Okay maybe he was just a little jealous… 2026
Did Daniel Parker want to spend his Saturday off watching his wife have “sex” with a random dude to a Chris Brown song? No… not particularly. That was not in his usual plans for a weekend off. You want to know what was in his usual plans? WELL - quite literally anything else. Hell, he’d rather be the one having the sex with his wife. (Or destroying a man named Dorian DeLoughrey - but that’s another story about his hobbies). But nooooo, at the current moment, Daniel Parker was sitting in a chair next to the director as his wife got fake fcked against the wall… then the shower… then the bed. Seriously? How long was the sex scene going to fcking be? His wife wasn’t in a fcking p0rno, so why the hell did he have to watch as this idiotic bloody actor kissed his wife’s neck before throwing her on the bed? Oh right… because Daniel just happened to be the person to pick up his wife’s phone the other day while she was in the shower and the director wanted to talk semantics about the upcoming sex scene and see if she was okay with partial nudity 
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Look… could you really blame Daniel for what he did next? In all honestly, this was the quietest Dan had been over the past two hours. For the first time in 22 takes, he kept his mouth shut, a frown on his lips as he watched the man’s hands all over his wife. (Let’s just say the reason for him being quiet was that his wife told him the quieter he was, the sooner this would be over). So yea, he had held himself back from saying anything while they were in the fake shower… on the fake wall… but this? WHY WAS THIS BLOODY ACTOR UNHOOKING HIS WIFE’S BRA ON TV?
So yes. Blame him. WHO THE FCK CARES.
“CUT”
“YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME. Valerie, we can’t do this while he’s here. For fck’s sake, please…deal with him.”
What? This was hell for him. HELL. And not the good Hell either - no, that Hell had a vacation home waiting for him with a secret underground lair and a robot that made him cocktails. We were talking about the firey pits of hell for this moment. Daniel watched as the director walked over to the two, whispering something but Dan was 99.999999% sure they were talking about him as the three turned over to look at him multiple times. That 99.999999% soon turned into 100% when his wife walked over to him, wearing a sheer robe to cover her body with a somber look upon her face.
Honestly… Dan didn’t care what this other actor had to say or even the fcking director. Dan even gave the assh0les a don’t fck with me look because do YOU KNOW WHO HE WAS? THIS WAS DANIEL FCKING PARKER. IF HE WANTED TO STOP A STUPID SCENE BECAUSE HIS WIFE WAS HAVING FAKE SEX FOR AN HBO SHOW, HE COULD FCKING DO IT. Daniel’s net worth was higher than this bloody company, so don’t START with him and where he could and couldn’t be. That was bullsht. The only way he was leaving was if his…
“Dan, you need to go.”
Okay… well that he didn’t… expect. Maybe he should have expected his wife kicking him out… but don’t blame him for the frown that deepened on his face as his eyes navigated back to the bloody actor who’s first name was Chord. What the fck kind of name is that? Chord? God. His wife was having fake sex with an actor named Chord only famous from an old show called Glee or whatever. Did Dan look Gleeful? No, no he fcking didn’t.
“Val… He was unhooking your br-”
Dan’s words were cut off with his wife’s lips on his as she took a seat on his lap and wrapped her arms over his neck.
“Which is part of the script”
“A stupid bloody script,” Dan sighed, letting his hands travel to her hips as he kept her in place.
“Just go home, Dan… go check on VC and then…” Val let her lips navigate closer to his ear, “You can do everything happening on set a million times better,”
“So you’re kicking me out?”
“It’s just acting Dan. It means nothing but we need to get this shoot done today… so, please? For me?”
Just acting? Okay maybe it is but DID YOU SEE THE WAY THE OTHER ACTOR WAS TOUCHING HIS WIFE… it didn’t feel like fcking acting when it was playing in front of him in real time. But did that mean ANYTHING? no… nope because sooner enough he found himself being escorted out by the bloody assistant who’s name Dan wasn’t going to bother learning. Just acting huh? Well… okay Valerie Parker… if it’s just acting… well… fine.
Maybe Daniel Parker was making a bad choice by making a few calls as he reached the parking lot and then his car. But hey, if it was just acting then Val wouldn’t mind… Dan’s rash decision.
One weeks Later
SO yeah… Dan went home… grumpy… alone… and his mind filled with the memory of another man touching his wife. Stupid fcking brain… The worst part is Daniel knew when that episode would air in a few months, he’d have to see it alllllll again… great… just great… but for now, he was just trying to get his mind off of it. Or… well mostly off of it because it seemed as if his call had worked out in his favor… and he had… an interesting day planned for himself.
