4 - This is too much!

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-Izuku's POV-
Before I knew it, the next day had come. I was at the back of the set with some make up artists helping me prepare.

"Ooo this eye shadow really suits you!" One of the two girls said as they dabbed purple eye shadow on my eyelid.

"Dude! We gotta have a dark colour scheme! Add black as well," the other person interrupted the girls fun as she pouted after looking at the make up she left on me.

A little while I drifted away from the conversation, I did my best to sit still. To be honest, I felt my body was shaking like crazy...

"Girls! Is Izu done?" The male director called from outside the compartment.
"Ah! Yes sir." They quickly brushed back my wavy hair and adjusted the lace black dress I was wearing.

"Here she is, director!" I followed the girls out holding the posture of a young lady.
"Great job!" The director said with thumbs up.

As we headed onto the golden velvet couch on the set, a man was already sitting there. His long legs brawled freely over the seat and chucked his arms out to rest.

"Kacchan..."
I stared intently into his crimson eyes trying to overlook the trembling in my nerves. He was wearing fine dark grey pants, black suit coat and had a transport black sleeved shirt beneath. That garment did bring out his muscles from underneath showing his masculinity.

He had a vulgar expression on my face as he saw me.

I was standing a front his sitting posture.

Suddenly he extended his arm towards me, and grasped my neck pulling me towards him.

Mt face was pulled close to his ear, and I could feel his breath on my cheeks. "So you're really not afraid hah? Wrong move."

"But," he loosened his grip,

"You don't look half bad, so we can go for now." He clicked his tongue, "but let's see whether you can bring out the theme of this shoot." His eyes narrowed as a tricky grin crept across his face.

"Alright we are starting! Positions please," the director called from afar.
Soon cameras were lined to us and the umbrella shutters were aimed at us.

I first stood behind the couch with my arms gently resting on Kacchan's shoulders. I gave a cold intent stare at the camera to increase my ferocious aura.

"Nice!... nice, nice expression," the photography yelled from behind the camera as we heard clicks after another and the blinding light that lighted the room during every split second.

The closest I got to Kacchan was when I sat against him on the couch, and leaned my head onto his shoulders. Whilst also lifting my leg up to display the high heels I was wearing.

"Can we get a more passionate photo?" The photographer said.

I couldn't think of any more poses but just as I tried to devise a plan Kacchan pulled my hand out towards him, causing me to arch my back outwards.

His free hand took hold of my face, the fingers barely touching my lips. From the corner of my eye, I saw him lower his head as if to bite my arm. "K-ka!"

Sshk shk. Loud flashes of white light shines around the room. "Nice!" The photographer continued taking shots.

"Is this seriously the best you can do?" A mischievous grin was upon his face. I felt really awkward as by now I was in a really weird position.

After the previous pose, he turned me around to face him, and pulled my waist to his. I was propped up on my knees on the couch. And one of my knees was situated between his thighs, really close to his member!! (/////)

My other leg stuck out awkwardly and touched the ground with the tip of my toes. Despite me also being a guy, Kacchan's arms felt extremely firm as it hooked around my waist.

My arms was shrunk inwards and kept my hands on his shoulders in case he tried to get more contact.

"Can the girl please face the camera?!" The camera man yelled for the second time. Clearly his patience was running slightly thin.

But I couldn't turn my head. I could feel my cheeks extremely red.
"Wo-hoah! Are you really a guy?" Kacchan snickered facing the front, "Your waist is really thin."

That tripped me up even more, I couldn't think clearly. So when I turned my head slightly to stare at the camera from the corner of my eyes, I couldn't tell if I made a good expression.

"What?" Kacchan further teased, "Cat got your tongue?" And he hugged my waist and pulled me into his chest as he rested his chin on my stomach. His sly face grinning maliciously at my embarrassed state.

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