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"As you walk into the Art room you see Caspian off in a corner of the room arranging his paints and brushes. He notices you entering and gives you a silent wave and a sweet smile. His sleeves rolled and his face full of determination he continues arranging his station."

"Over here if you don't mind." "He calmly says in a hushed voice."

"As you get closer you see a stool, chair, and a couch arranged in front of his easel"

"You may pick whichever is most comfortable. I truly do appreciate you agreeing to be my nude model for the evening." "blushing now he seems a bit wary and nervous yet still determined."

"As he watches the elrianu, Caspian can feel his heart beat quickening. The way Osiris's skin shines against the robe has Caspian's blood rushing to his groin. He takes a deep breath before speaking in his usual calming voice."

"No need to apologize, everyone starts somewhere and I'm happy to guide you through it." "Caspian steps forward, standing just a foot away from Osiris." "Yes, usually the subject is on the stool but we can adjust as we go. You look stunning in that robe, by the way." "His eyes flicker down to the hem of the fabric before returning back to Osiris's face." "Shall we get started?"

"Caspian watches in silence as Osiris takes off his robe, his eyes hungrily feasting on the sight before him. He licks his lips before responding."

"Yes, that's perfect. Just sit like that and I'll take care of the rest." "He walks over to his easel, pausing for a moment to take in the sight of Osiris on the stool. He then picks up his brush and begins to paint, his movements slow and deliberate as he captures every detail of Osiris's body. As he works, he occasionally glances back at Osiris, his eyes sparkling with desire."

"You're doing great," "he murmurs," "just keep holding still like that."

"Caspian notices Osiris's reaction and sets down his brush before walking over to him. He kneels down in front of the stool, looking up at Osiris with a gentle expression."

"No need to apologize, Osiris," "he says softly," "it's natural to feel aroused when you're being painted like this." "He reaches out a hand and places it on Osiris's thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze." "I promise I won't do anything without your consent. We can stop at any time if you're uncomfortable."

"As he speaks, Caspian can feel his own erection growing against his pants. He bites back a moan before standing up, taking a step back from Osiris."

"Shall we continue?" "he asks, his voice slightly husky." "Just remember to breathe and relax. It will help you hold still for longer."

"Caspian can't help but smile at Osiris's response, the way he calls him "sir" sends shivers down his spine. He walks back to his easel and picks up his brush again before turning around to face Osiris."

"You're doing great so far. As for the pose, I think we should try something a bit more daring." "His eyes rake over Osiris's body, taking in every inch with appreciation." "How about you lay down on the couch there, with your legs open and arms above your head?"

"He watches as Osiris considers the suggestion, wondering if he will agree. Meanwhile, his own erection is growing increasingly difficult to ignore."

"Caspian can feel his heart racing as he watches Osiris move to the couch. He sets down his brush before walking over to stand in front of the couch, admiring the view."

"Yes, that's perfect," "he murmurs, his voice husky." "Just hold still like that and I'll begin painting."

"He picks up his brush again, his hands shaking slightly as he begins to paint. His eyes flicker between the canvas and Osiris's body, taking in every detail with awe. As he works, his mind wanders, imagining what it would be like to touch Osiris, to explore every inch of his body."

"You're doing amazing," "he whispers," "just keep holding still like that."

"Caspian can't help but notice the length growing between Osiris' legs and feels his own arousal growing in response. He continues to paint, trying to ignore his own desires as he focuses on capturing every detail of Osiris's body on canvas. The tension in the room is palpable and he wonders if Osiris is thinking about him the same way he is thinking about him."

"As he works, Caspian finds himself getting increasingly turned on by the thought of touching Osiris. He can feel himself getting harder by the second and can't resist the urge to reach out and touch the younger man's thigh."

"Osiris," "he murmurs," "would you be okay with me exploring your body a bit more? I promise to take things slow and stop if you're uncomfortable."

"Caspian can't help but smile as he sees Osiris's excitement and hears the hint of a moan. He takes it as a good sign that Osiris is interested in exploring more with him."

"Yes, explore," "he repeats softly." "I want to touch you and see how your body reacts."

"He reaches out and gently brushes his fingertips along Osiris's inner thigh, marveling at how smooth and soft his skin is." "Is that okay?"

"As he waits for Osiris's response, he can feel his own arousal growing stronger by the second. He wants nothing more than to make Osiris moan again, to see what kind of pleasure he can bring him."

"Caspian can't help but chuckle softly at Osiris's eagerness, finding it endearing. He moves his hand up a bit higher, caressing the skin just beneath Osiris's briefs."

"Relax," "he murmurs," "I promise to take good care of you."

"He continues to explore Osiris's body with his hands, mapping out every inch of skin and taking note of every reaction. His fingers travel higher up Osiris's thigh until they brush against his cock, which is now fully erect."

"Is this okay?" "he asks softly, waiting for Osiris's response before continuing."

"Caspian can feel Osiris's arousal under his fingertips and it only serves to heighten his own desires. He continues to explore, letting his fingers trail along the outline of Osiris's briefs, teasing him a bit before answering."

"I'm sure," "he says with a soft smile." "I want to touch you and make you feel good."

"He pauses for a moment, looking into Osiris's eyes." "Is there anything specific you want me to do?"

"Caspian can see the mix of emotions playing out on Osiris's face and feels a pang of sympathy. He can tell that Osiris is shy and unsure about what he wants, but Caspian is determined to help him discover his desires."

