Color Me

Muse 2

"Ugh baby small problem."
"What?"
Kai was rifling through her pencils as Zoe hummed,chewing over her small problem.
"What small problem love?"
"This one."
Kai had to keep a tight grip on the pencil she held. Zoe sat with her legs spread,her wet panties leaving nothing to imagination. A lewd reflection of beauty, want and desire. It was enough to make her horny again, well more so than usual.
"Hands up but rest them on the top of your head ,like you wanna gently carress something in the air but angle them at different heights. Leave your legs slightly spread but on your tiptoes instead of flat foot."
"Like this. What about my face?"
"I'll fill it in later. Now talk to me."
"Hmmm okay. Who's gonna see these?"
"Just me and you. Nobody else gets to see you like this. You are all mine."
Her tone as she said those words was every bit as possessive as she meant it. Zoe had to resist closing her legs as the wet patch in her panties increased slightly.
"Okay. Do i get a copy?"
"Anything you want. A copy or 5 even just having one single original in existence."
"Hmmm no. One for me and one for you."
"Thank you. How was your day?"
"Good. You already knew that."
"Yes i did. But i like listening to you talk is all."
"Hmmm you say that to all the girls you paint?"
Head tilted back while laughing, to Zoe her girlfriend was mesmerising. But honestly deep down jealousy was creating knots in her stomach.
Her laughter finally died down.
"Ha! The only time I've ever drawn a woman so intimately was from my imagination my love and just so you know, none of it comes close to you."
"Silver tongue."
"But its the truth. Relax your calves so you dont cramp up."
"Okay."

Time idled by as they alternated between drawing and massage breaks with sweet little kisses in the mix.
Zoe without a doubt knew she was in love the longer she sat there smiling and blushing for Kai.
She'd never felt as beautiful as she did when Kai just stared at her smiling, pencil poised over the canvas but not moving and then she'd say stunning as she returned to her canvas. Not even the compliments from the women she'd slept with felt this good.
This was soul deep and giving her butterflies of enormous proportions.
It felt too good to be loved like this.
It felt too good to be wanted like this.
It felt too good.
And that scared her a lot.

"Smile love. You are sad whats in your mind?"
"Nothing. I'm not sad." She put a smile on her face.
"At least be convincing. Lets stop here. Your image is imprinted in my brain i can draw from memory."
"You dont have to stop. I'm not tired."
"But you just got sad. And i dont like you sad. Come on."
Zoe was shuffled into a huge t-shirt as her protests were ignored. (The t-shirt smelled just like Kai by the way.)
Zoe sniffed it to get a greater burst of that addicting scent.
Blushing as she was caught nosing the tshirt to smell it. "What! It smells nice ok."
"I hadn't said a word."
"Nothing is wrong."
"Its alright if you aren't ready to talk about it but at least be honest that something is on your mind."
"I'm sorry. I just, just got worried."
Hugging herself to feel warmer. She didn't want to ruin this by overthinking.
"Worried about what?"
Kai was hugging her too and a light blanket tossed over them as she cuddled her closer.
The hair patting made her break.
"This feels too good to be true. You and me dating then all these feelings."
"But it is real. Its very real for me. Everytime i look at you i wonder how you settled for me."
"Settled!? You are like the dream girl for everyone. Hot smart funny and sooo sweet."
"But you are all those things and more zolana."
"I just worry sometimes that I'm not giving as much as you are."
"You give to me zolana. Your heart your time your affection and your loyalty. And so much more"
"Sweet talker."
"Again. Just the truth."

Kai almost said the 3 words but that felt a little too soon even though it probably was obvious.
Just vocalising it was all that remained.
She squeezed her little tighter maybe somehow the words will be stamped onto her skin.
They stayed there whispering nonsense things and just talking late into the night.

Otis needed inspiration for what he was gonna do perhaps less inspiration more certain skillset.

He called an old friend to do him a solid. And for some cash he got exactly what he needed.
"I knew that bitch was a freak."