Nita's POV

This was a first. A first ever in her life, she was modeling. With Big Bang. She was still trying to wrap her head around that idea.
Nita confidently made her way in front of the camera, still a bit conscious about being half naked, she wanted to cover herself with her hands, but knew that was pointless.
"Let's start with Seungri and her," the photographer said, "she looks nervous, hopefully this will work out," he mumbled the last part, but Nita was still close enough to hear the comment.
"This is your first time, okay, I need to feel the anticipation and awkwardness," he said, moving past the flash fixtures.
Nita didn't have to pretend to feel the awkwardness, she was living and breathing it.
"You ready," V asked her, she nodded, she was going to do this.
"Does anyone have a flower," V asked looking around, and one of the crew members handed him a single stemmed flower, he immediately held it out to Nita. She went to grab it and it slipped from his hands, both V and she tried reaching for it at the same time and hit their heads together. Quickly parting, both rubbing their heads and looked at the other with disgruntled looks and started laughing, V smiled tenderly at her and she smiled back. He walked closer to her, never breaking eye contact and she did the same. He took her face in his hands and went to kiss her forehand, she closed her eyes as she felt his lips touch her head. Releasing her, he wrapped his arms around her waist bring their bodies close. She again closed her eyes and hooked her arms around him, nuzzling into his chest a bit more.
"That's good, you're done," said the photographer, Nita had completely forgotten she was being photographed. She looked at V, "See that wasn't so hard, was it, it's just like acting," V said to her smiling, "just react to whatever the others do, or have them react to you," his smile turned into a smirk and all Nita did was smile back, because she could definitely do this, now. She quickly went back to the makeup room to change into the next set of bra and panties.
Within minutes she was back, it didn't take long to change into another pair of underwear, she thought. "That was quick," T said, looking at her questioningly.
"What, you expected me to take an hour to change into another pair of underwear," she asked skeptically.
"I see you're not nervous anymore," he said. Nita just smiled and nodded her head.
"Nope, I can do this with no problem at all, now," she said proudly.
"That's good to hear," T said, just as he was about to say something else, the photographer called out, "where's my model,"
Nita looked at T, "I'll be right back," and headed back to take more photos.
Nita was back in front of the big white background with Daesung. "I want playful, I should be smiling at the adorableness you two bring," the photographer yelled.
Daesung was still in a t-shirt, Nita didn't waste any time. She eyed him up and down, then gestured to herself. He overly shrugged his shoulders and quickly removed his shirt. While he was taking off his shirt she quickly walked behind him, and when he tossed his shirt she jumped on his back.
"Mian," she whispered, hoping she didn't weight the ton she thought she was.
"It's okay, I think we'll be done pretty soon," he whispered back, winking at her. She heard the click, click, click of the camera and knew the wink was in there somewhere.
He let her slid down his back, setting her feet on the ground, just as she was about to make a run for it, so that he could give chase, he grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her to him. He wrapped on arm around her waist, letting his hand rest in the crook of her waist. He gave her his best eye smile and pinched a her cheek with his free hand, causing her to shake her head, she shut her eyes tightly and shook her head with some over exaggeration, getting a chuckle out of D in the process. She opened her eyes, still hopefully, sporting a big goofy smile. He looked at her and smiled, then puckered up his lips and kissed the tip of her nose. He pulled back, looked at her face, she tightly closed her eyes, shaking her head, and then lightly kissed his lips. She was glad she did that, because the look of surprise was priceless.
"That last bit was great," the photographer said, smiling at them.
"Mian," Nita said to him.
"What for," D asked, sporting a questioning look.
"About the kiss, I wasn't sure if you were comfortable with it so I didn't say anything," she said, sounding hesitant to herself. She started wondering if he could hear it too.
"It's a good thing, I wouldn't have reacted the same way, besides, despite what you might think, I don't get kissed by beautiful women all the time," he said leaning into her, "especially women in their lingerie." D finished what he had to say and smoothly walked passed her, but came back a couple of steps, "By the way, maybe you should go get changed for your next set," he whispered into her ear. Nita knew she was red all over and there was nothing she could do to hide her full body blush. She quickly made her way back to the dressing room.
"This is the one you have to wear, the next set, will be with T.O.P," said the makeup artist, handing her the next pair of lingerie.
