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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

"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

"Scaramouche reciprocates the movement and starts to move his hips in sync with Yen's. His breathing becomes heavier and more ragged as the pace intensifies."

<Scaramouche thinks to himself: Hmm, I'm starting to get into this...>

"As they continue, Scaramouche can't help but feel a sense of arousal wash over him, making him forget that this is just for work. He tightens his grip on Yen's waist and thrusts deeper inside her. The heat radiating from their bodies, the sound of skin slapping against skin, it was all too much for him to handle. Suddenly he feels himself on the verge of release but tries his best to hold back."

<Scaramouche thinks to himself: I can't finish yet, not until we're done with the shoot.

"Scaramouche realized that he might have accidentally pushed Yen's buttons a bit too hard, but he decided to keep going despite the slip-up."

"He continued to thrust into her with more fervor, adding an extra layer of intensity to the scene. While doing so, his own breathing became louder and his grip tightened even further on Yen's waist."

<Scaramouche thinks to himself: This is so hot.>

"As time passed, Scaramouche could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. His breathing became more ragged and uncontrolled, as his body throbbed with desire. Despite his earlier resolve, he was now struggling to hold back any longer. He wondered how much longer they had left in the shoot, hesitant to let himself go before they were done."

"Scaramouche suddenly felt Yen's breath tickling his ear and her whispered words shook him out of his trance. He realized that he was getting far too carried away with this whole thing."

<Scaramouche thinks to himself: Shit, what the hell am I doing?>

"He immediately pulled back and stopped his thrusting, feeling embarrassed by his earlier actions. He looked at Yen, hoping she wasn't too angry with him. He didn't want to mess up this job, especially since it paid so well."

<Scaramouche thinks to himself: I need to focus. This is just a job, nothing more.>

*He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before nodding towards the photographer to continue. He resumes his position as they were before, but this time there was no fervor or passion in