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We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
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Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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(ooc: Feel free to amend any of the prompts below for gen/nonsmut CR with stagehands, paparazzi photos, etc. Clara is open to partners of all genders and ages with her info/permissions post here!)
I. Cursed Costume of the Ghost Bride (cw: marriage, possible ghost bride noncon)
[Clara is not having a great day. As someone who purposeful neglects her appearance the glitz and glamor of this movie rush is irritating. She had woken up, moved again, much like the last time, and her hair had been styled much too much like when she was young. She was actually eager to change clothes into some sort of costume in order to get away from resembling her younger self. The costumes may be revealing but the way she was dressed before felt emotionally revealing.]
[In the costume room, though, she finds a piece that tugs at her undead heart. A wedding dress dyed in black with only the faintest traces of white still visible. The lace tinged with age but intricately and lovingly embroidered. Some bits were frayed at the edges but the main dress was intact, refusing to be damaged until it had fulfilled its purpose. Before she can even think too much about it, Clara has taken the dress for herself.]
[A bride who, for some reason, was never able to walk down the aisle and make it to her wedding night. The spirit settles in solidly when the black veil dons her head. Either in the costume room or on one of the sets, she is now as much of an apparition as the ones she used to deal with.]
You promised me. [a soft voice laced with sadness, malice, and desire. Clara isn't that good an actor.] You promised...
II. Office Space (Plus ADR Disasters) (cw: toxic workplace, played possible dubcon, femdom, possible derogatory language)
["You can't speak? That's not a problem, we've got dubbing software for that."]
[Clara had thought it would be a foolproof excuse. Instead, she's still been dressed up in a pencil skirt, stockings, blouse, and vest. The script isn't clear at all about what she's supposed to be or even what this company's job is. She had at most caught that it was a scene set in an office before the script was pulled out of her hands and handed over to the actress who would be doing her voice lines for the scene.]
[The actors are ushered into place, a scene late at night where they are the only two workers left in the office. Right, so, she's supposed to approach the other person and,]
"Did you think I would ignore that move today? Standing out so brazenly in front of the visiting director..."
[Clara blinks, startled. Oh. So, this was the kind of character she was playing? It's amazing the take can keep going with the contrast between the sultry actress voice-over and Clara's expression but... again, the plot is not the point of these films.]
"I think you need a reminder of who is in charge here."
III. Vampire's Arousing Bite (cw: trauma, blood, see note below)
[This is a macroaggression, not a microaggression.]
[Is she supposed to be grateful that the director didn't cast her as a vampire? Is she supposed to laugh and think what a good cover to be cast as the naive waif in the vampire's castle? This is, as the youth would say, bullshit. At least there's only one scene she needs to carry the candelabra and feel stressed about the flames flickering so close to her face.]
[Certainly there were kindred who lived in old, storied castles like this but they were just as likely to be at a hospital. A bookshop. A batting range after dark. It's all so ridiculous. And maybe some vampires were stupid enough to be fond of a particular drink but this torrid, trashy, erotic love story was really too much. At least she didn't have to say anything. The poor one stuck as a vampire could handle most of the dialogue.]
(ooc: note for this prompt in particular! Clara has trauma related to being bitten so anyone playing the vampire role straight may get hit or deal with her reaction. If anyone successfully bites her and consumes some of her blood they may start to feel heightened feelings/being drawn to Clara as part of a forming Blood Bond)
IV. Minor Movies (or wildcard) [The following are basic concepts that may require more communication to flesh out the start for! Feel free to tag in writing something or contact me to figure out how we want it to play out. Also feel free to PM or reach out at slothplaying if you'd prefer to do something with a premiere, for example, since I didn't write a prompt for it.]
[a. Forbidden adopted family romance, in which a waif of some sort is brought into a prestigious family and then whoops they grew up Attractive.] [b. Snow White & Evil Queen, in which two characters are highly envious of each other's looks/purity/power and can result in banging it out, weird voyeurism kink, etc] [c. Lamb & Predator, in which we get furry with it.] [d. omegaverse, in which this is less of a serious suggestion and more of a joke about how I'm always willing to brainstorm a thread for it.]
