Either they want the portrait to look very realistic, capturing reality as urately as possible or they would want the portrait to be a slightly better-looking version of themselves. If I’m to leave the customers to choose then I’ll probably end up with both types of requests and that meant that I had to befortable in delivering both types as well.


    "I think a man can be beautiful. It’s not strange. You were very pretty too as a kid…" I said before smiling brightly at him.


    The blond boy I saw in the photo looked like a little angel. I didn’t know what his character was like back then just from a photo, but I couldn’t say that his character right now matches his face.


    "I got teased for looking like a girl a lot when I was younger. Although Harvey was always the one with longer hair, I was the one who was teased…" Hayden said calmly as he seemed to recall some old memories.


    "Sounds tough…" Iment with a smile.


    "Not really. Harvey would hit anyone who said that, so I just found it funny," Hayden said as heughed along.


    There was a knock on the door and Auntie popped her head into the studio. I wondered what she wanted but one nce down at the puppy in her arms gave me the answer that I was looking for.


    "I’m here to deliver this little guy. He finished his business in the garden already and should be full from breakfast," Auntie reported with a smile.


    Little Hayden had been very sessful in amassing his fanbase in the mansion. Auntie and all the maids were already his big and loyal fans. Finding someone to volunteer to look after him was a breeze. The puppy’s easy-going attitude and cheerful personality was probably the main reason behind his poprity.


    "Thank you. Wee back, Little Hayden," I said as I stretched out my arm.


    Auntie ced Little Hayden carefully into my arms and I cuddled him close to my chest. Little Hayden was growing up fast and I was sure that he gained quite a big of weight. He felt heavier in my arms, but he was still as cute as ever. Auntie excused herself and I ced Little Hayden down on the floor.


    "He’s so spoiled…" Hayden muttered.


    "Don’t say that…he’s just very popr…" I replied as I reached down to stroke Little Hayden’s head.


    Hayden rolled his eyes at me but refused toment anymore. I started working on sketching Hayden focusing only on his face down to his chest area. To practice both versions, I outline two sketches. Personally, I found the realistic version easier than the other one. I mean, how am I supposed to make Hayden look better than he already does?


    Surprisingly, Hayden was very cooperative, and I made a lot of progress in the span of almost two hours. I was afraid that Hayden would get bored, so I tried to keep a conversation going while I worked on the sketches. If he was really my client, I would probably need to entertain the client through some type of conversation as well. Otherwise, the session would be boring and very awkward.


    "How is the sketching along?" Hayden asked.


    "Better than I thought. Thanks to your help," I replied cheerfully.


    "Really? Will you be done soon?" he asked.


    "I think I’ll have the mainponents done in a few minutes. Then I can work on the shading and other small details on my ownter," I replied with my eyes still on the sketch in front of me.


    "Great…" Hayden muttered.


    "Sorry, you’re probably bored out of your mind," I said apologetically.


    "Yeah, I am…" Hayden replied honestly, sounding very bored.


    "Just hang on a little more…" I pleaded in a small voice before smiling at him.


    I focused on finishing up the main sketches on the canvases before Hayden reaches the end of his patience. Right now, the realistic sketch and the better-version sketch looked pretty much the same to each other. It was clear that I needed to work on how to enhance portraits of people to make them look better than their realistic selves while notpromising their identity.


    The portrait needs to resemble reality enough for people to tell who is in the painting or sketch. It’s not going to be an easy task…


    Suddenly, something warm touched my knees and my body jumped in fright and surprise. I was too focused on thinking about the sketch that I hadn’t realized that Hayden had left his seat. When did he get here?


    "Hayden…" I whispered his name in shock with my eyes wide open.


    Looking down I could see Hayden crouching down right in front of my knees with his hands on my legs. The look in his eyes told me that he was already at his limit in apletely different way. The heated look in his blue eyes and the way his hands started caressing my legs told me more than enough about what he wanted.


    "Wait…I’m still working…" I protested although I knew that it was probably useless.


    "Then continue. I won’t disturb your work," Hayden said casually.


    Despite his promise not to disturb my work, his hands didn’t stop softly caressing my legs. It wasn’t long before his yful hands started inching upwards along my legs until he reached my thighs. My body shivered and it felt difficult for me to keep myself from moaning.


    "Hayden…wait…" I objected.


    "Focus on your sketch. You have work to do, right?" Hayden teased.


    His hand started rubbing my thighs before trailing a line gently along my inner thighs as his fingers inched further up my legs. I looked down to see his hand disappearing underneath the fabric of my dress. My eyes closed and a small whimpering moan escaped my lips. My lower abdomen clenched and started to throb. I knew that I should continue working on my sketch, but I could no longer concentrate.


    Hayden’s watchful eyes observed my reaction as his hands began parting my legs. My body was already reacting so strongly to his suggestive stimtions, and I started to pant. Desire built up inside of me and started swirling around in my lower abdomen before my pussy began to throb with need.


    --To be continued…


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