Sabastian blew out an indignant huff as he ground his teeth against the grin he was holding for the picture. "This wouldn't be so hard for him if he were at all familiar with Rin's work!"

Rory winced against the biting remark as he fumbled through the various props set out on the table. Rin's sing-song laughter clawed against his spine as it rang through the silent room mockingly. A long, frustrated sigh tickled his cheek as familiar, elegant fingers brushed past him and retrieved the item he'd been sent after several minutes ago. He could feel his entire face and neck redden when Dillon didn't move away instantly, his hot gaze burning into the back of his head instead.

"You know, Sab isn't wrong... and currently you're getting in the way more than helping." Dillon nodded toward a tablet at the end of the table. "Why don't you take the day to observe us, and while you're at it, start by familiarizing yourself with Rin's most recent release. At least then you'll be able to help during the con... hopefully..." When confused eyes met his, Dillon arched a pierced brow. "The most recent novel is on that tablet. We have places marked throughout the entire copy where we plan on cosplaying, creating art and merch, running scenes for events, and doing readings. It will be important for you to know these things, yeah?"

Rory nodded as his gaze moved from Dillon toward the tablet. "I... I won't be losing your place or anything, will I?"

Dillon shook his head. "Not at all. We have page marks set, so it's all good. It will be less irritating if you knew your shit than if we must flip through some extra pages later."

Rory nodded again, this time feeling shame creep into his chest as he considered all his declarations to keep this job... but the lack of effort he'd put into it thus far... He gathered the tablet and found a comfortable lounge chair in the corner. His eyes strayed to the three who had returned to work. It was obvious from watching them today what kind of story it would be. His face heated as he watched Sabastian straddle Rin's lap and press his palms beneath the front of the open robes. Privacy... How bad he longed for some privacy 0to read this, instead of having a live demonstration performed right in front of him the entire time he was forced to read it. He cleared his throat and lowered his gaze to the page that had been left open. His eyes bugged before shooting back to the two men entwined in a passionate embrace. Are they really going to act this out here? Right now? His eyes fell to the page as he began reading more.

Rory's eyes rampaged across the screen, his fingers nearly too slow to scroll fast enough. Wreathing, writhing, panting bodies seeking the darkest, most forbidden pleasures spilled out almost poetically across the tablet pages. Moans from the set mingled with the erotic text built the intoxicating passions being described. Rory could feel his cheeks redden as he quickly pressed his thighs together and glanced toward the others.

From his position across the room, the scene before him looked undeniably real. If someone were to walk in or see the many pictures and videos later, they would never know how carefully planned out each shot truly was... not that watching lost any of the erotic appeal. He bit into his lower lip as he watched Dillon attach a realistic, fully equipped with veins and all, dildo to a harness just beneath Rin's robes. He then positioned Sabastian in a way where any traces of the harness would be hidden. His eyes moved back to the tablet as he scrolled through the marked tabs, searching for the scene they were setting up for. His hand quickly shot to his mouth to muffle the gasp that squeaked past them, his wide eyes shooting to the three men once again. Curious grins met his wide eyes, and he realized too late he'd not masked his gasp well enough.

"Read something you like?" Rin chuckled, sending him a devilishly seductive grin that drew an extra click from Dillon's camera.

"You... you're not really acting THIS out, are you?" He could feel his cheeks grow redder still as he continued to speak. "I mean, you're not actually going to p-penetrate him in the pictures... are you?"

Rin's devilish grin widened, turning more feral, drawing more camera clicks from Dillon. "I am, and these will be the first to sell out." He sent Rory a wink before turning his attention to Sabastian.

Rory watched in what could only be described as aroused horror as they spent the next hour taking various pictures... but it wasn't what Rory had expected. No, instead of the raw, humiliating sex from last night, they had forced him to watch; this was art... There was no other word for it. Everything was precise, from the angle the pictures were being taken in, to the depth of insertion, the movements of Rin's body against Sabastian... every last aspect had been well thought out to give the viewer the best possible product in the end. Captivated by the process, Rory set the tablet aside and moved to Dillon's side. "Is there anything I can help with?"

Dillon glanced over at him, taking in his curious gaze, before chuckling. "Finally taking us seriously?" He nodded toward the props table. "We'll be moving on to the next scene in a few. Go ahead and read over that one and gather the needed supplies."

Rory did as he was told, once again getting lost more in the action before him than in the reading itself. He stroked his chin as he glanced down at the tablet. "Would it be ok if I took a copy of this book to my room tonight?"

Dillon shrugged. "You can take that tablet. We have another one with the exact same bookmarks saved."

Rory scrunched his brows. "Would it be ok if I left notes in this document?"

Dillon shrugged. "You may want to ask Rin first, but I don't see why not. What were you thinking?"

Rory stroked his chin as his eyes moved from Rin and Sabastian as they were preparing for the final shoot back to the tablet. "I don't know... I just feel like something is missing... I've not read the whole thing, so I've missed large parts of the story... but the story doesn't seem as captivating as watching them."

Dillon arched a pierced brow. "Hum... interesting take. I'm sure Rin will love to hear your feedback on this." He shook his head with a chuckle as he turned his attention back to them. "Why don't you go ahead and take that to your room, and once we have everything wrapped up for the day, one of us will come get you for dinner."

Lost in the captivating world of old, Rory didn't hear the door to his bedroom open. It wasn't until the door closed and a throat cleared that he glanced up from the tablet. "Oh..." He glanced at the clock on the tablet. It was after nine at night. "I didn't realize it was so late already."

A smirk curved Rin's lips. "Then you must be enjoying the story?"

Rory blew out an uneasy breath as he watched Rin push away from the closed door and stalk over toward the bed he was lying on. His eyes followed Rin as he flopped down beside him, but he stayed quiet.

Rin arched a brow. "I hear you have notes for me about the story?"

Rory nodded. "Not so many notes now that I've read a larger portion... more of... reflections and observations..."

The smirk returned to Rin's lips as he flopped down onto his back on the bed. "Is that so? Then let's hear them. Regale me with your reflections, why don't you?"

Rory scrunched his brow as he sat up. "The world-building is amazing. It really sucks in the readers. The characters even start out interesting... but slowly lose their appeal throughout the story, as there is little character growth with either. As for the plot... There isn't much past overly erotic sex. I suppose that in itself can be a selling point, but if paired with a plot..." His eyes moved down to Rin's stormy violet eyes. "Wouldn't it make the story better?"

Rin's lips fell into a near snarl. "You couldn't possibly have gotten far enough to make so many wide assumptions."

"I have... because I merely scanned through all the pointless sex." He interjected with a shrug. "Maybe it would have been worth reading if the plot had revolved around romance and the sex was building on that, but it doesn't."

Rin pushed up from the bed. "I think I've heard enough."

"You don't like criticism... but as your assistant, hired by your father to improve your work, I advise perhaps addressing these issues in your next story..."

Anger flared at the mention of his father. He turned back to the bed and pinned Rory to the mattress. "And what do you know of romance? Are you here to teach me?"

Rory shook his head. "I may not know much about love and romance, but I know what it isn't... and what you're writing about isn't love or romance... As for teaching you..." He flexed his hands against Rin's painful grip. "I doubt I'd be any better of a teacher than you would be a student."

Rin narrowed his eyes with a snarl to his lips. "Perhaps you're right... But for the sake of the next book, why don't you try?" He released Rory and scooped the tablet off the bed. After pressing a few buttons, he tossed the tablet back to him. "Here is my current work in progress. It will be released in a few months. Make this one a bigger seller than the current, and I'll stop harassing you."