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Name: Genevieve Ann Reid
Age:28
Height: 5'7


Genevieve was back from her trip modeling overseas and she needed to find a hobby to relax. On top being a model she was also a socialite and engaged to one of the most powerful business men in the city who would soon be running for congress.

She had a few hours to spare and spent some time shopping and organizing her business meeting via zoom. Luckily her assistants had her scheduled for a prestigious private painting lesson tonight at Royalwood Mansion and she couldn't help but be excited getting a little time to herself to relax and not having to visit that banquet and rub elbows tonight with her fiancee, she didn't mind doing those things because she loves him but she also liked some time for herself.

She wore a simple blue dress with heels and was escorted to the event by 8. She admired the decor of the home and then she found her seat among the crowd who had famous faces she had both recognized and hadn't. She made introductions being well known and settled waiting for the supplies they have handed out.
 
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While the group on one side of a door were hustling and bustling, trying to get a good seat and organize their chosen tools of choice, the four people on the other side were much more calm. Three of them stood together, idly chatting as the two women periodically checked and rechecked their hair and makeup in the mirrors that were there for that exact purpose. They likely would have been fiddling with their outfits as well, but given what they were there for, it wasn't really worth it. The man with them towered over them, despite the their own above average height. The fourth man in the room was standing so still that one could almost confuse him for a statue if not for the slow rise and fall of his chest with each breath. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in the reason they were all here, or his fellow models, so much as he was just lost in his own thoughts.

Only when somebody peeked in to give the models a five minute warning did Kayne finally move towards the rest of the group. They all smiled at him of course, and the large black man, whose name tag said "Abel" extended his hand towards Kayne, which he gladly shook. The man even had a few inches on Kayne, but he didn't mind, and simply smiled back.

"Haven't seen you around before. You local?"

The question came from one of the women, a pale redhead with bright green eyes named Ivory. "Nah," Kayne started with a soft chuckle. "I'm just filling in for the guy that had to bow out at the last minute. It's sort of a friend of a friend of a friend calling in a favor sort of thing."

The four models exchanged a bit more small talk including the names they'd been given for the event. "No points for creativity for whoever picked the name scheme..." The lovely black woman who'd been given the name Ebony said with a small smirk.

"That's probably part my fault." Kayne said softly, telling them his real name and how it was spelled. His name tag of course said Cain, making the four of their names Ebony, Ivory, Cain, and Abel. They didn't have much more talk before they heard themselves start to be announced.

Ebony was announced first as the door opened before them. She strode out confidently, dressed in just her red robe with her tight black curls bouncing with every step. Ivory came next, moving with a flawless glide in her black robe. Abel was dressed in the same red-colored robe that Ebony was and strode out third, the bright lights shining off of his flawlessly shaven bald head.

"And now, a special treat..." Started the owner of the house and hostess of the party. "A guest from across the pond and from the adult film industry if you can believe it, Cain!"

Kayne stepped out of the room into the brightly lit room on the other side, clad in nothing but the same black robe Ivory had. His gait wasn't as smooth or perfect as the three proper models who'd come before him, but his face was calm and confident as he moved to take his place in line. Abel was the closest to him, but they were all spread out enough so that they didn't cast any shadows over each other.

When Kayne was in place the four models' hands moved to the belt of their robe, pulled it loose, and shrugged out of their robes. They were all of course naked underneath, and with nothing left to do, they stepped up onto their respective podiums and struck their pose of choice.

Kayne stepped forward with his left foot, bending his knee as he kept his left leg straight, his left arm followed his left leg, bending wide at the elbow as he clenched his fist as though he were grabbing something. His head dropped a touch to look at the imaginary thing he held in his left hand as his right arm lifted, bending at the elbow as his right fist closed around it's imaginary sword.

Kayne clenched every muscle he had as he held the pose. He lacked the size and bulk that Abel had in the arms and chest, but his six foot three frame didn't have an ounce of fat on it. Kayne's naked body was covered in lean muscle from head to toe, likely less fun to draw than the larger muscles, but with clearly defined lines and bulges. His short black hair flirted just above his eyebrows as his dark brown gaze stared at his imaginary victim. In truth though, Kayne doubted that much else about him mattered. With the hostess mentioning his profession, he had no doubt that most gazes would start at his cock. His nine inch long cock rested against his left thigh, two inches in diameter along the shaft, with the widest part of the flared head nearing two and a half, leaving a clearly defined ridge where the mushroom head met the shaft.
 
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Genevieve settled in once the class was situated, she made small conversations while they had waited and was offered wine and charcuterie before they all began.

A few moments passed and she heard the hostess announce the models were prepared to begin. Some soft classical music began to play and she noticed the stunning woman walking out almost gliding as she made her way to the podium in her robe she was announced as Ebony.

The second model had a different robe and look her skin was Ivory and she wore a black station robe her features gorgeous and cherub like. The next model was tall, muscular, built, and had chiseled features from what she saw his podium had been farther away but she was sure she could do details from here.

She thought the models had been done as the began to pose but one more was announced and when he exited her eyes were drawn to him for some reason. She took in his featured his athletic body, his bone structure, his deep intense brown eyes and then they all unrobed and she held the gasp seeing him, his size was quite impressive in fact alli of the models were beautiful and she locked eyes with him for a second as he found his pose causing her to blush slightly then focus back on her canvas.

She couldn't help but admire their bravery as a model herself and she chuckled to herself slightly knowing her fiancee might not be like the idea of naked men aside from himself around her this long.

She began to sketch the outline of ebony and Cain doing a sort of Adam and Eve inspired piece given the inspiration from the decor of the mansion and the poses the two models chose.

She heard a few whisper regarding his member from the ladies behind and she crossed her legs slightly trying not to focus on it and more of his form, it had been weeks from her since she was abroad and she knew she would be glad to see her fiance once he got back into town.
 
