fic; offshot
Title: Offshot
Pairing: RyoShige
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Photographer Nishikido Ryo finds himself in a bit of a dilemma when he has to do an erotic photo shoot of the attractive model Kato Shigeaki.
Author’s Note: 3224 words. AU. For the Bunny Meme, originally requested here.
It starts out as just another shoot. Ryo’s done probably thousands of these by now that he doesn’t feel the need to waste any time. Except that’s before he realizes exactly who is on his schedule and what kind of photo shoot he’s coming in to do.
Kato Shigeaki is a popular model. He’s tall with a beautiful smile and has his face plastered all over Japan. Ryo’s never worked with him before but has heard stories from his photographer friends, who all say, that despite him being a model, Kato is not at all stuck-up or annoying. In fact, he’s down-to-earth and fun to be around.
Of course, none of his friends have magazines with Kato’s shoots hidden under their beds.
And really, it was by accident, it’s not like Ryo has like, a crush on Kato or anything. Because that would be absurd, and Ryo is totally cooler than that.
This is what he tells himself at least as he waits for Kato to show up for the shoot, unable to believe that not only is he doing a photo shoot for him, but it’s a naked photo shoot. Of course, Ryo thinks bitterly, hating his life as he stares at Kato’s name on his schedule for the day and feels a strange whoop in his stomach when he realizes they use the same kanji in their name and-
“Um, excuse me?” says a low voice, cutting through Ryo’s thoughts and nearly making him fall off his chair in surprise.
It doesn’t help when he looks up and finds the very person he’s spent all morning thinking about standing right before him and Ryo’s first thought is that he’s ever more attractive in person. He mentally smacks himself for it in the next second and straightens up, rubbing his palms across the front of his jeans and laughing nervously. “Sorry,” he says, and holds out a hand. “Kato Shigeaki, I’m guessing? I’m Nishikido Ryo. I’ll be your photographer today.”
Kato pushes giant sunglasses up to rest on his head and he smiles that winsome smile at Ryo. It lights up his eyes and makes Ryo’s blood pound in his ears. “Nice to meet you,” he says, shaking Ryo’s hand.
Ryo grins and leads him into the main studio. “Since this is, um, an erotic shoot,” Ryo says, feeling heat in his cheeks already, “it’ll be a closed set. Just the two of us. Makes it less awkward for you.”
Kato shrugs. “I’m used to it,” he says. “I have no qualms about being naked in front of other people.”
Great, Ryo thinks. It would be so much easier to deal with this if Kato was some awkward, shy man instead of the confident model Ryo knows he is. “Then we should get through this with no problem,” he says and Kato smiles.
“That would make my day, to be honest. I can go home when we’re done here,” he says, looking pretty excited by the prospect and Ryo laughs.
“Well, then let’s just get right to it,” he says, and leads Kato to the main set. “I was thinking a few teaser shoots, you know, shirt open, pants undone, that kind of thing.”
Kato nods along as Ryo explains, watching him closely with dark eyes. Ryo tries to look at a spot above his shoulder instead of directly at him because he’s not sure what his own eyes would give away.
“Those we’ll do here on the couch,” Ryo says, gesturing to the red loveseat. “Then, of course, there are the actual, um, naked shots.”
Kato smirks in the corner of his mouth when Ryo glances at him. Ryo flushes and looks away and turns to the bed to the left. “Those will be over there,” he says, realizing his voice is getting quieter as he speaks. He clears his throat and turns back to Kato and says, “Um, we have the outfits ready for you in the dressing room. Someone is back there to help you put on what you need. When you’re ready, just come on out.”
Kato gives Ryo a wide grin and nods and heads off to the dressing room door Ryo points him to. The second he’s gone Ryo lets out a huge sigh and mentally gears himself up for a long shoot. Already his body is reminding him of his obvious attraction to Kato and it really does not help seeing him in person like this. He’s hot, Ryo can’t deny it, and with that low voice of his, it’s like his dreams coming true.
Not that he has dreams about Kato. Of course not.
Ryo quickly busies himself with getting the sets properly ready, adding a few throw pillows onto the couch and a changing the angle of it against the backdrop. He’s fiddling with the camera and computers when Kato returns, and Ryo looks up instantly, only to feel his breath die in his throat.
