Being a model wasn’t something that Krystal had always wished to do. She was a woman who preferred comfort over fashion and rarely wore the clothing gifted to her from shoots. However it did have its perks and one of those perks were the attractive male models that she got to work with. She wasn’t exactly promiscuous but that didn’t mean she couldn’t both look and enjoy the view, occasionally touching too when the shoot called for closeness.
Lucky for her the day that she had been dreading for a renowned perfectionist of a photographer was also a day that she had been paired up with an extremely attractive male and once the introductions were out the way she had her arms around his neck, chest pushed flush against his own as she stared up into his eyes with a look of want that the photographer demanded.