Catwalk Love

CHAPTER EIGHT

Theresa Gray

I woke up to the feeling of safety and warmth for the second day in a row. It would be a lie to myself, and to everyone else, to say that I didn't like it. Except unlike last time I knew what was causing the feeling and didn't scream bloody murder. Instead I snuggled deeper into Will's warm chest, reveling in the tingling feeling that was rushing through my body.

"You're up." He whispered in my ear as he began to lightly stroke my hair in a rhythmic pattern.

"Mmmm." Was my incoherent reply.

"Come on Tess we need to get up and get ready. Remember we have a photo shoot today."

"Mmmm." I said again snuggling deeper. I knew that he was smirking, could feel it in the way his body vibrated with one of his irritating chuckles.

"Marshall will kill you," he said, "And yes I am going to blame it on you."

"Mmmm."

"Come on Tessa we need to get ready."

"Mmmm"

"What if I promise that we'll stop at Starbucks on the way in?" My interest was peeked and I didn't reply with an incoherent mumble. Will seemed to take this as a good sign. Damn my caffeine in the morning addiction. "And I'll buy you anything else you want there." He pressed. I untangled myself from him and gave him a glare.

"Promise?" I asked. I really don't think he knew what he was getting himself into. But no way was I telling him that now.

"Absolutely." He said. With one more glare that said 'you better' I rolled away from him so I was sitting on the other side of the bed. Quickly I picked myself up off the comfy mattress and headed towards my closet to get ready. I couldn't help but feel Will's eyes on me the entire time.

"Aren't you going to get ready?" I asked turning around. Will was looking at me with a heated gaze, but right underneath that was a look of worry shinning clearly in his eyes.

"You bet I am." He said the worry and heat fading and the arrogant look making a strong comeback. I couldn't help but to feel a little happy about this. Even though I would never admit this to him, I kind of liked it. "I can't wait to see what they have in store for us this time." He gave me a suggestive look and like I always did, I rolled my eyes.

"Go get ready William." I said turning around and heading deeper into my closet.

I couldn't help but to agree with Will though. It will be very interesting to see what Marshall had planned for us this time.

It was weird walking into the warehouse type building to do the shoot. With everything that was going on right now, work had been the last thing on my mind. I didn't even get to hear what the shoot was about before Camille was on me and dragging me away to get ready.

My outfit was very simple today. My hair was curled to perfection, and I was wearing a very simple, and short, halter red dress. Camille gave me some red heels, put a little make up on and sent me on my way. To be honest it looked like I was about to go clubbing.

And of course I had been right, because at the moment the warehouse was transformed into a miniature dance club. With random people off the street and everything. The only difference was the fact that there were cameras everywhere, and the bar was empty. That would never happen at a real club. Usually you had to fight to get a seat, or use your charms. Usually I did the latter.

"Theresa, doll." I heard Marshall croon, "William told me you didn't get a chance to look over the file," he winked at me. Yes actual winkage. Probably because he thought Will and I had sex again. I was in no mood to correct him, so I let him continue his speech and fantasy. "So I'm here to debrief you. I already gave William his, and right now he's getting ready. Camille took you away from me before I could talk to you both.

"Okay." I said waiting patiently for Marshall to continue.

"This is for some company or another. Honestly, I don't even know what they do there, but hey as long as there paying right."

"Marshall." I chastised trying to get him back on task.

"Yes." He said his wondering mind coming back, "Well they have this new product of something or another and the motto is Greet, Play, Love. It kind of reminds me of that movie that just came out, what was it Eat, Pray…"

"Marshall!"

"Anyways," he said continuing like he hadn't got of course. "We are shooting three shoots in the acting style. You know what that is doll. Acting more than posing, but still look stunningly beautiful. The first one here is Greet, and that will be at the club. I will inform you of the others as we go along, because Mangus is yelling at me and William just came out." I didn't ask how he knew. I just nodded my head, because Marshall always knew everything that was happening. You just had to except that early on.

