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Canvas.

Paint.

And brushes.

The male smiled,looking at the new spot he found,setting his easel steady on the concrete pavement.

Some people passed by,looking at him confused but they shook it off and continued walking.

Jeremy unfolded the portable chair,sitting down and placing a canvas on the easel.

He looked around the scenery with a smile,picking up a brush.

He prepped the canvas with white paint,finally deciding what part of the scenery he would draw.

He cracked open a small tin box with paint,gently dipping the end of the brush inside the colour.

The sound of walking.

Cars were driving around the street.

Voices of people as they were passing by.

It was a gentle tune in his ears,almost musical,tapping his foot with a small hum.

As he was about to apply a gentle stroke,someone jumped from the corner,making him softly shriek as his easel almost fell.

He gently frowned,lifting his green eyes over to the person.

The girl didn't seem to care,as she had a speaker with music was playing,dancing to it as she was singing along.

He rolled his eyes,ignoring her as he focused on starting his painting.

But then she stopped.

He was wondering why the music was still going through his ears.

He looked next to him,as the girl opened her backpack and pulled out different cans of spray paint.

He glanced behind him,noticing a grey wall.

Oh God.

He feared she might have been one of the street graffiti people,who he wasn't really fond of.

He exhaled deeply,straighting his posture as he focused back on his painting.

He cleaned the brush on the bucket of water he had,as he dipped it in another colour.

He gently pressed it against the canvas,only to jump from her sudden loud singing as she was shaking the spray cans.

He looked at the big thick line he made and huffed,gripping the brush tightly.

Calm yourself Jeremy,people are expressing themselves differently.

He inhaled and exhaled.

She removed the cap of one of the can bottles,spraying a design carefully along the wall.

She was still dancing to the music,but she couldn't help but notice the guy who was sitting on the other end of the wall,trying to take deep breaths.

She raised an eyebrow,curiously approaching him as she kept spraying along the wall.

The male didn't seem to notice her,as she had tilted her head to look at the canvas.

He was applying basic colours of land and sky,changing in between colours as he tried to blend them together.

She removed her headphones with a chuckle.

"I see you are an artist as well."

The guy jumped again,clinging on the chair as he looked at the girl next to him.

She chuckled,seeing his brown hair locks were covering his eyes.

"And I see you are one of those artists." He softly said with stutter,making her raise an eyebrow.

"Is that supposed to mean something easel boy?"She crossed her arms.

He looked away.

"I don't believe that graffiti is really art."

"Art isn't only a canvas and paint.It can be anything."

She softly huffed,looking at his canvas and then at him.

"At least mine is more interesting."

She turned towards the wall and shook the can bottle.

His hands slightly tightened.

"I would make it tenfolds better if you didn't come around jumping like a monkey and vandalizing walls."

She huffed and used the spray paint to spray on his canvas.

He gasped,standing up and grabbing the canvas from her view."What are you doing!"

"Making it more interesting you boring ass!"

He sighed,rubbing is temples and trying not to anger himself.

She smirked,turning her back to return to the spot she was spray painting.

She finished with the outline of the design,smiling to herself.

As she was to grab another colour,Jeremy grabbed his can of paint and threw it on the wall.

She widened her eyes,looking back only to see there was a big blob of paint in the middle of the wall.

"Oh you didn't."

He huffed,throwing the empty can of paint towards her.

"I am never like this,but you reached my limit."

He softly huffed,trying to sound confident in his own words as he turned around.

He folded his easel and chair,getting his cans of paints inside his backpack.

"Don't you dare think I will stop coming here because of your sorry ass."

She threw the spray can towards him,as it reached his foot.

"This is war."

"A war for the place."

"Whoever manages to still stay then gets the place and the other one will leave so they can do their art in peace."

"Fair enough."

He stood up,looking at her who was smirking.

"I don't give up easily."

She chuckled at his softly cracked voice.

"We will see about that,easel boy."

He didn't say anything.

He instead collected his things and walked away,as she looked at him with a small smile.

That should be fun.

~~

The next day rolled around.

Jeremy was already at his spot bright and early,painting in peace.

He hummed to himself as the birds were softly singing at the morning sun,flying to find their food.

He exhaled with a smile,letting the end of the brush gently dance along the canvas.

"Good morning easel boy!"

The female sneaked to the side and pressed her figure against his,wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

He softly frowned,looking at the messy stroke on his painting.

She chuckled,walking towards her side.

She sighed,resting her hands on her hips as she looked at the blob of paint from yesterday.

