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elrhiarhodanTitle: Slowly Going Insane
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Rating: R
Fandom: White Collar - RPF
Characters/Pairings: Tim DeKay, Matt Bomer, Tim/Matt
Spoilers: 2.14 - Payback
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: It’s RPF, but nothing explicit.
Word Count: ~1200
Summary: No scene is ever done in a single take. You do it over and over and over again. Every scene, all the time. Even when your co-star, the one you’ve been lusting over, is throwing himself into your arms.
Author’s Notes: Russell is Russell Fine, the director for 2.14. He’s also the series’ Director of Photography.
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His shooting schedule has been brutal this week, and the heat wave that just broke doesn’t help matters either. Tim is actually a little resentful that Matty got to do most of his scenes for this episode inside the air conditioned confines of their sound stages in Silvercup. He, on the other hand, has been on location for the past three days, in as much as a basement storage room in a 70 year old building in the Garment District could be called a location.
But today, thankfully, is the last one that he’ll have to spend “locked” in a cage.
Tim does have to admit that suffering for his craft is paying off - what he’s seeing in the dailies is some of the best work he’s done for the show - hell, he’s done ever. Well, maybe with the exception of the national tour for Lion in Winter and some of Carnivale. No more snide references to that serial masturbator, David, or Bizarro Jerry after this episode airs, that’s for sure.
Today, they are shooting the big finale - the “rescue.” If he has to say there is a scene he’s dreaded most this season - it would have to be this one. And if there is also a scene he is most looking forward to shooting, it is this one too.
The script calls for Neal to throw himself into Peter’s arms and hug him tightly - and for him to pat Neal on the back - a “there-there” gesture of comfort. Jeff’s notes are - “like a returning soldier or father to son,” but everyone is joking, “like Matt’s your wife and you’re just about to start shore leave.”
The thing is, that is exactly how he wants to put his arms around Matt, he wants to hold him tight, shoulder to thigh, to feel the heat, the wiry strength of that body against his. Clothed, Matt is slight, almost delicate, but that’s simply camouflage. Anyone whose seen him shirtless knows that he’s built like Michelangelo’s David. And of course, everyone on the set’s seen Matty shirtless - he’s had - what - six scenes in partial undress? Hell, his nipples have been on camera so often, they each deserve special guest star status.
In the privacy of his own head, he wants a lot more than a really close man hug - he wants to slide his hands down Matt’s back, grab his ass and grind himself into his co-star. He wants to bend him over his arm and plant a kiss that would make the both of them forget their names. He dreams about that kiss, about how Matty would taste - like coffee and toothpaste, or maybe like the pizza and beer they shared last night after a long day’s shoot.
Tim finds himself thinking about kissing Matt way too much. He obsesses over it like Matty was a high school crush, not his co-star and a married man with three small children. Lately, every time he starts down that path, he forces himself to think of his wife - not only the hottest sex they’ve had, but the important moments of their lives - the day they met in college, his proposal, their wedding, when their children were born, but it doesn’t help much. And so he goes quietly, slowly insane.
He's thankful that there is only three weeks left to the filming season, but he’s got to get through today’s shoot first.
Take 1 is botched before Matt throws himself into his arms. Someone - Marsha, maybe, trips on the entrance. They reset.
Take 2, Take 3 and Take 4 are flawless - everyone hit their marks and Russell is over the moon - for the moment. His arms are tingling from the contact with Matt. Shit, his whole body feels like he's just stuck his finger in a light socket. Matty catches his eye and winks. Tim thinks his heart is going to explode.
Russell must have seen something he didn’t like in the video feed, because he calls for a reset.
Tim takes a deep breath and starts all over again.
Take 5 is a mess - his watch gets caught in Matt’s hair and Shariff can’t stop laughing.
Take 6 is almost as good as Take 3.
Except that he's starting to pop wood. No one's going to notice (hopefully). Unlike Matt’s wardrobe today, Tim’s is loose and forgiving. The suit pants are pleated, the lighting on the location is “atmospheric” and the camera angles are high.
