["Hello~! We have a reservation under 'Eve'! As discussed, we need a room with a lovely backdrop and a wardrobe full of cute, sexy costumes! And we also need a high-grade camera with a tripod, plus some lighting equipment! My photographer here will be putting together a book of my pictures, and if you upgrade our room, I might just give you a free copy~♪"
So went their arrival. Whether the Mating Season receptionist was charmed by Hiyori's offer is up for unknown, but they are given a key to a pod, and so far, the room has lived up to Hiyori's standards. It's decked out like a studio, with couches and stools and beds for him to pose on, plus all the camera and lighting equipment they requested. The camera is good quality, too, but perhaps what's most impressive is the backdrop: rather than a standard white paper screen, they've been given access to a high-tech one with a variety of backgrounds they can switch between, sort of like the "artificial view" provided elsewhere in the resort. That's the power of technology!
Hiyori's already inspected all that stuff and expressed approval. What has his attention now is the other thing he asked for: the wardrobe full of costumes. Inside lies a variety of outfits, all miraculously in his size, ranging from "cute" to "slightly slutty" to "extremely slutty." Some of the ones he's pulled out for examination so far include a cute maid outfit, a sluttier maid outfit, a bunny boy outfit, a sexy schoolgirl outfit, an all-black stripper outfit with shorts and suspenders and a matching cap, a sporty outfit or two, fuzzy outfits with animal ears, a succubus (incubus?) outfit with wings... there might even be an idol-inspired outfit or two if he digs deep enough. He's still looking!
Though whatever he digs out will probably be skimpy. The odds are higher than not.]
I don't want to wear all of these, but some of them are cute! Now, I wonder what I should choose first...
[He turns, inevitably, to where Bakugo is.]
Does my photographer have any thoughts? Or is he still fiddling with the camera?
[Does Hiyori use that name every time he has to reserve something or make a group name? Tch, he guesses it's better than some sappy embarrassing phrase. Especially when he runs his damn mouth about lovely cute crap. Dammit, he knew he should've called ahead and made sure the wardrobe wasn't stuffed to the brim with shit you'd find in a weirdo's closet! "Add some cool and badass pieces, or I'm gonna puke!" Whether that's to Hiyori or the receptionist is up to them. As long as they do it.
HAA?! WHO THE HELL SAID ANYTHING ABOUT PUTTING A BOOK TOGETHER?! He was going to drop the pictures in Jun's lap and bounce! Ugh, this guy's milking a simple offer way too much. Fucking business savvy... Though he's curious about what the staff member would even say to being offered a copy. Hiyori's a middle rank, so they're not gonna abuse him or fawn on him.
Bakugo wanders into the studio, one hand in his pocket, the other thrumming his thumb over the key after he shut and locked the door behind them. Like hell does he want anyone barging in here mid shoot. Furniture checks out. They've probably seen a lot worse than he's planning on today. Silent red eyes take a quick sweep for stains or suggested "gross" left behind from other patrons. This place better have a good cleaning staff.
He steps in front of the camera and lighting, recognizing a few pieces from photo shoots he's been to before. Both as a kid because his mom dragged him there, and some as an adult with Best Jeanist being a pain in the ass PR-focused nightmare of a mentor. He's not too impressed with the backdrop because he's seen it plenty of times around the resort. Hell, his suite has the same or better serving as his windows. BUT, by the same token, he would've snarled about the studio lacking it if they arrived without.
No real surprise Hiyori's focused on the clothes and Bakugo's focused on the tech and specs.] Keep that one. [Snapped over his shoulder when the idol picks up the stripper outfit. He can get a good shot there. The schoolgirl outfit?] Burn it. [Don't expect him to shoot a shot with Hiyori in a damn skirt. Jun's getting a more masculine set if Bakugo's in control. Deal with it.] What kind of idol costumes does Jun wear? What's his theme?
[Who said they were putting a book together? Simple! He did!
And who said they weren't putting a book together? No one. That's who! Behold his flawless logic.
Setting aside the question of whether or not such a book will actually ever come into being... He doesn't object to cool or "badass" looks, even though the latter isn't a word he'd ever use, so he won't push back against Bakugo's directions to the staff. He just chimes, "Right, that too!" and then continues on his merry way. Surely the Mating Season janitors have enough fluids to clean up without adding puke to their list.
Once they're in the studio, he does indeed focus on clothes rather than equipment. Using the equipment is Bakugo's job, and looking good is his job, after all! The only question is what to wear first, and it's here that he looks to his photographer for input. And sure enough...]
That's what you're into, hmm~? ♪
[The inevitable teasing begins.
He dutifully keeps the shorts-and-suspenders outfit out, though it's not quite to his taste. He is, however, confidant in his ability to pull off any look, which is why he's approaching this selection with an open mind. For example, when Bakugo tells him to burn the schoolgirl outfit:]
Are you sure? The skirt's a bit too short, but the top might go well with other pieces. We can always mix and match!
[Not that he objects to wearing a skirt. In fact, he brought along some thigh-high stockings and a garter belt just in case. That stuff is in his bag! As for the Jun question, he tilts his head as he thinks about it.]
Well, we both follow sort of the same themes. Eve's all about "feminine charm" and "sweet whispers," while Eden is all about "forbidden fruit," "finding paradise," "new beginnings" and other things. Jun-kun's image color is blue, though, and then he's also known for being "wild and untamed." Unlike me, since I have that noble aura you can't disguise.
[He pauses, reaching into the wardrobe...
And then pulls out a furry outfit. Think something like this, but for a man. The bottom is short shorts and not a skirt, at least, though the overall effect sure isn't "manly."]
You're not looking to do an animal theme, are you? Or were you?
[Bakugo removes the camera from its stand, checking weight and style. He hasn't used one of these before; middle school didn't pass out huge clunky things out to students for their projects. But he has worked cameras before and a bigger camera is still a camera. May or may not have taken some curiosity pointers from the staff during the stupid Dragon movie production months ago. Look, if he's stuck on the damn set doing nothing, he's not gonna sit there and be bored! He'll learn something.]
Don't say shit like you're filling out a kink checklist!
[The inevitable yelling also begins. Stupid sexy outfits. He'd rather shoot him in the damn nude rather than embarrassing himself with those pieces. But nude shots aren't going into this album. Those kind of things are for Hiyori's boyfriend to shoot. Bakugo aims the camera at the set and begins taking pictures, testing out the machine's capabilities and how to work it. A digital display shows each shot for inspection; he can zoom in, review, keep, or delete. Simple enough for a shoot's first run.]
What the hell are you gonna pair with a fuku's shirt? [His voice twists in a mix of incredulous curiosity. Whoever heard of wearing a school girl's top with something else? Don't expect Bakugo to go asking for those leg wears, Hiyori. The hotel better not have filled the entire closet with a bunch of girly things. Even if the idol's on the pretty side, he's still a guy.
Who's themed around feminine charm. Great. Got his work cut out for him already. No, he's not gonna put Hiyori in a muscle shirt; he'd look stupid wearing raging masculine crap. Hard to think of someone dating Hiyori as being "wild and untamed" considering what the green-haired idol leans towards. Weird. Guess opposite's attract.]
I'm gonna do a bunch of themes, dumbass. We've got two hours- [he hoists the camera in a taunting show off] -and unlimited film. I'm gonna make you work those idol muscles. We'll start with that one.
[The leopard print one Hiyori pulled out. It might be girly, but it's a compromise between the three views here.]
[He teases back, just as inevitably as Bakugo yelled, before letting it drop.
Nope, no need for nudes; he remembers Bakugo saying he could keep "some" of his clothes on, and he intends to hold him to that. No one said the clothes couldn't be translucent, though, as the schoolgirl shirt is. He shrugs and says,]
No clue! But if you take the ribbon off, it's just a see-through button-down. And that could probably go with lots of stuff, including those shorts and suspenders.
[He'd be willing to go shirtless, but it's generally not something he does for work. Wearing some top, even a see-through one, feels more natural than going without. Though of course none of these outfits are things he'd wear for work back home. As far as their costuming is concerned, Eve's "feminine charm" really just amounts to some jewelry and the occasional pink sash, not skirts and thigh-highs. And their "fanservice"? Mainly suggestive poses and partially-undone shirts, not nudity or stripper clothes!
Or cheetah costumes. But this is his chance to branch out. And as Bakugo says, they have both the time and the film to try different things. So when he suggests Hiyori go with the animal outfit, Hiyori smiles and complies.]
Works for me!
[And then he gathers up the clothes: crop top, detachable sleeves and leggings, short shorts with the tail attached... there's even a headband with ears, which he plucks out of the wardrobe cheerfully.]