Kato’s wearing dark, tight jeans that are low on his hips, and a simple white button up shirt. His hair has been professionally tousled to give it a messy, almost rock-star look, and when he gets closer, Ryo sees the eyeliner traced around his eyes. Ryo swallows thickly and manages to get out, “Ready, Kato-san?”
Kato laughs and says, “Just call me Shige. I don’t like all those formalities.” He smiles. “It was Ryo, right?”
Ryo’s stomach does a dangerous flop at the sound of his name in Shige’s voice and he nods, unable to speak.
“Great!” Kato-Shige, Ryo reminds himself-says and then turns toward the couch. “Where do you want me?”
Ryo’s glad the immediate answer in his head is not what he says aloud, though, yes, he really would like Shige on the floor, right now. Ryo shakes his head quickly, clearing himself of all unprofessional thoughts, and walks past Shige to the couch and says, “Sit here, to the side. Put your elbow on the arm rest and your chin on your palm.”
Shige obeys without question and Ryo likes him even more because of it, already beginning to understand what his friends have said about him. He’s efficient, doesn’t start tantrums or make complaints. Instead he follows directions, voices his own opinions and tries to come to compromises when they don’t see things the same way. His attitude not only makes Ryo like him more, but makes this the easiest shoot he’s ever had, despite the whole physical attraction Ryo has to him, which he’s never had to deal with before, at least it’s never been this bad.
There’s just something about Shige that makes Ryo enraptured by him, unable to stop watching every little thing he does, even if it’s simply tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear or pressing his tongue to the corner of his mouth when he looks at the photos Ryo’s taken on the computer.
Of course there’s also the fact that Shige is lying across the couch with his jeans unbuttoned, pushing them lower as he offers the camera a completely dirty look that makes Ryo’s skin burn. This is not good, he tells himself, and tries hard to focus on anything that isn’t Shige and how fucking hot he is.
“You’re good at this,” Ryo finds himself saying when Shige returns after a quick outfit change. He’s in a deep green shirt that forms to his body and black, leather pants. Ryo has to tear his eyes away from his ass when Shige turns around to view the new set Ryo added to their plans, deciding that having one more in a different outfit would add to the shoot.
It’s just a simple table and chair set with a bookcase beside it, a few on the table along with a mug of coffee. Shige slinks into the chair and picks up one of the books, smiling as he replies, “It’s my job. I’ve learned how to get through it fast but still do a good job.”
Ryo nods. “You’re just the first model I’ve worked with who is so, well, competent,” he says and Shige full-out laughs. Ryo feels warmth in his chest from watching him, feeling the sound of Shige’s laughter in his ears.
“Well, thanks, I guess,” he says and grins. “You’re not such a bad photographer, either.”
Ryo makes a mock-affronted sound and replies haughtily, “Because I’m the best, you know.”
Shige eyes him skeptically. “Hmm, is that so?”
Ryo just smirks and Shige laughs again, and before Ryo realizes it, he’s snapping a shot of his laughter. He smiles when he looks at the photo on the camera and says, “That’s good. A few lively shots like this will really add to the shoot. Keep it up.”
“Then you’d better say something funny,” Shige replies, grinning. “I can’t laugh naturally on command.”
“And here I thought you were a professional model,” Ryo returns easily, watching Shige now through the viewfinder on the camera. “You’ve been fooling me all along.”
He snaps another shot when Shige smiles brilliantly, his face glowing in mirth and this section of the shoot goes smoothly after that. Ryo gets many great shots, goes through them with Shige, discussing the ones they like the best, before he sends Shige off to undress for the last part of the shoot.
“I don’t mind doing it right here, you know,” Shige says, and Ryo just laughs nervously, “but I guess I’ll spare you.”
Contemplating what that means, Ryo watches Shige return to the dressing room, eyes on his ass that is accented by the leather pants. Ryo’s almost sad to see them go but then Shige’s returning, in just a white bathrobe and Ryo’s mouth runs dry. The look Shige gives him is smug, like he knows exactly what Ryo’s thinking and Ryo really hopes he doesn’t.
Shige silently heads to the bed and pulls off the bathrobe, letting it fall over his shoulders to pool around his feet. Ryo doesn’t even bother trying not to stare, Shige’s a model, he probably gets this all the time, anyway, and he drinks in the sight of Shige’s pale skin, the way he stretches his arms over his head, the muscles working in his back, before he dives playfully onto the bed.
