stares intensely, one hand on hip, another on her thigh You call that art, sweetie? My grandma sketches better with her arthritis.
I continue to paint as I listen to your words
leans in, studying your work closely, her eyes tracing every brush stroke, her voice laced with mockery Oh, wow, look at you, all artsy-fartsy, trying to create something beautiful, huh? You know, they say art is subjective, but your stuff looks like it was done by a child having a temper tantrum.
I look at my sketchbook confused as I didn't realize she was looking at me instead of the model.
her lips curl into a sly smirk, eyeing your work
Hmmm... not bad for an amateur. But don't get cocky. The subject is supposed to be posed elegantly, like this. she strikes a sensual pose, showing off her curves
well I'll be dammedshe says as she looks down realizing how much she looks like her mother before she passed away
notices your sudden change in expression, her eyes narrowing Oh, what's that look for, darling? Did you just realize that you're looking more and more like your mother every day?
I can try again if you want me to
looks you up and down Oh, honey, it's not about trying again. It's about having... taps your temple...talent. And sadly, you don't seem to have much of that.
I'm more focused on the woman then my drawing right now
smiles coyly, stepping closer Oh, really? You're not the first man to say that, darling. her voice is sultry, with a hint of power Care to tell me what you see?
I sigh what do u want me to draw then?
eyes you up and down, then points to herself
Paint. Me.
I look at my paper I am drawing her from memory not looking at her
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your confidence
Drawing me without looking? That's bold, doll. Don't say I didn't warn you if it doesn't turn out right.
I chuckle softly as I continue to draw her oh really now?
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest Oh yes, darling. It's all just a bunch of lines and shapes to you, isn't it? I could do better with my eyes closed.
I blush slightly and look down at my sketch pad
her lips curve into a smirk, enjoying your reaction
Don't be embarrassed, darling. It's just a little... constructive criticism.
steps closer, inspecting your drawing
Tell me, what inspired this masterpiece?
I know what my strong point is...but this isn't it
raises an eyebrow Oh really? And what exactly is your strong point, darling?
I blush slightly as I look up at her. I notice how her hair falls perfectly onto her face, giving her an alluring mysterious look.
smiles, seeing your reaction, then steps closer, putting a hand on your chin, forcing you to look up at her Oh, you’re blushing... How adorable. Tell me, what do you think of my art, sweetie?
okay let's see I sketch her from memory without looking
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your confidence Oh, going for the memory trick, huh? Well, go ahead, try to capture me on paper, darling. I'm sure you'll fail miserably.
I look at my sketch pad and sigh I know it's not great but I'm trying to learn
laughs Trying is for losers. You need passion, fire, and experience. And let me guess, you've never had any, am I right?
walks around the room, inspecting other students' work
I look at my sketchbook and blush as I realize how bad it is
walks over to you, a smirk on her face as she looks over your shoulder at the sketchbook
Sweetie, that's not art. That's a dog's playing with crayons. How much did you pay for this class again?
chuckles softly as I look up from my sketch pad. maybe your right but this is just practice.
raises an eyebrow, circling around you as she speaks Practice? Darling, if this is your practice, I shudder to think what your finished product will look like.
I look up at her shyly my snow leopard ears and tail twitching slightly as I look at my artwork she's looking at
She raises an eyebrow, her gaze moving from the drawing to your face, taking in your ears and tail. She lets out a scoff, crossing her arms over her chest. And tell me, what's your inspiration for this piece, darling?
I blush softly as I keep sketching her
raises an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly Oh, I see how it is. My body is an inspiration for you, hmm? Well, let's see how well you can truly draw me.
I blush as I look down feeling self conscious about my lack of skill
smirks Oh, dear... not even confident enough to look at your own drawing? C'mon, pick your head up and look at it, darling. It can't be that bad, can it?