America 1987

Chapter 63 Queen's Attack

Boom!

Nicole's body was thrown onto the table.

This is a small study with a high-end leather chair and a large table. There are no obstructive decorations. Heaven knows why a hotel suite would design such a place.

Do you like this method?

David bent down symbolically, pressing his arm against the back of her neck, and stood behind her swaying hips. He then unbuckled her belt and forcefully pulled her sweatpants down.

"Didn't you say I was a queen-like dominant type?"

Nicole took a deep breath and then spoke.

Well, on their way back, David inadvertently mentioned that his partner was good at playing "queen-like" characters. Nicole, naturally, pressed for details about this unfamiliar yet sophisticated-sounding term.

"Queen Domination" was originally a professional term from the BL (Boys' Love) culture, but it has since been generalized to describe various strong female characters.

These days, the term is often used to describe women with a strong presence. If we were to use a few keywords to describe them, it would be: outgoing, assertive, with leadership qualities, a mature and dignified demeanor, and someone who doesn't seem easy to mess with.

In fact, using this word to summarize Nicole's main screen image is not a big problem.

Standing at 180cm tall, with fair skin and a sharply defined face, she exudes an aura of "keep away." Adding to this is her unique eyebrow and eye structure—raised eyebrows, eyebrows pressing down on her eyes, and downward-sloping double eyelids—which contribute to an overall "cold" demeanor, even when she smiles, there's a hint of anger.

With such striking physical attributes, calling her a chosen "queen" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

However, Nicole was clearly not satisfied with this assessment.

The reason is simple: this kind of character is basically incompatible with mainstream awards.

In fact, in the original timeline, "queen-like" characters were not very popular with mainstream Hollywood awards.

In the 1988 film, all but one of the women nominated for the Academy Award for Best Actress played the role of a victim, with Jodie Foster, the winner that year, playing a rape victim in "The Rape of the Bride".

This pattern continued for decades, with Best Actress winners like Brie Larson in *Room*, Cate Blanchett in *Blue Jasmine*, and Natalie Portman in *Black Swan* all playing the role of a victim to some extent.

Even Nicole Kidman's own Oscar for Best Actress (The Hours) and Emmy Award (Big Little Lies) follow this pattern—Woolf was a victim of mental breakdown and eventual suicide, while Celeste was a victim of domestic violence.

Even though she possesses a strong "queen-like" appearance, the roles she won awards for were still broken, painful, and crushed by fate.

To some extent, this can be considered a form of gender bias; the academic, older white male judges do seem more inclined to award trophies to "suffering women."

Therefore, in order to prevent David from actually assigning her roles based on this persona in the future, Nicole immediately chose to prove through her actions that she was not a "queen-like" type.

"Snapped!"

Without saying a word, David slapped the exposed buttocks.

Although he had no evidence, he strongly suspected that the other party might just be using this as an excuse to play some new tricks on him.

Sure enough, women with a cool and aloof demeanor often harbor a deep-seated desire to be conquered.

Before his time travel, David had no idea how white, yellow, and black people were distinguished.

He initially thought it was because of skin color, but later he realized how ridiculous he had been.

There are necessarily people with darker skin among Caucasians, and there are necessarily people with fair skin among Asians. The distinction between white, yellow, and black is based on bloodline, not skin color.

However, it goes without saying what race someone as fair-skinned as Nicole is.

He remembered that he first met Nicole through a photo—the classic photo of her and Tom Cruise. Nicole stood there, so fair and radiant, literally so, that Tom Cruise next to her looked like a bodyguard.

Although it was later learned that the photo was likely manipulated by Tom Cruise's former agent, Pat Kinsley, through special means, and was specifically used to discredit him due to some personal grudges.

However, because of his first impression, he stubbornly believed that Nicole was very fair-skinned.

It's unnecessary now, because the other party is indeed very naive and doesn't need his opinion.

This butt has some racial advantage; its skin is as white as milk. Not only is it well-developed and firm, but it's also round and perky. It's soft to the touch and bouncy to the touch, making you want to slap it again.

"Hey, what are you doing, David?" Nicole groaned as she was hit, her face turning slightly red.

"Didn't you say you wanted to prove to me that you weren't a domineering queen?"

Damn it, I didn't use much force. David didn't expect that pale skin would be so sensitive. Looking at the red bumps on it, he couldn't help but touch it back and forth along those lines.

"Just bear with it. You're also a victim here. Rehearsing for you in advance will only do you good, not harm."

David started talking nonsense again, completely shameless.

There is a famous quote in Liu Cixin's science fiction novel "The Three-Body Problem": "Losing humanity means losing a lot; losing animality means losing everything."

So this time, David is trying to reclaim everything he has.

The heavy solid wood desk creaked as it moved, David's tense muscles trembled, and large beads of sweat, the size of soybeans, landed on Nicole's slightly trembling back.

He led the other person to the bed and they lay down together on their sides.

There was silence, with only David's labored breathing as he worked like a bellows, his muscular chest pressed against Nicole's back, the middle of which was covered in hot, slippery sweat.

"How did things get like this, David? Didn't you say I was the victim?" Nicole turned over, put one hand on Xue Chongxun's waist, and propped her head up with the other, looking closely at his sweaty and tired face.

"Why do I feel like you've become the victim?"

David looked at her, their breaths mingling in each other's midstream, making it feel almost suffocating due to lack of oxygen.

So David ignored her teasing, created a little distance, and said helplessly, "I'm not really the one who's going to assault you. If I were, you wouldn't just be covered in sweat by now. Pretending to be a beast while actually hurting you must be exhausting, okay, Nicole?"

Nicole propped her head up with her hand, glanced upwards for a moment, and asked curiously, "Are you tired?"

"very tired."

She shifted her body again, bringing her face closer to him and offering her lips. David, who had just said he was tired, immediately began to passionately kiss her.

"Do you like me a lot?" she whispered. "Why do you still want to kiss me when you're so tired?"

“Let me tell you a secret,” David whispered in her ear, “I was inspired to make ‘Sex, Lies, and Videotape’ after seeing your photos in ‘Sailing Beyond the Horizon’.”