Clone Trouble

Artist

The clone huffed annoyed, orginal had summoned a hand full of clones to help him with a fight and Artist was unfortunately one of them. He never liked fighting he justed wanted to sketch or paint. Gripping onto his sketch book he looked around, not only did he need something for reference but he needed somewhere original wouldn't look. That's when a certain red head popped into his mind. The fire demon and Mk have been on good terms since the Lady Bone Demon incident. Red Son was gorgeous in his eyes, that bright red hair of his that sparked like his fire always triggered the clones creative mind.

Artist hummed to himself now in a pleasant mood, he would find the bull prince and ask to model for him. His mind filled with poses and ideas of what to have the prince do as he walked. Some of the more risque ideas being a favorite, Red Son always had the best expressions. He bit his lip as he let his mind wander, he now craved to see what kind of faces he could pull from the fire demon. 

The workshop Red Son had opened up came into view. Since it was a private shop the clone knew he had to knock. Artist waited patiently, rewarded with the site of the flushed fire demon opening the door. The clone gulped feeling his pants get a bit tighter. Red Son stood in the door way wearing his tight sleeveless tank top and his usual pants. The  visual difference was how he wore his hair in a lower ponytail and how the sweat glistened perfectly off the bit of muscles the demon had.

"Noodle boy? What do you want?" The bull prince crossed his arms over his chest.

Artist grinned, the demon though he was the original which worked well for him "I was hoping you would model for me?"

"Model for you?" Red noticed the sketch book in the others hand and flushed a bit embarrassed. 

Artist smiled "yea I've been dying to draw you since we met, your just so pretty."

There was the reaction he loved, the spark sound and the red hair lighting up like a wild fire. The bull prince looked away clearing his throat as he stepped aside. The clone took that as a sign to come into the shop, he entered and looked around curious. The shop wasn't as elegant as the demon, tool boxes line the walls and metal parts scattered the floor. Red was obviously in the middle of building something, a table covered in blueprints was off to the side of all the parts. Brown eyes saw a hanging chain in the middle of the work area, curious he followed it to see it connected to a hook. A devilish grin made it's way to his face, lucky for him the prince didn't see it.

"Your lucky I was in need of a break" Red Son huffed, trying to keep their elegant composure. That just made the clone wanna break him even more.

"So your gonna let me draw you?" 

Red nodded "I don't see why not."

Artist held in his cheer, he needed to stay calm and in control. Red stood in the middle of his shop and stared at the clone "what do you want me to do?"

What a question and so many ways he could answer but he wanted to make sure this was worth while.  Putting the sketch book on the table he circled around the fire demon looking him up and down. Red felt his heart beat a bit faster, wanting to squirm a bit under the others gaze. The clone stood in front of the fire demon again. He did his best to copy the same gentle smile the original always wore.

"Red do you trust me?" 

The fire demon looked a bit confused but nodded "sure noodle boy, you haven't given me a reason not to."