<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/cf/18/3c/cf183c3e2503e0310868d145c619a541.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gabriel Archibald<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 2nd | 3pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Patio out back<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>see avatar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charlie<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>none<hr/><br/>The girl murmured something but he didn't hear it. He was about to tell her she needed to speak a little louder if she wanted him to make anything out of it, wondering if super awkward and shy was the price of having that body and face. Proven wrong in the next moment, Gabe watched oddly fascinated as she sat down and got ready to actually draw him.<br/><br/>Was she for real?<br/><br/>Then he remembered he was the one who sat on that damn chair, not even attending some lame class but actually modelling for it. Shouldn't say a word about her doing whatever she wanted to do. But then she got serious, and he couldn't hold back the laugh. "We're really doing this? Just you, me and a pencil? Well..."<br/><br/>Mischief welled up, made his stomach tingle with anticipation, and he stood up. "Let's, then." The jacket was first to go, dropped casually to the ground next to him, and then he undid his jeans. "Just do me, right?" He asked, copying her words with very intentional different meaning than she had spoken them in. But as he pushed the denim down his hips he remembered that he'd not put anything on under it. He was already showing more than would count as decent, dark neatly groomed hair and an inch of his cock revealed. He stopped there, left his jeans covering most of what would make this an R rated drawing session.<br/><br/>"I don't think me calling the shots is a good idea. You might have to pose me, yanno, arm here, arm there, move up, down, whatever..." The animated explanation made his jeans slip a little further down, to the point of them barely staying in place, and he grinned looking down at himself and then at her. "Better hurry," he suggested with a wink.