excuse me did you see rainer dawn hanging around palmwood studios? oh no, that was karter kinecaid, the twenty-one year old who plays joshua gilly on the vampire books. yeah, you know rumour has it they’re manipulative and vindictive , but their fans all say they’re selfless and charitable. the soundtrack to their life would probably be conceited by sza, and when i think of them, i think of plaid buttonups, polaroid film, designer sunglasses . ( male, he/him ) ( sunset, he/him, 21, cst)
under the cut is a full breakdown and introduction into the self-proclaimed heartthrob of the vampire books, karter kinecaid. i am open for plots and interactions as well. if you want to plot, don’t be afraid to message me.
full name: karter kinecaid
nicknames: kart, cade, the x factor
age: twenty-one
gender & pronouns: cismale. he/him
face claim: rainer dawn
sexuality: homosexual
eye color: blue
hair color: dishwater blonde
height: 6′0″
date of birth: june 26th, 2001
zodiac sign: cancer
occupation: actor
relationship status: single
notable exes: none
hometown: los angeles, california
"yo, it’s karter here, you might already know who i am since i’m on your tv every week as joshua gilly. you know, the vampire books, the only show worth watching. you’re a fan, i know. anyway, since you’re here and you obviously want to know a little more about me . . . let’s talk about the most important person on this planet — me. if you didn’t know, i was born and raised right here in los angeles. i had a pretty dope upbringing, man. my mom and current manager was this kick-ass lawyer and we had this house on the beach that had a beautiful view of the ocean. i’d wake up to the smell of seasalt and eggs. my mom is an amazing cook, you should try some of her sushi — it’s out of this world. anyway, i didn’t always want to be an actor but after i got this standing ovation during an elementary school play, she insisted that i didn’t waste my talent. i started doing bit roles and commercials while attending high school. as you can imagine, people started treating me like shit cause i was quite popular. so, i got into my fair share of fights and won a good bulk of them but i’d be lying if i said i didn’t get my ass handed to me a few times. after a while, my mom pulled me out and homeschooled me so that i could focus on my career.
i ended up landing this reoccurring role on this small teen drama as the boyfriend of this one male character and that was how i found out i was gay. i dated my co-star for a few months before we ended things due to me leaving the series. i guess you could say he was my first experience in dating in the industry. it was fun but he was the star of the show so you can imagine all the tabloids and media attention. he was a sweet guy but i didn’t want to well-known for being someone’s boyfriend. i needed my own spotlight. after that, i did a few more bit roles until i graduated high school. it was shortly after that my mom managed to get the script for the pilot for the vampire books and the rest is history. working at palmwood is definitely interesting . . . it’s not for the faint of heart. if you don’t have a passion to be the best of the best, you will not last. oh . . . the rumors, you want to talk about the rumors. well, i can confirm anything or my mom will have my head but i am a wild child. i do whatever i feel like and fuck the consequences. it’s put a bit of a target on my back but you only live once, right? anyway, it looks like our time is up. thanks for stopping by for this exclusive interview. make sure you watch the vampire books exclusively on the palmwood studios app.”
- He is somewhat stable but does have moments were his temperamental and will lash out at anyone.
- He likes to think that he’s the topic of every conversation and doesn’t like to be told otherwise.
- Has a habit of staring at others while dating and has a hard time being faithful, though very good at hiding his indiscretion.
- He has a bit of a strained relationship with his mother due to him wanting to expand his resume and her preventing him from doing so.
- He can be very friendly and sociable, but he has a very dark, calculating, and dark side to him.
“Are you calling me a villain? Or a bitch?” she asked, pretending to be offended by the statement. It didn’t bother her though. Kathy was rather easy for her to portray at times. “Shh. You’re not supposed to just announce it like that. I have an image to protect.” Not that she cared much. Sure, she didn’t like people knowing her issues with commitment, but only because they asked too many questions. “You very much are. And yes I am because I know exactly what you are doing wrong.” Aline smacked his arm when he brought up her own issues, trying to quiet him down. “Shush you! That has nothing to do with your issues.” Despite how much Karter tried to help her open up, she was adamant about not doing so. “Thank god. I might have to start judging you if you agreed to something like that.”