[ Red has not really worked in an office before. Most of her jobs have trended toward working with her hands. So being put into a pencil skirt and jacket - and stockings and heels - is a bit of a new experience. Sure, she's a little taller than her opposite number, but people love that - or something. The director mentioned that. She's shuffling through the important stack of "documents" she's been told to shuffle through as she tries to make sure she keeps up with this.
She doesn't particularly want to be doing this, but who does. She frowns and then launches into her own line. ]
Uh. I saw my chance and I took it - I didn't mean to make you look bad!
[Clara does spare her fellow actress a brief sympathetic look. While she derives some comfort from it being a script, an event with fixed beats, it does mean that her partner is also at the mercy of the script. And, well, it didn't seem like her character was a very kind person. Neither is she but she tries not to take it out on other people.]
"Didn't mean to?" [A quick glance to the side, Clara gets the feeling she's supposed to step closer to the other woman. It's a stiff step but it gets the job done.]
"Do you think that makes up for it? And not even an apology from your dirty mouth!"
[Dirty mouth, so... Clara reaches up and grips the woman's chin, directing her gaze to meet hers. While she can't muster up fury and malice there is a kind of cold judgment to the dark-haired woman's eyes. The sultry tone may not match but the sharper edge just might. She brushes her thumb against the other's lip, smearing a bit of the make-up department's hard work.]
[ Red looks a little startled as Clara suddenly steps forward. She had to figure this was coming, but having someone step into her space is still a bit of a weird moment for her. She straightens a little, spine going stiff. ]
What am I supposed to say-?
[ That's actually in the script, she's not forgetting her line. Beisdes, they're helpfully feed it to her via earpiece. She stumbles over the next couple words before finding her stride again, trying to play the meeker subordinate. Although this does go a bit against her own personality... then again, acting! ]
[It's easy to feel like they're both playing against type. While Clara doesn't mind being a strict taskmaster she looks like a delicate little waif. That's the appeal, the director had said, and then rambled on about something called "gap moe" and "big bottoms" that she refused to pay attention to.]
"I can't trust that." [It's a remark from the actress that makes sense. This obviously wasn't something that could just be smoothed over or it wouldn't be a scene. So, then, inevitably, there was going to be some form of punishment. Clara's mind drifts to the things she'd seen since showing up here, thinking about what might be about to happen.]
"So turn around, and bend over."
[Clara's of two minds about this. It's certainly less embarrassing to not be looking her "victim" in the eyes but it was also a way they could communicate even less. She releases Red's chin in accordance with what she should be doing but the authoritative tone of the voice-over doesn't match her eyes.]
[ If it weren't for the fact she has no desire to try to do another take, Red might laugh. It's like getting chewed out by a drill sergeant in a way, except not nearly as intimidating with that sultry voice over. And with the look her co-star is giving. Still, it's hard to not smile at how ridiculous it is. Until the next line. She blinks and then, as they try to get her to say the line. ]
But - that's not right-!
[ She sputters, but after a moment (she's supposed to be cowed, she's reminded) she hesitantly turns and bends over the desk she's "trapped" against, glancing at Clara over her shoulder. ]
You don't have to do this- [ Not quite a deadpan. If anything it's overwrought. ]
[The close-ups of the camera are great for making sure Clara doesn't actually have to pretend to make the voice-over. She'll likely be offended by how much of the final video is close-ups of their chests and thighs in stockings. It was at least more anonymous that way.]
[Clara presses a hand against Red's back. She doesn't have any real force behind it, it's simply a point of connection. People can pretend she's holding Red there, sure, but the only thing keeping Red in place was their desire to not reshoot this scene.]
"I need you to think twice about ever crossing me again."
[Now for a part that was a bit more risque. The camera drone zooms around, ready for another close-up shot as Clara's free hand goes to the zipper of the skirt. It's undone and tugged down, the fabric dropping to the floor and much more curve being exposed than Clara is used to. Now she has to... ... grope her?]
