The artist's model part 3 (ForTheWamts)

"Oh well when I lock in my figure four it sure as heck won't be soft." John said with a grin.

The art student would move a hand down Lia's back and grope her rear end, moving in to kiss her neck.
"How about we just lie like this for an hour or so and then head out, I like to be a little early and all that. But your the most important thing to me....." he'd mutter to her.

Lia blushed at his words and his actions, and hugged the artist tightly, their naked forms coming together, everything felt so good with John around. "Mmm... Those are my words... " reaching downwards between them, her hand found its way between John's legs and "walked" upwards with her fingers as gently as could.

The art student licked his lips, moving a hand to fondle the heel of her left foot and bringing his mouth to her breasts.
"This is so....natural......" John would mutter.

Then he'd break off and say "Hang on." pressing a button to turn the couch into it's bed mode. Moving Lia next to him as he watched the TV.

"Hey Lia." John would pass the remote to her and say "Change the channel please."

Lia was surprised that John could afford such an expensive couch on a student's budget, but there wasn't much point in thinking too hard about it, she decided. "Mmm... sure.", giggling just a bit before taking the remote in hand and changing it to a random channel, which just so happened to be running old western cowboy movies with what sounded to be a rather poor Japanese dub.

She let the sounds of gunshots play through the air as she looked back at John. "Hmm... not that good, is it? Only thing left is to make our own channel, yeah?"; Lia was quite a bit more open about anything when in private with someone she trusted.

"Well sometimes something is so bad it's good, take British TV for example." the art student said with a chuckle.

"Yeah we could call it the adam and eve channel." John grinned as he said that.

Just then he'd reach over to a pillow and yell out "Lover pillow fight!" before attacking Lia with his pillow in a playful manner.

She grinned together with John, before a large soft object smacked her in the face out of nowhere. It didn't hurt, obviously, but it still took Lia a few seconds to register the words and realizing what it was. "Oh... such a competitive person, John.", giggling before picking up a second pillow and but not swinging it just yet. "Since we're here anyways, I wanted to know what made you join a wrestling league while - psyche!", which would be followed up by a laugh and a big bundle of cotton moving towards his chest.

The art student grunted out as the pillow struck him, he was still grinning as he did so.
"This artist loves the passion, both of you and the ring." he muttered playfully.

John would then counter by smacking Lia's rear end and licking up her stomach, then glomping her with his pillow.

Since John was upping his ante, and with nothing to stop them, Lia's hand began reaching down there again, as she struck back with a series of fast one handed swings all aimed for nothing in particular, laughing all the while and planting wild kisses wherever she could reach him.

John was just delighting in this whole affair, it was like a party for just the two of them.

After doing this for a little while the art student would then wrap his arms around Lia and say "Let's take a break shall we? We'll watch some more TV and then head out, it's important to have a balance in fun you know."

Lia was having a lot of fun now, but considering John's words, it probably was a good idea not to get too crazy so early into the night. "Yeah... that sounds good. Guess it's your turn to choose the channel?" Lia wasn't all that into the TV here, but she didn't hate it either. At least it was interesting trying to figure out what the actors were saying most of the time.