Kabir
Deep breaths Kabir, this is important.
When I asked Avi to let me click his pictures I didn't consider how difficult it would be for me to concentrate on the actual job and not the person lying in the bed giving a carefree vibe for the camera. The way the sunlight is hitting his stomach, highlighting his rock-solid abs makes it shimmer in a way that I want to lick each one of them taking my time worshipping him.
I am hovering over him on the bed his body in between my legs. We created a cozy setting on the bed with messy sheets and blankets, pillows tossed all around and Avi lying in the middle of it looking like a Popsicle I would devour on a hot summer afternoon.
"Are you taking pictures of my face or my abs?" Avi smirked.
Shit, I didn't even realize I was doing that.
"I don't mind but I don't think these are the portrait shots the gallery would want."
"I wasn't taking pictures of your abs." I lied.
"Sure."
Now he was grinning, knowing I was lying. It's not my fault they look so delicious. The sunlight was making it harder.
"Just keep lying there and stop talking, I need to focus." I was telling that to him and myself because I needed to get a grip on myself for the next few hours, then I could climb him like a tree. Shit, get that image out of my head.
Focus, Kabir. This is important. This is the biggest opportunity of my career and if I don't intend to be a freeloader living on my boyfriend's wealth I need to make the best use of this. I wanted to build a life with Avi as his equal in every sense and while I knew Avi would never say anything about our financial difference, I don't intend on being anyone lesser than him. Sure I can't compare to his family's wealth and I am not trying to, I just want to be comfortable around Avi and only a certain level of success would give me that feeling. That was enough to help me focus.
We spent the next two hours tirelessly on the shoot. I wanted to make full use of the sunlight while we had access to it in the room so break wasn't an option. And Avi felt more at ease with each passing minute. By the time we were done, he looked pretty confident and not like someone who was second-guessing someone.
"Did you get enough to work with?" he asks as he puts on clothes. A sight I wasn't particularly fond of. These kinds of portrait shots have a level of intimacy attached to them. I am not sure if I would be able to do it with anyone else, at least not without a little more practice. I had never done something like this before. It's challenging and exciting.
"For now yes, I might need you to pose one more time after I am done going through this batch of pictures. Would that be okay?" I ask.
"Yes, I think so."
I grin. Having Avi say yes immediately without second-guessing himself might be a bigger reward than people seeing my work in a gallery.
I moved my neck from one side to another trying to ease some of the exhaustion that suddenly started to seep in now that I was done and my focus wasn't on my lens. Today might not have been the best day to do this because I wanted to have an easy Sunday since next week is going to be more hectic. On-location shoots especially with multiple people can be a pain in the ass. Today was comparatively easy with me using a single camera. Tomorrow is going to be a whole lot different with setups and everything else.
"You okay?" Avi was holding me from behind his hands on my waist and I leaned into him closing my eyes.
"Yeah just hate Sundays when I have to work," I murmur.
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Somewhere Only We Go (Editing)
RomanceKabir: Avinash was always supposed to be a means to an end. He wanted me to be his fake boyfriend for a week. He offered me money I couldn't refuse because I had bills to pay. So when I said yes I had a plan. A plan that went down the drain when I...
