Haze's POV

"How long do I have to stay like this?"

A groaning voice came and I smiled to myself while trying to mix colours to get a different shade.

"Not for-- long" I said not even sure myself. I looked up to look back at Storm and saw him yawning and sitting uncomfortably on the stool.

"Hey! Sit back in position or this will take longer. " I said and saw him exhaling in annoyance but still sitting back to how I told him to sit. "I know you're tired and probably want to run away from here but I'm also here. I've been standing for four hours and my wrist is hurting from all the moving around. Be a little considerate and bear it with me."

"But you were the one who wanted to do this. You shouldn't be complaining."

I glared at him.

" You want to argue with me."

"No." He said and didn't say much after it. I smiled to myself thinking of how he just stopped after I threatened him.

He's cute.

I moved back to look at Storm and then my painting and reached for a new shade, mixing it and adding it to the painting.

"Okay." I said letting out a sigh and saw him move with curiosity. "I'm done! Buuuuut...you can't see it."

"Now that's mean. I've been sitting in that weird position for about 6 six hours and you are telling me I can't see?"

"Yes. Any more questions?" I said ,placing the brush and pallet down on the table. I looked at my hands that were now covered in paint and smiled at how much of a colorful mess it looked.

I saw movement from the side and went around the canvas to stop Storm from getting to the painting.

"Woah. Stop right there." I told him placing my hands in between us. "I told you ,you can't see it. Well not yet, can't you wait?"

Then I noticed his eyes looking down and I followed to see my hands on his chest. I gulped and looked back at his face. He was looking at me with a raised brow.

"Really?"

I quickly removed my hands from his bare chest and moved a few steps back.

"Ah-oh. That was a mistake." I said while controlling my laugh and he looked at me with his eyes telling me I'm done for.

"I was enduring your torture for 6 hours only for you to put paint on me." He said and I couldn't help but let out a laugh. He looked really cute saying that. " And now you're laughing at me. Haze Dominquez, you are so in for a spanking."

"Sure Daddy." I said while laughing and saw him walk to me. "Stay there. I still have paint on my hands."

"Oh really?" He said and reached for the painting colors that were lying on the floor.

"You won't."

"I will." He said as he strides towards me and I walked back with a smile on my face. I turned and ran for the door and heard him call for me as he chased after me and stopped me before I could open the door.

He turned me and pinned me to the door.

"Got no place to run?"

"It was seriously a mistake. I didn't mean to paint your- um--- bare, toned up, sexy chest." He gave me a sloppy grin and leaned in for a kiss.

I felt his warm breath on my lips and closed my eyes for the soft touch that was about to come.

"You thought." He said and I felt his hands on my face and cold wet paint making me close my eyes from the disgusting feeling.

"Mmm"

He moved back after putting paint on my face and I was left with my gaping mouth to stare at him in shock as he laughed at me. He fooled me.

Well it was my fault that I was greedy for the kiss to forget that he had paint in his hands but still.

"Storm." I said touching my face and trying to stop the paint from dripping down.

How much paint did he had?

"Just you wait. I'll get my kiss and I'll put paint on you for real this time!" I said walking to him. He didn't move making me wonder if he had any other plan in his mind.

"You are not walking away?" I asked suspiciously and stoped to watch him carefully.

"I already have paint on me. Putting more won't do anything now. And I also want to know how you'll get the kiss. Will it be like last time? You blackmailed me in the car for the kiss. I didn't know you were so horny for just a kiss. "

"Take responsibility. You do this to me!"

"Really? " He asked with a proud smile obviously teasing me and I glared at him. " Should I be happy that I have you falling head over heels for me or should I be worried about myself because of your horniness."

"Think before you speak. " I said now getting a little angry and flustered. "It's not my fault you let me do all that stuff when you know I'm horney for you."

Letting it out was like I was opening my dairy and letting him read all of it. It was a good feeling to finally let him know my real feelings but it was also embarrassing because my feelings are very -- naughty.

(A/n - dirty*)

Come on!

I just have an hot imagination.

"I'm gonna clean up. " I said and turned to leave. I knows there's something in his mind to tease me more so to ruin his plan, I'll not give in. "and don't look at the painting yet. "

"what?- wait -"

I didn't look back and walked out of the room carefully. I don't wanna touch anything while I have paint on my hands.

I looked at my hands as I walked to our room and I wasn't focused on anything else so when I was surprised when I got pinned to the wall.

I looked at Storm, giving him an unpleased glare.

"I don't have time to play. I need to wash up. "

"what about the kiss?"

"Not happening. "

"but I want it. "

"I'm not giving. "

"and I'm not asking for permission. "

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