Chapter 6: Lights, camera...?

A/N: Alrighty then, so Bones and Kirk will be happening for a little bit, mainly flirting. I'm hoping to get Spock into the picture real soon like in maybe a chapter or two more he'll be introduced, hopefully. That's why you guys might see me update more often because I'm itching with anticipation and there's so much I want to post but I can't put up all at once… And I'm working on the drawing for the catalog so you guys can see how they were posed I'll leave a link on my bio if anyone's curious… So here's the next chappie

[Last time…]

You've reached captain awesome and Wiz kid, if we're not in it's cuz we're busy or just don't give a shit… leave a massage at the tone! ~BEEP!~ *************************************************
Jim, Chekov, it's Bones. Pick up the phone you damn brats! Now if you guys are ready to work we can get you guys cataloged for the week- get back to me when hear this… ~BEEP~

[Continued…]

The first thing they heard was loud knocking at the door. Chekov got up out of bed first, his stomach growling as he mumbled sleepily. Jim followed after grumbling from the sudden change of weight on the bed. He sat up stretching his arms over his back with a smile. He was sticky and sweaty but overall he felt good. Jim stood up looking himself over his smile suddenly turned over into a frown. Chekov made a mess on his stomach, not that he minded, but he really needed a shower.

Outside Bones grumbled impatiently pounding on the door, if he knocked any harder the door would've broken down. The man growled stomping around the hall like an angry dinosaur. To hell with anyone else living in the lower level, he was busy man after all. He didn't have to time to be waiting outside for someone to answer the door. Bones turned around stomping towards the offending piece of wood with a determined mind to knock it down; hand fisted, and extended ready to beat the wood into a pile of dust.

"Dammit Jim, open this God damn door this minute or break down the damn- " His fist struck out at nothing and the man fell forward with a shout as Chekov stood gaping at the man on the floor beneath his feet.

"Oh my God Bones!" The sheet the boy was using to cover his body was quickly forgotten as it fell from his shoulders and he bent down to help the older man off the floor. "Are you alright? I'm so sorry- "

"Damn… Thats gonna bruise later…" Bones grumbled as he inspected his elbow. He sighed content that there was no real damage done and looked up at the boy whom he now noticed, was stripped bare.

"What happened to you're- " But the question was swallowed down as he took in the appearance of Jim's naked form walking out of the hall and into the sitting room.

"Hey Bones! Whatcha doing down there?" Needless to say the older man put two and two together and slammed his head down on the freshly cleaned wooden floor of their apartment with a loud groan.

"Never mind…"

Jim laughed wiggling his hips to make his dick swing around. Chekov glared but struggled to fight down his giggles as he watched the blonde snicker at Bones rubbing his eyes tiredly. The boy felt bad for the older man and in a second his false glare became a quick meaningful demand making Jim quickly apologized and covered himself in the towel he was drying his hair.

"I didn't know you guys were… Close than you said… Is this a regular thing between you two?" Chekov bit his lip and Jim laughed. It was honestly a funny question. Sure what Jim and Chekov had was serious thing, but it wasn't the kind of 'serious' everyone outside of their friendship circle assumed.

"There's nothing regular about this, and it was by no means… Anything. Serious. We just needed to blow off some steam." Chekov giggled when Jim wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Bones grumbled something in audible taking out his phone to look through the notifications with a smile.

"Alright then, I'm guessing none of you bothered to look at your damn answering machine yet so I'll just go over it with you two in person. I'm hoping you won't have stage fright…" They both gave each other questioning glances and turned back to Bones with tilted heads. Jim beat Chekov to the question lingering in their minds.

"Why would we have stage fright? We're not gonna be doing a porno or something are we?" Bones laughed and Jim frowned, this wasn't funny. They weren't about to become a public humiliation. He wasn't about to let Chekov get plowed by a bunch of guys just because they were gonna get paid a fortune. No way. Chekov looked between the two the tension obviously thick on Jim's end. Bones saw his worried grey eyes and sighed with an apologetic smile.

"Look, I didn't mean it like that. You guys wanna start working then you got to get cataloged."