I'll go get changed over there. You switch the background to something appropriate, alright?
[There's got to be something jungle-themed, surely. With that, Hiyori disappears behind the white privacy screen. (Though the privacy is limited, since although it isn't completely see-through, it does show his shadow as he starts to undress. They can thank Mating Season for that.)]
Shut up. [He's not gonna be shooting him in the nude because they have a relatively-unspoken agreement since the beginning! Besides, if he wanted something like that, he'd be checking in with Hiyori and Jun together instead of doing it behind the other guy's back. HE'S NOT DOING A TRANSLUCENT SHEER SHOT EITHER!! That's no different than cheating! Cheeky bastard.]
I'm not putting a button down with a pair of hot pants and suspenders! It looks gross! [No, suspenders go with tanktops or, for the exceptionally risque, nothing. Though that works better for girls than for guys. If Hiyori's into a button down, Bakugo intends to pair with a nice classy set of close-fitting dress pants and then snap a few shots as the poses and clothing progress from formal business shoot to more erotic open tease. He'll get to that one later, when there aren't leopard-print halter tops and hot pants dangling on hangers.]
If the tail doesn't attach to the pants, leave it. [A nice way of saying, don't wear the damn tail as a butt plug! He knows how this shitty place works. Bakugo stops beside the backdrop display module and begins tapping through setting options. First thought is a jungle, fitting for a large cat and the "wild side" theme Jun apparently fits. Does Jun prefer the theme or is that theme assigned to him? He likes Hiyori, so obviously finds the other man's feminine charm theme fitting and wanted... Guess he can start with the jungle for a few cliche shots to work out any problems, and move on from there.
Yeah his back's to the dressing screen for THAT specific reason. Could've called it from a five miles away.]
You better have good balance. [Jungle background, yes, but also faux tree branches since "up in the boughs" is the theme he picks. With a golden hour backlit lighting for added gleam.]
Fine, then don't! But you're the one with explosion powers, so if you want it burned, you'll just have to do it yourself!
[He'd prefer no fires, though. As for the tail issue:]
It's attached to the belt!
[His reply is innocent and cheerful. But yes, he knows what Bakugo is getting at: he's seen his fair share of animal tale buttplugs during the last year-and-a-half. Initially he'd recoiled from such items, but now, he actually owns a few plugs himself! Still, it's not like he wants to lube up behind the "privacy screen" and work a toy inside himself while Bakugo stands a few feet away, fiddling with the equipment. They can both be glad the tail is just a tail.
His shadow can be seen dressing and undressing, not that Bakugo is looking. No doubt the Mating Season staff thought this would help build sexual tension. As the other party watches their partner change into a sexy costume, they get a little sneak peek through the screen, allowing their imagination to run wild at the sight of their partner's sexy silhouette! <-- Or something along those lines. As for what Bakugo says about "balance"...]
Sounds like someone's planning a creative composition. Now I'm really curious.
[What's Bakugo imagining, he wonders? Him balancing on a stage prop like a circus animal...? But he'll find out in a minute. For now he just focuses on prettying himself up, adjusting the pieces of his costume and then surveying himself in the floor-length mirror. Does he look good? Like a "wild and untamed," cute and sexy cheetah? Yep, at least in his own mind, he does!]
I'm coming out now!
[He hovers at the edge of the screen, the head of his silhouette now sporting two pointy ears, and then steps out.]
Ta-da! ♪
[He poses with his arms raised and his "claws" out, his hip jutting so that the tail sticks out visibly behind him. His lips are curved in a playfully "ferocious" smile.]
Then don't put it on! [He won't burn it if the damn thing stays hidden away in cowardice! How's hard's it to understand? Figured Hiyori would get his implication. He isn't gonna invite sex toys into a modeling shoot. Bakugo steps back into the main filming area, positions himself above an X on the floor, and aims the camera at his setup. If he moves two steps this way, the camera looses this much off the borders... If he moves two steps this way, half his setup is gone. Two steps backwards and Hiyori's gonna be shot from "far away" in a negative light. He mentally catalogues each different result with his body placement, getting a feel for how his positioning changes how much or less of his model he'll see. Warming up while Hiyori dresses up.
Yeah, the Mating Season staff have never met Bakugo so they don't have a damn clue about how stubborn he is. Or how single-minded he can be when he feels free enough to focus. Often he avoids tunnel vision, putting most of his focus on his task at hand, but keeping proverbial eyes out for surrounding details. Unless, like now, he can blow everything out and narrow in on one single: photoshoot.]
As if I'd shoot something boring! [He said he'd give this his all and he never goes anything half-assed! Relax, he's not gonna have Hiyori standing one-footed flamingo style on a chair with a plate spinning in one hand. Bakugo's leaving all the dress up and make up to the idol, not wanting to get involved with "how do I look" and being pestered about Number 57 Midnight eyelash curler clashing with Emerald Lane eyeliner blush. Who the hell's gonna wear green when the outfit is a tawny leopard theme? But Hiyori's hair... He adjusts the jungle setting so the upper half's lighting is more a sunlight yellow rather than letting the model's hair get lost among leaves and greenery.]
Tch. Knew you were gonna do that. [Totally called Hiyori doing the classic "gaow!" pose with hands up and clawed. And a sassy hip pop he didn't need. Ugh. Always have to make it cute, huh. Still, it pulls a smirk to his lips, head tilting in a cocky retort.] I'm the worst prey you could hunt.
[Behind him, the entire set's been transformed into a jungle treetop scene. Completely abandoned the idea of a floor, leave and vines sprawl across branches spaced out enough for a glowing sun to pierce through. Light rays rain down in streams through various sized leaves, a few glittering particles in the air capturing sunlight in a dew effect. Across the floor are branch props, melding with the background and a larger prop capable of supporting Hiyori's weight. Standing, lying, or perching on any of those branches gives the impression of the idol being up in the tree, suspended for aerial shots.]
[Hiyori knows than to ask for Bakugo's opinion on eyeliner. It would probably lead to another one of his oh-so-charming comments about how he doesn't care about make-up because he doesn't have tits. As for his "gao" pose, it's a classic for a reason!]
Oh? Hoping to hunt me instead? You've got some nerve! We'll just have to see who traps who first~♪
[But enough silly banter.
Many of his photoshoots would probably be "boring" by Bakugo's standards. There's a lot of standing and sitting and lounging around in brand name clothing. Sometimes someone comes up with something interesting, but having a unique composition isn't what's important in those cases: it's his pretty face, along with whatever product or brand is being advertised. Suffice to say he hasn't climbed many fake trees.
But that's the expectation here, isn't it? Hiyori steps up to the set, eyes lighting up with interest when he sees what Bakugo has done with things. The vines, the leaves, the sunlight streaming through the fake branches, so vibrant and warm that it almost looks real: all of those things add up to create a backdrop that feels "alive."]
Not bad. It's like a real jungle. But without any dirt, bugs, or sunburn~♪
[He surveys the floor (careful not to trip over the vines), the leaves strewn everywhere and the particles floating on the air, before his attention turns toward the big tree prop. Walking up to it, he pats its trunk, before pulling on one of the branches to test their give.]
Yep, this should hold! But what am I meant to do here? Curl up for a nap in the sunlight, or look ready to leap out and pounce?
[He's definitely prepared to do another "gao" pose.]
[Of course he doesn't care about makeup! Girly crap people spend way too much time on. Hiyori's put it on as well as he expected, accenting his eyes without going too heavy on his cheeks. Did he even put whiskers on his face or leave those for added effects later?]
I've already got you trapped. [Bakugo indicates the camera again, a bare smirk twitching his mouth's corner at his implication. Hiyori's not getting away from his lens.
Nothing about this is gonna be boring if he has his full directional freedom. Hiyori's not modeling clothes like some shitty fashion magazine or clothing catalogue. His images are supposed to invoke admiration and more in his boyfriend. More than only his face and a nice shirt, Bakugo intends to capture the other man in several aspects. Like a wild cat in the jungle under afternoon glow.
He takes his place on the initial X and lifts his camera to his face. One eye closes so he can focus through the sighting. As expected, his lighting makes Hiyori's tawny clothing bloom slightly. He has to draw some of the overhead lighting back to let the backlight show from behind, lessening upper lights for an added warmth. Better.]
You'll start off sleeping, then move to waking up and stretching. [He wants to use this set as practice to see how they work together and what Hiyori responds to more.] Are you better lying on your back or front? [Either answer is gonna direct the model onto the large prop, lounging on the branch suspended in the air. One arm draping down along with the opposite leg, other arm draped across his chest or tucked under his chin depending on which way he's lying.]