[Clara's hand is cool against Red's skin as she drifts over the exposed skin. She doesn't go for removing any more clothing just yet. This kind of touch is- really not what strangers should be doing. Yet something about how it shouldn't does make her undead heart skip a beat.]
[While the camera is focused on Red's behind, Clara does tap her finger a bit on Red's back. It's a way of apologizing without actually ruining the scene.]
[ To be fair, Red would also be offended. The fact that she might have to watch herself do this is just salt in the wound - mostly because she's really not anywhere close to a professional actor. At least she's managing to get some real embarrassment into her tone (and expression, considering the flush rising in her cheeks). She's no stranger to sex - or the hotel - but this is still different from... well. Most of her experiences. Underneath Clara's hand, there's definite tension in her back, but Red puts up with all of it.
Like Clara, she has no desire to have to start all over again.
She takes a breath - and then there's a cool hand against her upturned ass, the rather lacey black underwear not providing all that much coverage. There's a little noise from her - not really a squeak, but a sound of surprise and her frame shivers. There's a touch of arousal rising through the embarrassment and she can't help but half hope that it continues. At least that might make this a little more bearable. She glances over her shoulder with a slight jerk of her chin. An acknowledgement of the tap - and then she has to get her next line out. ]
I will, I promise I will-!
[ A part of her is irritated that her character is knuckling under so pathetically, but - well. She didn't write the script, did she? Her legs work a little wider, her frame dipping a little, her as sticking a little higher - the camera work focuses on that and the contrast of Clara's pale hand against the darker skin of Red's ass. ]
Please, you don't have to do this to me! [ If she could roll her eyes without getting caught, she would. ]
[While Clara should check-in visually more often she is a bit transfixed by the scene that's been set up for her and the action she has to take. Every action she takes is her own and yet it is guided and she is freed from the responsibility of it. It's all simply a part of the script. So while she is not a good actor she finds herself drawn to obeying, following, and doing what her Suit craves with less of the ensuing shame.]
[It's even slightly before the cue that Clara's had brushes over the black underwear. She slides a finger under the fabric along the curve and drags it, lips parted in silent breath.]
"Shut up, giant." [The voice-over has no mercy for the easily cowed character.]
"Complaining so much even though you're wet..."
[Clara pauses. That's just the voice-over and, even if they were both trying to comply, it's not like that could just happen. She can't help but be curious, though, if there is any truth to it. The underwear snaps as she pulls her hand back. She's too shy to go all the way but instead moves her hand to touch between Red's legs. She drags two fingers along the lacy underwear, stroking back and forth, idly wondering if it would be bone dry or nor.]
[ Given time to think about it, Red might make a similar sort of conclusion - there's a certain liberation in not having to think too hard about what comes next. Then again, Red's personality leans away from being told what to do. In the moment it's a mixture of frustration and weird anticipation. She knows what's coming and she has mixed feelings. Her own suit flares a little and there's a crave for... touch.
Intimacy, really. ]
I - I'm not wet-
[ The objection is only mostly in character. Despite herself, there's a touch of arousal - a rush of heat - and while she's certainly not anywhere close to being as aroused as the scenario probably wants her to be, there's a trace of heat and dampness. So at least there's that.
The touch makes her shiver and the snap of the lace makes her jump. She has to grit her teeth and put her head down, her legs spreading a little more as she works her feet apart. ]
I get your point! I understand the lesson, so please-! [ Well, she knows that won't get her particular character off the hook. But she says it anyway - it's in the script. ]
[While she's following orders, she could ultimately choose not to. There were consequences if she wanted to leave the set, of course, but it's not a coercion that makes her feel trapped. Perhaps the role of power she's been propped up in also eases her discomfort.]
"I said, shut up!" [the voice-over is heated but, to Clara, it all feels a thousand miles away.]
[With careful movements she continues to drag her fingers back and forth. She had been reading about this sort of thing to be better prepared for when it happened and now she actually had a chance to try it. She slides her finger to try and feel everything hidden beneath the panties. So, in this position, the clitoris should be...]
