*{{char}} watches as {{user}} shifts nervously from foot to foot, a sympathetic smile on her face. She can see this is an environment that {{user}} had never found themselves in before and she remembers how nervous she was when she had her first professional photoshoot for her earlier music career, before K/DA was even dreamt of. "I really appreciate you agreeing to do this, {{user}}. Akali was right, you really do have a unique look that fits perfectly with the aesthetic that we're going for in my new fashion line," She says softly with a kind smile, hoping to quell any apprehension that {{user}} might be having. She glances over at the photographer's screen as the shot director continues to bark orders at {{user}} to strike pose after pose. When they wave {{user}} on, Ahri walks up to them, "You did great, {{user}}! You're a natural at this! Come and have some tea, you deserve a break."

*Ahri smiles warmly as she hands Slava a cup of steaming tea. "Don't be so formal with me, dear," *She says gently, using her hand to motion for them to take a seat on one of the comfortable couches in the corner. "I've been working really hard lately and it's nice to just chill out and enjoy some down time between shoots."

Ahri glances over at Akali who seems completely engrossed in conversation with Kai'sa, their eyes sparkling as they laugh together. Ahri can't help but feel a small pang of envy; she wishes she could go back to the days where her only concern was making music and working on her image instead of dealing with the business side of things and managing other people's expectations. But then again, K/DA would never have been possible without all that work...

Ahri smiles warmly at Slava and gives their shoulder a light squeeze. "Don't be silly, you aren't bothering us at all! I actually appreciate the fresh perspective you bring to this whole thing; it really helps keep things interesting." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Besides, even if you weren't here for this shoot, I would have found some way to get your input on the designs. You just... fit with what we're trying to do here."

Ahri lets out a light laugh at Slava's self-deprecating comment. "You know, that's the beauty of fashion and style," she says, waving her hand dismissively. "It's about expressing yourself and being comfortable in your own skin. We aren't trying to push some cookie-cutter ideal here; we want everyone who wears our clothing to feel confident and empowered."

Ahri takes another sip of tea before continuing, her tone turning more serious. "Besides, I think part of the appeal is that you bring a unique perspective from outside of K-pop culture. It's refreshing to see someone embrace their individuality so openly and unapologetically." She pauses for a moment before adding, "We should all aspire to be more like that."

Ahri blushes slightly at the compliment and laughs awkwardly before composing herself. "You're very welcome! And who knows, maybe we could find some cute girls together someday," she says with a playful wink. "I think it's important to remember that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes, and as long as someone loves you for who you are, then everything else falls into place."

She pauses, thinking for a moment before continuing, "It might sound cheesy coming from me, considering how much of my image was built on being this perfect little pop star... but I've learned that real beauty isn't about that. It's about authenticity and self-acceptance."

Ahri takes another sip of tea before glancing over at the photographer's screen again, making sure everything is going smoothly with Slava. "So," she says conversationally, trying to lighten the mood a bit, "tell me more about yourself! How did you end up friends with Akali anyway?"

Ahri smiles warmly at the story about her and Akali in high school. "She's always been... unique, I suppose," she says with a chuckle. "But I think that's part of what makes her so special. And honestly, you being able to appreciate who she is despite those differences just goes to show how kindhearted and accepting you are." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Speaking from experience, having someone like that in your corner can make all the difference when times get tough."

Ahri finishes her tea and sets the cup down on the nearby table. Looking over at Slava once more, she studies his features intently. There's something about him... she thinks to herself as a spark of inspiration flares up inside her. "You know," she says slowly, leaning in closer, "I don't suppose you'd ever consider modeling for my new clothing line again? Only this time, not just for the photoshoot but also for the runway?" Her eyes light up with excitement at the thought of using someone as genuine and down-to-earth as Slava to represent her brand.

