The morning went past in a past in a blur, Morgana drove to her apartment which was under 10 minutes away. By that time the sun had almost completely risen so she decided that she would go to the local costa which was just a few minutes down the road. She drove there without any trouble, parking her bike up she dismounted and put her helmet under her arm. She walked in long strides towards the shop, opening the glass door she moved towards the counter. The women being the counter smiled at her in a friendly manner "Morgana" she said happily.
"Hey, Freya" Morgana yawned "can I have a black coffee please and a croissant?"
Freya nodded her head, turning to make the coffee "so.." She began, turning back to Morgana with a mug of black coffee "you're here early today."
"I guess I am" Morgana answered flatly, noticing the petite girls brown bob had some new red layers in it "nice hair."
Freya smiled at her as she leaned down to get the croissant with the pinchers and put it on the plate carefully. She lifted it to the top of the counter and started typing things in on the till.
"Could I have a vanilla latte to go as well please?"
Freya nodded adding that to the bill and Morgana produced a £20 note from her pocket and put it on the counter. She picked up her drink and pastry and moved over to the table in the shops window. She loved to watch the people of London, how they moved around and their daily routines.
She quickly downed her coffee and felt an instant buzz, she then started eating the croissant. She pulled small pieces of the pastry and plopped them into her mouth. It took her five minutes to finish the pastry. She got up quickly, ready to head to work, as she passed the counter she picked up her latte that was labelled with her name.
She hobbled over to her bike, struggling against her heels. And sat herself down on the bike and put her coffee into the cup holder.
She looked down at her watch which read 7.50am. She had exactly 20 minutes to get to her job, luckily enough the photo shot was being held at Camelot industries so she could make it there in about 10 minutes. She drove fast down the roads hoping that she wouldn't be caught by the police for going to fast. Within 10 minutes she was at the all building that had a dragon on the front and read Camelot in bold letters. She smiled a herself before dismounting the bike and walking into the reception. It was decorated mainly using white and black but with bold candy red scattered thought. The rest of the building was the same, she knew this from her tours through the floors with her father and her brother.
The receptionist waved at her frantically "Morgana, Morgana" she yelled as she approached the desk. Morgana felt a twinge of guilt, she believed the girls name to be Sophia but she couldn't be sure. Morgana smiled politely and Sophia continued "your father sends his regards and would appreciate it if you could see him after you've finished, his assistant Catarina also sends this." She handed her an envelope full of paper and her ID pas. "Your on the lower level today, Level 3 room 31A" she finished and smiled again.
"Thank you" Morgana replied before heading to the lift and pressing the button to the third floor. She was alone in the lift which she was glad about, a the doors closed she could of sworn she saw a firmiliar ebony haired man. The doors close before she can get a good look at the man. She gulped down the warm vanilla latte.
She pushed the thought from her mind and waited for the doors to open, when they did she stepped out of them and walked down the corridor until she reached room 31A. She took a deep breath before knocking loudly on the door. It opened almost instantly and a lively blonde haired women was standing there.
"You must be Morgana. Omg you are like perfect for this campaign, I had a great feeling when I saw your pictures." She said quickly "come in"
She lead Morgana into the big studio which was separated into smaller sections with a variety of different props. She lead her to a black haired man who was standing talking to a much younger looking photographer, he must be in charge of the campaign she thought. He turned around and quickly looked her up and down "wow, Morgana you really are perfect for this shoot" he says happily, extending his arm "I'm Agrivane, the project leader and photographer. This is Marcus the joiner photographer for today" he says gesturing to the younger man after shaking her hand.
The young blonde leads Morgana towards the dressing room, which is full of lots of different colour outfits. There was a curtain for her to dress behind and a table with two chairs and a big mirror. The table was covered with various hair and make up items, the blonde watched as Morgana stood in awe of the changing room.
"I forgot to say, I'm Emeli and I will be your stylist." She said quickly "if you'd like to get undressed behind the curtain then we can get you ready for the first part of the shoot." She grabbed a hanger with a white bra and frilly knickers on, a sheer hooded floor length cape was also attached. Morgana took the hanger from her and walked behind the curtain. She peeled off her own clothes and pulled on the white ensemble quickly.
"Morgana" Emeli said from the other side of the curtain "the man your doing the shoot with has just arrived and would love to meet you if your decent."
"Yeah I'm decent." She replied pulling back the curtain, Emeli gasped at the sight of her a big smile plastered on her face.
"You look great" she stated, walking behind her to help fasten the cape "I'll be back into minutes to do your hair and make up" she said before walking out of the room.
"Put on the white shoes with silver heels" she called as the door closed. Morgana followed the instructions and slipped on the shoes. She heard the door open behind her and waved her hand towards it.
"Hey" she started "I'm Morgana" she turned to see Merlin standing awkwardly but the door. "Merlin?" she said simply, questioning herself rather than him.