She was thinking what should she do with it,but it was still wet so she decided to work around it.

She pulled out of her backpack two cans of spray paints with different colours,shaking them well as she popped open their caps.

She had a portable speaker with her,as she put it to play full blast.

She danced with a grin,spraying on the wall the design she was working from yesterday.

Jeremy's eye twitched,taking once again deep breaths.

Don't kill her Jeremy.

Don't overreact like Mike.

You got this.

He exhaled with a smile,changing the canvas to a new one as he grabbed the brush again.

The girl was still dancing around and singing rather loudly,knowing it will annoy him.

But he kept smiling.

Happy little mountains.

She changed the song into something with ultimate bass,making him grip the brush.

Happy little trees.

She walked closer to him,having the speaker in her hand and making him clench his jaw.

Happy little clouds.

She grinned,pressing the speaker against his ear.

"I hope you are ready for the drop."

She softly whispered,as the drop in the song almost made him fall from the chair.

She chuckled,slightly headbanging and dancing her way back to her position.

His head lowered,noticing his brushes and paints were staining the pavement.

With a long exhale he got on his knees,grabbing a small towel from his backpack and wetting it on the bucket of water.

She raised an eyebrow,looking over to him as he was trying to clean the paint from the concrete ground.

She rolled her eyes slightly,going back to her design,adding new colours and features.

After some minutes,she heard a small click,looking over to his side as he was getting ready to leave.

She glanced at the watch on her wrist,noticing it was still early.

"Gave up already?"

"I have better things to do than act like a little child." He slightly blushed,feeling bad that he said it but at least he was honest.

He was expecting a comeback,or something from her as he was getting himself ready for anything.

She didn't say anything.

She actually went back to her spray painting.

He eased himself slightly,ruffling his hair as he walked away.

I don't want to be mean.

But i feel like she is asking for it.

~~

Another day at the art warzone.

The female walked happily towards the place her new graffiti will be placed.

As she turned the corner,she almost stumbled into the easel,but stopped her feet right on time.

"Woah,early again I see."

He hummed with a nod,as his eyes were gazing at the painting he was creating.

He was smiling,making her smile too.

Maybe today would be a silent day.

She softly whistled,opening her backpack to pull out the spray cans.

But the moment she approached her side,she felt them fall on the ground.

"What is this!"

Jeremy tried to hold back a laugh,as he continued painting.

She huffed,clenching the backpack as her angry eyes looked at the wall.

She looked over to him with a frown,walking towards him.

"What is this to my wall?"

The calm man looked over to her.

This time his green eyes peeked from his brown hair,almost making her blush.

Cute.

She widened her eyes.

No!No cute,you are mad!

She shook her head,as he looked at the wall and then at her.

"Well,there are some happy little trees and clouds,with their mountain friend and river."

"I didn't want Bob Ross on my wall!"

"Too bad,he was a great man." He softly smiled,making his rosy cheeks noticeable.

He focused back on his painting,humming softly.

She scoffed,picking up a spray can.

She pushed him away,making him yelp and fall on the ground as she took his seat,shaking the can.

"Please no I almost-"

His stuttering words were cut off by the sound of spraying.

"Finished it."

He exhaled deeply,letting his back rest against the grey wall.

"There!I finished it for you!"

He managed to stand up and look at the canvas.

" 'Bob can suck my-' Hey!" Jeremy blushed,looking at the girl with a frown as he crossed his arms.

She chuckeld."Chill out,I think Bob is great too,but not on my street designs."

He softly pouted,taking back his seat.

But it didn't stop there.

They kept going on each other for weeks.

All that time these two were art fighting,it could be used to get to know each other.

The situation on its own was funny,since they didn't even know each others names.

They kept going until someone have had enough.

The woman huffed,looking at the wall that was mostly covered in paint,and she was trying her best to cover it.

This is getting out of hand.

I don't have space anymore to work with and i don't know how much more I can salvage blobs of paint.

She glanced over to the boy who was trying to open a paint can.

I need to push him over the edge.

A small smirk built along her lips.

He softly whined,feeling his fingers were aching as he couldn't open it.

"Easel boy."

His ears slightly reddened by her voice,looking over to her.

She smiled,taking the can of paint from his hands.

She opened it like no problem,making him blush from embarrassment.

"You know,we have seen each other so much in those past weeks,I don't even know your name!"

Her gentle smile made his spine sent chills;both good and bad.

His fingers gently brushed against hers,taking the can of paint.

She extended her hand.

"The name is (Y/N)."

He softly smiled,taking her hand and shaking it.

"I am Jeremy."

