He could readily admit this wasn't his usual job. Sure he worked in photography, did different photoshoots for clients. But it was mostly events, weddings, christenings, parties. If not those then they tended to be photos for other occasions working from the studio. Portraits mostly. New babies, anniversaries, family occasions all the usual things that paid the bills. Dabbling in something much more exotic like this...well it had just never occurred to him before.
But he had agreed hadn't he. Part of it at least he could admit was the challenge it provided. Sure he worked mainly low key stuff but there was always that dream of branching out into something more exclusive. Something that would pay more. This would if nothing else expand his portfolio, which was why Arabella was there. It was just the two of them. He didn't have the need for an assistant and since this was mostly her idea she had taken care of the rest. Her make-up, the props, the setting. It was all something she set up herself.
She had even proposed the idea in the first play. She was toying with several plans. She did performance work and costumes making and creating different pieces. A part of this was showing of her work, expanding her own reputation with some more professional photography that showed of the different pieces, different looks, and different settings. She was a creative whirlwind truth be told. Always thinking and playing with new ideas looking to explore. She wanted a mixture of things. Serious professional photos that showed of her work in the best light. But also demonstrated her skill and talent, showed of a playful side, and a much more intimate softer side as well. Something borderline erotic he supposed.
They were friends which was why she had come to him to put forward the idea. He had thought it over. He had never done anything like this and wasn't sure what it might be like. How it would turn out. But they had worked together before of course so eventually he had agreed. They had set a date when they had a day free and she had been busy preparing the night before bringing her things over to set up so the next day they were free to begin. Early the next morning they had gotten to work. Which was what bought him to this moment.
It had begun easily enough. He had worked his way around taking a variety of shots. Some of her as she worked and prepared things. Some of her outfits ready to use, some of the different props and settings, the backgrounds all ready to be used. It was quick easy work the two of them moving around one another talking and laughing a little as always. They were friends, and they enjoyed each others company. It worked fine.
That days theme was an elf warrior maiden. She had made a full length outfit. A fine layer of mail on top. A long curved elegant short dagger. It had looked so good he had impulsively talked about taking it outside. So to begin they worked in the garden, he took pictures of her prowling through the trees and over roots. Resting at the edge of a stream just something different to off set the later shots he knew would come from the studio. It worked he had thought. He knew they had some good results. But they had to move on and so they took things back inside.
Once they were back he took one last look to make sure everything was ready before they began. The setting was simple. The elf maiden finishing her day was retiring for the evening. The first scene was set in the maidens chamber. A mannequin covered in decorated fabric was the focal point. With racks in the background holding more weapons a separate table and dresser to complete the background. Arabella had posed then and they began their work for the day. The first section was simply removing the layers of armour. It captured the moment different sections were stripped away.
Arabella moved with a practised efficiency lifting the copper coloured mail of and setting it on the top of the mannequin. Underneath she wore a fine tabard which formed an additional layer under the mail. Next she slowly stripped of the leather boots she wore and placed them beside the mannequin. Next came the gloves slipped of first one hand, then the next and placed onto the table. With her fingers free she moved more quickly then stretching and moving a little to show of her figure more, flashing little looks back towards him and the camera.
As she worked quietly and quickly he moved around, camera in hand snapping of shots, recording different angles and just making sure he tried to capture as much as possible. It was quick work just following her movements occasionally interrupting just to get her to pause in a particular position or move onto something he thought might work a better for a particular shot. It was all trial and error and after they were done he would go back and play with them a little more. There was no reason he supposed they couldn't do added pickups if they needed.
She paused briefly and flashed him an inquisitive look just checking if he was happy. He flicked the camera back and rolled through the last sequence of photos and considered them briefly. He was happy enough with how they looked so far. He lifted his gaze back up to hers and nodded smiling a little before just flicking his fingers in a general continue on gesture. Obviously happy enough to take his word for it she continued.
She moved on quick fingers sliding down slowly over the length of her body to lift up the tabard she had on under the mail, embroidered in gold thread with rich patterns and swirls in a dark blue colour it made quite the sight contrasted against the copper mail she had worn over the top. She lifted it up over her head and moved to drape it slowly over the mannequin beside her. Now they were beginning to reach the more interesting part of the day as the clothes began to tumble away revelling more and more of her body.
She turned a little, body side on fingers drifting down across the curve of her breasts across her belly and then to waist. She wore a tunic and leggings underneath the tabard. A leather belt clinched across her waist holding it in place. Slowly her fingers found the belt and began to draw it open a little at a time as he clicked away, camera following her every move. She slowly peeled the belt open spreading it apart and then drew it through the rings holding it in place pulling it away from her body and then carefully placing it onto the table.
His breath quickened a little watching her slender fingers continue to move back up again to the front of the tunic. She found the buttons and slowly began to undo them popping them open one by one slowly letting the sliver of flesh around her neck peak out followed by the softer colour of the thin layer of silk she wore underneath. He had no idea what layers she had on underneath the main costume. It was as much a tease for himself as it would be to anyone who saw it. She watched him looking at her eyes glancing towards the camera as the buttons slowly opened up one after the other.
He let her reach the final one just opening it up before he held her a moment with a quick look just moving to capture a couple of angles of her holding it closed around her torso. Then he finally beckoned her to draw it open and show of that thin pale blue layer underneath. It was a lighter softer shade than the layers above and suddenly he began to realise exactly what he was getting into.
The tunic slowly fell open parted by her hands and the soft layer of silk beneath, nothing more than a light chemise showed through. He continued to work camera snapping away recording it all drinking in the details that showed now. The soft subtle shape of her breasts pushing against that oh so thin layer of fabric, full, round, pert. He could make out the tips the harder points just cresting and pushing against the fabric as she continued to draw the tunic open tugging it back from her shoulders and slowly peeled it down her arms before placing it over the table top.
He continued to watch her, camera busy clicking relentlessly as he shot picture after picture. He could have sworn her gaze was following him watching him work but then she was supposed to be looking at the camera from time to time. He felt the first rush of heat just run through him a little as he worked taking a moment to pause and draw in a deep breath as her fingers worked down to the leggings. Her fingers were on the laces at the front slowly untying them as she looked back eyes glittering so blue and deep.
"Where did you want me to be when I take this of?" She suddenly asked voice soft and light.
He paused again dropped the camera for a moment as he looked at her. "Well I'll move around you to create a few different angles and variants of the shots. If you just hold it in place every few inches you drop them I'll try to capture the whole scene." He replied running a hand through his hair.
"How sexy did you want this a tease, a little playful or something a little more deliberate and showing of?" He questioned her softly.
She shot him a small smile lips curling in a satisfied grin. "Well a tease is always fun, and playful. A range to work with and choose from. But something definitely very deliberate and very sexy." She added eyes twitching as she smiled.
"In that case once they start coming down I'll make sure I take some shots directly from behind." He replied again watching as she merely dabbed her lip with her tongue and smiled playfully.