[He came to the shoot already dolled up, since they have a two-hour limit and he wanted to save time. But he also brought along some make-up so he could adjust for specific outfits as needed. He has not, however, drawn whiskers on his face. He wasn't prepared to do that, plus he'd have to scrub them off later.
It's fine: he doesn't need whiskers. He can embody the fierce-yet-graceful cheetah without them. Through his poses, his acting, and of course his outfit and backdrop, he'll melt right into the role!
And it helps that his photographer has a vision. Rather than simply taking pin-up photos where he's posed cutely, Bakugo intends to capture the cheetah in its natural habitat: sleeping in the jungle, as cheetahs are wont to do! Actually, cheetahs live in grasslands and savannahs, not jungles. But same difference, right?!]
Face-up or tail-up, huh?
[He thinks about it for a quick second. If this was a regular photoshoot, he'd be lying on his back, probably on a background of white sheets (or red velvety ones if we want to be ~fancy~). He's never had a photoshoot picture taken where he's ass-up, lying on his stomach before. But he's not the noble and elegant "idol called Hiyori Tomoe" right now, he's a cute and sexy cheetah! And not only are those not known for lying on their backs, but he also has something in the back of his costume that he ought to be showing off. The choice is clear!]
I'll lie on my front. That way you can see my tail clearly, and it'll feel more cheetah-like! Now, mind hoisting me up?
[He faces Bakugo with a big expectant smile and spreads his arms. Lazy as ever, he is, though he'll drape himself across the branch however Bakugo tells him to afterwards.]
[There's a sink in the corner beside a vanity of sorts. Perfect place for makeup removal and reapplication. What, this is a photo shoot! People change their looks for different costumes and outfits all the time! Bakugo isn't gonna put Hiyori's face on if he wants to swap looks; the model can do that at whatever fast speed he's got.
Che! What, did Hiyori think he's some run-of-the-mill lame photographer who wants to pop a few aimless pictures and slap them into an album as a complete effort? Fuck that! He has intentions and scenery in mind, poses and actions he wants. Because if he was gonna take pictures of himself, he'd be demanding something awesome and impressive.
Yeah so Hiyori's costume was mistaken for a leopard. Player fault, not Bakugo's. Pretend it's a tree in a savanna. Anyways~]
I told you to pick! [Don't repeat the question at him! And he wasn't thinking Hiyori was gonna take the cat-stretch pose with his ass in the air. That'll come later. Cat's don't sleep in such a position in the first place. Bakugo fiddles with the lights to make the contrast between Hiyori and the background all the better. Then takes his place beside the camera stand as he readies his piece and lifts it to his face.
Then lowers it with a "are you serious" expression. He can't be a photographer and a spotter at the same time, dammit! This lazy asshole. Bakugo scowls as he stalks forward, letting the camera rest at his side on a shoulder strap.] I'm not posing you physically this entire fucking time. You're moving yourself from now on!
[But he is gonna help Hiyori onto the tree prop... and stick around to make sure he doesn't fall off.]
[True, models may have their make-up touched up during photoshoots, especially during long ones! But for now, no whiskers. And it's okay, I barely know the difference between cheetah print and leopard print myself.
One thing you can generally count on where Hiyori is concerned: him expecting other people to do things for him, even when he's perfectly capable of doing them himself. Case in point: he actually does have some tree-climbing experience, thanks to all the time he's spent in the Vale. But this tree doesn't have footholds, and he knows for a fact that Bakugo can lift him with no problem, and the other boy is right there, so why not? It's like how he expected Senku to push chairs around during their shoot.]
Yep, got it! ♪
[He smiles, glad for the assistance, and lets himself be hoisted. He takes a moment to get his bearings, and then once he's steady on the tree branch, starts thinking about how best to pose. The idea is to lie on his stomach, so he can show off his tail. But how does he make that look appealing? What should he do with his limbs, and what sort of expression should he make?
It might be more cheetah-like to leave his arms and legs hanging. But he rules out that possibility right away, simply because it won't look attractive on a human. He'll look cuter if he curls up, and so that's what he does! He carefully lays himself on the branch, his legs underneath himself and his body curved in an S-shape. He adjusts the tail of his costume, making sure it's draped down the back of his thigh within view of the camera. And then he angles himself towards Bakugo, aiming to give the best possible view of himself—something he's very used to doing, even if other elements of the shoot are new to him. He's a whiz at remembering where the camera is pointing and making sure it captures his best angles.
And no, he's not thrusting his butt in the air. ... yet.]
[He'd be completely justified for blasting him up there or chucking Hiyori over the branch like a towel out to dry. Bakugo does neither and cups his hands for Hiyori to step on before pulling him up via the foothold. He tilts his head to the side, letting the guy have his moment of grabbing and slinging a leg over said branch without kicking the blonde in the face. Damn, even Senku had to deal with Hiyori during a photo shoot? The idol gets around with his friends.
Hiyori's up. Returning to his X, Bakugo swings the camera from his side back to his collar, hawk eyed while the other man gets comfortable on the tree. His tongue flicks behind his teeth, ready to start barking orders instead while Hiyori tries figuring out the proper way to lie on his tree branch. He can already see the wheels turning in his head. For as bossy and self-centered as the idol can be, he probably took orders from other callers during a shoot.
Fine. He'll leave the first few to Hiyori, then take over as caller for others. Huh, actually got his legs up on the branch without falling off the back. Showing off his balance. Legs tucked, tail draped, body angled to face the camera, arms hooked beneath his head to rest on. Avoiding the usual limb-draped position most big cats take when on a single branch. Heh, as if he's gonna let Hiyori get away with not doing that pose at least once. He angles the camera, checks the lighting one more time, then snaps three shots, one head one, one to the right lean, one to the left lean.]
You think you'd sleep like that? [Bakugo thumbs through his trio of shots, then adjusts the lighting on the right side. Dimmer. That's better. Another click and... good.] Close your eyes and nod off. I want a few shots of your slumber, then we'll go to you waking up.
[Hey, Senku's the one who proposed that shoot. Or well, he didn't propose a shoot, but he did want to photograph Hiyori's nipples for something called a Nipple Analyzer. Hiyori just thought it'd be a waste to only photograph his nipples, so he turned it into a poolside shoot!
Off goes the camera. As he curls up on the tree branch, the photo-taking begins. He gives the camera a languid smile, looking appropriately catlike. He may be a dog person, but he's probably more like a cat himself. Elegant, pampered, and perpetually expecting to be cared for, but ready to pounce when you least expect it!
Though not right this second. Right now he looks more like a sleepy kitty.]
I was just getting to that!
[To posing with his eyes shut.
Of course he can't nod off on command. "Balanced precariously on a prop tree branch" isn't how he sleeps. But he can fake a little catnap, letting his eyelids flutter closed (the lashes accentuated with makeup). He curls up a bit more, shifting onto his side, and then relaxes until the look on his face is utterly peaceful. Not a care in the world in this cat's brain. To complete the performance, he even breathes out softly through his lips, feigning a bit of light snoring.]
~~~♪
[Doesn't he look cute? Doesn't he look angelic? That's how he's trying to look!]
[... thanks for not inviting him to such a ridiculous thing. Bakugo would've slapped it down in a second unless Hiyori somehow cajoled/tricked him. This guy gets up to the weirdest shit with people. As he takes pictures of said guy in cheetah-print hot pants and halter tops.
No duh Hiyori's like a cat. Center of attention, loving his pampered life, wanting to be demanding and returning affection for it. Catty enough to change his mood quickly, even if he's nothing Bakugo can't handle. A quiet "tch" is all his response before the model closes his eyes and adjusts his position. He notes each change in posture and facial expression, making sure no one's gonna slip off the branch or flail around midway on accident.]
Move your right foot an inch backwards. [And yes, he expects those eyes to stay shut while following commands. Foot only. Hiyori really is good at this. Is he a natural or is this the result of hard training? More commands come in slow but steady succession. An arm tucked under his chin, tilt his head to rest his cheek on his forearm, drape his tail down the back, cross his right ankle over his left, always careful not to upset the model's balance as he changes his position in small ways. Definitely going to be more than twenty pictures, but shotgun. They're all good.]
All right. You're gonna wake up now. [Hiyori better be prepared to "wake up" several times for this section of the shoot.]
[Is he a natural at posing, or is he trained in how to pose? Simple: it's both!]
Like this?
[Moving his foot exactly an inch when he can't see behind himself might be a tall ask, but he manages it roughly. Some of Bakugo's other asks are even easier, and he wordlessly complies with those: crossing his ankles, readjusting his tail, and resting his cheek against his arm. He appreciates that Bakugo is paying attention to the little details and that he's taking lots of shots. Like this, he's bound to capture all his good sides! Of which he has many, according to himself.
