A/N - I read an interview with adult film star Manuel Ferrara (google Ken and Ariel and Manuel Ferrara - there's an article titled: "My Date (OK FINE, my interview) With a Porn Star: Manuel Ferrara) and was inspired to write this AU story. Let me know if you think I should continue! Next chapter would be Ana's POV, and I plan to alternate between the two as I go along.

Don't worry. Still working on my other story too and hope to have a new chapter for that up soon! And another idea for a completely different story to play with too. In the meantime just had to get this down while I thought of it.

CPOV

"I don't make love. I fuck. Hard." I snarl. With one sharp thrust, I quickly impale the busty brunette beneath me.

"Oh My!" she squeals as her eyes roll back into her head.

The air is filled with the sound of slapping flesh and heated grunts and groans as I bury myself in her moist, heated depths.

"Fabulous work guys! Deena, darling, tilt your hips to the left just a bit so we can see him plowing you a bit better."

The brunette does as asked, shifting slightly so our action is angled better for the camera and lights.

"Christian, maybe flip her over for a bit of doggie next, then into reverse cowgirl from there?"

"Sure!"

"You gonna pop on her tits or her face?"

"I can do one of each. I can do an internal pop too, if you'd like."

"You da man, Christian! You're a machine! Let's go for an internal shot first and we'll wrap with a face shot, then we can pick the best one for final edit"

All in a day's work. I grin as I withdrew from the writhing woman beneath me to place her in the next position. I gripped a fist-full of her long brown hair and began to fuck her roughly from behind.

"You gonna come for me baby? You like it rough? Let me hear you!"

"Oh my god, YES! FUCK YES!"

. . . . .

I finish the scene with a flourish - spewing copious amounts of semen onto her face and into her open mouth. She groans and makes a lewd show of swallowing and licking her lips as she massages her breasts.

"Aaaand cut! That was fantastic you guys! I think that's a wrap! Great job as always."

I extend my hand to my co-star, helping her up from the floor.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I think I got some in my eye. Hazards of the job!" She laughed, wiping at her face. Someone handed each of us a towel and a bottle of water. I downed half the bottle in a few gulps. Fucking is hard work!

"It was awesome to finally work with you, Christian!"

"Likewise! Hey, I'm looking for someone to do a threesome scene with me in the next few weeks, would you be interested?"

"Two guys or two girls?"

"Two girls and me."

"I don't usually do girl-on-girl stuff, but if it's with you, I'd consider it!"

"I'll give you a call. Dana is directing."

"Sure! We'll talk. Laters!"

"Laters!" I give a wink and head for the shower.

Once I'm clean and dressed, I hop into my R8. Before heading out, I call the number that was emailed to me. A writer for some online magazine wants to interview me. It's a good opportunity for me to promote some films that will be released soon, so I agreed.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is that Anastasia?"

"It is! Is this Christian?"

"The very same!"

"Please call me Ana. Are you still available for an interview today?"

"Definitely! I just finished work and I'm starving. Would you like to grab a bite somewhere while we talk?"

"Sure."

"Sushi okay? There's a fantastic place a few blocks from where I am. Do you know Su Sha Ya on 8th?"

"By the mall?"

"That's the one!"

"Yeah, I can be there in about ten minutes."

"Perfect! I'll grab us a table."

"See you there!"

I start the car and drive over.

. . .

I'm seated, nursing a cup of green tea and answer a few emails on my Blackberry while waiting for Ana. I've never seen her, there are no pictures of her on the blog, so I'm hoping she knows me enough to recognize me with my clothes on!

Someone stops at the table. "Christian?"