“when it comes to kathy, that’s literally splitting hairs.” he answered, rolling his eyes at her faux behavior. it wasn’t a knock at her talent at all, kathy was a rather popular character and ali’s portrayal of her has been praised for a while. “announce? it’s not like i tweeted about it or shouted it out in a megaphone. trust me, your image is fine.” truthfully, he’d end up in a tabloid for kicking someone’s ass if they ever disrespected her. they had played siblings for so long that karter considered her his actual sister. he’d do whatever to protect her. but that also meant her wanted to see her happy. her issues with commitment were blocking her for achieving that, at least to him. he let out a wince and rubbed his arm as she smacked his arm. “okay, ouch. who said we were talking about my issues anyway?” they shared the resentment that came whenever the other tried to help. he loved her dearly but there was no way he’d take her advice when she was literally just as dysfunctional in that department as him. “nah, if i do end up with a boyfriend, she’ll find someway to ruin it with her constant status updates and instagram post.”
she's just a little bit drunk and a little sweaty as she flops on a sofa , makeup intact & glitter still glistening on her tanned skin , one leg tucking underneath her . her life's pretty busy as of late despite her tour being over , but she likes being on the move : from one city to the next , parties , adoring fans , free drinks .... it's truly a life she wanted , a life of a pop star . ❝ i want to be kissed , ❝ cassie declares with a disappointed sigh , not really to anyone around in particular , more to the universe itself . ❝ it's a crime i don't have anyone kissing me , ❝ she continues , before finally making eye contact with the person sitting beside her . ❝ don't you agree ? ❝
karter watched as cassie, a little tipsy and adorned with remnants of a vibrant night, plopped down on the sofa. Her makeup remained intact, and the lingering traces of glitter shimmered on her tanned skin. With one leg tucked underneath her, she exuded an air of both exhaustion and exhilaration.
life had been a whirlwind for cassie lately, and karter had been following her every move. honestly, he missed his best friend but she had turned into such an icon of the years and he didn’t want to be selfish by asking her to step away from it all just to satisfy his desire to never be alone. besides, the parties, vip treatment and watching her perform on stage was a great trade-off. he knew it was the life she had always wanted, something they talked about when they were kids.
"hey, don’t look at me. i love you but you’d hardly enjoy it.," karter teased, his voice carrying a tinge of playfulness. he knew her statement wasn’t directed at anyone in particular, especially him given his sexual orientation. but, he wouldn’t be him if he didn’t address it with just a bit of playfulness. it was something she had definitely grew accustom to in the years they’ve known each other.
karter, now sitting beside her, met cassie's gaze as their eyes locked. there was a shared understanding between them, a silent acknowledgment of the yearning that cassie expressed. a soft smile played on karter's lips as they responded to her inquiry.
"why don’t we go out to a club or something? we can make the boys drool and i can be your wingman like the good old days." karter's question hung in the air, seeking validation from the person beside him. his voice, laced with a hint of amusement, matched her playful tone.
the manner in which karter’s voice booms out into the room they’re in, demands dominance. and although he’s all for a back and forth battle in which they climb that mountain; it’s incredibly hard for him to not want to submit. to give into everything that them male opposite claims he can be. “ can you do that? ” tyler questions, teeth clamping down on his bottom lip. “ i’ll be the judge of that… ” they tangle within each other both figuratively and literally, whispers of chuckles barely audible as he took a moment to glance at the mess they’d left in their chaotic wake. it was something he could get used to.
truly, he didn’t need a confession… nor had he been waiting for one. they’d both clearly communicated their deep desire for each other through their lustful, demanding physicality. and he was more than keen on acting on it. time was ticking, and he was as eager as karter.
“ fuck… you’re so sexy. ” he finally lowers a part of his wall, allowing a compliment to ring out into the air as his palms grabbed eagerly at the bottom of the shirt karter had been wearing. stripping him out of it before his head craned forth. “ i want you to ruin me. ” he teased, as he began a lustful assault of kisses trailing around his pecs and collar bone.
and whilst he gave karter a peak into the dirty thoughts which spooled in his mind, he continued with stripping away the frustrating barriers of clothing that lay between them. while refusing to let up from their deeply rooted kiss they’d been trapped in for some time now.
karter's voice reverberated through the room, commanding dominance and leaving no room for doubt. the back and forth banter with tyler fueled his desire for a passionate exchange, the urge for tyler’s eventual surrender was great. he wanted nothing more than for the male to allow himself to embrace the moment of pure sexual gratification.
tyler's inquiry hung in the air, his own teeth clamping down on his bottom lip, a nervous anticipation evident in his eyes. karter smirked, savoring the challenge. "you’re free to be the judge, babe. don’t hold back." he responded, their words intertwining figuratively and literally.
they shared a momentary glance, acknowledging the chaotic mess they had created in their wake. It was a sight that pleased karter, something he could easily grow accustomed to. the tangled aftermath mirrored their intense desire for one another, and the barely audible whispers of chuckles filled the room.
he was bound to confess everything just to get more of him, but their profound longing had been communicated through their passionate physicality. karter reveled in their shared lust, eager to act upon it as time ticked away. just like tyler, he was impatient for what lay ahead.