Kayne had of course scanned the crowd as he walked out, stepped up onto his podium, and posed. None of them held any interest for him, save for one. The green eyes struck a nerve for him, even as his dark brown eyes only held her gaze for but a moment.

Those eyes...

Kayne's mind started to drift once he was settled in his pose. This was at least something he was used to, something he'd done for god knows how many years. Despite his best efforts he kept seeing those eyes in his mind, and not just the eyes of the woman in the crowd, but the eyes that they were identical to. It was more than just the eyes though. The hair color and style also reminded him of Grace. No, not just reminded...the two looks so damn similar that they could have been sisters.

As he tried to fight and push against himself, Kayne couldn't get the image of Grace out of his head, nor the brief history they'd had together before...

Grace's death had all but broken Kayne. They were young and dumb, partying every night without a care in the world. Hell, there wasn't anything to care or worry about until the first time they did heroin. They'd both injected it, fucked furiously during that euphoric high, and blacked out, but only Kayne woke up.

The days after Grace's death were like a fog for Kayne. His friends had continued to drag him to places, parties, hooking him up with pity sex. It was during one such outing when he met Morgan, or rather when Morgan found him. As luck would have it, his size and skill had made it around and between enough social circles to perk her curiosity, which is something of a compliment given that she was over five hundred years old at the time, and a vampire.

Morgan had approached Kayne wanting a spirited fuck, only to find out that he was off his game since Grace's death. She was not to be deterred though, and made him an offer. In his depressed state he'd accepted that offer, not even having the faintest understanding of what he'd agreed to. There wasn't time to reconsider though, because she turned him that same night. That had been nearly one hundred years ago now, just another stepping stone leading him here.

So, as the minutes ticked by, and his muscles slowly started to feel the pain of being extended and clenched, Kayne's mind was focused on the beautiful woman with the green eyes in the blue dress. It was those thoughts that steeled his resolve and kept his body absolutely still, save for the long and slow breathing and blinks of his eyes.
 
Genevieve was focused but also not , she was still surprised the her reaction to this model, it was something that shocked her and she knew she shouldn't feel being an engaged woman at 28 years old, but it was something about him she couldn't resist admiring him.

It was like he was familiar to her in a way even though it was her first time seeing the man,maybe his job title had shocked her...intrigued her, or maybe because he was the typeof man she used to date before her fiance, inot that she wasn't attracted to her fiancee Ryan Gellman he was very handsome it's just she had normally went for tall dark handsome and mysterious men.

She took a sip of wine to ease her nerve a bit and continued her painting finishing her outline of the woman and then glancing to the man who again had caught her gaze and she began her detailed drawing of him every line , muscle detail she could get of him she did, her brush married the canvas beautifully making sure she caught the beauty and essence of the models in a way she would like to be portrayed herself.

She noticed the women ogling him partners with them or not she couldnt deny the man was extremely attractive, all of the models were, but Kayne definitely was special, she could just tell.
 
As much as Kayne tried to fight it, and despite his extensive experience in this department, he found it impossible not to flick his gaze up to glance at the woman with the green eyes every now and again. He was able to do it without moving any other part of his body, but he couldn't help but wonder what Morgan would think about him getting so easily distracted after so little time.

Thinking of Morgan did help him keep his gaze on point, semi-staring at the invisible foe he was about to kill with his invisible sword. Their history had been an interesting one to say the least. It was true that he'd intrigued her and piqued her curiosity, but it was never the makings of a long-term relationship, even though she'd turned him during it all. Yes, they'd spent the first couple of months fucking like a couple of rabbits that had just gotten out of prison, but one man was never going to be enough for her. Soon he fell into the background, joining the countless ranks of men she'd sired and kept on a leash of sorts. Some would say that she was stringing them along, but that could really only be true if you expected to change. They all knew their place though, and while some clamored around her, hoping to win her favor and a night in her bed. In truth though, she had her reasons for keeping them around, and part of that reason did involve her turning them.

Morgan had always loved parties, especially when she was the hostess. She took great joy in displaying her ever-expanding harem. Her biggest interest was of course living statues. She'd have them painted whatever color she felt like, often gold, position them how she wanted them, and order them not to move a muscle. The minutes were easy enough. The hours took some getting used to, but were balanced out by the strength and resilience of being a vampire. Some parties went on for days though, and though those days were long since behind him, he'd never forgotten the pain, and it was the pain from those days that made modeling like this doable. The hardest part of course, was keeping his mind in check.

Kayne was still lost in the thoughts of his past when the 2 hour alarm sounded, alerting them all that it was time for a break. He happily allowed his arms to go limp then, letting his muscles relax before shaking his arms a bit as he also relaxed the rest of his clenched muscles. He allowed himself one more glance at the lovely woman in the blue dress, searching for and meeting her gaze one more time before humbly lowering his gaze, bowing his head, turning around, stepping down, grabbing his robe, and heading back towards the room the models had come from.
 
Genevieve was brought out of her trance by the sound of the alarm and she figured she should take a break with the rest of the class as well while the models did. She couldn't help the small gasp that escaped as she locked eyes with the model again and blushed slightly seeing him pick his robe up and walk back into what she assumed was their break room.

She turned shocked once more seeing the hostess and one of her good friends Morgan admiring her work " Genevieve I had no idea I'd catch you at one of my sessions" she turned giving her gorgeous friend a hug and chuckled "Im just as surprised as you are Morgan , I knew you taught art but not like this, I commend you on your models they are very talented"

Morgan had smirked at that comment and the art piece " I had no idea you were this talented this is very detailed.. you've captured the two quite well"

Genevieve nodded " I was inspired though I don't think I'll be able to finish them both this session.. and then I have I these meetings to attend with Ryan.. I just-"

Morgan held her hand up and chuckled " I think I can arrange some one on ones, I'll introduce you to the two models"she said before heading off somewhere

Genevieve nodded wondering why in the world she felt nervous about meeting the man and grabbed herself some grapes being offered and more wine sitting back down.
 