It all started with the morning - waking up early, as per usual, and drinking coffee while working on some stuff for Parker Industries. Sure, Dan wasn’t always super hands-on in the office but that didn’t mean he didn’t do work for the company. Perhaps he should have been looking over the script he was sent a few nights ago playing the one nightstand, but honestly, Dan read that thing once and had it memorized. Right now he was looking at stock numbers before the market opened… well up until he found his daughter running towards him with a drawing in hand.
A smile met his lips as he looked down at the girl, soon picking her up as he looked at the drawing of what he imagined was him, Val, VC, and their dogs.
“Wooooahhh you’re such a little genius, you know that?” Dan smiled, throwing her up in the air, and catching her before smothering his little girl in kisses. Look… maybe Daniel wasn’t always sure about how he’d be as a dad… but he did know he loved the hell out of this little girl. “Aright kid, what are we eating for breakfast? And nooooo I don’t care if your Cousin Jess says Nuggets are for breakfast, lunch, and dinner - we’re not eating that again” Dan stated, making his way towards the fridge with his little girl in tow.
Overall, he had to admit - it was a perfect morning. Him, VC, and Val eating eggs in the morning, playing with his little girl… until of course he finally told his wife about what he had to do for the rest of the day.
“What do you mean you have to go to set?”
“i got curious about what you do so I booked a role,”
There was a smile on Val’s lips as she looked at Dan - likely laughing at his acting skills, or lack thereof since he had never done it before.
“You going to come with then, darling?”
“Oh, I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
Ohhhhh revenge was sweet. Val looked positively annoyed as she sat in the position he was in weeks earlier as the costume designer asked him to take his shirt off so they could try a different look for the character. The scene was pretty simple. It was just a one-night stand morning after sex scene with a flashback to the night before of how it happened. While Daniel personally didn’t know or even care to know what show this was for - he knew they had said something about it being one of the highest-rated shows on Netflix currently - or something like that.
They were filming the flashback sex scene first, before moving to another set to play out the morning, and then another one to set up how they met at the bar and it led to all of this in the first place. Anyways, back to what was happening - in other words - talking to the director.
“Alright, so you two just met at the bar, Sarah’s character, Billie, is going through a life crisis and just wants a fling to forget her troubles. And Daniel, your character, Chris, just met her about an hour ago and was basically offered sex with no strings and decided to take it. I want steamy, I want it to start off a little awkward, a laugh here and there before it gets serious. You two will start off at the door. Dan, carry Billy and pin her against the wall while hiking up her dress. Then Sarah will do a little show of dominance and push you against the bed, take off her clothes - you’ll both say your lines - and then Sarah, we want you to take control in the bed alright?”
“Sounds fine to me,” Dan added, shooting a look to his wife who was seated a few feet away from him. “Unless you have anything to add love? After all, you’re the expert at sex scenes.” Was Val rolling her eyes? Perhaps, but he didn’t have a chance to clearly see before being pulled into the starting positions - which meant this Sarah girl had to be pinned by Daniel against the outside of the hotel room with his lips on her neck.
“Quiet on set. And… ACTION”
Daniel let his lips effortlessly move against her skin, his other hand inching down her body, before resting on the girl’s ass. Honestly… Dan wasn’t enjoying this… at all. Perhaps he thought he would enjoy teaching Val that it hurt being on the other end… but if anything he was feeling kind of disgusting doing this in the first place. As planned, however, Dan laughed slightly as the girl pulled away to put the card in the door handle of the hotel to lead into their “room” which was really just a set designed to look like a hotel room. He said his lines before grabbing her, and holding her against him as he pushed her against the wall, and did as the script had asked, moving to, for the first time, kiss her lips but before he could he heard a familiar voice yell “Cut.”
Everyone looked towards the voice, and Dan had only just let the girl down before getting dragged offset by his wife who told the director he quit and pulled him out. Okay… yeah maybe Dan did fck up a little because Val looked positively pssed as she continued to drag him saying nothing. Should he start? Should he say sorry? Did Daniel even win because honestly, it felt like he lost either way this went. The man found himself stuck in his own head when he realized that the two had already reached his car. Without warning, Dan found himself being pushed so that he was laying down in the back seat and he found his wife straddling him. “Never… ever fcking do that again, Daniel Parker.”
“I’m…sorry… I don’t know… it was a rash decision and I thought…”
“Shut up.” and before he could say anything else, Dan found her lips on his as she unbuttoned his pants in the back seat.
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