Locum Studios: The Power Couple
Summary: Sebastian is still not thrilled about his new job as a porn actor at Locum Studios. Especially since the studio mostly produces gay content, and his contract states that he will solely be cast in bottom roles. He also hasn’t told anyone that he is actually straight…
An opportunity has however arrived in the form of a meeting with Locum Studios’ two founders. Sebastian hopes to convince the couple to give him top jobs instead, which would be slightly less humiliating.
What is Sebastian prepared to do in order to change his contract? And is there any truth to the rumor that the couple will give you anything you want if you sleep with them…?
Sebastian rang the doorbell and felt his heart practically vibrate in his chest.
The Cumming couple lived in a nice part of town, and their house seemed fairly old. Not at all like the super modern apartment that Nicholas resided in. It still looked expensive, but in a more unassuming way than what Sebastian had expected.
His bus had arrived twenty minutes ago and he had been standing around the corner for almost as long, not daring to ring the doorbell until now. It was alright to be two minutes early, right?
When the door finally opened, Sebastian realized that he had not mentally prepared himself for Lorraine Cumming.
She was far more stunning than the picture he had seen of her. She had to be 1,90 cm tall, and she was wearing a red gradient dress with gold details. Her dark skin was beautifully accompanied with vibrant auburn hair that was wavy and lush.
Sebastian forgot how to talk.
Lorraine took a good look at him and then laughed heartily. “Thank you for the compliment, sweetie,” she said with a bright smile that made Sebastian flustered.
“I-I didn’t say anything,” Sebastian stuttered in lack of literally anything else to say.
“I’m a mind reader,” Lorraine said with a smile and opened the door widely. “Why don’t you come inside? Logan has already started making dinner, and I can tell from the mess that he’s putting a lot of effort into it.”
Sebastian followed her inside in silence. Lorraine led him through the hallway and past a living room with a pool table and a fireplace. Sebastian thought that the house reminded him of a Victorian club. He was also surprised by how big it was, especially for only two people, but he imagined that Logan and Lorraine might host a lot of parties. They seemed like the type. He also noticed that there were a lot of paintings and expensive looking decorations in the rooms.
“Do you collect art?” Sebastian asked, mostly to be polite.
“Not by choice,” Lorraine said with a giggle. “But we get gifted a lot. I believe most of our home consists of things we have been given by others. And some of them are very generous, so it would be a shame to put them away, even if it sometimes clashes with our interior design.”
Sebastian noticed a large bronze statue of a naked angel and demon, in natural sizes. The two were either in the middle of a wrestling match or trying to top each other. In the context of whose home this was, Sebastian didn’t dare to guess. But he did notice a plaque on the bottom and couldn’t help but read it.
Happy 10th anniversary to Locum Studios.
May your dream bring joy and pleasure to you both and others for many years to come.
Love is not one language, but many. And we all speak at least one.
Sebastian then read the name of the person that evidently had gifted the item, and his jaw dropped. He wasn’t that into celebrities, but even he knew this one. And now he also knew that this person was into gay porn.
“I must say that you look very handsome tonight,” Lorraine said as they walked. “That outfit of yours suits you really well.”
“Thanks! I picked it myself,” Sebastian answered, and immediately felt his face turn a shade redder. He had meant to say something to underline that it technically wasn’t his outfit, but to still explain that this was his choice of clothing (even though that was only half true). But instead he had sounded more like a kid that for once had been allowed to choose what to wear for school.
“Well, you picked right,” Lorraine said and stopped for a second to thumb Sebastian’s jacket. “I love men with a sense of style.”
Sebastian felt the warmth in his cheeks suddenly move to his crotch instead. He really hoped he’d get to sit down soon… He wasn’t sure how long he would last around Lorraine without ending up with another situation in his pants. He might need a bathroom break if it got out of hand.
When they finally entered the dining room, Logan greeted Sebastian in a practically bombastically enthusiastic manner. “Mr. Bowers! How grateful we are to have you. I am very pleased that you could make it. My wife and I have both been looking forward to this.”
“Me too,” Sebastian replied and shook the other man’s hand. It was almost comically large in comparison to Sebastian’s and the texture of the skin felt kinda rough like fine sandpaper. “You… Have a very lovely home.”
