𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛
"𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚒𝚝, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕. 𝚂𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊."
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
Full Name: Cameron James Beck
Aliases/Nicknames: Beck, Cam (Y/N)
Nationality: American
Birthplace: Queens, New York City
Current Residence: Brooklyn, New York City
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 22
Zodiac Sign: Virgo (♍︎)
Birthday: August 23
𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
Height: 5’10/177cm
Weight: 150 lbs/68kg
Eye Color: Green-Hazel
Hair Color: Golden Blonde
Race: White
Tattoos/Piercings: Snake Tattoo (Left Forearm), Sun Tattoo (Upper Back), Angel Numbers (Collarbone), Conch and Lobe Piercing
Other Identifying Features: N/A
𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
Parents: Jonathan Beck, Charlotte Lambert
Siblings: Olivia Beck
Extended Family: Elizabeth Lambert (Maternal Aunt), Colleen Graziano (Maternal Aunt), Christopher Graziano (Uncle), Mia Graziano (Cousin), Noah Graziano (Cousin), Matilda Lambert (Maternal Grandmother)
Friends: Jack Hamilton, Louis Fontaine, Jesse Navarro
Spouse/Partner(s): Y/N (Girlfriend)
Other Notable Persons: Madeline Ashford (Ex-Girlfriend)
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂
Language(s) Spoken: English
MBTI: ISFP-A
Profession: Freelance Photographer/College Student
Hobbies: Photography, Instagram, Finding New Music to Listen Too, Surfing, Hanging out With His Friends, Playing Just Dance with His Sister
Likes: His Family, His Friends, Y/N, The Beach, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Chicken Parm, Big Cities, Photography, TV Girl, Summer
Dislikes: His Dad, His Ex, Really fluffy Cats (He’s Allergic), Cilantro, Any of His Sisters Boyfriends
Positive Traits: Creative, Attentive, Hot, Doting, Charming, Personable, Smart, “Cool Boy”
Negative Traits: Manipulative, Selfish, Possessive, Anxious, Daddy Issue
Yandere Type (Based on Yandere MBTI): RDML
Your boyfriend is perfect.
Kind, talented, a gentleman, hot, successful—the kind of boy you were thrilled to take home to your parents when the time came. Your friends swooned over him when you first introduced him, asking you how you got so lucky.
And most days, you do feel really lucky to be dating Cameron Beck.
But then, there’s also days like today…
“Oh… that’s it honey. Fuck, you’re so gorgeous… arch your back for me a little and tilt your head to the right. There! Yes! Stay right there for me.”
You hear the sound of the shutter going off to your right and are blinded by the flash. He circles your bed with his Nikon aimed at your body, completely naked with the exception of the tiny thong he’d given you for “modesty purposes”. He’s been at it for hours—making you bend this way and that so you can help him finish his experimental photography final. Something about sex and expression and love—very typical of your boyfriend. He’s always been a romantic.
“Do you know how much longer this is gonna take, Cam?” you shuffle nervously, “I’m supposed to see my friends tonight for—”
“—Ah ah ah! Don’t move!” He interrupts, holding his hand up as he snaps another picture. You sheepishly stop squirming and look back at the lense, “That’s it… atta girl~”
You blush as he takes the next round of photos, commenting how ‘great the contrast between these and the ones of you masturbating are gonna be’ much to your embarrassment. You wait until he finally pulls his camera down and starts flicking through the pictures to try again.
“Baby, I was saying earlier that it’s Katie’s birthday today. I’m supposed to go out with her and Sarah tonight. Do you think we’ll be wrapping up anytime soon?” you try, hopefully.
“Hm? Oh yeah…” he mumbles, not looking up from the camera. Too transfixed by your sinful body to think about your whore friends, “It’s probably gonna be a little longer babe. You wanna pause real quick and text them that you can’t come?”
Your heart sinks. You haven’t seen your two best friends in over three months now. It seemed like every time you made plans something would come up—he needed your help with a photoshoot he was doing downtown or his friend gave him tickets to go see a broadway show at the last minute and he was really hoping you’d go with him.
You loved spending time with Cameron, you really did, but he’s a little suffocating.
“Are you sure we can’t finish tomorrow? I was really hoping to go—”
“Nope. Sorry cutie. I need to edit tomorrow and then at two I’ve got a shoot with some influencer dude in Soho… Oh, this one’s nice, wanna see baby–”
He looks up from his camera to see your eyes watering. He smiles sheepishly, crawling onto the bed and caressing your face, leaving a soft kiss on your nose.
“Y’know, you’re lovely when you cry, but there’s no reason to be sad, honey.” he pushes a strand of hair behind your ear, “Katie’s at NYU, right? I’ll drop off her gift when I’m in Manhattan tomorrow and give her a personal apology for keeping you.”
You sniffle, “Are you sure, Cam? I mean, NYU’s a little out of the way—”
“Sh sh sh… Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. Let me take care of everything.” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your temple.
He pulls you in close to his chest and strokes your hair. Part of you feels like you should be grateful. You know past boyfriends wouldn’t have been willing to go out of their way to drop your gift off, but your past boyfriends probably would have let you go tonight.
Plus, the last time you tried to argue with him about not being able to see your friends, he’d gotten so distraught he started crying. On his knees, gripping your shirt for dear life as he begged you not to leave. You comforted him, despite your better judgment. He's always been sensitive and you knew he had attachment issues because of his Dad. What kind of girlfriend would you be if you didn’t make him feel better?
He lapped away at your pussy that night, worshiping your body with little whimpers as he made love to you. Still, it felt strange that you ended up feeling guilty for wanting to do something as simple as seeing your friends.
“...thank you.” you finally concede, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. The photoshoot has been long and exhausting and you didn’t want to upset him again.
“Of course baby, you know I’d do anything for my girl.” he says, smiling down at you with that loving look in his beautiful hazel eyes he knew you couldn’t resist, “Tell you what, once we’re done I’ll take you to that Thai place you like and and after…” he kisses a teasing trail of kisses up down your neck and to your nipple, making your breath hitch as he rolls the little bud on his tongue, “I’ll make you cum over and over until you forget all about your stupid friends, yeah?”
You think of your friends for a moment, shaking their heads as they read your excuse for bailing yet again. How much longer would they put up with it? They have to be tired of the excuses by now.
You manage a shaky smile as he captures your lips in his own.
“That sounds great, baby. Thank you.”
