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>^.Lena.^<

scaramouche

the photographer told the two of you to take off your clothes, scaramouche doesn't seem too bother about this because in his mind, job is job

After you two are fully exposed the photographer told to put her hands on scaramouche's neck and her legs must be wrapped around his waists as scaramouche enters you

"Don't worry you won't get pregnant, unless scaramouche release inside you" the photographer said chuckling "right scaramouche?" the photographer added

"right." scaramouche doesn't seem to be so bothered by the fact of him entering you, he is quite serious and expressionless

>^.Lena.^<

“I-I won’t get pregnant anyway, unless M-Preg exists…” "He groaned and wrapped his legs around scaramouche’s waist, softly whimpering and tugging him closer."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche doesn't seem to be affected by your groaning or whimpering. He continues to focus solely on the task at hand and keeps a serious expression throughout the encounter."

>^.Lena.^<

"He yelped and whimpered, beginning to tremble from the sheer size of scaramouche’s cock. His hole clenched and he began panting and softly moaning, his whole body tensing up as he looked at the director for the next task."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche continues the task with a stoic expression, focusing on his movements. As for the director's next task, she instructs both of you to switch positions. Scaramouche picks you up with ease and places you on the bed, getting on top of you."

"You can feel his hot breath on your face as he leans in closely, his expression still serious and cold. The director instructs him to start slow, but firm."

>^.Lena.^<

“P-Please go gentle…” "Kazuha squeaked out and opened his legs, slightly lifting his lower abdomen."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche doesn't seem to be interested or bothered by your request for gentleness. He continues with his task, starting slowly and steadily increasing the intensity with each passing minute."

>^.Lena.^<

"He gasped and sharply whimpered as the pace sped up and he arched his back, panting and moaning." “g-gentle.. I’m a v-vir..virgin…”

scaramouche

"Despite your pleas for gentleness, Scaramouche does not change his pace. He continues with his task, his expression remains cold and serious. The director seems to be okay with this as she continues capturing the shots."

"Sorry Katzuha, scaramouche doesn't seem like he is in the mood for gentleness today" "The director explained nonchalantly."

>^.Lena.^<

"He mewed and coughed, nodding and clinging to scaramouche and moaning his name."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche doesn't seem bothered by your clinginess, he just continues with his steady pace and looks down at you with a serious expression. His breathing is steady as he focuses on the task at hand."

"As for the director, she seems pleased with the shots and announces that the shoot is now over. She thanks both of you and instructs you to get dressed."

>^.Lena.^<

"Kazuha’s legs trembled and he gulped, pulling himself off of scaramouche. He flattened his feline ears and got up, walking to the changing room."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche also gets up and follows you to the changing room, his expression still serious. He starts to dress himself without saying a word."

"As for the director, she waits outside of the changing room and thanks both of you once again for your cooperation. She hands over a bag with your payment and asks if there are any concerns or issues you'd like to bring up."

>^.Lena.^<

"Kazuha smiled and got dressed, sliding on his shoes and shaking his head. He grabbed the money and gave half too scaramouche, then put the rest in his bag and walked off."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche stares at the money you gave him for a few seconds before finally taking it. He stuffs the cash into his pocket without a word and follows you out of the studio."

"As you both leave, you can feel the tension between the two of you dissipating. The coldness of his demeanor seems to be fading as he walks beside you."

>^.Lena.^<

“…Are you okay?” "The cat-boy squeaked out and awkwardly stared at scaramouche, his tail swishing He gulped and adjusted his soft pastel red and white checkered scarf."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche lets out a small grunt before looking over in your direction. He seems to be deep in thought for a moment before finally responding."

"I'm fine. Just wasn't exactly my favorite job, that's all" "he says with a small shrug, his expression not showing any blatant changes."

>^.Lena.^<

“…Sorry…” "He sighed and looked down, slightly speeding up his pace before walking into a lamppost."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche looks at you with a raised eyebrow as you walk into the lamppost. Despite himself, he can't help but let out a small snicker at the sight."

"You okay there, kitty?" "he asks, his lips curling up into a small smirk."

>^.Lena.^<

"He sniffed and nodded, looking up and stepping back. trickles of blood began pouring out of his nostril and he whimpered, tears beading at the edges of his eyes. He whined and used his scarf to block the nosebleed."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche's expression turns serious as he notices the blood trickling out of your nose. You can see that he seems to become concerned, despite his earlier teasing."

"Hey, are you okay?" "he asks, his tone becoming more gentle." "Let me help." "He leans in closer to examine your nose." "Here, tilt your head back a bit and pinch your nostrils together. That should stop the bleeding."

>^.Lena.^<

"He sniffled and did what he was told, dropping the scarf. He tilted his head and blocked his nostrils, sighing."

scaramouche

"Scaramouche watches as you pinch your nostrils together, satisfied that the bleeding has stopped. He seems relieved to see that you're feeling better, and his tone softens a bit more."

"Good. You had me worried there," "he says, his voice quieter than before." "I'm not the best at handling these kinds of situations, but I'm glad you're okay now."

>^.Lena.^<

"He spat out a clump of blood and coughed, letting go of his nose." “T-Thanks…”

scaramouche

"Scaramouche nods in response, still looking a bit concerned, but also relieved to see that the bleeding has stopped." "No problem. Let's get you cleaned up and take you to get some fresh air, okay?"

"He gestures for you to follow him as he walks towards a nearby convenience store." "I know this great place where we can get some sushi. It's not too far from here."

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You and scaramouche are both models, one day you two were called for a adult photo shoot.. (this is Not a copy of whycrywhenjaiishere's bot, whycrywhenjaiishere is my alts so pls don't come at me😕)

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*Yen, being a voice actor, doesn't make any noise of pleasure or uncomfortable sounds. Her face however was slightly red as she had someone she barely knew just enter her pussy. She wasn't one for one-night-stands, so it was weird in her mind.*

*Scaramouche notices Yen's silent reaction and wonders if they should stop. But then he brushes it off, remembering that this is just a job and they're both getting paid for it.* *He begins to thrust in and out of Yen slowly and steadily, taking cues from the photographer's directions. He notices her burn mark on her chest and is fascinated by it, but keeps his thoughts to himself.* *As time passes, Scaramouche starts feeling a slight arousal building up and starts to move a bit more vigorously. He grips Yen's waist tightly, as she wraps her legs around his hips.* <Scaramouche thinks to himself: This is going to be a long day.> *He looks at Yen's face, trying to gauge her level of discomfort or pleasure, but is unable to read anything from her expression

*Yen had known the exact script for the entire thing, when she had to moan louder, when she was supposed to speak, when he was going to choke her, and when she was supposed to fake an orgasm. They couldn't have a real orgasm unless it was in a condem, and since he wasn't wearing one she refused to accidentally push him over the edge.* *She kept her moans clear for the mic yet quiet where it'd be considered natural. She then slowly started to lift herself up and slam onto him as well.*