I'm kinda nervous to post this… I hope Gray isn't oc

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Chapter 1

In the room everything was silent expect for the sound of a pencil drawing on paper. The windows were open, letting in a fresh breeze. The sun shining on the woman on the bed, creating a breath taking picture as the sun's ray shined just at the right angle. She was naked, lounging in the bed like it was her throne. She stared boldly, not a hint of shame in her eyes, at the other person in the room. In fact her eyes were dancing in mischief.

"Alright Cana, lay down on your back. No a little more to the right. Perfect. Spread your legs. All the way. Good." More sounds from the pencil touching the paper. That was all that went on for a while.

Cana may be somewhat flexible and have stamina, but she can't keep the position long.

"Let's wrap up for today. The sun is going down."

He must've sense her waning. She lost her pose, laying on her elbows with a huge sigh. "You better make me beautiful Gray." She said with a grin.

He snorted, putting away his supplies. "Even I can't do that."

She threw a pillow at him. "Smartass."

He caught the pillow. "Get up. I have another appointment in two hours. I need to prepare the room." He said going into his art closet and taking out a camera on a tripod. "Filming huh? If I didn't know better I would say you're a porn producer." She said getting off the bed and prowling towards where her clothes were neatly folded on the chair.

He gave her back a cold stare. "Porn isn't art. It's tasteless and stupid. There's nothing to think about when you see, no absorbing it in." he said a fire in his eyes whenever someone calls or compare his art to porn, despite his cool personality.

"Yes. Yes. I heard it all before." Cana said putting on her crop top, finally dressed. "So what time should I come over tomorrow?"

He paused for a moment, mentally flipping through his schedule before giving her an answer. "3:30 pm."

She nodded. "Alright then. I'll see you tomorrow." She blew him a kiss before exiting his house.

Gray shook his head, wondering how did Cana became his model. Yeah, she beautiful and if she wanted she could make it being a model, but she's such an annoyance sometimes. Calling his art porn. He snorted, before setting up his room for his next appointment.

It still came as a surprise to him that he got them to agree. He seriously thought they were going to tell him a flat out no when he asked, but like they say life is full of surprises. Right at 6, knocking was heard at his door. He answered it. "Right on time." Gray said with a smirk.

"Of course. Though we would've been late if it wasn't for Gajeel." Levy said, glaring at her boyfriend.

"Gihi. Not my fault that you wore that skirt." The tall man said with a shit-eating grin on his face.

Her face went crimson as Gray coughed to cover a laugh. She kicked Gajeel in the shin before walking inside Gray's studio with a huff.

Gajeel yelled a curse word, grabbing his throbbing shin as Gray followed Levy, ignoring him.

Levy looked around the room, taking in the huge king sized bed with its sinful dark blue sheets, the white roses sitting in the vase on the dresser next to the bed and the camera in the corner. She couldn't help but feel nervous and a little overwhelmed.

She felt like a porn star.

"Don't feel nervous. Just relax." Gray said quietly, sensitive to her mood.

She gave him a faint smile. "I'll try."

Gajeel entered the studio, took one look around and blurted out, "Looks like a porn shoot."

Gray gave him a cold stare, making the room feel ten times colder.

Gajeel ignored him.

"So… um what do we do?" Levy asked trying to calm the situation.

"Usually I'll put make up on you, but that'll defeat the purpose. So we're going for a natural look. I'll direct you on what position I want. So please just act natural." Gray said calmly and professionally.

He was so cool that Levy relaxed a little. She wasn't completely calm but it felt better when she remember that it was Gray filming and not some random stranger. That and the fact that Gajeel was right beside her.

"Alright Levy take off your clothes." Gray said turning on the camera.

She jumped a little, staring at him with wide eyes as Gajeel narrowed his eyes.

"Why does she have to take off her clothes first?" he growled.

Gray sighed internally. This wasn't the first time he had to deal with a possessive male. "The girl always take off her clothes first. It sets the mood." He explained.

Gajeel was still glaring at him.

"It's okay Gajeel. I want to do this." She said with a determine expression on her face.

"But-"

He cut off as she lifted up her shirt and took it off. She then took off her skirt, leaving her in only her forest green lace bra and matching panties. She hesitated for a moment, but she them off as well. Now she was naked as the day she was born.

