i want some more (giselle & tyson)

[tyson]

Tyson Jake Tyler pulled up to the studio building in his flashy new car. It was a 2011 red and black Audi R8 and it was his pride and joy. Though he did have a higher salary than most people because he was a model, the down payment still left quite a bit of money to pay still. But he didn't care, this was his dream car and he was just glad he had been able to afford the down payment.

Revving the engine of the fancy new car he pulled up to the studio before parking in the spot near the entrance. Shutting off the engine, Tyson grabbed the dufflebag that was in the passenger seat next to him and he climbed out of his car before shutting the door and locking it with the keys.

Slinging his bag over his shoulder he strolled casually into the studio door to be greeted by a bunch of people bustling around setting up the set for the photo shoot which today included a beach scene, complete with sand, big fake rocks and a painted backdrop that showed part of the ocean as well as a starry night sky. A night beach scene. Interesting.

Walking across the warehouse type of building, he headed over to where the hair and makeup people were knowing that they would do a little work on him, then send him over to wardrobe and then finish him up before the shoot actually started. Three people began brushing through his hair and then adding some sort of product that would keep it the way they wanted it. A bit of makeup was added to his face for touch ups and then they herded him over to where rows of clothes were hanging up near a small changing tent.

The ladies over there looked him over before pulling off a plain white t shirt and a pair of board shorts. They then sent him into the changing room where he changed into the white shirt and board shorts before coming back out with his clothes and shoving them into his dufflebag he had brought. Then back to hair and makeup he went to get some last touch ups.

Sitting in the chair, he sat still while they messed with his hair some more. His thoughts began to wander to the girl that he was suppose to be modeling with today. He had never modeled with her before and he was excited to meet her. It was always a lot of fun to model with someone new instead of the same people over and over.

His light blue eyes glanced over to see another pair of people. A girl and a guy were sitting in makeup getting their last touch ups done as well. They were both already dressed in their clothes for the shoot. The guy was in a white t shirt and board shorts like Tyson while the girl was dressed in a bikini with denim shorts on the bottom.

A smile appeared on his face as he nodded to the other pair to say hi and then turned back to face the front. A competition. It wasn't uncommon for multiple models or multiple couples to be hired to do the same shoot. That way if one pair blew then the other pair would be the new face of the product. It was to ensure that the company got the photos they need for their advertisements. Tyson grinned even wider. He hated to lose.

[ill give you more]

It was a last minute job yet once again. A job that seemed desperate and it just so happened that her portfolio had been the only one lying around with easy access to and they booked her.

She had received the call two hours ago and she hustled together to grab the things she needed, something to do while sitting in the hair and makeup chair, her cell phone and of course, her extra set of clothes or any emergency toiletries.

She swirved around the Hollywood studio parking lot, upset and frustrated that she couldnt find a parking spot and the one's she did find, were disabled or people had double parked. Agitated she got out of the car and slammed the door, fumbling with her keys to hear the alarm on her 2011 Land Rover Range Rover.

She entered the studio, the sweet smell of vanilla and coffee wafting into her nose, making her stomach gurgle a little. A neon hot pink sign that said Models this way --> was taped on double doors and she pushed her way through.

It was almost instantly that crew and designers/artists started fawning over her and were helping her undress and into her photo shoot swim wear. She was wearing a black bando that had a floral print with matching bottoms. Once she was fitted they led her over to a hair and makeup table. As they curled her hair into 'natural' tresses she thumbed through a magazine. "Keep your eyes up!" The makeup artist reprimanded as he lined her water line with mascara. "Your partner is over there." The director said as he pointed to a guy sitting acrossl on the other side of the mirrors. "Names Tyler, make it magic mkay?" He asked, clapping his hands. "Sure thing!" She said sarcastically as she smiled.

[tyson]

Tyson Tyler sat in the chair as they finally finished getting him ready for the photo shoot. When they finished doing his hair and other things they called for the first couple to come over to the set and the photographer and other crew members gathered around as they instructed the models on what to do.

Apparently the shoot was suppose to be pretty steamy and intense because they immediately went straight to having the guy sit down with his back up against the boulders while the girl straddled his lap with her chest pressed up against him. The cameras began to snap as the photographers took pictures from different angles until they were satisfied with that position.