And now it's time to "wake up." With his head inclined towards the camera, he slowly opens his eyes, trying on purpose to look groggy. (His groggy face looks something like this.) And what does a feline do after waking from a long nap?
Why, they stretch, of course! And how do they stretch?
With a "full body extension." Their front legs forward and back arched. So that's what he does next, provided Bakugo doesn't tell him not to: extending his arms, and pushing his back (and butt) out.]
[Good. Bakugo's a natural when he puts his hands to anything, but always hates it when people attribute his successes and victories to "natural" instead of his own extremely hard work. Hiyori being natural and trained is a welcome combo.]
Uh-huh. [One by one, Hiyori proves himself the idol and model he is. Bakugo doesn't ask for huge jumps in movements, focusing on subtle shifts to grow into the next pose he wants. He's seen some models who can flick through random poses almost instantly while changing expressions and head positions, always matching the clicks of their photographers' cameras in perfect timing. He and Hiyori aren't that in sync, but could be. Some day. Honestly, which side of Hiyori is his bad side? Asides from his bitchy side.
Bakugo leaves the idol to interpret "wake up" on his own for the first round. Head tilted, eyes half-parted, lashes low over his jeweled gaze, somewhat failing to capture "groggy" completely since he's all done up in makeup. No one wakes up looking that damn perfect. But it's modeling. Suspend belief sometimes.]
Watch your back leg. [Don't stretch to far and drop yourself off the damn branch, Parrot. And there goes the cat stretch. He paces back and forth between the various x's on the floor, catching Hiyori in different views and angles throughout the process.]
[Well, there's his bitchy side, his lazy side, his jealous side, his proud-and-arrogant side... he embodies quite a few of the seven deadly sins. But if you ask him, he has nothing but good sides!
... physically speaking, anyway.]
Right, right!
[No disagreement there; he really doesn't want to fall off the tree branch. It's undignified, it might bruise, and it'll ruin his hair! So he makes sure to balance himself, holding the stretch for a good long moment. His butt raises high to show off the tail, and he even fake-yawns to complete the image, shutting his eyes again briefly.
Before, finally, he comes out of the stretch. Perched on all fours, but with his hips no longer thrust up quite so high, he switches from blinking groggily to surveying his domain, until his eyes find Bakugo's. Then, his gaze becomes focused, eyes narrowing and lips curving upward. Has he spotted a friend down there on the ground? Has he found his next meal? Or has he found a potential mate? It isn't clear yet what he's thinking, but he's definitely thinking something as he eyes the cameraman.]
[He's seen a lot of those sides. Most of them come off as petty and childish rather than a horrible monster like his paint-self fiasco. He isn't looking at him with eyes blinded by star-studded fan cheers, so it's easy to see the flaws in his perfect image. But those flaws don't detract from his shine; humans are better when they're not perfect... even if they try to be.]
Oy. [Damn, he can even make fake yawns look authentic. Teeth gleaming in the light, tongue curling in feline whorl, even has the gall to scrunch his eyes up tight-- okay that one might've been a real yawn. *click click click* He'll have a whole damn scrapbook when he's done. From his arched back lit up from behind by the sun to his fingers kneading faux bark and leaves, even small details go into his camera. One after another until he's done with this set.]
Heh, you really think you can take me? [Capturing those eyes in his lens is easy. He walks to the side, turning Hiyori's head in the process, and rewards his effort with a shot over his shoulder, showing off the idol's back and curved tailbone. Should he get one from a low angle? Considering the branch, tail, and his legs, not with his pose. He doesn't want Hiyori turning into a pretzel on his butt.] Stalk or prowl the branch. I'll direct your body height; you keep the pace.
[Even his paint self had respectable motivations: get back home to Nagisa, something the real Hiyori was taking his sweet time doing. Of course, he also wanted to replace Hiyori, and Nagisa was sort of a convenient excuse to that end. But the love and concern for Nagisa was real and not feigned, at any rate.
Speaking of real versus fake: does Hiyori have a lot of experience fake-yawning? Not really! He's done the sleepy half-lidded bedroom eyes thing in photoshoots before, but yawning isn't considered professional or attractive, so he tries not to do that on the job. But there's a first time for everything, and trying something new is fun. Normally he'd cover his mouth daintily, but since he needs both hands to grip the tree branch, he doesn't, instead letting the camera see the cute "O" shape made by his lips.
And then those lips twist into a smirk, once he spots Bakugo and once Bakugo says those next words. "Take me" could mean a couple of different things after all, especially when they're in what's basically a love hotel room. But that is not the plan; taking more photos is the plan! He stays up on the branch, but continues to observe his "prey," tossing a look over his shoulder when Bakugo moves behind him. And also sticking out his backside just a little more. ... look, he's not trying to take things in a totally tasteless direction, but he does have a tail to show off.]
Like this, right?
["Stalk or prowl." How would a cheetah do that from up on a branch? They'd do it from a low crouch, he assumes! And so he hugs the branch tightly with his arms and legs, keeping his head turned in Bakugo's direction and holding it low, eyes narrowed on the camera. Any moment now, he could pounce! But for now he's just prowling, just "stalking," watching his prey and waiting for the right moment to strike.
Or, in other words, he's waiting to do another claws-out, "gao" pose!]
[It's because yawning isn't photographed Bakugo shoots it. Jun deserves the authentic, not a pure cat wandering around on stage. (Plus he wanted to see if Hiyori could pull it off.) A mild click of his tongue slips out beneath his face-shield-of-a-camera at the idol's deliberate charm face. Bastard, always having an expression ready for the camera. At least Hiyori's free from his waking burdens, given loose leash to wander back and forth on the tree branch. Much like a zoo beast on its daily pacing.
Damn right he's getting shots of Hiyori's perched position, red eyes moving between digital screen and real-world view.] Got it. Now face forward. [Stop looking over your shoulder, dammit. He wants to capture the sunlight and leaves molding to the idol's profile... perfect. Fine, he'll get a damn shot of Hiyori's rump. For Jun. He said the result of this shoot was gonna have the other model cumming in his pants after looking through it. How can he do that without putting Hiyori through naked shots with sexual acts? Mostly because he expects Jun's imagination and his boyfriend's presence will do the work for him.]
Aa. Arch your back. [Mostly they climb up into the crags between branches, then balance beam walk out onto the part they wanna flop on. It's the very same balance walk he wants Hiyori to do. Crouching, crawling, or leg-straight poise. Who opts to drop chest-first onto said branch and cling to it like a damn cartoon cat afraid of heights. Right, he grabs a shot before lowering his camera and walking towards the set.] No, that sucks! You're wrapped around it like a damn sloth. Move your arms back. Lift up. You've seen runners getting ready for a race?
[Not the ass up head down just-before-the-gun pose, but the precursor to it, with their knees bent and one leg out behind the other. Bakugo verbally and physical coaches Hiyori into the position he's thinking of.]
[It's a true testament to Bakugo's professionalism that he snaps the ass photo without comment.
Hiyori has no trouble arching his back, but it appears his "stalking" pose is a miss. He frowns briefly at being told it sucks, tempted to bite back, but doesn't, since even he can regonize the pose probably doesn't photograph well.]
I don't normally watch that sort of thing! But I think I know what you mean.
[Forget running the track in P.E. class. Hiyori was the type to skip those classes whenever possible. At Yumenosaki, teachers never cared when he did. But that doesn't mean he's never seen the start of a track race before, in popular culture if not in-person. He remembers that before-the-gun pose, hands on the ground and hips raised high. If he did that pose, it would give the camera a very good view of his tail, and yes, his butt once more. But he doesn't think a cheetah would stalk their prey in such a pose, so if it's a "stalking" pose Bakugo wants, he must mean something else. Something more like...
Ah, now he gets it.
Before "get set" comes "on your marks.""Get set" is that hips-in-the-air pose, but "on your marks" is something different. "On your marks" is one knee down! And so he reverses the order: first putting his hips in the air (Bakugo is welcome to photograph this while it lasts) and then lowering them, shifting one leg behind the other. His upper body lifts up a bit, and his hands stay gripping the branch. His expression is the same as before: still eyeing the camera (and the cameraman) with keen-eyed interest, lips curved into a smirk. Any moment now, he'll pounce! On your marks, get set, go!
[He knows what a guy likes. Bakugo expects a bite back, but Hiyori instead does his own and the comment never comes. Prowling like that is only good for a damn snake! He wants him up atop the branch, with his arms and legs conveying the strength and speed of a wildcat preparing to leap upon unsuspecting prey below. Spine arched, showing off the lines of his side in a graceful curve, putting his body in a sinuous shape for capture.]
You didn't see track and field once?
