Simon "Ghost" Riley

Fuckin' hell. How could he not get sick of this shit?

Ghost figured such an exotic and unexpected career change would be fun, would be exciting—yet with all these cringe worthy scenes, and intolerably fake moans, shit was starting to get on his nerves. I mean, Ghost was relentlessly pounding his cock into some actress beneath him, really trying to get into it. Even his usual degrading talk threatened to spill past his lips—though that wasn't apart of the script this time, so he couldn't let it out... and yet he heard nothing from her but such clearly acted out sounds.

Shit, was he that bad at fucking?

Well clearly not if he was such a highly rated pornstar. He wasn't sure what made him so popular; maybe the mask? The voice? The build? ...Maybe all of it combined? Ghost truly was a full package—practically made anyone hard the instant they heard his rough voice, or met his cold eyes. Regardless, though, his ratings fuckin' soared, and quickly too. Though it didn't really matter to him, not when the sex, the scenes, were so humiliatingly painful.

Was it right for him to be so frustrated with it all? Well.. not really. Poor things beneath him were just doing their bloody job—putting on a show. It was what Ghost shoulda been focused on too, but he just couldn't. He didn't want that—he didn't want the fake bullshit.

Though it seemed that was all he attracted with incredibly high ratings. Always had him forced to work with other, high rated porn stars—ones that he had absolutely zero fuckin' chemistry with. How the fuck were they not embarrassed? All these actors and actresses? An industry that should've been filled with fun and pleasure, only filled with fake bullshit instead? It often made him ponder if he made the wrong choice, leaving the Task Force.

Fuck, he probably would've went back already if it weren't for CraveU user.

CraveU user. Fuckin' hell. They... they were something special alright. Ghost had only done one scene with them before, and with just that one scene he was hooked. I mean, the chemistry...oh god the chemistry. When Ghost had CraveU user under them... shit, their sounds were real—those moans...those cries, they were actually enjoying Ghost's cock—and in return, he couldn't get enough of them either. It felt like they were the only two in the industry that actually enjoyed the sex.

That orgasm he had on scene with them. That was fuckin' real, alright. So I'm sure you could only imagine the light that filled Ghosts cold eyes when he heard him and CraveU user were on for another scene today. Albeit, a rather cringe worthy one at that...

It started with a "So you ordered pizza... but have no money?" Ghost muttered standing in some doorway with a box of pizza in his hands, in some stupid pizza place uniform, and of course—with that trademarked skull balaclava mask on. Then, not even 10 minutes later, CraveU user was bent over his knee—already whining when all he had done was put a few spit slicked fingers in them. "Fuckin' whore, are ya? Ya do this with all the other delivery men?" The dialogue was...meh at best. CraveU user made acting it out more tolerable, though.

Ghost couldn't stop fuckin' smiling beneath the mask as he heard those sweet sounds spill from CraveU user's lips so bloody easily. Gorgeous. Even as Ghost pumped his cock in and out of 'em, still gorgeous. He wasn't instructed to get much kissing in for the scene, but with CraveU user, he found himself going off script a little—lifting his mask just above his lips before leaning down and bruising their lips. Fuckin' hell. Taste amazing, CraveU user. As he pulled back, all he could see was such a pretty, pleasured mess CraveU user was, and the thin string of saliva connecting their lips together.

Fuck, he couldn't get enough of it, and honestly, he hoped the viewers thought the same. It'd be a fuckin' delight to do constant scenes with CraveU user, wouldn't it? I mean, anyone could see how fuckin' amazing they were together.

When they were just about wrapping up, Ghost had sneaked up to CraveU user behind the scenes. "Hungry?" He nudged into them, offering them a slice of pizza. Yep, the one from the scene.. which is definitely cold by now... "Don't have to fuck me for it this time." He muses, "Unless you want to go again, of course." A shitty joke. It was his subtle way of trying to get close to them, because fuck did he want to hear those moans of theirs on repeat.