Ryo lets out a breathless chuckle when Shige turns to look at him, lying upon his stomach and propping his head up in his hand.
“Are you going to take pictures or are you just going to stare?” Shige asks him, lips quirking up in the corner.
Ryo almost drops his camera as he starts back to reality. Heat rises in his cheeks and he quickly shuffles over to Shige’s side, grabbing a stool to get up above the bed and take a picture from above. Shige gives him heated looks intermingled with innocence, an almost deadly combination that has arousal clutching at the pit of Ryo’s belly in a relentless grip.
“Lie on your back,” Ryo says, hoping his voice doesn’t sound as ridiculous to Shige as it does to his own ears. He tries not to look where his body is telling him to, keeping his eyes focused on Shige through the viewfinder, stepping off the stool to walk around and take a wide shot.
Shige sits up, pulls a pillow to his lap and grins and Ryo snaps another shot, laughing comfortably as Shige continues to switch up the sexy atmosphere of the shoot with a few lighter poses. Ryo just lets him take the reins, following him back to the couch where he spreads across it, all long beautiful limbs, completely unconcerned by his nudity.
“You’re a little too good at this,” Ryo mutters and Shige just laughs, head tilted back and exposing the slope of his throat.
Ryo’s too mesmerized by the view he forgets to take a picture and quickly says, “Do that again,” as he heads over to the couch and tries to figure out the best way to take that photo.
Shige seems to notice him contemplating and pulls on his elbow. “Just get up here,” he says and Ryo’s heart hammers in his chest as he suddenly finds himself straddling Shige upon the couch, knees on either side of his hips as he leans over him with his camera poised before his face.
The looks Shige give him now are all intense, deep and dark and full of raw passion, like he’s doing it on purpose just to rile Ryo up. He lifts a hand into his hair, pulling bangs into his eyes and staring up through them. He turns his head away from Ryo and glances seductively at him. He stretches languidly and makes a look that would compete with the best porn stars Ryo’s ever seen.
And Ryo just captures frame after frame after frame of gorgeous, beautiful, and unbelievably hot Shige, his own private show of just what this man can do, even if it’s just second nature to him by now, each gesture and each glance has Ryo’s heart pounding and his arousal fighting through his cracking resistance.
“Okay,” Ryo says hoarsely, “why, why don’t we take a break, look at what we have so far, and-” He makes an undignified squawk as he falls straight on top of Shige in his attempt to get off the couch and his eyes widen in horror as he realizes finally just how hard he’s become, his crotch rubbing against Shige’s hip, Shige’s hands automatically reaching out to steady him.
“Ah,” Shige says, and Ryo kind of wants to die right now, because there’s no way Shige doesn’t feel his arousal against his skin. “Is that why you’ve been so nervous this entire time?”
“S-Shut up,” Ryo mutters, quickly trying to get off the couch again, but now Shige’s fingers curl into his elbows and pull him closer and Ryo gasps when he realizes with a start that he’s not the only one feeling this way.
He glances up at Shige’s face, sees the honesty there just barely hiding the lust, and before Ryo knows it, Shige is leaning forward and pressing those red, red lips to his.
For a second it feels like his world has stopped, and then Shige is prying his lips open with his tongue and slipping into his mouth, kissing him hard and with an urgency that rocks through Ryo’s body. It’s most definitely not a dream, he tells himself as he hesitantly kisses back, and it’s definitely better than any of those times Ryo’s thought about Shige. Not that he does it often or anything. Of course not.
Shige’s reaches out to Ryo’s hand still holding the camera, gently takes it from him and sets it onto the floor beside the couch before he threads those fingers through Ryo’s hair and pulls him closer. Without the camera in his hands, Ryo gives into the moment and grinds down against Shige, swallowing his deep moan and kissing him harder because of it.
It’s helpful that Shige is already naked, Ryo sliding a hand between them to wrap around his erection and feeling his own arousal strengthen from the noises Shige makes as he strokes him. Shige pulls hard on his shirt, nearly ripping it into half until Ryo backs off and lets him drag it over his head. It falls to the floor as Shige presses his lips to the crook of Ryo’s neck, alternating between his teeth and his lips and his tongue and driving Ryo crazy. He’s sure there’ll be a bruise there later but he can’t seem to mind, only able to roll his body down against Shige and curl his arms around Shige’s back as the move together with more desperation than before.
