Photographer's POV
"Max, you're off your game! The performance must have been too much for you. We still need some photos. Do you want to take a short break?", I ask Max, who is sitting tensely on the chair while Nat hugs him from behind.
Otherwise, it's always Nat who has to collect himself first during the poses.
Sometimes he even has to be touched up because the blush shows through too much.
Now he stands behind Max, leans forward and presses his cheek against the deep red Max.
So smart.
Nats gaze is full of devotion.
And Max's eyes almost tremble with embarrassment.
Funny!
I love my work!
Nat's smirk is just too adorable.
He squints at Max as he presses his face even harder against his cheek.
Max looks in a rage.
Too funny!
"Max, can you hear me?", I try to reach the usually cool man.
Shooting Max is always a delight.
He is very good looking and knows how to present himself.
A feast for the eyes.
But Max seems to have just left.
Instead, Nat winks at me.
He puts his hand on Max's glowing cheek and gives him a peck on the other.
Max twitches and bites his lower lip.
And my finger knows on its own when to snap.
Stunning image.
"It's okay, we'll take a short break! I'll take care of my Pi!", Nat replies to me, letting Max out of his confinement.
And I see Max finally exhale and look longingly after Nong Nat, who leaves the room.
And finally Max looks at me.
"Are you okay?", I ask him with a grin.
He just nods.
"Are you running a fever?", I ask wryly.
He smiles.
"The choreography was very exhausting today. I guess another photo shoot after that is too much," he explains.
We both act as if this is actually something special.
As if they don't otherwise race from appointment to appointment.
Always fresh and sexy.
Max is never frazzled.
"Okay. I'll give you guys a break. A few more photos it will be. Nat can take care of you for a bit now!", I grin.
Max averts his gaze and scratches his head.
And, speak of the devil.
Nat comes into the room with a glass of water in one hand and a cold pack in the other, walks lithely toward Max, and sits on his lap.
I have to stifle a laugh when I see the look on Max's face.
His nong shocks him.
Nat begins to cool his pi's face with the cold pack.
He holds the glass of water in front of his lips.
A sweet smile is also given to Max.
What a sight.
Max squints at Nat and can't suppress his smile.
He is captured by his nong.
Can't move.
Only allowing the loving care of his Nat.
I reach for my camera and start snapping wildly.
It turns out terrific.
They look so natural.
There can't be better photos than this.
Their love is so visible.
Nat strokes Max's face while he drinks.
And then as a reward, he kisses him on the forehead.
Strokes his hair.
Max is obviously embarrassed and squints at the floor as Nat cools him and seeks his gaze.
And when Nat leans over and whispers something in Max's ear, Max reaches into Nat's jacket with both hands.
His grip is firm.
From his waist back to his back.
He holds him tighter and tighter and the look in his eyes will be captured forever.
Awesome!
I'm thrilled.
What was he whispering to him.
Max's skin glows and he claws deeper and deeper into Nat's back.
Oh my God!
I should not be here.
But the world deserves these pictures.
Nat starts giggling and throws his head back.
And Max's eyes caress his neck, which stretches out toward him.
What are they both doing?
Max is supposed to be recovering.
He seems all the more heated.
And Nat seems to enjoy it.
He giggles wildly and holds onto Max's neck with both hands.
Okay!
I'm just air.
And why is it so warm in this room.
And by now I have enough photos to drive the fans out of their minds.
"Ah, sorry to bother you!", I clear my throat, admittedly already pretty heated as well, "I think that's enough for today. You can take your clothes off now!", even my statement shocks me, "Eh, I mean you can change your clothes!", I start to laugh out loud.
But they don't seem to hear my good joke.
Nat, meanwhile, is no longer giggling.
He has brought his face close to Max's and his hands tenderly press the meanwhile heated cold pack against his face.
And his body softly adapts to the firm pressure of Max's hands.
I just can't take my eyes off him.
How stunning they look together.
Maxnat is one.
And I'm with them.
And the sudden sound snaps us all out of our trance.
"Are you through?" shouts P'Aof into the room.
That hero.
Our director with an eye for the perfect cast.
The creator of new fan dreams.
"P'Aof, you should have been at that photo shoot. Maxnat really blew me away!", I report with glowing cheeks.
"Yes, these two are going to conquer the world in their own series!" his eyes twinkle, "We want to go with the crew, have dinner, are you coming?" he directs his question to Max and Nat.
And to everyone's surprise, Nat replies, as if shot out of a gun, "No, we're tired and we're going home!"
Max.
Usually it's Max who speaks.
He determines.
He directs.
Max, who looks at P'Aof, completely perplexed.
He grins, nods and says goodbye.
I see Nat confidently get off Max's lap and begin to gather her things.
And I start too, but can't take my eyes off Max.
He is still in shock.
His Nong Nat is being called Pi Nat more and more often lately by the screaming fans.
He seems to be just realizing that now.
Yes, Max, your Nat is not just a Nong anymore!
Pi Nat is to blame for you not being able to stand up right now.
And I'm happy as a teenager about this moment.
What the two of them demonstrated here at the shoot.
How Nat just dominates Max.
How Max is completely at his mercy.
Haha.
Calm down, my heart!
I need to develop the images immediately.