They reset again for Take 7. For some reason, Matt flubs his lines. “Look at you - escape artist extraordinaire, Peter Burke!” Comes out wrong, squeaky - like Matt forgot to breathe before starting.
Take 8 is perfect, except that he is now hard as a rock. And why does Matt cling to him a little too long?
Matt and Russell are looking over the video feed - something Tim doesn’t like to do until the scene is in the can. They are chatting and grinning and if he is the paranoid sort, he’d think that they were plotting something. He paces around the set, stretching - trying to will his unruly erection to subside. Russell shouts “last take” and he breathes a sigh of relief.
He hears “FBI! Freeze!” He calls back, the “agents” come rushing in, followed by Matt, who flings himself into his arms
He hugs Matt - the “there - there” motion he’s done so many times now, but Matt goes completely off script. He tucks a thigh between his, slides one hand under his suit jacket and the other up the back of his neck. Next thing he knows, Matt’s got a fist full of his sweaty hair, he’s pulling him down and planting a hot, wet kiss on his lips.
He must have opened his mouth - in a squeal of surprise, and the little shit takes full advantage, thrusting his tongue in deep. There are hoots and hollers from the cast and crew as Matt continues to wreak him with his mouth, his hands, his leg. But Tim isn’t going to let this go - it may have started out as a joke, but he isn’t going to be the one who cries uncle. If the guys want something for the gag reel, they certainly are going to get something.
Tim uses the advantage his greater height and weight give him, and spins Matty around, pinning him against the bars of the “cell”. He grinds his leg against his co-star’s groin, and is shocked to find him as aroused as he is. He pulls back for a fraction of a second - just long enough to see Matt’s eyes - the pupils are blown. And so is his composure. Almost.
He kisses Matt one more time. And the pinches him on the ass, hard. Matty yelps - which thankfully breaks the spell.
Someone starts clapping - it’s Marsha. Shariff and Russell join in - and then the rest of the cast and the crew. He catches Matt’s eye and they both take a bow, playing it up for the cameras and the inevitable gag reel.
But this isn’t over. Not by a long shot.
Shit.
FIN
Author:
elrhiarhodanRating: R
Fandom: White Collar - RPF
Characters/Pairings: Tim DeKay, Matt Bomer, Tim/Matt
Spoilers: 2.14 - Payback
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: It’s RPF, but nothing explicit.
Word Count: ~1200
Summary: No scene is ever done in a single take. You do it over and over and over again. Every scene, all the time. Even when your co-star, the one you’ve been lusting over, is throwing himself into your arms.
Author’s Notes: Russell is Russell Fine, the director for 2.14. He’s also the series’ Director of Photography.
His shooting schedule has been brutal this week, and the heat wave that just broke doesn’t help matters either. Tim is actually a little resentful that Matty got to do most of his scenes for this episode inside the air conditioned confines of their sound stages in Silvercup. He, on the other hand, has been on location for the past three days, in as much as a basement storage room in a 70 year old building in the Garment District could be called a location.
But today, thankfully, is the last one that he’ll have to spend “locked” in a cage.
Tim does have to admit that suffering for his craft is paying off - what he’s seeing in the dailies is some of the best work he’s done for the show - hell, he’s done ever. Well, maybe with the exception of the national tour for Lion in Winter and some of Carnivale. No more snide references to that serial masturbator, David, or Bizarro Jerry after this episode airs, that’s for sure.
Today, they are shooting the big finale - the “rescue.” If he has to say there is a scene he’s dreaded most this season - it would have to be this one. And if there is also a scene he is most looking forward to shooting, it is this one too.
The script calls for Neal to throw himself into Peter’s arms and hug him tightly - and for him to pat Neal on the back - a “there-there” gesture of comfort. Jeff’s notes are - “like a returning soldier or father to son,” but everyone is joking, “like Matt’s your wife and you’re just about to start shore leave.”
The thing is, that is exactly how he wants to put his arms around Matt, he wants to hold him tight, shoulder to thigh, to feel the heat, the wiry strength of that body against his. Clothed, Matt is slight, almost delicate, but that’s simply camouflage. Anyone whose seen him shirtless knows that he’s built like Michelangelo’s David. And of course, everyone on the set’s seen Matty shirtless - he’s had - what - six scenes in partial undress? Hell, his nipples have been on camera so often, they each deserve special guest star status.