They then moved on to another pose where they had the guy and girl standing up and the girl was all over the guy. He could tell that this pose was more open to change because he heard the photographer tell the models to move around however they wanted. They did that for a bit before the two were seperated and a woman came up with a spray bottle and moistened the guy's white shirt to make it stick to his body and then misted the female who was in nothing but a bikini and denim shorts.

Once they were both damp, the photographer had the guy lay down and the girl lay on top of him. The cameras once again snapped and then they were done. The first couple walked off the set, not even looking at each other as if they didn't want anything to do with each other now. Confused, Tyson watched them walk off and change back into their other clothes before sitting down once more.

The photographer called over to Tyson and the other girl who was getting her final touches put on. Tyson rose to his feet and glanced over at his partner before giving her a flirty smile and then heading over to the set.

[gisellehopecarter]

She was summoned by the photographer to the set as the second to last couple had walked off, in what seemed like a haze. She smiled and looked at Tyler, meeting his eyes "Im Giselle, and I look forward to working for you." She laughed, she had to be professional... after all modeling wasnt all about getting down and dirty, there was business too.

"Let's make this a wonderful set of 200 frames okay? Let's make this romantic and sexual... yet tasteful okay? Now, you two are lovers on a beach a starry night above you. Let's make some magic!" He shooed them away and the assistant came and spritzed her with water on her neck and chest and all the way down her back.

She rested her back against the artificial tree and had a lost look in her eyes as the photographer snapped a few more photos of her from different angles. "Look into his eyes Gigi! Give me passion. Come on!" She raised her head and looked into Tylers eyes, "Well hey there..." She joked, adding a little humor to the heated shoot to relieve some of the awkwardness.

In between every few set of shots, the 'spritzer' and the hair stylist would come back out and fix the two models to seem as if they were perfect yet it wasnt meant to look like that. Ironic?The 'spritzer' came up to her and rubbed glitter gel all over her back so when she turned her back to the frame her back still caught the attention.

[tyson]

Tyson stood where he was told to stand and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her gently to his chest. The photographer snapped some more pictures and then they were told to switch positions. They did so and even more pictures were taken in that pose until it came time for them to be sprayed with the water.

The lady with the bottle came and and soaked Tyson's shirt so that it clung to his muscular and defined abs and pecs. Then she went over and sprayed it over Giselle as well before stepping out of the shot. This pose was apparently suppose to be the sexiest because the photographer continued to yell things at them, telling them to get closer and show him some passion.

A little unsure of how Giselle wanted to show passion, Tyson looked at her with his light blue eyes. He was laying on his back in the sand and she was laying on top of him as the other couple had done in their shoot. Tyson decided to let her take the lead and see what she wanted to do though he did have his arms wrapped around her, softly holding her against him.

[gisellehopecarter]

After being spritzed for what seemed like the millionth time, they switched positions so they were laying in the sand. The sand clung to her wet skin, giving her that 'messy' look and she was laying ontop of him and his cold, soaking shirt.

The photographer continued to yell that he wasnt getting exactly what he wanted out of the both of them yelling, "More, more, more!" He was stomping his feet in anger, almost as if throwing a temper tantrum which was ridiculous considering how old he was.

Trying to please the photographers needs she leaned down, her nose touching Ty's as well, their lips barely touching one anothers, she could smell the mint in his mouth almost as if she was already kissing him. "Ah there we go!" He said, laying down on the ground and within millimeters of their faces was snapping shots, the flashing of the lights ridiculously bright.

She knew that some things were done for fun and some dirty jobs were done for business, this just so happened to be a mixture of both pleasure and business. She leaned down and kissed him gently, and held it there as the photographer seemed as if he was screaming with joy as he snapped furiously away on his camera. Slowly, she pulled back, tugging on his bottom lip and the camera continued to snap one after the other.

[tyson]

Tyson looked up at her with his light blue eyes as her face got closer and closer to his. A smile raised one side of his mouth a little as she held the position, so close they were almost kissing. And then, as if she had read his mind, she leaned down the rest of the way and kissed him gently, holding the kiss while the photographer went crazy snapping picture after picture.