Of course that’s when Ryo seems to realize just where this is going and remembers he doesn’t have anything with him for it. He tells Shige as much who just groans, out of frustration or the fact that Ryo grinds against him particularly roughly is Ryo’s guess, but then he responds, “Fuck, I don’t care. Just do something, will you?”
The urgency in his voice makes Ryo shudder and before he knows it, he’s sliding down Shige’s legs, pushing Shige back against the armrest of the couch and awkwardly fitting himself at the opposite end. He takes Shige’s cock in his hand and strokes it firmly a few times, watches as Shige groans and twitches in his hand. He catches Shige’s eyes, smirks just a little embarrassedly before leaning in to suck Shige into his mouth.
“Shit, Ryo-” Shige starts, the rest of whatever he was going to say drowned out in a loud moan. His hands comb through Ryo’s hair as Ryo takes in him as much as he can and then pulls back before repeating the process. The angle ends up being too difficult for Ryo to keep up and he backs away, slipping down to the floor and Shige seems to use all of his energy to sit up. Ryo moves between his legs and picks up where he left off, tongue sliding along the underside and pressing to that spot beneath the crown and Shige is bucking his hips up into Ryo’s mouth, his fingers tight in Ryo’s hair to keep him in place.
Ryo lets him which only has Shige groaning harder, muttering, “Fuck, so good,” when Ryo flicks his gaze up to meet his.
Ryo is so hard he thinks he might burst from the need to come and as Shige fucks his mouth, he quickly undoes his own jeans, shoves a hand down the front and groans when he touches himself. Shige’s fingers start to rub along his jaw, gently caressing his cheeks as Ryo can tell he’s getting closer. And when he comes it’s down Ryo’s throat, Ryo wincing slightly as he swallows and gasping for breath when Shige pulls away, smearing the tip of his cock against Ryo’s lips before he slumps against the back of the couch with a contented sigh.
Ryo just groans as he’s so close he can taste it, and Shige is laughing, pulling him up onto the couch and reaching down to push away Ryo’s hand to do it himself. Ryo only lasts a few more strokes, Shige thumbing the head and kissing him deeply before he comes hard over Shige’s fingers.
Shige is first to pull away, smirking as he leans back against the couch’s armrest again, reaching down to grab Ryo’s shirt and wipes his fingers off on the inside. Ryo sits awkwardly across his lap, and Shige grins at him before he says, “Well, that was definitely one way to spend a break.”
Ryo bursts into laughter, unable to help it, feeling heat spreading throughout his chest when Shige watches him with soft eyes and a smile on his lips.
Shige sits back up and kisses Ryo slowly, his thumb rubbing behind Ryo’s ear. “Do you think you have enough pictures?” he asks between kisses.
Ryo nods instantly. “More than enough,” he says.
“Mm, good,” Shige replies, and when Ryo looks at him questioningly, Shige grins. “Because we definitely finished ahead of schedule and I suddenly have the rest of the day off.” He fixes Ryo with a look that shakes Ryo’s core and already has his body eager for more. “And I want to take you home with me.”
Ryo smirks. “Oh really?” he says, pushing Shige back against the couch and straddling his hips again. “I wasn’t expecting this when you came in today.”
“Oh really?” Shige mimics. “Because from the way you were acting since the shoot started, I was thinking differently.”
Ryo flushes deeply and Shige chuckles, kissing him hard before getting up and nearly toppling Ryo over. Shige hands Ryo his camera and says suddenly, like the thought just occurred to him, “You don’t have anything planned after this, do you?”
Thankful for once that Ryo didn’t book his entire day, he shakes his head and Shige lets out a relieved sigh. “Good,” he says, and stretches before he heads back to the bed to pick up the bathroom and slip it on. “I’ll go get dressed.”
Ryo nods and watches him go before heading up to where his computer is set up and pops in the memory disc from the camera. He looks through the photos, mentally memorizing the numbers of the ones he might secretly print out copies and keep for himself.