"you’re so breathtakingly beautiful, you know that?" karter finally relented, lowering a part of his own emotional barrier, allowing a genuine compliment to escape his lips. His palms grasped eagerly at the bottom of tyler's shirt, swiftly stripping it away as his head leaned forward. "i’m going to destroy every inch of your body," he teased, planting a series of lustful kisses that trailed along tyler's pecs and abdomen.
As he was granted a glimpse into the man’s darkest desires, he continued his fervent quest to remove the frustrating barriers of clothing separating them. they refused to break free from their deeply rooted kiss, locking lips in an unyielding embrace that had held them captive for an extended period.
Their bodies entwined, a dance of passion and longing, as they embarked on a journey driven by their insatiable hunger for one another. Time stood still in that moment, and Karter was fully immersed in the electrifying connection they shared, determined to explore the depths of their desires without hesitation.
tyler had been enjoying the game they were playing with each other, two co-stars who had personalities that could either collide and clash. or mend beautifully, they’d been walking the fine line between the both up until now. when the energy in the room had changed.
the sound of the set being moved around could still be heard, the break room hadn’t been too far away. yet the sounds are just an after thought in his head, the only thing he could think about right now was karter. standing before him, captured in all his glory. there’s nothing more that tyler wants to think about, and its in moments like this that he shuts his brain off to the possible consequences. desire takes over.
he doesn’t care to retort to the bigger man comment, but the confidence that karter speaks with is almost offensive. “ no, let me make it clear. ” he spoke with clarity in his voice, a husky confidence. “ i can give you what you want, and more. so don’t be fuckin’ stupid. ”
his breathes grew shorter and shorter as he watched the male opposites larger palm collide with the wall next to him, and then the tense space between them dissipated. finally, their lips met. and the kiss is gentle at first. but tyler wants more. he deepens it, that grasp on karter’s forearm tightened.
they move with each other and cause a bit of a ruckus, bumping into a table and pushing several script books off of it. “ aren’t you a little fuckin’ eager, huh? ” as if he wasn’t himself… he noted with a grin, between kisses.
karter's mind buzzed with electric anticipation as he delved deeper into their passionate encounter. this game they had been playing, the dance between collision and harmony, had reached a crescendo, and the room seemed to fade away, leaving only tyler in his field of vision.
the distant sounds of the set being rearranged became mere whispers, overshadowed by the overwhelming presence of Tyler before him, captivating him with every move. there was nothing else karter wanted to think about in that moment. consequences and rationality were abandoned as desire took over, a powerful force guiding their actions.
tyler's remark about the bigger man didn't warrant a retort from karter. instead, it fueled his confidence, amplifying his voice as he spoke with unwavering clarity, his words dripping with a husky allure. "no, let me make it clear," karter asserted, his eyes locked with tyler's. "i can give you everything you crave and more. so don't underestimate what I'm capable of."
as their breaths mingled and grew shallower, karter felt a surge of exhilaration. he observed with a mixture of anticipation and satisfaction as tyler's hand collided with the , shattering the remaining tension between them. the space that once felt suffocating now dissipated, leaving room for the fiery connection that ignited between their lips.
their kiss began gently, an exploration of shared desire, but it wasn't enough for Tyler. Karter could sense his hunger for more, and he willingly obliged, deepening the kiss with an intensity that mirrored their escalating passion. In response, tyler's grip on his forearm tightened, fueling the magnetic pull between them.
their movements became a dance, reckless yet perfectly synchronized. they bumped into a nearby table, causing a cascade of script books to tumble to the floor, a testament to the chaos they unleashed in their fervor. karter couldn't help but let out a playful grin, momentarily breaking their kiss to voice his amusement.
