This chapter contains some StEaMy scenes I term as smuff- a mixture that is more fluff than smut: in and 90% to 10% ratio. So, mostly fluff :)

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"Stay still."

"I am still," Peter whined in protest, making Colin give him a weird look.

"Then be stiller, damn. Working with a kid seems easier and easier compared to you." He directed Peter's head with one hand while the other pressed on the pump of the spray bottle, wetting Peter's hair.

Peter bent his head, hands wiping his face. "But it's getting in my eyes."

"It wouldn't if you stayed still." Colin squirted more of the water into Peter's hair, hand ruffling the locks simultaneously.

Satisfied with the level of dampness Peter's hair had now, he stepped back and admired the work of his hands.

He picked up his camera off one of the tables in the room and moved the backdrop he had put up a while ago, brushing away the creases.

Right after Colin had taken the first couple of photos Colin had taken of Peter in a nearby park, they had come over to Snapshot with the aim of getting a couple more.

It had taken a while because Colin had to set up the studio in preparation, and Peter had repeatedly refused to change his clothes, complaining of how it wasn't necessary to switch outfits. But eventually, both problems were solved and the duo were about to finally start the second aspect of compiling Peter's portfolio.

With a bowing motion, Colin made a beckoning gesture at Peter. "You may pose now, Pikachu."

Peter rolled his eyes, hands combing at his hair which was plastered to his forehead. "Did we really have to get it wet?"

Colin only sighed, covering his face with his palms. "Would you just- just go stand there and look pretty."

The flash from Colin's camera went off multiple times in quick succession before he lowered the device, an unreadable expression etched on his face.

"I said look pretty, not constipated, Pikachu. And don't lift your head up so much, you look weird."

"What do you want me to do then?" Peter wiped away the drops of water that managed to slide down to his face.

"Relax," Colin provided as he set the timer on his camera. He put it up on the tripod and turned the lens towards Peter's now slouched from. This wasn't what Colin meant when he told the dark-haired boy to relax.

With a very audible sigh, he walked over to Peter, carefully stepping over the part of the backdrop laying on the floor. He held Peter's head and lowered it so his chin hovered a few inches from his collar bones. Then, Colin adjusted Peter's stance and made sure the boy was set in a position that didn't look like he was trying too hard to hold in a fart. "Now you just have to take the shirt off and we're set."

"No."

"Pikachu, this isn't the time to be a brat." Colin meant his words. "Just take the stupid shirt off so we can get this over and done with."

"I'm not being a brat, I just don't see the need for it. You made me change just for about-- what, two photos?" Peter cocked his head to the side, arms folded. "I just don't see why it's needed." He stared at Colin, making the brunet's eye twitch at his stubbornness.

"Did you look at the sample portfolios I sent you?"

Peter nodded.

"And did you see that each of them had at least one photo without a shirt on?"

Again, Peter's head bobbed up and down.

"And you do know that they did so because the agency would be wondering what their bodies looked like?" Colin asked again.

"Yes," Peter said. "But it's not like I'd sign up for any shoots like that anyway."

Colin's eyebrows shot up. "Not even if Calvin Klein offered you a men's underwear shoot?"

"If they are gonna take shots of my junk in too-tight clothing they might as well make sure it's that and that only." Peter's shoulders tensed then fell.

"What's so bad about being shirtless?" Colin still wasn't seeing the issue and was beginning to get tired of the whole banter.

"The scars are still there, okay? None of the guys in the pics you sent had any. But I do." Peter's gaze fell. "And it's a lot."

"They're not gonna care," the brunet assured. "Besides, everyone's doing this 'Love Your Body' campaign shit. It's good for their image."

Peter still refused to get out of the shirt-- now, without any valid reason. And with each of them not willing to back down from their decisions, they were squaring off in no time, bushy eyebrows turned down and gazes hard and unblinking. The room was already hot from the key light that cast its glow on the backdrop and that heat had escalated with the intensity of the stares.

"Why do you choose to be so damn stubborn?" Colin let out through gritted teeth, trying hard to let his eyes stay on Peter's, trying even harder not to look at his lips which curved into that small, annoyed pout.

"Why do you choose to be so damn irritating?" Peter retorted. He gestured with his hands, but with the closed distance between their bodies, they brushed against Colin's form.

Colin sucked in a breath, closing his eyes to calm himself, find the control which he had lost in his left hand. The one which was steadily approaching Peter's, touching him. They both stared down at the spots they swore tingled, for some reason.

And before they could sort out their thoughts, they were kissing. Both of them had no idea why it was happening-- they had no clue what had prompted it. But it was happening.

Colin's hands slipped under Peter's shirt, rubbing over the soft skin before they moved to aggressively tug at the fabric. He yanked the shirt off Peter and in his mind-- during the short moment when they split apart-- a small thought expected that brief separation of their lips to be the end of the smoldering kiss. Fortunately, it wasn't.

As quickly as they had parted, their lips found each other's and they were going at it again-- their feet moving in the same erratic rhythm that fingers brushed flesh and teeth nipped at skin.

