"What? Do you hate it?" I asked him for a reaction. He shakes his head before standing up and walking toward me. I chuckle.
"What?! What is it?!" I playfully exclaim. He chuckles before putting his hands on my hips.
"Nothing. You just really look like Riley," He seductively tells me. I snort a laugh.
"Yeah. That's the point. That's because I am Riley," I obviously state to him. I felt a bulge as our bodies were against each other before I realized his change in behavior.
"Oh, so that's why. You're turned on by my persona," I tell him. He chuckles.
"No. I'm turned on that it's you under the mask," He tells me in a low tone. I chuckle nervously as he leans down and kisses me. He keeps his hands on my ass as he slid his tongue into my mouth. As we pulled away, I gently bit his bottom lip to which he chuckled.
"Let's make that video now," He whispers as he kisses my neck. I exude a breathy moan before stopping.
"We can't. We have to get tested first," I tell him. He looks at me, bewildered.
"Do you think I have something?" He asks. I shake my head.
"No. It's for precaution. You're supposed to do a screening before being sexually involved. Something we should've done before we even had sex the first time," I tell him. He groans in frustration.
"Okay so let's do it and then come back so I can fuck you," He impatiently tells me. I scoff before taking the mask off and fixing my hair.
"Calm down. We'll have sex soon enough. You just gotta wait a little longer. I didn't know I was so good at sex," I poke fun at his frustration. He gives me a petty smile before flicking my forehead.
"Also it's nighttime. I bet they're closed. But we can have sex unrelated to the video if you're down," I tell him. His eyebrows crease in confusion.
"What's the difference between testing with or without the video?" He asks me.
"I have to have our work stuff documented. I manage my money that way and I just need it for the file so I can have credibility with other collaborators," I tell him. His facial expression dropped.
"What do you mean other collaborators? You're planning on fucking other people on camera?" He asks me, bothered. I look at him, surprised that he's even surprised.
"Yes...? If I'm gonna do sex work, I would almost have to collab with other people for profit," I tell him. He looks at me, taken aback a bit.
"Do you want to fuck other people?" He asks. I shrug my shoulders, unsure how to answer.
"For money and the sake of my business, I'll do it," I tell him. He scoffs.
"What is it?" I ask him.
"I don't want you to fuck other people. Especially on camera," He tells me. I look at him with no certain expression.
"That's not up to you. You know what I do for work and how I do it. We're not together so I don't have to have this conversation with you," I tell him. He looks at me, frustrated.
"So when can we have this conversation? When are we gonna get there?" He asks, rushing me.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there. But as of right now, this is what I do for work. And you knew this," I tell him. He shakes his head.
"I didn't know you were gonna start fucking people for work. You haven't even done it before so how am I supposed to know this is what you do?" He asks me, annoyed.
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Still Shots. {ERENXREADER}
Fanfiction{NSFW warning for this fic!!} You sell nude photos online to pay for your expensive tuition at Paradis University. You manage to run into a good group of friends until you meet Eren Jeager, who finds out about your secret and swears to not tell anyo...
