Obscure Boundaries-- Chapter 9
BELLE AND CHANGMIN, COME OVER HERE… I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING!” Manuel hollered above the noise of the changing set.
Isabella stifled in a groan, irked that Manuel, as much as she loved him, had ruined her and Changmin’s moment of truth. She looked at Changmin and was slyly pleased to find him rolling his eyes.
“Okay, so I’m truly impressed with you two’s performance today and both me and the photographer were really inspired. So, there is a special joint shoot for Calvin Klein and Victoria Secret and I’ve been searching for the perfect people to do this for a while now. Guess I don’t need to anymore,” Manuel cheekily winked. Isabella giggled at his naughty expression. Changmin shuffled nervously. He didn’t like where this was going. “So as you probably would’ve deduced by now, this will be an intimate shoot with lingerie. I will be expecting that you sell ‘sex’ so get yourselves prepared and I’ll see you tomorrow at 9AM. Don’t be late!” And with that, Manuel excused himself away, leaving behind a very awkward Isabella and Changmin.
“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then…” Isabella cracked their embarrassing silence with a small, uncertain smile.
“Oh… yeah,” Changmin nodded calmly, but inside, he was in utter turmoil.
~*~*~*~*~
“I can’t do this… I can’t do this… Arrghhh this is so weird!” Changmin wailed to his wardrobe assistant while warily eyeing his only piece of clothing, tight spandex briefs.
“Calm down Max! This should be a walk in the park for you. Enjoy it man, it’s not very often that you can take such steamy pictures with such a sexy babe like Isabella.” Changmin moved around his legs and was horrified that Changmin jr. was getting more and harder as he thought about the oncoming shoot with Isabella. “This is terrible. Look at it!” Changmin complained, pointing downwards.
The assistant laughed hysterically and slapped Changmin on the back. “You sure have a lot of package down there. I can’t wait to see what’ll happen.”
“You’re supposed to help me, not laugh at my misery!”
“Hey, don’t forget that you’re also a hot dude. Isabella is probably reveling in pure joy right now. Like I said, people would murder to be in both of your positions so just chillax and let your body take control. It’s like getting paid while being laid.”
“Ugh, you’re sick.”
“Proud of it.”
Meanwhile, Isabella was going through the same trouble in her dressing room. But she was so nervous she couldn’t even mutter a clear, coherent sentence. She wringed her hands nervously and peeked at herself in the mirror. Her lacy push-up bra and hip-huggers were of a rich black. With the insistence of the client, she had to bedeck her legs with thin, black stockings that went up to her thighs and connected to the panties. To top it off, she had on 6 inch heels and a steaming cherry-red face that didn’t match whatsoever with the scandalous outfit (or infit to put it in context). A knock came at the door. “Belle honey? It’s time to come out now. They’re all waiting for you.” Isabella looked at her anxious expression in the mirror. Inhaling deeply, she dabbed her lips with shimmery lip-gloss and decided to rock this, no matter how jittery and dangerously buoyant she felt with all those butterflies flapping in her stomach. Changmin would be begging for more once she was finished with him. Isabella smiled at that thought. It calmed her down even more and she tucked away her butterflies for now. She would have plenty of time to release them and freak out about it at home. She stepped out of the room with renewed confidence.
Changmin looked toward the opening door and was delighted yet frightened at what he saw. Isabella’s sensuous curves were accentuated by the stockings and high heels, making her butt look way perkier than normal and her legs ridiculously long. Her breasts were barely covered by the bra, exposing a fair amount of volumous cleavage and her wildly tousled hair only made jr. ‘BOING!!!’ to life. He looked down. This was not good.
“Okay, now that the models are here, let’s start the shoot!” Manuel’s chirpy voice added to the rising hormonal levels and sexual tension. Finding themselves being ushered onto a crisp, white bed with a drooping see-through silk canopy, Changmin and Isabella winced at how tacky this was.
“Be natural. I know you two can do it. So give me something hot!” An assistant turned on the radio and Usher’s ‘Nice and Slow’ was playing.
