We S. H. A. L. L. Reign

Modeling

Sammy's POV:

I was writing a essay on some war when Luc bust open the door, panting. He looked like he ran over here with sweat dripping down his beautiful, gorgeous face.

"I need," he wheezed. "you to," he huffed. "model for me."

"Okay?"

He stood up and walked over to the bunk. I put my legs over the bed and into the ladder. Just as I was about to climb down Luc picked me up and carried me out of the room.

He carried me all the way to a large building. He set me down and opened the door for me.

There was no one else in here and now that I looked outside I realized it was dark. I missed dinner.

"Where are the other boys?" I asked. They weren't in the room and it was past curfew.

"They went into town for some more snacks."

"Oh, that makes sense. Why didn't you go?"

"It's Friday and I have an oil painting due Wednesday." He was grabbing stuff from all over the room. "I needed a model to paint, because everyone else is just painting fruit bowls. I wanted to something different." He pointed over my shoulder.

There were a lot of easels with the same four fruits arranged differently in the same bowl. He pulled over his easel and walked over to me.

"I'm just going to move you around into a good pose, okay?"

"Alright."

He moved my arms and head before grabbing a red velvet couch from the corner. He sat me down on it and handed me a book from his bag. It was the one I had been reading when he came in.

"When did you grab this?"

"When I grabbed you." He muttered while moving my legs around.

Once I was in the right pose with my book, he stepped back. Luc gave me single nod and went behind the easel.

"Don't move to much. Only to flip a page, please."

I nodded and picked up where I left off.

I don't how long it was when Luc tapped my shoulder. We didn't say anything, we just walked back to the dorms.

We waited until the guard fell asleep, they need to get a better guard, and snuck back in. We went and passed out in our bed while the boys hide our snacks in the secret compartments.

Over the next two days I modeled for Luc and on Monday he showed me the final product of our late, sleepless nights. It was so beautiful and realistic.

"Man, it's so beautiful." I chuckled. "I don't even think I'm beautiful but you made me beautiful."

He looked over at me. "Are you stupid?"

I looked over at him quickly, "What?"

"Are. You. Stupid?" He grabbed my hand and dragged me over to a mirror that was hanging against the wall. "What do you see?"

"Myself and you."

"Don't you see how beautiful you are?"

I shrugged, "I mean I'm not the ugliest but I'm definitely not the prettiest."

He gaped at me in the mirror. I was being dragged again back to the couch. When I sat down he kneeled in front of me.

"Show me where you aren't beautiful."

I pointed to me stomach, "I have stretch marks." I pointed to my thighs, "I also have stretch marks here." I pointed to my arms, "I have hair on my forearms." I pointed to my face, "Do I even have to explain my face?"

He grabbed my hands and kissed the palms of them. He lifted my shirt with permission and rubbed and kissed each mark.

He repeated this process everywhere I pointed. Butterflies flew in my stomach as his lips touch my skin. I had never been touch so lovingly, so delicately. He made me feel so beautiful.

He got to my face and kissed rapidly all over it, causing me to laugh.

He stopped and stared at me, "I need you to know that you are beautiful."

"Why?"

He sighed, "Because I think your the most beautiful person in the world." He grabbed my face and kissed me.

I froze but reacted once I realized that he was kissing me I kissed back. I put my hands in his hair and he smiled into the kiss. He leaned us back onto the couch. Luc grabbed my hips and pulled me up into him.

He went and attached his lips to my neck and I sighed. He rubbed up my sides and he kissed all over my neck.

"Your so beautiful." He looked at me and gave me a quick little peck on my lips.

"I think I need another kiss to prove your theory."

He shook his head but complied. He kissed me again but this time it was slower and so full of love.

"Sammy, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes." I kissed his nose. "Wait, what about Lenny?"

"What about him?"

"How will he react?"

"Oh, he actually he keeps pushing me to ask you out."

I shook my head, "He's so weird."

"You let him date your best friend."

"Oh, yeah." I forgot that. "I guess being okay with this kind of stuff runs in the family."

We got up and walked back to the dorm. When we laid down I thought of something.

"Luc."

"Yeah."

"We shouldn't tell the others."

"Why?"

"We should let them figure it out so then we can be like it's been going for like a month."

"You think it'll take a month?"

"You think it'll take longer?"

"Yeah, I think they'll figure it out at like Christmas."

"Want to bet?"

"Yeah!"

"Six books to the winner?"

"Deal!"

We shook hands and fell asleep. I was so going to win those books.