Edward sat in the art studio, knowing the professor was having them do nude sketches of a amateur model this term. He didn't even know what the gender was for the model, but knowing his luck it would be a curvy woman that he would be forced to stare at for hours. Why couldn't he ever have his way? The universe or whomever was in charge up there, was having too much fun laughing at him.

The professor walked in and looked at his students. "Alright, if you are all situated and ready to get started... This is Jasper Hale, he will be our model for the whole term. Today i want you to focus on the form, don't worry about details focus on the way his body is shaped. By the end of the term, you will be able to sketch him perfectly including all the little details." the professor droned on.

Edward nodded along, organizing his pencils and papers for the millionth time. It wasn't until he looked up when Jasper walked in, that his eyes widened in disbelief. The model was stunning, there was no way in hell he was going to get any work done. He swallowed hard, as he reminded himself to focus on what he needed to do. He had to pass this class with an A, or he would never get out of this dismal town.

Jasper walked up to the platform in the middle of the room, climbed the steps slowly, and got into position. He reached down and undid the belt on his robe, letting it slide from his shoulders and land in a heap at his feet. Even in his relaxed position, his body was perfectly sculpted.

Edward's eyes were glued as he took in Jasper's body. God, he was so screwed, he felt his mouth dry out as he tried to look away. He bit his bottom lip in sheer panic, he looked down at his crotch to see he was starting to harden. Crap, he tore his eyes away from Jasper focusing on his pencils and paper, relieved that his body was calming down.

Jasper turned to rest his head a bit better on his shoulder, noticing out of the corner of his eye that someone had looked away quickly. He found it odd, perhaps this man found his body unappealing which was not something he was accustomed to. He was used to men and women tripping over themselves, anything to get close to him.

The professor moved back up to the middle of the room, facing the class. "This time i will not have you come closer to examine him as the details aren't needed yet. But i expect you to get his defining lines accurate. This is not a beginner's class, so don't make me fail you." he instructed, moving back to his desk in the back of the classroom.

Edward took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, and started drawing intently. He drew with expert precision, taking his time with each line. He reminded himself not to judge his work, as he focused entirely on drawing what he had seen.

Jasper watched the messy haired boy draw intently, wondering why he was focusing so hard. No one ever tried that hard when drawing him, he almost frowned as he contemplated this boy. He couldn't help but notice the way the light bounced off of the boy's hair and face. He closed his eyes quickly to stop his brain from giving him a hard-on while modeling. That would end his career for good, before it even really got started.

The time ticked by quickly for Edward, focused entirely on doing the beautiful model some justice. It wasn't until he looked up and his eyes met Jasper's that he came back to reality and what he was doing.

"Professor, may i go closer? The glare from the light is making it hard for me to see the contouring lines." Edward found himself saying, before he could even try to stop himself. The professor nodded, wanting his students to do their best work no matter what.

Jasper swallowed in surprise, not sure what to expect as he watched Edward stand up and move closer to him. He saw how closely Edward was scrutinizing his body, and forced himself not to react as he wanted to blush.

"Hi," Edward said softly, as he looked closely at every inch of Jasper's body. He reached out to touch Jasper's arm, wanting to see what his skin felt like dimensionally.

"Edward Cullin, no touching." the professor said in warning, causing both Jasper and Edward to jump. He looked at the clock and whistled softly. "Alright that's it for today. Pack it up and i will see you on Wednesday. Thank you for your services Jasper, we will see you on Wednesday." he said politely.

"Anytime Professor," Jasper said in a southern twang. He reached down to grab his robe, quickly slipping it back on, and tying it around his waist. As he left the room, his thoughts wandered back to Edward ... Edward Cullin. The name sent shivers through him, exciting him to his very soul.

Edward watched Jasper leaving, feeling like a piece of him was leaving with the model. How was that possible? He was so enthralled in Jasper, that he quickly followed after the model wishing to hear his voice one more time.

"Wait? Jasper?" Edward called softly, afraid to be heard, but he wanted it so desperately. Jasper turned around in surprise, amazed that Edward had called his name.

"Edward, right?" Jasper asked in the southern twang, that spiked Edward's heart rate. Edward nodded shyly, wondering why he had decided to go ahead and follow him. "I've got to get to work, but I'll see you Wednesday, okay?"

"Um, okay. See you Wednesday." Edward said quickly, offering a shaky smile. He watched sorrowfully as Jasper walked away, the only thought in his head was what to do to pass the time until Wednesday came. He couldn't wait to see the beautiful model again.