Happy New Years Eve! (Or New Years for some people!) 2022 has definitely had its ups and downs for me, but wanted to try to end on a high note by drawing out funny doodles of some happy memories this year brought for me.
Biggest highlight was being promoted to storyboard director on Santiago of the Seas. Was very hesitant at first because of my lack of experience compared to the other directors, but grew to love it by the end of the season! Also directing some Pepito episodes was a big plus.xD Other fun highlights was getting invited to sit in on a VA recording session (I think everyone can guess for what character). Got to pitch some episode ideas at a writer's summit (maybe one day I'll reveal what I pitched) and official merch came out this year! Yay toys! Probably the best, most amazing memory of 2022 was BABY GOAT CINEMA!!! It would be a crime for me not to add in the most amazing experience anyone can endure- watching Disney movies with dozens of goats piled upon you.xP Got to bond with family (especially my youngest niece) on a long trip. Experienced my first class reunion which I enjoyed a lot. Also had a lot of random fun with the crew at the studio, especially decoration wise. Would show the chalk drawing but it has a tiny spoiler.xP
So that's a small snippet of what 2022 brought. The last months of this year have been on a low end for me, but I hope 2023 can bring some bright new possibilities, more happy memories, and some more fun drawings to share with everyone. So Happy New Year to everyone!
PROMPT: Can you write a story about Majim being left behind after a photoshoot. Then Jim decided to play with the camera and take pictures of her, only he wanted to take a better picture of her back tattoo and things get steamy when she gives him a better view?
Hope you like this one :)
Studio Fun [MAJIM FANTASIES]
Rating: M
Jim was in the back hall where the only wash room of the photo studio was located. The cast had a quick photo shoot for TV Guide and they finished a while ago. Mayim asked him to stay while she changes clothes for a university talk that she’s holding that same day. Not wanting to have to stay in the studio alone after everyone else left. Mayim figured it will save her some time if she drives directly from the studio to the university, instead of driving back home first. Mayim promised Jim she would not keep him long. However It has been over twenty minutes and Jim was getting a little impatient so he knocked on the door.
“Mayim, what’s taking you so long?” he asked through the door a tinge of annoyance in his voice.
“I’m coming out, just a sec,” she called from the inside. Mayim had been applying light make up since she won’t be able to get help from her stylists today. She didn’t realize she’s been inside for a while. She quickly packed her things, and headed for the door. Mayim went out as promised and she was now wearing a floral dress together with a denim jacket. Jim looked her up and down as she made her way closer to him.
“What?” she asks.
“Uh… Nothing. That… You look great,” he compliments.
“Oh, well thanks. And sorry to keep you waiting,” she replied.
“That’s okay. Ready to go?” he asked.
“Yes. Let’s go,” she said, starting to walk out of the short hall to where the shoot was held.
“So did everybody els—"she stopped when the room came into view and they saw that no one else was there.
"Where did everyone go?” Jim asked, looking at her, then at the room in front of them. The cameras and the lighting equipment were all still there, but not even the studio people were there anymore.
Mayim looked at her watch and saw it was fifteen minutes past, twelve already.“Oh no.” She moans “ I think they went to lunch. It’s already noon.”
“Well let’s just get out of here,” he suggested and walked towards the door. He turned it but was surprised to find it locked. He tried turning it again, but it was really locked. From the looks of it, it was locked from the outside.
“Shit, the door’s locked!” he muttered.
“What? Are you sure?” she asks, in disbelief.
“Yeah. I think the staff didn’t see us go in the back before they left,” Jim said, sounding frustrated.
“Your phone?” she asked.
“What about my phone?” he asked back.
“Call someone! I left my phone in the car,” she said.
“What? Well I also left mine in my car!” he all but screeched.
“I’m sorry! I had no idea we would be locked in here!” she shot back.
Jim realized how high his voice went when he spoke so he looked at her apologetically and tried to calm down. “Okay, let’s look around to see if they have a phone in here or something,” he suggested.
They tried to look for anything that they can use to send out a message to anyone who can get them from the studio, but the only thing available in the room were photography materials. Even the laptop that the photographer was using earlier was nowhere. They suspected he took it with him. When they realized they didn’t have any chance of getting any messages out to help them, they gave up and sat on the couch instead.
“I don’t think I can make it to the university,” Mayim said. Jim looked at her downcast face and sighed. He knew how much she liked being a speaker to students who are interested in joining the STEM program. He reached out and patted her hand.
“That’s still four hours away. It’s only a two and a half hour drive. I’m sure someone will be here in an hour to let us out,” he tried to reassure her.
She appreciated his effort, but it wasn’t enough for her to stop worrying. It probably would have been okay if she got to notify the university about why she can’t make it. But they were trapped in a photography studio and there was no way to get any word out. Jim can tell that his words didn’t do much for her. He looked around and spotted one of the SLR’s on the table. An idea struck him. He stood up and walked over to pick it up. He tried and got excited when the camera came on. He tested it, pointing the lens at Mayim. The flash went off and Mayim looked up at him. He was smiling at the camera, apparently amused by the shot he just took.
“What are you doing?” she asked, standing up to try and see her picture. He playfully moved the camera away from her and shook his index finger in front of her.
“No peeking. C'mon, while waiting, let’s have fun with these equipment. I mean, we’re inside a professional studio, might as well take advantage of it,” he said slyly ,taking another photo of her.
“Jim! Stop that!” she tells him attempting to be stern but her smile gives her away.
