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In the Eye of a Shutter NetherlandsxPhoto!Reader

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In the Eye of a Shutter



A Photographer! Reader x Netherlands

You took one look and whistled a long and drawn out ‘beee-uuu-teee-ful’ as you looked upon the form of an Adonis in the classic ‘The Think’ pose. You couldn’t help but find your heart beating with a mix of lust and excitement that you assumed to be connected to how beautiful he looked through the eye of a shutter.

“I see what you mean ____ - you’ve really captured his intelligent side in this image… you’ve certainly got a gift!” Belgium chirped in delight as she viewed the photograph coming through the cable on it’s attachment to the computer. There had been so many other photographers given the job of capturing her big brother’s interesting sides but they had all failed miserably! Every one of them had caught his beauty sure enough or a different facet of his personality and yet no one had created something as beautiful as this. “You’ve also got brother’s beauty, fierceness and strength! Don’t you think brother?”

Abel, the Netherlands, gave a gentle grunt of agreement as he replaced his bare chest with a comfortable t-shirt. As he was in the process of putting it on your eyes captured a rather boyish charm and rebellious manner so that you gave a squeak. Abel paused in time to watch you photograph him again and for Belgium to once again squeal with excitement over what a great job you’d done. She shook your shoulder with joy and Abel decided to say something after three hours with a variety of photo shoots in silence.

“I’ve got an idea.” You were startled by how deep and gravelly his voice was, not to mention how it made your spine jingle in delight. You couldn’t help but admit to yourself that being attracted to Abel was even more undeniable when you got to work with him… seeing his picture on all the usual paraphernalia or billboards was one thing, but actually being this close to him was exciting – to think you’d never expected such a thing to happen in your life!

“What’s that brother?” Belgium chimed with her cute kitten-like smile and cheerful voice. She had poured him a glass of water and before he could say anything more he was drinking. You watched his throat jump as he swallowed, your own mouth starting to claim thirst as you watched the rapture of refreshment glow on his soft cheeks, his sweat seem to form and sit upon his head before one slithering water drop past his lips. It turned the soft pale pink darker and drew a line down his neck… making you wish to lunge forward and lick it from his neck. Immediately you picked up the camera and there was a quick flash that earned you a grunt of surprise. Belgium immediately shuffled over and couldn’t help but blush and feel awkward. “That’s a pretty sexy shot… I never thought you had that kind of thing in your brother.”

You chuckled at Belgium’s words, blushing yourself because you knew she was feeling awkward for saying it. Even spotting Abel blushing rather sheepishly you could not help but take another snap and you showed the beauty of a man with true emotions whose awkwardness was nothing compared to the beauty of his eyes, the quirky cuteness of that awkward smile… God he was handsome!

Abel then stood up and went to his sister, patting her shoulder before giving her instructions of what she needed to do today still. Belgium looked at your studio clock and gave a shriek of surprise – she only had an hour before she met up with Spain. At the mention of that name a dark flare emerged in Abel’s expression and this time you used the camera without the flash to improve the dangerous mood of the image. As Belgium turned back to give you a hug and say she’d see you later, she spotted the new image and gave a shudder of surprise. You chuckled once more before clearing your throat and going to get a glass of water.

Once Belgium had disappeared, Abel took another glass of water before turning to look at you. He had done this at the start of the shoot and you had assumed it to be that wise calculating look of a deep thinker. But what Abel was really doing was measuring your beauty himself… he was fascinated by the ability you had to capture beauty in the mundane and the areas someone might not particularly look for it. He spotted the images of the pigeons flying in the park, you’d taken the photo at the point the wings stretched out and the sun shone through the pale feathers… one could see an unusual glory in it that could not be attributed in the humble street pigeon… but then there was you.

He eyed you up, noting your debacle of a clothing arrangement… he was so used to the designer photographer in the latest designs with the neatest hair and the look of a wannabe model. He was used to seeing someone set up a scene with props and so much fakery the model felt the hoped for life of the photographer was being played out. He was used to men taken the photo or women that were so obsessed with seeing him topless that it felt uncomfortable. But you were so different… you wore whatever made you comfortable, your studio was organised and bright but not set up like it was meant to impress and you were comfortable with a few knots visible in your hair from where you’d rushed to dress and forgotten to brush. It was a level of normality so unique in his career that Abel felt obsessed with you.

He had a plan too and with Belgium out of the way he turned to you and gently placed his hand upon your shoulder. He looked at you with his dazzling eyes and you found yourself staring up at him, gormless and obviously small compared to his curious beauty. Then suddenly he leant down to press his lips against yours and you almost fell off your stool.

“WHOA! What are you doing?” You blurted as you pulled yourself up off the stool. He chuckled at your dishevelled manner and you ended up pushing his shoulder in a half-hearted telling off. He merely grinned and then stretched out a hand to tilt your chin up and encourage you to look at his gently expression.

“You don’t consider yourself beautiful do you? You spend all your time showing off the beauty in other things because you think the world doesn’t understand it. Am I right?” He questioned with a sexy raise of his eyebrow. You fumbled about in an attempt to grab a camera but his finger still sat hooked under your chin and for the life of you something prevented you from taking your eyes away from his. “You need to know that there’s beauty in you too… so… if you’re interested… I’d like to show you the ultimate beauty that everyone experiences, and it certainly has no need for a camera or the eyes of other people. You interested?”

For a moment you were unsure what he could mean and then his lips, burning and tingling with passion as they brushed gently against yours… leaving sizzling drops of moisture from his drink, told you everything. His hands stretched out to stroke at your face and your neck and you felt both awkward and excited. He wanted to share something with you that were certainly a life-changing experience and you were unsure for a moment how to respond. But then you lunged forward into his broad chest and locked your hot lips around his. Softly your massaged your tongue against his bottom lip before stroking his tongue… he shuddered with excitement and you chuckled gently.

“I know very well that the human eye is blinder then that of a camera shutter… but even they can’t capture the beauty of passion and pleasure so easily as the strokes of human lips.” You chuckled before grabbing your camera and swiftly taking another photo of Abel with his lips still pursed and his expression hungry and happy all at once. You chuckled gently before he stretched out a hand and stroked at your arm.

“Give me that camera… it’s my turn to take photos of you!” He grinned and suddenly you were giggling as the pair of you bolted around the studio….

This was a request by my friend :icongreendaylover11: how originally requested the series I did “A Revealing Close Up” and so I was pleased to do another story for her with the Netherlands.


I hope this is to your liking and that I haven’t disappointed you on this one. Also sorry it’s late, been a little busy lately.

 

Hetalia © Himaruya

Request by icongreendaylover11:

Story © :iconechosdusk: 

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LemonKerr's avatar
I'd love to have a part 2 of this xD