G-Dragon's POV

The morning started slow for him. He took his time getting up and ready to the day. It wasn't long before he was in the kitchen getting the debriefing for the day. Nita was dressed prettily today, a white knee length skirt showed off her pretty legs, all soft and smooth. She was wearing a sleeveless light yellow top, that delicately followed her body shape. Her accessories were fairly simple, a sliver locket around her neck, a watch on one wrist, a set of gold, silver, and bronze bangles on the other. They clinked every time she moved around. She moved around the kitchen with such ease, he couldn't keep his eyes off of her, but she didn't seem to notice that. He took a sip of his coffee and tried discreetly to follow her with his eyes. Youngbae had been eyeing him since he'd sat down. Jiyong knew Youngbae was keeping an eye on him, but he still didn't understand why.
"Two eggs and one toast," Youngbae said, while looking at Jiyong, again. He was nodding towards Nita, who's back was facing him. Youngbae was trying to get his attention. It took a minute for him to remember what everyone was talking about.
"I'll have the same thing, he said," Jiyong nodded towards Youngbae, like she could see him. Jiyong went back to his observing. She was rather quick at getting this cooked and plated.
"N' you, TopCat, do you want anything," she asked, clinking something on the side of a bowl.
"I'll have an one egg omelet, no toast," T.O.P said, she quickly pulled out another pan and got right to work. Before he knew it, his eggs and toast, along with Youngbae's, Seungri's and T.O.P's were on the table ready for them eat. Seriously where does the speed come from. Jiyong poked at his eggs, to make sure they had been cooked right, and they had been.
"Daebak," Seungri yelled, "that was quick." Once again taking the thought right out of his brain. That seemed to be happening a lot lately.
"Yea, I'm used to cooking quickly," she answered, a smile breaking out on her face, "Living with nine guys and cooking for their fierce appetite, one couldn't take their time," she finished.
Jiyong nearly dropped his chopsticks, NINE GUYS!! If she lived with nine guys, why did her parents kick her out for one unapprovingly relationship!!! He tried to sound a bit normal, while he asked her the question, "Nine guys. You lived with nine guys and your parents kicked you out because of an unapproved relationship," he said not really looking up at her.
To late he realized that, she'd never mentioned it to them. He looked at her quickly and then at the others. The guys were staring daggers at him. He felt guilty, not only did he just blurted it out, but he put everyone in the guilty corner.
"How did you know about my being kicked out," she asked looking at all of them in turn, stopping on Jiyong.
"Could you tell us about the nine guys first," Youngbae interjected. Thank the good lord, Nita's gaze went to Youngbae and she answered his question, rather blandly, "seven are brother, one adopted older brother, and two of his friends. We all grew up together. Their appetites could put yours to shame. It was one of the reasons why, my parents always took them with them on their business trips. The chef and maids would be exhausted by the time the day was over," her eyes came right back to Jiyong, "Now, how did you know about my being kicked out," she asked.
Jiyong was about to explain, when T.O.P answered for him, "You remember me telling you that Donghae came last night," he paused, looking at Nita's face for any sign of anger, they had all been doing that since her tone changed, "well, we talked to him, we felt bad about you not eating, after we heard your stomach growl. He told us you don't like eating alone and as we got further into the conversation, he mentioned what brought you to Korea. He gave us a brief idea about everything and told us to ask you if we wanted to know more," T.O.P finished quickly.
Jiyong risked a glance at Nita, she was looking at her watch and shaking her head, she looked up, "We don't have time for that right now, how about we talk about this when we have free time. I'm not upset, it was going to come out one way or another. Plus, I'm glad he was here to explain, I don't like anything being misunderstood," she smiled looking at him, "Kaja, we got things to do and people to see." She quickly took everyone's plates and put it in the sink. While just as quickly grabbing her bags from the living room area. Jiyong couldn't believe she didn't make a big deal out it, most girls would have made it a big deal.
"She's not most girls," Daesung said.
"What," Jiyong asked, he hadn't realized he'd said that out loud.
