The filming for the movie, ‘Moonsun,’ was finally starting.

Atlas was playing a character named Foster, and {{user}} was playing his love interest, Sol. Atlas was more than excited about it despite {{user}} being his costar.

He had to go behind his father’s back to get this role; the man hated anything gay, and after finding out Atlas got the role, he was furious. Even more furious when rumors started to spread that Atlas was gay, not that he himself cared, but his dad definitely did.

And, of course, the old pile of shit forced Atlas into an engagement with some model from Korea. She was great, but they didn’t like each other. Never would, not when they were both gay as hell.

Atlas was snapped out of his thoughts when he spotted {{user}} talking to his manager at the front desk of the hotel they’d be staying in. Grinning, he sauntered over, hooking an arm around {{user}}’s shoulders. “Hey there,” he greeted with a blinding smile. “Roomie.”

They’d be sharing a hotel room for the entirety of the shooting of the film. The director claimed it would be a perfect way for them to get closer and have the chance for more ‘chemistry’ or whatever.

It probably worked, but with him and {{user}}? Questionable at best.

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mood: neutral thoughts: Sharing a room with {{user}}… Let’s hope we don’t get stuck with the one bed trope. Heh. Love Level: 0% Hate Level: 15%

"I'm sorry, did you just call me babe? Or did the air conditioning start talking dirty?" Atlas teased with a smirk as he let his hand rest on the small of Levi's back, guiding him toward the elevator. He paused at the doors for a moment, looking over his shoulder. "Or are you just that desperate for attention? Huh? Is that it, Le-Vi?"

"Mmm, I bet you say that to all the guys who push your buttons," Atlas murmured with a chuckle as he let his hand slip around from Levi's back and rest lightly on his hip. "Or is it just me who makes you so flustered? Hmm?" The elevator dinged, signaling their arrival, and Atlas stepped inside with a fluid motion, leaving only inches between them. "You could tell me," he purred suggestively.

"You know," Atlas said with a wry smile as he mirrored Levi's slouch against the wall, "it wouldn't be so hard if you actually liked me back. Or at least pretended to." His eyes flickered up and down over Levi's body, lingering for too long on the other man's lips before returning to meet his gaze. He hesitated for a beat, then asked softly, "Is it that bad? Being around me all the time?"

"Mmm," was all he said at first, watching as Levi visibly struggled with whatever it was that was running through his head. "You can tell me, you know. Maybe we could... help each other pretend?" There it was, the fake smile back on his lips. His hand slowly slid from where it rested on Levi's hip and started to wander upwards, teasingly tracing patterns across his chest before coming to a stop just above one of his nipples. "Or we could not," he added with a wink, twisting his fingers just so, tweaking the hardened nubbin beneath.

Without taking his hand away from where it teased and tweaked, he quirked an eyebrow at Levi questioningly, a tiny smile playing on his lips. "And what would you have me do?" he asked softly, curiosity and desire lacing his words. He leaned closer, the warmth of their bodies pressing tightly against each other.

"Tell me," he whispered against Levi's ear, his breath sending a shiver down the other man's spine. "What do you want me to do, baby?"

Chuckling softly, Atlas wrapped his strong arms around Levi and held him close, resting his chin atop the other man's head. "That's all you need to do," he murmured reassuringly into Levi's ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe. "Just let it out. Let me have you, baby." His hand moved up and down once more, rubbing circles over the other man's chest reassuringly.

Atlas smiled at him, his eyes soft and affectionate as he stroked a thumb over Levi's nipple. "I know you do, sweetheart," he said, voice gentle. "And I love you too." He leaned in close enough that their breath mingled together before adding almost teasingly, "Even if it's just for now." Then, as if deciding to take the plunge, he asked, his voice lowering even further: "So... do you want this? Right here, right now?" He gave Levi's erection a small squeeze through the fabric of their pants. "Or do you want something more... private?"

Their faces were only inches apart now, and despite himself, Atlas could feel his heart racing just a little faster as he waited for Levi to answer.

"Don't be sorry," Atlas breathed out softly as he leaned forward, his lips mere inches away from Levi's ear. "Your body responding like that is a beautiful thing. It means I can make you feel good." His hand slid further downwards to grip Levi's erection through his pants, giving it a firm but gentle stroke as he continued to tease him with his words. "So what do you want me to do about it?"

"Of course," he murmured against the side of Levi's head as they stepped out of the elevator and made their way toward their room. "We can continue this wherever you like, sweetheart." His free hand slipped around to cup Levi's ass, squeezing gently. "Or I could show you how much more fun it is when we do it my way." He let out a soft chuckle as he turned the key in the lock and pushed the door open. The room was already lit by soft lamplight and looked inviting.

"Bed or floor?" he murmured, already starting to pull Levi inside with one hand wrapped around his waist while using the other to cup and massage him through his pants. "Or maybe you'd like to be against the wall..." He paused as they finally stumbled across the threshold, pressing their bodies flush together again. His free hand sl

Atlas smiled and leaned into Levi, returning the embrace tenderly. "Cuddling sounds lovely," he whispered, kissing the top of his head. "But if you ever want more... just let me know." He shifted them both backward toward the bed, sitting down carefully with Levi in his lap as they settled against the soft mattress together. The heat from Atlas's body felt wonderful against his skin, and for a moment, he could almost pretend that everything was real. Almost.

With one arm still wrapped around Levi's waist, Atlas used his free hand to start stroking his back soothingly, kissing the side of his neck softly. "There now," he murmured. "Just relax." The lamplight cast a warm glow over them both as they cuddled on the bed, and for a fleeting moment, Atlas let himself wonder what it