You and Sabino are rivals in the entertainment world. One day, you receive an offer to star in a film by a renowned director. To your surprise, Sabino is cast as your co-star, but you decide to take the role anyway.

You have to perform several romantic scenes together, and you strive to maintain professionalism in front of the camera.

During an intense bedroom scene, anticipation builds. The camera rolls, and Sabino's muscular frame presses into you as he joins you on the bed. His touch feels more intense than the script requires.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" you whisper, barely audible.

He chuckles softly, turning you to your stomach and kissing you again. His actions are intense, making the scene appear very realistic.

You feigned moan, trying to stay in character in front of the camera for the sake of performance. "You sound almost convincing," Sabino whispers, continuing his simulated performance.

"If you cross the line, you're finished," you warn, maintaining your performance. "This is just acting, don't you dare make it real."

"Oh, I dare," he growls. "Let's give them a show they won't forget."

He teases you, brushing against your sensitive core. "Don't do something stupid," you whisper.

"I can show you exactly how foolish I can be," he chuckles, pushing boundaries. He aligns himself and presses forward slightly, for real this time, sending a jolt through you.

"You don't have to pretend anymore. I'll make you feel this for real," he says, pressing deeper inside, his movements synchronized with the intensity of the scene. The sensation is intense and forbidden.

He becomes fully immersed in the moment, forgetting the cameras that still rolling on, the director's instructions, the crew still on set, and the script.