The shy boy blushed at her touch,looking aside as his brown hair locks covered his green eyes.

"This is getting silly don't you think?And I really underestimated you,you are a tough cookie."She chuckled,running her fingers through her hair."But I was thinking,how about we end this for good?"

Her words made him look at her with confusion in his eyes,raising an eyebrow.

"Where are you getting at?"

She slightly smirked.

"Easy.We will challenge each other in something and whoever does better and doesn't give up,can have this place."

He squinted his eyes,trying to see behind her words.

She was planning on something.

But what exactly?

"Fine.If it ends this then alright,go ahead I guess."

She grinned."Perfect!Do you happen to have an art studio?"

"Yes,why?"

"You will see!Pack your things easel boy."

She patted his shoulder,rushing to her side as she placed inside the backpack the spraying cans.

He was confused,but went along with her plan.

After collecting all of his stuff,he looked over to her who was smiling and holding on to her backpack.

The art studio wasn't that far away,but they still walked quite a bit.

After reaching the final floor,he unlocked the door,stepping inside with a sigh.

"Home sweet home."

She looked around confused.

"You have your art studio in your house?"

"I can't afford both." His voice shyly lowered,feeling embarrassed.

"I mean,you do you,if it does the job then it is fine."

He gently smiled,and guided her towards another room.

The windows were big,almost covering the wall as they showed the view of the city since he was on the top floor.

"Ah,the classic art studio." She chuckled,gazing around and noticing minimal decorations and only his art supplies.

He pouted slightly,making his rosy cheek puffy.

"So,what is your plan?"

She smiled,opening her backpack.

"Simple.We will write in a few pieces of paper the theme of the drawing and also who is going to draw."

He nodded,watching her pull out a notebook.

He grabbed the bowl with his brushes inside,emptying it as he helped her write some themes as well.

"Alright,first,who is going to create." She chuckled,placing the two pieces of paper with their names inside,shaking it slightly.

Jeremy picked one piece,unfolding it and seeing his name.

"I am going to paint something."

She smirked,thinking she got lucky.

She placed all the other pieces of paper with the themes inside the bowl.

Jeremy started shaking it,and then (Y/N) got her hand inside the bowl,picking up a paper.

She unfolded it,only for the smirk that she was wearing to fall on the floor.

Oh God.

"What is it?" He asked with a small blush,making her gain confidence.

Don't seem vulnerable now,act confidently.

"Well,looks like you will paint someone nude."

She showed him the paper,making him widen his eyes and blush madly.

She started slowly undressing,making him squeak as he turned around.

"What are you doing!Wait!" His stuttering voice was at its peak,breathing heavily."You are comfortable with this?"

"Yeah,why be ashamed of your body?"

She was a bit uncomfortable,but not entirely,knowing how embarrassed he can get from even touching him.

I can use that to my advantage.

She stripped herself completely naked,and when he glanced at her,he quickly looked away.

"What's wrong?Can't handle it easel boy?Going to call it quits now?"

She smirked,resting her hands on her hips cockily.

His hands turned into fists.

The way she mocked him.

Made him angry.

But also determined.

He set his easel,grabbing a canvas.

"I have never been to a live art class just because I respect the woman or man who is posing.Your body can be art too,yes,but i hold some modesty."

He looked over to her,brushing his fingers through his hair.

She looked at him surprised,noticing his green eyes were on view and looking into her eyes.

"But if that's what you want,then pose for me."

He grabbed some colours and his brushes,taking a seat.

She was left surprised,swallowing hard.

What happened to him,he wasn't supposed to react like this.

Did he just turn the tables on me?

Her cheeks got warm,feeling her mind a bit lost.

"(Y/N)."

She blinked,looking over to him as she was rubbing her arm.

"Pose for me so I can paint you."

She simply nodded,looking around the room for anything to sit on or use as a prop.

She looked at the stool,placing it in his view as she posed on it in a comfortable stance.

He hummed with a nod,as his eyes were focusing on her.

Her chest went up and down,feeling a bit uneasy as his eyes were basically piercing through her flesh.

She was completely exposed to him,and he was okay with it.

Her plan now worked against her.

At least if he was embarrassed I could manipulate him better.

She exhaled deeply,gripping onto the stool with a heavy blush.

Her eyes gazed around the room,trying to distract herself.

"Eyes on me."

Damnit.

She swallowed hard once again,feeling her dry throat.

Her (colour) eyes looked back at him,seeing his eyes were examining every inch of her body.

He suddenly stopped,humming in thought as he looked at the cans of paint.