He took out a folder from his folded coat passing it to Jim. Chekov scooted closer curiously watching as Jim open the folder of 'The Catalog'. It made them both flinch as the saw the little booklet was nothing short of its name. This booklet had everything from ethnicity to hair and eye color written under a long list of a table of content. Chekov took the other booklet from the couch turning the pages passed the text. They both stopped to look at Bones then back to the booklet. They turned to the next page then the next, each page was filled with pictures of people. Each page dedicated to a certain hair color, age, and sex. Chekov turned another page opening for Bones to see.

"So we have to take pictures and placed in this little book that lets people choose us like were some shopping site for jewelry?" Bones frowned but nodded.

"I don't know if I should feel flattered or disgusted, its bad enough we're going into this professionally…" It was Jim's turn to laugh as he flipped through the book too entertained by some of the photos; some of the people in the book were way passed good looking. Chekov stared at him like a lunatic and Jim didn't doubt he wasn't one step away from a straight jacket and white padded walls; he couldn't believe he was going through with this. He grinned widely with a mischievous twinkle to his eyes.

"So when do we start?"

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Bones Parked the car outside of another fancy building, it looked like some photography studio. Jim and Chekov both wore their 'cutest clothes' as Jim called it when Chekov dressed up when they went out to see Nyota. Tight faded blue jeans with rips and tattered patches, belts with chained accessories and the rest was their own different style. Jim preferred a tight plain white T-shirt with a London fashion black leather jacket and Chekov a thin white long sleeved shirt and a yellow sweatshirt with a cute little duck beak on the hood. Bones looked them for a second before he burst out laughing.

"You hardly had to dress up, were you guys even paying attention to the catalog pictures?" Jim pouted sticking out his tongue and only Chekov shook his head knowing about Jim's childish behavior.

"Jim likes his clothes, you can't fight with a man that cares more about his hair and clothes, there's just no winning." They both laughed as Jim gawked at them. He quickly turned around folding his arms over his chest.

"How rude! Lets see how much you'll make fun of me when I make you sleep on the floor outside of the apartment Chekov." The boy watched as Jim walked away with a smile back and a wave he opened the door of the building. Chekov was suddenly worried, that smile was to calm it was almost scary. He gulped down the knot in his throat calling out to the blonde nervously.

"Ji-Jim? You weren't serious were you?" The blonde waved again and ran inside. That smile suddenly became menacing wishing he hadn't made fun of Jim's 'cute clothes'; Jim was merciless. Jim locked him out of their first apartment with only a pair of socks one morning after he used up all the hot water one morning. Bones laughed watching the boy run into the place.

"Jim? Please tell me you weren't serious! Jim!"

Inside they could already see someone waiting for them. They walked down the hall towards another room that was set up with all kinds of photography equipment, fabrics and props. Both boys were again wide eyes with wonder and a glistening gleam of excitement. Clothing, jewelry, lingerie to hats, feathers and shoes filled the racks and shelves around the room. Bones smiled next to them and walked out ahead of them to great the man currently doing a photo shoot.

"Come back when I'm not working, can't you see I'm busy here?" Bones cleared his throat with a glare and risen brow and the man turned around catching sight of the southern man giving him a wide sheepish grin.

"Leo! Why didn't you tell me you were comin?!" Bones rolled his eyes coming in for an embrace.

"I did, I called you a week ago to get your ass for the day!"

"Tell me about it, I don't even have time for a damn sandwich- I'm starving here! I'm up to my hair with the clients, especially the one you keep bringing in." Bones laughed giving him an apologetic smile. Jim and Chekov just shifted their weight awkwardly waiting to be acknowledged in the background. The simple movement made them more obvious and the man found himself curiously looking over Bones to catch a glimpse of the boys. The man smacked Bones arm pushing past him to greet the boys.

"Didn't your mother teach you any manners you ol' grump? Montgomery Scott at your service, but you can call me Scotty, and you might be?" Chekov shied away but Jim pulled him firmly to his side with a grin.

"Jim Kirk, and this is Pavel Chekov."

"Jimmy and the Russian beauty, I like it!" Chekov giggled as his hand was taken and kissed with a wink form the Scotsman. Bones glared at the flirting man bushing him away and towards the camera set.

"Alright, alright enough-"

"I was only sayin hello"

"And hello means a lot more than a friendly greeting. Look I came here for a real reason and I promise to pay you extra if you don't complain this time." Scotty glared at the man before nodding.

