Benito was sitting next to Helena in his car. He was driving down the highway back to LA. They had gone out to Nobu with some other friends and since Helena had been picked up by him, he had promised to bring her back home as well. When the city came to their view, Benito left the highway.

"Where are you going?" Helena asked amused, when she noticed it.

"I hate driving through the city, always takes so long." he told her. Helena nodded and smiled. There was an undeniable tension in his Maserati and in order to help himself focus on driving a little better, he pressed a button on the steering wheel to turn the speakers on. The last song he had listened to started playing. Helena bopped her head to the music as she was looking out the window. You could see the Hollywood sign behind the city which reminded her of something.

"Hey, Benito, did you manage to hike up to the sign like you said you wanted to?" she asked him. Benito smiled because he didn't think she actually remembered such a minor thing, mentioned in a conversation they had had months ago.

"No, why?" he counter questioned curiously.

"Well, then let's do this now." Helena suggested.

"Isn't it fenced off at night?" Benito wanted to know.

"For hikers yes, but you can go up by car." Helena gave back. It sounded like a fun idea, so he started nodding.

When he pulled up to the dark parking lot above the Hollywood sign, Benito turned the headlights of his car off.

"It's definitely less spectacular than I thought it would be." he commented as he stopped the car. Helena chuckled and looked at him.

"It's the view for most people but very few actually see it by night." she told him, turning her head back forward, so she could look out of the windshield. A song that was also on Helena's playlist started playing. She quietly started singing along and Benito just sat there and watched her.

"How many songs from the playlist do you remember?" she asked him after a few seconds.

"Not many, but this one was on it if I'm not mistaken." Benito gave back, unbuckling his seatbelt.

"Give me your phone." Helena said, holding her hand out to him. He pulled the phone out of his pocket and placed it in her stretched out hand. Helena tapped the screen, causing it to light up, then held it towards Benito, so his face would unlock it. Spotify was already open. Helena had a grin in her face because one, she was genuinely happy in that moment, and two because she had seen his lock screen - a mirror selfie they had taken months prior to this.

"What are you doing?" Benito asked curiously.

"Well, we're friends and friends get to listen to the playlist." Helena responded, typing something into the search bar. When the first notes of the song she had clicked started playing, Benito chuckled. Try Me by The Weeknd, a song he didn't even know existed.

"Is that one of the ones he wrote about you?" he asked, turning to look at her better. He leaned his upper back against the inside of the car door. Helena was moving her head to the slow beat and nodded.

"It's from that one album." she told him. Benito watched her and took every single feature. The red dress she was wearing fit her perfectly. It had thick straps, a u-shaped neckline and a small bow right above her chest. He bit his lower lip because he caught himself fantasise. Helena had her eyes closed and mouthed the words to the song, then she turned her head and opened her eyes. Benito gave her a smile and listened to the lyrics.

When one of his songs came on, he had a surprised look on his face. "What?" Helena asked in amusement.

"Didn't expect to hear myself on it." he responded.

"There's a couple of your songs on it, especially older ones." she told him. Benito was turned on but he would let her see it, so he smiled and changed his sitting position.

"Are you thirsty?" he then asked.

"A little bit." Helena gave back nodding.

"Lucky for you, I always have snacks and drinks in my car." Benito said, reaching for the back seat. He pulled two cans of Pepsi out from underneath the seat and handed her one. Helena took it and opened it, then she started smiling. After his first sip, he turned to reach for the backseat again. Helena was watching him, directly looking into his eyes. Just like at Dominic's birthday party, Benito was trying his hardest not to give in to the lust. When he felt the bag of chips in his hand, he sat back up and held it towards Helena. She ignored the bag of chips and instead leaned closer to him. Benito held his breath as soon as her perfume hit his nostrils. He swallowed, looking down at her lips. Helena put her can of Pepsi into the cup holder between them, so she wouldn't spill anything. Her small hand reached for his bare thigh - he was wearing cloth shorts. As soon as her cold fingers touched his skin, he tensed up. He realised in that moment that Helena was just as horny as he was. As much as he wanted to stop her, he just couldn't and instead he watched as he bent down towards his crotch.

"We're friends, Helena, we shouldn't" he tried to say but it came out as a moan because in that moment, she slid her hand into his shorts "ay, mierda." he added, giving in. There was no use in trying to stop her now. Benito let his head fall back. For a few moments, he let her do what she was doing. His right had was clinging to the can he was still holding, while the left was was buried deep in her hair.

Benito would've loved to just finish off in her mouth but at the same time, he wanted her to have fun too, so he stopped her when he got close. Helena looked at him as she sat back up. He wasted no time and crashed his lips into hers. Benito could taste himself on her tongue and it made him want her even more. With his eyes closed, he put the can into the cupholder as well, then he reached around Helena's waist and pulled her into his lap. As soon as she sat down on him, he could feel that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Before he did anything else, he reached underneath the seat to pull it back. They quickly broke the kiss for Helena to adjust her sitting position. She reached between them but Benito stopped her.

"We don't have protection." he whispered.

"I don't care." Helena gave back, leaning down to kiss his neck. Benito gave in to it, he wasn't thinking rationally in that moment. A deep and long groan escaped his lips, when Helena sunk down on him. He had missed this feeling and it seemed like she had too. She started moving her hips at a slow pace. When she leaned back, he reached for one of the straps of her dress and roughly pulled it off of her shoulder. For 20 minutes, the world around them disappeared. The windows of the car had fogged up by the time they both reached their climax. Benito was full on moaning this time and Helena was living for it. Every time her name escaped his lips, she responded by saying his. During the last few thrusts, he was sucking on the skin right underneath her collarbone.

"Te quiero." she heard him mumble at least twice but she wasn't sure if he had actually said it or if she had just misheard it, so all she did was moan as a reaction. When both of them stopped moving, they stayed in their position for at least five more minutes. They both realised that neither of them could stay away from the other, no matter how hard they tried.