"I feel stupid, posing in this damn car." Karl sighed.

"You don't look stupid."

Snap, snap, snap, snap

"We nearly done then?"

"Patience, and I'll make it worth your while."

"Nothing is gonna make this worth my while," he huffed. "I hate fucking posing!"

"Unbutton your jeans for me," he was instructed, the voice as endlessly patient as always.

"Can't, no undies, so that's scuppered that plan!" he gloated. "Let's finish up, go get some food, I'm starved."

"I'm not planning on photographing your dick, now unbutton them. The harder you make this the longer we'll be here."

Karl let out a huge sigh, but arched his hips off the seat and unbuttoned his jeans as he'd been told.

"Satisfied?"

"Not quite."

He groaned. "Now what?"

"It's still not quite right, slide your t-shirt up a little. That's better. Arms up remember."

"Whatever!"

A cool hand touched his abs, moving the t-shirt up a little more, and this time his sigh was one of pleasure. The sigh turned to a groan as that same hand ventured down beneath the waistband of his jeans, opening the button fly a little wider.

"Oh god!" He wasn't expecting that cool calloused hand to surround him, stroke him, and he nearly shot off the seat.

"Ah-ah! Sit back, arms..."

He did as he was told, but had to beg. "Please?"

"Ssh..." The cool hand released him from his jeans, stroked him slowly. "Patience is a virtue Karl, it reaps its own rewards."

"Faster?" he asked.

His tormentor shook his head behind the camera. "Too fast and I'd lose this expression..."

Snap, snap, snap, snap.

"And this..."

Snap, snap, snap.

"Do you know how beautiful you are to me? How you look when I do this..."

Snap, snap, snap, snap.

"And when I continue, out comes that tongue," he laughed, "just like that, to moisten those delicious lips."

Snap, snap.

The soft rasp of that voice, the words, and the incredible touch of that hand were driving Karl to the brink, he was losing control.

"Please... I need... Soon!"

"I know."

The hand sped up, thumb stroking over the head, and he could barely keep still.

"Look at me Karl, right at me. I want to see that moment in your eyes. Almost there..."

"GOD!!!"

Snap, snap, snap snap, snap.

The camera was gone suddenly and a hard body covered his, eager lips came down to tease his, tongue demanding entry to his mouth, and Karl submitted, panting into the searing kiss. He had to break it to pull in more air.

"Thank you!" Bright blue eyes smiled down at him. "I told you you'd reap a reward, didn't I?"

Karl ran a hand through the straw blonde hair of his lover. "You're not gonna publish any of those are you Vig?"

"A couple perhaps, under an assumed name, but the last ones no. Those particular poses are just for me."

~fin~