Chapter 179: Winning An Academy Award For An AV Video!

Chapter 179: Winning An Academy Award For An AV Video!

After stopping at a Star Dollars for two coffees and pastries, I made my way to the Jefferson Tower luxury apartment building.

I got off at the highest thirtieth floor, where the most luxurious of the four top living spaces are located. I greeted the two security guards stationed there to deal with reporters or fans. Management had installed security before the elevator, but some reporters are sneaky. They would even rent an apartment on a lower floor just to bypass the first line of defense.

Passing by crew members setting up equipment and marking the floor positions, I made my way toward a brown-haired woman reading her script at the dining-room table.

When Ana saw me enter, she smiled and stood, setting her papers aside to welcome me. "Morning Rick. Oh? Did you bring me something?"

I handed her one of the coffees and a brown bag containing a breakfast croissant, noting the slight dark circles under her eyes. "You tend to ignore a good breakfast, so I stopped for a snack and your favorite white-chocolate mocha."

She took the offering with a smile. Keeping her script tucked under her arm, she pulled me toward the couch in the living room, which overlooked the sweeping Star City skyline.

As we sat, she grinned like a cat and made a proud announcement. "Rick, welcome to my home!"

I only looked at her with no real surprise, matching her playful tone. "Yes, this is Lilith's home, but why are you so excited about it?"

She sipped her coffee, letting out a satisfied hum before replying cheerfully. "No, thanks to someone kind, I actually bought this place in the Jefferson Tower. It is a thousand times better than my old condo, and now I actually own this top-floor residence."

Hearing that, I looked around to see the space in a completely different light. Everything was decorated in earthy tones like browns, blues, and greens. The only color that stood out from the furniture and decoration was the white countertops in the kitchen area.

I looked back at the happy Ana and smiled at her financial savvy. "Now that I think of it, this place would go up in value if it is tied to a successful movie, so getting it early makes sense."

She was busy munching on the breakfast sandwich I brought her, speaking between bites with a playful glint in her eyes. "Well, it is also Lilith and Ken's love nest, so I wanted a great memory here. In a way, this is both of our homes... Ken and Lilith, and the fact your kindness let me buy it, fufu. I almost feel like a loved mistress."

I took the script from her, scanning the pages to see what scenes we were working on today, tomorrow, and the final day of shooting.

The lady Director stepped up behind me, patting my arm before speaking cheerfully to outline the schedule. "Great to see you looking good, Rick. So, we are doing things a bit backward today. We will do the bedroom scene second so we can get the noon sun to shine directly on the bed."

She gestured toward the master suite, her eyes lighting up with artistic flair. "Though a bit of Ana's nude skin will be shown, we want a natural and divine impression of the sunlight hitting her. This will glare at the viewers slightly while making the Vampire Princess look holy, ha-ha! This was my idea after seeing how the sun hits the master bedroom."

Ana patted my arm to soothe my racing thoughts, offering some reassurance as she noticed my rigid posture. "They will be filming it from behind us at the entrance to the bedroom, not from our sides. So, the only real naked shots of me will be my back. I will be on top, leaning over you and sitting up. The most they will see is a side shot of my breasts at most. Our lower bodies will be covered by a blanket, and we will have towels and underwear under the sheets."

The Director chimed in with a wicked joke, elbowing me lightly. "Well, try not to look lecherous, because you will be the only one to see Miss Zi's breasts. So, don't grow chubby, ha-ha!"

Ana, seeing my awkward smile at the director's teasing, immediately stood up for me and crossed her arms. "Director, Rick is not like that, plus he is used to beautiful women. Also, don't let Kate hear you joke like that, or she will be a pain for you to work with, fufu."

I rushed to defend poor Kate, clearing my throat to break the tension. "She won't be jealous... Probably... Okay, let's just not mention it."

Both women laughed at my hesitation, and then the lady Director turned serious, clapping her hands to gather the crew. "Rick and Ana, go get changed into the mall date outfits, and let's do the first scene before noon comes. We will record part 142, when the two of you enter hot and heavy."

In the grand timeline of our production, this apartment shooting day actually took place after the mall date, even though it happens after it and before the Disney portions in the final cut.

I changed into my character's standard attire, consisting of blue jeans, a brown leather jacket, and a plain white shirt. Ana emerged wearing her character's white sundress, paired with a wide sunhat.

