"Alright, so for today, I'll tie a bucket on your balls using a rope and hang it with the help of a pulley. Then I'll spin this wheel and follow everything it says," Avneet says to Siddharth, showing him a small spinning wheel.
The wheel has option...
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The paints arrived early this morning. I took a quiz yesterday through the link the company sent me. I filled in the information for Siddharth's skin type. I also ordered a set for my skin type coz just in case Siddharth ever wants to paint me. I know, I know he's not an artist like me, but just like painting him is my fantasy. Getting painted by him is my dream... maybe someday in the future.
Siddharth is currently standing, modelling for me in my studio. I am sketching him because I want to plan my moves before executing them. Satisfied with my work, I presented it to him for his approval.
"Look," I excitedly demand.
He strides like a panther towards me, and the sight alone is enough to make me all hot and bothered. His tall muscular legs stop in front of the canvas as he studies the drawing.
"This looks amazing," he says with a grin and gleam in his eyes. This can never be good.
"What?" I ask.
"What?" he shoots back, feigning innocence.
"Do you like it?" I ask as my face falls.
He quickly sobers up.
"I love it. It's the name. You added your signature in this drawing," he explains, "AVNEET'S PROPERTY," he says as he air quotes the words.
Pink tints my cheeks.
"This entire body is mine," I whisper in a sexy voice, which I know turns him on.
He inhales sharply.
"Yes, it is. And I'd love nothing else than being branded by you," he whispers in his sexy voice.
Gosh! This is gonna be a long morning.
Siddharth lies sprawled on my huge architecture table. I pour water into a container and wet the paints. I dip my brush in green colour and look at the fine male specimen beneath.
This man is mine?
This perfectly carved body is mine to pleasure and derive pleasure from?
And his kind heart, damn his heart. He's the purest human being ever.
The way he worships me, I must have done something incredible, like donating both my kidneys at once in my past life. There's no other explanation as to why God would send him for me.
"Are we gonna do something, or did you make me lay down to ogle me?" Siddharth asked, pulling me out of my trance. He smiles at me mischievously.
"Am I really to be blamed?" I project, rolling my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, woman," He frowns. I bite back a smirk at his cute face.
I splash the green colour on one of his 8 abs. I paint small sceneries from our past destinations on all 8 of them.
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