“Like this?” He asks, his hands on your hips and his fangs pressing into your skin — they were only props of course, another model shoot, but it was Halloween based to match the theme. He felt awkward… a subtle blush on his cheek — he never had to model with anyone else before, they were mainly ever solo shoots, and how good you looked didn’t help his case.

“If I’m hurting you… tell me, alright?” He asks softly, nervously, his lips brushing against your neck. He needed this to be over now.