We took our positions at the elevator, waiting for the cue to shoot our entrance into the home. Ana grinned up at me, whispering a sudden question as the elevator gears hummed. "So, are you going to be Rick or Ken for this?"

I adjusted my collar, already shifting my mental state. "When I act, I try to think exactly like the person I am imitating, so I will be Ken. Why do you ask?"

She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, then remember, Lilith is a virgin and completely new to love, and Ken is madly in love with her. Treat me like one of your true wives during the apartment scene. Oh, and as a secret, I overheard one of the writers say that if there is a third movie, Lilith will have gotten pregnant from this exact night in the film. Well, Luna also gets pregnant, so it becomes a full Vampire harem in the third movie."

I had not heard of that rumor yet, and the news left me genuinely surprised as a fellow fan of the series. "Wow! I am surprised that they are letting the female Vampires procreate in this universe!"

Ana rolled her eyes playfully at my surprise, nudging my side. "Rick, normally you are so intelligent, but think about it. Why can only male Vampires father babies while females can't? Reality dictates if one gender is fertile, they both are, right? Plus, two Vampires can give birth to a pure-blood Vampire, so there is the fertility aspect. That was exactly how Lilith and Luna were born."

Our conversation cut short as the Director's voice barked through the intercom system. [Ana and Rick, go into the elevator and start the scene. We will be filming the exact moment the doors open!]

The two of us stepped inside the metal carriage and watched the doors slide shut. Ana immediately took hold of my right arm, looking up into my eyes with full intensity. "Ken, I love you."

The doors had just started to part as her words left her lips. She had added the line unintentionally, but it flowed so naturally that it ended up making the final cut.

We moved swiftly toward the apartment door as she used the key to gain entry. The crew waiting inside was perfectly positioned for us to cross the threshold, tracking the exact moment Lilith goes into a manic heat.

Slam! I threw myself backward against the wall, making it look like Lilith possessed supernatural strength. She immediately ravaged my lips while my hands roamed down her back, putting on a performance that made the onlookers think we had been holding back our raw lust through the entire Mall Date.

The director did not call for a stop, so we kept the intense kissing sequence going while we slowly walked toward the bedroom, shedding our outer clothing along the floor until we were down to our underwear.

Lilith kicked open the bedroom door with her foot. As we kissed our way inside, the voice finally echoed out over the studio monitors.

[Cut! Great job you two! We will review the footage and see if we have to re-shoot anything.]

A production assistant rushed over to us, handing Ana and me soft white robes to cover our underwear. I stood there in black boxers, while Ana wore a delicate white lace top and matching bottoms.

Slipping into our robes, Ana smiled up at me and whispered, wiping a bit of stray makeup from her cheek. "Damn good thing we practiced kissing on Friday, or I would have completely messed up our entrance kiss. Oh, and how was it? I used a new honey lip balm."

Damn it, there was absolutely no way I could tell her that I almost popped a chubby right there on set. Her body was far nicer to hold than I had ever imagined. Sure, she was only a C-cup, but she works out regularly and maintains an athletic figure.

I only offered a bitter smile and admitted a partial truth to hide my embarrassment. "Actually, the honey taste almost distracted me, but it was nice."

We then sat down on the edge of the mattress, opening our scripts to study the upcoming love scene and map out our movements so everything would look completely realistic on camera.

After a quick takeout lunch of BBQ House, the production crew swarmed back into the room to prepare the set for the highly anticipated bedroom scene.

The stagehands pulled the heavy window shades wide open, revealing a sweeping view of the city skyline. I stepped closer to the glass, looking down at the concrete jungle below, only to freeze in utter surprise. From this exact angle, I could see right into the tenth floor of my own Phoenix Tower, with my executive desk sitting completely exposed to our view.

Ana stepped up beside me, her soft robe brushing against my arm as she looked out at the same view. "The day I first came to look at this place, you happened to be working," she admitted, her voice dropping to a soft whisper. "Seeing your back from all the way up here made me realize I absolutely had to own this place. Being able to see my best friend so close to me... it was a really nice feeling."

I let out a quiet sigh, watching the gentle side profile of her smile. Thankfully, whenever I indulge in a naughty secretary play or handle truly private matters, I always make sure to close my office blinds. For casual reading and daily work, I leave the windows wide open. Looking at her now, it hit me yet again just how deeply lonely this woman truly is behind her celebrity glamour. She is breathtakingly beautiful, but an undeniable solitude hangs over her.

