Author's Notes: Wow, thank you so much for the comments! Here is another part, racier than before, note rating change. Sorry for the lack of Shakespeare in this one, but that comes back in the next chapter. For catch-up the first chapter is here:
http://akhilanda.livejournal.com/5791.html, the second is here:
http://akhilanda.livejournal.com/6059.html~~~
Titled: Stratford
Rating: R
Summary: Fictional story set during rehearsals for MAAN
Disclaimer: No infringement intended, this is pure fiction, based on nothing but imagination. We have the highest respect for these real life people, forgive us for playing with these fictionalized versions of two of the greatest actors ever to grace our screen and stage.
**WARNING: REAL PERSON FIC**
Fiction story based on a fictional notion of real people, please don’t read if such things offend you, written for fun not for profit.
Previously:
She swallowed as he caught her hand, something about the smoky darkness in his eyes filled her with a thrilling trepidation.
"What are you thinking?" she asked weakly. Her legs felt as if they would give way at any second.
"Well, it's kind of like two different exercises, like if it scares you to jump off the stage you should rehearse with an even bigger jump so on the night it will be easy?"
She nodded and licked dry lips. “And the second exercise?”
“Just a simple trust exercise really. When you practice letting go and letting someone else be in charge of you, of your body.” His eyes were so dark and her stomach dipped at his words in a way that was anything but unpleasant.
“Someone you trust,” she added faintly, feeling flushed. He nodded.
“I can see how that suits Beatrice’s situation,” she began. Her head was swimming. His hand tightened on hers and she looked up again.
"Catherine, how would it be if we played out Beatrice and Benedick's wedding night?"
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