SwordOfTheDarkOnes
Giving a nod of his head Bisera said, "Oh! Yes, if you don't mind some music would be wonderful!" He worried though, what if the music was too good? What if it was inspirational? He was already having a hard time resisting the 'itch' that went along with his own work. How he wanted to get out his journal so that he could start sketching the one who was sitting there before him. He was beautiful after all and there was much about him from the shape of his body, the waves in his hair, the color of his eyes, hair, skin, and jewels... there was just so very much about Kyrian that would translate well to his work. He didn't want to seem odd though, he knew that he could be at times, and that he got really obsessed and engrossed in his work.
His hands continued to pet the kitten in his lap for a time as he tried to resist what were 'natural urges' for him before he finally blurted out, "Can I sketch you?" Something that caused him to flush the moment that the words escaped his mouth. Internally he was berating himself, knowing that he must sound really weird. Would he understand if explained? Some people did, others didn't, it tended to depend on the person and their disposition. Shaking his head he said, "It's not for anything weird... I just like to sketch the people that inspire designs in my head!" Alright, that sounded a touch weird... oops...
