"Do you ever work on the other side of the camera?" Harry Osborn asked after Peter Parker took another picture of him.
"Not usually, no, but I've had pictures of myself taken to test cameras." Peter replied, a little surprised by the question.
"Really? I would have thought, what with working around people who love taking good pictures, that there would be a long line of people waiting to take your photo. You're certainly cute after all. I wouldn't kick you out of bed." Harry told him with a smirk, looking Peter up and down. The smirk turned into a full blown grin when he saw the blush coming to Peter's face.
Peter quickly snapped a picture of the grin without even thinking about it.
"I, um, thank you. Quite the compliment considering the people you usually keep in your bed." Peter replied, thinking of some of the photos he had seen of Harry Osborn with beautiful people, usually models.
Harry let out a laugh at that. "Nothing on you, Mr. Parker." Harry assured him, either not minding Peter taking his picture as he laughed or not noticing. It had been hard to get Harry to give him a smile that looked real when he asked, so Peter just figured taking a picture of a real one was his best chance.
"Do you flirt with all of your photographers? Tilt your head to the left."
"Only the cute ones." Harry said, winking at Peter before doing as he was told.
"Peter."
"I beg your pardon?"
"You called me Mr. Parker before. I go by Peter." Peter clarified.
Harry grinned again and nodded. "Alright then, Peter, would you like to get something to eat with me when you're satisfied that you've got a decent picture of my face in there?" Harry asked. "Frankly, I'm not sure if I should be insulted by how many pictures you've taken or flattered. You either really like my face or can't find anything that looks good." He added teasingly.
"Face me, cross your arms, and look powerful." Peter instructed, neither confirming nor denying Harry's claim that he liked Harry's face.
"That for the camera, or just what you're into?" Harry asked, leveling Peter with an intense look that promised he was getting whatever he wanted when he wanted it and folding his arms over his chest.
"For the camera, but it's not a bad look on you." Peter said. "So, do you usually invite the cute photographers to eat with you?"
"Nope. Only you so far. Is that a yes?"
Peter snapped the picture. "You'll have to let me get the pictures to someone first, but yes." Peter said, putting his camera down.
"I'll make an exception to my 'don't keep me waiting' rule for you to do that. You can pick where we go if you don't make a big deal about me paying the bill."
Peter nodded in agreement and turned to leave, but was spun around by his shoulders and found lips pressed to his.
"Incentive to hurry back." Harry explained when he pulled back a few moments later.
Peter smiled brightly. "I think I need more convincing." He told Harry.
"I'm sure that can be arranged." Harry said, pulling him back in.