[Whether in the Olympics even en passe, or in his physical education classes in high school. Then again, knowing Hiyori, he did say he could skip school if he had a idol excuse. Ugh, probably took advantage and bailed. Watching his brain work gears in his head, Bakugo adjusts some of the lights around the set, turning the background to a later afternoon theme rather than rising morning sun. Goodbye wake up mess, hello hunting press. Cheetah almost always hunt on the ground, but he can't have Hiyori crouching in that sort of bread loaf cocked position on a tree branch. No, he say stalking, movement, not preparing.
Hmph, looks like he caught on. And without Bakugo having to fuss at him further. Good, because he's focusing on taking pictures of interesting shots while Hiyori's testing his positioning out. He has a shitload of film, so who cares if there's plenty to go around. Hiyori will probably enjoy going through all these later and messing with Bakugo's photography skills. Once the idol's set in the pose he wants, the blonde returns to the X's proper and makes final adjustments.
Don't jump out of the damn tree, Parrot. He's not asking that. On your marks, get set, gao = cute]
Hold it. [And takes off snapping. Front, sides, over, lower, with occasional variances in Hiyori's height and limb posture. He slowly coaches him through walking like that along the branch, keeping close to prevent any falls, then stepping back for more pictures once Hiyori's holding the position. While he trusts the guy's physique to endure the different poses, he doesn't make Hiyori stay in them long, figuring these are more athletic and demanding than his usual photoshoots.]
That's the one where they run in a great big circle, right? Seems a bit pointless to me, but I know some folks like that sort of thing!
[Yes, he's seen a race at some point. But this is the same guy who once asked Jun if he was doing a "religious ritual" when he walked in on him doing sit-ups off their bunk bed back in school. What did Bakugo expect?
He manages to nail the pose Bakugo wants anyway, despite his lack of substantial track and field knowledge. He's Hiyori Tomoe, after all: an extraordinary idol, and extraordinarily photogenic model! One leg behind the other, his body leaning forward and his eyes intent. That's the pose Bakugo wants, so that's what he gets!
He does hold it without much problem, once again pleased by the number of photos Bakugo is taking (so thorough! How will they even choose which ones to use in the hypothetical photobook?). All the same, it is getting a little tiring. He assumes they'll move onto another pose soon enough though, and what might that one be? There's only one obvious choice as far as he sees: the claws-out "gao!" pose, where he looks like he's about to jump out at the viewer.
Looks like he's about to. He doesn't plan to actually jump, though he's not necessarily opposed to the idea. He once jumped off a rickety temple roof, and the height here is nothing by comparison. But of course he'd want to make sure he lands safely, and anyway, if he can just look like he's about ready to pounce...]
Already?
[He raises his brows when Bakugo announces a break instead of a change in poses. He's not opposed, he guesses, so he shrugs it off and smiles.]
That's fine, I guess. But I can't reach my water from up here, so I'll need you to fetch it!
[He relaxes his posture, but stays where he is on the tree branch, waiting expectantly. Looks like this kitty likes being waited on.]
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Day after the gala
So went their arrival. Whether the Mating Season receptionist was charmed by Hiyori's offer is up for unknown, but they are given a key to a pod, and so far, the room has lived up to Hiyori's standards. It's decked out like a studio, with couches and stools and beds for him to pose on, plus all the camera and lighting equipment they requested. The camera is good quality, too, but perhaps what's most impressive is the backdrop: rather than a standard white paper screen, they've been given access to a high-tech one with a variety of backgrounds they can switch between, sort of like the "artificial view" provided elsewhere in the resort. That's the power of technology!
Hiyori's already inspected all that stuff and expressed approval. What has his attention now is the other thing he asked for: the wardrobe full of costumes. Inside lies a variety of outfits, all miraculously in his size, ranging from "cute" to "slightly slutty" to "extremely slutty." Some of the ones he's pulled out for examination so far include a cute maid outfit, a sluttier maid outfit, a bunny boy outfit, a sexy schoolgirl outfit, an all-black stripper outfit with shorts and suspenders and a matching cap, a sporty outfit or two, fuzzy outfits with animal ears, a succubus (incubus?) outfit with wings... there might even be an idol-inspired outfit or two if he digs deep enough. He's still looking!
Though whatever he digs out will probably be skimpy. The odds are higher than not.]
I don't want to wear all of these, but some of them are cute! Now, I wonder what I should choose first...
[He turns, inevitably, to where Bakugo is.]
Does my photographer have any thoughts? Or is he still fiddling with the camera?
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HAA?! WHO THE HELL SAID ANYTHING ABOUT PUTTING A BOOK TOGETHER?! He was going to drop the pictures in Jun's lap and bounce! Ugh, this guy's milking a simple offer way too much. Fucking business savvy... Though he's curious about what the staff member would even say to being offered a copy. Hiyori's a middle rank, so they're not gonna abuse him or fawn on him.
Bakugo wanders into the studio, one hand in his pocket, the other thrumming his thumb over the key after he shut and locked the door behind them. Like hell does he want anyone barging in here mid shoot. Furniture checks out. They've probably seen a lot worse than he's planning on today. Silent red eyes take a quick sweep for stains or suggested "gross" left behind from other patrons. This place better have a good cleaning staff.
He steps in front of the camera and lighting, recognizing a few pieces from photo shoots he's been to before. Both as a kid because his mom dragged him there, and some as an adult with Best Jeanist being a pain in the ass PR-focused nightmare of a mentor. He's not too impressed with the backdrop because he's seen it plenty of times around the resort. Hell, his suite has the same or better serving as his windows. BUT, by the same token, he would've snarled about the studio lacking it if they arrived without.
No real surprise Hiyori's focused on the clothes and Bakugo's focused on the tech and specs.] Keep that one. [Snapped over his shoulder when the idol picks up the stripper outfit. He can get a good shot there. The schoolgirl outfit?] Burn it. [Don't expect him to shoot a shot with Hiyori in a damn skirt. Jun's getting a more masculine set if Bakugo's in control. Deal with it.] What kind of idol costumes does Jun wear? What's his theme?
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And who said they weren't putting a book together? No one. That's who! Behold his flawless logic.
Setting aside the question of whether or not such a book will actually ever come into being... He doesn't object to cool or "badass" looks, even though the latter isn't a word he'd ever use, so he won't push back against Bakugo's directions to the staff. He just chimes, "Right, that too!" and then continues on his merry way. Surely the Mating Season janitors have enough fluids to clean up without adding puke to their list.
Once they're in the studio, he does indeed focus on clothes rather than equipment. Using the equipment is Bakugo's job, and looking good is his job, after all! The only question is what to wear first, and it's here that he looks to his photographer for input. And sure enough...]
That's what you're into, hmm~? ♪
[The inevitable teasing begins.
He dutifully keeps the shorts-and-suspenders outfit out, though it's not quite to his taste. He is, however, confidant in his ability to pull off any look, which is why he's approaching this selection with an open mind. For example, when Bakugo tells him to burn the schoolgirl outfit:]
Are you sure? The skirt's a bit too short, but the top might go well with other pieces. We can always mix and match!
[Not that he objects to wearing a skirt. In fact, he brought along some thigh-high stockings and a garter belt just in case. That stuff is in his bag! As for the Jun question, he tilts his head as he thinks about it.]
Well, we both follow sort of the same themes. Eve's all about "feminine charm" and "sweet whispers," while Eden is all about "forbidden fruit," "finding paradise," "new beginnings" and other things. Jun-kun's image color is blue, though, and then he's also known for being "wild and untamed." Unlike me, since I have that noble aura you can't disguise.
[He pauses, reaching into the wardrobe...
And then pulls out a furry outfit. Think something like this, but for a man. The bottom is short shorts and not a skirt, at least, though the overall effect sure isn't "manly."]
You're not looking to do an animal theme, are you? Or were you?
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Don't say shit like you're filling out a kink checklist!
[The inevitable yelling also begins. Stupid sexy outfits. He'd rather shoot him in the damn nude rather than embarrassing himself with those pieces. But nude shots aren't going into this album. Those kind of things are for Hiyori's boyfriend to shoot. Bakugo aims the camera at the set and begins taking pictures, testing out the machine's capabilities and how to work it. A digital display shows each shot for inspection; he can zoom in, review, keep, or delete. Simple enough for a shoot's first run.]
What the hell are you gonna pair with a fuku's shirt? [His voice twists in a mix of incredulous curiosity. Whoever heard of wearing a school girl's top with something else? Don't expect Bakugo to go asking for those leg wears, Hiyori. The hotel better not have filled the entire closet with a bunch of girly things. Even if the idol's on the pretty side, he's still a guy.