The Director shattered our quiet moment, clapping her hands loudly as she walked over to us. "Alright, we are officially ready. Let's get you two into position on the mattress."

The crew quickly arranged a mountain of oversized pillows behind me, propping my torso up at a sharp angle. The Director adjusted my shoulders, ensuring my face would remain perfectly visible to the camera for the climax when Lilith drinks my blood.

"Alright, Rick, use your robes to cover your boxers under the sheets," the Director instructed, pointing toward the heavy blankets. "We want a solid barrier between you two so natural physical reactions don't end up ruining the take. When we roll, your cue is to remove her bra and fling it over to the side. I assume a man of your caliber is skilled in one-handed removal?"

I adjusted my posture against the headboard, meticulously arranging the thick fabric of the robe over my boxers to create a safety shield for my sleeping dragon.  Still, I looked up at the Director, voicing a genuine concern. "I can remove the thing with my teeth if I have to," I countered with a dry smirk. "But the real problem is the message it sends to the audience. Getting it off too effortlessly is going to look completely fake to the fans."

The Director paused, tapping her chin with her script. "How so? I am listening."

"Ken and Lilith are both supposed to be pure virgins who are entirely new to intimacy," I explained, leaning forward to emphasize the point. "Expertly unhooking a bra on the first try completely breaks that illusion. I think Ken should struggle with the clasp a little bit, and Lilith should let out a genuine laugh at his awkwardness. In my experience, real intimacy is a messy mix of passion, fun, and a little bit of clumsy shame."

The Director's eyes lit up as she processed the suggestion, completely persuaded by the logic. "Alright, Rick and Ana, try to make it flow naturally. Just do whatever feels completely authentic for two virgins in love. If it doesn't work, I will just shoot an alternative version tomorrow for a comparison shot."

With the creative choice settled, Ana untied her soft white robe, letting it slide off her shoulders before climbing directly onto my lap. She meticulously adjusted the heavy blankets around our hips, ensuring our lower bodies remained completely hidden from the view of the surrounding crew. She leaned over me with a tender smile, letting the tips of her long hair brush softly against my bare chest.

Her gaze shifted, glancing at the faint lines of my past battles, and her expression softened into a look of deep sadness. She reached out, her cool fingers gently tracing the edges of my old wound marks. "Rick... did it hurt? Does it still hurt today?"

Feeling the soothing touch of Ana's hand against my chest, I offered her a reassuring smile to banish the melancholy in her emerald eyes. "It felt like a broken heart back then. It hurt a lot in the moment, but I feel completely fine now. I know you carry your own unseen emotional scars, so don't worry about mine. They are all fully healed."

She nodded softly, absorbing my words as she sat up completely straight, allowing me to view her stunning naked form without any distraction. "Now that you finally have me sitting in your lap... do you think I am beautiful?"

I could see a flicker of proud vulnerability shining in her green eyes. Her defined abs were fully on display, and the firm, comfortable weight of her thighs pressed snugly against my hips and legs.

"Of course you are," I replied honestly, keeping my gaze locked onto hers. "I would have to be completely blind and stupid not to think so."

Ana's expression shifted for a fraction of a second, an uncomfortable look crossing her features as she glanced down at the bunched-up fabric of the robes beneath her. She reached beneath the sheets, purposefully sliding the thick barrier downward until it rested between my legs.

"Rick, the robes are way too bunched up, and it's making it hard for me to focus on the movement," she whispered, leaning down so only I could hear. "Let me just move them out of the way for now. We both have our underwear on anyway. I promise I won't be upset if your body reacts a bit later, so just try to relax."

My stomach dropped as I realized the immediate danger of the situation. Without the robe as a shield, I was absolutely guaranteed to erect a massive eight-inch tent, and a heavy amount of dry humping was practically inevitable. Before I could voice a single word of protest to stop her, the voice of the Director boomed across the set.

[Action!]

The cue snapped my mind right back into the acting game, forcing me to instantly channel the persona of Ken Long, the naive and inexperienced vampire lover. Ana didn't hesitate for a single second. She leaned down and captured my lips in a deep, passionate kiss while my hands began to roam across the smooth skin of her back, taking extra care to ensure the heavy blankets never slipped from our lower bodies.

