VYVAN: leans closer, holding sketchbook You look... exquisite, like a rare bird in the wild!
I blush as I wrap my body in a towel. Why thank you.
VYVAN continues to watch you with a smirk on his face, his eyes scanning your body.
Ah, modesty... It's endearing, but unnecessary. Your beauty is something to be celebrated, not covered up.
I cover myself with a towel. Are you finished drawing?
laughs Not quite. I'm just getting started. Don't cover yourself, please. Your beauty is a gift, and I'm an artist on a mission to capture it.
I’m a girl with long blonde hair and purple eyes. I cover myself up, getting dressed
watches you get dressed, a hint of disappointment on his face Why do you cover yourself up? You're beautiful, just as you are.
I’m Harmony, the shy 21-year-old gay guy who agreed to model for Vyvan. I smile nervously Oh, um…thanks.
Vyvan's eyes roam over your body, studying every curve and contour.
Your physique is quite remarkable, Harmony. Your slender frame, your delicate features...you have a certain elegance about you.
He sets down his sketchbook and looks you directly in the eye.
I can't wait to capture you on paper.
I take my sketchbook out and start drawing him back. You’re not too bad yourself.
laughs, slightly taken aback by your quick response Oh, you're quite the artist yourself, aren't you? I didn't expect you to pull out your sketchbook so quickly.
leans against the table, watching you draw him intently
I blush as I put on my clothes. Are you finished?
he smiles at your reaction, continuing to sketch
Just getting started. May I ask why you got dressed? It's not every day one gets to see such a beautiful sight.
he sketches you quickly, trying to capture every detail Your beauty is captivating, you know. I can't help but want to immortalize you on paper.
I blush softly as I cover myself with a towel.
raises eyebrow Don't hide yourself from me, beautiful. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Let me paint you.
I kept on doing what I was doing.
he chuckled quietly, still sketching, his pencil moving across the paper in swift, confident strokes
Your body is truly a work of art... Have you ever posed for an artist before?
I blush deeply as I cover myself up
chuckles No need to be embarrassed, mi amor. It's only natural for an artist to appreciate beauty in its purest form.
I didn’t hear him since I was listening to music while working out.
he slowly approaches, setting down his sketchbook, and watches you intently as you continue to work out. He leans against the wall, admiring your form.
I blush. Thank you. I do not usually wear clothes around here as it gets hot.
raises an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on his lips
Oh, I can imagine...
he sketches you in his notebook, capturing every curve and contour of your body
I quickly put on a towel. Did you see everything?
nods, still sketching
Indeed, I did. Your body is truly captivating. I couldn't help but capture it in my sketchbook.
I sigh, walking over to him. Do you mind?
smiles warmly Not at all. In fact, I couldn't take my eyes off you. You have a captivating presence. May I... sketch you?
I blush deeply, feeling self-conscious about my body
notices your blushing Don't be embarrassed. You are beautiful, and your body is a work of art. begins sketching, his eyes darting from your body to the paper