"Thanks," Nita said taking the two garments, this set was all black and satin smooth. It felt as if it would slide right off of her. Her lady parts were enjoying the feel of the fabric. She was a bit embarrassed by her body's reaction to the fabric, she was immediately turned on. She looked in the mirror and could see her nipples outlined in the fabric of her bra. They were loving the feeling as well.
She popped her head out from the curtain and asked the makeup girl, "Do you have two cotton pads and some kind of tape or Band-Aid," the makeup girl gave her a questioning look. "My girls are loving the feel of the fabric," Nita said as a way of explanation. The makeup girl smiled and handed her two cotton pads and two band aids, and Nita quickly fixed it to where one couldn't tell and covered herself with the robe once again.
"It feels exquisite doesn't it," the girl asked her.
"Yea, I would definitely wear this if I was dating someone, and we were intimate," Nita said, enjoying the feeling of the underwear.
"This is your first time modeling, right," the makeup artist asked her.
"Yea, I hope I'm doing alright. I haven't been yelled at, so I'm guessing it's going okay," Nita smiled and starting making her way to the door.
"You look beautiful, in the pictures," she complemented Nita.
"Thanks, I was self-conscious the whole time, hopefully I feel different this time," Nita said looking down.
"You're doing great, we haven't been able to go through a shoot like this, this quickly. Everyone is every happy with your work," the girl said smiling back at Nita, and putting a hand on her arm, "You'll be fine," the girl nodded and patted Nita's arm. Nita took some comfort in that and made her way back to the set.
She stood on the outskirts of the white backdrop when G and T walked up next to her, "You ready for your turn with T.O.P," T asked.
"I'm sure T.O.P and the snake will be fun to play with, you seemed to enjoy yourself with Seungri and Daesung pretty well," G said, it sounded more like a jab than anything else, she was just doing what felt right at the time, Nita thought. Wait, what had he said just now, she wondered, while panic started rising.
"What did you just say," she asked looking at him, she was sure her panic was showing.
"That you enjoyed the sets with Seungri and Daesung," he asked.
"No, before that," Nita said quickly.
"He said that you'll have more fun with T.O.P and his snake," T answered, smiling at her. Clearly he had connected the dots to her current panic.
"Snake," Nita whispered, she didn't like snakes, she had a very bad history with them, partially because of her mother, and sure enough with TopCat came into view, she immediately latched on to the hand closest to her, gripping it like a vice.
"So what do you think," TopCat asked, walking up to them with the animal wrapping itself around him. Nita felt another hand rubbing her arm, that was gripping the other's hand. She turned to see who it was, she saw G giving her a reassuring smile.
"You'll be fine, I'm sure T.O.P will be the one holding it the entire time. It'll be alright," G said to her, still holding her hand, she again took comfort in that.
"Ok, I need my model and T.O.P, let's go," yelled the photographer. TopCat turned around and made his way to the backdrop. But Nita was having issues letting go of G's hand, she didn't want to go near the animal. Not because they creeped her out, but because it brought back some memories, bad memories.
"I can't do it. . . .not with the snake, I can't do it," she whispered, she wasn't sure if anyone was listening our not.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down, Nita? Nita?" T was talking to her, but her mind was in a different place and a different time.
It was the night before her father was going to announce who was going to be the major benefactor in his will. She loved her father and often spent more time with him than her brothers and mother. When they'd often spend time together, he'd teach her all about the family business. She loved watching her father in work mode, he was ruthless and unforgiving, but there were times when he was compassionate and understanding. Her father had so many different attributes, she didn't think she could ever hold a candle up to him. She never thought she could live up to his name, with everyone he worked with, but she knew she could create her own and make his organization better. She was close to her father, but when it came to her mother, it was an entire different story. Growing up Nita had spent most of her time in the care of others. Those other's being nannies or one of the staff. Her mother never took a liking towards her, in fact she would even say her mother hated her. It was in the years as she got older, Nita figured out why her mother hated her. Her mother hated her, for the simple fact that she was the first born girl. Her mother wanted a son first, to carry on her husband's name and business. She wasn't happy when the nurse came in with a baby wrapped in a pink blanket at the hospital. Nita would often hear some of the staff who'd been with her family before she was born, say that her mother became cruller after having a daughter. She still remember the beating she'd receive when her younger brother's would blame her for anything. Her mother wouldn't ever look at her if they were in the same room with guests. She'd never come to the parent-teacher conferences either.
