[M] The art of painting (1/1)

Woohyun is an artist. His job is to do art. His arts vary from drawing people to drawing on people.Woohyun prefers the latter personally, but only if he finds the perfect canvass.  “Hyun~” Woohyun smiles, knowingly as the man below him writhes under his touch. “Yes hyung?” Sometimes, Woohyun will draw on the white canvass so meticulously it can take him hours just to cover the base. He will get extremely exhausted whenever he’s using this method, but he’s in love with the way it looks in the end so the method becomes his obsession for a while. “Quit focusing on one spot for a long time.” The man pants heavily, his hands find purchase into the white bedspread underneath him, almost almost rip it apart. Sunggyu has agreed to become Woohyun’s live canvass only because he’s intrigued with the idea of expressing art through unconventional method, but never has it crossed his mind that Woohyun might enjoy the power held upon him more than he should. The chuckle escapes Woohyun’s lips – thick with want and admiration. He leans down to whisper into the man’s ear. “What are you talking about hyung? I’m just getting started.”Sunggyu shakes his head, half to clear his mind and half to deny the tremor running through his spine at the propinquity. Woohyun takes the chance to push his hands heavily lavished with colours onto Sungyyu’s back with more force than necessary. He hums in approval. The broad and the purity of Sunggyu’s back makes it easier to transfer the image he had in his mind. Sunggyu suppresses another guttural moan, opting to biting his lips instead