"He's right, she's not most girls," Youngbae said, "she just goes with the flow of things," Youngbae smiled.
Jiyong smiled back and made his way towards the door.
COUPLE OF HOURS LATER
After watching Nita look at her watch for the millionth time, he'd figured he'd say something, before she exploded from the impatience. "You keep looking at you watch, we don't have another job today. What's the rush," he asked, smiling in order to help calm her down. He'd been told before that his smile helped females calm down.
"It's not that we have to be somewhere or do something. It's the fact that all these people here have been working since this morning. And now we are waiting for one person. You would think one would be on time for their job," she said haughtily.
Jiyong figured he'd have some fun with this, "How do you know she doesn't have an emergency," he asked, playing devil's advocate.
"Then one call informing someone about her predicament wouldn't hurt," she countered.
"What if her phone died," he wanted to get a rise out of her, see what she looked like when she was annoyed.
"Then that just proves how irresponsible she is," Nita answered back, her tone getting chillier with each comment.
"What if her purse got stolen and it had her phone, charger, keys, and money," he asked, his eyes never leaving her face. Which only got her more worked up. Jiyong couldn't help his smile, she looked cute when she was annoyed. Talking with her hands and pacing back and forth. The others were watching her too.
Nita's raised her voice, "Look Kwon Jiyong, where there is a will, there is a way. She hadn't forgot to eat or sleep, or even breath, right. She could have found some way to notify someone about what is going on," she was inches from his face, all he had to do was lean in little bit and he'd be kissing her. Jiyong just looked at her, but he was surprised at the thought. She was still looking at him, until she realized everyone else was looking at her. Jiyong was still smiling, and his smile only got wider when he saw the realization on her face. He'd gotten a rise out her in the end.
"Well, we know Nita doesn't like late people," Youngbae chimed in.
Jiyong looked at Nita. Her eyes were closed and she was taking deep breaths. He'd annoyed her that much?
"It's not about being late, if it was twenty or forty-five minutes, it would be understandable. Something might have come up and she wasn't able to notify anyone, but three hours, . . .no, four hours now, this isn't right," Nita answered calmly. Jiyong wasn't surprised. From the time they'd met her, she'd always been punctual. Her work was always done in a timely manner, most of the time with no mistakes. She took care of them like they were her family. In the short time they've come to know her, she always put others before herself. He didn't know how she did it.
As Jiyong was pondering about Nita, one of the crew member came in, gave Nita a once over and walked right back out. Nita just looked repulsed, Jiyong smiled, "What was that about," he asked, looking at Nita questioningly, "I think he was checking you out," he finished. The flying daggers coming out of her eyes wasn't unnoticed by Jiyong, again his smile only got wider.
Soon after the crew member left, the designer walked in, "You," he pointed at Nita vigorously, "You will be fine to model, get ready," he demanded. What the hell, he thought. There was a better way to ask her to do something, he was being rude. Jiyong was about to get up and say something, when Nita's phone rang.
She answered it, "Hello, Yang Sangnim."
Jiyong watched her, listening to the conversation. He focused on her facial expressions, he couldn't hear what was being said on the phone to her, but he could go off of her expressions. She was surprised and shock was clearly written on her face, "Yang Sangnim, will they be okay with my tattoo," she asked hesitantly.
She was listening, and then replied, "If they don't have a problem with the tattoo, then I don't see why I couldn't do it," a smile broke out on her face, she sounded confident too. She just stood there staring out into the nothingness. Jiyong was starting to worry, he looked at Youngbae and Seungri, who looked a bit worried as well.
Once again the designer came barging in, "Yang Sangnim said you had something to tell us," he said calmly. Jiyong was glad he lost the attitude.
"Neh, I have a tattoo and two body piercings, I just want to make sure that's not going to be a problem," Nita said to him. Problem? What is going on here? Jiyong thought. Why would they need to know about her tattoo?
"What's going on here," Daesung asked, standing next to him. Jiyong shrugged her shoulders, he knew as much as Daesung did. Which was pretty much nothing.