Who's themed around feminine charm. Great. Got his work cut out for him already. No, he's not gonna put Hiyori in a muscle shirt; he'd look stupid wearing raging masculine crap. Hard to think of someone dating Hiyori as being "wild and untamed" considering what the green-haired idol leans towards. Weird. Guess opposite's attract.]
I'm gonna do a bunch of themes, dumbass. We've got two hours- [he hoists the camera in a taunting show off] -and unlimited film. I'm gonna make you work those idol muscles. We'll start with that one.
[The leopard print one Hiyori pulled out. It might be girly, but it's a compromise between the three views here.]
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[He teases back, just as inevitably as Bakugo yelled, before letting it drop.
Nope, no need for nudes; he remembers Bakugo saying he could keep "some" of his clothes on, and he intends to hold him to that. No one said the clothes couldn't be translucent, though, as the schoolgirl shirt is. He shrugs and says,]
No clue! But if you take the ribbon off, it's just a see-through button-down. And that could probably go with lots of stuff, including those shorts and suspenders.
[He'd be willing to go shirtless, but it's generally not something he does for work. Wearing some top, even a see-through one, feels more natural than going without. Though of course none of these outfits are things he'd wear for work back home. As far as their costuming is concerned, Eve's "feminine charm" really just amounts to some jewelry and the occasional pink sash, not skirts and thigh-highs. And their "fanservice"? Mainly suggestive poses and partially-undone shirts, not nudity or stripper clothes!
Or cheetah costumes. But this is his chance to branch out. And as Bakugo says, they have both the time and the film to try different things. So when he suggests Hiyori go with the animal outfit, Hiyori smiles and complies.]
Works for me!
[And then he gathers up the clothes: crop top, detachable sleeves and leggings, short shorts with the tail attached... there's even a headband with ears, which he plucks out of the wardrobe cheerfully.]
I'll go get changed over there. You switch the background to something appropriate, alright?
[There's got to be something jungle-themed, surely. With that, Hiyori disappears behind the white privacy screen. (Though the privacy is limited, since although it isn't completely see-through, it does show his shadow as he starts to undress. They can thank Mating Season for that.)]
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I'm not putting a button down with a pair of hot pants and suspenders! It looks gross! [No, suspenders go with tanktops or, for the exceptionally risque, nothing. Though that works better for girls than for guys. If Hiyori's into a button down, Bakugo intends to pair with a nice classy set of close-fitting dress pants and then snap a few shots as the poses and clothing progress from formal business shoot to more erotic open tease. He'll get to that one later, when there aren't leopard-print halter tops and hot pants dangling on hangers.]
If the tail doesn't attach to the pants, leave it. [A nice way of saying, don't wear the damn tail as a butt plug! He knows how this shitty place works. Bakugo stops beside the backdrop display module and begins tapping through setting options. First thought is a jungle, fitting for a large cat and the "wild side" theme Jun apparently fits. Does Jun prefer the theme or is that theme assigned to him? He likes Hiyori, so obviously finds the other man's feminine charm theme fitting and wanted... Guess he can start with the jungle for a few cliche shots to work out any problems, and move on from there.
Yeah his back's to the dressing screen for THAT specific reason. Could've called it from a five miles away.]
You better have good balance. [Jungle background, yes, but also faux tree branches since "up in the boughs" is the theme he picks. With a golden hour backlit lighting for added gleam.]
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[He'd prefer no fires, though. As for the tail issue:]
It's attached to the belt!
[His reply is innocent and cheerful. But yes, he knows what Bakugo is getting at: he's seen his fair share of animal tale buttplugs during the last year-and-a-half. Initially he'd recoiled from such items, but now, he actually owns a few plugs himself! Still, it's not like he wants to lube up behind the "privacy screen" and work a toy inside himself while Bakugo stands a few feet away, fiddling with the equipment. They can both be glad the tail is just a tail.
His shadow can be seen dressing and undressing, not that Bakugo is looking. No doubt the Mating Season staff thought this would help build sexual tension. As the other party watches their partner change into a sexy costume, they get a little sneak peek through the screen, allowing their imagination to run wild at the sight of their partner's sexy silhouette! <-- Or something along those lines. As for what Bakugo says about "balance"...]
Sounds like someone's planning a creative composition. Now I'm really curious.
[What's Bakugo imagining, he wonders? Him balancing on a stage prop like a circus animal...? But he'll find out in a minute. For now he just focuses on prettying himself up, adjusting the pieces of his costume and then surveying himself in the floor-length mirror. Does he look good? Like a "wild and untamed," cute and sexy cheetah? Yep, at least in his own mind, he does!]
I'm coming out now!
[He hovers at the edge of the screen, the head of his silhouette now sporting two pointy ears, and then steps out.]
Ta-da! ♪
[He poses with his arms raised and his "claws" out, his hip jutting so that the tail sticks out visibly behind him. His lips are curved in a playfully "ferocious" smile.]
What do you think? Ready to be hunted? ♪
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Yeah, the Mating Season staff have never met Bakugo so they don't have a damn clue about how stubborn he is. Or how single-minded he can be when he feels free enough to focus. Often he avoids tunnel vision, putting most of his focus on his task at hand, but keeping proverbial eyes out for surrounding details. Unless, like now, he can blow everything out and narrow in on one single: photoshoot.]
As if I'd shoot something boring! [He said he'd give this his all and he never goes anything half-assed! Relax, he's not gonna have Hiyori standing one-footed flamingo style on a chair with a plate spinning in one hand. Bakugo's leaving all the dress up and make up to the idol, not wanting to get involved with "how do I look" and being pestered about Number 57 Midnight eyelash curler clashing with Emerald Lane eyeliner blush. Who the hell's gonna wear green when the outfit is a tawny leopard theme? But Hiyori's hair... He adjusts the jungle setting so the upper half's lighting is more a sunlight yellow rather than letting the model's hair get lost among leaves and greenery.]
Tch. Knew you were gonna do that. [Totally called Hiyori doing the classic "gaow!" pose with hands up and clawed. And a sassy hip pop he didn't need. Ugh. Always have to make it cute, huh. Still, it pulls a smirk to his lips, head tilting in a cocky retort.] I'm the worst prey you could hunt.
[Behind him, the entire set's been transformed into a jungle treetop scene. Completely abandoned the idea of a floor, leave and vines sprawl across branches spaced out enough for a glowing sun to pierce through. Light rays rain down in streams through various sized leaves, a few glittering particles in the air capturing sunlight in a dew effect. Across the floor are branch props, melding with the background and a larger prop capable of supporting Hiyori's weight. Standing, lying, or perching on any of those branches gives the impression of the idol being up in the tree, suspended for aerial shots.]
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Oh? Hoping to hunt me instead? You've got some nerve! We'll just have to see who traps who first~♪
[But enough silly banter.
Many of his photoshoots would probably be "boring" by Bakugo's standards. There's a lot of standing and sitting and lounging around in brand name clothing. Sometimes someone comes up with something interesting, but having a unique composition isn't what's important in those cases: it's his pretty face, along with whatever product or brand is being advertised. Suffice to say he hasn't climbed many fake trees.
But that's the expectation here, isn't it? Hiyori steps up to the set, eyes lighting up with interest when he sees what Bakugo has done with things. The vines, the leaves, the sunlight streaming through the fake branches, so vibrant and warm that it almost looks real: all of those things add up to create a backdrop that feels "alive."]
Not bad. It's like a real jungle. But without any dirt, bugs, or sunburn~♪
[He surveys the floor (careful not to trip over the vines), the leaves strewn everywhere and the particles floating on the air, before his attention turns toward the big tree prop. Walking up to it, he pats its trunk, before pulling on one of the branches to test their give.]
Yep, this should hold! But what am I meant to do here? Curl up for a nap in the sunlight, or look ready to leap out and pounce?
[He's definitely prepared to do another "gao" pose.]
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I've already got you trapped. [Bakugo indicates the camera again, a bare smirk twitching his mouth's corner at his implication. Hiyori's not getting away from his lens.
Nothing about this is gonna be boring if he has his full directional freedom. Hiyori's not modeling clothes like some shitty fashion magazine or clothing catalogue. His images are supposed to invoke admiration and more in his boyfriend. More than only his face and a nice shirt, Bakugo intends to capture the other man in several aspects. Like a wild cat in the jungle under afternoon glow.
He takes his place on the initial X and lifts his camera to his face. One eye closes so he can focus through the sighting. As expected, his lighting makes Hiyori's tawny clothing bloom slightly. He has to draw some of the overhead lighting back to let the backlight show from behind, lessening upper lights for an added warmth. Better.]
