Hey, what's up? My name is Ryder Lynn and I'm a freshman at Rutgers. I'm new to the NJ/NY area and just... trying to survive, I guess. So far, NYC is awesome. Oh, I play football for the Scarlet Knights too. Or well, I sit on a bench right now, but learning from the senior QB to hit the field next year. So... that's cool.
"I agree, I know a lot of people in my old studio had relationships, but it wasnāt with people inside their studio. I thinkā¦ if you donāt see it, maybe you can convince yourself theyāre just going to a normal job?" Ryder shrugged. "But yeah, like, dating another porn star might be...
Ryder raises his eyebrows at the assumption. He can't disagree - he doesn't think he could share his girlfriend. He had been raised with loving together parents. "Yeah, I... guess. Well, what about you? You're not the jealous type?" He asked, wanting to know more about her. Ryder really didn't know how they had gotten here, but.. He couldn't deny that the conversation was interesting at the very least.
Harmony shook her head. āItās sort of a bad idea, isnāt it? I mean, thereās the jealousy issueā¦what if one person is so insecure in the relationship that they sort of likeā¦get crazy when their partner has to film with someone else.ā She sat up and took a long drink of her wine. āThe temptation has always been there, of course, because itās so casual, but I dunnoā¦.Itās hard holding down a relationship when youāre in this business. Maybe being with someone who shares the same line of work wouldnāt be the worst ideaā¦ā
"I agree, I know a lot of people in my old studio had relationships, but it wasn't with people inside their studio. I think... if you don't see it, maybe you can convince yourself they're just going to a normal job?" Ryder shrugged. "But yeah, like, dating another porn star might be okay too... if, like, they were secure or whatever, like you mentioned, but I don't know."
Harmonyās eyes flickered down to her lap for a moment as she felt her cheeks flush a little bit red. She then met his eyes again and just watched him with this inane curiosity, and she wasnāt quite sure why she was so fascinated. āI mean, Iād assume. Whoever came up with the idea that people like watching other people doing the dirty is beyond me, but clearly it was a good idea. Sex sells.ā She bit her bottom lip. āHave I what?ā She asked curiously, unable to just let that one go.
She doesn't let it go and Ryder thinks of making up a lie, but he's never really been quick on the spot. He knows it would come out lame and she'd know better. He feels the tops of his ears heat up. "Have you ever had sex with a costar... off camera?" He asks and hopes that she doesn't think he's propositioning her. Ā At his old studio, it had been pretty taboo. A lot of the stars had families or partners outside the studio.Ā
Harmony shrugged. āI mean, thereās the distinct possibility. I mean, you seem nice enough, and youāre good looking, and Iād like to think that Iām average in that department. Who doesnāt like seeing two young, good-looking people having sex?ā She asked honestly, smirking a little at him.
"You're more than average," He tells her before he realizing it sounds a little like flirting. He tilts his head slightly before shrugging. "I'm pretty sure that's why they made porn in the first place, right?" He smiles before he rubs his hands over his jeans. "Do you... have you..." He pauses He can't ask that question, nor should he. "So, what do you do for fun?"
"Youāve seen one too many movies." She replied simply, sort of unphased by the whole thing. "Itās fine by me if itās fine by you. Iāve just sort of become numb to this whole thing. Trust me, Iām pretty hard to offend. And I think being friends first builds better chemistry when filming. Itās a lot easier to relax and just easier to handle."
"Probably," He states. She begins to talk about being numb and it's a little... saddening. Sure, this wasn't the best career choice, but... it wasn't, he felt bad that she had been hardened by it. She did have a point about the friends thing, though. At least, it made sense. "Yeah, I guess.... Do you think that we have chemistry?"
"If youāre telling me you donāt watch porn when you masturbate, Iām gonna have to call you a liar." She said simply, watching him with a sort of curiosity. "What?" She asked after a moment of silence that lasted far too long for her liking. Twirling a lock of hair around her finger, she waited for him to give some sort of answer, wondering what was on his mind.