"Show me," the Designer ordered. Nita's demeanor changed, one second she was looked nervous and scared even, the next, she stood taller and looked the designer in the eye. Her hand went to the hem of her top and she pulled it over her head, exposing the bra she was wearing underneath. There was a unified swift intake of breath in the room. Jiyong risked a glance at the others, everyone was watching her. Jiyong took the time to appreciate her with his eyes. Before he knew it she was standing in her bra and panties in a room full of men and one other woman.
She was wearing a matching black set. The panties had a small trim of lace along the edges, they picked up just a little bit around her ass. Little Jiyong was getting excited again. She had toned thighs, but he already knew that. As his gaze wondered up, he could see how the dragon wove around her back. It wasn't just one, she had two. Her back looked exquisite, the arch and dipped shaped perfectly. She had a very feminine figure, with an athletic fit. There wasn't much fat on her, but if you looked you could see the toned muscle. He could see her shivering, she was probably feeling the air conditioned air on her skin.
"You've been staring at her for a while now," Youngbae said walking up to him.
"I know," Jiyong answered.
"You don't look comfortable," Youngbae eyed Jiyong's crouch, leave it to your best friend to point out the obvious.
"I'm sure I'm not the only one," was all Jiyong could think of saying.
"She's modeling," Youngbae stated.
"I figured that out," Jiyong answered, still watching Nita.
"You should cool it," Youngbae said, walking away. Jiyong attention was now on Seungri, who was talking to Nita. She was laughing now. What had he said to her, he wondered.
"She's not there anymore, Jiyong," T.O.P said, standing next to him.
"Huh," Jiyong hadn't realized he was staring at nothing.
"She went to go get changed," T.O.P said, "you like her," he asked.
"Maybe, I don't know. Sometimes, she seems familiar," Jiyong answered.
"You're not one to stand around idly, and your quick to get jealous. Just don't over think it," T.O.P said.
"G-Dragon," Jiyong turned around to find a crew member calling her him, "here is yours," he said, holding out a pair of satin boxers. Jiyong took them and bowed his head as a thank you.
His clothes change didn't take long, and his make-up was done to a bare minimum. He was now watching Nita's shoot from the sidelines, till it was his turn. By the time he came back, she was jogging back to the set, with her robe wrapped around her. Youngbae gave her a once over and started talking to her, but soon enough the photographer called for and she headed towards the white backdrop. She awkwardly took off her robe, realizing a little late, that it would have been better to take it off before she walked up to the backdrop. Then one of the crew members came to her and took her robe. She was still a bit nervous. He could see her hands trembling a bit, but she did a good job at hiding it.
"Hyung," Seungri came to walking to him, "Watching, huh," he said.
Jiyong nodded.
"She's still a bit nervous, but she's good," Seungri said, smiling.
"You guys should check out the pictures with Seungri," T.O.P joined them.
Jiyong looked at him, "You saw them," he asked.
"I was standing next to the screen, when they were taking them," T.O.P answered back.
Jiyong's body moved of its own accord. Since they were still taking pictures with Nita and Daesung, those were now the pictures popping up on the screen.
The first picture to flash across the screen was of Nita jumping Daesung, she was smiling. It looked as if they really were dating. She looked happy. Daesung was laughing with his head turned, trying to look at her on his back. Most of his muscles were flexing rather perfectly, if Jiyong thought about.
The next shot was of her sliding down his back, his hands lightly gripping her waist to guide her body down. Jiyong didn't like looking at that one. Not because Daesung was touching her, but because of the look on her face as her feet hit the ground. She was biting her lip, like she really liked the feeling of sliding down another guy's body.
The following shot didn't help him, it was of the two of them looking at each other. As if they were lovers. Daesung smiled his famous all squish eye smile, while Nita looked at him, like he was her world.
Then there was one of him pinching her cheek. It was cute, she looked cute. He started to wonder if she ever looked like that when they were all around her.
