suna: art class

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DAY FOUR OF CLASS

"so are we still on for after school"? suna asked as i sat down next to him.
"yeah, where are you going to pick me up"? i asked.
"just at the front of the school".
"are you sure you don't wanna maybe get me from the back"? i asked.

"why would i drive all the way to the back"? he asked.
"because if you pick me up in the front, people might think something is- going on you know". i said.
"that's their issue". he said back.

"so you won't mind if people spread rumors about us"? i asked raising a brow.
"why would i mind rumors like that"? he asked smiling.
my heart fluttered.
"i see". i responded.

"what's the assignment for today"? i asked.
"draw hands holding a part of the body, for example a hand on a thigh, a hand on an arm- a hand around someone's neck". he smirked.
i laughed.
"do you think the teacher gets off on all this lewd art"? i asked.
"i mean- i've seen the way she's looked at my sketchbook before". he laughed.

i rolled my eyes.
"you're saying even the teacher is in love with you"? i asked.
he shrugged, "she could be". he joked.
i mean- i wouldn't put it past her.
this is suna we're talking about.

"what part of the body are you choosing"? i asked.
"a boob, but i'm struggling". he said.
"how come"? i asked.
"because i showed you, that i'm great at art that i can see first, it's hard for me to imagine on my own".

"why don't you choose another body part"? i asked.
"because a boob is the only thing i haven't done so far". he said.
"hm- well why can't you just look up a picture and draw that"? i asked.
"i can't find any with the right pose i need".

"one of your models"? i suggested.
"it's due today". he responded.
"unless"- he stopped talking.
"what"? i asked.
"yeah. would you go in the bathroom and take one for me"? he asked.

my eyes went wide, was my face red?
did i look obvious?
"you want me to take a picture of my boob"? i questioned.
"well- of you grabbing it".
"so basically you want me to send you nudes now". i laughed.
"not a nude". he mumbled.

"are you sure that's ok"? i asked.
"why wouldn't it be"? he asked back.
"well- because you're gonna see my boob".
"it's not like it's the whole thing". he shrugged.

"i guess so"- i said quietly.
"you don't have to do it". he said.
oh no- i definitely want to show you my body.
"no it's fine". i said raising my arm.

"yes y/n"? the teacher called back.
"may i go to the bathroom"? i asked, grabbing my phone and slipping it in my pocket.
"sure". she replied.

i stood up and as i walked by the table i took a glance at suna who smirked at me.
that definitely sent shivers down my spine.

"be right back". i whispered.

as i walked down the hall, a feeling of adrenaline washed over me.
i know he's like- eccentric or whatever.
but to me it's like he sent me to the bathroom to get him off.

it was such a rush.
my head was running wild at this point.
and does he like me or not?
his entire reputation is centered off being quiet and detached from other people.
so why isn't he that way with me?
was it just a rumor?
or is he different around me only?

i pushed open the bathroom door and walked into the big stall.
hm-
i took my shirt off and draped it over the door.
alright- time to take a shirtless picture for suna, something i thought i'd never get to do.

i pulled my bra down to my waist, and opened my camera app.
then i grabbed my right boob with my left hand, zoomed in so he couldn't see my face, and snapped the picture.

my nerves were going crazy.
then suddenly i got a facetime call from an unknown number.
oh shit- i almost dropped my phone.

i answered with the camera pointing towards the ceiling. "hello"? i questioned.
"y/n are you in the bathroom"? suna asked.
"suna"?!
"how did you get my number"?!
i was so confused.
"remember yesterday when you left your phone unlocked and went to the front to sharpen your pencil"? he asked.
"yeahhhh". i said slowly.
"that's when".
i nodded.
okay- he's officially crazier than i had thought.

"why are you facetiming"? i asked.
"i want to pose you, so that it can be perfect". he said.
"but- i'm shirtless". i said back.
"cover your boob and show me". he said.
i nervously covered my boob and held it, then i tilted the camera to face it closely.

"okay, spread your fingers far apart and really squeeze it between them, you can cover the nipple with your palm". he said looking down at his sketch pad and sketching.

"like this"? i asked doing what i was told.
a smile started to cross his face, but he covered it.
"yeah like that". he said staring.

"anything else"? i asked.
"you could show me both". he grinned.
"yeah right". i said back.
"worth a shot".
oh my god. i was going to pass out.
why was i denying him? i wish i could bring myself to show them.

he was looking down at his sketchbook for a while, and then talking quick glances at me to make sure he was doing it right.
"alright you can stop posing, im just outlining".
he said.
he was staring down for a long time, and my nerves were running wild, so i decided to boost my high a little more.

i dropped my hand and squeezed my boobs togyher between my arms. flashing the camera and then putting it back up for a millisecond.
he didn't notice, but it was making my heart race.
that was the craziest thing i'd ever done.

ok. maybe one more time. i said in my head.
i held the phone at them for 2 whole seconds before turning the camera away, and he STILL didn't see.

what a rush.
this was an amazing feeling, not knowing if i was going to be caught or not.
ok. 4 seconds now.
my stomach dropped.
i was so nervous.

i pointed the camera at myself and panted as i counted to four in head, my boobs displayed right on his screen if he would just look at them. but he didn't. i counted to four and turned the camera away.

alright. 5 and that's the last one. i thought to myself.
my panties were soaking wet, i couldn't help but get off to this. it was orgasmic.

i pointed the camera at them.
1..2....3..4.... suna looked up
and i flinched. freaking out and pointing the camera to the ceiling.

"were you showing me"? he asked coming closer to the camera with a slight smile on his face, his eyes focused intently.

"what- no". i said back.
"i saw them". he whispered.
"no you didn't". i said back nervously.
"i really did". he laughed.
"you did not"! i said.
"don't worry about it, they're pretty". he smiled and i nearly melted.

oaktree- id let him bite my nipples off if he wanted.
okay bye love you.