[OOC: I'd written my opening post before I was aware that we weren't doing shoots on the first day… so I'm really winging it here. lol]<br/><br/><br/>She smiled softly as he mumbled, he was adorable whether he'd get pissy with her for saying so or not.  Adorable wasn't all that manly to most men so she kept those thoughts to herself and occupied her time by enjoying the shiver that her lips had caused.  "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," she returned, chuckling low in her throat as his arms encircled her.<br/><br/>"Ha! Hey now!" She didn't mind a bit but he had to think that he was getting his revenge, right? Token protests aside, she nuzzled his lips briefly as his hands moved down her hips.  "At least you're smiling. That's always a plus."  She countered his smile with one of her own and stared down at the sexy model that she loved, loved to shoot, and loved to tie up.<br/><br/>"Not sure yet, haven't looked at the pictures.  Shoot isn't over, remember? I still have to shoot you some more."  Her eyes flickered with mischief.  "I'm sure that the one with you bent backward over the curved bondage rack with that pulsing hard on were quite erotic.  I know I enjoyed shooting it."  She grinned, remembering the reinforced half-barrel that was the prop in question, how his legs had been spread and how his cock had waved in the air so proudly and so turgid while he looked so vulnerable.  She didn't see Daniel as a soft man, not by any means, but it was so erotic when she could get him in poses that made him look strong and yet soft and yearning.  It was endearing and stirred something inside of her.<br/><br/>Of course, there was the matter of relieving that stiffness from his body after the shoot was over, one that she'd gladly taken care of.  An issue that she felt pressing against her thigh.  Surreptitiously, she pressed down against him, pushing her body toward his and trapping his erection between them.  He gave her chills quite easily and she was sure that he knew it.  She was also sure that he'd take full advantage of it because he was a scamp like that.  Smirking as he put his hands behind his head, she sat up, still straddling him, perched on top of the covers.<br/>