But when Shige returns, fully dressed and kissing Ryo again, Ryo figures he probably won’t have to, since clearly the real thing is much, much, better.
end.
note: i hope you liked it! thanks for reading~ ♥
Pairing: RyoShige
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Photographer Nishikido Ryo finds himself in a bit of a dilemma when he has to do an erotic photo shoot of the attractive model Kato Shigeaki.
Author’s Note: 3224 words. AU. For the Bunny Meme, originally requested here.
It starts out as just another shoot. Ryo’s done probably thousands of these by now that he doesn’t feel the need to waste any time. Except that’s before he realizes exactly who is on his schedule and what kind of photo shoot he’s coming in to do.
Kato Shigeaki is a popular model. He’s tall with a beautiful smile and has his face plastered all over Japan. Ryo’s never worked with him before but has heard stories from his photographer friends, who all say, that despite him being a model, Kato is not at all stuck-up or annoying. In fact, he’s down-to-earth and fun to be around.
Of course, none of his friends have magazines with Kato’s shoots hidden under their beds.
And really, it was by accident, it’s not like Ryo has like, a crush on Kato or anything. Because that would be absurd, and Ryo is totally cooler than that.
This is what he tells himself at least as he waits for Kato to show up for the shoot, unable to believe that not only is he doing a photo shoot for him, but it’s a naked photo shoot. Of course, Ryo thinks bitterly, hating his life as he stares at Kato’s name on his schedule for the day and feels a strange whoop in his stomach when he realizes they use the same kanji in their name and-
“Um, excuse me?” says a low voice, cutting through Ryo’s thoughts and nearly making him fall off his chair in surprise.
It doesn’t help when he looks up and finds the very person he’s spent all morning thinking about standing right before him and Ryo’s first thought is that he’s ever more attractive in person. He mentally smacks himself for it in the next second and straightens up, rubbing his palms across the front of his jeans and laughing nervously. “Sorry,” he says, and holds out a hand. “Kato Shigeaki, I’m guessing? I’m Nishikido Ryo. I’ll be your photographer today.”
Kato pushes giant sunglasses up to rest on his head and he smiles that winsome smile at Ryo. It lights up his eyes and makes Ryo’s blood pound in his ears. “Nice to meet you,” he says, shaking Ryo’s hand.
Ryo grins and leads him into the main studio. “Since this is, um, an erotic shoot,” Ryo says, feeling heat in his cheeks already, “it’ll be a closed set. Just the two of us. Makes it less awkward for you.”
Kato shrugs. “I’m used to it,” he says. “I have no qualms about being naked in front of other people.”
Great, Ryo thinks. It would be so much easier to deal with this if Kato was some awkward, shy man instead of the confident model Ryo knows he is. “Then we should get through this with no problem,” he says and Kato smiles.
“That would make my day, to be honest. I can go home when we’re done here,” he says, looking pretty excited by the prospect and Ryo laughs.
“Well, then let’s just get right to it,” he says, and leads Kato to the main set. “I was thinking a few teaser shoots, you know, shirt open, pants undone, that kind of thing.”
Kato nods along as Ryo explains, watching him closely with dark eyes. Ryo tries to look at a spot above his shoulder instead of directly at him because he’s not sure what his own eyes would give away.
“Those we’ll do here on the couch,” Ryo says, gesturing to the red loveseat. “Then, of course, there are the actual, um, naked shots.”
Kato smirks in the corner of his mouth when Ryo glances at him. Ryo flushes and looks away and turns to the bed to the left. “Those will be over there,” he says, realizing his voice is getting quieter as he speaks. He clears his throat and turns back to Kato and says, “Um, we have the outfits ready for you in the dressing room. Someone is back there to help you put on what you need. When you’re ready, just come on out.”
Kato gives Ryo a wide grin and nods and heads off to the dressing room door Ryo points him to. The second he’s gone Ryo lets out a huge sigh and mentally gears himself up for a long shoot. Already his body is reminding him of his obvious attraction to Kato and it really does not help seeing him in person like this. He’s hot, Ryo can’t deny it, and with that low voice of his, it’s like his dreams coming true.
Not that he has dreams about Kato. Of course not.
Ryo quickly busies himself with getting the sets properly ready, adding a few throw pillows onto the couch and a changing the angle of it against the backdrop. He’s fiddling with the camera and computers when Kato returns, and Ryo looks up instantly, only to feel his breath die in his throat.