Kayne's time in the room with the other models was much more relaxed this time around, due in no small part to the declaration of his profession before they'd modeled. It naturally brought questions from the other three, which he naturally answered and honestly, or at least as honestly as he could while also hiding the fact that he was a vampire and had been using his body as a means of income for the majority of the past one-hundred years.

While Kayne wasn't surprised by where the conversation started, he was surprised how quickly it shifted to sizes and comparisons. It shifted so quickly that an observer might think that the four had known each other for a long time. There wasn't any awkwardness or jealousy. Even the girls joined in, and in an effort to not be outdone, their robes also came off. They were much more bold though, with Ebony moving a hand to brush against one of Ivory's larger D-sizes breasts as she expressed her jealousy. Ivory was quick to shoot her down though, saying that she'd kill for Ebony's curves, punctuating her statement by brushing a hand down Ebony's side from the side of one of her C-sized breasts, past her side, over the swell of her hip before dipping around to give her full round ass a light slap. "And don't even get me started on those big beautiful nipples of yours..." She said with a slight blush as she briefly brought her arms up to cover her small pink ones. They all laughed at that and spent the rest of their break discussing preferred body types and the sizes of various things.

The group only finally parted when their five minute warning call came, each heading to their own area to finish preparing for the second pose session. Time flew by, as it naturally does, and almost before they knew it, the knock came at the door once more. There wasn't an introduction this time, and they simple filed out in the same order they'd been called before, stepped up onto their podiums as their leisure, and assumed their second preferred pose.

Though Kayne's muscles had long-since recovered, he chose a pose that would put strain on different muscles this time. He found the gaze of the mysterious woman once more, knowing it wasn't going to be possible to get another look once the timer started before lowering himself until his right knee touched the podium. He then bent forward and clenched his right fist, dropping it to the floor in front of his knee. He then shifted his left leg a bit, opening up his hips as he planted his foot. He immediately felt the strain in his left thigh, because of the angle of his left leg compared to his right, more than ninety degrees, but he suppressed it as he clenched his left fist and pulled it straight back, shifting his weight more onto his knee and right fist. The movement also caused his cock to shift until it rested against his right thigh, clearly visible with how open the pose was. The final addition was lifting his head and gaze to stare straight ahead. With his body fully posed, the final step was to clench every muscle, right down to the flawless six-pack abs that were clearly and prominently displayed for all to see.
 
Genevieve caught his eye once more then composed herself as she watched the models get back into position. In their new poses she was able to see the woman much better than before but when she glanced at Kayne she couldn't help but blush at the sight of his very well sculpted and endowed body.

It was clear the men and women here had worked out their bodies were athletic but not overly muscular, they were perfect live sculpture and again she found herself lost in the art painting the woman more clearly now that she was able to get detail but she wasn't really able to see the model Cainclearly anymore but what she could see she was impressed with.

Before she knew it the timer had rang and the session had ended and she heard Morgan announce the end of her class. Genevieve looked at her piece which was partially finished aside from ebony, she had gotten her features and body perfectly and the model even smiled giving her a thumbs up. She hadn't finished painting the skin yet or sketching the details of Cain. She noticed most did it for fun but she actually wanted to finish this piece and she watched Morgan coming over with the model and froze slightly as she was introduced to the man with a towel now around his waist.
 
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Kayne happily let his head and left arm drop when the second alarm sounded. He took a long, deep, and slow breath before bringing his left leg forward so he could roll back onto his haunches and push himself to his feet.

"Is there anything else you require of me, Mistress Morgan?"

The act of telepathically communicating with vampires had taken some time to get the hang of, except with Morgan of course. Just about everything was easier to learn when it came to the vampire that sired you, and this was especially true in this case. It was almost as natural and effortless as breathing at this point.

"Yes, walk with me and mingle."

Kayne had asked the telepathic question as he stepped off of his podium and bent to reach for his robe. He let out a heavy sigh as he shook his head. He wanted to protest, because he was still somewhat drained from teleporting across the ocean to get here, even if it didn't seem like it at first glance. There wasn't much point in it though. While the telepathic words didn't count as a proper order that he was supernaturally compelled to follow, he also knew that refusing it was only going to lead to her coming over and verbally reinforcing it.

It was at that moment that a servant approached him and handed him a large black towel. The purpose of the towel was both obvious and twofold, to cover him for the comfort of everyone while also allowing her to show him off to her famous and/or wealthy guests. He took the towel with a nod and a smile to the servant before quickly wrapping it around his waist, tucking one corner, and holding it securely with his right hand. He then scanned the room, found Morgan, and started walking in her direction.

As he walked, Kayne naturally had to stop several times to shake hands, accept thanks for modeling for them, and of course exchanging names and/or giving them the contact number for his agent, making it that much more apparent why Morgan had demanded that he come instead of one of the many other vampires that she'd sired. It was always about brushing elbows with the right people when it came to Morgan. She loved her parties. That much could never be disputed, but every party had a purpose, and this one was clearly no different.

"Just like old times, eh Kayne?" Morgan asked Kayne telepathically as he approached her?

"Heh, close but not quite, Mistress Morgan. You haven't pimped me out to anybody yet." Kayne responded, also telepathically as he stepped up beside Morgan and stopped.

"Heh, yet indeed. The night is young after all."

Morgan didn't miss a beat then, hooking her right arm with Kayne's left one and starting to slowly walk and work the room. He was on auto pilot for the most part, which was easy enough given how many times they'd done this exact same thing over the years. That autopilot malfunctioned when Kayne caught sight of the green-eyed woman in the blue dress and noticed that Morgan was leading him towards her. His hand on the towel tightened reflexively when he met the woman's gaze once more

"And this is my friend Genevieve. She's a model and apparently quite the artist! Genevieve, I give Kayne. He was over in Europe doing a movie, but I was able to steal him away, for a price." Morgan made the introduction as she guided Kayne into a position to see Genevieve's painting.

