It’s because my muse is beautiful. 

WAKE YOUR DREAMS (R18)

It's because my muse is beautiful.

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It was half past 11 pm. The night sky was aglow with bright city lights. The occasional barking of the dogs or the shops dropping their shutters broke the silence of the humid night.

Kiyoko sat on the bed.

As she looked around, she noticed how horrifyingly messy the room was. The clothes lay on the floor, canvases and colors lay haphazardly everywhere.

"How can you keep your room so dirty?"

"Oh I will clean it up in a bit. Now sit still for a while. I am going to start drawing you." Zehan said as he made himself comfortable on the carpet, leaned against the wall and kept his sketch book on his lap.

Kiyoko sat still and stiff.

It was her first time sitting inside Zehan's bedroom.

Wild thoughts are all over her head.

'Why am I imagining 'blah-blah-blah' stuff?

'I should think about something else. Periodic table!'

'I am in his room!!!!!!!!!!!!'

Kiyoko face was flushed with a reddish hue when she saw Zehan staring at her with a serious face while he drew her. She shook her head to shake off the ill thoughts out of her head.

"Oe Kiyoko. Are you alright?''

"Huh?"

"You are sweating so much."

"I am fine."

Zehan walked towards her and touched her forehead.

"It's a bit hot."

"I am alright." Kiyoko said aloud.

"...Okay"

"Continue to draw. I will not move an inch now."

"Ha-ha. Drawing is over."

"Huh! You completed the drawing this quickly."

"Yup" Zehan passed the sketch book to her.

The painting was a perfect. In the painting the girl sat on the bed stared out of the window, lost in thoughts.

"Zehan it's beautiful." Kiyoko exclaimed with glee.

"It's because my muse is beautiful." Zehan touched his nose with his finger and smiled.

Kiyoko was about to turn to the previous page to see more of the drawings, Zehan yelped in shock and tried to snatch the book away.

But Zehan was too late. Kiyoko has already turned the page over.

The painting was of a school girl sitting by the lakeside. It was Kiyoko.

Shocked, Kiyoko turned yet another page over. This painting was also hers. She was writing something.

Zehan sighed and then sat next to Kiyoko. He didn't try to take the sketch book from Kiyoko anymore. He stared at Kiyoko as she turned the pages of the book.

The book was filled with Kiyoko's paintings.

Kiyoko lifted her eyes to see the boy sitting next to her. They stared at each other for a long time. A comfortable silence filled the room.

Kiyoko leaned closer towards Zehan and their lips touched each other.

"Zehan…" Kiyoko mumbled against his mouth.

Zehan inclined his face towards Kiyoko and laid his mouth on her mouth. Kiyoko's eyes were half closed, and so were Zehan's. He nudged his nose against hers, and their mouths came in contact again. His tongue entered her mouth in a demanding yet gentle manner.

Zehan pushed down Kiyoko on the bed. Their bodies pressed together against the quilt, breathing heavily as their mouths pressed together. Kiyoko could take their shared breath. She felt the thud of their combined heartbeat. Zehan's tongue darted and explored inside her mouth. His hands reached out towards her chest, cupping her left breast in a hurried manner.

Kiyoko yelp turned into soft moans and she wrapped Zehan around, pulling him closer. Zehan fumbled to take off her top.

When their lips parted, they both gasped for air. Their eyes fixated at each other as they caught their breath.

Zehan's line of sight slowly moved down and he hungrily enjoyed the sight before him. He gently caressed Kiyoko's chest with fervor. Kiyoko's breath heaved and she bit her lips to stop her moans.

Zehan was having great difficulty unhooking the bra. Kiyoko giggled while seeing Zehan unhooking her bra with a very nervous and serious expression.

"Zehan…" Kiyoko was about to do it herself.

"Don't I want to do it. "

"Huh…?"

After a few moments, Zehan was successful. Kiyoko blushed hard when she saw Zehan rejoicing his success. She wanted to dig a hole and hide there. When she felt her nakedness, she instinctively tried to cover her breasts with her hands. But Zehan caught her hands and put them above her head, and held them still by his left hand in a tight grip.

Zehan fondled Kiyoko's inviting breasts with intense passion. He licked and sucked her right breast while fondling with the other. Kiyoko moaned with ferventness and clutched Zehan's hair. She felt a weird tingling feeling all over her body. It was like her body was in fire.

Zehan's hand hastily travelled downwards, removing her skirt and then after his hands touched her panties. His fingers repeatedly stroked her vagina.

Zehan kissed both her nipples and sucked them voraciously. Kiyoko moaned and panted for breath, her mind was going blank from the delirium pleasure. Zehan fingers entered her panties and he touched her vagina raw. Kiyoko yelped and clutched the bed sheet.

Zehan licked his lips before finally leaving her breasts. He removed his grip from her hands and kissed her lips and licked them. His hands were busy stroking the insides of her vagina.

Zehan slowly moved downwards towards her most sensitive place. He removed the already wet panties and planted small kisses on her thigh.

The sketch book which was on the bed fell on the floor with a soft thud.

Kiyoko felt euphoric when she felt his hot breath on her raw opening. She gulped and nervously glanced at Zehan who was between her legs.

Zehan abruptly started kissing and sucking Kiyoko's insides with great fervor. Kiyoko whined with ecstasy, her whole body twisted and turned wildly. Her clutch on the bed sheet tightened.

"Zehan" Kiyoko moaned. "Ahh…"

The dirty sounds of Zehan licking her insides filled the entire room, which turned Kiyoko delirious even more.

Kiyoko moaned fervently. 'I came…?'

Zehan sat up and licked his lips. He stared eagerly at the ravishing girl who lay bare in front of him. He pulled up his shirt and threw it down in a hurry.

Kiyoko blushed as Zehan striped his clothes in front of her. She almost yelped when Zehan pulled down his pants and revealed his muscular thing, which was stiff and hard.

Zehan was not an athletic type but his body was well defined.

Zehan chuckled when he saw Kiyoko gawking at his body. He positioned his thing on her entrance and rubbed it against her vagina.

Kiyoko snapped out from her delirious state and looked at Zehan's thing rubbing her down there.

"Zehan….No" She appeared alarmed and yelped.

"We should not do this…" A moan escaped her mouth as she felt the tip of his thing touching her entrance.

"Zehan….We should not do this…Ahh"

Zehan was in an erogenous state that he could not understand a thing Kiyoko was trying to say to him.

"Zehan…."

"NO!" Kiyoko shouted out aloud and grabbed Zehan's arms.

"We should not do this without a protection."

Zehan glanced at Kiyoko blankly for a few moments.

"I am sorry. I was being hasty." Zehan moved a bit away from his previous position.

"It's okay. I also wanted to do it. But we should not do this without that..."

"Should I quickly go and buy it?" Zehan said.

Kiyoko blushed hard.

"No! It's too late. Are you joking?"

But it did not seem like Zehan was joking.

Zehan was dejected. He nevertheless wore his pants.

Kiyoko covered herself with the blanket when she felt the strong gaze upon her bareness.

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END OF CHAPTER 8