Kato’s wearing dark, tight jeans that are low on his hips, and a simple white button up shirt. His hair has been professionally tousled to give it a messy, almost rock-star look, and when he gets closer, Ryo sees the eyeliner traced around his eyes. Ryo swallows thickly and manages to get out, “Ready, Kato-san?”
Kato laughs and says, “Just call me Shige. I don’t like all those formalities.” He smiles. “It was Ryo, right?”
Ryo’s stomach does a dangerous flop at the sound of his name in Shige’s voice and he nods, unable to speak.
“Great!” Kato-Shige, Ryo reminds himself-says and then turns toward the couch. “Where do you want me?”
Ryo’s glad the immediate answer in his head is not what he says aloud, though, yes, he really would like Shige on the floor, right now. Ryo shakes his head quickly, clearing himself of all unprofessional thoughts, and walks past Shige to the couch and says, “Sit here, to the side. Put your elbow on the arm rest and your chin on your palm.”
Shige obeys without question and Ryo likes him even more because of it, already beginning to understand what his friends have said about him. He’s efficient, doesn’t start tantrums or make complaints. Instead he follows directions, voices his own opinions and tries to come to compromises when they don’t see things the same way. His attitude not only makes Ryo like him more, but makes this the easiest shoot he’s ever had, despite the whole physical attraction Ryo has to him, which he’s never had to deal with before, at least it’s never been this bad.
There’s just something about Shige that makes Ryo enraptured by him, unable to stop watching every little thing he does, even if it’s simply tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear or pressing his tongue to the corner of his mouth when he looks at the photos Ryo’s taken on the computer.
Of course there’s also the fact that Shige is lying across the couch with his jeans unbuttoned, pushing them lower as he offers the camera a completely dirty look that makes Ryo’s skin burn. This is not good, he tells himself, and tries hard to focus on anything that isn’t Shige and how fucking hot he is.
“You’re good at this,” Ryo finds himself saying when Shige returns after a quick outfit change. He’s in a deep green shirt that forms to his body and black, leather pants. Ryo has to tear his eyes away from his ass when Shige turns around to view the new set Ryo added to their plans, deciding that having one more in a different outfit would add to the shoot.
It’s just a simple table and chair set with a bookcase beside it, a few on the table along with a mug of coffee. Shige slinks into the chair and picks up one of the books, smiling as he replies, “It’s my job. I’ve learned how to get through it fast but still do a good job.”
Ryo nods. “You’re just the first model I’ve worked with who is so, well, competent,” he says and Shige full-out laughs. Ryo feels warmth in his chest from watching him, feeling the sound of Shige’s laughter in his ears.
“Well, thanks, I guess,” he says and grins. “You’re not such a bad photographer, either.”
Ryo makes a mock-affronted sound and replies haughtily, “Because I’m the best, you know.”
Shige eyes him skeptically. “Hmm, is that so?”
Ryo just smirks and Shige laughs again, and before Ryo realizes it, he’s snapping a shot of his laughter. He smiles when he looks at the photo on the camera and says, “That’s good. A few lively shots like this will really add to the shoot. Keep it up.”
“Then you’d better say something funny,” Shige replies, grinning. “I can’t laugh naturally on command.”
“And here I thought you were a professional model,” Ryo returns easily, watching Shige now through the viewfinder on the camera. “You’ve been fooling me all along.”
He snaps another shot when Shige smiles brilliantly, his face glowing in mirth and this section of the shoot goes smoothly after that. Ryo gets many great shots, goes through them with Shige, discussing the ones they like the best, before he sends Shige off to undress for the last part of the shoot.
“I don’t mind doing it right here, you know,” Shige says, and Ryo just laughs nervously, “but I guess I’ll spare you.”
Contemplating what that means, Ryo watches Shige return to the dressing room, eyes on his ass that is accented by the leather pants. Ryo’s almost sad to see them go but then Shige’s returning, in just a white bathrobe and Ryo’s mouth runs dry. The look Shige gives him is smug, like he knows exactly what Ryo’s thinking and Ryo really hopes he doesn’t.
Shige silently heads to the bed and pulls off the bathrobe, letting it fall over his shoulders to pool around his feet. Ryo doesn’t even bother trying not to stare, Shige’s a model, he probably gets this all the time, anyway, and he drinks in the sight of Shige’s pale skin, the way he stretches his arms over his head, the muscles working in his back, before he dives playfully onto the bed.