Kayne's dark brown eyes widened when he saw the exquisite detail that Genevieve had put into her work, much more than most of the others that he'd seen as he and Morgan had worked the room.

"It's...amazing." Kayne said in his soft baritone voice, hesitating briefly before lifting his gaze to meet Genevieve's once more. "I'm always jealous of people with artistic talent, because I couldn't draw to save my life." He cracked a smile and let out a soft chuckle at the small bit of self-deprecation.
 
Genevieve gave a small smile to the man she had subconsciously been eyeing from the moment class began and she gave Morgan a smile as well knowing with her talent of making connections for people she could've easily been an agent in fact she had asked her a few times as a joke but Genevive was signed to an agency and once signed they pretty much guided you where they wanted you.

" I- Its honestly a hidden talent ive discovered tonight ive always been artistic but painting people live.. it certainly is a first for me" she said looking at the piece with them.

"I want to finish it.. i was able to Capture Ebony beautifully but Kayne however i didnt get to finish" (because i was distracted) she said to them and thought to herself.

She looked up catching his brown eyes and chuckled as well as he mentioned he couldn't draw and was jealous of people with artistic talent "Art is so versatile, im sure you could find an area youre great at " she said and glanced at her piece " Id also like to finish this?.." she said looking at Morgan then to him " Whenever you have free time of course , and when i do as well.. im sure we coukd schedule something that works for us both..for a price of course " she added not knowing his scheduleand not wanting to put either out of their way she knew the struggles of modeling and this piece was something she made on her own that she wanted to keep.

She heard her phone beep and sighed seeing a message from her agent and then a following one frim her fiancee. "I guess thats my cue to go" she said wanting to socialize more "Here.." she said writing down her number and email to give to him " Let me know when youre free.. it was a pleasure meeting you and great seeing you Morgan" she said and with that she was off to the waiting car outside but not without one last glance at him before getting in.
 
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"Heh, it's a first for me as well, modeling naked I mean..." Kayne said back with a small smile in response to Genevieve's mentioning that this was her first time painting a live model. He'd held her gaze whenever they weren't admiring her work, and he just nodded when she talked of finishing it. He took her card when she offered it, and was about to tell her that he'd have his agent contact her, but Morgan beat him to the punch.

"Nonsense Darling." Morgan started with wide but genuine smile. "With art you have to strike while the iron is hot. Kayne and I would love it if you joined us for another session next Friday, and we won't take no for an answer." Morgan continued, letting go of Kayne's arm and moving to walk Genevieve to the door.

Though the news of another session was a surprise for Kayne, he managed to keep the small smile on his face and his gaze steady. He distracted himself by taking business cards that people offered to him and exchanging general small talk, barely even remembering that he was still clad in just a towel.

Kayne managed to maintain his smile and good humor exactly as long as it took for the last guest that wasn't spending the night to leave Morgan's mansion. He was still wearing nothing but his towel, partly because once Morgan had returned she'd once again latched onto his arm and made no intention of letting go.

"What's this next Friday business all about? You told me that this was just for tonight and that the other guy would be back next week." Kayne finally asked Morgan telepathically, once it became apparent that she wasn't letting him leave the house tonight. He'd of course picked his moment to be at a time when she wasn't speaking or being spoken to. While he expected that she appreciated that, at least a little, that didn't hide the flash of annoyance that he saw in her eyes.

"Yes, and then I decided that his services would no longer be required, and that your time would be better spent here instead of on the movie you are working on that I am funding." Morgan's ability to express annoyance and displeasure via telepathy was uncanny. Despite that though, Kayne felt obliged to at least try and change her mind.

"But..." Kayne started to retort.

"But nothing. I've left you to your own devices, paid for and even paid you for them. Your body is still mine to command, and I'll hear no more about it tonight."

"Fine."
Kayne said, unable to stop the brief shake of his head as he gave in.

"Fine?" Came Morgan's threatening inquiry.

"Fine Mistress."

"That's better."
Came Morgan's reply, the threat gone as she spread her legs over his towel-clad legs and got more comfortable on the couch they were sitting on.
 
Genevieve rode silently back to her uptown loft alot of things running through her head from her scheduling this week , to dinner tonight with her fiancee to the model she couldn't get out of her head Kayne. She knew it was wrong she loved Ryan but there was something about him that felt familiar to her.

She made it inside seeing Ryan was back from his event and on the couch asleep. She leaned down giving his forhead a soft kiss and removed her heels shaking him lightly to wake him up.

She grinned when he woke up and gave her a big kiss and the two discussed their night with her excluding the models being naked and her connection to one.

A few days later was the next class and Morgan informed her it would be a smaller group and some models would return which she was grateful for she was excited for her next piece and admittedly curious to see the model once more.

Genevieve wore a white dress and matching heels, she knew it wasn't the ideal outfit to paint in and be comfortable in while she enjoyed the class. She had arrived a bit early as usual and saw this time Morgan had assigned seating.
 
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Morgan kept Kayne more than busy after the painting session, and not just with her own body. True to her word, she'd found a way to pimp him out to several of the women that had stayed for the "after party". He spent the night at her house, and wasn't able to untangle himself from the cluster of people passed out in the bed until the next morning. Sleep hadn't come easy to him that night, his mind plagued with thoughts of Grace and the green-eyed woman before they started to intertwine in his head. Still, he'd fed well and had more than enough energy to teleport back to his trailer in Europe in time for that days shooting.