Colin's leg knocked over one of the tripods. He turned to look at the damage but felt Peter's hands clamp his face and bring their mouths together again. At once, his mind went blank, making him forget to check whether or not it was the empty stand or the one he had set the camera on. It didn't seem like it was important-- at least not to him at that moment. But in any case, he could let Austin sneak him a new camera from the storeroom. No biggie.

Burying his slim fingers in Colin's hair, Peter pulled at the locks. It wasn't hard enough to bring pain, only a slight twinge to alert Colin of the act-- a sort of encouragement for Colin to nip a little more at the skin of his neck.

Colin complied, more than happy to do so. His tongue circled those same freckles he had admired the first time he had met Peter, earning him a small moan.

"Do that again," Colin murmured, hot breath blowing against Peter's skin.

In a breathy tone, Peter managed to reply after a beat. "What?"

"That sound you made. I like it."

Peter's dark eyes flit up to Colin's. They managed to turn a shade darker as he smiled a devious smile before they shut close again. "Make me."

Taken aback, Colin could only stare with an unfocused look. He finally realized that Peter had unwittingly thrown him a challenge. He was never one to back down from a challenge.

His lips left Peter's neck, tracing kisses up his jaw until his lips landed right beneath his roommate's bottom lip, moving no further. Colin looked at Peter's flushed face and smiled. This is going to be so much fun.

In slow, languid motions, Colin let his fingers slide down Peter's body. Their dilated pupils remained trained on each other even as Colin's hand receded further and further, moving past Peter's chest. They glided past his navel, dipping in the depression once, before continuing their journey. Down, down below until...

Lights flickered and Colin's eyes widened. They went back to the half-closed state they were in when he realised it was just the camera, taking shots after the set time was up.

Colin saw Peter fight back a sigh when his hand palmed the Asian through his jeans. Peter's teeth dug into his lip as he closed his eyes, right as Colin squeezed his hardness. A light flashed once again and Colin wanted to stop the device from taking more shots. But it would ruin the moment and no, he didn't want this to be interrupted. Not at all.

Seeing the way Peter was resisting-- trying to hide that he was enjoying this trying to make it last as long as it could-- got Colin hard too. He didn't let the smile that lit up his face falter even as he pulled the belt out of its holes and unzipped Peter's jeans. It grew wider when Colin's hand slipped past the waistband of Peter's boxers.

A tuft of hair tickled Colin's hand right before his digits went around Peter. Peter's head instantly fell back, mouth falling open yet no sound leaving his parted lips. They were slightly swollen from the earlier kisses and later, how hard Peter had bitten them. Nevertheless, Colin liked how they tasted.

So he kissed them again, taking Peter's bottom lip with his teeth first before diving deeper. Colin couldn't get over how Peter always kissed him back. It was just like he had done on that night before storming off. It was quick and light and delicious, right before it turned more bold, more determined, more curious about the heat that lay within.

The way his tongue lapped at Colin's was nothing short of sensual. To him, their tongues had already fallen madly in love and were married, already planning their honeymoon.

Colin's hand went to work, slow strokes from base to tip then back to base. He reached his goal, he was the victor. Peter moaned, loud enough for him to even make out the word that came with it. "Please."

Please what? Stop? Continue?

Colin was about to ask him what he meant by the word and just as Peter leaned into him and his lips brushed Peter's ear, he heard a voice.

Leo's.

Shit shit shit. It was Sunday. Leo never came in on Sundays-- no one did. That was the reason Colin had chosen today to choose Peter's shoot. Not because he wanted to be alone with the guy--after all, they lived together and had plenty of time to bond at home-- but because he didn't want anyone to know he was doing a free shoot. One that didn't promote Snapshot in any way.

As his lips left Peter's and his hands retracted from Peter's pants, Colin immediately switched off all the spotlights. In his rush to make sure every plug was pulled out, he saw the fallen tripod and was more than glad it wasn't the one with the camera.

Colin had never been more thankful that he had used the back door instead of the front one. As he pulled Peter, who was struggling to buckle his belt, he kicked away any evidence he could in the rush and made for the small door.

Then he remembered it. The camera. The reason he would do anything to make sure Leo never found out he had been here.

All the filmstrips in that camera were there courtesy of his boss. Film was very expensive and since he wasn't the one buying it, he had to make sure he was never found wasting it.

Especially now that the film in this camera contained images he could sell for good money if he created an Onlyfans.

"Go. Go wait in the car," Colin whispered to Peter right before he turned and dashed for the camera. He heard a squeal as the front door fell open and Leo made his way inside, footsteps heavy on the tiled floor.

Colin was outside within the blink of an eye, hands shaking as he slid in his key and locked the back door shut. He had never thought he'd ever do something like this-- risk so much to protect someone he had absolutely no ties to. His job was even on the line, and for what? Someone he wasn't even sleeping with.

He ran, and he didn't stop till he was in his car, clutching his chest to see if the pulsing sound in his ear was a result of his racing heart. All the while his mind kept running. What the fuck is happening to me?

Peter looked over at him after he had heard the satisfactory click that came with the fastened seatbelts. "Well, that was crazy."

"So crazy we're going to pretend it never happened, Pikachu."

They both swore never to talk of this moment again.

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