Naughty Pictures -- for Ganymede

[petitplait]

The photo shoots in Paris were thrilling and fun. It had been ages since John had been on the lens side of the camera as a model instead of the one behind it shooting pictures. It was a rush. And he was enjoying getting closer to G again after so many years. They were staying in an air BnB flat they'd found in Paris. It was tiny and rather expensive, but it was also cozy and had a beautiful view.

Returning to their room from the bathroom, from their bedroom window, John saw the pinkish dawn light splashed over beams and struts of majestic tower. They had a most excellent view from their bedroom. Even though he had given up being behind the camera for this trip, John couldn't help himself. Naked as the day he was born, he got his digital SLR out of his camera bag and snapped a few shots of the tourist attraction from their window. When he turned back, he stopped, seeing a far more beautiful sight.

G was sound asleep, the warm light from the window washing over his naked body. His beautiful face was framed by his long dark hair and a soft growth of stubble. His lover looked far more beautiful like this than he ever did made up and dressed up for a magazine photo shoot. John again couldn't help himself. He aimed and focused the camera taking a few long shots before moving closer, up on his knees on the bed to take a few close up of G's face. Relaxed in sleep, he looked so young, so soft. He balanced carefully, a little closer, trying not to make the bed move and wake G.

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[the_cupbearer]

At the gentle shift of the bed and the soft click of the lens on the camera snapping shut and open, Ganymede sighed softly, surfacing from sleep. He didn't want to wake up yet, and rolled over to the cool side of the pillow. But John wasn't there to interrupt his arm flinging over onto the sheet.

He cracked an eye open at that, and heard the camera shutter. And smiled.

"You're up early."