The days passed slowly for Kayne, as he was both looking forward to and dreading Friday. His mind and body were utterly torn on how to think and feel, making everything else that much more difficult. He was still able to perform for his movies though, despite his mind being elsewhere. One would think that it would hard for one's mind to be anywhere else when they were fucking a flawlessly beautiful woman, and most days that would be true. Kayne enjoyed the act itself, and only hated the obviously fake parts.

When the day arrived, as it inevitably had to, Kayne was ready. He'd had a hooker over the night before. He'd fucked her, glamoured her, fed from her, licked the bite marks to make them disappear, and slept beside her. He'd awoken first of course, what with the blood loss making her sleep long into the afternoon. When she woke up he happily paid her double her normal fee for each hour that she'd been with him before seeing her out his door. She was human of course, and didn't know about the existence of vampires or that he'd fed from her. That was what the second part of the money he paid her was for.

With everything else taken care of for the day, Kayne closed his eyes and pictured Morgan's house and the room that was different from the rest. It's furnishings and color patterns were very distinct, making it easy to remember for this very reason.

The journey itself was over in the blink of an eye, with Kayne vanishing from inside his trailer and reappearing in the room he'd been picturing in his head. He immediately dropped to one knee, his head sagging as his eyes closed to block out the spinning of the room. He rose to his feet after a couple of minutes, his mind and body slowly recovering from the jarring experience. He knew it would get easier, and looked forward to the day that it did.

Kayne exited the room and was met with an attendant that told him where in the house to go. he simply nodded to the man and headed that way. He entered the room from the hallway and wasn't at all surprised to see Ebony and Ivory in the room getting ready. He was surprised however, that Abel wasn't there. He didn't have to question if it was a mistake or not though, as there were only three stations laid out in the room, one for each of them.

After exchanging pleasantries with the two lovely women, Kayne stripped out of his street clothes and donned the black robe that was waiting for him. The women talked amongst themselves for a bit before asking his opinion on some bit of small talk, clearly inviting him to join them as they waited for their summons. That small talk continued between the three of them until the adjoining room was ready for them.

When the trio exited their room and walked around the backstop they were all surprised to see that there wasn't three podiums waiting for them like last time. There was just one large podium this time.

Even as Kayne, Ebony, and Ivory stripped off their robes and got up on the podium, Kayne couldn't help but notice Genevieve. If he hadn't noticed her at the front-most easel directly in front of the podium, then he certainly would have noticed her by the perfectly white and beautiful dress that she wore. She stuck out beautifully in the sea of reds and blacks that made up the majority of those around her.

"We're going to spice things up a little this time." Morgan's loud and commanding voice served to both pull Kayne out of his own head and silence the conversations going on amongst the artists. "Tonight, we're going to use the large podium for group poses. So go on girls, one on each side, nice and close, he's a big strong guy, lean on him if you need to."

Kayne didn't really have to wonder what was going on in Morgan's head as she directed the beautiful women on either side of him to get close, so close in fact that the only really comfortable position for their inside arms was around him. He swallowed hard as he felt their soft skin against him, both their arms and hands that were wrapped around his waist and settles on his hips, and their own hips pressed against each of his sides. His arms were left in a similar predicament, leaving the only comfortable option being around the shoulders of each of them, with his hands draping over their opposite shoulders. Even as the trio settled into their poses, with each woman leaning slightly against him as they still faced forward as much as possible, giving the crowd as much a view of their individual curves as possible, Morgan's voice rang once more.

"Oh that is divine..." Morgan started as she brought a finger to her chin in contemplation. "But something is missing. Hmmm, oh I have it!" She cried out excitedly, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Yes, Kayne, why don't you do that thing that the women gossip about on the film sets?"

Morgan's suggestion caught Kayne completely off guard. She'd been tame enough so far, minus the after party the other day. He'd expected these sessions to be strictly business with minimal sexuality. Her suggestion though, changed the tone of everything. The others in the room just didn't know it yet. He swallowed hard, letting his gaze flicked nervously back and forth to the women on either side of him before settling on Genevieve.

"Heh, you wouldn't think many things could make an adult film star blush, but here we are." Though Morgan's voice was light and joking, the gaze that she fired at Kayne's hesitation was the complete opposite. He was stuck in yet another situation where he could either do as she bade or wait for her to order him to do it.

After a couple brief seconds, Kayne closed his eyes and rolled his shoulders, despite his arms being around the shoulders of the women beside him. He tilted his head to the left and right, cracking his neck as he tried to force himself to both focus and relax at the same time. His head bowed briefly, and when his eyes opened once more, his gaze was somehow pre-emptively locked with Genevieve's. His dark brown eyes burned with so much intensity and desire that even he was caught off guard. His mind knew it's task though, and focused inward. Nothing happened at first, but soon enough he felt his cock twitch. It slowly and almost gracefully hardened and stiffened, rising from where it dangled between his legs until it stood full and proudly before him with it's own muscle-like definition.

With the unfortunately easy part taken care of, Kayne maintained ed his mental focus as he continued to look at Genevieve, even when she had to look at her painting. His heart jumped every time she glanced back at him though, even if he didn't truly understand why. Yes, she looked like Grace, but she wasn't Grace. Why did she stir such a reaction from him?
 
Genevieve observed the setup and decor this time. This session was much different than the other time, it was more intimate and more private, lighting was changed and stations with paints and canvases were set up instead of given out like last time.

She saw a podium nearly right in front of where she was seated and she thought that was great because she had been one of the more detailed artists of the group.

She put her hair up into a bun tonight and had on a light pink lipstick and mascara nothing too off from her already stunning features however she just might meet her fiancee for dinner tonight and she wanted to be presentable if the press had caught wind to take pictures.

She watched as the models walked out and climbed up onto the podium and she also noticed on was missing which she hadn't expected. Her eyes caught Kaynes unable to stop herself from glancing and then her focus was shifted to Morgan announcing they were spicing things up tonight?