"Fine. Put in a sandwich and we have a deal. Damn catalog… Never gives me a break, you two are different, you're nice! You should've seen the last one; she almost killed me with her heels when I touched her." Chekov laughed walking over to look through the clothes on the racks. Jim was already putting on hats and sunglasses making bones laugh.

"Scotty that's your fault for being a perv-"
"I was trying to fix her angle for the shot!" Bones laughed louder taking a seat by the set.

"Alrighty you two, lets go choose a look for you then get you all Photoshop pretty."

Jim smiled as he went to play with the feathers, that mischievous grin didn't escape the southern mans eyes as he was lead away with Chekov to another room to get dressed or undressed, depending on what Scotty thought would be more appealing. Bones found a growing tightness building below the waist at the thought of seeing Jim's naked form again. This morning was only an accident but he couldn't be happier seeing that well toned tanned beauty walking out the hall like he owned the very ground he stood on. Bones groaned accidentally brushing the hardened length with his hand.

"Damned blonde..."

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Scotty looked the boys over as they stood in the dressing room. He twirled them in circles and walked around them so many times they were beginning to get dizzy. The Scotsman stood in front of them again with his thumb on his bottom lip in thought. The room went silent making the boys fidget with discomfort under the stare, it was very intimidating and they both wondered if they were being judged. Getting into this Jim didn't give it a second thought and he didn't ask questions either, that's just how it was with him. Shoot first, ask questions later. Though this time he wished he had asked more before getting into things because this was ridiculous. He knew Bones said this was professional but the amount of time being put into this was almost scary. It had booklets, possibly a secret website, a personal photographer, and then there was Sulu. Jim didn't even know what Sulu's part in this actually was; he just knew he worked for Bones too. A loud snap made them jump back and they blinked seeing Scotty with a wide grin.

"Okay, so we'll go simple with you two. I'll call in the make-up artist so she can see you guys, but first let's get you out those clothes and into something more… simple? Now strip to your Calvin Klein's." He said with a smirk. Scotty gave them a quick glance guessing their sizes and handed them some simple white tanks and faded jeans and light blue button up shirts. Chekov glanced at the clothes with a smile, his eyes relaxed and his shoulders fell with relief.

"Thank God, I thought we were gonna take these pics in the nude." Scotty chuckled coming out with boxes of selected jewelry that Jim eyed like candy to a child.

"Didn't Bones tell you?" The boy frowned taking off his pants and put on the new ones.

"Tell us what?"

"We're doing a double panel shot, one with clothes and one in the nude. Well… mostly nude." Chekov's jaw dropped and quickly turned to glare at Jim, the blonde looked up hearing the room go silent catching sight of the boys angered face.

"What? What did I do?" Chekov sighed putting on his shirt roughly.

"I'm gonna kill you when we get home." Scotty grinned looking between the boys.

"Oh I definitely like you two."

Twenty minutes later the boys were out with HD TV make-up, as Jim labeled it, and were being posed for the photos. Bones sat by the computer watching every shot be transferred to a laptop deciding which ones were finals, he was impressed. He didn't think the boys could do more than pull off a pretty face, but they proved him wrong. When Jim walked in front of the camera and the first flash came out Scotty didn't even have to direct him. Perfect curves and seductive expressions filled every shot. Some were more serious and he wondered if the blonde was ever a model because almost every shot was perfect. Bones almost fell out of his seat when the first half nude shot came threw. It was simple, a perfectly clean shot, with Jim taking off his shirt. His head lowered onto his raised shoulder, eyes looking down showing a full set of darkened lashes and slightly parted lips tinted a peachy pink made the shot look absolutely stunning. Just the slightest bit of exposed skin from his shoulder blades made it look almost angelic and mystifying. He was so entranced by the image he hadn't noticed the soft padding of feet walking his way or the fact that a dozen more shots had been taken since he spaced out. Bones smelt the strong fragrance of cologne and looked up jumping when he saw the blonde standing besides him with a smirk.

"Holy shit Jim, don't do that! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" Jim didn't speak as he crawled on top of the man making him stuttering mess; the echo of flashes in the background as he threaded his fingers through thick darkened locks. Bones melted to the touch.