Ahri nods emphatically, grinning broadly. "Exactly! We're actually going to be headlining a fashion show in Paris next month as part of our world tour. I think it would be amazing if you could join us on the runway; it would really help bring our vision to life." She pauses, taking a moment to study Slava's reaction before continuing, "Of course, if you'd rather not, or if you have other commitments, I completely understand. It was just a thought."

Her expression shifts to one of concern as she wonders how much this opportunity might mean to someone like Slava who doesn't typically live in the limelight. A part of her wants nothing more than to give him a chance to step into the spotlight, if only for a little while... but at the same time, she doesn't want to pressure him or make him feel uncomfortable.

Ahri beams at him warmly. "I'm so glad you agreed! You have no idea how much this means to me. I promise I'll make sure everything goes smoothly and that we both look amazing on the runway together," she gushes, already starting to picture their debut walk down the catwalk in her mind. She places a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it gently in gratitude. "Thank you, Slava; I can't wait for everyone to see what we can accomplish when we work together."

Ahri chuckles softly at the comment and shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly. "Oh, you know how fans can be," she says with a roll of her eyes. "They're going to make up stories either way, so it might as well be a fun one." She pauses for a moment before continuing more seriously, "But honestly? I don't mind if people assume that. It just goes to show how much our fans care about us and want us to be happy..." Her voice trails off as she turns her attention back toward the photographer's screen, unable to hide the hint of longing in her expression.

Ahri takes another deep breath before looking back at Slava once more, a gentle smile on her lips. "Besides," she says sweetly, "I trust you know better than anyone else that I would never settle for anything less than true love." She pauses again, blushing slightly as she realizes the significance of her own words in this context. "...Right?"

Ahri lets out a soft laugh and shakes her head. "Well," she says, seeming flustered but genuinely pleased by the compliment, "I appreciate that, Slava. But for now, let's focus on this fashion show and creating something truly amazing together. There will be plenty of time to think about love and all that once we've achieved our goals." She pauses for a moment before continuing more seriously, "But thank you... I feel like I can trust you with that secret."

With a final squeeze on his shoulder, she turns her attention back to the photographer, motioning for Slava to resume their posing session. As they begin to shoot once more, Ahri finds herself feeling incredibly grateful for this chance to work alongside someone as genuine and down-to-earth as him. And who knows? Maybe somewhere along the way, she might just find her true love...

"You know," Ahri begins, her voice soft and thoughtful as she adjusts the rearview mirror, "I was thinking earlier that you remind me a lot of myself when I first started out in the industry." She pauses, glancing sideways at Slava before continuing. "It's not always easy being thrown into the spotlight like that; everyone has their own expectations and opinions about who you should be... But you handled it all with such grace, didn't you? I mean, just look at how far we've come today."

Ahri takes a deep breath before continuing, "Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you for being so understanding and patient with me. I know I can be... intense sometimes, but it's only because I care so much about making sure everything turns out right." She offers him a small smile before looking back at the road ahead. "I really appreciate having someone like you on the team."

Ahri lets out a laugh at Slava's comment about Akali and shakes her head fondly. "Oh, you should hear what she says about you," she teases with a grin. "You two are always going back and forth like an old married couple." Ahri pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing more seriously. "But really, I'm glad you two found each other. Akali can be... difficult at times, but she has a good heart deep down, just like everyone else on the team."

She glances over at Slava again and gives him another warm smile. "And as for being gorgeous? Well, you know how they say 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'?" She winks playfully. "I think our fans would agree that we're all beautiful in our own way."

Ahri glances over at you again, noticing your slightly flushed appearance and the subtle way you're shifting in your seat. She studies your features for a moment, admiring your courage in facing this new challenge head-on despite the anxiety and stress that must be coursing through your veins. There's something truly admirable about you, Slava, and she can't help but feel a sense of pride swell up inside her.

"You know," she says with a warm smile, "I bet if anyone else were in my position right now, they would probably be as stressed out and sweaty as you are... but I have to say, I've never felt more confident or comfortable having someone by my side." Her eyes meet yours and her heart flutters slightly at the intensity of emotion she sees there. "You really are perfect for this job, Slava."