He opened his mouth to argue, but she had a point. He frowned for a moment. "Okay... but I thought it was different for women. I thought you guys... laid in bed and thought about... love and stuff." This was so strange. He clears his throat. "I'm sorry, is this... okay to talk about? I mean, I'm not being offensive, am I? I haven't, my other studio wasn't like this. We weren't... friends."Ā
Harmony nodded. āSame for you. So, I guess filming with you could be a pleasant surprise.ā She teased, licking her lips. Harmony couldnāt help herself. The flirtation just came sort of naturally with her. She just hoped he wasnāt taken aback by it. āI donāt normally, no. I mean, Iāve watched playback on a couple of my own to make sure I look alright, but no, I donāt watch porn of people who I know.ā
Ryder raises his eyebrow at her wording. "Does that mean that you watch porn of people you don't know?" He asks before he realizes that it's a bit forward. "You don't have to answer that." He rubs his hands over his thighs, looking over at the television, wondering how they had gotten to this line of conversation.Ā
Harmony shrugged. āI mean, do what youāre comfortable with. Iād hate to see someone, who seems as nice as you do, get corrupted by the system.ā She explained, offering him a small smile, trying to keep the sweet nature she had intact. āTrust me, once I got into a couple of the harder scenes, now they just kinda push my limits a bit, like, on what I can handle.ā
"I haven't seen anything you've done," Ryder states, honestly. "I know that it's probably not a good idea. I need to do my research, but... it honestly always feels a little dirty to me." He pauses for a second. "How about you? Do you watch other people's films?"
Harmony shrugged. āNot familiar, obviously.ā She teased, reaching over and brushing a finger along his cheek, mildly aware that she probably shouldnāt touch him. Maybe he shouldnāt be touched. āYour awkwardness is adorable. Probably gets you those really sweet scenes. I donāt get too many of those.ā
Ryder lets her touch for a moment before he pulls away. "I had some of those scenes at my own studio. I'm trying to... get more edgy?" He makes a face before he smiles. "I guess I don't really scream hardcore, do I?" He shrugged. "I guess that I should just try to be authentic."
Harmony smiled. āIt actually came basically furnished, I got lucky. I replaced the mattress and bought my own towels and sheets, but yeah, this place doesnāt suck.ā She said with a small laugh, rolling onto her stomach so that she could see him better. āI do alright. I think itās a commonly known fact that women make more doing adult films than men do. So thereās that.ā She shrugged, biting her bottom lip. āIām allowed to negotiate my appearances in my contract after a year, providing I do well. So, when I reach that milestone, then Iāll be able to hopefully do as I please.ā
"Oh really? I hear gay male porn stars make pretty decent money too. Gay sex... totally becoming a hit." He says before he thinks about it and laughs. "This is like, the weirdest conversation, but... I think you guys deserve the extra money. I mean,..." He flushes when he realizes he was about to talk about her vagina and yeah, he's not going there. Ā He clears his throat, deciding to change the subject to other acting gigs.
"Yeah? That's... great. Maybe you can use your contacts here to get in some where you get to keep your clothes on."
Harmony listened, nodding when it was appropriate. āIām from Oregon, initially. So itās not that far, but still, it has nothing on L.A.ā She explained, blue eyes casting behind her so that she could look over at him. He was cute, she had to admit, and filming with him would probably be really nice. But that was the problem, she supposed. He seemed too nice to be in porn. He didnāt have that..look about him. But perhaps she was underestimating him. āWhat about you, where did you call home?ā
"Nebraska," He tells her before sipping his beer. "...There's really nothing else to say about it," He jokes before spinning the beer against his thigh. "I hear Oregon is awesome though... but then again, it might just because I've watched a couple episodes of Portlandia." He mused before looking around. "You have a nice place... so I guess, all in all, you're doing pretty good, right? Are you still looking for non-porn acting gigs or.. is it in your contract that you cant?"Ā
Harmony nodded. āIāve lived in California forā¦just under a year? Came here to be an actress. Of course.ā She said with a roll of the eyes. Thatās generally how girls ended up in the porn industry, wasnāt it? They come to act and when they couldnāt find work right away, or at least not paid well enough to support themselves, turn to porn, since the money was really good.
She led the two of them to her living room, and after putting her glass of wine down on the coffee table, flopped down on the L-shaped couch, taking about half of it. āMake yourself at home.ā She explained, her legs sort of dangling over the arm rest on one side.
Ryder nodded. "Cool, cool. I've been here since I graduated high school. Came with a friend. His brother lived out here," Ryder explained before lingering. He watched as Harmony laid on the couch, following the length of her legs before he raised his chin slightly at her request. He flopped down at the end of the couch, giving her plenty of room.