"Let's go!" Mangus voice yelled. I headed towards the bar where we would be shooting to see Will there. He was decked out in clubbing clothes to. Nice black pants and a simple white dress shirt with a jacket over it. His black hair was messed up in all the right ways and blue eyes shinning. Overall he looked…well as hot as he always was.

"You look stunning, Tess." He whispered as I got closer. I smirked at him.

"Let's just get this over with Herondale." He smirked back at me. And with that music started playing, and Mangus yelled at us to get are asses modeling. And that is exactly what we did.

Will took the first step by taking the fake drinks on the bar counter and handing me one. We hit them together in a classic toast, all the while smiling. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Next thing I knew Will was taking the drink out of my hand and setting on the bar. To be honest I was completely shocked when he leaned down and started whispering nonsense in my ear. But being a trained model, instead of shock on my face I had a sultry smile, like he was telling me something intimate. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Lightly, I pushed Will away from me. It was my turn now. I bit down on my lip and walked up close to him. Snap. Snap. Slowly I ran my finger down his shirt. All the while looking up to his bright blue eyes that only seemed to be becoming brighter. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Suddenly, Will grabbed my arm and started pulling me towards the crowd of people. Obviously we were done with the bar scene. Snap. Snap. Snap.

The people on the fake dance floor moved away from us, probably because they were told to, until we were in are own private bubble of sorts. Will grabbed my hips pulling my back into him, and I let my body start to sway with the music as we began to dance. Snap. Snap. Snap.

"More!" I heard Mangus yell. And like the good models we complied.

My hands snaked up around his neck and I pulled him closer, Will rested his head in the crook of my neck and I felt him let out a little moan. I smiled. Snap. Snap. Then Will's hands began tightening on my hips, and for a second I thought the dress was going to rip. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Will's turned me around so that I was facing him and he rested his forehead on mine. Snap. Snap. Snap. We were barley moving now. Just starring in each others eyes, with an intensity and heat that made me body tingle and push closer into him. Snap. Snap. Snap.

"I'm going to roll you out ok." Will whispered in my ear. I didn't even get to protest before He was rolling me away from him are hands still connected. Snap. Snap. Snap. As I reached the maximum distance are arms would let us he tugged me back and I rolled securely back into his arms. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Will smirked at me once more before, without a warning, he dipped me. Snap. Snap. Snap. And before I even realized what was happening Will's lips were on mine. Snap.

God, I was so screwed.

William Herondale

The next shoot was Play, at least that is what Marshall told me. The club was gone, and now there was a regular bedroom scene set up. A kind sized white bed sat in the middle and the walls were a warm brown color. I stood in the middle of the set waiting for Tess.

I was quite excited to see her. If she was wearing anything like I was, only a pair of boxers, then I was more than ready to see her. I heard a little yelp come from where she was getting changed, making me wonder even more what was going on behind that curtain. I'm afraid to say that my imagination got carried away on me, and I wasn't quite sure that just boxers would be good enough on the effect it had on me.

Of course my imagination wasn't as good as the real thing, and I could only let a sigh of contempt as I saw Tessa come out.

She was wearing only a lace trimmed, dark blue bra and matching panties. Her hair was exactly the same as it had been before. Curled to perfection. But this time it looked a little messier. Like someone had run there hands through it several times to mess it up, or at least give the appearance that I had. God did I want too. Along with the racy undergarments she was wearing five inch, dark blue, high heel that elongated her already long legs. Her overall appearance; heart stopping.

"Ok loves," Marshall's high voice squeaked officially breaking me out of my trance. "It's play time, soooooo play!" He sounded a little too excited to me. Tessa just rolled her eyes and strutted her way over to where I was standing in the middle of the set.

"Take two." She mumbled under her breath.

"Can't wait." I said putting my finger under her chin and directing her gaze to me. A slight blush raced across her skin and I could only smirk. That was new, and I'd be damned if I said I didn't like it.

