Taming the Alpha {Demon Mpreg}

11. Masaki & Tsuki

🚫R-18🚫

[Shibuya, Japan]

"Okay can I have Miya-chan in the black now please!"
The photographer yelled while pointing in in every which direction, sending staff and crew members flying across the set to grab and rearrange lights and props.

I climbed off the linen lined bed with the help of my assistant before being taken to my dressing room to change, from red to pink, pink to white, now white to black.
This is why I've always refused lingerie shoots...
After changing into the full lace black bra with matching panties, I returned to set and followed the photographers instructions, positioning myself on the bed as he requested.

I'd been modeling for just shy of a year, but I still couldn't shake how strange of a feeling I got while being photographed in front of so many people. It was so odd, but I still tried the best I could to look as relaxed as possible, despite the slight discomfort I felt. However there was one thing that never failed to give me a solid burst of confidence.

All that could be heard on set was the photographers orders and his camera shutter snapping closed as he took photos of my bare body. That was, until the set door opened with a loud creak and in walked a tall, muscular, brown eyed black haired beast. wearing black loose fitting jeans, a white dress shirt which lay open slightly at the collar, and a pair of matt black boots.
So gorgeous...

"Eto-san, I wasn't expecting you to join us."
The photographer spoke with a shocked yet nervous tone, making me smile slightly.
They're all so scared of him, it's hilarious...

Eto smiled kindly at his staff before responding.
"I just thought I would come and check on the shoot, this is the main advertisement for the companies new line after all, it is very important to me."

"Hello Eto-san."
I cooed, making the man look in my direction. I rolled over onto my back, showing my skimpily clad body to my boss as his eyes locked on me. I used both hands to scrape my short black hair from my face, allowing the man to see my cheeky smirk.

Watching the tall man's face drop as he stared at me was so satisfying, his thick neck suddenly began blushing a deep crimson colour before a deep, intimidating growl broke from his throat, making me smirk even wider.

The photographers face also seemed to flush a paper white colour as he looked back at me, clearly not expecting to see me in such a suggestive position.
"M-may we continue, sir?"
He stuttered uncomfortably.

"Maybe we should let Eto-sama join in."
I chuckled, rolling around on the bed while maintaining eye contact with my employer.

"Oh Miya-chan I do not think that is appropr-"
The photographer panicked, flailing his arms around like a chicken without its head, until Eto interrupted.

The beast smirked at me, almost seductively, before kicking his large boots off his feet.
"Well I'm currently wearing the new mens line, so it would be quite appropriate."

The night haired man started toward the bed, unbuttoning his shirt with each step he took. The room was now completely silent... completely, Eto had removed his shirt, revealing his broad muscular body...
And the scars on his neck...
Leaving everyone speechless at his unbelievable beauty.

"Hurry up and get your pants off, I have to be somewhere in 30 minutes."
I laughed as I rolled onto my stomach and knelt upright before shuffling to the edge of the bed. I heard a series of discreet gasps and whispers in response to my words...
If only they knew....

I giggled at my thoughts as Eto reached the bed, my hands instantly grabbed hold of the belt loops of his baggy jeans, pulling him closer in order for me to unbuckle his thick belt.
"This is probably how she got the job in the first place."
One of the set hands whispered, causing my chest to tighten slightly, that hurt. I suddenly spotted Etos fists balling up, so tight that his nails seemed to dig into his skin.