"You're not getting out of this with words. If I had a gag you'd be biting down on it."
[The office lady should be using Red to vent her frustrations but instead Clara's venting her curiosity. The tone doesn't quite match but there is enough sexual tension to merit continuing to film.]
[ Red isn't exactly curious herself. She's done this before, after all - well, had sex with a woman. Still, there's something undeniable about the touch of another that makes her shiver. Even the oddly cool touch from her partner and erstwhile dominator. She tenses, stretching herself forward a little and rising onto the balls of her feet as she feels fingers exploring a little more through the thing cloth of the panties. And then she goes even stiffer as a fingertip brushes against the nub of her clit. It's not a total overwhelming moment, but it does send a little shock up her spine. ]
You can't do this!
[ A half whine, although it's honestly a little stilted. Not nearly as genuine as it could be. Her head drops and she takes a few deep breaths as she tries to get a hold of herself. Underneath Clara's fingers there's more slick and damp, more heat. She's responding to the touch, bit by bit. ]
Fuck-
[ The teasing is almost worse than the alternative, though. ]
I'm not - I'm not going to be quiet-! I promise you that!
[Wriothesley knows how chaotic things get when there are films to be had. Not by personal experience, given his avoidant nature. No, he has heard a lot of the happenings though, especially when Fontaine's film festival comes around. Even down in Meropide, there's a bit of titter across the inmates and staff alike.
He isn't prepared for the whirlwind of being dragged from one room to another. Make-up and costume fittings and having scripts thrusts into his hands.
There's a moment where he thinks he finally has a moment to breath when he suddenly hears the somber voice that makes the back of his hair stand. He turns and is faced with Clara, taken by surprise.] Oh, I-!
Clara Miller | Original Character/Vampire: the Masquerade | Current Character (8♥)
I. Cursed Costume of the Ghost Bride (cw: marriage, possible ghost bride noncon)
[Clara is not having a great day. As someone who purposeful neglects her appearance the glitz and glamor of this movie rush is irritating. She had woken up, moved again, much like the last time, and her hair had been styled much too much like when she was young. She was actually eager to change clothes into some sort of costume in order to get away from resembling her younger self. The costumes may be revealing but the way she was dressed before felt emotionally revealing.]
[In the costume room, though, she finds a piece that tugs at her undead heart. A wedding dress dyed in black with only the faintest traces of white still visible. The lace tinged with age but intricately and lovingly embroidered. Some bits were frayed at the edges but the main dress was intact, refusing to be damaged until it had fulfilled its purpose. Before she can even think too much about it, Clara has taken the dress for herself.]
[A bride who, for some reason, was never able to walk down the aisle and make it to her wedding night. The spirit settles in solidly when the black veil dons her head. Either in the costume room or on one of the sets, she is now as much of an apparition as the ones she used to deal with.]
You promised me. [a soft voice laced with sadness, malice, and desire. Clara isn't that good an actor.] You promised...
II. Office Space (Plus ADR Disasters) (cw: toxic workplace, played possible dubcon, femdom, possible derogatory language)
["You can't speak? That's not a problem, we've got dubbing software for that."]
[Clara had thought it would be a foolproof excuse. Instead, she's still been dressed up in a pencil skirt, stockings, blouse, and vest. The script isn't clear at all about what she's supposed to be or even what this company's job is. She had at most caught that it was a scene set in an office before the script was pulled out of her hands and handed over to the actress who would be doing her voice lines for the scene.]
[The actors are ushered into place, a scene late at night where they are the only two workers left in the office. Right, so, she's supposed to approach the other person and,]
"Did you think I would ignore that move today? Standing out so brazenly in front of the visiting director..."
[Clara blinks, startled. Oh. So, this was the kind of character she was playing? It's amazing the take can keep going with the contrast between the sultry actress voice-over and Clara's expression but... again, the plot is not the point of these films.]
"I think you need a reminder of who is in charge here."
