The turntable spun rapidly. A second later, a notification chimed in Peter's mind.
[Ding! You have obtained the skill: Sex Scene Guidance and Teaching! (Each successful teaching session will earn corresponding points. The bigger the star, the more points you get!)]
Looking at the new skill, Peter felt a surge of happiness. He had spent 100 points on a skill that could earn him even more points in return. It was a good investment. Although he now possessed god-tier sex skills and knew the techniques for filming such scenes, actually performing was completely different from teaching. It was like knowing the answer to a math problem but being unable to explain the solution to someone else. They were two distinct abilities. Now, a wealth of theoretical knowledge flooded his mind, filling in that gap.
"Peter… Peter."
A soft voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to see Vanessa walking toward him.
"You came back so early?" she asked casually as she approached.
"Yeah, I just grabbed a quick bite and came back," he replied simply.
Vanessa sat down, leaving an empty chair between them. It was a strange dynamic. They had spent the entire morning in intense, intimate physical contact, yet off-camera, they had exchanged fewer than ten sentences. They were barely acquaintances.
They sat in silence for a few minutes. Vanessa's expression was calm, but Peter could sense a nervous energy radiating from her. Sure enough, she was the one to speak first.
"Peter," she began, her voice hesitant, "about the next scene… I feel like I might still…" She trailed off, then added quietly, "I'm just not sure…"
Peter understood immediately. She was worried. The next two sex scenes were notoriously the most difficult in the film. He was about to offer some words of comfort when the system's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Ding! The host has triggered a random task: Discuss the upcoming scene with actress Vanessa and provide appropriate teaching to gain a certain degree of her favor! Reward: 100 points!]
Peter was slightly startled. The system seemed to trigger new tasks quite frequently. But what does a 'certain degree of favorability' mean? He decided to use his new skill, focusing his attention on Vanessa.
[Favorability: 57]
It was just average, slightly better than a complete stranger. Seeing that the system had spoken—and that there were points to be earned—Peter knew he had to do something. Besides, he could see that Vanessa was genuinely struggling. If he could help her, their performance would be better, and the scene would wrap faster. It was a win-win.
After a moment's thought, a confident smile spread across his face. "There are a lot of complex shots in the next scene," he said, his voice calm and professional. "We should use this time to communicate more."
Hearing his words, Vanessa no longer tried to hide her anxiety. A hint of worry clouded her eyes. "Yes, I think so too. You performed so well this morning. Is it really your first time? For this next scene… do you have any suggestions? I'm actually quite panicked."
In Desire, Betrayed, the second sex scene was the most beautiful and emotionally pivotal. If the first scene was a brutal conquest, the second was a complex dance of shifting power and burgeoning emotion. It was also incredibly difficult. Peter remembered from his past life that the scene involved an extremely bold and physically demanding move known as the "paper clip T position," an image that had shocked audiences when it was released.
He looked at Vanessa, who was now nervously picking at her fingernails.
"Don't worry," he said softly. "When filming a scene like this, the most difficult part is expressing emotion. So, in our next take, let's put all our energy into expressing our characters' feelings through our bodies. We just need to be as natural as we were before. As long as the physical affection between us reaches a certain level, the scene will be half successful."
After hearing his analysis, Vanessa asked doubtfully, "What about the other half?"
Peter grinned. "For the other half, you'll have to ask the director. I have no idea."
The unexpected joke made Vanessa laugh, a genuine, relieved sound. "I didn't realize you were so funny," she said.
"Don't think too much, and don't be stressed," he continued, his tone reassuring. "Let's just react to each other on the spot and lose ourselves in the roles. The scene will turn out great."
Vanessa listened carefully, nodding along. A moment ago, she had been filled with dread. But now, listening to Peter, she felt a strange sense of confidence blooming within her—a kind of self-assurance she had never experienced before in a role.
"Okay, Peter," she said, her voice now steady. "I believe you. We can definitely complete this scene smoothly."