But the night before the announcement, was the one that opened her eyes to how cruel her mother really was. She had woke up because she had felt something slithering next her and felt it again, this time around her leg. She'd learned at an early age never to panic, when something didn't feel right. So she slowly raised her hand to turn on her bedside lamp. When she looked at the covers, she noticed movement in more than one spot. She quickly removed the covers and screamed bloody murder. Her bed was slithering with snakes and one had made its way around her leg, high on her adrenaline rush she had flung the snake off of her and was about to run straight for her bedroom door, when she realized her bed wasn't the only thing that was covered in snakes. The floor had cobras on them. She decided to make a run for it and prayed that she made it out before one of them latched onto her. Just as she'd decided to jump her father came rushing in. Shooting anything he saw slithering. She had been terrified, so scared she was hugging herself. She hadn't even realized that the snakes on her bed were wrapping themselves around her. After that night, she never went back into that room. Her father had moved her to the bedroom adjoining his office. It was also later on that she had found out her mother was the one who had put the snakes in her room. It was then she realized just how much her mother hated her.
"Nita, Nita?!?!" G's voice brought her back to reality, away from a past she didn't want to remember.
"Nita, you're so pale," D sounded worried.
"I can't do it. . . . . . not with the snake, I can't do it with the snake," she could barely say anything.
"T.O.P get rid of the snake, someone get me her robe, she's freezing," G was playing the part of leader right now.
"She's shaking too," T said, "let's take her back to the make-up room, I'm sure she'll be fine after a little break. Right, Nita," T asked cheerfully.
She was led back to the makeup room and guided down to sit on a chair.
Two hands were placed on either side of her face, "look at me," G said to her, "I need you to come back from where ever it was that you went," he never broke eye contact with her, "you're safe here, look around no snakes, hmm."
He was right, there was nothing to be scared off. She needed to build a bridge and get over it. It was a job after all. She looked around, or at least tried to look around, but only managed to look at G's colorful hair, "could you let go of my face," she asked G.
He looked at her worriedly, "Are you okay," he asked, concern still on his face. He removed his hands and she looked around the room. It was only the five guys, where was everyone else? She looked at each member, they all had a worried expressions on their faces. They didn't look like their carefree selves like earlier.
Nita managed a small smile, "I have a thing about snakes, I don't like them," she said, looking at them. "Could we use a different concept for TopCat, instead of the snake," she asked.
"What did you have in mind," came a voice from the door, Nita's gaze went to the door to find Designer-nim walking in.
She looked at T.O.P and thought, "Blindfold."
"Blindfold?!?" all of them asked at the same time.
Nita smiled, the concept taking on a life of its own, "Blindfold, it can have a kinky factor and a sensual one. It will appeal to women, because T.O.P's sexy even with clothes on. But since in this case he's in his boxers, he can create the idea of spending time alone with him, on his terms. Think about it. . . . .a blindfolded female standing in front of a sexy smirking T.O.P. Women will melt in their seats," Nita's mind was creating a number of different scenes.
When she looked around the room, they were all staring at her.
"Let's go with that then, it sounds interesting enough," Designer-nim said.
Within minutes they were in front of the white backdrop and Nita was being blindfolded, by TopCat. She could feel his body heat against her back, his breath at the back of her neck, her senses heightening. She stood there for a while the whole time hearing the clicks of the camera, which meant TopCat was doing something. She heard some laughter and then suddenly felt strong hands grip her waist. She was effortlessly lifted off the floor and could feel TopCat's strong arms wrap around her waist, she instinctively wrapped her legs around him. He whirled them around so many times, she was laughing and giggling the entire time. He slowly stopped, letting her body slide down his, and rested his forehead against hers, while his hands rubbed up and down along her waist. She loved the feel of his hands, she tilted her head back, exposing her neck, when his hands suddenly stopped and he pull her to him. Her body was flush against his, he then kissed her collarbone, his lips lingering longer than necessary, but she didn't mind, this was never going to happen again.
"Okay that was good, next we'll do Taeyang," the photographer yelled.