Tyson kissed her back, his hands exploring her body a little and he looked over at the photographer for a moment before his eyes locked onto hers once more. A smile crossed his face again as he watched her, waiting for her to make a move but finally deciding to take a chance and do something himself.

Leaning his head up a bit, his lips met hers once again, softly kiss her own lips for a moment before his mouth lowered down to her neck. He planted a kiss on her damp neck, savoring the feeling of her skin. He stayed there for a moment, his eyes closed as he kissed her and then he opened his eyes again. Looking up at her again, his lips remained slightly apart as if he was going to say something but couldn't quite think of it. A smile still apparent on his face as he watched her, waiting.

[gisellehopecarter]

She was surprised that he kissed her back and she didnt seem to care whatsoever. As he made his way down her neck, she arched her back and the photographer was dancing around as he yelled, "Im feeling this."

Once Ty looked up at her again she smiled as changed the position to add more diversity. She sat on his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist and the photographer was silent for a bit. She fiddled with his shirt in a few shots before tearing the collar and down one side of the shoulder. "Loving it!" The director cheered.

Makeup artists and hair stylists came and fiddled with the two before the director yelled at them, "Let them be you annoying pests!" He shooed them away as he let Giselle and Ty create their own chemistry.

She ran her fingers through his hardly coated gel hair before kissing him again, slowly so more shots would be taken and she would be able to kiss him longer. So far, this was definitely the most heated and intense photo shoot she had; had in a long time.

[tyson]

As they shifted positions so now Tyson was sitting up and she was straddling his lap the photographer was still having a hay day. The couple before them hadn't done anything this sexy and he knew that they would be the new face of the product. His light blue eyes looked at her as her hands went to his shirt and she ripped his shirt. Soon he just pulled it off before tossing it aside.

Leaning his face close to hers he felt her lips on his again and he closed his eyes as he kissed her back, this time more passion in his kiss than before. He knew it was just a photo shoot but he couldn't help but let himself get pulled into all of it. A smile lit his face as their lips broke contact for a moment and he opened his eyes a little before his lips found hers again.

One of his hands slid up to slid behind her neck while the other hand made it's way up her glistening back and played teasingly with the ties to her bikini. He smiled lightly against her lips and her hands went through his blonde hair as the photographer continued. He was thankful that they hadn't used many shots on the first pose because that meant he still had plenty of time to kiss her before their frames were out.

[gisellehopecarter]

The kissing was intoxicating and she kept finding herself getting sucked deeper and deeper. It was completely quiet onset it seemed as the only thing she could hear was her heart racing. She never thought that she would make it far in the industry, yet here she was... making out with an extremely hot male model.

She shivered at his touch on her back as he teasingly fiddled with her bathing suit straps. "Slow down cowboy..." She joked as she kissed him once more, kissing down his neck and onto his chest. "10 frames left guys!" The director said sadly, "Make these last 10 the best you possibly can." He sped up his commands, and she tried to think of something that was worth the final pose, maybe the pose that would be on the cover.

She stopped and pressed her forehead against his, they were both staring intently at each other and she was smiling at him, with happiness and relief. "Yes!" He cried as she clicked away, "And we are done!" He cheered and the rest of the cast clapped and so did the fellow models.

Giselle got up from his lap, and rubbed the sand off of her. "Pleasure kissing you." She laughed, hoping off the set and into the shower to get the disgusting sand off of her.

The director stopped Ty on the side of the set, "She's great eh? Million dollar model she is. Great job today... way to make the chemistry." And he patted Ty on his sandy back.

[tyson]

A grin crossed the male model's face as they made the last frame count. When she climbed off of him and headed over to the showers to wash off he rose to his feet as well, nodding in agreement to what the photographer said before heading off after her. The sand clung to his back and it was rather uncomfortable but all he could think of right now was that he wanted to see her again.

His light blue eyes finally caught sight of her as in the makeshift shower with her bathing suit still on and he grinned mischievously to himself before heading toward the shower as well, only wearing his board shorts. The shower wasn't very big and a dark curtain covered the entrance.

