"Don't be so angry. I won't harm you. Everything will be as you want. On your terms… Let me just take a couple of pictures..."
The teen did not answer, and Sean, taking gently his hand, led him out into the corridor to elevator that drove them to the tenth floor.
The doors opened in a spacious apartment with large windows from floor to ceiling to a vast city with numerous skyscrapers.
"What is that place?"
"Viroil! Never been here?"
Eliot glared into the distance perplexedly.
"Feel yourself comfy, you will live with me for a while", - Sean was extremely affectionate in his voice.
"You promised back me my home!"
"I'll do it in a couple of days. We will make some photo shoots here, but you need to relax well ... so that the pictures shine from your good mood. I promise the safety for you and I'll pay you much more than a bartending job."
To Sean's surprise, Eliot easily agreed and began to look around the three-room apartment with lux bathroom. There was impossible to escape: blind double-glazed windows and the only exit through the elevator, which works only with a coded key.
"This place is like a prison…" - the young man concluded aloud, glancing at the video camera in Sean's hands. - Are you already filming?"
"Ha-ha! So what are your thoughts on my apartment? Don't worry, act natural in front of the camera. Do you want to eat? What to cook for you?"
"Um… - Eliot drawled in confusion. - Will you cook for me? I can do it myself... a sandwich… maybe."
"Let me take care of you. You are my guest, not a prisoner!"
That Sean had decided to woo and please Eliot was too obvious. He set the table for him with beautiful plates and fresh meals: mouth-watering puff pastries with raisins in custard and fragrant cheese with slices of tropical fruits caused a sharp hunger attack.
By courteous conversations and care, Sean tried to emphasize how much he liked his pretty guest.
"I hope I don't have to pay for a delicious snacks?" - Eliot said coldly after the treat, wiping his dainty long fingers with a wet tissue. — Your gaze at me… so… I feel uncomfortable."
"A-ha-ha! I would like something, but I don't dare to ask… - Sean chuckled with a snow-white smile. — You are like a dream, so attractive in that sense and fire up my fantasies, I admit it."
"So you are a gay… Of course you are! So good looking and neat man…"
"Hmm… Bisexual actually."
"I see… My appearance always bothers me undue attention and harassment!"
"Not only your delicate face and body are mesmerizing, but your radiance from within. You seem cold and arrogant, but you are sensual and vulnerable. I'm sorry to upset you to tears."
"Do you always do this to those you like?"
"No-o-o! No way! You refused me cooperation and it hurt me. Usually youth immediately agree to a model career. Also, your relationship with Daniel was very upsetting. The spoiled rich guy clung to you like a tick, even ran away from home, making his and your parents suffer. Such an egoist and possessive… I spoke to him, he was so rude and aggressive! Threatened to kill me! Typical abuser! I thought you need help actually… Why did you agree to such conditions: to stuck with him at the bottom of life only because of his insane passion for you? You deserve much more: wealth, respect, influential friends."
"I do not need it!"
"What do you want from life?"
"Nothing…"
"Ow! It's clear! Your position is a detached contemplation of this crazy world. You descended from heaven to sinful earth for some purpose..."
"Sounds a bit caustic to me. Even though you don't know me at all."
"I want to know! I like you! To become a close friend and support you. Is it possible?"
Eliot chuckled and shrugged.
"Say what things do you like? Mmm…" - Sean continued to smile dazzlingly and bewitchingly, resting his manly chin in palm. — I'm listening, sweetheart. You need help for better life! I can provide it!"
His image of a soulful guy with a luxurious mane of short blond curls and sparkling emerald eyes with thick brown eyelashes was fascinating.
"I think you're getting too carried away with me. Get on with your work and stop staring at me," - Eliot snapped angrily.
"Wow, nice slap at the face! I like it, - Sean laughed. - You are acting like an adult."
"I am adult!"
"Sure…"
He grabbed the camera and did fast shots of the frozen Eliot.
"Magnificent! - Sean was satisfied looking the result on the camera screen. - Don't be so tense, be natural... I'll show your photos to my clients today, and tomorrow I'll back you home."
The young man obediently posed for him for about an hour, following the commands: where to turn his head or direct his gaze.
"Relax and enjoy amenities here while I'm going to the office on business and please… don't do anything stupid. Ok?" - the photographer winked and rode the elevator down.
In the evening, returning to the apartment, Sean continued to flirt with Eliot, finding him pampered in a warm bubbling jacuzzi.
"Oh, I see, you have already settled in and relaxed completely!"
He entered into the unlocked bathroom, slowly exposing himself from the clothes. Eliot turned away, embarrassed by the naked slim hairless muscular body, but didn't move.
"Can I take a bath with you after a working day? - Sean, pleased that Eliot hadn't jumped out of the tub, dipped into the foamy water, sitting opposite.
"Embarrassed? You don't like my body?"
"I don't care! I'm not gay at all!" - Eliot blurted out.
"Not gay!? - Sean wondered playfully with a smirk. - Did you live with a guy? How so?"
"He wanted it so much, but I had nowhere to go from his caress. He followed me..."
"Forced?"