"the only thing i’m eager about is getting those clothes off that gorgeous body of yours." he teased, his voice filled with a mixture of amusement and desire. in that moment, karter realized that tyler had shed his inhibitions, allowing his true desires to come to the forefront. it was a thrilling revelation, one that fueled karter's own hunger as they resumed their passionate embrace.
tyler didn’t exactly expect karter to turn back around, and he was more than prepared to go on about his day. although he itched for the attention, especially because karter had riled him up to this point. the halting of the other male only widened that smile, and he watched closely as he came closer and closer. “ really? i have a hard time believing that you can fuck me into submission, considering just one comment had you retreating to the fuckin’ shadows.” comment after comment, sly and with the intent of pushing his buttons where he could. there were a few steps backwards as karter came forth, backing up until his back was pressed against a wall. one he’d intentionally backed them up towards, setting the scene. “ so the translation is, you kiss up to your fans. mine kiss up to me, so i don’t have to do more press than i want to. sounds like you’re building a fanbase, opposed to my established one. ” his breath hitched, karter making it more difficult to not want to be railed… “ i’m confident i’d want more than you could give. ” his palm reached out to brush against karter’s, before a grasp on his forearm tugged him closer. “ so what are we doing, then? huh? ”
karter felt a surge of satisfaction as tyler reacted to his unexpected decision to turn back around. he had been prepared to continue about with his day, but the fact that tyler had managed to rile him up to this point made Karter crave the attention even more. The sight of Tyler halting in his tracks only fueled Karter's growing excitement, and he observed with a mix of anticipation and amusement as he slowly approached him.
a mischievous grin played on karter's lips as he listened to tyler's response. each comment tyler made, filled with sly intent to provoke, only served to fuel karter's desire to push back even further. Karter took a few more deliberate steps backward, a devilish grin forming on his visage as the shorter male’s back connected with the wall behind him. it was a scene karter wasn’t expecting to be set up, an intimate setting being created for what was about to unfold.
with a confident demeanor, karter responded to tyler's translation of the situation. "You're right," he stated, his voice filled with conviction. "i do kiss up to my fans because they make the time to show me love and support my career. neglecting your fans doesn’t mean yours is established. it means that you’ve lost your connection with them. and also, i wasn’t running from the shadows. i was being the bigger man. something you don’t know a damn thing about." The words lingered in the air, charged with a mix of superiority and desire.
karter's breath hitched as tyler's presence made it increasingly difficult to resist the growing attraction between them. "but let me make it clear," karter continued, his voice laced with undeniable confidence. "i’m confident that my desires would exceed anything you could possibly offer."
As their palm brushed against each other, a jolt of electricity shot through his veins. the firm grasp on tyler's forearm pulled him closer, intensifying the connection between them. karter met tyler's gaze, a mixture of challenge and anticipation in his eyes.
"well, i know what i’m doing." karter's voice was a low whisper, conveying a sense of adventure and longing. the space between them crackled with unspoken desire, awaiting a decision on how to proceed. karter placed a hand on the wall near tyler’s head before leaning in and connecting their lips together in a gentle kiss.
immediately, he could tell he struck a nerve. he hadn’t meant it with any negative intent, of course… just to rile karter up, and there’s a sparkle in his eyes when he feels the energy in the room shift. his gaze narrows aswell, challenging the male opposite as he reclined into the couch coushins he’d been lounging in. “ didn’t ask for an olive branch to fuck you, did i ask to fuck you? think you’re hearing shit, buddy. ” his fists tensed at the cushion’s he sat on. “ a man of my stature? oh so you’re a bottom. man of your stature bottoming? what a fuckin’ shame, since we’re gonna pick at each others stature. what are we, in fuckin’ high school? ” he scoffed, shaking his head a few times. “ you have the bigger fanbase and more fan engagement? don’t know what polls you’re reading. but that’s just no fuckin’ true. ” he rose up and then was brushed into, his jaw tensed and he figured he’d let karter go. but he doesn’t need drama, yet. “ really struck a nerve, huh? if you’re so fuckin’ confident, then chill out. things were just getting good. ”
he wanted to just walk away and return to studying his lines but this guy just didn’t know when to shut up. but, there was a part of him that was attracted to this. the fact that tyler wasn’t backing down and matching his wit, it was alluring. he liked being challenged. his sneakers squeaked against the tile floor as he paused after hearing tyler mention things were just getting good between them. “you know what?” he said with a quick pause, turning on his heels to stare over at the attractive male, “i’m not a bottom. i’ll bottom if i feel like it but i prefer fucking my men into submission. and are you seriously saying that because i’m tall that i can’t bottom cause that’s incredibly idiotic.” he followed his words by taking a few steps closer to the male. “you don’t do half of the press junkets or interviews that i do, tyler. the fans love me because i take the time to engage with them. so, yes, it’s fucking true.” he rose a hand up and brushed a few strands of tyler’s hair from his face. there really wasn’t any need for drama, especially since he wasn’t exactly looking to hate the other. though, hate sex is the best kind of sex. “i’m confident that i’d paint my bedroom with your body before leaving you a sweat-soaked mess on my mattress. just like i’m confident that you want it just as much as i do.”