Following the cheek pinching, there was a shot of him kissing her nose. Her eyes were shut, with little crinkles in the corners. She looked adorable, Jiyong smiled a little. Even if he was mildly jealous, she was doing a good job.
The final shot is what bothered him the most. She kissed him, surprisingly so. Jiyong's eyes shifted from the screen to the set where the pictures were being taken. She was looking at Daesung, with a smile on her face and sparkles in her eyes. The smile and eyes said it, she like him, maybe even loved him, and she wanted him to know that. When Jiyong looked at the picture that's what it said to him, he wondered if the others noticed it too.
"What's wrong, Jiyong-ah," T.O.P asked.
"She's good right," Youngbae chimed in, "you should have seen the one's with Seungri, they were really cute. I think I might have a crush on her," he finished.
Jiyong looked at Youngbae, "You have a crush on her," he asked, wanting to make sure, he'd heard that right.
"I don't think it's just him," T.O.P said, looking around the room. Jiyong followed T.O.P's gaze around the room, almost every guy in the room had his eyes on her, even after the shoot with Daesung was over. Nita didn't even notice it.
"I thought she was cute when we first met her," Seungri chimed in. He wasn't surprised by that, Seungri didn't waste any time. On his days off he often would just stay at home and hang out with her.
"Yea, she's good," Jiyong said, hoping to hell, he sounded normal.
"Do you think Yang Sangnim is up to something," T.O.P asked. That comment made Jiyong look at T.O.P.
"Why," Jiyong asked.
"Doesn't it seem strange that the day he told her to come with us, the original model doesn't show and she ends doing the shoot with us," T.O.P asked.
"Why would Sangnim want Nita to model," asked Jiyong.
"I don't know, but this just seems suspicious," T.O.P answered.
"Hyung, is thinking too much into it," Seungri said.
Jiyong was starting to think the same thing. T.O.P had a tendency sometimes to read too much into things.
"Well, I'm next, so I'm going to go get changed," T.O.P ended the conversation and headed to the changing room.
Youngbae came back, "Looks like they're using a snake again for him. I don't know why I never get an animal," he said, watching one of the staff, handling the animal.
"You think Nita knows," Seungri asked.
Both Jiyong and Youngbae looked at him, and then both started looking for Nita, both of them found her at the same time. She was watching the going-ons around the set. Youngbae nodded towards her and Jiyong followed suit.
"You ready for your turn with T.O.P," Youngbae asked walking up to her. She turned her head towards his voice and smiled at him.
"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," Jiyong said, still bothered by the pictures of her he'd seen earlier.
"What did you just say," she whispered, Jiyong looked at her, she had gone pale. Instantly all the red blush that was on her face, was a pale white.
"That you enjoyed the sets with Seungri and Daesung," he asked not sure what caused a reaction like that.
"No, before that," she said loudly, there was still no color in her face.
Jiyong looked a Youngbae again, Youngbae shrugged his shoulders and pointedly looked at her.
"He said that you'll have more fun with T.O.P and his snake," Youngbae answered the question, with a smile on his face. Clearly he understood something that Jiyong hadn't grasped.
"Snake," she whispered, her face losing more color, if that was possible. Jiyong noticed her lip started trembling and her hands were shaking. Her eyes followed T.O.P who was bring himself over with his snake. Jiyong felt her grab his hand, the minute she saw T.O.P with the snake. She was scared of snakes.
"So what do you think," T.O.P asked her. She was still trembling, he began rubbing her arm, trying to give her some measure of comfort. She looked at him, he smiled at her, hoping once again that it would act as some reassurance.
"You'll be fine, I'm sure T.O.P will be the one holding it the entire time. It'll be alright," he said to her, smiling.
"Ok, I need my model and T.O.P, let's go," the photographer was ready for them. T.O.P immediately headed back with his snake wrapping itself around him.
Jiyong patted Nita's hand but she was frozen like a statue. She was looking towards the set, but she just stood there, not moving. "I can't do it. . . .not with the snake, I can't do it," she whispered, Jiyong felt her body go cold. He was still rubbing her hand. Youngbae looked at him with a questioning look.