"Do you like it here? Where were you from originally?"
Harmony laughed. āI turned 21 last month. I know, baby face and all, it seems to sell well, so I have to take care of myself with that whole thing.ā She explained, nodding when he asked for a beer. āYeah, I have some.ā She replied, opening up the fridge and bending so she could look towards the back. She wasnāt a beer drinker, but she was sure her ex boyfriend had left some there. Finding where they were stashed, she removed one and grabbed a bottle opener, cracking it open before handing it over to him. āI have glasses if you want it in a glass.ā She offered with a shrug. Licking her lips, she debated what to say next.
"I figure we could watch a movie or something? Or we could just talk? I know weāre filming together at some point, and I donāt know about you, but I donāt think we should be complete strangers when we have to likeā¦be intimate." She explained.
Ryder doesn't mean to look as she bends, but.. it's instinct and he manages to pull his eyes away before he gets caught. "Thanks," He mumbles before shaking his head, "This is great, thanks." He repeats before a slightly awkward pause sets in.Ā
"Sure...yeah, that makes sense. Maybe we could talk a little and then watch a movie? If... we have time. Have you been here long? Like, the studio, I mean. Not the city --- unless you're new to the city too?"Ā
At the knock on the door, Harmony stopped what she was doing immediately. She made sure she looked alright in a hallway mirror, and then headed over to the door, her heels clicking on the wood floor. Opening up, she smiled at the boy across from her. āYou must be Ryder, Iām Harmony. Come in.ā She offered, moving out of the way so that he could do just that.
Once he was in and her door was closed and locked, she turned back to face him. āCan I get you anything? A drink? Soda, water, alcohol? Iāve got a little of everything.ā She explained, heading back to the kitchen to fetch whatever he decided he wanted. While she waited for him to make a choice, she poured herself a glass of wine, taking a small sip of it and offering him a small smile.
Ryder waved awkwardly as she introduced herself before slipping inside. He glanced around her place before shoving his hands into his pockets, turning towards her as she spoke. Ā "Are you..." He followed her as she walked further inside the apartment. "even old enough for alcohol?" He asked. He knew that she had to be 18 -- legal age of consent -- but he always knew about men and their teen-fetishes, so... he just wanted to make sure.Ā
"Beer, if you have it," He says after a moment, not wanting things to be awkward, since she was already drinking.Ā
Harmony was always one to want to make people feel at home, so of course she had to invite him over. But what was expected of her? Sure, they were both porn stars, she was relatively new, but not inexperienced, and as for him, well, she wasnāt sure. But inviting him over for, in her own words, āwhateverā, was probably too vague of an invite. It was no wonder he told her yes. Well, whatever did or didnāt happen, she was going to be prepared.Ā
The girl got dressed into a pair of black leggings and a long top, slipping into black leather boots with a bit of a heel on them. She wasnāt the tallest, but he didnāt Ā need to know that. After blowing out her hair and doing her makeup, she decided that it was the best she could do, and while she waited, she went to the kitchen to prepare snacks.
His last studio had been a place to work and work only -- he had never received an invitation from a co-worker before. Not that people hadn't been nice, he just guessed it was a different atmosphere or whatever. But when Harmony -- he wonders if that's her real name -- invites him to come over, he agrees, because why not? Ryder - and yes, that was his real name - didn't have many friends here in the city and... well, while the money was good, the lifestyle could be a little lonely.Ā
He checks the address one last time in his phone before he decides to knock, twice, and wait for the woman to answer. He wasn't really expecting much of anything, especially not sex. He didn't even know her real name and in the industry, you have to be safe, if you want to continue to make those paychecks.Ā
Plot: Ryder, a college freshman football rookie gets set up with Harmony. He currently knows very little.
Warnings: Will eventually contain adult themes
Harmony was trying her best to take her time, to keep from taking over, to just ease into it for him, but then she felt the metaphorical slam on the brakes. He couldnāt go through with it, and though that was sort of expected, it was still shocking. Was something wrong with her? She expected not, since none of her other clients have ever seem to have had a problem.Ā It took her a minute to realize that he was the one freaking out, he was too nervous, too nice, and she realized that no amount of sweet talk was gonna get the results that were expected of both of them. But what he suggested next sort of threw her.