Ryo lets out a breathless chuckle when Shige turns to look at him, lying upon his stomach and propping his head up in his hand.
“Are you going to take pictures or are you just going to stare?” Shige asks him, lips quirking up in the corner.
Ryo almost drops his camera as he starts back to reality. Heat rises in his cheeks and he quickly shuffles over to Shige’s side, grabbing a stool to get up above the bed and take a picture from above. Shige gives him heated looks intermingled with innocence, an almost deadly combination that has arousal clutching at the pit of Ryo’s belly in a relentless grip.
“Lie on your back,” Ryo says, hoping his voice doesn’t sound as ridiculous to Shige as it does to his own ears. He tries not to look where his body is telling him to, keeping his eyes focused on Shige through the viewfinder, stepping off the stool to walk around and take a wide shot.
Shige sits up, pulls a pillow to his lap and grins and Ryo snaps another shot, laughing comfortably as Shige continues to switch up the sexy atmosphere of the shoot with a few lighter poses. Ryo just lets him take the reins, following him back to the couch where he spreads across it, all long beautiful limbs, completely unconcerned by his nudity.
“You’re a little too good at this,” Ryo mutters and Shige just laughs, head tilted back and exposing the slope of his throat.
Ryo’s too mesmerized by the view he forgets to take a picture and quickly says, “Do that again,” as he heads over to the couch and tries to figure out the best way to take that photo.
Shige seems to notice him contemplating and pulls on his elbow. “Just get up here,” he says and Ryo’s heart hammers in his chest as he suddenly finds himself straddling Shige upon the couch, knees on either side of his hips as he leans over him with his camera poised before his face.
The looks Shige give him now are all intense, deep and dark and full of raw passion, like he’s doing it on purpose just to rile Ryo up. He lifts a hand into his hair, pulling bangs into his eyes and staring up through them. He turns his head away from Ryo and glances seductively at him. He stretches languidly and makes a look that would compete with the best porn stars Ryo’s ever seen.
And Ryo just captures frame after frame after frame of gorgeous, beautiful, and unbelievably hot Shige, his own private show of just what this man can do, even if it’s just second nature to him by now, each gesture and each glance has Ryo’s heart pounding and his arousal fighting through his cracking resistance.
“Okay,” Ryo says hoarsely, “why, why don’t we take a break, look at what we have so far, and-” He makes an undignified squawk as he falls straight on top of Shige in his attempt to get off the couch and his eyes widen in horror as he realizes finally just how hard he’s become, his crotch rubbing against Shige’s hip, Shige’s hands automatically reaching out to steady him.
“Ah,” Shige says, and Ryo kind of wants to die right now, because there’s no way Shige doesn’t feel his arousal against his skin. “Is that why you’ve been so nervous this entire time?”
“S-Shut up,” Ryo mutters, quickly trying to get off the couch again, but now Shige’s fingers curl into his elbows and pull him closer and Ryo gasps when he realizes with a start that he’s not the only one feeling this way.
He glances up at Shige’s face, sees the honesty there just barely hiding the lust, and before Ryo knows it, Shige is leaning forward and pressing those red, red lips to his.
For a second it feels like his world has stopped, and then Shige is prying his lips open with his tongue and slipping into his mouth, kissing him hard and with an urgency that rocks through Ryo’s body. It’s most definitely not a dream, he tells himself as he hesitantly kisses back, and it’s definitely better than any of those times Ryo’s thought about Shige. Not that he does it often or anything. Of course not.
Shige’s reaches out to Ryo’s hand still holding the camera, gently takes it from him and sets it onto the floor beside the couch before he threads those fingers through Ryo’s hair and pulls him closer. Without the camera in his hands, Ryo gives into the moment and grinds down against Shige, swallowing his deep moan and kissing him harder because of it.
It’s helpful that Shige is already naked, Ryo sliding a hand between them to wrap around his erection and feeling his own arousal strengthen from the noises Shige makes as he strokes him. Shige pulls hard on his shirt, nearly ripping it into half until Ryo backs off and lets him drag it over his head. It falls to the floor as Shige presses his lips to the crook of Ryo’s neck, alternating between his teeth and his lips and his tongue and driving Ryo crazy. He’s sure there’ll be a bruise there later but he can’t seem to mind, only able to roll his body down against Shige and curl his arms around Shige’s back as the move together with more desperation than before.
