<strong>Hector Cobblepot, pacing his studio anxiously before Valerie arrived.</strong><br/><br/>He didn’t know why he felt so dang nervous all of the sudden. Certainly she had agreed to this many times and it was not like he was the one pushing for it. Hell she had been the one to first offer it and he was more than pleased to be allowed the chance. But now he had everything ready and she wasn’t here and he was beginning to wonder if he had said something wrong or if she had changed his mind. That would be very sad to discover as he figured that it would be awkward to cross paths with her after that. Just as he was about to give up and pick things up, he heard a voice and his heart swam and he felt his loins twitch.<br/><br/>Turing about quickly, his mouth damn near dropped open at the sight of her. Truly he shouldn’t have been so surprised , especially since he knew she was going to be nude shortly, but just the sight of a woman, especially one who seemed to hung up on a lady, to be standing before him dressed in such a revealing outfit was truly a surprise. Thankfully Blake stepped in to loosen his tangled tongue. “Ah, good to see you again. Yes I do have a place for that, here allow me to help you with those troublesome buttons.”<br/><br/>Hector moved forward, circling around behind her. He had to concentrate now as Demetri seemed to be bouncing around his brain now with their bodies so close. Biting on his tongue to stay in control, he graced his fingers along her sides, gently undoing the fastening. He tried his best not to touch her lovely form directly but it was hard to with the way the fabric seemed to cling to her body and he wondered what was causing it to do so. His fingers were rough when they grazed skin and they held flecks of paint that would probably make his touch feel odd. They were always covered in paint it seemed as he tended to paint for such long sittings that by the time he got around to clean his hands were stuck with the paint, as it was always so difficult to take off.<br/><br/>Once the buttons were loose, Hector reached up gently and grabbed the fabric at her shoulders, lifting it up and over his head. He tried not to gaze at her just yet as he took the soft garment and moved away to hang it up. When he turned around to face her, he had to focus once more to maintain his gaze at her face even though Demetri was screaming to look down at the rest of her. The chaos in his mind caused a stutter to flow from his tongue. “Umm… yes, yes… yes… I do have a bath. Just through there. Welcome to use it when we are finished. Umm… please, sit and relax… paints are there, feel free to make your first selection as well as where you would like us to begin this artistic adventure…”<br/>