Walking over to the curtain he knocked on it before pulling it to the side a bit and poking his head in. She was still wearing the bikini as she washed the sand off of her as well as anything the crew might have sprayed on her.

"Mind if I join?" he asked her though he didn't want for her to answer before he stepped inside as well, forcing her to be pressed up against his chest to keep from falling out of the small room. A flirty grin crossed Tyson's face as he looked down at her, the water hitting him in the back of the head and running down his back to wash the sand off his body. His board shorts were now wet as well and he watched her for a moment, unsure if she would get mad at him for barging it, if she would kick him out or leave herself, go along with his joke and laugh or (in his dreams) wanna continue what they had started just moments earlier in the sand.

[gisellehopecarter]

"No, I dont mind." She said as she washed the sand off of her skin, the sand gravel irritating. "Excuse me." And she tried to manuever around him to get the sand out of her hair and off of her back which was really uncomfortable.

She turned around, the water hitting the back of her head as she rinsed the sand out of her hair, and the warm water was steaming and the small stall of the shower seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. Being claustrophobic she tried to relax, and she knew only one thing could cause her to calm down. Kissing.

She smiled at Ty and she stood on her tip toes, both of her arms around his neck as she kissed him. "Much better." She sighed, kissing him again, this time a little faster and harder, letting her tongue explore the inside of his mouth, but didnt want to intrude too much as he may not like french kissing.

[tyson]

Tyson finished washing the sand off of his back and out of his blonde hair before rotating so she could do the same, her dark hair falling down her back. A smile crossed his face as he watched her rinse off.

She took him by surprise when she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his once again. There were no cameras around this time and he couldn't help but be glad that the curtain was a dark color which meant no one could see in or out.

Wrapping his own arms around her waist, he held her body against his, welcome the feeling of her mouth against his own. When her tongue began to slip against his lips he parted his lips and playfully brushed his own tongue against hers. A smile lit his face as he held her, her arms still wrapped around him.

As they continued to kiss, the taste of her moist lips was about to drive him up a wall. He wanted to be close to her and felt like he couldn't get closer. He didn't push her though, letting her take control and decide what would happen. He didn't know what she had in mind but you definitely wouldn't find him complaining about it.

[gisellehopecarter]

His acceptance of her tongue made her laugh and she couldnt stop and think about if what she was doing was right or wrong? She didnt want t seem trashy but she didnt want to ignore her ravenous feelings for him. It was a difficult situation.
"I uhm... dont think that we should be doing this here. I mean, we should get to know eachother first." She bit her tongue as soon as the words escaped her pink tinted lips. "I mean, I dont think this is wrong cause... boy I wanna kiss you!" She admitted her cheeks turning a slight pinkish hue.

She unwrapped her arms and opened the curtain to the shower, stepping out onto the tile. "Coffee?" She asked him as she took a towel on the hook and towel dried her hair. It was odd being so mature in a situation like this but she knew that she really liked him and she didnt want things ending in a tragic and heart broken way. She smiled, "See you in fifteen minutes" A slight giggle escaping her lips, not giving him a chance to answer.

[tyson]

Tyson let go of her a little when she stopped kissing him and listened to what she said. She was right they were moving to fast and they probably should get to know each other first. When she added that she really wanted to kiss him a smile lit his face and he glanced down at the floor before looking up at her once more.

She untangled herself from him and he let her go as she stepped out of the shower and began to dry herself off with a towel. He reached up and shut off the water before stepping out as well, his light blue eyes watching her the whole time. When she turned and asked him if he wanted to get coffee he was about to reply when she turned and walked away saying she would see him in fifteen minutes.

He shook his head a bit, surprised, but in a good way. He ran the towel through his short blonde hair before wrapping it around his waist and heading over to where he had left his clothes. It didn't take him long for him to dry off and change back into his normal clothes. When he was finished he stepped out of the changing tent and looked around for her but didn't see her.

Deciding to wait outside, he headed towards the door with his keys and bag in hand. Unlocking his car he tossed his bag in the back before shutting the door and standing outside his red and black 2011 Audi R8. A smile raised one side of his face as he watched the door, waiting for her to come out.