This is a continuation of Paintings
Warning... SPICE LEVEL: SPICY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~You let out a sigh of indignation as you sat at your desk, staring at your computer screen and waiting for another burst of inspiration to help you finish writing your research paper. After five minutes passed and you were still drawing a blank on what to write, you groaned and rested your head on the desk.
Your feelings of anger and frustration were interrupted when your phone chimed. The screen lit up with a text from the only person who could cheer you up: your boyfriend, Eita.
"I need some inspiration for another painting... can you come over?"
You couldn't help but blush as you responded with, "Yes, I'm on my way."
After you'd invited yourself over to Eita's dorm room one night while his roommate and yours desecrated your room with their disgusting sex acts, he'd painted you, which had led to the start of your relationship with him. It seemed that after he'd painted you once, he hadn't been able to get enough of you. However, he didn't paint you in the sexual ways you'd imagined he would after he made a lingering comment about Ben not being allowed to be around while he worked. Instead, he would draw portraits of you or take you to nice places to paint with him, even though his skills surpassed yours.
As you put on a sweater, some athletic shorts, and a pair of fuzzy slippers, you thought about how he hadn't invited you over to his apartment in a while. It was all Ben's fault. He had broken up with your roommate, so the two of them had been sulking in their respective rooms, leaving no opportunity for you and Eita to be alone in either one of your rooms.
Tonight, however, your roommate had been blathering on about how she and Ben were getting back together and were going to stay at a hotel. This fact had only made you happy because it meant you didn't have to deal with her and you could do whatever you wanted with Eita.
You shivered slightly as you opened the door and made the walk to Eita's room. It was a slightly chilly Friday evening and the dorms were completely and refreshingly silent since everyone was out partying.
When you arrived at your boyfriend's room, you knocked at his door, and he opened it, revealing his handsome figure. The serious look he had on his face changed as he smiled slightly at you and welcomed you into his room.
You planted a kiss against his lips and questioned, "What have you been up to?" upon noticing a few canvases and folders lying around his room.
"I've been trying to think of what to paint for an upcoming project," he responded, his eyebrows furrowing as he examined the blank canvas he'd set up on an easel at the foot of his bed.
"So, how can I help?" you wondered. You clasped your hands together with anticipation as you watched him run his hand through his blonde hair and waited for an answer.
"I want to paint something fun, just so I can be creative without worrying about painting for a project, you know?" His brown eyes met your own (e/c) ones, making you blush slightly. "So can I paint you again?"
You nodded with excitement and he placed his hands on your waist before gently kissing your forehead. Upon seeing his hands move to the bottom of his shirt to pull it off over his head, you bit your lip, trying to keep yourself from pouncing on him right there and then. Once he'd tossed his shirt across the room, you noticed a smirk form on his lips when he saw you eyeing him hungrily.
He surprised you, though, when he grabbed the hem of your sweater and removed it from your body before unhooking the back of your bra and taking that off of you as well. Almost instinctively, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips against his.
His warm hands felt amazing on your bare skin as they moved from your waist down to your shorts. The gentle kisses the two of you shared quickly became passionate as his hand slid between the waistband of your shorts and your underwear, pushing your shorts off. You stepped out of your shorts when they fell on the floor and proceeded to kiss him lovingly, feeling your heart race at the unexpected situation you'd gotten yourself into.
A small sigh escaped your mouth when Eita's lips parted with yours to kiss your neck. A shudder of anticipation swept over your body when you felt one of his hands grip the inside of your thigh.
"Eita," you moaned softly but with impatience, "Let's do this on the bed."
His warm breath tickled your neck as he responded, "Not yet." The hand gripping your thigh continued to move up until it brushed the bottom of your underwear. Just when you'd prepared yourself for what was going to happen next, his hand retreated and he separated his lips from your neck before backing away from you.
"Eita!" you whimpered, "Why would you do that?"
"I still have to paint you," he reminded you and smiled playfully, "but I wanted you to be all hot and bothered before you posed." He grabbed your waist and steered you over to the bed, where you reluctantly sat down. "I love the way you blush and your body shakes when you're turned on."
You couldn't help but blush again at his comment despite the fact that you were frowning. His gaze met with yours as he sat down in front of his canvas, obscuring part of his body from your view. One thing the canvas didn't hide from your view, however, was the bulge in his boxers.
It looked like you weren't the only one turned on.
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Even though you'd never posed for him with as little clothing on as you had on now, being as naked as you were in front of your handsome boyfriend gave you a surprising amount of confidence. However, after about twenty minutes passed, you were starting to grow impatient.
"Eita, I swear I'm gonna start touching myself if you don't hurry up," you grumbled as you laid down on his bed.
When you started to pull down the top of your underwear, Eita warned, "Stop. If you do that I'll lose focus."
A mischievous grin made its way onto your lips as you sat up and pulled your underwear off and watched his hungry eyes feast on the sight of your naked form. Now that was something he couldn't resist.
"You're being too naughty for me to handle tonight," he muttered as he moved his easel over to the side of the room.
He then approached you and pushed you down onto his bed again, making you giggle slightly before letting yourself melt in his arms when he showered you with kisses and let his hands freely roam your body.
"I should pose naked for you more often," you suggested with a small chuckle, thinking about how your boyfriend's need for inspiration had transformed into this amazingly passionate experience.
"I would like that." Eita lifted his head from your chest and looked at you with a gentle smile. "I have lots of other ideas I'd love to try out when it comes to painting and to having sex with you."
You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you before brushing your lips against his and whispering, "Show me."
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A/n: well there ya have it: my first spicy story lol. Let me know what you think and if I keep writing more of these I might just make a book specifically for them ;)
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