She was curious as to what her friend meant when she continued and then she asked Kayne to don the things he did on sets. She glanced from Kayne to Morgan a bit surprised because she heard him mention he was an adult film star but she also mentioned he was a male model so she was ready for him to capture a pose.

She could tell he was hesitant about something as he watched the room then her then he got himself comfortable it seemed and began to relax. She glanced at Morgan a second who seemed proud then around the room at the ladies pleased at his looks and the gentlemen pleased at the two beautiful female models.

She hadn't noticed him watching her at first but then she glanced up seeing his cock harden right in front her and couldn't help the small breath of air that escaped as his eyes locked on his for a moment before she snapped out of it and began on her painting.

What was it about this man that she couldn't get out of her head, that she
could'nt resist, she knew it was wrong feeling like this about another man but her body reacted to him and so did her mind he just felt too familiar to her, his voice, his body, but she knew she couldn't act on it because she was engaged and for all she knew Kayne could've been as well.

She began her outlines of the group's poses on the podium and made sure to catch the tones and lighting just right.
 
Though his mind was as focused as it could possibly be on keeping his cock hard without any actual stimulation, Kayne's face remained perfectly calm, except for his eyes. Those dark brown orbs slowly darkened as he continue to look at Genevieve. Grace's face naturally also came to his mind, leading him to thinking of their last time together. He saw the old and battered couch that they'd laid on, remembered the way shadows had obscured this part of her face or that as he'd held her gaze as he fucked her. He remembered every look and reaction to his moves and thrusts.

Kayne's pupils all but disappeared into the near-black eyes that seemed to be trying to stare into Genevieve's very soul. The people around her similarly disappeared for him, as did the beautiful women on either side of him. Even the feel of their skin on his faded into the back of his mind. Everything faded away in his mind except for Genevieve, Grace, and those fleeting moments on the couch. Even the passage of time slipped away as he savored that moment in his mind that Genevieve's eyes had brought back to him.

As Kayne floated in that timeless void a nagging feeling tried to infringe upon his concentration. He fought it tooth and nail, his face even clenching to resist it until the feeling became a sound, an alarm. The sudden realization of what the alarm was for snapped Kayne out of his own mind so fiercely that he actually staggered back a couple steps. Had it been two hours already? Surely not. Surely Morgan had just messed up the timer, and yet everyone else in the room was getting up for the break, including Ebony and Ivory who had disappeared from his sides even before he staggered back. He didn't know what had happened and quickly turned to head for the break room to try and sort out what the hell had just happened.
 
Genevieve got her second painting almost perfectly during this session and was able to complete some of her first visually in a way she knew she could finish by memory but tonight Kayne's expression had been different as he stared into the room.

His gaze had been focused as if he had been lost in a thought or somewhere else, it was almost like he was staring right into her soul and she couldn't break her gaze nor did she want to she had never felt anything so intense and she was confused as to what just happened.

Before she knew it the timer had went off and Morgan announced the break time and she watched the two women retreat backstage but Kayne remained for a second before seemingly being brought out of though and heading back as well. She watched for a moment and sighed " I shoukd have some wine" she said and chuckled to herself. She definitely needed to gather her emotions she. It came to this model it was just alot of things were familiar when it came to him..

They had an hour left and Gen sighed getting a text from her fiancee saying he was caught up in meetings and could not make dinner but he'd make it up to her. She sighed replying back and tucking her phone away, she supposed she'd have to go out alone tonight for dinner without her fiancee by her side.

20 minutes had passed and the remainder of the sessions the models did various poses and movements they all were supposed to capture but honestly Gen had a hard time focusing.
 
Kayne's mind continued to linger on what had happened with Genevieve. He was so distracted by his thoughts that he didn't even notice anything around him in the room. He might have sat there for hours if not for Ebony. He didn't notice her approach him, but her voice pulled him out of his head.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

A soft chuckle slipped from Kayne before he could stop it. He lifted his gaze to meet hers and just slowly shook his head.

"Nah, it's nothing. I just got into a weird head space for a bit there, y'know?" Kayne said softly, trying to play it off like the problem he'd had wasn't a vampire-specific problem.

This time it was Ebony's turn to chuckle. "Yeah, that is definitely the downside to these long sessions. That's why they pay us the big bucks."

The two of them laughed together after her last remark.

"Almost done. Just one more." Kayne said with renewed conviction as he pushed himself to his feet.

When the time came for their final pose of the night, Kayne couldn't help but be glad. As much as he enjoyed the familiar eyes of that woman, he didn't think he could handle another session like the previous one. As he, Ivory, and Ebony walked out, he tried to be as subtle as he could in avoiding even looking in Genevieve's direction.

The trio of models moved as one, starting in a single file line until they reached the large podium. They stepped up onto it and stood side-by-side with Kayne in the middle. He crossed his arms in front of him, and took the hands that each woman offered him as they crossed their arm across their bodies as well. They lifted their other arms up towards him and each other, touching their hands over his head forming the top of what would be a heart. They then lifted their chins and looked up as he just looked to the same side he'd been looking. The final step of the pose was for them each to bend both knees just so and lean just so. It was anything but comfortable, and really only possibly with the three of them working together to hold each other up and in the pose.
 
Genevieve blinked lost in her thoughts for a moment thanking the waiter Morgan sent around with Chardonay and Hor Devours before the final round of painting. ` I need to focus, maybe the wine is getting to me"she thought and chuckled before positioning herself again for the next session, she couldn't quite explain what she felt between her and Kayne last session but this time she would focus on the art and tried not to stare too much at him.

She watched as they all got in position I'm pressed with the pose they had chosen and the strength all of them had to maintain that position. She watched Morgan move around the room as she began a soft fought scotch on the canvas of what she truly wanted to capture from them and again became lost in the classical music playing and her art.

She gasped softly catching Kaynes gaze for a moment and it was like her mind had its own idea as she sketched on the canvas and it was like she coukdnt stop not until she was finished her piece of work.