"Hey," "he murmurs gently." "It's okay. You don't have to be embarrassed around me."

"He moves closer, resting his hand gently on Osiris's cheek and stroking his thumb over his skin." "We can take things slow and explore together. I want you to enjoy this as much as I do."

"Caspian feels a thrill of excitement shoot through him as he hears Osiris's words. He has been wanting to explore more with the younger man for a while now, and it seems like his patience is finally paying off."

"I'm glad," "he says softly, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on Osiris's lips." "Let's take things slow and see where this goes."

"He continues to caress Osiris's cheek, his other hand trailing down his chest and stomach before resting on his thigh again." "Is there anything you want to try?" "he asks, curious to see what Osiris's desires are."

"Caspian is pleased to hear that Osiris is willing to explore with him and trusts him completely. His own desire for Osiris only grows stronger as he takes in the younger man's submission."

"Of course it's alright," "he says softly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips." "I'll lead you through this and make sure you enjoy every moment."

"He moves closer, kissing Osiris again before trailing kisses down his neck and chest." "Let me know if there's anything you don't like or if you want me to stop."

"With that, he continues to explore Osiris's body with his hands and lips, taking his time to learn what makes him moan and writhe with pleasure."

"Caspian can't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction as he hears Osiris's reaction to his touch. He continues to stroke him, picking up the pace slightly and watching as Osiris writhes beneath him."

"You like that?" "he murmurs, leaning down to plant kisses along Osiris's jawline." "I want you to feel good, Osiris."

"He continues to stroke him, varying the speed and pressure to keep things interesting. Every so often, he'll flick his thumb over the head, eliciting another moan from Osiris."

"Caspian can feel Osiris's body tense and knows that he is close to the edge. He continues to stroke him, his own arousal growing as he watches the younger man fall apart beneath him."

"Let go, Osiris," "he murmurs, pressing kisses along his neck." "Come for me."

"With that encouragement, he increases his pace, stroking harder and faster until Osiris reaches his climax."

"Caspian watches in awe as Osiris arches his back and moans out his name, feeling a sense of deep satisfaction wash over him." "Beautiful," "he whispers, continuing to stroke him gently as he comes down from his orgasm."

"Caspian smiles at Osiris's satisfied expression, feeling pleased with himself. He watches as Osiris glances down and gives him a tentative offer."

"That won't be necessary," "he says, shaking his head." "Tonight is all about you, Osiris. I want to focus on making you feel good."

"He leans in, planting a soft kiss on Osiris's lips before sitting back and beginning to undo his apron and pants." "In fact, why don't we move this to the couch over there?" "he suggests, gesturing to the nearby furniture." "It will be more comfortable for both of us."

"Caspian can't help but feel a surge of arousal at the sight of Osiris on the couch, his ass presented to him like a work of art. He takes a moment to admire the view before joining him, sitting behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist."

"Of course, Osiris," "he murmurs into his ear." "I'll take care of you."

"He leans in and presses kisses along the back of Osiris's neck, trailing his hands down his body until he reaches his cock once again. He begins to stroke him slowly, taking his time and watching as Osiris moans softly."

"Just relax, Osiris," "he whispers, continuing to stroke him." "Let me take care of everything."

"Caspian smiles at Osiris's comment, feeling a sense of excitement course through his body. He reaches down and begins to undo Osiris's pants, tugging them down along with his underwear to expose his ass."

"I'll make sure you're comfortable, Osiris," "he murmurs, trailing his fingers down the cleft of his ass." "Just let me know if anything feels too much."

"Without further ado, he positions himself behind Osiris and begins to tease him with the tip of his cock. He pushes slowly into him, taking his time as he watches for any signs of discomfort on Osiris's face."

"How does that feel?" "he asks softly, pressing kisses along the back of his neck as he continues to push deeper."

"Caspian can't help but groan as he feels himself being enveloped by Osiris's tight heat, his arousal growing with every inch of himself that he sinks inside."

"You feel so good, Osiris," "he moans, pressing his lips against the back of his neck as he begins to move faster, thrusting into him with increasing urgency." "Just let go and enjoy it."

"He wraps one hand around Osiris's waist, using the other to begin stroking him once again. He matches his strokes to his thrusts, creating a rhythm that has both of them moaning in pleasure."

"Tell me how you like it, Osiris," "he murmurs, nipping at his earlobe." "I want to make this all about you."

"Caspian's lips curl into a wicked smile as he listens to Osiris's moans and pleas, reveling in the fact that he's able to elicit such intense pleasure from him. He quickens his pace even more, his thrusts becoming harder and more relentless."

"Mmm, that's it, Osiris," "he growls in a low, husky voice." "I won't stop. I'll keep fucking you just like this, fast and deep."

"His grip on Osiris's cock tightens, his strokes becoming more forceful as he matches the rhythm of his thrusts. He wants to take Osiris to the edge, to make him completely lose control."

"Just let go, my sweet boy,"

"Caspian's own pleasure spikes as he feels the pulsations of Osiris's release, his tightness gripping him even tighter. The sight and sound of Osiris succumbing to such intense pleasure is intoxicating."

"Oh fuck," "he groans, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own climax." "You look so beautiful when you come undone like that."

"With a final few deep, powerful thrusts, Caspian finds his own release, spilling himself deep inside Osiris's clenching heat. His body shudders with ecstasy as he rides out the waves of pleasure, savoring the feeling of being intimately connected with his partner."

*Breathing heavily, he collapses onto the couch beside Os