Neon Nights: Collection

“You want me to come?”

Vi nods frantically, hands clasped together in her lap.

“W-Why?”

“You don’t think it would be hot?” Vi asks, tilting her head innocently at Erik.

“I mean. Yeah. I-I. I’ve thought about it before. To see it happen live.” Erik stammers out, “But you’re like, a luxury model now; is it really appropriate for me to be there?”

Vi rolls her eyes, standing up and grabbing her bag for the day out with Erik, “Nah it’s chill. As long as you know what you’re getting into, Blake might have to join me on the set.” She winks.

“It’s really okay? I don’t want to ruin your flow or anything.”

She shakes her head, stepping out in front of Erik into the dorm building hallway, brushing a strand of hair out of her face, “You won’t! It’ll be even more exciting; you can help me change. Luxury models are allowed to bring partners to watch and hang out; I’ll just let him know when you say yes.”

“When?” He asks, laughing and taking her hand in his, pressing the elevator down button.

She gives him an appraising look with a small smirk.

He sighs, “Yeah. Okay. Let's see the place you take your clothes off.”

She squeals in delight, typing a message to Blake before discarding her phone into her bag for the rest of the day, her focus squarely on her boyfriend.

She wasn’t lying. But she didn’t say the whole truth. Because she typed two messages, one to Blake… And the other.

“Heeeeey Blakeeey!” Vi says loudly, the bearded silver fox glancing over with abject annoyance scrawled on his face, “Didn’t I tell you about that name last time?” He spots Erik walking in behind the waving girl. He pushes off his knees and stands; Erik is surprised… He was expecting a taller man.

He approaches the couple and nods at Vi, “I’m assuming you have something to do with Winona joining us?”

Vi shakes her head, a wary glance across at Erik.

He sighs again, and holds out his hand to Erik, “Pleasure. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Erik takes his hand, a quick shake between the men, “Same here. Erik.”

“Blake.” He lets go and starts to walk back to his set-up, “Vi, you got time but the outfit may be a pain to get on, so have a look and be ready in 20 minutes.”

Vi nods and slides her arm through Erik’s, “What was that about Winona?”

Vi blushes suspiciously, “I asked her to come, just to get some pointers… andbecausesheaskedtomeetyousoijustcasaullyletherknowyouwerecoming.”

“Sorry? He laughs, Vi looking bashful.

She sighs, “Winona said she wanted to meet you; you’re a rare breed allegedly.”

“White man?”

She snorts a laugh, pushing open the door to the luxury model lounge, “A boyfriend that is okay with me doing this stuff.”

“Oh right.”

Erik stops, firstly because, wow, this is a nice lounge. Secondly, he feels a chill in the air.

“Is she like, assessing me?”

Vi cringes, “I think so.”

“Christ, this is like Ophelia.”

“Ophelia is assessing you?”

Erik gives her a sceptical look, following her towards the changing area separate from the lounge itself.

“You haven’t noticed?”

She shakes her head, giving him a worried look, “Should I be concerned?”

Erik shakes his head, “Before? Maybe. But now? No. Just a bit of hazing, seeing if I can ‘handle the hot cheerleader.’”

Vi pauses, sitting Erik down on the chair as she starts to strip, “Oh. Wait. No. I know what you’re talking about. She’s been like… Testing me too.”

“Damn, should I be worried?”

Vi giggles, looking over her bare shoulder, turning she walks towards him, straddling him and putting her arms behind his neck, “Not. At. All.”

“But? We’re going to let her think she’s corrupting you?”

She leans forward and gently sucks on his neck, whispering in his ear, “Don’t you know it baby boy.”

He shivers, grabbing her ass, “That’s what I like to hear.”

———

Erik stands near Blake, arms crossed, almost drooling as Vi poses against the backdrop, Blake sternly directing her facial expression and posing.

“Right there, Vi… Perfect, that’s the sexiness I’m looking for.”

“I love being sexy for you, Blakey.” She purrs, pushing her back into the wall, lifting a knee.

Christ, she’s a natural. The rapport with this man, is intoxicating. Blake is not even trying to hide his attraction to the girl, despite Erik being there.

“Baby, do you have any pose ideas?” Vi calls towards him.

Erik snaps out of his lust-induced stupor, “Me?”

Blake looks over his shoulder, eyes narrowing.

‘Did he forget I was here?’

“U-Uhm, how about, like, a lying-down position?”

Blake studies him before turning to Vi and motioning for her to try the position.

It’s exhilarating to see her wait for Blake's direction rather than listen to Erik.

Blake gets low and snaps a few photos.

“Play with your hair a little bit; I think it’ll add a little more… Sensuality.”

Vi looks at Blake, who after peering into the camera shrugs and nods.

“Hmm,” Blake murmurs, nodding at Vi as he stands back up, he returns to the laptop and directs Vi to get ready for another batch.

He types at the laptop as Vi shoots her boyfriend a wink.