"Her hands are cold and shaking," Jiyong said, Youngbae grabbed her other hand, looked at Jiyong with wide eyes of shock.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down, Nita. Nita?" Youngbae was talking to her, but she had a blank look on her face. Her body was here, but her mind was somewhere else.
"What's wrong," the photographer, was yelling while making his way towards them. He looked at Nita, "is she okay," he asked them.
"She's doesn't like snakes, she's shaking and cold. I don't think it's a good idea to use it. I don't think she'll do it," Jiyong said to the photographer.
"I'm sure we can think of something else, she's really pale, are sure she'll be able to finish," he asked, Jiyong glanced at Nita's face again, she looked like she was in pain, hurting. There was a bit of shine to her eyes, like she was about to start crying.
"Nita, Nita?!?!" Jiyong was practically yelling at her, everyone was standing around her, looking worried. He hadn't noticed T.O.P still had the snake wrapped around him, Jiyong was rubbing her arms, and holding her close to him. Youngbae was rubbing her back.
Daesung was ready to call an ambulance, "Nita you're so pale," he said to her.
Jiyong pulled back enough to see that she was noticing everyone one around her, "I can't do it. . . . . .not with the snake, I can't do it with the snake," he could barely hear her. Jiyong followed her line of vision, to T.O.P. Hadn't he told T.O.P to get rid of it, why the hell was he still standing in front of her with it.
"T.O.P get rid of the snake, someone get me her robe, she's freezing," he started rubbing her arms again, bring her close to him again, trying to offer some comfort. He could feel her drifting away again.
Youngbae came back with her robe, Jiyong took it and warped her up in it.
"She's shaking, let's take her back to the make-up room, I'm sure she'll be fine after a little break. Right, Nita," Youngbae asked her. Jiyong was waiting for her to say something, but she didn't.
Jiyong turned her around and headed back to the green room. They walked in, and saw one of the staff in the room, Jiyong was just going to ask her, if she could leave. Fortunately, he didn't have too, she got up, bowed and walked out. He guided Nita to a chair, and squatted down to her eye level, kneeling in front her. He looked at her and gently placed both his hands on either side of her face, forcing her to look at him.
"Look at me," he said, looking her in the eye, "I need you to come back from where ever it was that you went, you're safe here, look around, no snakes, hmm." He was worried about her, what could have happened to her, to make her react like this. She'd just seen the snake and changed. What was going on in her mind? Jiyong never took his eyes off her face, worried looking at every part, to see if she was registering anything he said. His eyes went back to hers. She was looking at him, "could you let go of my face," she asked.
He didn't removed his hands, "are you okay," he asked softly. He kept glancing at her face, some of her color was coming back now. She was looking at him, and he realized he was still holding her face, he removed his hands. She looked around the room, noticing that they were all there. She looked down at the hands in her lap, and then back up at them, with a half-smile. "I have a thing about snakes, I don't like them. Could we use a different concept for TopCat, instead of the snake," she asked timidly. Her voice was so small, she was hesitating to ask them for something.
"What did you have in mind," the voice came from the door, where now the Designer-nim was coming in from.
"They called him, to let him know that the concept needed to be changed," Daesung whispered to Jiyong. Of course, since he was the designer, what kind of concepts went with his clothes, was part of his job. Designer-nim looked relieved. Jiyong figured who ever informed him told him everything that had happened.
Nita looked at T.O.P and instantly announced, "Blindfold."
"Blindfold?!?!" He wasn't the only one who was thinking it. How the hell can she think of a concept like that? The question was probably heard throughout the studio.
Nita looked at them smiling, her smile got wider, as he saw the gears turning in her head. She knew what she was talking about, even if it was a bit different. "Blindfold," she said adamantly, "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," she gestured towards T.O.P, "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," she finished, Jiyong could see the picture forming in her head. He couldn't help but smile, she seemed like her normal self again. But Jiyong couldn't shake what happened. The question still rang in his mind, why would she react like that, just after seeing a snake.
