Kaguya Nanbu (
kaguya_nanboobs) wrote2013-11-18 02:25 am
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Decorating easter eggs was a fun passtime for Kaguya. She was actually pretty good at it, too! Her station mean she did a lot of calligraphy, and that was a similar set of skills. She could get some pretty intricate patterns going, even on the small surface of a normal egg.
Of course, she eventually got carried away, and ran out of... paints. She still had plenty of prepared eggs nearby. And heck, she even had plenty of spare tubes, too. Though... not on hand, and she was kind of stuck halfway through one when she realized she was out of a third color. Improvising to finish her pattern, she'd called her boyfriend to grab a new set from one of the drawers in the desk. It went fine... until she spotted which box he had.
"Oh, no, not those ones," she corrected. "Those are sugar paints. They go on things you're going to eat later."
Of course, she eventually got carried away, and ran out of... paints. She still had plenty of prepared eggs nearby. And heck, she even had plenty of spare tubes, too. Though... not on hand, and she was kind of stuck halfway through one when she realized she was out of a third color. Improvising to finish her pattern, she'd called her boyfriend to grab a new set from one of the drawers in the desk. It went fine... until she spotted which box he had.
"Oh, no, not those ones," she corrected. "Those are sugar paints. They go on things you're going to eat later."
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So at first he just did as she asked to help Kaguya out but when he found the sugar paints, he quickly got an interesting idea that would be enjoyable for both of them. He flashed a cheeky grin to himself and made his way back.
"I know. I'm just thinking of using them right now~ I already have a few 'ideas~' " There was an unmistakable twinkle of mischief in the man's red orbs as he grinned like a cheshire.
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"Really? What kind of ideas?" While Kaguya was more than sexually aware enough to keep up with her rack-loving boyfriend, some of his implications still eluded her from time to time.
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"Really?" She asked, but she was smiling. "You really want to paint those?"
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He drew closer and put the paints down next to her as he loomed in close cupping her chin.
"I'm sure you'll enjoy it~"
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"Alright. But take your time and make a good pattern out of it, okay? If you rush, I won't let you clean them." That said, she gave the front of her dress a tug, letting her breasts pop out.
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"Of course. An artist needs to respect his canvas and give only his best." He was hamming it up so much but in all honesty he wasn't going to half ass it. Not when he would want to lick them clean or perhaps even do something more before that.
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And she also doubted that simply painting them was all she had in mind, but she wouldn't have agreed so easily if she didn't have the time to spare. "Alright, then. Show me what designs you make when you have more room to work with."
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"As you wish~ Sit on the counter for me if you don't mind. Or maybe I should clear the table so you can lie on your back. Which do you think would work better?"
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"I'll sit up. They're wobbly less while you work." Although, being blessed with such healthy, firms breasts as hers, they'd also keep their shape just fine if she did lie down at some point. Smiling, she sat up on the bench for him. There was plenty of room, but all the same she added, "Just mind my stuff before you get too excited."
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Break smiled and moved closer to his lovely girlfriend, the brush already well soaked in the sugar paint. He'd gone for a light brown as the base color for one breast. "Of course I will. Don't worry so much~ " he said before flicking a nipple with the tip of the brush teasingly~
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She was going to suggest he try not to drip on her clothes, but the paints were designed to wash out. Kaguya had to wonder who had made a decorative food paint and decided to make sure it was safe for painting people too.
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Leave it to me. I won't fail your expectations~" Break hummed and started dragging his brush over Kaguya's right breast starting from the side and working his way to the top. There were no patterns yet but that didn't stop him from conveniently trasing the tip of the brush over her mound under the pretext of making the background perfectly uniform for the decorations.
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She was doing her best to stay still, but still huffed a little and shivered a bit. "Tickles," she explained.
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Much more fun indeed. Especially hearing her struggle to keep quiet and still. He dabbed the brush into the paint again before starting to complete the first run.
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And at least this step gave her a change to get used to it before he got too intricate. In fact, having the base color there would make her less sensitive, she hoped.
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"Here we go. For starters~ a few stars should do~" he hummed and started drawing the shape.
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"It's good to know you're willing to work hard on your projects," she teased, letting him paint away. It was actually kind of fun seeing and feeling what he came up with.
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Which was exactly what happened as he finished his first main spiral. "Excellent. I'm already tempted to have a taste due to how well it turned out~" though to be fair he'd probably want a taste regardless given what he was painting on. Still even as he said that he already reached out for a vivid red paint.
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She eyes his next colour choice with a smile. If it was really so vivid she might let him take a photo. On her phone, just in case.
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He chuckled hearing her teasing reprimand. Honestly when she made promises like that so easily it was hard to not agree to those terms.
He knew she liked the color which was exactly why he chose it next. He stirred the brush in the paint for a little longer, getting just enough for the patterns he had in mind. As soon as it was ready he brought his brush back on her firm flesh and started painting a butterfly shape this time.
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