No real warning for this one, just a deliciously smutty photoshoot featuring our favorite shutterbug. Have at it! ;)
Sunlight flittered through the Elm trees above you, their leaves crunching underneath your feet as you joined Prompto in hiking to Cape Caem’s rocky edge. Another project had consumed him in the middle of the night. He was restless, fidgeting in his sleeping bag as all the little details pried his eyes open, unrelenting in their importance and necessity. You were at the forefront of his mind, in a coverup that whipped around your curves at the whim of the fickle beachy winds. You were a beautiful muse, and he loved painting you into the scenery of his thoughts and desires and art. He begged you to join him when you had woken up, eyes still dusted with sleep.