Jude Hart

Frowning when Jude didn’t start moving first, quickly realizing that his lover didn’t trust him not to bolt and run away from him and that hurt. He knew that Jude was going to be mad, there was no way that he wasn’t going to be but for some reason Riley was expecting something else. “Black Audi?” He was assuming that Jude had brought his car with him. Taking a deep breath and slid into the passenger seat. Holding his breath a little because he wasn’t sure if the yelling was going to start now or when they got to Jude’s.”Can I ask what you’re doing here? I thought I seen that you were filming in Vancouver.”  

Jude nodded at the question, following Riley outside to the parking lot without a word. Unlocking the doors to the Audi slipping into the car himself, feeling even more tension build as he sat there with Riley. It was too much to hope the boy would just stay quiet, at the question Jude gripped the steering wheel noticeably tighter.  “No. You do not get to ask why I am here, Riley. What we are going to talk about why you left rehab. Don’t think I haven’t noticed how fucking terrible you look, so save the ‘I’m doing fine’ bullshit. And while you are trying to think of some excuse that might work, how about you come up with a reason I shouldn’t just divorce you and be done with your fucking shit.” 

“My parents kicked me out of the house because I came out to them. My other relatives don’t seem to mind much though, the gay or the porn part.” Xander explained with a shrug of his shoulders. “The lack of privacy, the fact that strangers will know what I look like naked when I don’t even know their name, and the fact that other places of employment might discriminate in certain places.”

“Unfortunate, but it could have been worse.” Jude said thinking of his own family. “As a porn star shouldn’t you be comfortable with people knowing what you look like naked? Mhm, plan on making a career change any time soon or just a future thought?” 

Riley heard the footsteps coming up behind him and when the person stopped behind him Riley rolled his eyes, he was sick of getting hit on here. The younger man was about to say something when the guy behind him spoke, Riley’s eyes widened and his back when straighter then it ever had before. “Fuck” he breathed. Nodding his head before just looking at the ground, slowly turning to face his husband. 

Jude caught the quiet ‘fuck’ that came out of his husband, and bit his tongue to keep from snapping any further. At least the younger man knew not to argue with him right now if Riley had said no, he would caused a scene without a second thought. Unable to help himself Jude looked the other over as he turned to face him, his husband looked worse than when he last saw him which was no surprise. He turned waiting for Riley to make his way towards the exit first, for once not trusting him to follow. “I have a car here.” Was all he said, his way of informing the man that was where they were headed.

Riley made his way though the art museum, he loved walking thought the building even when he’d seen the exhibits multiply times. He missed being able to paint, that was the worst thing about the drugs, his hands shook too much now to be able to really do any painting. He was stopped staring up at a painting of a man’s back, thinking back to the time that he’d started painting his husband.

@jude–hart

It only took Jude a matter of seconds to recognize the man standing across the room from him, staring at a painting. His jaw clenched as he stood there, a mixture of emotions hitting him at all once but like always his anger won. He stalked over to Riley, stopping just behind the man leaving little space between them. “You have some fucking nerve, Riley.” Jude glared at the painting in front of them, there was no warmth in his voice as he spoke to his husband. “You and I are going to find a less public place to talk. Now.”

Teal: Where was the strangest place you ever had sex?My father’s office. I had stopped by to speak with him but he was ‘at a meeting’ so I fucked his assistant on his desk.

Tiffany: Would you/do you do sex work?No.

Turquoise: Have you ever taken part in group sex?Once. I prefer threesomes to group. 

“I never said that was unexpected, just that it was the worst part.” Xander said with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked at the other. “My friend’s sister told me the risks when she told me about the career field.” Xander chuckled.

“Could be worse. How do they feel about your job?” Jude asked, not concerned if the question could be considered too personal for a stranger to ask. “Do tell, what are the risks of being a porn star?” Despite all the sex he doubted getting an STI was a real risk, the studio would be on top of something like that. Fans and losing quite a bit of privacy came with the territory, that in Jude’s opinion had to be the biggest risk or consideration.