III. Vampire's Arousing Bite (cw: trauma, blood, see note below)
[This is a macroaggression, not a microaggression.]
[Is she supposed to be grateful that the director didn't cast her as a vampire? Is she supposed to laugh and think what a good cover to be cast as the naive waif in the vampire's castle? This is, as the youth would say, bullshit. At least there's only one scene she needs to carry the candelabra and feel stressed about the flames flickering so close to her face.]
[Certainly there were kindred who lived in old, storied castles like this but they were just as likely to be at a hospital. A bookshop. A batting range after dark. It's all so ridiculous. And maybe some vampires were stupid enough to be fond of a particular drink but this torrid, trashy, erotic love story was really too much. At least she didn't have to say anything. The poor one stuck as a vampire could handle most of the dialogue.]
(ooc: note for this prompt in particular! Clara has trauma related to being bitten so anyone playing the vampire role straight may get hit or deal with her reaction. If anyone successfully bites her and consumes some of her blood they may start to feel heightened feelings/being drawn to Clara as part of a forming Blood Bond)
IV. Minor Movies (or wildcard)
[The following are basic concepts that may require more communication to flesh out the start for! Feel free to tag in writing something or contact me to figure out how we want it to play out. Also feel free to PM or reach out at
[a. Forbidden adopted family romance, in which a waif of some sort is brought into a prestigious family and then whoops they grew up Attractive.]
[b. Snow White & Evil Queen, in which two characters are highly envious of each other's looks/purity/power and can result in banging it out, weird voyeurism kink, etc]
[c. Lamb & Predator, in which we get furry with it.]
[d. omegaverse, in which this is less of a serious suggestion and more of a joke about how I'm always willing to brainstorm a thread for it.]
II
She doesn't particularly want to be doing this, but who does. She frowns and then launches into her own line. ]
Uh. I saw my chance and I took it - I didn't mean to make you look bad!
[ She almost winces. She can act. Sort of. ]
no subject
"Didn't mean to?" [A quick glance to the side, Clara gets the feeling she's supposed to step closer to the other woman. It's a stiff step but it gets the job done.]
"Do you think that makes up for it? And not even an apology from your dirty mouth!"
[Dirty mouth, so... Clara reaches up and grips the woman's chin, directing her gaze to meet hers. While she can't muster up fury and malice there is a kind of cold judgment to the dark-haired woman's eyes. The sultry tone may not match but the sharper edge just might. She brushes her thumb against the other's lip, smearing a bit of the make-up department's hard work.]
no subject
What am I supposed to say-?
[ That's actually in the script, she's not forgetting her line. Beisdes, they're helpfully feed it to her via earpiece. She stumbles over the next couple words before finding her stride again, trying to play the meeker subordinate. Although this does go a bit against her own personality... then again, acting! ]
I won't let it happen again! I promise!
no subject
"I can't trust that." [It's a remark from the actress that makes sense. This obviously wasn't something that could just be smoothed over or it wouldn't be a scene. So, then, inevitably, there was going to be some form of punishment. Clara's mind drifts to the things she'd seen since showing up here, thinking about what might be about to happen.]
"So turn around, and bend over."
[Clara's of two minds about this. It's certainly less embarrassing to not be looking her "victim" in the eyes but it was also a way they could communicate even less. She releases Red's chin in accordance with what she should be doing but the authoritative tone of the voice-over doesn't match her eyes.]
no subject
But - that's not right-!
[ She sputters, but after a moment (she's supposed to be cowed, she's reminded) she hesitantly turns and bends over the desk she's "trapped" against, glancing at Clara over her shoulder. ]
You don't have to do this- [ Not quite a deadpan. If anything it's overwrought. ]
no subject
[Clara presses a hand against Red's back. She doesn't have any real force behind it, it's simply a point of connection. People can pretend she's holding Red there, sure, but the only thing keeping Red in place was their desire to not reshoot this scene.]
"I need you to think twice about ever crossing me again."
