- Pierce Brosnan 
- Pierce Brosnan & Meryl Streep 
( this is war.Collapse )
‘You’re drunk’ Meryl whispered catching the tips of Peirce’s lips with her own as she spoke her hot breath intoxicating an alcohol fuelled man who sat in front of her. She lent back slightly as he lent forward as if attracted to her lips. She let her hand fall down his chest and rest on his thigh as her eyes fluttered shut again and she pursed her lips. She knew it was wrong sitting here in the middle of the most beautiful island on earth her long blonde hair blowing around in the midnight breeze. Yet the most gorgeous man was at in front of her and as the sea lapped at the sand and her heart swelled as his hand travelled down from cupping her face to the base of her back Meryl couldn’t have cared less.
‘Peirce stop staring’ Colin elbowed his co star as they both ogled at amazing body of the woman who was walking around suggestively wiggling her hips in skin tight lycra as she walked across set in her platforms.
‘You stop’ Peirce retaliated as their jaws dropped back open.
‘I think Meryl has some admirers’ Christine laughed at the two men who looked like adolescence with their first crush.
‘You just noticed Chris love’ Julie laughed as they both walked over to Meryl ‘They been stood like that for the past ‘alf hour. Peirce practically has stars in his eyes’
Meryl gave a dramatic sigh as she fell back onto the sand looking up at the glittering stars. She felt a muscular figure fall beside her and a warm hand reach out and entwine their fingers.
‘It’s been a good summer’ Peirce whispered into the cool air.
It wasn’t as if there was a point they realised they did it. It was when they were walking on set and Meryl looked down at their hands entwined. She smiled and squeezed his hand lightly. Peirce looked at her and smiled. They carried on walking. This was new Meryl thought. She hadn’t even realised they did it. It was like instinct, like his hand being placed on the base of her back when they walked into a room or his jacket slipping from his arms if it was cold. Their hands instinctively would reach out for one another, their hearts connecting over the distance that they had to create in public.
‘If you knew this was our last moment alone what would you do?’ Peirce said suddenly sounding very inch the sober man that had arrived at the wrap party earlier in the night.
‘Tell you it will never be the last moment’ Meryl said not letting her eyes leave the midnight sky. He sat up and turned onto his stomach so that his right side pressed into her left.
‘Come on. If you knew you were never going to see me again. If we could never touch each other like this’ he said as he ran his index finger across her face and down her throat causing her to swallow with anticipation ‘If you knew I could never hold your hand as we lie on the beach like this ‘he said grasping her hand ‘and you knew I could never kiss you….’
‘Stop’ Meryl suddenly said sitting up and turning to him. ‘Please.’ She whispered in a softer tone.
‘Honey, it just hurts’ She whispered much later. Her head rested in his lap as his feet outstretched in front of him as they both watched the waves lap at his feet.
‘I know beautiful….I know….’ He whispered reaching down for her hand and squeezing it almost like a safety mechanism.
‘What we going to do?’ Meryl whispered almost afraid of the answer.
‘We are going to go back to America. You with your gorgeous family and me with mine. And I am going to miss you every day and think about you every second and wish more than anything else that I hadn’t fallen for such an incredible woman as you’ he said with all seriousness. Meryl’s eyes opened and looked up at the man who loomed above her. He whimpered slightly as he saw the tears that had begun to slide down her perfect features. He thumbed away some of the tears until they started increasing in pace and that’s when he gathered her up into his arms whispering that they would find a way through it rocking her slightly.
Both bodies lay entwined upon the beach outside the party. Voices and loud music pumped throughout the island as Meryl Streep icon the world over cuddled in closer to her lovers body. She threw her left arm over his sleeping figure and sighed as she placed a kiss onto his cheek. ‘Stop me darlin. Stop me from feeling like tomorrow a part of me will die. I’m scared. I’m scared I will never feel your body pressed up against mine, feel your hot breath on my neck or your strong arms wrap around me. Stop me from feeling like your going to take part of me with you. Just stop me 007’
‘Mrs Bond, I do believe you are muttering absolute nonsense.’ He murmured shocking her that he was awake and had heard it ‘The second you stop me baby is the second I stop you. Until then- I’m enjoying the fall’ he whispered into her hair kissing her on her temple as she snuggled back into his body.