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The next thing he knew, all the others had left and he was alone in the room with the model. Noticing thus, he felt slightly awkward for the silence and let out a, "Lovely weather we're having, eh?" before he could stop himself. Not really expecting an answer, he looked up to offer his subject a hopeless grin before returning his nose to the canvas.
Nathan was working on the shading, using his hands as opposed to a tortillion to push the charcoal into varying shades of grey. His little finger circled the tip of the drawing-model's penis, again bringing a blush to his cheeks and a flutter in his gut as he couldn't help but imagine using his fingertips to ghost along the real life version across the room.
(( I'm sorry about my replies taking so long today, it seems as though everytime I go to reply something else comes up that I need to do D: Busy busy day... ))
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