"Let's go with that then, it sounds interesting enough," said Designer-nim
It didn't take long for everything to get started again. As Jiyong looked at Nita, while she was taking her shots with T.O.P, he couldn't help but think that she had a lot more happen to her then she lets on. His attention was diverted, he heard laughter and his gaze automatically went to the couple in front of the backdrop. T.O.P was lifting her and her legs immediately wrapped around his thin, but mildly bulky frame. T.O.P leaned in, it looked like he was going to kiss her, but he immediately started spinning with her in his arms. She started laughing and giggling. When he stopped he looked over at Jiyong, smiling. T.O.P had done that so she'd feel better. Apparently Jiyong wasn't the only one worried.
"Okay that was good, next we'll do Taeyang," the photographer shouted.
Jiyong's eyes went back to Nita who was reaching behind her head to untie her blindfold, she looked very sexy in that pose, "Hold that pose for a second," the photographer chimed out, taking several shots at once. Jiyong glanced at the screen the shots were popping up on. She looked very sexy like that. When he glanced back at her, Daesung and Seungri were hugging her. Daesung's hand were resting on her waist, with his body hoovering close to hers. While Seungri's one arm, hugged her, right under her breasts. He wanted to go over there and unlatch his hands.
"Looks like she's okay now," Youngbae said, next to him. Jiyong was headed towards Daesung and Seungri when Youngbae spoke to him. Youngbae had gone to change, since he was next.
"Yea, she does," Jiyong replied. He didn't know what else to say. When he thought about Nita, and the way she looked after she saw the snake, he wanted to know what caused that. But maybe if he thought about it some more, maybe he didn't want to know. Jiyong stayed lost in his thoughts, till he heard Youngbae again.
"Are you alright, you've been staring out into the space this whole time," Youngbae said, standing next to him once again.
Jiyong looked at Youngbae, had he finished his part already. Jiyong gave Youngbae a once over, from head to toe and didn't miss the bulge in front of his red boxers. Jiyong raised an eyebrow, what had he missed. Youngbae looked sheepish, rubbing the back his neck with one hand.
"She plays her part really well, I'm all hot and bothered, and she walked away, telling me I should be careful what I wish for. I guess I had that coming," he finished. Jiyong knew he was sporting a smirk, that really was a bad word choice, considering the situation.
"Don't be so anal, Ji," Youngbae said, seeing the smirk on Jiyong's face. Jiyong busted out laughing.
"Yea, you had that 'coming' and I'm being 'anal'", he said, still unable to contain his laughter.
"Don't you have to go get changed, you're the last one," Youngbae said pointing in the direction of the changing room.
"Yea, yea, I'm going, stop embarrassing yourself," Jiyong said heading towards the changing room. While changing into his white boxers, he too was trying to make it look like he didn't have a hard on from hell. It wasn't working, no matter how he adjusted himself, his hard-on was going to get noticed. He stood there making fun of Youngbae, but the truth was he'd been hot and bothered since he'd seen the pictures she'd taken with Seungri. He really didn't know what he was going to do about this. He wasn't going to handle it with his hand right now. He was just going to have to deal with it. He quickly stripped and put his boxer briefs back on and slipped on the white boxers over them. There, he thought, that looks a bit better.
When he went back to the set, it was completely changed. There was bed in front of a dark red, almost burgundy backdrop. The lighting was completely dim, around the bed, most of the lights being focused on the bed itself. Nita was sitting on the edge of the bed, in a matching set of white lingerie. She looked absolutely sinful, sexy, and timid at the same time. He made his way towards her, "I'm ready, when you guys are," the photographer said, looking at Jiyong as he walked by.
He stood there looking down at her, she looked tired and scared almost. She was probably drained emotionally, he thought. She looked up at him, and he offered her his hand. Her hand was trembling slightly as she placed it in his. There was something about the way she placed her hand in his, as she smiled at him hesitantly. It pulled at him. She trusted him. For guy who had almost everything about himself figured out, he never thought that one woman's trust would matter to him so much.