Of course that’s when Ryo seems to realize just where this is going and remembers he doesn’t have anything with him for it. He tells Shige as much who just groans, out of frustration or the fact that Ryo grinds against him particularly roughly is Ryo’s guess, but then he responds, “Fuck, I don’t care. Just do something, will you?”
The urgency in his voice makes Ryo shudder and before he knows it, he’s sliding down Shige’s legs, pushing Shige back against the armrest of the couch and awkwardly fitting himself at the opposite end. He takes Shige’s cock in his hand and strokes it firmly a few times, watches as Shige groans and twitches in his hand. He catches Shige’s eyes, smirks just a little embarrassedly before leaning in to suck Shige into his mouth.
“Shit, Ryo-” Shige starts, the rest of whatever he was going to say drowned out in a loud moan. His hands comb through Ryo’s hair as Ryo takes in him as much as he can and then pulls back before repeating the process. The angle ends up being too difficult for Ryo to keep up and he backs away, slipping down to the floor and Shige seems to use all of his energy to sit up. Ryo moves between his legs and picks up where he left off, tongue sliding along the underside and pressing to that spot beneath the crown and Shige is bucking his hips up into Ryo’s mouth, his fingers tight in Ryo’s hair to keep him in place.
Ryo lets him which only has Shige groaning harder, muttering, “Fuck, so good,” when Ryo flicks his gaze up to meet his.
Ryo is so hard he thinks he might burst from the need to come and as Shige fucks his mouth, he quickly undoes his own jeans, shoves a hand down the front and groans when he touches himself. Shige’s fingers start to rub along his jaw, gently caressing his cheeks as Ryo can tell he’s getting closer. And when he comes it’s down Ryo’s throat, Ryo wincing slightly as he swallows and gasping for breath when Shige pulls away, smearing the tip of his cock against Ryo’s lips before he slumps against the back of the couch with a contented sigh.
Ryo just groans as he’s so close he can taste it, and Shige is laughing, pulling him up onto the couch and reaching down to push away Ryo’s hand to do it himself. Ryo only lasts a few more strokes, Shige thumbing the head and kissing him deeply before he comes hard over Shige’s fingers.
Shige is first to pull away, smirking as he leans back against the couch’s armrest again, reaching down to grab Ryo’s shirt and wipes his fingers off on the inside. Ryo sits awkwardly across his lap, and Shige grins at him before he says, “Well, that was definitely one way to spend a break.”
Ryo bursts into laughter, unable to help it, feeling heat spreading throughout his chest when Shige watches him with soft eyes and a smile on his lips.
Shige sits back up and kisses Ryo slowly, his thumb rubbing behind Ryo’s ear. “Do you think you have enough pictures?” he asks between kisses.
Ryo nods instantly. “More than enough,” he says.
“Mm, good,” Shige replies, and when Ryo looks at him questioningly, Shige grins. “Because we definitely finished ahead of schedule and I suddenly have the rest of the day off.” He fixes Ryo with a look that shakes Ryo’s core and already has his body eager for more. “And I want to take you home with me.”
Ryo smirks. “Oh really?” he says, pushing Shige back against the couch and straddling his hips again. “I wasn’t expecting this when you came in today.”
“Oh really?” Shige mimics. “Because from the way you were acting since the shoot started, I was thinking differently.”
Ryo flushes deeply and Shige chuckles, kissing him hard before getting up and nearly toppling Ryo over. Shige hands Ryo his camera and says suddenly, like the thought just occurred to him, “You don’t have anything planned after this, do you?”
Thankful for once that Ryo didn’t book his entire day, he shakes his head and Shige lets out a relieved sigh. “Good,” he says, and stretches before he heads back to the bed to pick up the bathroom and slip it on. “I’ll go get dressed.”
Ryo nods and watches him go before heading up to where his computer is set up and pops in the memory disc from the camera. He looks through the photos, mentally memorizing the numbers of the ones he might secretly print out copies and keep for himself.
But when Shige returns, fully dressed and kissing Ryo again, Ryo figures he probably won’t have to, since clearly the real thing is much, much, better.
end.
note: i hope you liked it! thanks for reading~ ♥