“Maybe not yours, but mine keep me very warm. Especially my constant fuck buddies. Mafe’s bed is very, very warm,” she bragged, tossing her long hair over her shoulder. Mafe was one of her repeat fuck buddies who she didn’t mind sleeping over with. Hell, she probably spent too much time to the woman, but she was magnetic. “I’m sure you could convince the producers to keep them on a little longer. You are incredibly charming,” she pointed out, resting her arm on his shoulder. “It wouldn’t be all sex and no feelings if you would tell them how you feel. How are they supposed to know you like them? Telepathy?” Aline knew his bad habit with men just like he knew hers. “PR relationships are so weird. You’re not going to actually do it, right?”
“see, this is why you portray kathy so well. and you know i can see through that bullshit, right?” he boasted, fingers combing through his dishwater blonde locks. he grinned when heard the name mafe, the name sounding familiar to him only due to their constant late night conversations. truthfully, karter knew that ali was fooling everyone else into thinking she was happy with her current situation but he knew the truth. “i am charming, aren’t i?” he agreed, “are you really coaching me about to get into a relationship? ms. scared of commitment? the minute a guy or girl gets too close, you drop them like new single. maybe tear down the barb wire around your heart and let someone love you.” his usual coaching rearing its ugly head, “no, i’m not going to do it. the sex would dry as hell and i’m not about to have weak climaxes cause she wants more money in her pocket.”
tyler sits there in amusement, mostly at the fact that not only was he seamlessly matching karter’s energy. but it was being returned. and he was never one to not seize an opportunity to run his mouth. there was an exaggerated guilty shrug of his shoulders as he reclined further into his seat. what karter says next has him tilt his head, a gentle shake of it coming before he kissed his teeth. “ coming from the guy boasting about his sexual prowess, not even five seconds ago? ” tyler nodded his head a few times. “ bit ironic, isn’t it? believe it or not, i’m a hands on learner. words mean fuck all. anyone can speak, most people can’t last as long as i need them to. guys like you. ” he retorts, his eyes looking karter over once more before snatching the script right out of his hands with entitlement. “ right, you’re more of a background character. ” he noted, shit eating grin as wide as ever.
if there was ever a time he wanted to hit a co-star, it was now. a background character? karter had worked his ass off over the course of the series to stand out, even with the shitty writing and the lack of direction for his character. who the fuck was he to call him a background character? his eyes narrow, arms folding over his muscular pecs. this was war now cause he definitely wasn’t about to let him disrespect his craft in such a manner. “boasting isn’t the word i’d use. just because i was talking about it doesn’t mean there was an olive branch for you to fuck me.” karter rolled his eyes, “i could give you a map to my prostate and you’d still miss the mark. i highly doubt a man of your stature could measure up to the competition. and for the record, i don’t have an off switch, you could rail me all night and i’d ask for more.” he fires back, his hand reaching out to snatch the script back for his entitled hands. “background character with bigger fanbase and more fan engagement. aren’t you supposed to be one of the main stars of the series and you’re dead last in the popular character poll? sounds like you’re not doing your job to me.” he stated, brushing past him while carelessly bumping him with his shoulder.