“Thank you kindly,” Logan said and glanced at the tasteful interior design. “It’s not as old as it looks, it has just been modelled that way. We have done very little to it, since none of us like to spend money on unnecessary things. Especially when it already looks great the way it is.”
“We also knew the owner. And what he liked,” Lorraine said with a smile that seemed to tell a story her words didn’t. “And when he decided to sell, we knew it would be perfect for us. And he was kind enough to give us a good price for it.”
“For some added benefits,” Logan chuckled. “I remember the look on our web designer’s face when we asked if it is possible to create a free subscription for life. But let’s all have a seat now, shall we?”
Sebastian laughed awkwardly at the implication that they had bought a house for a steal and a free subscription to Locum Studios. He was wondering what kind of person the previous owner had been. Apparently someone with similar taste in architecture and porn…
The dinner was ready and Sebastian gawked at it. He had never had roasted duck before, but it looked delicious.
“Logan is very proud whenever he gets to flex his culinary muscles,” Lorraine said and took a seat opposite to her husband. “Please, Sebastian. Sit next to me.”
“Oh… Okay,” Sebastian said, and realized that next to Lorraine would put him at the short end of the table. Like a guest of honor. “Um, so you cook, Mr. Cumming?”
“I enjoy cooking, yes,” Logan replied humbly. “But I am not a professional chef in the least.”
“Your food is better than most restaurants I’ve been to, my love,” Lorraine said and started cutting a piece from the duck. “You are always your own worst critic.”
“Well, I will say that I know how things are supposed to taste,” Logan yielded with a laugh and opened a bottle of wine. “For this, I will insist on red wine, specifically Pinot Noir. It really brings out the flavour.”
Before Sebastian understood what was going on, Logan had poured a generous amount in his glass. Sebastian kept forgetting that everyone thought he was 20. Or was it 21…? He didn’t remember what he had written in his application form to the studio. But Logan seemed to assume that he was old enough to consume alcohol. Would it be rude to ask for water instead? Especially when Logan had insisted on wine with this dish…? If Sebastian asked for water, would they ask why? Would he have to come up with another lie?
“I’ve never had… Pinot before,” Sebastian said.
“Is that so? Then your tastebuds are about to thank you,” Logan said cheerfully. “And on a personal note, I’m very happy that I get to be the one to take your Pinot Noir virginity.”
Lorraine gave her husband’s elbow a playful slap of discipline, and Sebastian made a shrill excuse for a laugh, being reminded that he lost his anal virginity to Locum Studios. He also remembered that the last time he had tried alcohol was when Nicholas had given him beer. And how they both had ended up doing some pretty kinky sex in the bathtub afterwards. Clearly, beer made Sebastian lose all inhibition and partake in sexual acts he normally would never do. But wine was different, right…? Wasn’t it legal for kids to have wine in France or something? Maybe it would be fine this time. Beer and wine were two completely different things, he was pretty sure.
The dinner went on in a pleasant manner. Lorraine did most of the talking and turned out to be a professional conversationalist. She asked Sebastian about his studies, and apparently already knew that he was studying marine biology. Sebastian felt very much as if he was 14 years old and was talking to the cutest girl in the class. He stuttered a lot when telling her everything he had learned, but despite his awkward mannerism, Lorraine seemed perfectly enamored by every little ocean trivia that Sebastian could provide. But when Sebastian attempted to reach for a napkin, he realized too late that he had put his elbow in a bowl of sauce.
“Oh my,” Lorraine said in concern and got her own napkin to help clean the stain.
“I-I-I’m so sorry,” Sebastian said and stared at the mishap. The black fabric now had an even darker spot that covered a much larger area than Sebastian thought was possible. It also smelled distinctly of delicious but misplaced orange.
“Sweetie, you’ve done nothing wrong. It was an accident,” Lorraine said and got up from her seat. “Let me deal with the stain. It’s not my first rodeo, and I have my methods. Give me the jacket.”
“I don’t want to be any trouble–”
“No trouble at all, it won’t take long. Can I have your jacket, please?”