"Lookā¦" She started, exhaling a deep breath. "I justā¦I donāt know if thatās the best idea. I canāt leave my job, so Iād probably be doing this sort of thing with other men, and no guy Iāve ever gone on a non work related thing with has been able to handle that, no matter how many times they say they can." Harmony traced shapes on the bedspread absentmindedly, avoiding looking him in the eyes. "Itās not that I donāt want to, I just have had a lot of bad experiences in the past, and you deserve better than to take someoneā¦usedā¦out." That word. Used. It demeaned her, but she said it, so she supposed she deserved that. Itās not like it wasnāt true.
She turns him down -- of course. He isn't surprised, but then... it changes into something that he wasn't expecting. He looks like back at her with a frown. He understood the thing about ... dating someone who did this. Could he do it, like, long-term? ...Probably not. He had his life to think about. Ā But, he didn't like how she called herself "used", Ā it made him feel... sad for her.Ā
"I'm not...,like, asking for you to be my girlfriend. I.. don't want to be... mean, but... I'm probably -- definitely going to be the starting QB for a ...decently known college program - they get on TV, sometimes. So, I have to have...." He frowned. "A good image? If I wanna go to, like, the pros, so..." he chewed on his bottom lip. "Not-not, that I think what you do is... wrong, but... people... people wouldn't... you know, so.. I was just... thinking, we could have fun? Like, go to dinner and talk and... be friends... but I pay for your meal and maybe, kiss, sometimes when you're not busy." God, that was even worse than asking her for a date. He runs his fingers through his hair. "Or not, It's okay. I was, I don't want to waste your time, so... if you wanna go....I can just..." He reaches into his pocket for the cash, unsure of how much he actually needs to give her.Ā
Plot: Ryder, a college freshman football rookie gets set up with Harmony. He currently knows very little.
Warnings: Will eventually contain adult themes
The girl stayed close for a long few moments, not keeping track of the time or how long she was going to stay there. She was trying to gauge him, to get a feel for what he was thinking. He wasnāt going to outright say what he wanted, she should have been able to figure that out on her own, but maybe in his looks, in his motions, she could try and see where his boundaries were.Ā
When he kissed her, all thoughts of how she was going to try to get what his friends out of them went away. She knew she was going to have to take it super slow, or at what ever speed he was going to want to go, but she couldnāt just jump his bones, could she? Returning the kiss, she brought a hand to his cheek, brushing her fingertips along the warm skin and along his jaw, gently trying to keep him with her. A big part of her wanted to move over him and take charge, but she held back. This had to be special for him.
The kiss wasn't anything spectacular - definitely not his best, but it's nice. She's nice. She smells good and she's pretty and... yet, it still feels wrong. He couldn't pay a girl to be his first. It was... dirty. He knew that she didn't have to sleep with him, if she didn't want to. That this wasn't a prostitution thing, but the implications were still there. He was still paying her for "a good time", sexy times or not... and everyone who really ordered an "escort" were just trying to get a prostitute without the bad implications of it, right? He pulls back from the kiss, but not from her touch.Ā
"I can't do this," He whispers. "And it's not because of you," He kisses her again, just to prove his point. He liked kissing her. He would like doing... all those things with her. He would definitely like it. "I don't want you to...Ā haveĀ to have sex with me. And I know, you don't, but you're still.... being paid to be here and..." He gives her a half smile with a tiny bit of a shrug. "I just... It's not... me." His eyes run over her face before he licks his lips. "But... I, maybe... maybe I could... take you out.... if, if you'd like to hang out with me when... I'm not paying you too?" He crinkled his nose at how that sounds before thinking about it again. This girl got paid to hang out with... anyone... and it wasn't like she wasn't expensive, either. God, he was an idiot. "Not - not that you, I won't be offended if you say no, I know you must, like, hang out in much better places that I could take you. These guys must like, some people take you - escorts - to, like, events and... cool places and not - not like... Olive Garden, or something."Ā
He moves to sit up, rubbing the back of his neck. He felt like an idiot. Not only was he still a virgin and staying one, but he had just asked an escort on, like, a date and he was definitely about to get turned down -- and then he was still going to have to pay her for the embarrassment. Yep, today was great. Just. Awesome.Ā