Jim kept focusing the camera at her, taking as many photos as he can. Mayim tries running away from him. Running around the studio hiding behind things to block his attempt to photograph her. Mayim dashes from behind a prop to get away from him but he caught her arm. Jim tried to pull her closer. The action made him pull her denim jacket off her shoulder a bit, which was enough for him to get a glance of her back tattoo.
Normally she dressed in clothes that barely show any skin, he always finds himself entranced when that sight is presented to him. Since she was turned away from him, he got a quick glance of the symbol imprinted on her upper back. Jim loved her tattoo, a little reminder she was wilder than she let on. That in spite of her straight laced image there was a naughty girl side of her. A side sometimes only he got to see. He was so entranced by her exposed skin, the intricate pattern of ink that she breaks away from him. Making her way to a prop couch set up in the middle of the room. Mayim sits down on it and Jim walks up behind her.
“I want to take a photo of your tattoo,” he said his voice deep and sexy as he moves a little closer to the couch. He sets his hands on the back of the couch. Framing her shoulders with his arms.
“What? Why?” she asked. She tried to look over her shoulder to look at the tattoo. He reached out and traced the collar of her jacket, all the while looking at her. Something in his gaze froze her. She couldn’t do anything but look back. He slowly pushed the jacket down her shoulder. When it showed the tattoo, he lifted the camera up and took a shot of it.
“I want a closer look,” he said, absentmindedly; his gaze, not leaving hers.She slowly turned sideways so he can get a better view of her back. He pushed the jacket a little lower and took another shot. He slowly pushed her so she was completely turning away from him. He traced the lines of the small tattoo and took another shot.
Mayim was now breathing a little heavier and was trying to keep her head from turning and looking at him. She felt his fingers slowly making their way up her shoulders. He then caressed her shoulder with the back of his fingers, slowly moving down her arm, taking the rest of the garment with his movement. He placed the camera down and walked around to join her on the couch. Jim sits so he is behind her, and she is facing away from him.
Mayim held her breath as he moved closer to her. She could feel his warm breath as he pulled her jacket off, her spine peeping through the halter dress underneath. He started trailing kisses on her now exposed back, traveling across her shoulders. When he was done, he made her turn around to face him and he captured her face, looking directly in her eyes, seeking approval.
When she nodded, he slowly closed the distance and kissed her. It started slowly, with him stroking her bare arms the whole time. With their kiss gaining momentum, he urged her to open her mouth with his tongue. She gladly gave access and soon their kisses got more fervent. She started nibbling on his lower lip, her favorite part of kissing him, because that always ignites both of them more.
Jim breaks the kiss only for a moment to stand up and he pulls her up with him. Then he pulls her tight against him. He started kissing her jawline, down to her neck, leaving wet kisses along the way. Mayim was a bit surprised when he lifted her up and walked to the table close to them. He set her down and she sat on the edge. He positioned himself between her thighs and lifted her head to look at him. He kissed her again and she reciprocated with equal enthusiasm. Her hands roamed under his shirts and she slowly caressed his chest, moving down to his flat stomach. He released her face and started to work on the knot of her dress. He lowered the dress and was glad to find that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
Mayim tugged at the hem of his shirt and he took his sweater and undershirt in one, swift move. He went back to kissing her neck and his hands found her breasts. He massaged both with equal pressure and he was rewarded by a soft moan. His kisses went lower until they reached the top of her left breast. He nibbled on it for a while before giving the other the same attention. Mayim held his head closer, not wanting him to stop. He moved up and gave her one more kiss before unbuckling his belt. She assisted him, lowering the zipper and unbuttoning his pants. He lowered his pants, along with his boxers.
No matter how many times they made love, she’ll never get used to his length and its impressive size. He returned to kissing her and one of his hands traveled between her legs and reached for her folds. He fondled with her for a while, making sure she was ready. When he was satisfied with her wetness, he pulled her panties down. He gently laid her on the table, leaning on top of her. He kissed her again and she draped her arms around his neck. While kissing, he pointed himself at her entrance and slowly pushed his length inside her. The initial contact made her open her mouth and hold her breath. He slowly pushed in and out of her and soon they were moving in perfect synchronization.
His thrusts became faster and she had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from screaming. He continued at his pace and soon, she could feel herself getting closer to completion. She pulled his head and kissed him again. He started feeling that he too, was close. He lowered his head and went back to suckling her breasts. After a few more thrusts, both reached their peak almost at the same time. With a final thrust, he finished and laid his head on her chest. They stayed in that position for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath. He then helped her up and they quickly got dressed, remembering that anyone could walk in, any moment now. Each took a turn to wash up in the comfort room. Luckily, the studio staff came back a few minutes after they fixed their looks and sat down on the couch
“Oh, Jim, Mayim. We didn’t know you were still here!” says Jason, the photographer who lead the photoshoot. “Oh my god! We locked you in! I’m so sorry!” he added
Mayim and Jim exchanged knowing looks and turned to the team in front of them.“It’s fine. We did have some fun here,” Mayim reassured
“Yes. She’s right, your equipment are so… Fascinating.” Jim told the group
Jason still muttered some apologies and the two had to convince them it was okay and it was their fault for not telling anyone that they were going to the comfort room in the back. Jim and Mayim barely got out of the studio when he remembered the camera and his shots.
“Give me a moment,” he tells Mayim and he went back in to ask for the camera’s memory card. When he returns, she asks him what he did
“Oh. I just wanted something to remember this day by,” he said holding up the memory card and then winking at her. Jim decided to drive her to her talk that afternoon so they could spend more time together.