"It's "play" you guys." Mangus voice rang, "So play and save that for the lovey dovey shoot." Tessa laughed at this and quickly retreated from me. And like a cat chasing a mouse I fowled. Snap.

She was getting to far away from me, and I didn't like it. Quickly I reached out and grabbed a hold of her arm wanting her back in my arms. We froze like that, her arm stretched so that it was fully extended, me looking at her with lust in my eyes. Snap. Snap. She turned her head around so that she was looking at me a mischievous glare in her eyes. Snap.

Quick as a whip she yanked on my arm sending me flying towards the bed in surprise. Snap. Snap. Snap. I landed on the cushions with a big Whoosh as my breath left me momentarily. Damn, I thought, that girl is strong. Snap. Snap.

Next thing I knew Tessa was straddling me on the waist, her brown hair falling all to one side as she looked down on me with a smile on her face. It was a beautiful smile, something that made my mind stop working and wanting noting more than to touch her, claim her as mine. Snap. Snap. Snap.

I gave Tessa a mischievous smile of my own then and hers warped in curiosity. I winked and with the slight twisting of my hips and a giant push, I was now that one that was on top of her smiling. Snap. Snap. Tessa looked stunned for a quick second before the model inside of her took over and she put on a seductive look. My heat quickened and I looked at it. This was fake, Tessa didn't feel that way; she made that clear. Snap.

"Will, we need to do something else." Tessa said breathlessly. Snapping out of my self conscious rant, I gave her a smile before rolling off of her. She fowled but not before grabbing a pillow. Snap.

I gave her a curious look as she smiled, and the next thing I knew she was hitting me with the pillow. Snap. Snap. Of course it didn't hurt I actually laughed at the feeling of her beating me with the thing, but it wasn't what I wanted with the shoot. Snap. Snap. Snap. No, I wanted and excuse to feel her, to touch he silky skin.

I grabbed the pillow from her hands and yanked it away from her. She squealed and started to run away from me. Snap. God, did this girl know what she was doing to me. She fucking squealed, and now I needed to have her in my arms. So I did the only thing that my lust filled mind could think of doing. I chased her. Snap. Snap. Snap.

I caught her eventually. Wrapping her up in my arms and hugging her close to me. She squealed again. Snap. Snap. Snap.

"Stop squealing." I hissed in her ear. She struggled to get away from me, but I wasn't having it. Her smooth skin on mine was driving me insane, and I didn't plan on letting that go.

"Why?" she asked managing to rip away from me slightly. Snap. Snap. But as soon as she was gone I pulled her back securing her against my chest. This time she was facing me.

"Because it's driving me insane." I said huskily my hands spreading across her back, soaking up the feel of her skin. Tessa looked at me suspicion clouding her eyes.

"Really?" she asked.

"Really." I whispered back. She smiled slightly, biting her lip.

"Keep moving guys!" Mangus yelled at us, "Play means play, not stand around all day just holding her. And why haven't you kissed her yet boy! She looks absolutely divine."

"That I can't deny." I called back to him.

Then I kissed her. And it wasn't a light kiss like the one we had shared before. This kiss was more of a push-her-against-the-wall-with-all-your-might-beca use-all-you-want-to-do-is-get-closer-to-her kiss. The best part; she kissed back just as hungrily. Snap. Snap. Snap.

I forgot about the cameras and the people watching us. I didn't process the constant clicking of Mangus taking are pictures that the whole world will see. I was too absorbed in her, in Tessa. Her lips were incredibly soft, just like I remembered. I had missed those perfect, pink lips, and I had wanted noting more to bite them again; lick them. That was exactly what I did as I begged for entry into her perfect mouth I wanted to taste her, to let out tongues come crashing together passionately. And she did, she opened her mouth so that my tongue slid into her mouth searching and devouring everything it could touch. A deep, vibrating moan escaped my lips only to be fowled by one of Tessa's own. It made me push against her harder. Was that even possible?

God, I was so screwed.