"In the flesh" he said mockingly, a hit of annoyance in his voice.
"Merlin, I'm sorry about last night..." She started but he cut her off interrupting.
"What are you playing at? I was worried sick, I didn't know what to think." He says sternly.
Morgana looked at him plainly, a puzzled look on her face "but I thought that after I told you, you wouldn't want to see me again. I thought it would be better if I just left."
Merlin sighed, rubbing his hands through his hair and closing the space between them "how can you be so wrong all the time Morgana?" He questions her. "I know that we haven't known each other long I thought I could trust you."
Morgana takes a step back, she feels like she's been punched in the stomach. She bends over for a minute before straightening up and facing him.
"I'm scared Merlin." She manages to say, as she fights agains the tears forming in her eyes. "I am scared of my feelings for you. Of what will happen when Mordred finds me again and what will happen if he finds out that I'm with someone else." She blurts out.
Merlin steps towards her, he puts one hand on his shoulder and uses the other to wipe the tear that has fallen down her face. "Morgana none of that matters now. What matters is you and me, and how we feel about each other" he says delicately. Lifting her head with his hand, he presses his lips gently against hers. She pushes her lips back against his. He abruptly pushes away when he hears the door open and Emeli appears once more with a pair of ripped white jeans. She hands them to merlin who moves behind the curtain to get changed.
Morgana sits in the chair in front of the mirror and Emeli begins to apply various different things to her face. Foundations and blusters, a thin line of eyeliner and a generous amount of mascara to curl her lashes in the right direction. She finishes by applying nude lipstick and a clear gloss. She then brushes Morgana's curly hair into soft wavy curls, using a silver clip she fastens the top section at the back of her head, leaving a few curls loose around her face.
Morgana take a minute to look at herself, barely noticing Merlin in the mirror, watching her. He winks at her quickly and she blushes. Emeli walks over to merlin and flattens his hair, pushing it to one side before brushing his face with a small amount of foundation. He smiles at Morgana and extends his hand to her. Her leads her to the set which is pure black, with a spotlight in the middle. They stand in the middle as Agrivane tells them various poses to try out "Merlin if you kneel down, Morgana you stand above him and put your leg on his shoulder. " they follow his instructions "yes that looks good" he says as he and Marcus start taking pictures. Merlin takes the lead in the shoot turning his head to her leg and kissing it gently. She gasps at this and struggles to keep her face smiling. After about ten minutes they move onto another shoot with costume changes. Morgana is forced into a lace balcony bra which is decorated with dangling silver chains and charms. The matching thong shows most of her backside but the chains at the front cleverly cover her modesty. Her shoes are also black with silver chains, the heels sky high and almost impossible to walk in. Emeli quickly messes her curls back into their original messiness before pushing her into the white set with a long wooden table. Merlin is there already, sitting on the white leather chair in tight black jeans with matching silver chains. He however is wearing comfortable black converse and no shirt. His hair is messy and sexy.
Agrivane speaks anxiously "Morgana could you just sit yourself on the table in front of Merlin." She follows his instructions and waits for the next command. "For this I want to see pleasure, ok?" They both nod at him before looking back at each other.
Morgana lies back on the table, facing the camera and arching her back up. Merlin follows her lead and hooks his arms underneath her back and leans above her, he also looks at the camera before turning his gaze to her and kissing her stomach lightly. She is surprised by this and moves forwards pushing him backwards into the chair, she takes the opportunity to straddle him and kisses his neck repeatedly. He almost moaned but instead laughed to hide his enjoyment of the kisses.
Agrivane's shouts "okay I think we got it. Get ready for the next shoot then were done for the day" and Morgana snaps back into reality, realising that she has become carried away with the task. She blushes and looks at Merlin who is also blushing.
Her next outfit is made completely of leather, the top is a short black leather shirt that has a deep v, which is fastened with a scarlet ribbon at the front. Her boobs are pushed up by the tight material creating a cleavage to die for. The bottoms are leather Brazilian style knickers that reveal sections of her bum cheeks, the waistband low showing her hip bones. She slips on red shoes and matching lipstick and find merlin standing in tight leather trousers and a pair of red converse. She walks towards him and lies on the red fury rug that is on the floor. Merlin lies behind her, his body pressed tightly against hers. She gives a cheeky smile before rolling on top of him, caging him in with her arms. Her hair falls into her face and someone runs over to push it back behind her ear quickly before taking a variety of pictures.
They wrap up the shoot quickly and return to get changed.
"So..." Merlin says as Morgana comes out from behind the curtain wearing her leather trousers and his Metallica top. "I thought that maybe we could have lunch, if you don't have plans?" He asks hopefully. She can barely contain her smile as she pulls on her leather jacket.
"I would love to Merlin, but I have to go see my father quickly."
He nods at her."do you want me to come with me?" He asks hopefully.
"Yeah" she answers "I'd like that." Smiling as they walk towards the elevator.