Feel the Heat
Pairing: Dacre Montgomery x Reader
Summary: dacre smut where you’re co-stars on set filming and sneak off for a quickie? thank you so much your writing is amazing!
Warnings: NSFW, Smut
Notes: Changed it a little! Sorry bjifgdbj
Word Count: 1390
“Again?” You groaned, throwing yourself on the floor. Dacre laughed, extending his hand out to you with a laugh. You looked up at him standing over you and lifted your hand, only to smack his away.
“Don’t be like that, beautiful. We need to rehearse.”
You and Dacre were casted alongside each other in a Mr. and Mrs. Smith type of role. You were from rival companies, leading double lives in order to gain information from each other.
“It’s a fight scene – all I should have to do is punch you in the face.” You smirked when Dacre rolled his eyes, bending down so he was hovering above you on the ground.
“Sweetheart, you’re no match for me.”
“Oh?” You asked, sitting up and resting your weight on your elbows, your head cocking toward the side and your eyebrow lifting. “Is that right?” You became determined to wipe that stupid smirk off his face, putting a hand on his chest and shoving him away from you. “I’ll take that bet,” you said, getting up, back on your feet.
“You will?” Dacre sounded surprised, but he still had that smirk on his face. He was amused, he knew how it’d end, but he liked a challenge – no matter how small it seemed to him. “You’re on, gorgeous.”
“Don’t take it easy on me either, Montgomery.”
He laughed darkly, no humor on his face. “Nothing to worry about, babe.” You two shook hands, stepping away from each other and prepping to say the lines before the fight scene.
“You told me you loved me!” You shouted, picking up the break-away glass lamp and tossing it toward him. He moved to the left, dodging it.
“Felicity, you’re being incredibly hypocritical, you said the same thing to me. I was just – how did you put it? – doing my job.” Dacre said, in character. He grabbed your leg when you lifted it to kick him in the side, pulling you closer to him so your leg wrapped around his left side. “You’ve got a little fire in you, Felicity.”
You swallowed thickly, those last lines weren’t in the script. “I, uh, I do… have fire in me. Yes.” You shook your head, trying not to think about Dacre’s hand tightening around your thigh.
“I can see it – I can feel it.” He whispered, his face coming closer to you. You couldn’t say anything, finding yourself frozen. “Can you feel the heat, babe?”