The artist's model part 2 (For TheWamts)

The morning sun rose into the apartment of an art student, his full name was John McWright Carnaby. Well he was an art student and part time wrestler at the AFW's tension brand.

Yesterday was an extraordinary day for him, as part of a project for college he had to paint someone.
As luck would have it a woman had encountered him, a girl named Lia Harrison. As the day had passed he bonded with her and the two had started a relationship, his mind cleared the cobwebs of sleep as he looked up at the ceiling.

His gaze shifted to the girl in his bed, everything about her seemed to pretty much endear him to her.
The art student moved his hand to her head and brushed aside her hair, she seemed to be still asleep at this point.
With a yawn he sat up in the couch bed, moving the same hand to rub one of her feet gently.
John sighed in content before lying back down, sliding down the bed.

He began planting kisses near her breasts, wrapping his arms close to her body while muttering "Good morning my dear...."

Lia's mind was still in dreamscape. She was flying, high through the clouds, riding on her treasured bicycle. And flying beside her was someone, she recognized the face, and it was like the world warmed up when she looked in this person's direction, but the name was lost on her.

Suddenly, she felt her body tense up and the clouds faded as she woke up. She heard the last two words and the memories of yesterday came back to her. Already smiling, she moved her groggy body as best as she could to lean closer to John. "Mmm... morning Jo..ohn.". Although still sleepy, she didn't mind being woken up, and slowly felt that John was kissing her.

She kissed back and moved to pull his body even closer into him, with as much strength as a barely-awake 5'4" girl could.

John kissed his new love back, happily humming to himself as he did.
He hugged into her as well, pressing her breasts against his chest as he did so.

The art student ran a hand along her mane of hair "Lia....." he muttered to her as they kissed.
John would break the kiss and pull his head close to her breasts, he would kiss and caress the bare skin of them with his tongue. His right hand moving to rub the heel of her foot

John would sit upright and say "Shall I make us some breakfast? Or would you like to have some more fun?"

Slightly alert now, she understood John's words, and the mention of breakfast made her realize just how hungry she was. She had not eaten anything last night except for a cup of tea. And as good as it was, solid food sounded good to her right now.

But the choice couldn't be hers entirely, so she pushed the question back onto him. "Whatever you want John. Both sound really good right now..."

"Hm I think we should get something to eat, plenty of time to kiss and all that later eh?" the art student said with a smirk. Mr Carnaby would peck her forehead before putting his onto hers.

John would lift himself out the bed, dressed in a pair of boxers that showed the union jack.
"Alright what have I got here? I got apples both green and red, eggs, bread, cereal. What would you like babe?" he asked her.

"Just toss me one of those apples. Sometimes it feels like I could just live on them.". And they were indeed her favourite food. Not that she couldn't cook a real meal, but they were just so sweet and crunchy, who could blame her?

Climbing out of the bed as well, Lia realized that the whole night she had been sleeping in her underwear, the rest of her clothes in a pile on the floor. Instinctively covering herself up, Lia would reach for a sheet to cover her again.

"Okay then." John said as he grabbed a red apple for his girl.

When he turned around and saw Lia reaching for a sheet he began to blush a little, he realised he was dressed in only a pair of boxers and decided to go back into the kitchen. "I'll just have some cereal for me, Lia could you do me a favour and pass my blue coat over?" he stammered as he peeked into a cupboard.

"Hm, this one?? Oh yeah, sure thing!" Lia threw the coat, over estimating how aerodynamic a fluttery piece of cloth would be and it fell about halfway between the two of them.

Lia smiled a little foolishly and went over to pick it up and hand it to John, doing her best to ignore the fact that they were both half-naked. But she still was blushing as she gave it to her new boyfriend. "Here you go..."

She stepped back, looking for where her own clothes had ended up after the night, since it wasn't as if she could ask him if he kept a closet full of girls clothes just in case.

John had turned and took it from Lia "Thanks babe." he said as he pecked her on the cheek.
Mr Carnaby put it on, this was the first thing he bought for himself when he got to Japan. It had a lot of use but it had a worn and looked after feel to it because of it.

"You know I got this coat the day I arrived in Japan, I was checking out the shops near my place and saw it in the front window. I thought "John do it, if you dress plainly most of the time you need something to stand out.""

He'd get himself some cereal without milk and hand a large red apple to Lia "Now let's watch some TV." he said.

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"Heh, well if the AFW has this much drama and action like that I don't think I'll leave it for quite a while. Great sources of inspiration and all that." he said to her as he lied back down on the bed motioning for Lia to join him.

"Someone like you? You don't need any clothes to help you stand out, you know?", Lia said in response. She was still blushing of course, but she figured that she wasn't going to find her clothes any time soon, so stopped trying.

Taking the apple, Lia took a large bite and almost forgot to chew before swallowing when she saw a very large man drive his elbow into the stomach of another on the TV. "Ack! As cool as it is to see half-naked men bash one another, I'd wait until after eating for that, if that's alright with you John."

She finished her apple quickly enough, and it would probably suffice for a while, so that was one thing checked off in the mental list on her head. Next... "So... hate to trouble you, but where's the shower?". She blushed even deeper as... certain thoughts went into her head, but managed to keep enough composure to at least ask the question