Nita reached for the back of her head to untie the blindfold, "Hold that pose for a second," yelled the photographer, Nita paused and heard several clicks. Suddenly she felt two sets of hands around her, one at her waist, while the other set was wrapping around her, under her breasts.
"That's great, hold that," he said again and another set of clicks and it was done, "go and get changed, we'll do some individual shots and group shots after we're done with the one-on-one shots," he said to them. Then someone was untying her blindfold. She should have guessed that the two people would be V and D. She just shook her head and went back to the dressing room to change.
She came back minutes later with a mild touch up and a pair of red satin bra and panties. T was sporting the red satin boxers. He looked sexy as sin in them, she could just lick him up. Okay, she had to control her fan girl now. She shook her head and stood in front of T.
"So what's your idea for us," he asked her.
She looked at him questioningly, "What do mean, 'what's my idea for us'," she asked.
"The other's played the part you gave them, I'm wondering if you could play the part I give you," he whispered to her.
Nita nearly melted on the spot. She knew she was going to sexually frustrated before the day was out. And to be honest with herself she didn't know how she was going to manage it, when she got home.
"I can play any part you give me, T. Just make sure it's challenging," Nita baited him on.
"Be careful what you wish for," he countered, "can we get a towel," he asked, not talking to any one person. Someone tossed him a towel, and he handed it to her, "wrap it around yourself," he said to her.
Nita did as she was told and looked towards the photographer, "I need aggression, sensual aggression," he yelled.
T smirked at her and made a grab for her, she quickly jutted out of the way, smirking right back at him and placing a firmer grip on her towel. So that's what he wanted to play, she thought. Oh, she could play that game just fine. He tried making a grab for her again, but she was just as quick. On the third try he managed to grab the hem of her towel, jerking at the towel and baring her. He aggressively grabbed her by the neck and dragged her lips to his, a collision of pure lust. Nita once again took full advantage of the situation, she kissed him back just as aggressively. Lightly biting his bottom lip, he moaned. Nita smiled against his lips, before she knew it, her back was against the wall, she was being lifted and her legs were wrapping themselves around his hips. Her sex grinding against his sex and the fabric between them creating a heavenly friction. She slowly pulled back, "Well, I think I played the part pretty well, don't you think," she said to him pulling back to see his face. She knew that only he could hear her, they were practically glued together. She unwrapped her legs from him and placed them on the ground, it took him a minute to compose himself. She smiled to herself, he was discreetly adjusting himself and she couldn't help but be a bit more naughty. She faced him again, wrapping her arms around his neck, she brought his ear to her lips, "be careful what you wish for, T," she whispered and then bit his earlobe, enticing another moan.
"Well . . . . .," the photographer began, "that was aggressive, it was good. I've never had a model, who went to such lengths to give me what I want," he was looking at her in awe. Nita was just trying to give him what he wanted out of the pictures. She was glad he was satisfied.
"Your last set on the one-on-one is G-Dragon, you have a different set for him too, go change and we'll finish up with the one-on-ones and take a break before the individuals and group photos." the photographer said nodding towards the changing room.
Nita had to get a touch up for her make-up. She didn't think that the make-up was that important, they were taking pictures of her body, she assumed her face wasn't a big part of her pictures.
"Okay, you're good to go," the make-up artist smiled at her, while setting her make-up brush on the table. Nita smiled back, getting up, "Thanks," and headed back to the set.
Nita was surprised when she saw the bed on set and completely dim lighting around it. What did a bed have to do with taking pictures of the underwear, she wondered. How was laying on the bed going to work with displaying the underwear, she asked herself. The question must of have shown on her face, when a voice beside her asked, "You wondering what the bed is for, right," she turned her head to see T. She nodded her head, turning her face back to the set. T didn't get a chance to answer the question.
"Good, you're ready," the photographer came to her, "this is with G-Dragon," he made his way to her, "you two are in love, but it's your first time. I need innocence and playfulness, but at the same time I need to see the love you have for each other, with some hesitation too," he was holding her shoulders and looking her in the eye. Nita nodded her head, she could do this. She was a professional assistant and there was a first time for everything. She just needed to act like a virgin. Immediately a picture of Madonna and her cone shaped bra came to mind, Nita shook her head, now was not the time to think about Madonna's youth.
