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Louis is magnificent.
— the rest can be found in 'Explict scenes'—
"You know he's supposed to be the one in the pictures, not both of you," Harry says out of the blue, voice cracking. He's enjoying it just as much as I do, but not more than Louis, who lets out a sigh of relaxation.
"They won't mind seeing me with him," I dismiss, even though I know this is for the single rubric.
The single rubric includes naughty photos of one model and it separates into singlerubric: naughty clothes and single rubric: toys. The London was happy to help, they know we're the owners of the whole franchise and all that. There are also a duo rubric and group rubric. Louis is here for all of them since we don't have enough models.
"You can do that when we take partner photos if Louis agrees."
"Fine," I huff. "Louis..." he gives me a thumbs up before taking a hold of the dildo. Unhappy, I let it go and go to stand near the lights where I have a perfect view of him. Harry comes closer taking pictures and complimenting Louis as he makes different poses and facial expressions.
When he is on the floor in a submissive position, he grabs his dick through the panties as he rides the dildo. I can't help but grab my member and it affects Harry also. I hope this isn't how he usually does his photoshoot sessions, I don't like to think other people saw him like this.
Like he can read my mind, he looks over me, biting his lip and blinking innocently.
When it's time for another toy, this time anal beads, I also carry him the collar. It's black leather, with a silver buckle. When he sees it, his eyes fill with excitement and sparkles. "You like wearing collars and chokers?"
He nods fast and is still nodding when I get close to him. He bares his neck to me, urging me to put it on. I make mental note to buy him something similar. I put it on, leaving enough space for him to comfortably breathe. I offer him the new toy and he gladly takes it, pulling the dildo out. Harry is watching over photos, biting his lips. I can see his big bulge, and I know he will jerk off later in the bathroom before he goes working. I will also and I have no doubt Marcel will too when he sees them.
He told us this morning when we met in the kitchen that he will pick the best ones himself. Editor, at our company, is just there to select photos. We don't want fakeness here so we don't actually alter models' skin and stuff like that. He also put the pictures in alphabetical order of the model's stage name before sending them to printing in the magazine.
Moan drags me out of my thoughts. I look at Louis, my eyes going down almost immediately after I see the pleasure on his face. He pushed the brads in all the way, the little handle is the only visible part of the toy, and that's because Louis has his arms behind him, leaning on them. Harry snaps a few photos and then Louis is holding the handle and fucking himself with the braids.
Oh gosh, I really hope he didn't do this like that in London.
I don't want anyone seeing my boy like this. If it is my decision, I would tell him to quit Playbunnies. If being the keyword. It's his decision what he wants to do. But I will definitely tell him it makes me possessive and jealous. And controlling. Maybe it isn't the best to tell him, don't want him to get mad.
Unfortunately, I have a feeling he knows what I feel with the way he is looking at me.
Louis is teasing both Harry and me. Sneaking little tease boy. We should punish him. Spanks his ass until it's red and then fuck him so hard he can't walk. Easy, Edward. You don't want to cum in your underwear like a teen.
Several tried toys and taken pictures later, we are done. Louis goes to change, not even shy about the fact he cummed. The wet spot on the panties and cum on his thighs is standing out. He cummed in the last round with the help of vibrator turned on the maximum speed while he choked himself with the collar. And with the help of Harry says "good slut" to him. He erupted then, and I can't say I didn't also, in my hands.
I wipe my hands on the towel, looking at Harry who was looking at photos he has taken. "I don't know if I want to give his images for the magazine."
"Harold, you know he loves his job and he doesn't mind. I get you, I also don't want someone else seeing our boy, but we can't forbid him to not do it."
"Even if we got in a relationship?"
"Especially then."
"Does it really bother you that much?" Shit, he heard us. We turn to him. He's wearing the clothes he came in, phone in his hand. He is using Google translator to tell us what he wants.
"I mean, we're not official, and we won't be for some time, it's too early to step into a relationship. But yes, it does bother us."
"It bothers us that horny men are watching your almost naked body because, well, we're very protective."
"I get it," the automatic voice says on Louis' behave.
"You do?"
We wait until he types what he wants to say. "Yes. You care about the person you have an interest in, in this case, me. You don't want to seem possessive and controlling. I do love my job, and I will work here until I want or get fired. That you got right, you can't order me something like that."
"And we won't. You have my word," I say.
"Our word."
"What Harry said. Our word," I nod, reassuring him. He smiles, proud of himself.
"Are you two going to your works now?"
"Yes," Harry says and I nod.
"Okay, I'm going to go shopping and then to the hotel. See you tomorrow or?" Louis bit his lips shyly.
"We can go on a date in the evening," I offer.
"Another one?" he asks but seems excited.
"Why not?" Harry asks. "We can go to an amusement park. I know it's cliché but whatever," he mumbles the last sentence.
"Amusement park sounds good. At least I won't need to talk that much since I can't even talk but I have to..." the automatic voice stops at that. Louis sigh and goes to type something more. "...type everything I want to sat and my fingers hurt and I'm lazy to do it every time you ask me something. "
We all laugh and I shake my head. "Lou, you're awesome."
