hariana drabbles

033

- Let Me Give You a Hand

Author: Me (2016)
Summary: It's 1994 and 38-year-old Harry is in the prime of his porn star career. Before Viagra's existence in the late nineties, fluffers were people assigned to sexually arouse porn stars to maintain arousal during long filming shoots. Ariana has been Harry's fluffer since her first day and they've never really gotten along, but they have gotten each other off a few times in the past. This is just another day at work, or so they thought.
Warning(s): smut, mature content, age-gap (Ariana is 22), angsty

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Ariana took a sharp intake of breath when she heard her name be called. It took her a few minutes to gather herself and muster enough confidence to follow the voice that called for her. The studio where she worked at was rather small so it wasn't hard for her to know where to go especially since she's been working at this particular studio for about a year now. Her part-time job required her to be on-set most of the week, though she still managed to attend her classes and score greatly. It wasn't a typical of her to apply for a job as risky as this one. If it weren't for one of her best friends recommending her for the position, she probabaly would have declined. As a testament of her incapability to be rude and to avoid upsetting anyone she decided it'd be best to just go along with it. She was surprised to be selected for the position in the end, much to the excitement of her best friend who felt more confidence in her than she did in herself.

Ariana never imagined she'd enjoy her job as much as she did. Given the circumstances, it'd be unprofessional of her to admit it really. Not many young women are leaping at the chance to profess that they're fluffers.

The director called her name again, and Ariana struggled to find her place in the sea of camera crew who were fussing over the cameras and lights. To her left she spotted the director and calmly made her way towards him.

"There you are." He breathed into her face which lead her to shy away with a small smile. "Hey Ted," She greeted him as she felt a presence lingering behind her. She knew who it was by the smell of strawberries that suddenly filled her senses but she refused to acknowledge him. "What's wrong?"

"We have one last session for the day, but some of the equipment is acting up and Harry's not looking too fresh. I need you to get him sorted immediately so we can begin filming as soon as everything's approved."

Her director was straight forward with his instructions for her and Ariana could feel her contempt slowly eradicating the good mood she was in moments ago. Still, she managed a smile and nodded, "Sure thing boss." She said as she watched him leave, giving her one last look of encouragement. When his back was turned Ariana's smile slowly faded and was replaced with a scowl as she turned to Harry who was looking at her with a similar look.

"Shall we go somewhere private?" He spoke as his hands moved to her waist.

Harry didn't intend on reacting the way he did, but her closeness to him and the aftermath of filming the last scene left his body sensitive to any kind of touch, even if it was just the feeling of her cotton shirt under his fingertips. He shuddered and moved away as quickly as he could before sparking another argument between them both, and lead her along by her hand to a darker part of the studio. It was their usual spot, vacated consequently for that reason, where a few old set pieces were stood and some other old equipment which they both put to good use when working.

Silence loomed over the both of them as they walked. Some crew members watch them walk hand in hand, no doubt numerous images appeared in their heads knowing exactly what seeing Ariana and Harry together meant. Some of the more crude and immature crew whispered their objectification, some were more discreet. Ariana knew this would happen the moment she signed on to be a fluffer. She could defend herself just fine but mostly never let her emotions show towards the slander made towards her as she knew herself better than anyone and she'd rather choke on Harry's cock than allow those to get a reaction out of her.