He picked up the purple colour,cracking it open.

She noticed from the label the colour,raising an eyebrow.

"Why purple?"

He didn't say anything.

He simply stood up and walked towards her.

"Wait don't-"

He held her in place,so she won't stand up.

He gently poured the paint on her shoulder,slowly going down her body.

"It is body safe."

He walked back in his position,sitting back down.

She breathed heavily,feeling the cold paint was rolling down her body and gently running over her chest area.

"Why that thought?"

"I am an artist.An artist always experiments with their ideas."

She simply nodded,noticing a hint of blush on his cheeks as he kept moving the brush against the canvas.

He is so cute.

She closed her eyes,shaking her head.

No,no,stop.

You barely know him.

Yet you stand here naked to paint you like one of his French girls.

She softly pouted,since she was getting scolded by her own mind.

"Don't change your expression or move."

She nodded,slightly blushing as she looked over to him.

After some time,he was finally done,smiling at the piece.

"Finished."

She exhaled,standing up and stretching her body.

She walked towards him,looking the finished artwork.

"Do I really look like that?" She tilted her head,looking down at herself and then at the canvas.

"In my eyes you do."

He slightly blushed,gazing away.

She smiled with a small blush too.

"Well,turns out you won easel boy.I will take my spray cans and find another wall.But i had a great time with you not going to lie."

She ruffled his hair,grabbing her clothes and underwear.

She looked at the paint on her body,walking towards the door so she would find the bathroom.

His teeth gently bit his lower lip,clinging on to his clothes with a blush.

"(Y/N)."

His stuttering made her chuckle,as she turned around to look at him.

"Back to yourself huh?"

He swallowed hard,clenching his hand into a fist.

"Let me paint you."

She looked at him confused.

"But you just did."

"No,I mean,paint you.Like paint your body with my fingers."

Her eyes went wide from,shock,surprise and also interest.

"But why?"

"I really want to.I always had this idea in my head but never really did it.If you want of course!"

She smirked,noticing his trembling legs.

God you are like a fish outside of its waters.

"An artist will always help another fellow artist."She wore only her underwear,walking towards him."But you have to put your shyness aside and let me paint you as well."

He widened his eyes,as his whole face went red.

"What!"

"You think you would have gotten away that easily with touching me?I am fair and square in this situations."

He sighed,clinging at his clothes.

"Fine."

"No need to feel embarrassed or ashamed."

"I will try." He softly smiled,getting his shirt over his head.

She looked around at the cans with paint,opening them.

He removed his pants too,staying with his boxers only.

"Can I start first?" The female asked as she has already picked a colour.

He nodded,walking towards her with crossed arms.

She chuckled,unfolding his arms and looking at his torso.

She dipped her fingers inside the paint,and gently brushed it against his torso.

His breath hitched,blushing more.

"Cold."

He softly mumbled,feeling her gentle fingerprints dance along his flesh.

Jeremy picked the colour of his choice,dipping his fingers inside as he looked at her.

"Is it okay if I touch you there?"

"You have seen something else,I think my chest is nothing at this point."

She chuckled,making him smile.

He dragged two fingers over her breasts,and then going down to her tummy.

She slightly blushed,but brushed it off quickly as she grabbed another colour,getting some on his cheek.

He softly laughed,and did the same to her.

"Oh you didn't."

With another colour she slapped it against his butt cheek,making him yelp with a blush.

She laughed,seeing the blushing boy was trying to hide himself.

"This is actually fun!"

He smiled,feeling her cold hands with paint on his back.

It was almost like a massage,making him sigh with a smile.

She noticed his figure was relaxing,moving her fingers along his shoulders and down to his torso.

He gasped,looking down at her hands.

He glanced next to him,seeing her resting her head on his shoulder.

She teased his nose with the paint.

"Boop."

He smiled,but he couldn't help but blush,since she was pressing her chest against his back.

He swallowed hard,feeling the sudden heat on his body.

God please no.

He bit his lip,looking away.

"Come on,it's your turn."

She sat on the floor next to him,as he picked up a can with paint.

"Can you please lay your body down?"

(Lime Warning)

"Sure." She smiled,laying on the floor as he requested.

He moved towards her,getting on top of her.

She didn't question it,as his palms gently pressed against her chest area.

His movements were so slow and gentle.

He didn't want to hurt her,but he couldn't help but be intrigued by the female body.

His thumbs gently brushed against her nipples,which made her sigh.

"So interesting." He mumbled under his breath,moving his hands down to her sides and to her legs,gently gropping them.