You'll start off sleeping, then move to waking up and stretching. [He wants to use this set as practice to see how they work together and what Hiyori responds to more.] Are you better lying on your back or front? [Either answer is gonna direct the model onto the large prop, lounging on the branch suspended in the air. One arm draping down along with the opposite leg, other arm draped across his chest or tucked under his chin depending on which way he's lying.]
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It's fine: he doesn't need whiskers. He can embody the fierce-yet-graceful cheetah without them. Through his poses, his acting, and of course his outfit and backdrop, he'll melt right into the role!
And it helps that his photographer has a vision. Rather than simply taking pin-up photos where he's posed cutely, Bakugo intends to capture the cheetah in its natural habitat: sleeping in the jungle, as cheetahs are wont to do! Actually, cheetahs live in grasslands and savannahs, not jungles. But same difference, right?!]
Face-up or tail-up, huh?
[He thinks about it for a quick second. If this was a regular photoshoot, he'd be lying on his back, probably on a background of white sheets (or red velvety ones if we want to be ~fancy~). He's never had a photoshoot picture taken where he's ass-up, lying on his stomach before. But he's not the noble and elegant "idol called Hiyori Tomoe" right now, he's a cute and sexy cheetah! And not only are those not known for lying on their backs, but he also has something in the back of his costume that he ought to be showing off. The choice is clear!]
I'll lie on my front. That way you can see my tail clearly, and it'll feel more cheetah-like! Now, mind hoisting me up?
[He faces Bakugo with a big expectant smile and spreads his arms. Lazy as ever, he is, though he'll drape himself across the branch however Bakugo tells him to afterwards.]
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Che! What, did Hiyori think he's some run-of-the-mill lame photographer who wants to pop a few aimless pictures and slap them into an album as a complete effort? Fuck that! He has intentions and scenery in mind, poses and actions he wants. Because if he was gonna take pictures of himself, he'd be demanding something awesome and impressive.
Yeah so Hiyori's costume was mistaken for a leopard. Player fault, not Bakugo's. Pretend it's a tree in a savanna. Anyways~]I told you to pick! [Don't repeat the question at him! And he wasn't thinking Hiyori was gonna take the cat-stretch pose with his ass in the air. That'll come later. Cat's don't sleep in such a position in the first place. Bakugo fiddles with the lights to make the contrast between Hiyori and the background all the better. Then takes his place beside the camera stand as he readies his piece and lifts it to his face.
Then lowers it with a "are you serious" expression. He can't be a photographer and a spotter at the same time, dammit! This lazy asshole. Bakugo scowls as he stalks forward, letting the camera rest at his side on a shoulder strap.] I'm not posing you physically this entire fucking time. You're moving yourself from now on!
[But he is gonna help Hiyori onto the tree prop... and stick around to make sure he doesn't fall off.]
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And it's okay, I barely know the difference between cheetah print and leopard print myself.One thing you can generally count on where Hiyori is concerned: him expecting other people to do things for him, even when he's perfectly capable of doing them himself. Case in point: he actually does have some tree-climbing experience, thanks to all the time he's spent in the Vale. But this tree doesn't have footholds, and he knows for a fact that Bakugo can lift him with no problem, and the other boy is right there, so why not? It's like how he expected Senku to push chairs around during their shoot.]
Yep, got it! ♪
[He smiles, glad for the assistance, and lets himself be hoisted. He takes a moment to get his bearings, and then once he's steady on the tree branch, starts thinking about how best to pose. The idea is to lie on his stomach, so he can show off his tail. But how does he make that look appealing? What should he do with his limbs, and what sort of expression should he make?
It might be more cheetah-like to leave his arms and legs hanging. But he rules out that possibility right away, simply because it won't look attractive on a human. He'll look cuter if he curls up, and so that's what he does! He carefully lays himself on the branch, his legs underneath himself and his body curved in an S-shape. He adjusts the tail of his costume, making sure it's draped down the back of his thigh within view of the camera. And then he angles himself towards Bakugo, aiming to give the best possible view of himself—something he's very used to doing, even if other elements of the shoot are new to him. He's a whiz at remembering where the camera is pointing and making sure it captures his best angles.
And no, he's not thrusting his butt in the air. ... yet.]
This looks cute, right?
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Hiyori's up. Returning to his X, Bakugo swings the camera from his side back to his collar, hawk eyed while the other man gets comfortable on the tree. His tongue flicks behind his teeth, ready to start barking orders instead while Hiyori tries figuring out the proper way to lie on his tree branch. He can already see the wheels turning in his head. For as bossy and self-centered as the idol can be, he probably took orders from other callers during a shoot.
Fine. He'll leave the first few to Hiyori, then take over as caller for others. Huh, actually got his legs up on the branch without falling off the back. Showing off his balance. Legs tucked, tail draped, body angled to face the camera, arms hooked beneath his head to rest on. Avoiding the usual limb-draped position most big cats take when on a single branch. Heh, as if he's gonna let Hiyori get away with not doing that pose at least once. He angles the camera, checks the lighting one more time, then snaps three shots, one head one, one to the right lean, one to the left lean.]
You think you'd sleep like that? [Bakugo thumbs through his trio of shots, then adjusts the lighting on the right side. Dimmer. That's better. Another click and... good.] Close your eyes and nod off. I want a few shots of your slumber, then we'll go to you waking up.
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Off goes the camera. As he curls up on the tree branch, the photo-taking begins. He gives the camera a languid smile, looking appropriately catlike. He may be a dog person, but he's probably more like a cat himself. Elegant, pampered, and perpetually expecting to be cared for, but ready to pounce when you least expect it!
Though not right this second. Right now he looks more like a sleepy kitty.]
I was just getting to that!
[To posing with his eyes shut.
Of course he can't nod off on command. "Balanced precariously on a prop tree branch" isn't how he sleeps. But he can fake a little catnap, letting his eyelids flutter closed (the lashes accentuated with makeup). He curls up a bit more, shifting onto his side, and then relaxes until the look on his face is utterly peaceful. Not a care in the world in this cat's brain. To complete the performance, he even breathes out softly through his lips, feigning a bit of light snoring.]
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[Doesn't he look cute? Doesn't he look angelic? That's how he's trying to look!]
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unless Hiyori somehow cajoled/tricked him. This guy gets up to the weirdest shit with people. As he takes pictures of said guy in cheetah-print hot pants and halter tops.No duh Hiyori's like a cat. Center of attention, loving his pampered life, wanting to be demanding and returning affection for it. Catty enough to change his mood quickly, even if he's nothing Bakugo can't handle. A quiet "tch" is all his response before the model closes his eyes and adjusts his position. He notes each change in posture and facial expression, making sure no one's gonna slip off the branch or flail around midway on accident.]
Move your right foot an inch backwards. [And yes, he expects those eyes to stay shut while following commands. Foot only. Hiyori really is good at this. Is he a natural or is this the result of hard training? More commands come in slow but steady succession. An arm tucked under his chin, tilt his head to rest his cheek on his forearm, drape his tail down the back, cross his right ankle over his left, always careful not to upset the model's balance as he changes his position in small ways. Definitely going to be more than twenty pictures, but shotgun. They're all good.]
All right. You're gonna wake up now. [Hiyori better be prepared to "wake up" several times for this section of the shoot.]
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Like this?
[Moving his foot exactly an inch when he can't see behind himself might be a tall ask, but he manages it roughly. Some of Bakugo's other asks are even easier, and he wordlessly complies with those: crossing his ankles, readjusting his tail, and resting his cheek against his arm. He appreciates that Bakugo is paying attention to the little details and that he's taking lots of shots. Like this, he's bound to capture all his good sides! Of which he has many, according to himself.
And now it's time to "wake up." With his head inclined towards the camera, he slowly opens his eyes, trying on purpose to look groggy. (His groggy face looks something like this.) And what does a feline do after waking from a long nap?
Why, they stretch, of course! And how do they stretch?
With a "full body extension." Their front legs forward and back arched. So that's what he does next, provided Bakugo doesn't tell him not to: extending his arms, and pushing his back (and butt) out.]
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Uh-huh. [One by one, Hiyori proves himself the idol and model he is. Bakugo doesn't ask for huge jumps in movements, focusing on subtle shifts to grow into the next pose he wants. He's seen some models who can flick through random poses almost instantly while changing expressions and head positions, always matching the clicks of their photographers' cameras in perfect timing. He and Hiyori aren't that in sync, but could be. Some day. Honestly, which side of Hiyori is his bad side? Asides from his bitchy side.
Bakugo leaves the idol to interpret "wake up" on his own for the first round. Head tilted, eyes half-parted, lashes low over his jeweled gaze, somewhat failing to capture "groggy" completely since he's all done up in makeup. No one wakes up looking that damn perfect. But it's modeling. Suspend belief sometimes.]