She noticed Morgan's surprised look when she passed her piece and then her glance up at the models before walking off. She knew it wasn't identical to the poses but it was beautiful all the same and her rendition of what she saw and continued her work.
 
Try as he might, and despite the additional concentration the pose was taking, Kayne couldn't stop his gaze from occasionally flicking over towards Genevieve. Every time he did though, he found her gaze with his own, and his entire body would tense up. Even his cock twitched each time their gazes met, making it that much harder for him to focus on the task at hand. It did slowly become easier to focus though, despite those occasional glances and the effects they had on him. Despite the conditioning of the two lovely women, they were just mortals after all. He could feel the strain the pose was putting on them and how they had to rely on him more and more as the timer ticked. He was more than up to the task though, and when the alarm finally sounded he was ready, straightening both of his legs in an instant as the two women sagged briefly against him. He held their hands until he knew they were stable enough, and only released them long enough to wrap his arms around their shoulders.

It was all smiles for the trio of models, all of them clearly comfortable with their shared nakedness to not immediately rush towards their robes, even as some of the artists approached them to thank them for their time and service, shake hands, and sometimes passing out cards for future calls. Kayne naturally took it in stride, only ever hesitating when Genevieve approached them. His body froze of it's own volition, and though it felt like an eternity, he recovered in just a handful of seconds, holding his hand out to her as he met her gaze and smiled. That smile lasted she took his offered hand. When their skin touched his entire body tensed up like it had when they'd locked eyes. This was different though, stronger. It felt like lightning shooting up his arm. It's sheer strength and suddenness made him pull his hand away and step back from Genevieve, Ebony, and Ivory.

"I-I'm sorry...I...Excuse me." Kayne took another step back before turning and heading straight for the model break room, not even stopping to grab his robe, a towel, or anything else to cover himself. He closed the door behind him, but barely had a few seconds of privacy before Morgan entered the room. He turned to face her, opening his mouth to speak, only to be silenced by a slap across the face that surprised him and made him stagger. back. Before he had time to react to being struck or regain his balance she was on him once again, her hands gripping his arms like a vice.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Morgan angrily hissed into Kayne's ear, her volume still soft so as not to be heard from outside. "First you glamour my friend, and then you run from her like a scared little virgin. So I repeat, what the FUCK is wrong with you?"

"I...w-well..." Kayne started, stuttering as he tried to process what had happened and what she was saying. "Wait, what? Glamoured? I didn't glamour anyone. I..."

Kayne's words were cut off by another slap across the face. He wasn't staggered by this one though, do in no small part to the vice-like grip that she still had on his other arm.
"Oh no?" Morgan asked mockingly as she lifted one of her fingers to her lips. "Then how do you explain this?" In a single fluid motion, she dragged her finger against one of her fangs, effortlessly breaking the skin while also bringing it to his mouth and forcing it between his lips.

Kayne's mind was assaulted by a vision then, a memory. He saw Genevieve through Morgan's eyes, easily identifying where they were by also being able to see himself up on stage. More importantly though, he saw Genevieve's painting. It looked nothing like the pose they'd been holding. It took him only a moment to recognize what she had painted, and as the confused look came to his face, Morgan puller her finger from his mouth, her tongue flicking across the cut, healing it instantly.


"Well?" Morgan asked demandingly.

"I...but...that's...No, that's impossible. I mean yes, I was thinking about that during the first pose, but I didn't...I mean..." Kayne was at a complete and utter loss for words and explanations. I mean how could he possibly explain why Genevieve had flawlessly painted himself and Grace, for there could be no doubt that it was Grace, not Genevieve, on that battered old couch, complete with the tear on the cushion and a cigarette burn mark on the arm. "I...don't know..." He said at last.

Morgan's fury only intensified after he spoke. The expression on her face spoke volumes. She was silent for a long time, but her grip on his arm told him that she was far from done with him. After a full minute of absolute silence, she finally spoke.
"I suppose it doesn't really matter how it happened, so much as making sure it doesn't happen again. Consider yourself lucky that I am letting you go home and solve this problem on your own, for now, but solve it we will. I want you to keep your cock hard for two hours, six times a day every day until you come back here next Saturday."

"You said this was the last..." Kayne started before Morgan cut him off.

"And it was, until you started fucking up. I can't have a century old vampire out there making the same mistakes that a week old vampire would make. Now take your stuff and go. I'll cover for you."
 
Genevieve was relived class was over, the session had been longer but worth it and she wanted to get home to relax seeing as her fiance had gotten called info work and their dinner had been cancelled, she figured a soak in the hot tub and some takeout woukd dinner fine.

She saw people talking with the bare models and exchanging contact information and figured she could do the same since she was a model herself.

She walked over greeting all three giving compliments to them and then went to shake all of their hands politely.

She reached forward grabbing Kaynes hand last stunned and confused by she felt touching Kaynes hand, the man was even more handsome up close and she felt herself blush slightly as their eyes locked again similar to how they did on stage and she felt herself unable to move from his gaze or look away and her body heated up and she watched him he quickly pulled away, excused himself and nearly ran out of the room.

She knew the shock was on her face but she quickly played it off wondering if she offended him some way by staring. She noticed Morgan walking towards the back wondering what that was about and smiled thanking the two ladies.

"I-umm I guess I should be heading out too, it's quite a trip to my loft and I'm sure Morgan woukd like to wrap up here" she said nicely to the women. She glanced back toward the door she saw the make model quickly go through and sighed she woukd have to thank Morgan another time as well and would send a basket and gift to her,

She grabbed her small purse and jacket from check in and called her car to take her to her loft and waited in the foyer.
 