In the privacy of his own head, he wants a lot more than a really close man hug - he wants to slide his hands down Matt’s back, grab his ass and grind himself into his co-star. He wants to bend him over his arm and plant a kiss that would make the both of them forget their names. He dreams about that kiss, about how Matty would taste - like coffee and toothpaste, or maybe like the pizza and beer they shared last night after a long day’s shoot.
Tim finds himself thinking about kissing Matt way too much. He obsesses over it like Matty was a high school crush, not his co-star and a married man with three small children. Lately, every time he starts down that path, he forces himself to think of his wife - not only the hottest sex they’ve had, but the important moments of their lives - the day they met in college, his proposal, their wedding, when their children were born, but it doesn’t help much. And so he goes quietly, slowly insane.
He's thankful that there is only three weeks left to the filming season, but he’s got to get through today’s shoot first.
Take 1 is botched before Matt throws himself into his arms. Someone - Marsha, maybe, trips on the entrance. They reset.
Take 2, Take 3 and Take 4 are flawless - everyone hit their marks and Russell is over the moon - for the moment. His arms are tingling from the contact with Matt. Shit, his whole body feels like he's just stuck his finger in a light socket. Matty catches his eye and winks. Tim thinks his heart is going to explode.
Russell must have seen something he didn’t like in the video feed, because he calls for a reset.
Tim takes a deep breath and starts all over again.
Take 5 is a mess - his watch gets caught in Matt’s hair and Shariff can’t stop laughing.
Take 6 is almost as good as Take 3.
Except that he's starting to pop wood. No one's going to notice (hopefully). Unlike Matt’s wardrobe today, Tim’s is loose and forgiving. The suit pants are pleated, the lighting on the location is “atmospheric” and the camera angles are high.
They reset again for Take 7. For some reason, Matt flubs his lines. “Look at you - escape artist extraordinaire, Peter Burke!” Comes out wrong, squeaky - like Matt forgot to breathe before starting.
Take 8 is perfect, except that he is now hard as a rock. And why does Matt cling to him a little too long?
Matt and Russell are looking over the video feed - something Tim doesn’t like to do until the scene is in the can. They are chatting and grinning and if he is the paranoid sort, he’d think that they were plotting something. He paces around the set, stretching - trying to will his unruly erection to subside. Russell shouts “last take” and he breathes a sigh of relief.
He hears “FBI! Freeze!” He calls back, the “agents” come rushing in, followed by Matt, who flings himself into his arms
He hugs Matt - the “there - there” motion he’s done so many times now, but Matt goes completely off script. He tucks a thigh between his, slides one hand under his suit jacket and the other up the back of his neck. Next thing he knows, Matt’s got a fist full of his sweaty hair, he’s pulling him down and planting a hot, wet kiss on his lips.
He must have opened his mouth - in a squeal of surprise, and the little shit takes full advantage, thrusting his tongue in deep. There are hoots and hollers from the cast and crew as Matt continues to wreak him with his mouth, his hands, his leg. But Tim isn’t going to let this go - it may have started out as a joke, but he isn’t going to be the one who cries uncle. If the guys want something for the gag reel, they certainly are going to get something.
Tim uses the advantage his greater height and weight give him, and spins Matty around, pinning him against the bars of the “cell”. He grinds his leg against his co-star’s groin, and is shocked to find him as aroused as he is. He pulls back for a fraction of a second - just long enough to see Matt’s eyes - the pupils are blown. And so is his composure. Almost.
He kisses Matt one more time. And the pinches him on the ass, hard. Matty yelps - which thankfully breaks the spell.
Someone starts clapping - it’s Marsha. Shariff and Russell join in - and then the rest of the cast and the crew. He catches Matt’s eye and they both take a bow, playing it up for the cameras and the inevitable gag reel.
But this isn’t over. Not by a long shot.
Shit.