Jiyong pulled her to him, gently but firmly gripping her waist. Her arms automatically wrapped around his neck. Their faces where mere inches apart. She bit her lip, nervously. Jiyong smirked, it turned him on. He reached for her mouth, gently tugging the mildly tortured skin from her mouth. He smiled at her, hoping that it would comfort her. When she smiled back and subtly closed her eyes and opened them again, he took that as his que. He tilted her chin up, and kissed her. Apparently the kiss had taken her by surprised, she let out a small gasp as his mouth descended on hers. He was going to a slow and steady kiss, but things changed when she started kissing him back. Heat rushed over his body, the hard-on he was sporting, was trying to break free of the confines of his boxer briefs, and she was just kissing him. His arms instinctively tighten around her, bring her flush against his body. She felt good, real good, against him. He was becoming mildly dizzy and knew that if he didn't break away from the kissing, both of them were going to pass out, and where would that get them. He gently pulled away, his male ego was satisfied when she leaned in as he pulled away. He smiled, touching his forehead to hers, his eyes closed as he just enjoyed the feel of her in his arms.
He opened his eyes when he felt Nita pull away from him, his arm instinctively tightening a bit. She looked at him, and smiled, her eyes darting this way and that on his face. She had a sweet red tint to her face and her smile said that she was happy. He didn't waste any time, once again fusing his lips to hers. The second kiss, sent sparks of fire through his veins. He slowly made his way to the bed, and gently laid her down on it, crawling on top of her. Most of his weight was being supported by his arms. His mouth started making a trail down her jaw to her neck, wanting to get a taste of every part of her. He felt Nita's hands rack his back, God help him, but that only made him want to rip whatever clothes they had on, off. He made his way to her ear, and gently grazed it with his teeth. She moaned, good, he was glad he wasn't the only one being affected by this. After the ear, he made his way down her beautiful neck to the hallow at her throat. His lips weren't meant for that particular part of her body. He licked the hallow, she tasted sweet, he gently blew on the wet spot, and felt her shiver underneath him. Her body was constantly rubbing against his, and he did nothing to stop her. He was enjoying himself. He made his way to the plump of her breasts, he kissed each one and grazed the soft exposed skin. When he did that, Nita nearly turned him over, with the force of her body. Jiyong smiled again, he was going to enjoy this every much.
"Okay, guys I think we have enough of the couple shots," yelled the photographer.
Wait a minute, Jiyong thought. When had someone started watching them. He immediately broke away from Nita's body. Looking around he realized they hadn't been alone to begin with. He looked at Nita and realized he'd completely forgotten where they were, and what they were doing. If the photographer hadn't said anything, he would have taken her here, in front of all these people. Jiyong looked at Nita again and realized he was still on top of her, he quickly moved off of her, and sat down at the edge of the bed, trying to get back to reality. Nita was sitting next to him now, either looking at the other.
"You'll have to change into your first set, we'll be taking your individuals and then finish for the group shots," the photographer said to Nita. She got up and made her way back to her changing room.
"You okay," Youngbae said, walking up to him. Jiyong knew he was going to get the payback of earlier now.
"I'm fine," Jiyong said, he was lying. He wasn't fine, his hard on from hell was nearly solved, if the photographer hadn't made his presence known.
"She's something isn't she," Youngbae asked, "I guess now we can really say who her favorite is."
Jiyong instantly looked at Youngbae. Youngbae was implying that he was her favorite in Big Bang. "What makes you say that," he asked Youngbae. Youngbae raised an eyebrow, "the two of you were moaning and grinding against each other, because of you two nearly every man in this studio is sporting a hard-on. I'm sure she wouldn't react like that to just anyone," he finished, looking at Jiyong like he'd lost a few brain cells. That was debatable, Jiyong thought, maybe he had lost some brain cells. When he stood up, he knew that his hard-on was being noticed. He made his way to the changing room, knowing, now he really did have relieve himself. He was having trouble walking straight.

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