9 - Naked Art
1345 Words
It was 9 a.m. and her first day off during a week in quite some time. Rayne’s mindset was much more positive than the previous days. The wrapping sound on the door was familiar and she knew it was Marcos. Opening the door Marcos was shadowed by Brayden and the both had their hands full of items needed for the photo shoot and painting party.
“If no one has alcohol, this isn’t happening.” Rayne said holding up her coffee mug.
Marcos set things down and pulled a large bottle of crown out of a bag. “My lovely, I would never come empty handed!”
“I hope you don’t mind me being here Rayne. I really wanted to watch the sage do his art and of course seeing your hot ass naked.” Brayden said.
“Ok...obviously you two have already hit the sauce.” She laughed.
It took about an hour for Marcos to set up his backdrop, tripod, and canvas. Rayne was ready and patiently waiting in her silk robe and nothing else. She had put it off many times previous due to nerves of bearing her body to the world but as the morning came, she realized it was not really that big of a deal.
“Alright my lovely, lay down on your stomach. Ass in the air, arms out in front, bend at the knee and feet in the air.”
She followed his instruction and he stood behind her snapping several shots. “This will be in black and white and your ass is essentially going to have the world sitting on top of it when I am done.”
Rayne laughed, “So telling the world to kiss my ass the other day was actually entirely appropriate?”
They all laughed loudly together and Brayden handed Rayne her coffee mug smiling. Mmmmm, crown and coffee. My favorite.
The next shot was Rayne sitting naked on a wooden dining chair. Her legs were spread on either side and both hands together gripping the front of the chair leaning forward slightly. Marcos too this shot directly from the front so her boobs and female bits were covered by her arms and hands. He had her throw her head back and open her mouth. So it was a silhouette of her jaw and neck and body straight on.
“I plan on a volcano coming out of your mouth on this one. This one has been in my mind for a while.”
Pose after pose, shot after shot, Rayne moved and curved her body in all sorts of ways to help Marcos obtain the desired look. He would then produce the black and white photos in larger wall covering canvases and paint the wildlife, volcanoes or the universe on the desired photo for the effect. This was her favorite thing about his art. He could paint things perfectly but was also an absolute marksman when taking candid, specific snapshots. About three hours of posing and Rayne needed food and a break. She picked up her phone and sent a half-drunk text.
“You should come take naked photos for Art with me. Come home and get drunk and naked with me…LOL!”
It wasn’t even two minutes and Billee responded. “I will be right there, fifteen minutes away!”
“Billee is coming to take pictures with us!!! You need to do something really cool with both our naked bodies touching.” Rayne slurred in a giggling voice.
Marcos laughed and nodded as he check the photos on his camera reel. “I have an idea that I want to try. You will both sit back to back, arms straight up in the air. Then you will arch your backs until almost the tops of your heads touch. The shot I want to capture is your side boob and the arch in your backs to the tops of each ass and in the middle, the whole the arch creates I will paint a picture of a dark forest line in the moonlight. We will crop the picture so no underarms or n*****s are showing but the curve of your bodies holding inside the forest of the night. That is what I will call it, Forest of the Night.”
Rayne standing in the kitchen eating grapes nodded smiling. He was such a true artist and she couldn’t wait to see the end result. About ten minutes later Billee arrived and Marcos was ready to work again. They performed the pose as described and Rayne could have sworn, she saw a tear form in Marcos’ eyes when taking it. For the next three hours the two girls, completely naked posed and laughed and drank.
Needless to say by dinner time they were quite drunk and giggly. Marcos had pulled out his paints and asked Rayne to lay on the chaise so he could paint her form with naught much else than a silk tie around her waist in purple. He assured Rayne it would be a body shot and not her face at all but he wanted to show the world the form of a perfect hourglass figure, or so he said.
After about an hour of painting, Rayne needed to pee and was cold. She wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket and proceeded to laugh at everything and anything they talked about. There was a sudden buzzing noise that drunk Rayne heard but couldn’t find right away. As they were all a little tipsy, they snickered as she walked around the room trying to find the buzzing noise.
“What the hell is that? I can’t... Ooof. Wait here it is...Oh a phone.” She slid the green line and answered, “Rayne’s house of pleasure, can I take your order please?”
There was a pause on the other end. “Rayne? Why are you answering Brayden’s phone?”
“Weeeeeelll, Brayden is over there,” She pointed, “And I am over here,” She pointed again. “And I didn’t like the buzzing noise and wanted to stop it so here I am!”
“Rayne… are you a little drunk?”
“Nope! I am a lot drunk and kinda naked and freezing. Are you drink Darius?” She held her hand to the phone and attempted to whisper which came out a bit more of a hoarse yelling sound. “It’s Darius, he thinks I am a little drunk.”
They all laughed and Marcos, who was more sober than any of them shook his head. “Give me the phone lovely, let me talk to Darius.”
Rayne made a pouting face. “Well, Bossy McBossy Pants says I can’t talk to you anymore Darius but I was loving your voice on the phone. You know what? I think you are hot and want to kiss you but I am getting a mean look from Marc so I have to hand over the phone… Buh bye!”
She handed the phone to Marcos who was honestly trying not to laugh. “Darius. Brayden is in the bathroom you want me to have him call you back?”
“No but tell him to call in the morning I have some business questions to go over. Is she really that drunk Marcos?”
“Well yes she is but I am here and she is safe.”
“What exactly are you doing that she needs to be naked and freezing AND drunk?”
“Photo shoot naked for my art show next week.”
“I see. And you plan on displaying her naked body at this Art show?”
“I do but tastefully. And no one will see her face, I promise.”
“Let’s not mention this to Dimitri, I don’t think I will be able to handle the repercussions.”
“Got it. I will have Brayden call tomorrow. G’night” and with that they both hung up.
Marcos couldn’t lie, he knew that Rayne’s photos were going to sell so well and set him apart. He felt that in his gut from the beginning but Dimitri Drakos being pissed about her body on display was somewhat distressing.
Rayne lay on the chaise on her side and started dozing. Billee had fallen asleep on the floor wrapped up in a blanket and Brayden was asleep in the recliner. Marcos looked at his rendition of a dysfunctional family and smiled. He wouldn’t change this for the world and was looking forward to the following morning showing off his shots.
- Writer