Watch your back leg. [Don't stretch to far and drop yourself off the damn branch, Parrot. And there goes the cat stretch. He paces back and forth between the various x's on the floor, catching Hiyori in different views and angles throughout the process.]
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... physically speaking, anyway.]
Right, right!
[No disagreement there; he really doesn't want to fall off the tree branch. It's undignified, it might bruise, and it'll ruin his hair! So he makes sure to balance himself, holding the stretch for a good long moment. His butt raises high to show off the tail, and he even fake-yawns to complete the image, shutting his eyes again briefly.
Before, finally, he comes out of the stretch. Perched on all fours, but with his hips no longer thrust up quite so high, he switches from blinking groggily to surveying his domain, until his eyes find Bakugo's. Then, his gaze becomes focused, eyes narrowing and lips curving upward. Has he spotted a friend down there on the ground? Has he found his next meal? Or has he found a potential mate? It isn't clear yet what he's thinking, but he's definitely thinking something as he eyes the cameraman.]
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Oy. [Damn, he can even make fake yawns look authentic. Teeth gleaming in the light, tongue curling in feline whorl, even has the gall to scrunch his eyes up tight-- okay that one might've been a real yawn. *click click click* He'll have a whole damn scrapbook when he's done. From his arched back lit up from behind by the sun to his fingers kneading faux bark and leaves, even small details go into his camera. One after another until he's done with this set.]
Heh, you really think you can take me? [Capturing those eyes in his lens is easy. He walks to the side, turning Hiyori's head in the process, and rewards his effort with a shot over his shoulder, showing off the idol's back and curved tailbone. Should he get one from a low angle? Considering the branch, tail, and his legs, not with his pose. He doesn't want Hiyori turning into a pretzel on his butt.] Stalk or prowl the branch. I'll direct your body height; you keep the pace.
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Speaking of real versus fake: does Hiyori have a lot of experience fake-yawning? Not really! He's done the sleepy half-lidded bedroom eyes thing in photoshoots before, but yawning isn't considered professional or attractive, so he tries not to do that on the job. But there's a first time for everything, and trying something new is fun. Normally he'd cover his mouth daintily, but since he needs both hands to grip the tree branch, he doesn't, instead letting the camera see the cute "O" shape made by his lips.
And then those lips twist into a smirk, once he spots Bakugo and once Bakugo says those next words. "Take me" could mean a couple of different things after all, especially when they're in what's basically a love hotel room. But that is not the plan; taking more photos is the plan! He stays up on the branch, but continues to observe his "prey," tossing a look over his shoulder when Bakugo moves behind him. And also sticking out his backside just a little more. ... look, he's not trying to take things in a totally tasteless direction, but he does have a tail to show off.]
Like this, right?
["Stalk or prowl." How would a cheetah do that from up on a branch? They'd do it from a low crouch, he assumes! And so he hugs the branch tightly with his arms and legs, keeping his head turned in Bakugo's direction and holding it low, eyes narrowed on the camera. Any moment now, he could pounce! But for now he's just prowling, just "stalking," watching his prey and waiting for the right moment to strike.
Or, in other words, he's waiting to do another claws-out, "gao" pose!]
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Damn right he's getting shots of Hiyori's perched position, red eyes moving between digital screen and real-world view.] Got it. Now face forward. [Stop looking over your shoulder, dammit. He wants to capture the sunlight and leaves molding to the idol's profile... perfect. Fine, he'll get a damn shot of Hiyori's rump. For Jun. He said the result of this shoot was gonna have the other model cumming in his pants after looking through it. How can he do that without putting Hiyori through naked shots with sexual acts? Mostly because he expects Jun's imagination and his boyfriend's presence will do the work for him.]
Aa. Arch your back. [Mostly they climb up into the crags between branches, then balance beam walk out onto the part they wanna flop on. It's the very same balance walk he wants Hiyori to do. Crouching, crawling, or leg-straight poise. Who opts to drop chest-first onto said branch and cling to it like a damn cartoon cat afraid of heights. Right, he grabs a shot before lowering his camera and walking towards the set.] No, that sucks! You're wrapped around it like a damn sloth. Move your arms back. Lift up. You've seen runners getting ready for a race?
[Not the ass up head down just-before-the-gun pose, but the precursor to it, with their knees bent and one leg out behind the other. Bakugo verbally and physical coaches Hiyori into the position he's thinking of.]
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Hiyori has no trouble arching his back, but it appears his "stalking" pose is a miss. He frowns briefly at being told it sucks, tempted to bite back, but doesn't, since even he can regonize the pose probably doesn't photograph well.]
I don't normally watch that sort of thing! But I think I know what you mean.
[Forget running the track in P.E. class. Hiyori was the type to skip those classes whenever possible. At Yumenosaki, teachers never cared when he did. But that doesn't mean he's never seen the start of a track race before, in popular culture if not in-person. He remembers that before-the-gun pose, hands on the ground and hips raised high. If he did that pose, it would give the camera a very good view of his tail, and yes, his butt once more. But he doesn't think a cheetah would stalk their prey in such a pose, so if it's a "stalking" pose Bakugo wants, he must mean something else. Something more like...
Ah, now he gets it.
Before "get set" comes "on your marks." "Get set" is that hips-in-the-air pose, but "on your marks" is something different. "On your marks" is one knee down! And so he reverses the order: first putting his hips in the air (Bakugo is welcome to photograph this while it lasts) and then lowering them, shifting one leg behind the other. His upper body lifts up a bit, and his hands stay gripping the branch. His expression is the same as before: still eyeing the camera (and the cameraman) with keen-eyed interest, lips curved into a smirk. Any moment now, he'll pounce! On your marks, get set, go!
Or "On your marks, get set, gao!" if you prefer.]
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You didn't see track and field once?
[Whether in the Olympics even en passe, or in his physical education classes in high school. Then again, knowing Hiyori, he did say he could skip school if he had a idol excuse. Ugh, probably took advantage and bailed. Watching his brain work gears in his head, Bakugo adjusts some of the lights around the set, turning the background to a later afternoon theme rather than rising morning sun. Goodbye wake up mess, hello hunting press. Cheetah almost always hunt on the ground, but he can't have Hiyori crouching in that sort of bread loaf cocked position on a tree branch. No, he say stalking, movement, not preparing.
Hmph, looks like he caught on. And without Bakugo having to fuss at him further. Good, because he's focusing on taking pictures of interesting shots while Hiyori's testing his positioning out. He has a shitload of film, so who cares if there's plenty to go around. Hiyori will probably enjoy going through all these later and messing with Bakugo's photography skills. Once the idol's set in the pose he wants, the blonde returns to the X's proper and makes final adjustments.
Don't jump out of the damn tree, Parrot. He's not asking that.
On your marks, get set, gao = cute]Hold it. [And takes off snapping. Front, sides, over, lower, with occasional variances in Hiyori's height and limb posture. He slowly coaches him through walking like that along the branch, keeping close to prevent any falls, then stepping back for more pictures once Hiyori's holding the position. While he trusts the guy's physique to endure the different poses, he doesn't make Hiyori stay in them long, figuring these are more athletic and demanding than his usual photoshoots.]
All right. Take a breather. Get some water.
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[Yes, he's seen a race at some point. But this is the same guy who once asked Jun if he was doing a "religious ritual" when he walked in on him doing sit-ups off their bunk bed back in school. What did Bakugo expect?
He manages to nail the pose Bakugo wants anyway, despite his lack of substantial track and field knowledge. He's Hiyori Tomoe, after all: an extraordinary idol, and extraordinarily photogenic model! One leg behind the other, his body leaning forward and his eyes intent. That's the pose Bakugo wants, so that's what he gets!
He does hold it without much problem, once again pleased by the number of photos Bakugo is taking (so thorough! How will they even choose which ones to use in the hypothetical photobook?). All the same, it is getting a little tiring. He assumes they'll move onto another pose soon enough though, and what might that one be? There's only one obvious choice as far as he sees: the claws-out "gao!" pose, where he looks like he's about to jump out at the viewer.
Looks like he's about to. He doesn't plan to actually jump, though he's not necessarily opposed to the idea. He once jumped off a rickety temple roof, and the height here is nothing by comparison. But of course he'd want to make sure he lands safely, and anyway, if he can just look like he's about ready to pounce...]
Already?
[He raises his brows when Bakugo announces a break instead of a change in poses. He's not opposed, he guesses, so he shrugs it off and smiles.]
That's fine, I guess. But I can't reach my water from up here, so I'll need you to fetch it!
[He relaxes his posture, but stays where he is on the tree branch, waiting expectantly. Looks like this kitty likes being waited on.]
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