Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.
Many comments ask for updates on this series. I write it for my good friend Angry Dutchman. The celeb was his choice. Same for the ideas and themes with the characters. I appreciate him giving me the opportunity to write this series.
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Miami, Florida
A deep red glow flickered across the mirror, filling every item in the bathroom with the shade of its color. White towels covered the glass walls of a shower to prevent any ricochet of blinding lights from the mirror above the sink. Nicola Cavanis transformed the bathroom in her hotel into a development room. Axel referred to it as a 'dark room' complete with a red light bulb for safety reasons. With the early income gained from the success of her FansOnly business, Nicola wanted to celebrate with the young photographer. She purchased a vintage camera set and the necessary equipment to process photos. The metal rack once used for hanging towels had been cleared on both sides of the room to run a string where they hung photos by wooden clothes pins.
Vintage style photography was something that Axel was always interested in. He had worked only in digital with his cameras and laptop that could all be packed up and moved around easily. Nicola surprised him with the common ground they shared in photography. For Axel, he remembered that many of the photoshoots that caught his eye in his youth were done without digital equipment. The turn to vintage photographs was one he embraced. It was an opportunity he didn't know he would have on his hands in the future. Nicola didn't have to tell him she was making plans for the future with her FansOnly profile. This move to use vintage style photography methods told Axel all he needed to know. It was the latest move in her ongoing obsession with black and white photography.
Two weeks had passed since the event shared between her, Axel, and Marcel. Nicola had plans to stay in Miami for the summer, ready to create what Marcel described as the 'long, sexy summer'. Those words remained at the center of Nicola's mind. She made Axel use it as a caption for posts that went with her FansOnly updates. A few brands for swimsuits and bikinis reached out to Nicola, offering to mail her outfits to try on. These requests were to be fulfilled through posts on her regular social media accounts. Nicola agreed, knowing she could use them as teaser pics for the more racy and artistic photos hidden behind the paywall on FansOnly. Bikinis in various colors and one-piece swimsuits were the outfits sent to her current Miami address. Marcel joked that she should invest in an apartment since she had now been living in the U.S. for some time now.
Axel liked that suggestion enough to mention it to her. Their bond was growing stronger by the day as they worked for each other as photographer and model. Beyond the job, Axel saw signs that it could go further. This was only the beginning of their journey. He didn't tell her yet, as it wasn't the time to talk about their feelings for one another. His focus remained on the job ahead. They had a shared goal of making her a successful name online. In the back of his mind, Axel believed that Nicola should be the next big thing in the modeling industry. If she couldn't get into an official Sports Illustrated photoshoot, then perhaps they would create their own down the road. The possibilities were endless as long as he didn't let the negative doubts creep into the back of his mind. Marcel refused to allow him to think outside of the positive mindset he currently had.
"Like this?"
Nicola asked as she pressed her breasts together. They were encased in a lime green bra matching her bikini bottoms. Directly behind Nicola was the window, unveiled of all curtains and shades to allow the sunlight to pour in. Axel was crouching on the floor of her hotel room with one knee dug into the carpet as he held the new Kodak camera with both hands.
"Yeah, that's perfect."
Raising his left hand, Axel carefully adjusted the round lens of the camera before pressing his thumb to snap several photos at once. There was no flash, but a clicking sound was heard with every snap. Nicola counted five snaps before she let go of her breasts. She then turned around, revealing her marvelous ass with the thong tucked down the crack. She bent over, making it appear as if the sunlight was beaming between her thighs. Axel snapped more pictures as she raised her hands behind her head.
"Very nice, babe. Bend over a little bit more."
She followed his instructions, leaning forward enough to split the crack of her ass. Since these photos were to be developed in black and white, the thong would blend right in with the shadows of the crack. Axel was confident he could fix the lighting once he had digital prints. He snapped three more shots. A red light flashed on the camera, causing him to sigh in frustration.
"Damn it, we're out of film."
Raising back up, Nicola turned back around and gave him an innocent smile. Axel didn't notice since his eyes were on the camera. He scratched the front of his white T-shirt before climbing up from his knees. As she observed his movements, Nicola planted one hand on her hip, hoping to tease him with the view of her body. Axel was too focused on the camera to pay any attention to her. He shuffled around the room to set the camera down on a counter. When Axel was in a zone, he couldn't be distracted by many things. Nicola had come to realize how dedicated he was to his work. Once he started on a photoshoot, the man didn't stop until he was completely satisfied. This made her wonder what it was like to be around him at home. He gave her the impression of someone who would stay locked up to work tirelessly without the outside world to distract him.
These were the qualities of a man she couldn't have learned from asking someone else. When Nicola first met Marcel, he gave her his word that Axel was a worthy photographer. As time was passing by, she felt ever more so fortunate to have met him in the bar that lonely night. The memory was quickly becoming one of great importance in her life. For the past week, Marcel had seemingly distanced himself from Nicola. She didn't know the conversations he shared with Axel back at his apartment. The older man stepped aside, hoping to push Axel to the center stage to pursue a relationship with her. At his age, Marcel wasn't looking for another romantic partner. He was trying to guide Axel as if he were his chosen son. The young man had been in great need of a confidence boost. Only now was he starting to feel braver in Nicola's presence. She could see this change in him since he had seemingly learned to flirt in the passing days.
"I can't believe we're doing old timey pictures. I know this isn't our first shoot with these cameras, but I'm still shocked."
"Do you find it more useful than digital?"
"No. It's different, but I can't say if it's better. There's more lighting contrast that can be edited, so that makes it more interesting than doing the same style for everything."
Nicola smiled at Axel's words. She sat down on the couch and raised her slender legs. When he stepped back into the room, Nicola shifted herself to lie on the side with her right hand propping her head up. As he stood there, she grinned at the sight of a bulge in the front of his navy blue shorts. Nicola wondered if he was turned on from the photoshoot or if she only recently had this effect on him.
"Have we done any shots in this pose?"
She laughed at him, shaking her head. Here she was trying to innocently seduce him and yet Axel was thinking about the next photoshoot. Another sign of how dedicated he was to his work.
"We've shot enough today, Axel. I think we've both earned some time to relax and have fun."
His eyes fell from her face as he sighed. Axel was trying to hide the fact he was blushing. Nicola had a way of making his heart melt. She didn't scold him when speaking facts. In past circumstances, he would often find himself embarrassed in front of a woman. But not with her. She made him feel comfortable at all times. One of many examples of the strengthening bond between them.