Gajeel mouth went dry. He would never get tired of seeing her naked. Aroused went through his body before a fierce possessive feeling came over him as he glance at the artist. He blinked. There wasn't a hint of lust in his eyes. In fact his eyes were cold and professional.

"Nice body Levy. Now turn around and bend over."

Surprisingly she followed his instruction with no hesitation.

"Now lean on the bed. Spread your legs a little more… Perfect." He took two shots. "Sit on the bed like it's your throne. Good. Now give me a seductive look. No, that's a grimace. Pretend I'm Gajeel. Perfect." Two quicks shots. "Now lay on your stomach and arch your back while looking at me. Good." Two more shots.

Gajeel couldn't help, but feel hypnotic. Looking at Levy do this… he always knew she was a work of art but to see it on display was truly something else. He looked at Gray with something akin to admiration, but he'll never admit that to the stripper.

"Now your turn Gajeel. Take off your clothes." Gray ordered as he took off his shirt without realizing it.

"Didn't know you were into the other side." Gajeel said as he took off his shirt and pants along with his boxers.

Gray snorted. "Shut up."

Now it was Levy's turn for her mouth to dry. To her Gajeel was beautiful. And he was half way hard.

"Levy move away from the bed. Gajeel sit in the middle of the bed and put your right leg up. No the other one. Good." He took two shots.

Gajeel felt a little weird. Having another man watch him and take pictures of him wasn't the best feeling. If it wasn't for the shrimp looking at him with such adoring eyes would quit long time ago.

"Now stand up and pose as if you're masturbating."

Gajeel gave him a weird look.

"Don't look at me like that. Just do it. Look at Levy while you're doing it. Perfect." Two more shots were taken. "Keep that pose. Levy get on your knees in front of him. Get closer. Look up at him like you're happy to pleasure him. Good."

They could hear the smile in his voice as he took pictures.

"Put your cock in her mouth Gajeel. Don't look at me just do it."

Levy's face was crimson as she stared up at her boyfriend's hardening member. It's not like she didn't do it before but still. Doing it while someone was watching? It was highly embarrassing, but surprisingly arousing.

Gajeel must've felt that way too as he placed the tip of his cock on her lips.

She opened her mouth and he slipped inside.

He groaned, head tiled back as Gray took to more pictures.

"Now then Gajeel lift up Levy until she's on your shoulders. I want your head between her legs. Perfect." He practically purred the word as he took pictures. It went like that for another hour, putting them in position after position that they were basically having soft sex.

"Alright, that's it. We're done." Gray said smiling at his two muse. He was feeling real proud of himself. His master piece with the two of them was coming along nicely.

Both of them was looking daze as they untangled themselves and got off the bed to put on their clothes.

He smiled at them. "You guys did pretty well. I'm glad you agreed to it. I'll send you a copy when I'm done."

They barely managed to nod before they were rusting out the door, more than likely to jump each other bones.

Shaking his head, he tidy up his studio, cut the lights and went to his bedroom. He was done for the day and all he wanted to do was relax. Taking out his cigarettes from his pants pocket (he was surprise that he still had them on), he went out on his balcony to enjoy the peaceful quiet night and the relaxing waves of the ocean. He was lucky to get a house by the beach in a nice private community, but he then again knew the owner since he was a kid.

Breathing in the cool air made him relax as he placed the cigarette in his mouth before lighting it up. The wind blew his dark locks across his face as he took a drag on the cancer stick. He didn't know but it he made a fine picture like that. He leaned on the rail as he contemplated his next project he wanted to do. He wanted something unique, something to stand out from all his other pieces.

He needed a muse.

An obsession like his teacher, like his siblings found. Something that'll knock every project on the back burner so he could paint, draw, take pictures or simply gaze upon its beauty. He snorted, blowing out smoke. Like he's going to find that any time soon, if at all. He looked across the dark ocean like the waves were going to give him an answer.

And that's when he saw it.

Or maybe the better word would've been a water sprit. She came out of the waves like she was made of water, shaking her hair to get some of the excess water out. Time slowed down as he stared at the blue haired woman walking across the sand. She was beautiful from what he could see. And her body! She was wearing a blue and black polka dot bathing suit that showed off all her curves. He was itching to paint her, to draw her, to snap some pictures.

He found his muse.

She was it.

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To be continued…

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