“Good eye, kid,” Blake says, sparing a look at Erik.

“Oh. Thanks.”

Welcome to the show, baby

Vi settles onto the couch, sitting up now, Blake experiments with a few different angles, seemingly not happy with any of them.

Vi shoots a look at Erik.

“U-Uhm.”

Blake looks over his shoulder, his curiosity piqued.

“Maybe she should just….”

“Just?” Vi prompts.

“Maybe just flash now? But like, pull the clothes inwards so rather than down or up.”

Blake blinks slowly before turning to Vi, “Give it a go.”

Let’s be honest. This was never staying on long anyway.

Blake walks up to Erik, gesturing to Vi, “Next batch will be shortless; how would you frame this one?”

“Me?”

Blake doesn’t respond; he just stands waiting.

Erik stammers, “Either, turn around, looking over her shoulder, or keep it even simpler, her legs were open in the last photo; keep them the same, but she just covers herself with her hands.”

Blake nods, impressed before turning away and getting back close to Vi.

While Blake talks to Vi, showing her the camera screen, Erik’s short-lived assistant photographer role comes to an early close; a long-nailed hand rests on his shoulder, and a woman’s hot breath assaults his ear, “Erik? I presume?”

Erik steps away, heart thumping through his chest; he turns and sees a tall, tickling-bodied, big-chested, intimidating blonde woman.

“W-Winona, right? Vi has talked about you.”

She chuckles softly, one of her icy blue eyes covered by her straight blonde hair, “I’m sure.”

She takes a pointed look at him, her predatory gaze dropping to his feet and then up his body, undressing him.

“N-Nice to meet you. Vi said you, uhm, wanted to meet me.”

“Did she?” She smiles coldly, “Interesting. That’s correct. I do.” She looks over him again, or is she through him? Erik can’t really tell.

“You two are open, or was that a lie from your beautiful girlfriend?”

Erik glances at Vi, looking past Blake for a moment at him and Winona, nerves written on her face, but that’s quickly replaced as Blake gets her attention again.

“I’m surprised she told you… If anything. But. Yeah. It’s true.”

She nods slowly, “So you’re okay with that? Our resident photographer, getting nice and hard for her. I mean, no doubt she’s close to taking him on camera.”

Erik swallows nervously; the clench of his fists, the slight shiver through his body is enough for Winona.

“Oh?” She chuckles, crossing her arms, “You ARE open.”

She steps closer, reaching out, putting a finger under his chin and lifting gently, “Good boy, look at me.”

Erik’s mouth is dry, truly lost for words.

“She has good taste. I see why she likes you.” She chuckles, letting go of him.

She narrows her eyes, “You’ve seen one of my collections haven’t you?”

Erik stammers, “I-I Ho- How did you know?”

“You’re staring at my breasts, honey.”

Erik’s eyes go wide. The camera snaps off to the side.

“Which one was it?”

“Uhm, I don’t remember Vi showed me it; I assume it was fairly recent, there was some-“

“Vi showed you?”

He nods.

Her eyes narrow, a small smirk finding her lips, “Hm. So. You saw me, and didn’t even have to pay me for that privilege.”

Erik suddenly feels he said something he shouldn’t have.

“Not your fault. That punishment will go elsewhere.” She looks him down again, “Are you like her? Do you like to show off?”

Erik nibbles on the inside of his cheek, “What do you mean?”

She chuckles, “I guess we’ll have to find out.” She reaches up and pushes some of his hair off of his forehead, “Models dating each other isn’t unheard of. Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.”

Ooop! You weren’t fast enough to catch a glimpse ;)

Winona approaches Blake, not even sparing a look at Vi, who, for her part, looks around them to Erik, a concerned expression shadowing her features.

Blake nods and Winona walks away; he directs Vi to stay put.

Erik takes this chance to get close to Vi.

“What happened?” She says quietly, grabbing at his arm, a blanket around her shoulders.

“She just, stared at me, and shit, I’m sorry, I accidentally told her that you showed me her collection.”

“Oh, seriously? Was she mad?”

“Babe. I have no fucking idea, but…”

“But??”

“She said something about punishing you? And that I’m going to model with her??”

“She said that? Both of those things? You’re going to model?”

“I don’t know! I barely spoke; she had me in a trance.”

The clacking of high heels fills the room, Winona appears from around the corner, her heavy breasts jiggling with each step; a long leash bounces against her thigh.

She walks up to them both, “You’re on the set.”

Erik stands straight and backs away, Vi watchign on nervously.

“Winona…” Vi says, doing her best attempt at sounding jovial.

Winona hands her the collar, “Put this on.” She looks at Blake with a nod.

Erik returns to his position, watching as Winona whispers something in Vi’s ear, she looks up, apologetic before Winona tugs on the leash, Vi’s eyes narrowing with pained pleasure.

‘Am I… Really going to model? What the fuck?’

You were too slow getting me… Now I’m Mistress Winona’s