Titanic (Asmodeus X Fizzarolli)

Chapter Nine: The Drawing

Later that afternoon, Fizzarolli was looking over the bow of the ship when Asmodeus walked up to him. He got his attention, saying that he had changed her mind about marrying Sarah. Fizzarolli smiled. Asmodeus walked up to him and was about to explain how he found him when Fizzarolli shushed him. Fizzarolli asked for his hand which he gave and he brought him up to the bow. He asked him to close his eyes and step onto the rail.

Asmodeus did that, fully trusting him. He helped him up onto the railing and stood close behind her. Fizzarolli held his hands as he let go of the railing with his arms out to the side. Fizzarolli held onto his waist and told him to open his eyes. He did and was shocked at what was happening. It felt like he was flying. All he could see ahead of him was the ocean.

He smiled as Fizzarolli took his hands and started to sing a verse from 'Come Josephine, In My Flying Machine' in his ear. Asmodeus turned his head to him and they shared their very first kiss since meeting each other. And neither of them regretted it. Coming back to the present time, Asmodeus was looking at the sunken bow where he and Fizzarolli shared that moment.

Asmodeus turned to the crew and his granddaughter, "That was the last time Titanic ever saw daylight."

Brock nodded, "So we're up to dusk the night of the sinking. Six hours to go."

"Incredible," Lewis said not believing a detail he had heard in Asmoseus' story, "There's Smith and he's standing there and he's got the iceberg warning in his fucking hand. Excuse me, his hand, and he's ordering more speed."

"Tweny-six years of experience working against him. He figures anything big enough to sink the ship they're going to see in time to turn but the ship's too big with too small a rudder. Doesn't corner worth a damn. Everything he knows is wrong."

Asmodeus looked back at the cameras to see his old room. From there, he continued his story. Back in the past, Asmodeus brought Fizzarolli to his room. Fizzarolli had brought his art stuff as Asmodeus asked if he could draw him. He didn't make any specific requests yet. He asked if the lighting was alright to which Fizzarolli put on a French accent, saying that the lighting was good but he wasn't used to working in such horrible conditions.

All a joke, of course. Fizzarolli spotted one of the paintings Asmodeus owned and instantly recognised the artist. He admired how amazing the work was made. He never had paints to work with but he would love to get his hands on some so he could do stuff like this. Once he was done admiring the painting, Asmodeus went to Sarah's safe to get something inside. Fizzarolli asked if they were to expect her anytime soon.

Asmodeus just told him not as long as the conversations and gossip hold out. Asmodeus had gotten into the safe and taken out the diamond Sarah had given him a couple of nights ago. He showed it to Fizzarolli who was shocked at the massive jewel. Fizzarolli asked if it was a Saffire but Asmodeus corrected him, saying how it was a very rare diamond. Now came the request of how he wanted to be drawn. He asked Fizzarolli to paint him like some of the men in his book wearing that diamond.

And only that diamond. Fizzarolli was almost taken aback by his request but didn't refuse. He let him get undressed while he set up his art equipment and where he wanted to draw him. As Fizzarolli was sharpening his pencil, Asmodeus came out in his dressing gown, ready to be drawn. Before he did anything, he asked Fizzarolli not to make him look like a porcelain doll like all the other pictures of him. And, as a paying customer, he hoped to get what he wanted.

He took off the dressing gown, making Fizzarolli stare. He had grown used to drawing naked men through his practice, but drawing a naked picture of the man he loved was new for him. But he stayed calm and asked him to lie on the sofa he had put in front of him. Asmodeus did that and Fizzarolli got him into the position he wanted to draw him in. Once it was all perfect, Fizzarolli began to draw. To keep his concentration, he only looked up so he could get the drawing perfect while keeping a serious face.

Asmodeus noticed how serious he was and teased him about it. Fizzarolli just smiled at his comment and kept going. He managed to get most of his top half done but, as he was shading around his chest, he began to blush a little. Asmodeus noticed that too and teased him again, saying that he couldn't imagine Monsieur Monet, the artist Fizzarolli was admiring before, blushing while doing his paintings.

Fizzarolli shot back that Monet painted landscapes so it was less than likely that he would blush while doing that. He asked him to relax his face so he could work more on that for a bit. Fizzarolli continued to work on the drawing, using every bit of skill he had learned over the years to make this drawing perfect. Maybe even the best he had ever made. As Asmodeus lay on the sofa, we transition back to the present day where Asmodeus was describing this moment to everyone in the room

"My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life," Asmodeus said, "Up until then, at least."

"So what happened next?" Lewis asked him

"You mean, did we do it?" everyone laughed at how Asmodeus said that, "Sorry, to disappoint you, Mr. Bodine. Fizzy was very professional."

Back in the past, Fizzarolli put the date and the nickname Asmodeus had given him on the drawing as Asmodeus watched from over his shoulder. He put it in a leather binder and gave it to Asmodeus who gave him a kiss in return.