Her hands moved feverishly across my torso, tracing my muscles as if she were desperately checking me for any fresh wounds. Soon, the exact cue arrived for me to undo her bra. I forced myself to think like a clumsy amateur, fumbling blindly to figure out the concept of a rear bra-clasp.

As my fingers began to awkwardly pinch at the fabric, I felt Ana's left hand—completely hidden from the camera's view beneath the sheets—slide down between our bodies. My hands continued to fumble intentionally with the metal hook, but my focus shattered completely as I realized what her fingers were doing.

I gulped hard, my breathing hitching as she bypassed the easy-open front of my boxers and expertly guided the half-soft dragon right out of its cave. Her cold fingers wrapped around my rising beast, sending a jolt of electricity straight to my core. My hands struggled even harder against her bra strap, driven by a sudden, desperate panic to get the garment off so I could free my hands to stop the crisis unfolding below the waist.

"Ufufu, Ken my love, do you need a little help?" she teased aloud, delivering her line with a perfect, melodic giggle that matched the script flawlessly.

"Ha... ha, no Lilith," I gasped out, my voice cracking slightly from the overwhelming friction of her hand stroking me. "I... huh, I completely got this!"

My words faltered entirely because I suddenly felt a remarkably wet, bare slit coating the length of my shaft. She had subtly slid her white lace panties completely to the side, and she was already soaking wet.

Snap! With a final surge of adrenaline, I successfully unhooked the clasp and flung the bra across the room exactly where the Director wanted it. But in that exact microsecond, Ana shifted her weight and lowered her hips squarely onto me.

The heat was instantaneous as I slid completely inside her tight depths. Could I have physically stopped her? Honestly, yes. I am a martial arts Grandmaster who can literally dodge flying bullets, but a deep, hidden part of my soul was entirely willing to love her in this moment.

With wet, misty eyes, Ana sat up proudly while remaining fully impaled on my length. Her heart was hammering violently against her ribs, matching the frantic rhythm of my own chest. I looked up at her gorgeous breasts, fully displayed for my eyes alone to admire, and the intense visual pushed my erection to its absolute peak of firmness.

True to the choreography, Ana began to slowly rock her hips in a rhythmic, seductive circle that made me feel incredible. I forced my features into an expression of pure, unadulterated ecstasy—which frankly required zero acting ability considering the fact that I was actively screwing Ana Zi on camera in front of an entire live crew. If any of the crew members had even a single clue about the sheer mischief she was pulling off right beneath their noses, they would have lost their minds.

As she continued to rotate her hips against me, my hands gripped her slender waist tightly. I could only look up at her, realizing with a trace of irony that she was the woman currently taking my character's virginity in this wild setup. A triumphant, ecstatic smile graced her lips as she delivered her lines, seamlessly weaving her own hidden meaning into the dialogue that only she and I knew was for me alone.

"Ken Long, I love you," she gasped from the pleasure, her green eyes locking onto mine with fierce romantic intensity. "You are the exact man I have been waiting for my entire life. Now... I am officially your woman~!"

I braced my hands on her hips, helping her control the slow, agonizingly perfect movements inside her while doing my absolute best to prevent our slick, wet, friction-filled encounters from making any loud sloshing sounds that the microphones might pick up. I took a deep breath and delivered my matching response as I felt the pleasure building. "Lilith Dawn, I will be yours for all eternity!"

After a few minutes of continuous grinding, the scene shifted to the psychological climax. According to the script, Lilith was supposed to utilize her Vampire Hypnosis on me, allowing her to feed on my blood while we continued our intense lovemaking as part of a traditional vampire mating ritual.

I let my bright-blue eyes glaze over, putting on a perfectly dazed and helpless expression. Ana reached up and tilted my head sharply to the right side, positioning my neck perfectly so the camera could capture the angle as I leaned back against the pillows.

While her hips continued to relentlessly grind against my joystick, Ana buried her face into the crook of my neck, putting on a show of sucking my blood. She leaned in so incredibly close that her lips brushed my ear, whispering a faint, ragged confession that only I could possibly hear. "Hmm~! Rick, I am cumming right now~! Haas~!"