"Wh- What are you doing…?" Jim chuckled seeing the older man's flushed face but continued to settle himself on the mans lap. "Can't I sit with you?" Bones grumbled something inaudible making the blonde chuckle knowing he was trying hard not get turned on with the way Jim's hips kept rolling onto his groin.

"I don't think we have the same definition for sitting then 'cause what you're doing isn't called sitting…" Jim laughed turning around in Bones lap to look at the pictures showing up on the laptop. He glanced back to Chekov watching his lay on the floor with a seductive pose and glanced back to screen.

"Ooh look at Pasha! Keep this one Bones this one's good."

Bones looked over Jims shoulder to see the shot humming to himself with an approving nod. Chekov's innocently angelic features gave him the advantage. The pretty pale porcelain skin shined beautifully against the flash of the camera. Chekov had a hand running through his hair and the other lower, finger tips caressing the edge of his chin. A diamond collar sparkled on his neck, eyes half closed with seductive parted lips, and the slightest peek of his teeth could be seen. Scotty moved away from the camera with a smile.

"The kids a natural! I can't believe I never met you two, you guys are something else… Wow…" Chekov blushed following Scotty to another set up posed again with no hesitation. The boys moves were elegant, every shot was too angelic, too innocent, and they made Bones bite his bottom lip in thought before he sighed scooting Jim off his lap and walked over to the set.

"Stop."

Chekov flinched at the harsh tone; Scotty looked back with a look of confusion.

"What's wrong? They all looked good to me-"

"That's exactly it Scotty, they're too good. They're too nice and innocent, I need something more form you kid…" Chekov sat stood there blinking curiously playing with the buttons of his shirt.

"Take off your clothes." The response was so quick Chekov choked on his spit.

"What?" Bones pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly.

"Look, I promise you wont have to do this again after we're done but I need you to show more than just the angelic side of you… Show me you can own that shot, let loose and get a little more daring, a little more teasing."

Jim could see Chekov was uncomfortable but he nodded nervously peeling off his clothes with shaky fingers. Jim walked over taking a black tie and a black eyeliner pen from the self. He stopped Chekov turning him around to darken the edges of his eyes adding a fake mole just beneath his left eye and gave him the tie with a smile.

"You can do this Pav, if I did it so can you."

And Chekov couldn't fight back the smile that curved his lips as he walked back on the set with new determination. The innocent frightened boy was soon forgotten when the next shot were taken, Jim couldn't believe the poses he pulled off with just the simple prop. The boy threw off his briefs lying down on the red silk fabric on his stomach. The darkened corners of his eyes gave the grey eyes a seductive pop and angled his face just enough looking down with half closed lids pulling the loose hanging tie around his like it was choking him.

Scotty readied the next shot and Chekov sat up putting on arm behind him to lean back a little looking at the camera as he pulled the tie with his right. Again the lips were slightly parted and his eyes half closed but the tilt of his head and the shadows cast on his face from the flash gave it a darker more animalistic look. One more shot and Chekov reached down towards his limp member sliding his hand over it with a hiss while his other hand came up his chest. Scotty didn't waste a second taking advantage of the bared teeth from the boys hiss and took the shot. That was it. The perfect shot and Bones loved it. Jim whistled coming over to his friend with a robe to cover the shivering boy.

"Told you had it in ya, you're an animal Chekov! When did you get so smexy?" Chekov laughed putting on the robe gratefully smacking Jim's arm playfully as they went to the back to put on their clothes leaving Scotty and Bones to look at the last shot. Scotty whistled taking a look at the shot with an impressed gaze.

"I don't know how he did it, but the kids got talent. These two are gonna bring a lot of attention Leonard… I hope you know what you're getting yourself into…" Bones grumbled turning to Jims pictures feeling the familiar threading flutter of butterflies run down his stomach below the belt and sighed running a hand through his hair.

"I hope so too…"

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A/N: omg! This damn website i swear! All night i was trying to uploaf this damn chapter it wasnt saving the edits or nothing i hope they saved this time. So that was the photo shoot, I hope I did an alright job on it cuz I was totally spacing out half the time I was writing this. Reviews are hugely appreciated!