It was bad enough for Kayne that he was effectively given home work by Morgan, but worse was the fact that he had no choice but to do it. He had no way to lie to her if she ordered him to tell the truth. Yes, she'd give him the chance to lie before ordering the truth, but being caught lying was going to end in a far worse punishment. Then, as if that wasn't bad enough, the event that he'd been doing the stupid home work for got canceled. That wouldn't have been so bad, but Morgan of course rescheduled it for the following Saturday while also adding another bit of home work to what she'd already given him.

So it was for Kayne, being given more and more home work by the week, with it eventually being enough that it was genuinely too much for him to be able to be in the movie that she'd been paying for. So she had the crew put that movie on hold and start work on another.

When it was all said and done, an entire month had passed since the previous session, during which Kayne had done next to nothing except work on keeping his cock hard, consciously glamouring people, and keeping his cock hard while meeting someone's gaze without glamouring them. It wasn't physically difficult, but it had been taking it's tole on him mentally. That much he knew for sure. So he actually found himself more than happy to be at Morgan's place. If nothing else it would hopefully mean that he was going to be free of that annoying home work and able to actually live his life.

Kayne and Ebony were both in the back room, preparing for the session in their own way, and while they didn't say that much to each other, they were both surprised that neither of them had been given any instructions on what kind of poses to prepare, which seemed especially strange given that the group of artists was smaller than before. He couldn't help but wonder why she would risk disappointing a group of almost certainly hand-picked people by not even giving the models a hint at the very least. Hell, with how the last month had been, he had half expected her to change the pose she wanted them to prepare from week to week as well...
 
It had been weeks since her last session at Morgans estate. Since then Genevieve had been head of two runway shows, been published inn a magazine with her fiancee and been looking at new properties in the city the two could buy together that was bigger than the loft.

She also had to admit she was a bit stressed with work and her fiancee seeming to always be busy when it came to supporting her and she was a bit frustrated because she was always there for him. He apologized with a weekend trip just the two of them and a few expensive gifts but she needed something to relax and when Morgan contacted her saying she was doing another class she jumped at the opportunity to decompress and paint.

She wore a simple green dress something that complimented her skin and accessories and she had driven tonight seeing as Ryan was going to be busy again tonight she was planning on treating herself tonight and was hoping her friend Morgan could join so they could catch up outside of work seeing as both women hadn't had much opportunity sighing the month.

She parked arriving at he estate and paused for a second remembering the man from last time, Kayne... for which she hated to admit her thoughts drifted to a few times within the month after some lonely nights alone or when she had stared at the painting shed done last time which seemed to irritate her fiancee saying it was her with another man which she couldn't see at all she had finally just shipped it to Morgan for her to keep so Ryan wasn't put off and she would paint something beautiful tonight, somthingntonhang in one of her business offices because on top of being a successful model she did own severak companies and charities.

Genevieve settled in smiling at their assigned seating this time and made small conversation with the woman seated beside her.
 
Nobody came to inform Kayne or Ebony about what was going to be expected of them until the assistant came in to give them their five minute warning. They just walked in, informed them that the room would be ready for them in five minutes, and held out a piece of paper. Ebony took it and looked at it before raising her beautiful blue eyes to meet his gaze and offering the paper to him. He cocked his head a bit to the side with a questioning look on his face before he looked down at the paper in his hand.

"Is she ser..." Kayne started, turning his gaze towards the assistant, but they'd already exited the room, giving the pair of models no way to question the instructions until they exited the room, she in her red robe and he in his black one.

Even when Kayne and Ebony exited the room though, there was no time to question Morgan about the desired pose, because she started to speak the second they appeared.

"Those that know me best know that I'm a flirt, and that's exactly what I've got planned for you tonight. We're going to flirt with the line between art and porn. I'll leave it to you to decide which side of the line we end up on."

Kayne and Ebony looked at each other then, each clearly asking with their facial expressions if the other was okay with what was being asked of them. Neither one of them spoke up though, which was an answer all the same. With that being settled, the two models disrobed and stepped onto the platform that could be raised or lowered, pending the needs of the artists and height of the models. It was set just a little lower than the floor the artists were on, and was empty except for brick wall with the artists and their easels on either side of it.

Ebony moved first, moving to the wall and turning her back to it. Kayne was right behind her, following while also giving her space. She pressed her back against it, flinching briefly with a semi-nervous smile at it's coldness before doing it again. She shifted her hips and ass a bit, trying to find the right balance between comfort and stability before nodding to Kayne. He swallowed hard as he approached the beautiful woman.

Unlike any of the other poses, Kayne and Ebony conversed softly about how to execute the pose, without blocking the artist's views any more than was necessary. The final product had her arms raised so she could encircle his neck, with the two standing so close that a single deep breath was all that would be needed for her clearly visible nipples to graze against his chest. His hands meanwhile, rested a bit above her hips, with his fingers curling around to her lower back. His arms made sure not to block either the view of her nipples or his already erect cock, which stood proudly between them, as close to her lower abdomen as her nipples were to his chest. The final touch was him leaning so close that his nose grazed against hers and he could feel her breath against his lips, lips that were so close to touching that their eyes closed in preparation for the kiss.
 
Genevieve quieted as Morgan made her announcement she knew the class was risque, it was part of the reason she took the lessons but she wasn't sure what to expect tonight , anything too wild she'd just let Morgan keep for herself.

She watched Kayne and Ebony appear , both seemed a bit reluctant as they entered the stage discussing something briefly as they entered before waiting for the light music that played as they got into position.

She was always amazed at the strength it took them to maintain the pose for so long but today's pose was so close..so intimate. She blushed and felt herself grow a bit hot as she watched. She wondered if the two had been together before but she quickly put it out of her mind knowing that she had a fiancee and her attraction to Kayne shouldn't be this deep although there was something about him she just couldn't shake and last lesson she was so drawn in by him.

She steadied her canvas, focused, as she drew the outline of the two letting her brush move on the canvas and her stress this week slip away as she tried depicting what she saw in her own way.
 
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