A Photo Is Worth A Thousand Blushes

6b - Angels and Vampires

Gabriel finished up North’s makeup by applying some brownish-grey color along the lines of North’s abdominal muscles with a makeup brush. Gabriel said it was to make his six pack stand out more, like it had more shadow in the little valleys between the muscle groups. Gabriel then handed me a bottle of baby powder and a giant powder puff, instructing me to dab (not wipe!) it all over North’s skin. I was allowed to ignore his legs.

The first squeeze of the baby powder made a cloud that engulfed both North and me, sending us into a coughing fit.

“Baby,” North said in between coughs. “If you don’t like me anymore, just say so. You don’t have to try and kill me by suffocation.” His eyes twinkled at me, but they looked foreign on the North I normally knew because of the colored contacts he wore. His irises were silver instead of their normal dark brown.

I tried to apologize but couldn’t get it out around my own coughing. North had to guide me out of the white cloud still trying to settle before I could get some deep, clean breaths into my lungs. He handed me a bottle of water, which I drank from greedily to clear my mouth of the baby freshness. Once done, North grabbed the bottle from me and took several gulps, not caring my lips were just upon it. I blushed, thinking it was like he took a second hand kiss from me.

“Why aren’t we oiling you up like the rest of us?” I asked as I squeezed more baby powder onto the puff with more caution. The second attempt was vastly more successful.

North smirked down at me. “We’re not shooting for Twilight, Sang Baby. Real vampires don’t sparkle and shine.”

Kota laughed from behind me. Gabriel chastised Kota. “Yeah, motherfucker. Keep laughing if you want your eyeballs poked out with a pencil. Shit.”

I dabbed the powder puff over every hard plane of North’s chest, abdomen, and back. There were a lot of planes that needed to be covered. He couldn’t stifle a couple grunts as I gently dabbed over his pectorals. Even through the silver contacts, his gaze darkened at my touch. I did my best to concentrate on the work and not think about how easy it would be for me to lean forward just a little and press my lips to those shadows Gabriel brushed onto his tummy, but I managed to restrain myself. Normal friends didn’t lick each other like that, did they? Except for Gabriel. He licked me, but not in the way I urged to do to North. I shook the thoughts out of my head, not knowing where they came from. The taste of baby powder was still fresh in my airways, and I didn’t want to make it worse, at least that’s what I told myself to keep myself under control.

The baby powder lightened up North’s normally tan complexion until he looked deathly pale. Add in his silver irises and heavily shadowed eyes, he truly became a being of the undead. The thick, black lines ornamenting his sides and neck added a hint of exoticism to him. He looked amazing, and I wasn’t sure if the camera could contain it all without bursting into flames.

Once Gabriel deemed I was finished with powdering him up, North took my hand and pulled me down the stairs. I missed the feel of his hand around mine when he released me. As excited as I was to be Gabriel’s girlfriend for the weekend, I did not like how the pretense managed to put a veil between me and the rest of the guys. I could never freely indulge in the way every one of them vied for physical contact with me when other people were around.

As soon as Ms. Christine spotted him, she tossed a pair of black leather pants and black motorcycle boots at him. He changed into them behind the privacy screen set up in the studio, then commenced with the light check.