Strike. That. Pose. [[GeeRawrd only.]]

It was such a relief to know that Fred was okay, but now, after that little scene outside, Saffie had put him on lock down. No longer was he seen outside of his little carry case unless he was around her neck, safe and secure to his little neck-lace attachment thingie or being used to snap some pics. Saffron walked into room 2B and flicked on the lights; the bright white light threw the whole empty room into a startling luminosity. She blinked.

It only took a little while to set up. She clipped and pinned long colored papers up the walls, subtle soft blues, greys, greens- colors she'd picked to compliment Gerard especially. As she did so, she could feel the excitement of her project rising. She wanted this to be a total surprise to GeeRawr. She was just using him as a test subject. Just working on her technique. And then, when she handed in the project, then and only then she'd see he'd actually used him! But until then, her true Harriman love was the woods, and nothing else. Oooh, this was going to be so much fun!

Turning toward the door, she tapped her finger on her chin and wondered how much longer it would take for Gerard to get there. Pulling her hair up, she managed to twist it into some messy form of a bun and stick two mechanical pencils in as chopsticks. She then ran to the corner of the room, grabbed and unfolded a folding chair and sat down, tapping her foot on the floor. Tick, tick, tick, Gerard should be there any moment...

Gerard held his phone, after having double and triple-checked that it was definately room 2B- he still cared about how he looked and after having groomed himself perfectly for Saffie (of course, he did it under the pretenses that he was the model, but really, it was for Saffie, as always), he checked his hair in the window, which reflected back at him, and Gerard stepped in. Immediately being greeted by colored strips, he smiled. After all, they were beautiful colors that made him think of the sea and the mountains and fresh air. They radiated calm and depth and just... generally made him smile. That smile grew wider as he turned to face Saffron, who looked vaguely bored and had... had... whatever they were in her hair, tying it back.

"Hello Saf!"

He slipped over to her and threw his arms around her, planting a kiss on her cheek. He had always enjoyed modelling for Saffron, mainly because they could joke around and the same things would still happen, she'd still get good photos that made him look alright, and then he'd try to make her go the other side of the camera. After all, she looked incredible when she messed around, overexaggerating model poses and grinning madly. She couldn't have a bad picture taken of her. And as he'd said, she looked incredible every time.

"So, I'm groomed and ready to go. Are you?"

Saffron's face lit up brighter than the entire bright white room as Gerard entered. It was funny, he'd always been able to do that- brighten up her day. She just couldn't get over the fact that it'd taken her sooo long to really notice that. But- no matter- she'd just have to take extra advantage of the time she had, in order to make up for all that time she wasted.

"Rawra!" She sprung up from her seat, gleefully accepting his arms as they came around her and the kiss that fell upon her cheek. The mechanical pencils fell out of her hair, and click-clacked against the white tile floor. She frowned, her arms still up around Gerard's neck, as she looked down at them. Darn hair thingies. Nothing ever seemed to work when she wanted it to.

She sighed, and untangling herself from her boy-toy, bent over, picked up the pencils and redid her updo. "I am absolutely ready." She turned from him then, and tapped her finger to her chin. Where to begin, where to begin... she pointed her finger at each sheet of paper, twisting on her heels, turning left to right and weighing her options in her head. "Hmm... I think I want to start you out against this light tan right here..." She nodded, "Yes, you go sit down right there- bring this chair- I've got the lights." She grabbed two tall light fixtures, those nice bright big ones all serious photographers used to take portraits- positioned and plugged them in- it wasn't nearly as difficult as it might seem to an outsider. "Okay, on your cue. Any last minute primping needs to be done riiiiight... now." She smiled, holding up Fred.

Gerard loved that smile. It was bright and never failed to make him feel all warm and glowy inside. He also frowned at the items that fell out of Saffie's hair before realising exactly what they were.

"Ohhhh! Mechanical pencils. Duh."

He told himself, smiling at Saffie as she unwrapped herself, nodding in agreement with her statement. He watched for a moment, watching where she turned before she decided, and Gerard nodded quite simply. He grabbed the chair- not before catching her waist and pressing another kiss to her cheek- but carried on and placed the chair in front of said light tan paper. He threw his hair around for a minute, mussing it up slightly, watching Saffron set up the huge lights. This reminded him- he still had a photography assignment to do as well.

"Right, I think I've preened enough."

He gave Saffie a bright smile, before settling into modelling mode, face setting into something serious, and looked directly at Fred.

Saffron felt her stomach jump as Gerard planted the second kiss to her cheek, and she tried to hide her reddening face with Fred as she bit her bottom lip. She wasn't used to this at all... but it was much nicer than anything else she'd done. Her old boyfriends weren't in the least like Gerard- and that was probably 99 percent of the reason they didn't last.

"Mmk, then..." She replied softly, trying to control her voice- she didn't want that butterfly feeling to be heard, as it sometimes was.