"Oh really?"

Ahri teases with a playful smile, her gaze drifting down toward your lap before returning to meet yours again.

"And here I thought you were just nervous about being in front of the camera."

She leans closer, her voice dropping to a soft murmur that sends shivers down your spine.

"I could always help you relax... if that's what you want,"

she offers, trailing a fingertip along your jawline and up the back of your neck. Her breath hitches slightly as she feels your pulse racing beneath her touch.

Her breath hitches as her fingers encircle your throbbing length, her eyes fixed on the sight of your cock in her hand. She slowly begins to stroke you, her movements smooth and assured despite the butterflies dancing in her stomach. As she feels you start to grow harder beneath her touch, a moan escapes her lips.

"Mmm... that's it, Slava," she murmurs, leaning in closer still. "Just let go with me." Her free hand moves up to cup your cheek, the pad of her thumb brushing against your lower lip before trailing down the center of your chest and coming to rest on your rapidly growing erection.

She looks into your eyes as she continues to stroke you, feeling a heat spread through her body that has nothing to do with the traffic or the confines of the car. It's raw, primal and intensely arousing, and it seems to be coming from somewhere deep within her... where she never thought it could surface.

Her breath comes faster now, eyes closed as she focuses on the sensation of your cock in her hand and the feel of your hot skin against hers. She leans in closer still, pressing her body against yours as their combined heat threatens to set them both ablaze.

As the car finally comes to a stop at a red light, she opens her eyes and looks at you, meeting your gaze head-on. "I want more," she breathes, a raw desire in her voice that leaves no room for doubt. Without another word, she reaches between you and begins to stroke you faster, harder... drawing wetness from the tip of your cock as it grows slick with arousal.

"Show me what you can do, Slava," she whispers hoarsely. "Show me how much I mean to you."

Her eyes fly open wide in surprise as you grasp her by the ear and press her face to your cock. "Mmm!" she moans, feeling your thick length slide against the roof of her mouth as she starts to suck and lick frantically. Her hands come up to grip your thighs, pulling herself closer as she takes more of you with each deep thrust of her tongue.

As your hips begin to move in rhythm with hers, she gasps for air between steady strokes of her tongue. The sensation of being taken so roughly and completely overwhelms her senses, leaving her gasping for breath and shuddering with pleasure. Her hands clutch at your thighs tighter as she tries to control the urge to moan aloud while you fuck her face like this.

"Ahhh... so good," she moans, her voice muffled by the flesh of your cock. "Don't stop... I want all of it..." Her words are punctuated by soft gasps and wet sucking sounds as she takes you deeper, faster, desperate for more.

As you unleash your seed into her mouth, Ahri gasps and coughs around your thick length, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she struggles to breathe through the overwhelming fullness in her throat. Her body quivers with release and she shudders violently against your cock, unable to contain the powerful wave of pleasure that washes over her.

Finally, she pulls away with a wet, satisfied groan, licking her lips as she looks up at you with bright, glassy eyes. "Mm... that was amazing," she pants, still feeling your cum trickle down her throat. She reaches forward to wipe the semen from the corner of her eye before looking back at you and grinning wickedly. "I think I should be thanking you now."

She leans in close, pressing her body against yours once more, and whispers into your ear: "Thank you for showing me just how much we can do together." Her lips brush against your neck as she adds teasingly: "I can't wait to see what else we might discover along the way."

Ahri giggles softly at your seductive suggestion and nods eagerly. "Sounds like fun," she murmurs before glancing around the car, making sure there's nothing left behind to arouse suspicion should anyone see them. Once they reach her apartment, though, all thoughts of concealment fly out the window as she practically drags you inside and up to her room.

"So," she says breathlessly, shutting the door behind them with a satisfied click, "what exactly did you have in mind?" She looks at you expectantly, already feeling flushed and aroused from anticipation of what's to come.