I look up, and standing before me is an exquisite vision. I've worked with a lot of sexy, attractive women over the years. This girl is simple in comparison to the ladies I'm accustomed to, but absolutely breathtaking. This slim, beautiful young lady is nervously biting her lower lip in an unintentionally alluring manner. She is dressed plainly in skinny jeans, a white tank top and purple Converse sneakers. Her brown hair is pulled back in a simple pony tail, and her face is bare save for a bit of lip gloss on her very delectable looking mouth. Not that she needs any makeup. Her skin is pale but flawless, long dark lashes rim sparkling, sky-blue eyes, and her cheeks are slightly flushed, giving hint to what she may look like after more vigorous physical activity. My cock gives a twitch. Well Hello!

"Are you Ana?"

"That's me!" She smiles, extending her hand. I shake it, and we both pause, startled by a subtle current that runs between us during that brief contact.

"Please, have a seat!"

"Thanks! Sorry I'm late, I had to book it over here on foot. My car chose today of all days to give up the ghost!"

"Aw, that sucks! No worries though. I haven't got anything scheduled. You must be starving! I haven't ordered yet, I wasn't sure what you'd like."

"Anything is good! I love sushi!"

I order a platter to share as she takes out a mini digital recorder.

"Would you mind if I recorded the interview? I'm horrible at remembering details, and it's just easier than writing things down."

"No problem!"

She fumbles with the machine, her hands visibly trembling as she sets up the equipment.

Her cheeks redden as she catches me eyeing her. "Sorry. Nervous."

"Don't be! I'm just a regular guy."

She snorts. "No, you're Christian Grey, Sex God. You're like the grail for adult blog writers."

It's my turn to blush. She presses record and begins her questioning.

"So thanks again for agreeing to the interview."

"Any time!"

"As I mentioned, an interview with you is like the grail for those in the know about adult movies."

"Well thanks."

"How did you get into this line of work?"

"I was young. 18, almost 19. And like any healthy, young, heterosexual male, I loved porn. I happened to hook up with an older woman at the time that was an agent in the industry. Are you familiar with Elena Lincoln?"

Ana shakes her head.

"She's pretty connected. Anyone who's anyone in the adult industry knows Elena. She got me a gig for a scene with a producer, and that's pretty much it! I was well endowed, and possess the, what I now know is a rare quality of being able to get it up and keep it up on command in front of a camera and a room full of people, and to pop multiple times - all without relying on pills or devices. So once I started, I was pretty much hooked. The rest is history"

"That's pretty young! Is that all you've been doing since then?"

"Well, for the last couple of years I've dabbled in directing and producing. I've been splitting my time between that and performing. I'm not sure which I like more, but I'm really getting into more of the behind-the-scenes stuff."

"Almost any current female adult star out there, when asked who their favourite talent to work with is, hands down they say 'Christian Grey'. Men want to be you. Women, not just porn stars, but lots of mainstream women want to fuck you. Why do you think you're so popular?"

"I don't know," I say honestly. And really, I don't know. Well, wait, yes, I have a huge cock, but it's gotta be more than that, right? "I'm pretty passionate about my work. I try to bring passion into everything I love to do. I guess that shows."

"What I've noticed, and not that I've seen a lot of porn, but I've seen a couple of your films... for research, you know..." she stammers, then continues. "You appear to be truly into what you're doing in each scene. And not just that, you seem to LOVE women. And I know it shouldn't be hard for a guy to do that when filming porn, but the women you work with all genuinely appear to be enjoying themselves. You know they're not faking it in your scenes. You can tell when it's fake and when it's real, even with the pros that have been at it for a while. But the women in your scenes, you can tell what they're experiencing is genuine ecstasy. To the point of where it's almost voyeuristic. That we're not watching actors performing a scene, but two people actually fucking and enjoying themselves." Ana pauses, and reddens again. "It's pretty rare in porn these days. A lot of it seems so scripted and formulaic."

"Definitely. And yes, I think the voyeuristic feel is something that's kind of unique these days. I mean, there's more filmmakers striving for that now, but there's certainly a movement away from the big studio productions towards more intimate, more realistic scenes."

"Like the Raw series you produce, just you and a female talent alone with you working the camera."

