefully were all spilling without remorse.

Elle took a while in the shower so the older woman folded a pair of never used pajamas onto the side table and left a short note that told where she had gone and her phone number. Through the sound of water and scent of fresh soap that began to fill the room Angelina found her thoughts taking her to places she did not want to head. Places that were forbidden and included feelings she had learned to put aside, feeling that were being released too quickly. The actress wore something warm. Once changed out of her dress she put on black skinny jeans, a gray top and her black coat she had given Elle to use earlier. Grabbing her car keys she left the hotel and headed to a local cafe. Of-course she wore black sunglasses to hide her 'identity,' the last thing she needed was more tabloids.

Finding a seat in the almost deserted small shop Angelina ordered a warm tea and relaxed. Her mind was not calm since it was still trying to figure out the young girl she assumed was so simple and innocent. Moments passed and Angelina could feel sleep creeping in, while preparing to leave her cell buzzed. Sighing she answered the call.

"Yes Brad?" Her voice was soft but filled with all the agitation she had gained through the day. "Hay babe I have to tell you something." Another sigh passed her lips and almost instinctively she rolled her eyes. Her ears were sharp and in the back ground was clearly the voice of another man, not that she cared however. "I forgot to book a flight over so...I won't make it."

Silence

The brunette allowed her hands to slip through her hair in frustration and then almost on a dime she was calm, not really but she seemed calm. Placing a very soft and fake smile on her face she spoke into the phone, the laughter coming from the background making her even more upset. "That's okay. Don't worry about it."

"Really?" He seemed almost afraid as he asked the question, it isn't normal for someone to sound so okay when the plans they made months back get ruined and yes Angelina was not fine, but he couldn't tell. No one ever can.

"Yes. Have a good night brad...and tell your boyfriend I said hi."

"Yeah okay..." His voice rose like a child given ice-cream after getting away with something . She turned off her phone quick enough to not have the growl that moved passed her lips heard by the man on the other line or the store manager. Leaving the money and a very large tip on the table Angelina left the store and decided to head back to the hotel. Being around Elle beats hearing Brad's annoying excuses any-day, although he was her best friend the man could could be quite the hand full sometimes...no actually all the time.

The room was dark when she entered, only the glow of a charging cell phone gave way to light. Shutting the door as quietly as she could the actress slipped into the massive room, placing her things down by suitcase and making her way to the shower. Her shower took long mainly because she was dozing off. Once clean the woman dried her hair with the electric dryer the bathroom came equipped with. She looked at herself for only seconds and then made her way to the bed. Maybe it is a bad thing to not to look at yourself in the mirror or avoid it at all cost but that's what Angelina did. Everyday her reflection reminded her that she was only getting older and there was just so little she had done. Many do complete her for her work and humanitarian activities but there is still so much to be done, with the world, with life, with her.

Taking a breath in and out the brunette flushed the thoughts that began to bubble, instead of falling into the collision of thoughts she decided to get dressed. After rubbing lotion over her body she slipped on a white silk robe, and accompanying pants over a all revealing lace bralette and pantie in the sweet tint of vanilla. Her look was relaxed, and despite the circumstance she looked hot. But then again it was for nothing since well Brad's plans canceled...just like they always do. She wondered why she even tried anymore. He's obviously gay. Even if he tries to deny it. She told herself making her way onto the bed.

The blonde was tucked on a corner of the large bed, fast asleep and for that Angelina was moved on, sliding herself to the opposite side of the mattress and pulling the thick comforter over her.

Elle was awake, in fact she had been awake when Angelina came in, sung through her shower, and put on her night ware, and although she longed to see the woman's nude figure she bid her attention unwanted. As the woman settled in across from her the young actress could smell the sweet perfume on her skin, she hadn't seen Angelina spray anything but something very intoxicating was seeping through her pores and filling the warmth beneath the comforter with her scent.

I can't stand it. Elle thought shifting her position in the bed.

The woman next to her, although a bit far felt the movement and assumed she was just moving in her sleep, like normal people do. Being a mother Angelina was used to it because her kids did the same thing, and if she could watch herself she was sure she did the same as well. She remained in her position listening to Elle move about in the bed. Is she having a nightmare? Angelina asked herself turning her attention to the swaying figure, hair over her face, eye shut, her silk top moved up through the light struggle and gave way to her milky skin beneath. Catching a glimpse the brunette felt all the air be sucked out of her. She gasped and turned her head away, peeking Elle noticed and couldn't help but smile, the expression meant Angelina was into her for sure. Right?

Moving again the blonde began to groan hoping that the imitated sounds would bring the woman closer to her and not so far away. Lucky for the smart actress it did, in an instant Angelina was next to her, speaking soothing words in a whisper, running her long slender fingers through silk locks, her scent filling Elle's nose and infusing with the scent of blossom that lingered on the blondes skin.

She took the opportunity and wrapped her arms around Angelina's waist pulling the woman's small frame against her own, of-course through all this Elle kept her eyes shut despite the gaze she felt on her. Angelina moved a bit, attempting to motion herself from the girl sleep induced hold, that however failed.

In the dark of night, surrounded by the warm hotel air and heat beneath the cleaned comforter, the brunette felt relaxed. The girl holding onto her didn't cause her fear and the fact that Elle was asleep made her even more comfortable. The girl's soft breathing, her scent, everything felt oddly...right.

Elle pulled in some more letting her nose run against the soft skin of Angelina's neck, her warm breath traveling over the sweet smelling flesh. The older woman stiffed, feeling the girl's breath caused a warming in her chest and tightness in her stomach, was it nervousness or was she hoping for more than just holding the girl?.The blonde moved her head to the side allowing her lips to brush against Jolie's sensitive neck, again the woman next to her stiffen.

The heat, the touch, the scent, it all was becoming almost unbearable how badly Elle longed to kiss that neck. To bite and suck...but she couldn't. Just because she was in bed...with Angelina Jolie...doesn't mean she can...can take the woman.

That would be too outrageous or would it...yes yes it would be too crazy. But would it really? Yes gosh go to sleep and take what you can get.