Matthew discovers that Sveta is an artist...and in an unusual way, too.
Yet another artist Sveta drabble sequel for HarmonyBenderFreak!


Matthew loved being with Sveta, especially when she got a chance to get away from her royal duties. She had several hobbies to entertain herself and distract from the pressures of being royalty. She would read, listen to music, meditate, but Matthew's favourite was when she would draw. Sometimes she would visit Kolima forest to draw or paint the scenery, others she would paint from memory, often of Tyrell and Karis and all the others who were on the quest.

Matthew smirked, remembering the little scrawl of the two of them she did when they were children. No matter what she drew, nothing ever seemed more beautiful or great to him than that little drawing.

He wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist, kissing her neck before studying the canvas in front of her. There was nothing to it yet, some vague shapes and small notes. She sighed in frustration, leaning back into his embrace gratefully.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, nuzzling his cheek against hers.

"No inspiration right now." She answered flatly.

Matthew paused for a moment, simply enjoying the warmth of Sveta's body, before a devious idea came to his mind.

"Why not draw me?"

"You?" She asked, nearly falling when Matthew let go of her and jumped onto the bed.

By the time Sveta recovered from her near fall, Matt had lay himself down in a suggestive pose and had opened his shirt, his hand slowly sliding down his exposed chest. Sveta blushed, before her breath caught in her throat causing a spluttering of disbelieving coughs. Matthew remained in his position regardless.

"What are you doing?"

With his other hand, Matthew undid his belt, opening his jeans just slightly, "Draw me like one of your Kolima trees."

Sveta exhaled several amused, confused breaths, before rolling her eyes, "You can't be serious."

Matthew merely winked as he slipped a few fingers into his trousers.

Sveta smirked in spite of herself. A chance to draw was a chance to draw, and with a model as handsome and enticing as the one willingly offer himself now it was hard to turn down. Reluctantly, she picked up a new canvas and took to drawing, starting with his face, leaving out the hair for now.

Every now and then Matthew had a thought of regret pop into his mind, giving how difficult it was to maintain his position. He persevered though, both for the smiling girl behind the canvas and to see himself immortalised as one of Sveta's fantastic arts.

Time ticked by, before Sveta eventually stood up, proudly announcing it was finished. Matthew quickly bounded up, holding his clothes together as best he could, eager to see the picture of him.

It horrified him.

It had his face… and it kind of had his hair… but… he was a tree. A big tree with his face and the leaves were spiky and yellow.

"W…what?"

"You asked me to draw you like one of the trees from Kolima." Sveta teased, hooking her arm around his waist, "And look, there's me!"

Matthew couldn't help but smile as he finnaly noticed the little collection of purples and pinks that was a little Sveta curled up against the base of him. He held her closer, laughter slowly building up in him, "I'mma hot tree."

"You certainly have a nice trunk." Sveta purred, tugging one of his hands away from his trousers.

Matthew smirked more, his laughter being caught in the beastgirl's mouth as she kissed him, pushing him back onto the bed.


Yeaaaahhh... not sure what I was doing here.
And nope. No lemon scene resulting from this. That comes later.