"Yes."

"Those are intense!"

"Have you seen them? Yeah, they're pretty intense to film too. And I think people appreciate that."

"They must since you've won so many adult film awards for your work."

I laugh and shrug.

"There are so many categories in those awards, it's not hard to gain accolades if you've been in the business long enough."

"So modest! Don't sell yourself short! Thousands of people invest in the industry. To be lauded for your craft by your peers and fans is something to be proud of!"

"I love what I do."

"Who wouldn't?"

"It's an interesting field. Certainly enjoyable, but not all fun and games. There's a dark side, and there is more involved than just fucking on camera."

"So what's the hardest part?"

I pause. I haven't really expressed this to anyone other than those in the field that just get it.

"It depends who you are. Many have been exploited. I've been lucky, but there are a lot of people that have lost their souls doing this work. There's kind of a divide. For the most part I love what I do. It's the life of Riley, isn't it? But I'm surrounded by people in the industry. It's all I've known for the last decade - pretty much my entire adult life. I know I've got it all, seemingly, but sometimes it feels like there's more on the other side of this divide between the "dark side" that I exist in, the seedy underbelly of the Adult Entertainment Industry, and the "mainstream" world. I don't k now, maybe it's a case of "the grass is greener on the other side."

"Have you thought of doing more mainstream work?"

"Maybe one day. This is my bread and butter, you know? I don't feel like I'm done with it yet."

"What are you working on currently?"

"Well, earlier I was filming a scene for Blackjack films. You know that book that's currently on the bestseller list? The one about the billionaire businessman that's really into BDSM that falls for some virgin chick?"

"Oh, the Housewife porn! Fifty shades of something something..."

"That's the one! We're doing a more hardcore porn parody of it."

Ana laughs. "Doesn't sound like a far stretch."

"I've never read it, but from what I hear, in theory it's not much of one, no. But we've added a lot more hardcore elements to appease our fanbase."

"Who's in it?"

"There's a new girl, Double Deena. She seems sweet. I may be working with her again. I'm looking to do a threesome scene in the next few weeks. Dana Malia is directing."

Ana's eyes widen. "Isn't she your girlfriend?"

I shake my head. "We dated for a little while, but decided not to get too serious so we went our separate ways a few months ago."

"That's gotta be weird."

"What's that?"

"Well, dating a person, knowing them intimately and then turning around a fucking someone else in front of them. How do you separate the act from the emotions?"

I shrug. "It's not all that uncommon in the industry. There's actually a number of couples, married couples with families and everything, that work in the business. It almost makes it easier, you know? They just know what it's all about. I think the industry also draws people with the type of personality that is a little more... okay... with that."

"And are you okay with that? That doesn't bother you?"

I shrug. "It's all I've known. I haven't dated much, period. Not really a relationship kinda guy. Many hook-ups, but full-on dating, boyfriend/girlfriend relationships? Not a lot of experience there."

"So even though you're a Sex God, you're almost a virgin in that regard."

I burst out laughing. "Yes, I suppose I am!"

"Have you ever dated anyone that didn't work in porn?"

"Honestly? No. Oh wait, I dated Danielle Cooper for a week back in the sixth grade. Don't think that counts though!"

"Would you? Do you think you could?"

"It's not out of the realm of possibility." And certainly not out of the realm of possibility with an angel like you! Again, as if she could read my thoughts, Ana's face reddens, and she suddenly becomes very interested in the spicy tuna roll on her plate. "And what about you, Miss Steele? Would you ever consider dating someone that worked in the adult industry?"

"I... I don't know. I've not dated much either so I guess I don't really have a frame of reference whether that would be weird or not."

"That surprises me, Ana. You're stunning. Surely men would be knocking down your door to be with you."

"Nooooot really." She scoffs and gives an eye roll.