I initially winced to mimic the sudden pain of a vampire's bite, but as the lore dictated, the venom quickly converted that pain into pure pleasure. A genuine smile of sheer joy broke across my face, fueled entirely by reality as I felt the internal walls of her vagina clamping down around my shaft in a series of violent, rhythmic contractions. The faint sheen of sweat glistening across her back confirmed she was experiencing a massive, full-body orgasm.

She repeatedly licked, kissed, and sucked on the skin of my neck, her breath hot against my collarbone as she slowly came down from her climax. "We are best friends," she whispered huskily against my skin, her voice thick with emotion. "Go ahead and let it go, Rick~!"

The mental and physical dam broke completely. I couldn't hold back the absolute flood of hot baby-batter surging from my core, and a heavy amount erupted deep inside her womb. Ana immediately tightened her internal muscles, pulling herself flush against my pelvis to fully seal the connection, ensuring that not a single drop of the warm fluid could leak out onto the sheets and leave a messy trail for the crew to discover.

She finished me off by pressing her bare breasts firmly against my chest, capturing my lips in a deep, deeply romantic kiss that I was actually enjoying. Just as our private choreography concluded, the booming voice of the Director shattered our live pornography session.

[CUT! Damn, you two were absolutely on fire out there, ha-ha! If I didn't know for a fact that you two were just acting, I would have honestly felt embarrassed watching that action!]

Blushing furiously, Ana immediately snatched up her discarded white robe and pulled it over her chest, while simultaneously dragging my robe over my lap to completely conceal our crimes from the approaching assistants. She leaned close, flashing me a conspiratorial smile.

"Don't worry, I already took a pill before we started," she whispered softly, her eyes twinkling with hidden amusement. "So please don't be mad at me, okay? Besides... as far as the world is concerned, absolutely nothing happened between us, fufu. You know I am incredibly discreet."

I pulled my robe tightly around my waist, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed while waiting for the dragon to finally go back to sleep. Listening to her reassure me, I realized she was completely full of shit. The twins had told me the exact same line before, and the playful wink she flashed me proved she was thoroughly thrilled with her victory.

I looked at her skeptically, raising an eyebrow. "Does 'a' pill mean a genuine contraceptive pill? Or does taking a pill mean you just swallowed an aspirin?"

I smirked at her stiffening expression, watching her realize that I had seen right through her little excuse. The playful glint vanished from her eyes, replaced by a sudden, heavy vulnerability. "Do you hate me for loving you?" she asked, her voice cracking slightly with a raw, genuine sadness.

I stood up from the edge of the mattress, pulling my robe tighter around myself as I walked back toward the wide window to look down at the sprawling city. She quieted her breathing and stepped up right next to me, her shoulder gently brushing against mine as she waited for my answer.

I took a deep breath, staring down at my distant office desk before letting out my true feelings. "No, I don't hate you at all. I only feel terrible because I cannot openly make you one of my wives. I absolutely have to respect their feelings, but doing that means completely trampling over yours, so I am deeply conflicted. You deserve so much better than a hidden mistress lifestyle."

Ana smiled up at me, a soft, resilient expression taking over her features as she reached out to touch the glass. "As long as I know I am truly in your heart, I will happily wait in the shadows for you, Rick. I was completely serious about what I said earlier... I will be your discreet mistress. I promise to never cause you or your family any trouble at all. Just promise to visit me here from time to time so I won't feel lonely. I really do love you, Rick, and I will absolutely take no other man into my bed for the rest of my life. Can you do that one small thing for me?"

I looked deep into her green eyes, recognizing the absolute, unwavering seriousness in her gaze, and the last of my resistance melted away. "Ana Zi, please, be my secret lover. For the rest of my life, I will treat you exactly as my true wife inside my heart."

She let out a soft, emotional giggle, leaning her head against my shoulder. "I do, ufufu."

Six months down the line, the fallout of this little afternoon sequence would catch up to us in the most spectacular way possible. The moment when both Ana and I stood on stage to receive an official Academy Award for our incredible chemistry in this exact bedroom scene—all while she was visibly pregnant with a supposedly unknown father's baby—was hella awkward for both of us under the bright award ceremony lights!

Yes, as time would tell, Ana became the absolute worst-kept 'secret' inside my entire household.

Even far into the future, Kate still targets my neck for a gentle, irritating bite from time to time, making sure I pay a physical price for every ounce of lingering frustration she holds toward her beautiful rival.