It was finally Saturday, after that fiasco of a drug trip Mordecai only spent the morning and afternoon finishing the lizard logo. He spent most of the hating himself and watching tv with Margaret. He still felt like a complete tool for what he did. Margaret let him go down and clean up his supplies. His drug trip ruined half of his canvases and turned half the colors black. He sponged up and salvaged as much as he could. He only had red, white, and black paint left. Margaret came down to help him clean up. She trashed the last of the empty tubes when she saw how discouraged Mordecai was.
"Hey, we can still fix this. Block or not your gonna bounce back, I know it." Margaret said as she pulled up a stool.
"Yah, right." Mordecai said as he squeezed out the last of the red paint
"You will, we're gonna fix it together." Margaret said as she sat in the stool
Mordecai saw Margaret sitting up, her naked figure glowing in the light of dusk. A sudden burst of inspiration struck him. He grabbed a nearby canvas and placed in at his feet.
"Mordecai, what are you…" Margaret began to ask
"DON'T MOVE, I think I've struck inspiration." Mordecai said
Mordecai felt his passion and excitement extend to the bristles as they made contact with the canvas. Every line and feather refurbished into 2nd dimensional work. He felt his chest burn with excitement as every curve and limb came into focus from the drips and strokes. Margaret felt a little shy about whole thing. She wasn't really an art model and she didn't want other people to see her naked, but if it helped Mordecai then she was all for it. It had been almost an hour now and Mordecai was still working. Margaret felt her neck start to cramp and her butt was starting to chafe against the stool. Mordecai dropped his canvas, the piece finally complete.
"Is it ready?" Margaret said as she finally stood up
"Yes, take a look." Mordecai said as she flipped it around
Margaret looked as though she would cry. It was a striking resembles, done in mordecai's signature style. She looked absolutely stunning, almost like looking through a mirror from mordecai's eyes. She looked regal, sophisticated, and as sexy and curvy as ever. She always felt a little self conscious as anyone would about whether they were comfortable in their current physique. Margaret was told by Eileen and those perves from college that she looked very sexy, but this painting gave a more satisfying answer than any other could.
"It's beautiful, I can't believe this is how I look to you." Margaret said blushing
"It's how you've always looked to me." Mordecai said in a bashful yet sincere tone
And before they knew it, they were both suddenly making out on the ground, rolling around the floor of the studio. Margaret was almost hurting his neck as she deepened their kiss. The two would have altered the neighbors if they had any to speak of. Finally Margaret stopped the kiss and flipped herself around.
"It's time for the highlight of your night my big blue jay." Margaret said as she raised her butt into the air.
Mordecai almost automatically thirsted into her cheeks. He could visibly feel her close her anis shut to simulate her familiar alternative route. It didn't take time before Margaret started blasting gas, trumpeting like a military wake up call. She felt warm and smooth against him as their hips bounced off each other. Margaret could feel her stomach empty with each fart released, and every cloud making Mordecai thrust harder and harder. Mordecai started to tighten his grip around her thighs as Margaret was blushing red enough to distinguish from her skin(or feathers idk). Margaret was starting to pant heavy as she was close to release. Mordecai was also trying to hold his load back as long as he could to keep the moment going. Margaret clenching her teeth to keep from biting her arm to contain the pleasure. Both let out a bowl like moan as the reached their climax, mordecai's filling and dripping out of Margaret while Margaret's was splashing all over the canvas. The two were coughing and gasping for air before finally sitting up and giggling.
"Wow, he haven't done that in weeks. Mordecai said
"Yah, it never gets old." Margaret said as she rested on his shoulder
Mordecai looked over at the "stain" Margaret made.
"Well, that's one canvas ruined." Mordecai Joked
"Oh shut up." Margaret said as she pushed him
The two then climbed back on the ladder and had a last bowl of soup.
"That piece you made was incredible." Margaret said
"Yah, it was just, seeing you there really ignited a feeling of passion." Mordecai said
"Oh I definitely got that vibe from half an hour ago." Margaret joked
"Yah that's got me thinking." Mordecai said
"About what?" Margaret asked
"Painting you made me feel more alive than I have in weeks. I just feel like my creativity is back in full blaze. Margaret, would you be my model?" Mordecai asked
"I…uhh…well…" Margaret mumbled, clearing embarked by this
"I'm not gonna sell them, I just need that bit of passion that can make my sellable work even better." Mordecai explained
"And you're sure you won't sell them cause I don't want anyone else to see me naked?" Margaret asked
"I promise." Mordecai said
"Well, Okay." Margaret said
"Yes." Mordecai said as he hugged her
"Now let's get some sleep, I have a blog about dating ex bikers to write tomorrow." Margaret said
"Yah, I got a lot of work ahead of me tomorrow." Mordecai said