‘I just wanna take it nice and slow
Now baby tell me what you wanna do with me…’
Isabella looked bashfully at Changmin beside her. He, in turn, returned her look with an equally alarmed expression. Isabella had to take the first move or they’d be stuck there forever. With a quick push, she knocked him down on his back and straddled his waist. Placing her slightly shaking hands on his hard pecs, she whipped her hair to one side and sat on him. She felt the slight poking bulge beneath her, which increased her heart rate at an extreme level.
“That’s it Belle, work it girl! Oooooo I’m getting the chills again.”
Changmin, on the other hand, was flipping out. With Isabella taking the first move, he felt infuriated that he wasn’t the one who took initiative. He had to do something to let her know that HE was the man here. So he forced his hands firmly up on her thighs and made stroking patterns on her bare skin right above the stockings. He saw Isabella bite her lip and was encouraged to carry on further. Rolling on top of her, he took hold of both her arms and pinned them up near her head. With her lying down and looking up at him in lustful pleasure, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He attacked her smooth neck first, slowly leaving trails of deep kisses down towards her breasts while sensually caressing them. She arched her back in ecstasy and brought one leg up, moaning his name softly. He’d give anything to hear her call out his name in such craving and desire.
Usher’s soulful R&B rang through the room, adding intensity and passion to the fiery action.
‘Don't keep me waiting
I got plans to put my hands in places
I've never seen, girl you know what I mean
See I've been waiting for this for so long …’
“Slow down you two! You’re going too fast for the camera! Don’t forget to pose and show off the clothes and brand, not just your bodies!” Manuel chuckled at how engrossed the two horny teens were.
Despite the mind-numbing feeling Isabella had with Changmin’s arousing touches, she suddenly thought of the best idea. She pushed Changmin off her gently and brought herself up on her knees. She told the crew about her intentions. With the canopy blowing against their forms with the prepared fan, she gave the set a more ethereal feel; but secretly, she wanted to block everyone from clearly witnessing what was going to happen and to also drown out Changmin and her voices with the loud whir of the fan. Facing Changmin who also was kneeling, she lifted her hands and cupped his face. She put her forehead against his and snaked her arms around his neck, bringing their bodies skin to skin. Changmin in turn, wrapped his arms around her waist and his hands found the nook of her back, gently stroking it up and down. It sent shivers and tingles throughout Isabella’s body and she let out a shaky breath.
“Changmin… 3 things: 1, Junsu’s not my boyfriend.” Isabella whispered, breathing deeply. Changmin felt her hot breath against his skin and with that, she closed the distance between their lips before he could react. The contact was electric.
Changmin slowly opened his mouth and poked his tongue against Isabella’s sweet lips. She relented and both tongues were dancing with each other, putting on their own steamy show. The two teens were craving for more, intensifying the kiss with more urgency and fervor, roaming their hands everywhere about their bodies.
Isabella pulled out with much energy. Changmin couldn’t help but whimper a bit. Isabella shushed him with a peck.
“2, He’s my brother,” and Isabella gave Changmin what he wanted. Changmin was the one to pull out surprised, and mumbled that he was sorry for mistaking her.
“But why were you so close and cuddly with him? You don’t know how jealous I was…” Changmin whined, sticking out his lips sadly.
“Awww, you were jealous? Ahahaha I’m so happy.”
Finding her neck and sucking eagerly at it, Changmin’s tongue and mouth teased and tickled with flicks and tiny bites, earning moans once again from Isabella. Changmin smiled.
“I found your weak spot.” Changmin breathed coarsely in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe before finding his way to her mouth again.
Isabella then said shyly in between kisses, “3… I… mmppfff… like you.”
Changmin stopped and smiled. “So do I Belle. In fact, I’m possibly falling in love with you.”
