Meg Harding is here today with her signature style and a cheeky, sexy fic.
“Could you try and give me some smolder?”
Brady narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.
I swallowed a laugh. “I didn’t say look constipated. You’re supposed to be looking sexy for me.”
The noise Brady made was as close to a growl as a human could get. He shifted on the stool I’d gestured him to half an hour ago. “I’m not a model.”
He may not have been a model—he sucked at sitting still and he hated the camera—but if he didn’t want his picture taken, he shouldn’t be so damn hot. “I just need you to cooperate for a few good pictures. This is for my class. I’m going to get graded for it.”
Brady rolled his baby blues. “What am I going to get for it?”
I paused in adjusting my lens. My eyebrows rose. Things were about to get… interesting. I hoped. I licked my bottom lip, wetting it. “What do you want?”
Brady propped his elbow on his knee and his chin on his fist. “Hmm. How about for every photo you take, you take off an item of clothing.”
I blinked. I’d been thinking I’d, y’know, blow him. “You want me to get naked in the studio?” It was cold in here, all right.
Brady’s smirk was wide, smugness radiating from him. “Yeah, that’s what I want.”
I tried to save myself. “I was thinking I’d suck you off.” I worried at my lip, knowing how fixated with my mouth Brady could get.
“You can do that.” He grinned. “After.”
I snorted, loudly. “Oh, can I? How generous of you.” Shuffling in place, I thought about it. What did I have to lose other than my questionable dignity? “All right.” Setting my camera down, I then removed my shirt, tossing it aside. My nipples immediately peaked in the cold air. “Now, spread your legs and try to look like you do when I do that thing with my tongue in bed.”
Brady relaxed back on the stool, his legs spreading wide, showing the red of his briefs through the hole in the crotch of his artfully torn jeans. The wrinkles on his face smoothed out as he stopped trying so hard and let himself go.
The shutter clicked.
Brady motioned to my pants.
I juggled the camera as I took them off, leaving me standing in nothing but my briefs.
I captured Brady’s smirk on camera this time, the taunting tilt to his lips.
My briefs came off.
“Now what?” I asked. “I’m out of clothes.”
Brady started to shrug out of his jean jacket, let me capture the moment before it hit the floor. He tapped his thick thigh, grin wide. “Now you come here.”
Strip photography should be a thing. Someone make it a hashtag, STAT! Be sure to let Meg know what you thought of her fic in the comments below.
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Meg Harding is a graduate of UCF, and recently completed a masters program for Publishing in the UK. For as long as she can remember, writing has always been her passion, but she had an inability to ever actually finish anything. She’s immensely happy that her inability has fled and looks forward to where her mind will take her next. She’s a sucker for happy endings, the beach, and superheroes. In her dream life she owns a wildlife conservation and is surrounded by puppies. She’s a film buff, voracious reader, and a massive geek.
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WOAH! That was a sexy ficlet! #Bold
ReplyDeleteGreat photo, and what is not to love about ‘lumbersexual’!
ReplyDeleteAnd strip photography has to be a thing!!
Suze
Lumbersexual? Yeah, it's a good reading material for sure!
ReplyDeleteTurnabout is fair play, gotta love it! As a hockey nut, I like a good lumbersexual for sure. (My haiku's on the main anniversary page.)
ReplyDelete--Trix
Thanks for the fun ficlet! And I'll read lumbersexuals for sure.
ReplyDelete(My haiku is on the main anniversary page also.)
Eh, I'm not really into lumbersexuals. My haiku is on the first page too.
ReplyDeleteI'm ambivalent about them.
ReplyDeleteAngela:
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading this fun ficlet. Thank you for sharing.
This was really hot... as for lumbersexuals, I do not much care about them ;)
ReplyDeleteHot short. Lumbersexuals can be pretty hot.
ReplyDeleteOh this was...... ;) Thank you
ReplyDeleteLaura05
Happy Anniversary. I like em big and burly, thank you very much. - Purple Reader,
ReplyDeleteTHeWrote [at] aol [dot] com
Came back to write my haiku, the story it tells is a little different:
ReplyDeleteA bridge, a long drop,
A sad man. A unicorn.
Amazed, faith restored.
- Purple Reader. TheWrote [at] aol [dot] com
Lumbersexuals =) My rec is the Nortown series by Ofelia Gränd >.<
ReplyDeleteNice and i do enjoy the occasional lumbersexual.
ReplyDeleteRene
Omg that photo is delicious! I wish I could find one like that...I wanna braid his hair.
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