[prompt: Leo gets talked into posing for Playgirl by a certain bunny]
“How did I let you talk me into this?” Leo grunted a little bit, levelling a certain blonde with a pointed look even as he tried to ignore a petite brunette who was currently smoothing something over his chest. Something oily that he wasn’t sure he liked at all.
“Because I’m charming, cute and.....”
“And you do that thing with your tongue.” He fixed her with a slick smirk, ignoring the muffled snort from the girl in front of him as he looked at Anne as she tried to act all offended but the smug expression on her face ruined it.
“That too.” She decided with a husky chuckle, her eyes darkening a little as she remembered just how much he liked that thing she had done with her tongue. So much so that she couldn’t walk for a few hours afterwards. “Plus you’re going to get a lot of media from this.”
It was possibly her best idea yet; she had pitched the idea of getting men who owned their own small businesses to pose in an edition of Playgirl. Not everyone had agreed to pose naked, Leo being one of them but she had a feeling no woman would mind once they saw the photo. Hell, she was getting hot again just thinking about it.
“I’m only doing this to help you out.” He shook his head, not really at all concerned with media and trying to lure people to his shop. If they wanted to show up, then great but he wasn’t really worried about it. He had his regulars and new ones were showing up all the time.
Anne wondered if he knew how sweet the statement was but probably not. He probably saw it as rebuffing her somehow but she wasn’t going to point that out. Instead she smiled as she came to his side, looking up at him. “And I’m definitely going to make it worth your while later.” She promised in smoky tones.
Leo didn’t care if he was oily and if she was in charge; a hand dove into her pale curls as he pulled her close, his mouth swooping down to claim hers in a hungry kiss that left her knees weak before he let go and looked at the brunette who was staring at them with a slack jaw. “Did I ruin what you were doing?”
“N-not at all.” She looked like she had to fan herself.
“Good.” He stepped between the two women, looking around as he moved towards where they had the bike and leather straps set up. “Let’s get this over with.”
When the guy behind the shoot directed him to lie over the bike, he did just that and he waited patiently as they tied him down. He had never done a photo shoot before but they all assured him that it wouldn’t matter.
It was going to be one of their more
popular spreads, no doubt about it.