Isabella blushed a deep red and Changmin chuckled, resuming their kiss, but this time, gentle and romantic. Isabella closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
~*~*~*~*~
Spring break has ended and school has started again. But instead of trudging unwilling to school, everyone was in high spirits, excited to see their friends, classmates, teachers…. And lovers. Junsu and Yoochun weren’t on that level yet but they were very close friends. They talked a lot the in the last weeks and found a mutual understanding. Junsu was proved wrong about Yoochun once again through their interactions, making him regret to have ever rejected such an extraordinary friend. News had got around and everyone was treating Junsu a little friendlier, talking and smiling at him. Yoochun was well respected among the school, even though he was still considered a new kid, so anyone that was associated to him was given the same treatment. Junsu improved a little as well, answering them politely instead of straight-out ignorance. He was still wary about their true intentions behind their smiles, knowing that most of them still do it just to receive positive attention from himself and Yoochun, but he decided not to dwell on it. He mistook Yoochun’s intentions so he can’t just assume everyone is the same.
On the other hand, Isabella and Changmin’s relationship had spread like wildfire since the first day back. A lot of people had seen the sexy photo shoot in magazines and were worshipping them like sex gods. Their social status rose to the highest percentile and people were flocking around them, wanting to get a peek at the hot couple and some to even get signatures and photos. But maybe the most amusing thing was that people were asking for advice on how to steam up the bedroom.
On the first day back during passing time, Changmin found Isabella at her locker. He sneaked up behind her, snaked his arms around her and leaned on her shoulder, nuzzling her neck with his nose. He smelt that comforting sweet, fruity perfume on the scarf that she had on and gently kissed her cheek.
“Aahhhhh Minnie!” Isabella squealed as he nearly pushed her into the locker. She giggled and turned to face him. Pouting, she pointed to her scarf.
“You gave me such a big hickey I couldn’t even cover it with makeup! It’s so embarrassing to wear this while it’s boiling hot right now.” Isabella tugged at her scarf to show him.
“My my, the bigger it is, the more I love you. That’s nothing to be shy about baby,” Changmin cooed, stroking her neck with his cool finger tips. Isabella shivered pleasantly.
“You know, I was thinking… Maybe you and me at my place tonight for dinner? I can cook a mighty meal for you and then… you know,” Isabella batted her eyelashes shyly, looking up at Changmin, who could only grin like a maniac. “I’d really like that.”
A/N: So yeah, a pretty short chapter… I wanted Minbelle to get together before I really develop further into the story… Hope you enjoyed! *^^*
Isabella stifled in a groan, irked that Manuel, as much as she loved him, had ruined her and Changmin’s moment of truth. She looked at Changmin and was slyly pleased to find him rolling his eyes.
“Okay, so I’m truly impressed with you two’s performance today and both me and the photographer were really inspired. So, there is a special joint shoot for Calvin Klein and Victoria Secret and I’ve been searching for the perfect people to do this for a while now. Guess I don’t need to anymore,” Manuel cheekily winked. Isabella giggled at his naughty expression. Changmin shuffled nervously. He didn’t like where this was going. “So as you probably would’ve deduced by now, this will be an intimate shoot with lingerie. I will be expecting that you sell ‘sex’ so get yourselves prepared and I’ll see you tomorrow at 9AM. Don’t be late!” And with that, Manuel excused himself away, leaving behind a very awkward Isabella and Changmin.
“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then…” Isabella cracked their embarrassing silence with a small, uncertain smile.
“Oh… yeah,” Changmin nodded calmly, but inside, he was in utter turmoil.
~*~*~*~*~
“I can’t do this… I can’t do this… Arrghhh this is so weird!” Changmin wailed to his wardrobe assistant while warily eyeing his only piece of clothing, tight spandex briefs.
“Calm down Max! This should be a walk in the park for you. Enjoy it man, it’s not very often that you can take such steamy pictures with such a sexy babe like Isabella.” Changmin moved around his legs and was horrified that Changmin jr. was getting more and harder as he thought about the oncoming shoot with Isabella. “This is terrible. Look at it!” Changmin complained, pointing downwards.
The assistant laughed hysterically and slapped Changmin on the back. “You sure have a lot of package down there. I can’t wait to see what’ll happen.”
“You’re supposed to help me, not laugh at my misery!”
“Hey, don’t forget that you’re also a hot dude. Isabella is probably reveling in pure joy right now. Like I said, people would murder to be in both of your positions so just chillax and let your body take control. It’s like getting paid while being laid.”
