MY LITTLE ARTIST

SIXTEEN

Lauren

I never really thought about having my own art studio. Most of my evenings were spent in the classroom after dark, the wide space and free supplies perfect for my clients pieces. Nobody really cared that I stayed behind and Rowan even gave me the key to lock up once I was done

Tonight was a night no different, it must have been around 6pm when I realised the sun to have disappeared and my canvas to be bursting with vibrant lines and splashes of colour. Usually I was alone to disturb the dark corners of my mind but today I was met with a surprise visit from someone that currently occupied the majority of my brain space

"Camila?" I called out quietly in surprise, noticing the younger to be closing the door behind her with a timid but confident smile "What are you doing here?" I asked

She shrugged innocently as she came closer towards my frame "I was bored and Nova told me you'd still be here" she began, closing in on my canvas with wide eyes and a gasping smile I couldn't help but laugh at "I called you a nerd for spending all of your time here but I guess this is pretty cool"

I rolled my eyes and turned around in my chair to face her "I was just getting done actually, looks like you missed out on my master class" her smile dropped into a pout

"I was so excited to see you painting!" She lied, lifting her hand to play with the dry paintbrush beside me. She looked incredible tonight, her hair styled in a messy drape that touched nearly the base of her hips. I know she always wore that same short skirt, but something about it seemed different right now, her thighs more defined and her calves flowing into her heels

"Your sarcasm isn't welcome here" I scoffed gently "What do you actually want?" I asked, looking on at her cheeks blushing a gentle red

She took a deep breath into the floor and smiled, her body fidgeting with an ask I already knew the origin of. After flirting around with Tyler earlier my offer no doubt had her rather impatient

She lifted her gaze towards the wall "I'm pretty intelligent you know" she hummed, still not able to look me in the eyes "I knew you were getting pissed off with me flirting like that"

I sank back into my chair with a soft furrowed brow "We've been over this Camila? I know you did it on purpose"

"Yeah well" she laughed awkwardly "I kind of have a thing for you being angry. The way you looked at us both it felt really good" she continued, fiddling with the bottom of her skirt as if nervous for some unknown reason "Then you pinned me against the wall and I realised just how much I like it when you- I don't know when you"

"Discipline you?" I laughed in shock while Camila looked up at me with a now extremely shy grin "No fucking way?" I lifted my hand towards my chin in complete surprise while standing to walk towards her "Little miss I'll fight you and your mom likes to be put in her place!"

"Lauren stop!" She cowered with an embarrassment crawling across her cheeks "I don't know what it is? Just you- I don't like it when other people do it"

I was smug, walking towards her with a hand reaching for the band of her skirt "You like when I tell you what to do?" I smirked quietly, pulling her into my stomach as I watched the expression on her face grow weak "It's ok baby girl, it's cute"

She rolled her eyes with a smile "It's not cute! It's dumb!" I snatched back her jaw to look at me with a serious look demanding her immediate attention "It's called being a submissive Camila, it just means your little pussy gets wet when you're told off and directed"

She trembled against me, her lower lip falling into her mouth "I wanted you to see me with him Lauren" she spoke seriously "I wanted you to react and do something"

"Well I did?" I replied softly, lifting a few fingertips to separate the hair across her cheek bone "I can't lie to you, it really did fuck me off seeing you smile at him like that when my tongue was fucking you only last night"

I could tell even that had her feeling some kind of way "I didn't want anything from him, just you?" She replied "The reaction, it's hot!"

I laughed gently at her response, my original idea of the fiery girl not anything near a submissive sensitivity "Looks like you got what you came for then"

Her gaze lowered while her hands fiddled with the ends of my hair "Not exactly" she spoke back, shocking me slightly as I pulled away to lean against the desk "I want something but- I don't really know how you'd feel about it"

I cocked my brow back, her eyes meeting mine looking rather confused "Tell me" I spoke, watching her walk towards me before her hands landed against my thighs "I want it to be my turn again" she almost whispered "I want to fuck you like you told me earlier. I guess I have a huge kink for seeing you acting dominant in class but being my little slut in bed"

Admittedly I choked on my breath, her attitude leading up to this conversation not anything like the statement she had just made. Her smile began to grow as she smoothed the skin on my thighs, luring me almost into her innocent approach when in reality she wanted the opposite

I lifted my fingertip into my collar to allow more space for my breath "Where did that come from?" I gasped "You were bowing down just a second ago"

She smirked, lowering her head before looking up at me with her tongue poking into the side of her cheek "Think about it Lauren" she spat with a bite "Think about how the roles would reverse if I gave you a reminder of just how badly I want to fuck your jealous and bitchy attitude into a mumbling, moaning mess"

I swallowed hard, hearing her talk like this sent shivers down my spine "You're the one that acted out, Camila" I defended, silencing however when her hand reached to grab the back of my neck "I wanted you to be jealous, I wanted that control!" She spat "Now I have it, you're vulnerable and I'm going to make sure you know that no one night stand or flirty hook up compares to the way you feel about me! No amount of experience you have ties you down like your need for me to fuck you!"

I wanted to speak but I couldn't, she'd caught me in a portrait of words so heavy I had never felt so dominated in my entire life. She pulled my neck in further with her nails digging into my skin before placing her lips beside my ear to whisper a stern "Get your keys, we're going!"