She looked at his face,noticing his cheeks were covered with a red blush,but his eyes were clouded.

He lowered his head,tracing his nose on the flesh spots with no paint,making her gasp.

"Jeremy!"

"Please." He whispered against her ear,burying his face on her delicate neck."Please let me feel you."

His upper body gently rubbed against hers,getting paint on his body too.

She exhaled deeply,feeling desire was building up in her body.

She bit her lip,seeing the paint next to her.

She dipped her fingers,traveling her hands along his back,making him sigh heavily against her skin.

He kept changing colours,moving his hands all over her body and dancing the paint along her legs too.

His fingers traveled along her arms,intertwining fingers together.

Their hands were covered in paint as they gently rubbed against each other.

He pulled himself away from her neck,looking into her eyes.

"You are such a masterpiece."

He pushed her hands above her head,looking down at her painted body.

"Well,aren't you a masterpiece as well." She softly chuckled,looking at his body too,even though she didn't manage to get every spot like he did.

He didn't miss a single spot.

He made sure he wouldn't,as his hands would carefully travel every inch of her body,gently touching and rubbing her,as if she was a fragile porcelain doll.

His fingers left her hands,as his painted fingertips caressed her cheek,making her smile.

"Is this okay (Y/N)?"

He whispered,pressing his forehead against hers and breathing heavily.

She could feel his heart was racing,looking into his eyes.

"I don't know what is okay anymore."

She whispered back,as her hands rested on his shoulders.

"Can I kiss you?"

She chuckled,pecking her nose to his.

"You are such a sweetheart Jeremy."

He didn't say anything.

He cupped her cheek,as his soft lips brushed against hers,catching her breath as he pressed them fully together.

She didn't believe he actually did it.

For a moment,she thought she was just playing around.

But this lovable boy just gave her one of the most cutest and gentlest kisses she had ever received.

Her hands went to his cheeks,kissing him back.

His lips slightly curled up,smiling through the kiss.

But he didn't stop there.

His hands carefully went to her legs,wrapping them around his waist as he slightly lifted her up and sat her on his lap.

She softly gasped,making their lips part as she looked at him.

She knew what he was up to,even though the shy boy didn't go far without her permission.

But when she did say yes,he was another person.

He painted her.

He painted her,like no one else did before.

He painted the inside of her world,slowly and beautifully.

The colours inside her body were bursting,making her mouth bleed loudly.

His fingers gripped her painted body,thrusting the colours inside her body with pleasure.

Two painted bodies connected for that moment,creating a masterpiece in their inside worlds.

Something so pure between them got so passionate.

Painted bodies rubbing against one another;slowly,passionately,tenderly.

Mouths were bleeding out colours of pleasure,almost electrifying their tense bodies.

Red.

Purple.

Orange.

Green.

Yellow.

Blue.

Mixture of colours were going down the drain.

The colours were being washed off their bodies as they stood in the shower,under the running water.

She was resting her head on his torso,as he held her close.

Silence and running water.

Silence and running colours on the shower.

"I am sorry for going too much into it.I am not this type of person."

She smiled,as his heart slightly beated faster in his chest.

She tilted her head,looking up at him.

"Jeremy,relax,you have been apologizing for half an hour.I told you i wanted it so as long as I said yes,it is fine."

He sighed,pressing his forehead against hers as she pecked his nose with a smile.

His hands rested on her waist,as hers slightly wrapped around his neck.

"You were my first." He mumbled under his breath,but they were so close that she heard him.

"I was?" She was surprised,but she wasn't sure if she was expecting it or not."You looked like you had somewhat of an experience or something."

She teased him,making him blush madly as she laughed.

"Relax.Actually the pressure is on me,because I needed to make sure you really enjoyed it."

She smirked,and he blushed harder.

"Stop." He softly whined,hiding his embarrassed face in the crook of her neck,making her laugh.

She held him close like that,pressing her cheek against his wet hair with a smile.

"You can have the wall."

She blinked surprised,pulling away and looking at him.

"I don't use it anyways.I will find another quiet place to paint."

She rolled her eyes,messing with his wet hair.

"You little dummy easel boy,we will share the space.In fact,we will make something together on that wall!"

His green eyes slightly sparkled,smiling sweetly.

"You want me to help you?"

"I want your talent and personality on that wall too."

He smiled widely,cupping her face and kissing her softly.

She smiled the moment he pulled away,taking her hands into his and intertwining fingers together.

"So,any ideas?"

He hummed in thought,gazing at her face with a loving look.

"I have something in mind."