This is inspired by The__Bumble__Bee Model Au which you should check out. I was able to find a deleted chapter and edit it to make a one shot. I won't make a series for this unless you want to but i need to finish my other books.
Also in modern aus I like to make John younger than Alex since Anthony is younger than Lin. But in Historical I make John older.

Trigger Warning: Toxic relationships and non con.

John P.O.V
"Francis I don't want to do this," I whimpered. He was making me do another revealing photo shoot . The last  time I did it my partner ,who I was working with for a couple of shoots,  thought it would be a good idea to touch me inappropriately. Francis didn't even get mad. You would think my boyfriend and manager would care if I was getting touched.

Francis rolled his eyes at me, ignoring my plead. He went back on his phone texting my new partner since I refused to work with my last one. "Francis please let me do something else," I begged again.

"John I swear I'll fire you on the spot and find some other pretty boy if you continue whining like that," he threatened. I apologised immediately. I needed this job.

A couple months ago my father kicked me out after I stupidly told him I was gay. He stopped supporting me financially which caused me to panic since I needed the money for college. Thankfully my boyfriend took pity on me and let me work for him in his modelling agency. At first I wasn't sure about but Francis is very good at persuading.

There was a knock on the door and Francis opened it immediately. I saw the friendly face on Hercules who was an apprentice for a tailor  that supplies clothing for the model tailor company. We spend a lot of time together outside of work but Francis does like that very much.

Francis quickly took the clothes before Herc could even say hi and shut the door in his face. "What was that for?" I questioned while motioning to the door.

"We already wasted time by finding you a new partner and we are not wasting time for some small talk," he growled. He shoved the bag in my face waiting for me to take it. "Now strip or do you need me to that for you."

"Sorry," I apologised quietly and looked inside the bag which caused me to gasp and give Francis a disgusted look. "No," I simply said.

"John-"

"No I'm not doing it." I set the bag down and crossed my arms. There was no way I was wearing that. It's bad enough I have people staring at me while doing the shoots but the outfit if I should even call it barely had anything to cover me with.

"John don't do this right now," he said while walking towards me. I shuffled back a bit when he didn't stop. I felt the wall behind me and gasped when Francis pinned me to the wall with my arms above my head and his knee in between my legs. I squirmed trying to get out but he just gripped me tighter. I hung me head down in defeat which made him chuckle darkly. "You listen to me you understand that," he growled in my ear.

I whimpered but nodded not wanting him to get any angrier at me. He tightened his grip again while commanding me to look at him and speak. "Sorry sir, I understand," I managed to squeak out.

He smiled and began giving me small kisses that soon trailed down to my neck. "F-Francis wait I-," I was quickly silenced with another kiss on the lips. I was never fond of these actions but it always made Francis happy and that's all I need. He gave me a little bite on my bottom lip asking for entrance. I knew I should have but I didn't really want to do this right now. He obviously noticed me not giving him and moved his knee and hips and started to grind on me.

The sudden action caused me to gasp and he took that chance to shove his tongue down my throat. He trailed his hand down and started to palm me through my pants. A sudden panic spread across by body and I used my free arm to push him off but with no avail. Fortunately, I was saved my a knock in the door. "John you are on in 20 minutes."

"We will continue this later," he whispered in my ear. With that Francis back up from to my relief and handed me my clothes. "If I hear any more complaints from that pretty mouth of yours you are fired. Once your fired don't think for a second that I'm letting you back to my place. You'll be alone again and if sure you don't want that do you Princess?".

"No sir," I replied meekly.

"Good now get dressed doll," he demanded while leaving the room. Once he slammed the door I felt tears threatening to spill. My body felt dirty from the way he touched me. I should have done something. I really did try but whenever I'm around him I feel, unheard.

I picked up the clothes with disgust and I saw the tight, red and laced outfit. It barely covered my parts and made my stomach churn when I saw myself in the mirror.

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The set today was just a white bed. I cringed at the idea they were suggesting. Me under my partner while they would be on top me breathing their hot air in me.

I walked over to the set where Francis was waiting for me. While walking over there I felt eyes staring at me. I wanted to disappear. Francis pulled closer to him once I was near. He placed a hand on my waist and the other gently placed on my cheek. "You look beautiful baby doll." I stood stiff looking down not wanting the attention. "Your partner should be here soon."

As he said that two people bursted in the room. One was tall and had poofy hair and a unusual magenta suit. I don't like to judge people by their appearance but anyone who thinks magenta looks nice on them must be incredible cocky or incredibly stupid. The other guy was much smaller, probably slightly taller than me and wore a similar outfit to mine but dark green. His seems to cover more of his body but seemed much more tighter. The young mans hair was pulled in a tight bun and he beautiful violet eyes that shined brighter than any star he seen.

"Ah Thomas and Alexander. Nice to finally meet you," Francis smiled at them while shaking their hands. Francis could be an actor idly he wanted to do. He was great at hiding how he truly felt and was a great liar. He could be angry one seconded but once someone else enters the room he acts like nothing happened.

"Nice to meet you too. I'm Alexander Hamilton and this is Thomas." Gesturing at the Taller man. Francis had to talk to Thomas privately to discuss about the shoot. I was left with Alexander who smiled brightly and stretched his arm out. I shook his hand and gave him a small smile. "Are you okay you seem kinda nervous?".

I shrugged but later responded, " I don't really like wearing revealing clothes."

"Then why you do it then?"

"Got no choice I need the money." He looked at me with pitiful eyes. I hated when people gave me that look. They look at me as if I need help. I started to fidget with my fingers, distracting myself from my troubling thoughts.

"Hey," he spoke softly. "I heard you had troubles with your last partner but don't worry I'm not going to do anything." He gave me a reassuring smile that me me feel safe and warm. He didn't look at me as if I was some play thing for people to use. He looks at me like a normal person would. He was kind and made me feel secure. I might have met him for only a minute yet I feel as if I can trust him.

A/N if you want a part two or for me to make this into a book let me know :)