"Alright, Quen, I want you to stand there and look down, like you're contemplating something." The photographer instructed him.
The platform they're using for this Supreme Magazine photoshoot is quite renaissance in style. The stage has a velvet black curtain as a backdrop. The lighting set up is a bit dark and mysterious.
He's wearing a black overcoat with matching white formal shirt. His hair is styled to perfection with his bangs in an updo. Without his usual jewelry and cap, he cleaned up pretty nice, considering the chaos this morning.
He smiled, remembering what happened earlier.
As soon as he woke up, Hopie scolded the hell out of him for not getting up early for this photoshoot. He listened half-heartedly because he was trying so hard to hide his arousal from her.
Well who could blame him? He kissed her last night for the first time. He had the most salacious dream before she woke him up. Lastly, just seeing her makes him want to repeat their kiss a gazillion times and do all the naughty stuff he dreamt about and more.
He resorted to wrapping the bed cover around his lower body as he got out of bed. Praying that Hopie wouldn't recognize the tent of his arousal, he made a dash into the bathroom.
Before he got there though, Hopie asked something that made him stopped in his tracks.
"Quenito, what are you hiding in there? Is that your PS4? Show me."
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His mouth formed a big O. Still clutching the cover around him, he stood facing her, rooted to the spot. He glanced downward to the reason for his dilemma. His stiffy became even more pronounced, thanks to her innocent remark.
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He replied with "You're not ready to see this yet, Hopie," which made her blushed profusely.
She reddened even more when he added, "Someday soon, baby."
Then he dashed into the bathroom before his urge to reenact his dream won over his self-control.
"Please stop smiling, Enrique." He heard the annoyance in the photographer's voice.
He straightened up, wiped the silly smile on his face and did what he was told.
