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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 7:00 pm
He stepped out of the stall and stood just outside of Matsuri's. "If it's too much you can just stay and they'll just have to be a model short today... Somebody must not have shown, thats why they thought it was you.. it can't be that bad... they're just boxers."
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:12 pm
He stepped out slowly, eyes to the ground as he stood before the white eared boy, blushing pretty badly for once, not entirly sure of why he was doing this. It was to help out for something important, at least, that's what he was telling himself.
His ears stood up questioningly as he finally broke his gaze at the floor, smiling sheepishly at the people around him, having had to pull the boxers pretty low to make his tail comfortable. He looked as though he was ready to rip off the material as he stood there. "Uh.... I.. hhope this is ok..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:17 pm
Riku had seen half-naked guys day-in and day-out working here, and never once did it phase him. But by the time Mitsuri's eyes met his, he was blushing the worst he'd blushed in a long time. He coughed, "...um.. theres a.. hole your tail goes through.. in the back..." he tried to have something to say.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:25 pm
He smiled a bit, still a little embarassed, covering his chest with his hands as he turned around slowly, showing how his tail was set lower on his body than that of the white eared Riku, making the boxors a bit of a bother if he didn't pull them down. This was just one of the many reasons he never wore the things.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:38 pm
He finally shrugged, "Well, if thats how you wanna wear them... C'mon, lets get this over with..." He walked to the photographer, who was waiting impatiently, "Finally! Okay lets start off with you and him, your the only two with authentic ears and tail still, and that has always been in high demand. Just go right over there, at the wall." Riku glanced at Matsuri then did as he was told. "Alright, now lets get some of you in his arms." Riku's ears suddenly shot up so fast there was a slight jangling sound due to the earrings, "Who in who's arms??"
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:43 pm
He wanted to laugh, but thought it inappropriate, so he simply stood behind Riku, resting his head on his shoulder, an arm around his arms, hanging loosly down his chest, his other arm anging by his side, his long black tail wrapping itself softly arend Riku's leg as he blushed a bit embarassed, but he wanted this to be over for the both of them.
"Am I right in doing this?" He whispered into his ear. "I'll stop if you'd like..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:55 pm
He could feel his breath on his ear as he spoke, and it sent unexpected shivers down his spine, and gave him goosebumps. The moment Matsuri had started talking, click after click could be heard from the cameras. Riku knew the drill, if you want it done, do it right. His photographer's favorite phrase played through his head, 'look like your into it.' It sounded weird, but if he ever wanted to advance in his career, thats what he'd have to do, no matter the circumstances. "Thats good, thats good..." came the photographer's voice, apparently thinking the whispering had just been for show. Riku shook his head, then let it drop back onto Matsuri's shoulder and looked to his eyes, bringing his arms up to hold Matsuri's against him. "Are you others catching this? You guys could learn a thing or two from these two.." the clicking resumed in its ferocity.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:05 pm
His body started to shake softly as he was touched. In a way, it hurt him to be this close to someone, someone he had just met in any sence, but he pushed foreward, brushing his cheeks against Riku's, lacing his fingers through the other boy's, wrapping that arm around his waist, all the while the photographer going nuts, then again, he had stopped listening.
"This is gold!" He shouted, the camera flashes seemingly slowing down time itself, and boy how different that felt, not at all unwelcomed.
"Riku... Tell me when to stop ok?" He whispered again, rubbing his cheek against his softly.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:16 pm
Riku too had somehow blocked out the photographer's voice. He had no idea what was happening but he knew it'd never happened before. "I wont." His eyes closed slowly and he turned his head to nuzzle into the knook of Matsuri's neck, and buried himself in it.
Just as his lips were about to make contact with his neck, the sound that had been bothering him rang out clear suddenly, as though a mute had been lifted. "RIKU!" His head snapped up, "yeah?" he blushed, embarassed. "Switch, and you lean against the wall." Riku nodded and somehow found it in himself to release Matsuri and pull away, to back up, agaist what was painted to look like a brick wall. From what it looked like, they were to look like they were in some kind of back alley. Then did exactly as Matsuri had done to him, pulling him gently by the waist against him, his tail wrapping around his thigh and his head resting on HIS shoulder, and put his lips near his ear, "You tell me when to stop.."
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:37 pm
He closed his eyes instinctivly, his mouth opening only slightly as he pulled his legs closer together, growing a bit uncomfortable as he was touched so intimatly by another virgin. His ears folded down, tail raised to wrap around Riku's. His cheeks were stained with a deep blush as he pushed against the boy.
"I don't know... how I got into this..." He smiled softly as the cameras went off, turning his head to press his lips softly to Riku's.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:42 pm
The kiss took Riku by surprise but within moments his eyes had also shut, and he pressed in return. A few moments later he let his lips gently part with Matsuri's, then grinned, embarassed, "Just so you know... its not always like this.. my job I mean.. I don't usually do this.."
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:48 pm
He blushed, the sudden silence of the room getting to him. He smiled and kissed him softly again. "I hope not... I'd feel like I'm being played..."
All at once, silence filled the room, along with shocked faces and a few teary eyes, and this confused him. He felt suddenly out of place here, the heart on his chest thatrting to hurt as it always did in these kinds of situaions.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:56 pm
He kissed him back, then looked up to see why everyone was so quiet. The other models seemed to be in shock, just staring with wide eyes, and a few even with there mouths slightly hanging open. The photographer had on a grin, his camera under his arm, he seemed to be quite pleased. "Best shoot I've ever shot, if I do say so myself, and thats saying something boys." He looked pointedly at Matsuri, "you should really be on the payroll for a performance like that, what would you say to a job here?" It took him a few seconds but Riku suddenly caught on, "Wait, you knew he didn't work here??"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 12:04 am
He blushed, shaking his head slowly. "As much as I'd love to... I'll have to think it over... just give him my cut, I can handle myself..." As much as he liked this treatment, it also meant being in the public eye, and eventually, someone would coma after poor Riku, and that was the last thing he wanted.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 12:16 am
Riku's ears flattened in disappointement. He had actually looked forward to doing this everyday. His heart sank, maybe Matsuri didn't feel the same way... "I don't need the money," he said rather stiffly, though he hadn't moved from his position, and still clung to Matsuri.. it was funny, he hadn't wanted anything to do with a situation like this a short while ago, and now he didn't want to let go.
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