As she takes a sip of her drink, I lower my voice to a whisper. "Have you got a third boob? Third boobs always throw guys. It's like two is perfect but all of a sudden three is too much."

Ana coughs up her tea and starts snickering. We find ourselves laughing at the absurdity of the image.

"No. No third boob. No second vagina either."

"Oh, now a second vagina is a totally different story. Guys would be all over that. Maybe you should get a tshirt printed. 'No third boob. But check out my second vagina!' That'll totally get the dates rolling in!"

She wads up her napkin and throws it at me playfully.

"I'm more of a stereotypical bookworm. I've got one more semester until I've got my BA in English Literature and Communications. I guess I just haven't had much time to date."

"Is that how you got the gig with the online magazine?"

"Yup. It's not exactly what I want to do for the rest of my life, but it gives me an opportunity to hone my writing skills and pay the bills at the same time. Not to mention the added perks."

"Such as?"

"The occasional free concert or movie screening. Tons of swag. Products I have to review."

"Oh? What kinds of stuff."

Ana reddens again and I can't help but laugh. "You look delightful when you blush. Now I'm most curious what types of products you've had to test-drive and review!"

"Well, it's an adult oriented magazine, so I think you can figure that out."

"Ah. And you say you've never dated!" I wink.

"Well, I'd hardly call that a date. The battery operated boyfriends seldom buy me dinner first."

"Fair point well made, Miss Steele!" My blackberry buzzes, interrupting our banter. I check the text I received. "I'm sorry, I'd love to stay and chat with you some more, but I just got a text from my agent wanting to meet with me."I say as I signal to the waitress for the bill.

"Oh shit. Sorry. I'll wrap this up."

"Well, any last questions? Do you have enough for what you're writing?"

"I think that's it for now. Thank you! That was great!"

"Well, if you think of anything else you'd like to ask, here's my number. Give me a call if you need more information." I slide a business card over to her, brushing my thumb against hers as she takes it from me.

The bill arrives, and we both reach for the slip of paper at the same time.

"Miss Grey, Let me get this. I insist!"

"Christian, please. This is on the magazine!"

"No no! I've got this!"

Ana wrestles the bill from my fingers, prying them from the slip and clutching the check to her chest.

"It's fine! I insist! You've been too kind to spare me some of your time. And honestly, the magazine will cover it."

"Fine," I concede. "I'll just have to take care of the bill the next time."

Ana busies herself, fumbling with her purse to fish out her wallet. My subtle request seems to have gone unnoticed. I reach out and still one of her hands with mine.

"Ana, do you want grab dinner with me again some time?"

Ana freezes, mouth agape as she stares at me, incredulous. After a beat, she shakes herself from her daze. "I'm sorry, what?"

"You know, dinner? Maybe more witty conversation? Surely you've heard of it. Kind of like what we're doing now, but without any recording devices." I say, gesturing towards her recorder on the table.

The delicious blush creeps over her features yet again as she stammers, "I... you want to... do you mean... I mean... dinner? really?"

"I enjoyed this. And I'd very much like to meet with you again. If you'd like to, that is."

"I'd really like that." She beams. She reaches over to stop her recorder and drop it into her bag, then pauses to look at me. "Um... just so we're clear... when you say dinner. Are we talking, like... a business, interview arrangement? Or, more like..."

"More like a date, Miss Steele. Again, only if you're interested."

Her eyes widen in surprise. "Yes. That sounds like fun."

"Are you free on Friday?"

"Yes."

"Great. I'll give you a call on Thursday to figure out details." I rise from my seat.

"Wonderful. I look forward to it!"

"Do you need a ride anywhere? You said your car broke down."

"Oh no, I'm fine on foot, but thank you for the offer."

"Until Friday then." Ana rises and reaches out to shake my hand. I shake it cordially, then turn her wrist and lift her hand to my lips to plant a gentle kiss on the back of it.

"Until Friday," she murmurs hoarsely.

And with that, I head for my car.