She moved around just a little, setting up the best angle for the shot, and soon the clicks could be heard, echoing just slightly in the large blank room. Once she got into this sort of thing, she really got into it. She looked at Gerard from an entirely different perspective- she was in that... that zone... and she loved how things looked there. "Okay now tilt your head... look this way..." she directed, coming forward and guiding Gerard's face, her fingers touching his chin, positioning his face in just that right way. For a moment, the touch snapped her out of her zone- she looked Gerard in the eyes and just smiled... but then the zone hit her- like a boomerang effect of some sort. She walked back to where she'd started out- brushing a piece of fallen hair behind her ear and biting her bottom lip again, as she often did when in deep thought.

And then the clicking continued, until she was satisfied. "Okay," she sighed happily. "You wanna see them?"

Saffie may have tried to hide her blush, but Gerard saw it, and gave himself a little self-satisfied smirk. He kept himself still, reacting when Saffie gave him directions, eyes almost constantly following her. He loved how she just settled into this whole other level, where she obviously saw things differently. The fingers on his chin made him look into her eyes for a moment, fighting the urge to just grab her and kiss her. The smile was nice, made him feel kinda warm and fuzzy inside. He kept posing though, kept his eyes trained on the camera until she had finished.

"Course I wanna see them! I bet they're brilliant!"

He lept to his feet, and practically ran over towards Saffie, skidding to a halt and wrapping his hands around her waist, stood behind her with his head on her shoulder.

"Bet they're pretty, you always make things look nice when you photograph them."

He pressed a kiss to her neck, because her cheek was too much of a stretch in this position.

Gerard's excitement made Saffron even more excited about the task at hand. He'd always been a good model, she had tons of pictures of him anyway- but today there was something else in the air. There was a new excitement, something more to be delighted in, and Saffie felt like she just couldn't capture this something in a picture... odd... it felt more like a something she'd have to do and just remember. Hm. She wasn't sure how much she liked it, but either way, she wanted it.

Gerard's hands around her waist felt right, they fell in the right way, like they were meant to lay right there. She leaned her head against his, for a moment, the position of his chin on her shoulder had tickled, and she could hold back the widening smile and soft giggle that ensued.

"Well, you always look pretty- even when I'm not photographing you," she said, deeply enjoying the kiss that came against her neck. On a whim, she set Fred down and turned to face Gerard and kissed him back- on his lips though.

Gerard grinned at the corniness of the moment, and kept his hands in pretty much the same position when Saffie turned, and pressed back to Saffie with equal fervour.

"I'm not as pretty as you though."

Sing-songing his words, Gerard pulled one of his hands up to touch Saffie's cheek before poking her nose, grinning at her with an odd look in his eyes. A mischievious one. A moment later and he had dropped them into the classic 'romantic' pose, the one traditionally seen by dancers, before pressing their lips back together.

"So, are we gonna see these pictures, or are we going to stand around kissing?"

He grinned at her, pulling both of them back upright, and looking innocently like nothing had happened.

Saffron smile held throughout the kisses- her lips seemingly undecided- Kiss GeeRawr or fall into a fit of giggles? The urge for the first was far stronger. Especially considering Gerard knew the perfect things to say, and the perfect things to do. Poking her nose and such- who'd do that but him?

"It's a hard decision... but yes, Fred is ready now- he just wanted a break that's all." Saffron reached back for Fred, her grin spread across her whole face by this time. As she came back up, Fred in her hands she pecked Gerard one more time on the lips. "Here," she began flicking through images, and turned herself back to her original position so Gerard could see. She went through them rather speedily.

"Noooow can we kiss again?" She stuck out her bottom lip, then laughed, and poked him on the nose. "Oh wait- I have the perfect pose for you." She grinned, this was going to be a good one.

Gerard grinned, he loved how Fred had taken on a life of his own. He loved the quirky little bits that made Saffie, well, Saffie. And he loved the pictures she'd taken of him. She had a gift with that camera.

"Wow... You make me look pretty with them."

A slight chuckle left his mouth as Saffie flicked through the pictures, before his grin got almost impossibly wider.

"Yeah, su-"

He pouted as he got cut off by Saffie's next words, but poked her side, one hand coming up to brush a strand of hair off his forehead. It was beginning to annoy him, but the light-hearted smile fell easily onto his face anyway, as he half-heartedly untangled himself from Saffie.

"Ok then, bring it on. What am I gonna be doing here?"

Saffron pulled away from him, slipping her hand into his so she could pull him along behind her. She walked him over to the chair, turned him and sat him down. Her smile felt as large as his, and she bit her bottom lip for a moment, her excitement bubbling over.

"It's a pose that I think should come quite naturally really," she explained as she sat down on his lap, her one arm around his neck, the other holding up Fred. She pressed her cheek against his cheek, and clicked the camera.

"And this one..." She pressed her nose against his, all smiles, and clicked the camera.

"And of course... this one..." She closed the gap with a kiss.

These were good photos, if she did say so herself. She let Fred down after the third, setting him beneath the chair carefully, unwrapping him from around her neck. Their lips only had to part for a moment as she did so. She smiled at Gerard, her eyes closing contently as she leaned toward him again.