“You know the worst part about being a well known porn star? Is when you’re relatives google your name and come across your work.” Xander chuckled and shook his head.

“That’s to be expected being a porn star, if you didn’t want your relatives watching you have sex you should have gone into a different line of work.” 

        It was his shift at the PieHole and the place was rather busy, or at least busy enough to keep him going until it was time for his break. With a heavy sigh, he wiped his brow and dusted off his apron, sitting at one of the tables closest to the counter, just in case he was needed. He had spent most of his day baking, the other half filling out personalized orders. It was exhausting, but he enjoyed it. Hearing the bell chime once again, Sev quickly stood from where he sat and immediately put on a smile for the potential customer. “Hello, hello, welcome to the PieHole!” He said cheerfully as he turned around. “What can I do for you?” Was the question that followed. It was routine for him, whether it was a regular or a new customer, he was kind and helpful to each one, just as he was taught to be.

The coffee at PieHole was the best he found since coming to Cherrington so whenever the need for caffeine hit Jude made his way down to the bakery. When the actor walked into the shop he was greeted by a very cheerfully boy, pausing for a second not expecting a welcome like that. “Can I get a coffee, black.” Jude said moving closer to the counter pulling a wallet from his pocket. “What is good to eat here, or is there a place nearby you’d recommend?” He asked, if the coffee was good, there was a chance the rest of what they had to offer was just as good.

There’s something a little invigorating about getting over that larger stretch of a work shift, the evening slowly turning over into night and the shuffle of customers SMUT usually got starting to dwindle down to one or two poking about. There was only about a half hour left before Jamie would have to close up for the night but with the last of the evening rush gone, he saw no harm in giving into his craving for nicotine as he stepped outside the store front. Patting down his pockets, he fished out a cigarette for himself before leaning back against the cool brick of the building, lighting up.

He could feel himself relaxing more the second the tobacco hit his lips. Even just the sensation of holding the cigarette was enough to calm him to his core, letting the frustration and fake-niceness of dealing with customers roll off his back. Today had thankfully proven to be somewhat uneventful - the only annoyance coming in the form of some women in their mid-40′s looking for a gag-gift for their friend and tossing him attitude when he tried to explain that shibari was much more than rope handcuffs as they giggled over a Naughty Knots book. Occasionally there’d be a bit of drama with a weirdo or perv trying to sneak in a quick tug at himself while staring at some magazine or dvd cover without any intention of actually buying it. The sound of someone approaching him pulled Jamie from his thoughts as he took another drag of his cigarette and glanced at his watch. Usually there was only one person who liked to come make a nuisance of themselves this close to closing time, prompting Jamie to shake his head at them before even bothering to look, “I told you - no more animated tits until you’re 18, you little jerkoff. I don’t see why you don’t just google ‘big boobs’ in your iPhone like any normal 13 year old.” Looking up finally at the person in front of him, he could feel his eyes widening and his cheeks flush as he quickly realized they weren’t who he was expecting at all, “Shit, sorry.”

When he heard about Cherrington, how sex was it’s main attraction and its ambition to view sex more positively, he figured it would be a couple sex shops around the city, a few strip clubs and some more liberal bars. That did not turn out to be the case, almost every shop on the streets he went down had something to do with sex, they had taken the idea sex sells to heart. It was certainly a different place to visit, one his lover would have a field day in, if he had joined Jude.

The man had decide to leave the hotel he’d been staying at to explore the city further. Making quiet stops into the stores that caught his attention enough so far the only thing he had bought was a coffee from a place called PieHole which turned out to be better than he expected. Jude spotted the bookshop from across the street and naturally he had to take a look, wondering if the store would just be stocked with books about sex and erotic novels or if they a few hidden gems on the shelves. Not much attention was paid to the younger man until he spoke cause Jude to stop and raise an eyebrow, at who he guessed was a employee of SMUT. “Now just imagine if I was your boss. You may want to look up before going off next time.” He commented before walking into the bookstore.