#In secret film

[bits-and-babs]

𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 — 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄

-> OCT. 09 : COCK WORSHIP

WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI. Dirty talk, teasing, oral (m receiving) era appropriate vocabulary.

WC: 1001

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The sound of the brush strokes against the canvas that Laurent works on causes your hair to stand on end from your position on the chaise lounge. Your lover had insisted upon painting you, having wanted to since the moment you had met. Your persistent refusal had done little to discourage that desire, and a few days ago you had given up trying to deny his advances.

His blackened eyes peek over the frame of the canvas every few seconds, dragging down the length of your body. You swear you can almost feel his gaze, like he’s tracing across your side with the bristles of his beloved, worn paint brush. You had bought it for him on a trip to Bordeaux, months ago now, the handle made of ivory. He’d already had to change out the camel-hair bristles three times, taking it apart and putting it back together in a refusal to discard of it.

“Laurent,” you whisper softly, the tension between you too thick to ignore, like oil paints left far too long on a palette. His eyelids are heavy when his gaze moves to your visage, intense through his lashes.

“Yes?” He speaks, matching your volume. He knows what you’re like, knows your inclination to ease the atmosphere into that of an illicit nature. “What is it you need, my love?”

You can’t help but grin, knowing now that he’s willing to appease the need that had been building in you since he set his eyes on you from beyond the easel. You cast your eyes across him for a moment, considering how to approach this game of cat and mouse.

“Have you ever been the subject of a painting yourself?” You query, gently sinking your teeth into your lower lip. His head slowly rock sideways in a shake, a silent signal of no. “I believe you should, I feel it would be revolutionary.”

You can’t see the lower half of his face, but you see the outsides of his eyes crinkle in that telltale sign he’s grinning from ear to ear. “And why do you think that?” He asks you, and falls perfectly into your trap as he sets his palette down.

“Because you are beautiful,” you insist, “From your curls, to your nose. Your perfect lips…” He steps around the easel now, slowly approaching you with deliberate steps. The wooden floorboards creak beneath his shoes, and your heart leaps in anticipation.

“Perhaps it should be a nude piece,” you murmur, waiting until he’s stood just in front of you, “Then they could see how utterly perfect your cock is, Laurent.”

He laughs then, flashing white teeth. “Perfect? That’s certainly a choice word,” he murmurs, cupping your cheek in his hand. His gold signet ring is cold against your burning skin.

“It is perfect,” you insist, sitting up on the chaise lounge and using your fingers to slowly undo the strings holding his trousers together. His cock is standing at attention beneath the fabric already, and you can’t help but smile, “Perfect in that it always knows exactly when it’s needed. And it is so pretty.”

Laurent is silent as you work to push the material of his trousers from his hip, lips parted as he listens to you worship him, praise every inch of him. When his cock is exposed, you sigh softly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the tip that has Laurent’s breath hitching slightly.

“You’re flushed so flawlessly, such a pretty pink colour,” you murmur, running your finger across the head of his dick as if to highlight exactly what you mean. It twitches slightly and you can’t help but grin, looking up at Laurent through your lashes.

“Such pretty veins too, darling. They’d look gorgeous in a painting, don’t you think?” He nods almost dumbly, taken in completely by your praise as you trace down the protruding veins in question. His jaw is slack, groaning weakly as you press a kiss to his frenulum, his knees almost buckling at the sensation.

“I think that it would be an even more compelling piece should you include how fetching it looks when you cum, and it slides down the length of you,” you whisper, Laurent’s fingers working their way into your hair for something to hold. His grip is tight, strained as you tease him. “I feel the contrast would be stunning in oil paint.”

“Hah-“ he exhaled heavily as your tongue traces him slowly, “Fuck, darling- you’re devilish tonight-“

“If devilish means praising you, my love, then I suppose I am,” you muse, and Laurent groans in response, tilting his head back. You hum softly, brushing your thumbs over his hip bones as you continue to tease him.

“I just feel you’re far too gorgeous not to share with the world, it would be utterly unjust and discriminatory,” your breath tickles his length and he moans out, grip tightening in your strands.

“But none of them looking at the painting will ever know just how good you make me feel, Laurent,” you think out loud, his eyes settling on your face again as his knuckles brush across your cheekbone.

“Is that right?” He murmurs, his voice throaty with his need.

“Mhmm-hmm,” you hum softly, resting the tip of his cock against your lips as you talk, “So I was considering the idea of a pair of paintings. One of your pretty, breathtaking cock, and another of me sat on it, face twisted in ecstasy and scratching scarlet lines down your abdomen to prove to everyone how much of an incredible lover you are, Laurent.”

He growls loudly now, having had enough of the teasing. He hooks his thumb into the front teeth of your lower jaw in order to open your mouth and slip his cock inside. You can taste precum already, and your eyes roll back.

“Let’s practice that ‘twisted expression of ecstasy’, shall we my love? That’s it, excellent start,” he murmurs huskily, slowly beginning to thrust into your throat.

END

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