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panting softly through parted lips. As a final touch, he opened one button of the shirt, dragging his fingertips deliberately over the exposed 37
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    skin to pull the shirt slightly open. He smiled right into Nicholas's eyes as he heard a small groan of desire, inaudible to Ashley.
    "Good boy," he said again, and he returned to his camera.
    Nick was acutely aware of every feather-light brush of Damian's fingers against his skin, the thumb smearing the salve on his lips, fingers drawing along his chest, and hands on his shoulders positioning him just so. He forgot that Ashley was even in the studio with them.
    "Damian," Ashley said in a breathy voice. "That looks good."
    "Good enough to eat?" Damian asked softly, so Nick couldn't hear the words, only his voice.
    "Good enough to beat," Ashley concurred, laughing as Damian frowned at him. Having got his cock back under control, he sauntered up behind Damian. "Don't worry; he's yours. You have first dibs."
    "Mine?" Damian was shocked. "I don't want him. I'm done with all that."
    "No, you're not," Ashley said confidently. "Besides, this one's yours, whether you want him or not. He jumps to attention when you speak. Watch." Raising his voice, he called to the boy, "Nicholas, turn to your left just a bit."
    "All right," Nick called back confidently, moving as Ashley had requested.
    "See? Nothing. Now you try."
    Damian looked up and smiled at Nicholas. "Slide down the bar camera right."
    "Yes, sir."
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    Ashley smirked as the boy who'd been so defiant yesterday slid obediently and unerringly in the correct direction, anxiously watching Damian to make sure he was doing right.
    "Thank you," Damian said courteously.
    Nicholas looked as if he'd just opened his Christmas present.
    "See? He's yours," Ashley nudged Damian.
    "Don't want him. Don't want anyone," Damian grumped as he started shooting.
    Sure you don't, but someone wants you even if he doesn't know it yet, Ashley thought shrewdly. And I don't think you're going to have much to say about this one .
    Out loud, he said, "Quit acting such a hermit, Ian. You're only thirty-two! You have many years left to you. Do you want them all to be empty?" He held up a hand to forestall the photographer's hasty retort. "I know; you have your art .
    But are you really going to turn down a chance to bed that lovely creature?" He licked his lips as he turned to look at Nicholas.
    "Unbutton the shirt all the way," Damian called out harshly. He cringed at the wounded look on Nicholas's face as he started to unbutton the shirt.
    Damian strode forward and pulled at the shirt so it lay open over the boy's chest. He muttered, "Sorry, Ashley's taking the piss with me."
    "It's all right," Nick said softly.
    Damian patted the young man's hip absently, looking straight into the questioning brown eyes when he heard the sharp intake of breath. "Take it easy, kid. Not now."
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    Nick nodded, his pupils dilated and his breath panting from him. He just knew his cock was outlined by the tight leather for the two men to see, but he didn't dare to look down to check.
    Damian was all business as he went back to shooting.
    "Okay, Nicholas, take off the shirt now."
    Nick did so, his dark skin gleaming under the lights like dull silk with the slight sheen of sweat.
    "Nice tattoo, Nicholas. When did you get that?" Ashley called out.
    Nick glanced at the bird partly visible on his hip, noticing all at once that the dark trail of hair leading down from his navel was very noticeable in the low-slung pants. "When I came to London to go to school," he answered, and then his gaze flew to meet Damian's.
    The older man was smirking. "Need to take a break, Nicholas?" he teased, but his eyes were serious, questioning whether the boy was really in distress.
    "No!"
    Well. That came out stronger than he'd intended. Nick averted his gaze and realized Ashley was laughing at him too.
    When Damian ordered