“Ugh, you’re sick.”
“Proud of it.”
Meanwhile, Isabella was going through the same trouble in her dressing room. But she was so nervous she couldn’t even mutter a clear, coherent sentence. She wringed her hands nervously and peeked at herself in the mirror. Her lacy push-up bra and hip-huggers were of a rich black. With the insistence of the client, she had to bedeck her legs with thin, black stockings that went up to her thighs and connected to the panties. To top it off, she had on 6 inch heels and a steaming cherry-red face that didn’t match whatsoever with the scandalous outfit (or infit to put it in context). A knock came at the door. “Belle honey? It’s time to come out now. They’re all waiting for you.” Isabella looked at her anxious expression in the mirror. Inhaling deeply, she dabbed her lips with shimmery lip-gloss and decided to rock this, no matter how jittery and dangerously buoyant she felt with all those butterflies flapping in her stomach. Changmin would be begging for more once she was finished with him. Isabella smiled at that thought. It calmed her down even more and she tucked away her butterflies for now. She would have plenty of time to release them and freak out about it at home. She stepped out of the room with renewed confidence.
Changmin looked toward the opening door and was delighted yet frightened at what he saw. Isabella’s sensuous curves were accentuated by the stockings and high heels, making her butt look way perkier than normal and her legs ridiculously long. Her breasts were barely covered by the bra, exposing a fair amount of volumous cleavage and her wildly tousled hair only made jr. ‘BOING!!!’ to life. He looked down. This was not good.
“Okay, now that the models are here, let’s start the shoot!” Manuel’s chirpy voice added to the rising hormonal levels and sexual tension. Finding themselves being ushered onto a crisp, white bed with a drooping see-through silk canopy, Changmin and Isabella winced at how tacky this was.
“Be natural. I know you two can do it. So give me something hot!” An assistant turned on the radio and Usher’s ‘Nice and Slow’ was playing.
‘I just wanna take it nice and slow
Now baby tell me what you wanna do with me…’
Isabella looked bashfully at Changmin beside her. He, in turn, returned her look with an equally alarmed expression. Isabella had to take the first move or they’d be stuck there forever. With a quick push, she knocked him down on his back and straddled his waist. Placing her slightly shaking hands on his hard pecs, she whipped her hair to one side and sat on him. She felt the slight poking bulge beneath her, which increased her heart rate at an extreme level.
“That’s it Belle, work it girl! Oooooo I’m getting the chills again.”
Changmin, on the other hand, was flipping out. With Isabella taking the first move, he felt infuriated that he wasn’t the one who took initiative. He had to do something to let her know that HE was the man here. So he forced his hands firmly up on her thighs and made stroking patterns on her bare skin right above the stockings. He saw Isabella bite her lip and was encouraged to carry on further. Rolling on top of her, he took hold of both her arms and pinned them up near her head. With her lying down and looking up at him in lustful pleasure, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He attacked her smooth neck first, slowly leaving trails of deep kisses down towards her breasts while sensually caressing them. She arched her back in ecstasy and brought one leg up, moaning his name softly. He’d give anything to hear her call out his name in such craving and desire.
Usher’s soulful R&B rang through the room, adding intensity and passion to the fiery action.
‘Don't keep me waiting
I got plans to put my hands in places
I've never seen, girl you know what I mean
See I've been waiting for this for so long …’
“Slow down you two! You’re going too fast for the camera! Don’t forget to pose and show off the clothes and brand, not just your bodies!” Manuel chuckled at how engrossed the two horny teens were.
Despite the mind-numbing feeling Isabella had with Changmin’s arousing touches, she suddenly thought of the best idea. She pushed Changmin off her gently and brought herself up on her knees. She told the crew about her intentions. With the canopy blowing against their forms with the prepared fan, she gave the set a more ethereal feel; but secretly, she wanted to block everyone from clearly witnessing what was going to happen and to also drown out Changmin and her voices with the loud whir of the fan. Facing Changmin who also was kneeling, she lifted her hands and cupped his face. She put her forehead against his and snaked her arms around his neck, bringing their bodies skin to skin. Changmin in turn, wrapped his arms around her waist and his hands found the nook of her back, gently stroking it up and down. It sent shivers and tingles throughout Isabella’s body and she let out a shaky breath.