You can have anything you want from me, Sebastian thought and temporarily stopped breathing when Lorraine’s hand touched his chest and arms while removing the piece of clothing from his frozen body. He could feel how his crotch was warming up more and more.
“I’ll be right back,” Lorrain said and folded the casualty of war over her arm. “You boys behave while I wash this.”
Lorraine swiftly left the room, and Logan chuckled.
“I know how you feel,” Logan said and eyed Sebastian in amusement.
“What?” Sebastian asked in confusion. “I… What do you mean?”
“Young man, I’ve been married to that woman for 20 years,” Logan said and took a sip of his wine. “I know the effect she has on people. Hell, she still has that effect on me too…”
Logan patted his thigh as a hint and Sebastian noticed a distinct bump between the older man’s legs. Sebastian’s face flashed red once again.
“Um, should we talk about my contract?” Sebastian suggested, desperately trying to change the subject from his boss' chub.
“I never discuss important matters without Lorraine,” Logan said and took another sip. “And your contract with the studio deserves the utmost of care before we renew it. You have great potential, Mr. Bowers, and my wife and I are very excited to see how we can shape your future with the company together.”
“That’s… awesome,” Sebastian said and drank some more wine, just to have something to do. He was hoping that they were open to discuss Sebastian’s role at the studio, and that they hadn’t already decided it for him.
“And I prefer to have Lorraine handle new deals and business proposals,” Logan added. “As you might have noticed, she has quite a way with people.”
After a moment, Lorraine returned, without the jacket.
“I managed to save it,” she stated and sat down at her seat. “Once it has dried, it should look like new.” She gave Sebastian a warm look. “You still look very cute without it, darling.”
Sebastian realized that without Nicholas’ jacket, he was just wearing a plain white t-shirt with a pair of nice but regular jeans. It wasn’t a very striking look. More like serving someone a cup of vanilla ice cream and a glass of water.
“Now, I think it’s time we have a look at that contract of yours,” Logan stated and turned to Sebastian.
“Um, yes. Thank you,” Sebastian said, but felt suddenly very nervous. It didn’t help that Lorraine was looking right at him, or that he had consumed about three glasses of wine and his head was feeling a little odd. “Yeah, um… I know that I was hired to only do… To only bottom, but… But I feel like that… Limits my talents…?”
“You have done a marvelous job so far, son,” Logan said enthusiastically. “You may have only been in two movies, but from what I’ve seen, you possess plenty of talent. There is nothing wrong with only playing bottom roles, especially when you are a natural at it.”
“But of course, we want our employees to thrive and grow with the company,” Lorraine added, her mannerism completely switching to what Sebastian suspected to be her game mode. She turned to him with a professional friendliness. “In order to assess what we can restructure, I would like to see your current contract. Do you have it with you?”
“Y-Yes, on my phone,” Sebastian said and hurriedly reached for his back pocket.
Sebastian pulled up his phone, but with it came also a small square shaped box that landed on the floor next to Lorraine’s chair. It took a moment for Sebastian to realize that it was the travel pack of condoms that Dr. McGillion had given him earlier today.
Lorraine immediately clocked the object and picked it up from the floor. Sebastian’s face turned hotter than the surface of the sun as he watched the woman open the small box and pull out a string of five condoms.
She then turned to Sebastian and smiled. “Are you meeting someone else tonight?”
“No,” Sebastian mumbled truthfully. He wasn’t sure what else to say and just wanted to disappear.
Lorraine shared a look with Logan who nodded with a smile and got up from his seat. In the next second, the couple was standing on each side of Sebastian, who looked between them in confusion and growing worry. He felt like a lonely calf surrounded by two hungry lions.
“Would you like to show us your ‘talents’ somewhere more comfortable?” Lorraine asked and put a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder, while still holding the package of condoms in front of him.
Was this really happening…?
“W… Where?” Sebastian asked, not sure if he was reading the situation correctly.
“Would you like to see the bedroom?” Lorraine asked and squeezed Sebastian’s shoulder a little more, making the boy breathe faster.
This story (including full list of tags and warnings) can be read in full on AO3:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/87126426/chapters/235798491#workskin
