Exclusive Model for the Top Painter Chapter 10

Desire to Paint the Body

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Back at the villa, Liang Jin took a quick shower and leaned back on the bed to play a game.

After a couple of games, he decided it was no fun and had just quit when a message popped up on WeChat.

Shu Yue: Brother! Are you there?

Liang Jin: ?

Shu Yue is his cousin and is currently studying at university in B City. His major is finance, but he is extremely passionate about music. His studies are very demanding, but he spends all his time in the band he had formed, serving as the lead singer and guitarist, and living a colourful life. This kid is usually very wild and can not be controlled by anyone, but he listens to Liang Jin. It is because he and Liang Jin went to the same primary school, Liang Jin being two years ahead of him, and when he was being bullied on campus, Liang Jin defended him.

Shu Yue: I'm coming to A City tomorrow to take part in the auditions for the University Music Festival, so I'll drop by to see you, are you free?

Liang Jin: When will you arrive?

Shu Yue: The flight is at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll be there at ten o'clock!

Liang Jin: Okay, then when I leave tomorrow, I'll pick you up at the airport.

Shu Yue: Hahahahahaha, Brother, you're too vengeful! I retract, I'll rephrase! I'm making a special trip to visit you and I'm attending the festival along the way, is that okay?

Liang Jin: Yes.

At that moment, he suddenly received a text message.

Ji Xiuyuan: [Sleeping?]

Liang Jin replied immediately: [Not yet.]

As the number of WeChat messages from Shu Yue continued to grow, Liang Jin switched his cell phone to mute.

Ji Xiuyuan: [Come to the studio for a while.]

Liang Jin: [Okay.]

He looked at WeChat and saw that Shu Yue had sent him more than twenty pictures of the band's latest news, to which Liang Jin replied with a few words of encouragement, then he put on a white T-shirt and ran upstairs in his boxers.

When he pushed open the studio door, Ji Xiuyuan was sitting by his easel, staring at the figure in the painting. The light in the studio was very dim, and his face was shrouded in light and shadow, making him feel inexplicably nervous.

Freshly bathed, the tips of his hair still damp with water, Ji Xiuyuan looked up at him, "I've recently been preparing for an art exhibition, and these four paintings with you as the model will be the main works on display, the title of the exhibition has not yet been decided, do you have any inspiration?"

Liang Jin looked at the four paintings, the titles of the paintings and Ji Xiuyuan's signature were written in the bottom right corner: the first painting, 'Hope', had a beach background, in which he was smiling like a carefree, happy fool. The second painting, 'Desire', shows a dishevelled figure in shackles, tormented by both physical pain and mental desire. In the third painting, 'Crush', his eyes are misty and lost. The final painting, 'Mist', is ethereal and has the aura of being free from vulgarity.

For some reason, looking at these paintings, he could not help but think back to that afternoon not too long ago, when the two had kissed in order to create the atmosphere for the painting.

His breath trembled slightly as he stepped back a little and sat down on the sofa next to him: "I... I don't have any ideas."

Ji Xiuyuan said, "I'm still a little dissatisfied with the painting 'Crush', and I need your cooperation to improve it."

Liang Jin was flushed with emotion: "Mhmm, okay."

"My original idea was that it needed a kind of fervent obsession. The only emotion presented here is shame, less impulsive... lust."

Liang Jin swallowed his mouthful of saliva: "So?"

Ji Xiuyuan moved closer to him, "Can you do it? A deep display of lust, in front of me, without any reservation."

"Sorry, I think..."

"I can help you." Ji Xiuyuan stopped in front of him, took out a strip of black silk from his pocket and gently placed it over his eyes: "Be good."

Liang Jin did not resist.

The silk was placed over his eyes and he lost his sense of sight, leaving only an increasingly sensitive sense of hearing and smell.

Could hear his breathing.

Could smell his breath.

Could feel his touch.

"No need to be nervous, just relax." Ji Xiuyuan leaned in to his ears, carefully caressing his straight back, making him lie back against the sofa: "Imagine any scenario you want, I need you to sink into it."

Liang Jin's mind went blank, but deep inside his heart it felt like a fire had ignited, and a surge of heat rushed violently to his lower abdomen.

When Ji Xiuyuan touched him there, he could not help but tremble slightly.

His eyes were covered by the silk and he could not see any actual scene at all. But the illusion of being alone magnified the shame and excitement exponentially, and instead his body became even more aroused.

Liang Jin gasped quietly, suppressing the surge of desire.

Lifting his white T-shirt, he soothed his body, which was trembling with desire.

So cute.

Ji Xiuyuan hung his head and gently touched his lips.

Immersed in his passion, he was like a black swan singing on the water, beautiful and charming.

At this moment, he was so suitable for a painting.

But just to paint him, it seemed that something was missing. It was as if, from the moment he met him, something at the bottom of his heart began to stir, constantly clamouring for more.

Not enough, not enough.

I want more.

"I've thought of a name," Ji Xiuyuan said, wrapping his arms around his waist, his eyes seemingly lit up like stars: "This exhibition will be called Misty Maze."

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When Liang Jin returned to his room and lay on his bed, his mind was still replaying the events that had just transpired.

He wished he could travel back in time two hours and beat himself up for having half agreed to this kind of physical contact that was past the bottom line.

What was even more humiliating was that he had actually been turned on and had actually enjoyed it. He buried his head in the pillow: he had soiled Ji Xiuyuan's hands and clothes, and he regretted it so much that he wanted to move to another planet immediately.

He would have to talk to him about it tomorrow, Liang Jin had made up his mind, he couldn't go on like this.

Breakfast the next day.

As usual, Ji Xiuyuan sat at the table, fully dressed, slowly and deliberately cutting an omelette.

Liang Jin got up early for the first time, poured himself a glass of milk and sat opposite Ji Xiuyuan with the glass in his hand: "Cough, good morning, Ji Shen."

"Good morning."

Looking at Ji Xiuyuan's calm expression, Liang Jin really admired the quality of his mind: "I have something to discuss with you."

"Go ahead."

"It's about last night..." Liang Jin wanted to speak, but did not know where to start.

Ji Xiuyuan's hand holding the fork paused, before he smiled, "It worked well last night, I was very satisfied."

Liang Jin blushed, "I mean, is that level of physical contact really necessary?"

"Is there a problem? Didn't you enjoy it too?"

Liang Jin choked violently on his milk: "That was just a normal physical reaction!"

"I see." Ji Xiuyuan smiled at him with grace and elegance, "Next time, I will improve my technique and try to make the whole process more enjoyable for you."

"......" Liang Jin finished his milk in one gulp and silently left this sad place of failed negotiations.

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Translator Notes

Please feel free to comment any mistakes I made so I can improve and do better as I go through the book.

Translated: April 22, 2023