“Changmin… 3 things: 1, Junsu’s not my boyfriend.” Isabella whispered, breathing deeply. Changmin felt her hot breath against his skin and with that, she closed the distance between their lips before he could react. The contact was electric.
Changmin slowly opened his mouth and poked his tongue against Isabella’s sweet lips. She relented and both tongues were dancing with each other, putting on their own steamy show. The two teens were craving for more, intensifying the kiss with more urgency and fervor, roaming their hands everywhere about their bodies.
Isabella pulled out with much energy. Changmin couldn’t help but whimper a bit. Isabella shushed him with a peck.
“2, He’s my brother,” and Isabella gave Changmin what he wanted. Changmin was the one to pull out surprised, and mumbled that he was sorry for mistaking her.
“But why were you so close and cuddly with him? You don’t know how jealous I was…” Changmin whined, sticking out his lips sadly.
“Awww, you were jealous? Ahahaha I’m so happy.”
Finding her neck and sucking eagerly at it, Changmin’s tongue and mouth teased and tickled with flicks and tiny bites, earning moans once again from Isabella. Changmin smiled.
“I found your weak spot.” Changmin breathed coarsely in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe before finding his way to her mouth again.
Isabella then said shyly in between kisses, “3… I… mmppfff… like you.”
Changmin stopped and smiled. “So do I Belle. In fact, I’m possibly falling in love with you.”
Isabella blushed a deep red and Changmin chuckled, resuming their kiss, but this time, gentle and romantic. Isabella closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
~*~*~*~*~
Spring break has ended and school has started again. But instead of trudging unwilling to school, everyone was in high spirits, excited to see their friends, classmates, teachers…. And lovers. Junsu and Yoochun weren’t on that level yet but they were very close friends. They talked a lot the in the last weeks and found a mutual understanding. Junsu was proved wrong about Yoochun once again through their interactions, making him regret to have ever rejected such an extraordinary friend. News had got around and everyone was treating Junsu a little friendlier, talking and smiling at him. Yoochun was well respected among the school, even though he was still considered a new kid, so anyone that was associated to him was given the same treatment. Junsu improved a little as well, answering them politely instead of straight-out ignorance. He was still wary about their true intentions behind their smiles, knowing that most of them still do it just to receive positive attention from himself and Yoochun, but he decided not to dwell on it. He mistook Yoochun’s intentions so he can’t just assume everyone is the same.
On the other hand, Isabella and Changmin’s relationship had spread like wildfire since the first day back. A lot of people had seen the sexy photo shoot in magazines and were worshipping them like sex gods. Their social status rose to the highest percentile and people were flocking around them, wanting to get a peek at the hot couple and some to even get signatures and photos. But maybe the most amusing thing was that people were asking for advice on how to steam up the bedroom.
On the first day back during passing time, Changmin found Isabella at her locker. He sneaked up behind her, snaked his arms around her and leaned on her shoulder, nuzzling her neck with his nose. He smelt that comforting sweet, fruity perfume on the scarf that she had on and gently kissed her cheek.
“Aahhhhh Minnie!” Isabella squealed as he nearly pushed her into the locker. She giggled and turned to face him. Pouting, she pointed to her scarf.
“You gave me such a big hickey I couldn’t even cover it with makeup! It’s so embarrassing to wear this while it’s boiling hot right now.” Isabella tugged at her scarf to show him.
“My my, the bigger it is, the more I love you. That’s nothing to be shy about baby,” Changmin cooed, stroking her neck with his cool finger tips. Isabella shivered pleasantly.
“You know, I was thinking… Maybe you and me at my place tonight for dinner? I can cook a mighty meal for you and then… you know,” Isabella batted her eyelashes shyly, looking up at Changmin, who could only grin like a maniac. “I’d really like that.”
A/N: So yeah, a pretty short chapter… I wanted Minbelle to get together before I really develop further into the story… Hope you enjoyed! *^^*