[Now for a part that was a bit more risque. The camera drone zooms around, ready for another close-up shot as Clara's free hand goes to the zipper of the skirt. It's undone and tugged down, the fabric dropping to the floor and much more curve being exposed than Clara is used to. Now she has to... ... grope her?]
[Clara's hand is cool against Red's skin as she drifts over the exposed skin. She doesn't go for removing any more clothing just yet. This kind of touch is- really not what strangers should be doing. Yet something about how it shouldn't does make her undead heart skip a beat.]
[While the camera is focused on Red's behind, Clara does tap her finger a bit on Red's back. It's a way of apologizing without actually ruining the scene.]
no subject
Like Clara, she has no desire to have to start all over again.
She takes a breath - and then there's a cool hand against her upturned ass, the rather lacey black underwear not providing all that much coverage. There's a little noise from her - not really a squeak, but a sound of surprise and her frame shivers. There's a touch of arousal rising through the embarrassment and she can't help but half hope that it continues. At least that might make this a little more bearable. She glances over her shoulder with a slight jerk of her chin. An acknowledgement of the tap - and then she has to get her next line out. ]
I will, I promise I will-!
[ A part of her is irritated that her character is knuckling under so pathetically, but - well. She didn't write the script, did she? Her legs work a little wider, her frame dipping a little, her as sticking a little higher - the camera work focuses on that and the contrast of Clara's pale hand against the darker skin of Red's ass. ]
Please, you don't have to do this to me! [ If she could roll her eyes without getting caught, she would. ]
no subject
[It's even slightly before the cue that Clara's had brushes over the black underwear. She slides a finger under the fabric along the curve and drags it, lips parted in silent breath.]
"Shut up, giant." [The voice-over has no mercy for the easily cowed character.]
"Complaining so much even though you're wet..."
[Clara pauses. That's just the voice-over and, even if they were both trying to comply, it's not like that could just happen. She can't help but be curious, though, if there is any truth to it. The underwear snaps as she pulls her hand back. She's too shy to go all the way but instead moves her hand to touch between Red's legs. She drags two fingers along the lacy underwear, stroking back and forth, idly wondering if it would be bone dry or nor.]
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Intimacy, really. ]
I - I'm not wet-
[ The objection is only mostly in character. Despite herself, there's a touch of arousal - a rush of heat - and while she's certainly not anywhere close to being as aroused as the scenario probably wants her to be, there's a trace of heat and dampness. So at least there's that.
The touch makes her shiver and the snap of the lace makes her jump. She has to grit her teeth and put her head down, her legs spreading a little more as she works her feet apart. ]
I get your point! I understand the lesson, so please-! [ Well, she knows that won't get her particular character off the hook. But she says it anyway - it's in the script. ]
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"I said, shut up!" [the voice-over is heated but, to Clara, it all feels a thousand miles away.]
[With careful movements she continues to drag her fingers back and forth. She had been reading about this sort of thing to be better prepared for when it happened and now she actually had a chance to try it. She slides her finger to try and feel everything hidden beneath the panties. So, in this position, the clitoris should be...]
"You're not getting out of this with words. If I had a gag you'd be biting down on it."
[The office lady should be using Red to vent her frustrations but instead Clara's venting her curiosity. The tone doesn't quite match but there is enough sexual tension to merit continuing to film.]
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You can't do this!
[ A half whine, although it's honestly a little stilted. Not nearly as genuine as it could be. Her head drops and she takes a few deep breaths as she tries to get a hold of herself. Underneath Clara's fingers there's more slick and damp, more heat. She's responding to the touch, bit by bit. ]
Fuck-
[ The teasing is almost worse than the alternative, though. ]
I'm not - I'm not going to be quiet-! I promise you that!
I.
He isn't prepared for the whirlwind of being dragged from one room to another. Make-up and costume fittings and having scripts thrusts into his hands.
There's a moment where he thinks he finally has a moment to breath when he suddenly hears the somber voice that makes the back of his hair stand. He turns and is faced with Clara, taken by surprise.] Oh, I-!