"I'm ready, when you guys are," the photographer shouted. Nita looked around the set one more time, steeling herself for the final round. She had to admit to herself, that she had a major crush on G; more so than the others. G reminded her of her mystery man of San Fran.
When Nita looked up, G was standing beside her. She looked up from where she was sitting on the bed, he offered her his hand, and Nita took it, hesitantly smiling up at him. Click, click, click. It must have been the right expression, she thought. G pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist, while her arms went automatically around his neck. Click, click, click, click. She looked at him again, but this time her body was reacting to the close proximity. She bite her lip, immediately one hand came up to tug on the piece of lip her teeth were nibbling on. G's thump barely tugged on her lower lip, but the effect was hitting her south of her waist. She was having a hard time controlling her body's reaction to the guy. Needless to say, her lip didn't put up a fight, it followed the orders it was given. He smiled at her. Click, click, click, click, click. Giving her a Its-okay look. Click, click. She smiled back at him and he kissed her. Click, click, click, click, click. Nita wasn't expecting it, she just assumed that she wasn't going to do anything, so he wouldn't either. Boy, was she wrong. The softness of his lips, were like a key that slowly coaxed the lock open. She kissed him back, it really wasn't a difficult thing to do. He was great kisser. Slowly his tongue slide over her lips, asking for permission. She gave it. Nita was a lost cause now. She couldn't remember where she was and what she had been doing. The moment when G's tongue began exploring her mouth, she was gone. Before she knew it, her arms were tugging him closer, her body flush against his. Her body temperature nearly spiked when his arms tighten around her waist like a vice. She was smiling. His body felt wonderfully hard against all her soft spots. She was nearly out of breath, and so was he, when both of them pulled apart. Breathing heavily, he tilted his forehead against hers. She could feel the smile coming off of him. Her eyes were still closed, she wanted to remember this, this feeling of being wrapped up in his arms.
When she gathered enough courage to pull a bit away from him and look at him, she smiled. He was indeed smiling at her, his eyes had a glaze of lust over them, and she was sure hers were the same. He once again pulled her to him and kissed her. Her body was on high after the first kiss, and she really didn't care if it spontaneously combusted as long as he enticed those wonderful feelings from her body. Before she knew it, her body was being laid out on a bed. G's lips never leaving hers. Of their own violation, her nails racked over G's back, causing a low growl from G. Her inner goddess of Eros was jumping up and down, congratulating her on her feminine prowess.
G's began trailing kisses down her jaw towards her ear. When he reached her ear lobe, he lightly bit it, grazing it before he continued trailing kisses down her neck to the hallow at the base of her throat. His tongue followed where his lips couldn't fit, the texture of his tongue on her skin sent a shiver down her spine. She knew she was wet. His kisses continued, their journey down to her covered breasts, kissing and grazing the soft skin with his teeth. She wanted more, her body needed to be sated. She arched her body into his and was satisfied that she wasn't the only one on edge. He was hard, and wanted to get inside of her just as urgently.
"Okay, guys I think we have enough of the couple shots," said the photographer. Nita went still. She had to take in her surroundings again. Where was she? What was she doing? She had to question herself again, quickly remembering that she was working as a model and this was a set. She had completely forgotten where she was and what she was doing. All because of one kiss. Apparently the look on G's face said the same thing she was thinking. He looked disoriented and lost. Apparently they were on the same boat. G moved himself off her and sat down on the edge of the bed. Likewise, Nita untangled herself and sat on the edge as well. Still trying to get her body to listen to her.
"You'll have to change into your first set, we'll be taking your individuals and then finish for with the group shots," the photographer said. Nita just nodded her head, and made her way back to the changing room. Her body still on edge, she knew she needed a release, too bad it wasn't going to come until she was in her bedroom. . . . . alone.

Author's Note:

Hey everyone,
I'll be posting G's POV in a few days from now. With the weekend coming up, I'm hoping I'll get a break from all the course work and house work. I had a lot of fun writing this last couple of chapters. My fan girl was on the floor with nose bleeds so many times, I think she might have been hospitalized at one point. I'm having so many thoughts about this story is a bit overwhelming at times. Please be patient with me as I organize the ups and downs of the story. Hope you guys are enjoying it as much as I am. Thanks for reading!!
Happy Readings, everyone!!

Bhakta2009

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