Page 34 of Play Room Actor

With a smacking sound, I released his penis and wiped my lips. My body was electrified, but I was still kneeling on the floor in front of Kilian, wondering what I had to do now to find satisfaction for myself.

Fuck, my cock was limp and yet I felt this desire inside me. A darkness rose from the deepest depths, flooding me with such intense sadness that I felt dizzy and had to steady myself against the wall.

“Get up, babe.” Kilian slid a hand under my shoulder and helped me to my feet. He kissed me on the mouth and searched for my tongue.

I craved his warmth and took in everything I could get. I even moved my head back when he kissed my neck.

“Let me give it back to you,” he whispered, kissing me below the ear.

One of my most erogenous zones, which made me sigh.

When he started unbuckling with my belt, however, I inevitably backed away and stared at him in horror.

Kilian raised his eyebrows in surprise and opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, I grabbed my bag, pushed past him, and ran out of the theater in a panic.

One advantage of impotence: no one saw how aroused I was when I got on the next tram. But anyway, I was more concerned with keeping the sadness that was currently sweeping over me like a mudslide under wraps.

Yes, I had felt Kilian. I was aroused and felt a desire like I hadn’t felt in a long time.

So why did it feel like I had relapsed?

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Kilian

If Dominic thought he could just slip out of this mess, he was mistaken. He’d tried to avoid me on Friday, and he actually succeeded. Without giving me the chance to catch him at the exit, he simply slipped away.

If I hadn’t had to work, he wouldn’t have gotten away. Unfortunately, I was stuck in the control room, getting ready for the show, while Sebastian babbled away in my earpiece.

“Let’s hit the town later,” he said. “I slept until noon, so I can’t just go home. I want to do something tonight!”

“I’m in! No matter what!” I heard Jacob say in the background.

He was part of Sebastian’s set design team and about the same age as us.

“Did you hear that, Kil? We’re going out! The three of us!”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Nope! You’re coming with us! You can choose where we go, though.”

“Strip club, okay?” I asked, dimming the house lights before the first audience members started streaming in.

“A strip club?” Sebastian said on the other end of the line. “Are you talking about Red again? What’s Kathrin going to think if she finds out?”

“Your fiancée doesn’t need to know,” Jacob chimed in, shrugging.

I smirked.

No, Dominic, you’re not getting away that easily.

The audience loved Signalman Thiel, showering the actors with thunderous applause. For me, though, the show wasn’t anything special. The exciting part was when a play was being developed. But once the lighting design was set and the program was written, the computer did most of the work.

Around midnight, Sebastian, Jacob, and I left the theater and strolled through the streets of Zurich.

“Does Dominic know we’re coming?” Sebastian asked, lighting a cigarette.