Ciel sat behind his canvas as he painted Drake, she was his homework assignment. Drake stayed as still as possible for Ciel which must have been a task in its self for she has problems staying still. She wore a white grown Ciel had found earlier along with a thin white sheet. The recorder player was on a low volume, occasionally Drake would start to hum along. The Earl smirked a little, she was a music fanatic, even in his time. Carefully he mixed the colors to get the right shade and he filled in the lines, soon she was fully painted, it only took about twelve hours.
"Finished." Ciel announced.
Drake walked over and looked at the canvas, "Do I really look like that?" she gasped.
It was beautiful, the painting showed an elegant young woman in love, patiently waiting in her white wedding dress.
She really just seem to glow off the canvas, "Not really, your glow is much brighter." Ciel muttered.
Drake kissed his cheek, "If you don't receive a hundred on this your teacher is insane. You are remarkably talented."
Ciel cleaned is brushes in the basin next to his art supplies, "I suppose, but it is nothing more than a hobby."
"A hobby, says the gifted student, nothing more, nothing less." Drake said twirling around the room.
Ciel packed the clean supplies back into his art kit and put it on the dresser in his room, "The model should not twirl, for her panties are visible, in the cloth that is so flimsy."
Drake looked at him, "You know you love my panties."
A blush over through Ciel's face, "That information is highly irrelevant."
Drake laughed as she kissed Ciel's nose, "Not to me, now when get back I have to buy lacy undies."