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Charlie’s complete lack of reaction to any of them said he didn’t have any issues with the group either, even if he wasn’t going to actually acknowledge them. But that didn’t seem to surprise any of them.
“Of course.” Jonah smiled but didn’t call attention to Charlie and his alphas stayed very quiet, probably so they didn’t spook my shy boy.
I wasn’t sure it was necessary but it probably couldn’t hurt until I got him distracted.
“We were just hanging out until it’s my turn to take the reins from Wade.” Jonah was doing his best to focus on me but I could see the curiosity on his face as Charlie settled down on my lap, markers in hand. “It’s been fairly quiet tonight but there’s going to be a scene in about an hour.”
Something about the way his eyes glanced over at Charlie said the scene wasn’t going to be something my cute boy could ignore. So I nodded as I stripped off my shirt, loving the way Charlie wiggled and the excited sound he made. “Good to know. Thanks.”
Jonah started to say something else but stopped mid-motion and even Dakota tuned back into reality, cocking his head curiously. As Dakota stared, Jonah’s mouth opened and I could see logical thought behind his eyes but then Charlie popped off the first top and settled in to make me pretty. “Oh…”
Charlie twitched, like on some level he’d heard it, but he was mostly lost in his own world as he started to slowly color the dragon. I was glad we’d found an activity that he was comfortable doing outside of the playroom, but I’d severely underestimated how distracting the soft tip of the marker would be against my skin.
“That’s…so fascinating.” The awe in Jonah’s voice was impossible to ignore, so even Charlie did another wiggle and made a happy sound around the binkie. “A human canvas.”
“A human coloring book.” My response had his partners chuckling and Dakota doing a slow nod thing that made me question what was going through his head. “I’m not going to be hung on a wall.”
That had a distinct horror movie vibe, so I wanted to avoid anything that made me sound like I would be pretty stretched out on a canvas. The way his Doms’ eyes sparkled said they got it too but not the funny artist.
Jonah simply nodded distractedly and I wasn’t sure he’d actually heard me. “Yes. That’s right.”
His alphas, Russ and Graham, were doing their best not to laugh, but it was easy to see they were head over heels for their distractible, artistic mate and thought he was the cutest sub ever.
That meant they got to volunteer to be his canvas.
They managed to hold back their delight but I could see the struggle as Russ tried to make it all seem perfectly normal. “I think you’re going to start a trend.”
“That wasn’t my goal but it wouldn’t surprise me.” I tried to stay still and not laugh as Charlie focused, nodding vaguely to show he was paying attention on some level, but it was difficult. “I’d originally thought just about the littles when I bought them online, but seeing Jonah’s reaction…I should’ve thought bigger.”
I left Dakota out of it for the time being because I was really confused about his reaction, but something in his Dom’s eyes sparked. That was one alpha who really understood his omega, inside and out, even if no one else did.
It was kind of scary.
Russ sighed as Jonah’s gaze shifted over to him, something passionate and probably slightly wicked in the interesting artist’s eyes. “I’m not getting naked here so you can color me without a long conversation first.”
Charlie seemed to agree because he reached over and patted the nervous Dom’s shoulder, but he didn’t look away from his creation.
Quiet chuckles moved around the group and Jonah nodded…slightly begrudgingly. “Yes, limits and a conversation. That’s a very good idea.”
One that hadn’t even occurred to him.
Yep, Charlie was right for throwing his support in with the smart Dom.
“But how does it feel?” Dakota tuned back in with a random question that must have made sense with whatever conversation he’d been having in his head.
Artists like Jonah were odd but writers were a fascinating breed of interesting too. I’d done a few contracts for various writers over the years and they were always easily distracted and asked the weirdest questions.
The odd question this time seemed to be aimed at me, so as everyone else giggled, I did my best to answer it. “The tips are softer than they look, so think slow, tiny caresses over and over.”
What else would someone nosy and intent on taking notes need to know about a scene?
“It doesn’t necessarily feel erotic under the current circumstances, but it could easily turn in that direction. I think intimate would be a good description?” My response had Dakota nodding absentmindedly, but Charlie paused his coloring and nuzzled against me before going back to playing with his canvas.
Dakota seemed content to daydream for the moment, so it was Graham’s turn to find the tattoos fascinating. “Who did your work?”
Finally. A question that I’d actually expected to answer.
As he and I talked about tattoo artists in the area with Jonah and Dakota both deciding they needed to understand everything about the process in general, Charlie colored and made me pretty. By the time I’d answered everything that I could, my sweet boy was working his way through the vines and flowers and more people were making their way to the group.