as he typically does upon his first encounter with anyone new, he sizes them up. eyes trailing up and down his body, analyzing him — trying to understand his motives, if there were any. and whether they were positive or negative. the confidence that radiates from the male opposite is intriguing, however. his bottom lip is caught between his teeth for a moment, and his tongue trails across them. “ many have tried and not succeeded? ” he laughs again. “ nobody’s me. so that’s just a pointless fuckin’ comparison to make, isn’t it. ” it was much less a question, than it was a statement. his hand waved as if to say he remembered. “ tyler, that’s me… yeah. right, no we haven’t been on together yet. probably because you’re behind on that script, huh? ”
the boldness of tyler’s response made karter’s ears perk up. for as long as he had been on set, he hadn’t met anyone who could match his energy. karter had confidence for days and it showed not only on screen but off as well. he knew he was attractive, rich, and popular. most men killed to be in the same room with him but there was something about tyler that he just knew that none of that was going to matter to him. honestly, it made him even more attractive. a scoff of amusement poured from his pink lips followed by a quick tilt of his head. “it was a simply slip of the tongue but you capitalized on the opportunity to be a dick about it.” he chuckles softly, “nobody’s you? i’ve seen many guys like you. all talk then major disappointment.” it was his attempt to bruise his ego. his eyes traveling up and down the male’s slightly slender frame while flashing his signature flirty grin. “i’m not that behind. half the script is about ella and samuel. i’d rather not bore myself with scenes that i’m going to watch being filmed later on.”
𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, he tilted his sunglasses up a little bit as to catch a better glimpse of the male speaking. it brought a rather subtle chuckle out of him, before his eyes followed the line of males walking out. karter made a good point, because tyler caught himself staring endlessly in appreciation. “ can’t really blame you, being on a set like this? i’d have been through half the cast already, probably. but feel free to drop your urges on me, i can handle you. ” a smirk comes to his face, before he finally caught a glimpse of karter. “ nah man, i’m just popping in before i head home. thought i’d see what’s up. you’re karter, right? ”
intrigued, his orbs shifted upwards as the sunglasses moved on the male’s face. from what he could see, this guy was incredibly alluring. there was shirtless guys all around him but now his attention had been called away. the chuckle from the other caused one to erupt from his own, followed back a shy little rub to the skin of the back of his neck. it was weird but when the man’s eyes shifted to observe the other males around them, a little fire started brewing in his chest. was it possible he was jealous? no, they had just met . . . it wouldn’t be right for those kind of feelings to be manifesting already. “i mean it’s not like it’s always like this. besides, my manager has been riding me about not mixing business with pleasure . . . not that i’m listening. oh, you can handle me? many have tried, not have succeeded.” a grin graces his features, “yeah, i’m karter, wait . . . you’re tyler, right? we’re on the same show but i don’t think we’ve shared the screen together yet.”
“But that does make the one night stands so much easier,” Ali pointed out, wiggling her fingers at one of them that was leaving now. Clearly Palmwood found attractiveness pretty important when it came to the shows. “Don’t you mean a casting couch like in those awful pornos,” she teased, bumping her arm against Karter’s. She outright laughed as he eyed up more guys like he was at a dessert bar and they were the last piece of chocolate cheesecake. Probably the same way she looked at some of the men and women herself. “Like I’m not used to it. Unfortunately I don’t have anyone on my speed dial that is your type right now, so I guess we’ll have to go out and find you someone.”
“one night stands don’t always keep you warm at night, ali.” karter retorted with grinning, watching her wave at one guy in particular as he exited out the lobby. sex appeal wasn’t a huge selling point for their show but that didn’t stop the studio from casting the most beautiful people on the planet. “no, they’d make me feel like some harvey weinstein creep. besides, in order for it to work as a casting couch, i’d have to have the ability to get them a better role and i don’t have that kind of power.” he sighed, rolling his eyes as she bumped him with her arm. hearing her laugh triggered one of his own, it was main thing he loved about being around her. her laugh as made everything better, even when he felt like shit at times. he knew that both has bad luck when it comes to getting into relationships, though their reasonings were on opposite sides of the spectrum. “yeah, you know that’s not going to end well, right? it’s going to be months of passionate sex and then nothing. it’s like these guys are incapable of seeing how much of a desirable catch i am. not the mention, my mom has been breathing down my neck about forming some kind of power couple for more exposure.”
“they’ve got to stop hiring all these deathly attractive guys just for them to shoot for one day and then leave.” his orbs scanning over the palmwood studio lot, his mind on everything other than reading over his script. “i’m trying really hard not to turn the couch in my dressing room into a welcome wagon but damn . . . “ he finished his statement with a grin and groaned to himself as a crowd of shirtless men strolled back him, his teeth tearing at his lower lip in an effort to keep his desires from taking him over. “you know i haven’t learned one scene of my script yet. i’m fully checked out right now. i need to be under a man like asap.” his eyes finally shifting over to the other and chuckling with a bit of embarrassment. “oh, sorry. i didn’t mean to just drop my sexual urges on you. what’s up? did you need me for something?”
