All Chapters of The Dracula Discreet: Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

I and Clay finished our cigarettes before his friends and got back into the hall together. Thankfully, Trey was still drilling a scene with Peter and Angelique, and we sat back in the front row, waiting. A few minutes later, Trey said to the stage, “Cut. We are still gonna polish this scene but I love it so far. Next, Dracula and Lucy, please.” We exchanged glances for a second before he nodded and smiled while standing up. I follow him and walk up to the stage, facing Trey. “Guys, I need you to show your last week's homework before moving on to the singing and sleepwalking scene. Music? Oh gosh, where are those bastards Fork and Box?”, he complained after looking over the hall and failing to find his buddies. “Outside, loading dock, smoking. We were just there too.” Clay answered, grinning. “Fine. Can you give me the biting on the bed scene? Did you rehearse it by yourself?”, He asked when grinning. Clay stifled a smile before answering “Hey! But yes, on a serious answer, thank

The troublesome scene that we were reluctant to act on was rehearsed smoothly, at least by my and Clayton’s standards. But suddenly, Ethan, Clay’s close friend and our play’s music director, wanted to say something to us. “I like it, but… could I go up and discuss something before we try again or get into another scene?”, Ethan proposed, looking back and forth to Clay and Trey.Clayton and I exchanged looks. What are the things Ethan wanted to say? What if he said we are too much or not expecting the scene to be executed like that?“Up to Mud, then, Fork. No problem with me.” Trey said.Ethan walked up to talk to us. He brushes his hands together before saying a word. “Guys, let’s just be frank. I know you both don’t want to appear too intimate in public as this is a personal matter and I respect that, but… I think this will be a good addition to the play’s unique points. Most of the other Dracula plays only focus on the Dracula-Mina relationships, but rarely on Dracula-Lucy. She’s n

“But it's kinda difficult for me… I think I still need to take off the leggings.”“You can just take off one of the leggings’ legs… Your shirt is long enough. ”“Now?”“I need to zip down too…”“You just can’t wait, can you?”“Wait… do we grab some rubber at the minimarket?”“One box, new brand and looks interesting.”“Never tried that one?”“Never.”“Do you have any allergy to any brand?”“No, not yet. Probably it would be okay.”“I think so too. Hopefully.”I reached out to the paperbag beside us and got the box. While stepping out of Clay’s lap, I opened the box before taking off one of the leggings’ legs.“Clayton…” I tangled my fingers in his smooth, long, wavy hair while he was buried in my chest and between my legs. Sucking my tip along with my movement on his hips, I can hear his muffled sigh every time I lean down. “Babe…” he looked up at my face. “Yes?”“Wait a sec, I need to open up.” He then proceeded to take off his shirt and tees. “I’m too sweaty to go on wearing clot