Limitless (NCT one shots)

Paint me naked (XiaoTen)

Ten nervously walks into his best friends apartment slash art studio. They've been friends for years, wanna be lovers for almost as long. The smell of turpentine is thick in the air as he watches the person he yearns for cleaning his brushes as he's readying himself to finish up. He clears his throat and watches as Xiaojun stiffens a little in response. He sees in the mirror in front of him who it is behind him and a soft smile plays on his lips.
"Ten, my muse, are you ready to be painted?" He asks softly. Ten nods with a shy smile. Xiaojun asked him months ago if he could paint him and it's only been a week since he agreed. Xiaojun stands and readies a canvas.
"How would you like to be? Warm, soft sweater? An autumn look? Or perhaps a..." Ten finishes his thought for him.
"Paint me naked." He says softly making Xiaojun freeze. He looks him over and nods in response.
"Yes, it will be beautiful." He says softly. He gathers all the things he needs.
"You can go behind the curtain and change, there is a robe back there. I'll go lock the door." Ten nods with a shy grin. He's nervous but he knows Xiaojun will treat him with nothing but respect.
He gets behind the curtain and takes a deep breath. He tries to calm his erratic heart beat by pressing his hand to his chest but it does nothing. He starts with his shoes and socks, working slowly.
"It's ok if you change your mind Ten, no pressure." He smiles softly to himself. Xiaojun has always been so soft and caring with him and he loves it.
"I'm ok, just a little shy. You've never seen me this way before." He says, almost in a whisper. He lowers his jeans and boxers in one go then lifts his shirt over his head, taking calming breaths the whole time. He pulls the robe on and holds it closed before stepping out of the curtained area. Xiaojun watches him walk over with painted cheeks and awkwardly stand in front of him. He smiles and walks over, he shows him the furry carpet he wants him to lay on.
"May I?" He asks touching the robe as if to take it off. Ten nods and watches him as he feels it fall away.
"Lay down on your side." He nods and does so right away. Xiaojun helps to guide him to how he wants him to be and is struggling not to ogle his beautiful naked form.
"I'm sorry, I'm so nervous. I thought I would be calmer but I feel so..."  Xiaojun shushes him with his finger.
"It's ok Ten. I'm a little nervous myself." He chuckles at the surprised look on the older's face. He gets behind the canvas and starts sketching. He marvels at every curve, every perfect imperfection.
"Just relax, tell me about your day?" He watches as Ten exhales and closes his eyes for a second.
"I don't know what got in to me, I'm usually so confident and loud, probably too loud. I'm sure I must get on your nerves every now and then?" He questions softly. Xiaojun chuckles.
"No, the opposite actually. Sometimes I find myself craving your energy, craving you." He almost whispers. Ten looks in his eyes as he is just staring in his direction. He doesn't respond just watches the determination on his face as he starts up again. He watches him mix paint and start to spread it wildly on the canvas. He wonders just what he will look like. He knows Xiaojun's work. He knows he's capable in any form of art wether it's abstract or realism, it really just depends on his mood and he's ok with that.
"I really love this." Ten says softly, his eyes still intently watching him work.
"Hmm?" He questions as he's is still focusing.
"I love watching you do what you love." He says softly.
"Painting the thing I love." Xiaojun whispers.
"What?" Ten asks, already knowing what he said but not a hundred percent.

After an hour and a half of laying in front of Xiaojun on display the latter says he's done.
"I want to do a second one though, I have a vision." Ten frowns.
"I'm getting a little cold though." Xiaojun grabs a blanket off the shelf and wraps him up. He walks over and pours a cup of hot water and adds a tea bag and brings it to him.
"Thank you." He whispers. The atmosphere has remained soft and comforting this whole time but now Xiaojun dims the lights a little and warms up the room with candles. He watches as he lays what appears to be a canvas sheet on the floor. He mixes some paints.
"These are acrylics, they are water based." He says as he watches Ten wonder what he's doing.
"The first one was oil based and true to life, this one will be colorful and kind of abstract." Ten just nods, sipping his tea. He feels a hundred percent more comfortable naked now.
"Ok, are you warm enough to start?" Ten takes one more sip and stands.
"Where should I go?" He asks.
"Come and stand on this." He nods and walks over.
"This one will require me to touch you, are you ok with this?" He asks gently. Ten's eyes shoot open but when he looks in his soft comforting eyes he smiles.
"I trust you, it's ok." Xiaojun smiles and takes his hand, kissing the back of it. The gesture leaving Ten speechless.
He watches him dip his hand into the red, he spreads it on his fingers and swipes it down from his shoulder to his belly button. He shivers at his touch, the cold paint makes his skin prickle. He works the color down one leg then washes and switches to blue. He swipes the opposite direction, the paint wet enough to make purple where it touches together. He makes quick work of adding all the colors he wants so they don't dry too fast. He dips his hand in the yellow and slides it up and down his semi hard member, all the touching already having gotten to him. He wraps his other hand around his balls and Ten can't help but moan.
"Fuck." He says breathless.
"Just go with it ok? You are doing so well." Ten just nods as he feels him continue to touch him freely all over.
"Ok, lay down flat on your stomach while I paint the backside ok?" Ten nods and carefully lays down. His body still slippery as he feels him layer wet stripes across his back. Then his legs, saving his ass for last. When he finally gets there he squeezes as he goes, he knows exactly what he's doing as Ten starts to rub himself into the canvas.
"Ok, on your back now." Ten rolls and lays looking up at him desperately.
"You can touch it." Xiaojun says knowing its painfully hard at this point. Ten shakes his head as his hand slides up and down.
"I want you, want you to touch me. Please?" He begs. Xiaojun wastes no time moving his hand and hovering over him to offer relief.
"Kiss me." Ten whispers. He leans down slowly and takes his time with their first ever kiss. His hand still slowly stroking him.
"Mm, I love you Jun." Ten says onto his lips.
"I love you Ten." He replies before completely devouring his lips. It heats up rather quickly the tension has been palpable since he walked in the door.
"Take your clothes off too, please. I want you inside me." Ten says looking into his eyes, letting him know he means it. Xiaojun stops kissing his painted neck long enough to peel off his now ruined sweater and jeans. Ten grabs his hard dick through his boxers and he moans lowly. He wets his fingers and pokes two in to start which makes Ten squirm a little.
"Your fingers are cold." He whispers. Xiaojun chuckles and kisses his lips before he adds a third. He jabs them in quick and hard, earning a small moan when he hits a certain spot.
He kisses down his painted chest and stomach and licks down his dick just once, tasting the paint as he goes. Ten moans wildly. He pushes his legs to his chest and slides in slowly. Ten's heat wraps tightly around him, making him groan.
"Oh, yes, stretch me fuck." Ten pants out feeling the burn.
"Mm, so tight baby. So tight." He responds.
Soon he's slamming into him, Ten feels himself sliding around the canvas and it's euphoric. Xiaojun's hands are sliding all over his paint covered body when they are not holding him in place.
"Get back on your stomach baby." He says softly. He watches as he slowly rolls and arches his back just enough for him to push back in. He slams in hard, he can feel the flesh of Ten's ass jiggling on his stomach when they connect.
"You are so sexy, I love you Ten, I always have." He confesses as Tens face is pressed against the canvas. Xiaojun has to grab him by the hips and pull him back into him as he keeps sliding away. He finally lays him completely down and covers his body with his own. His hands reach under his arms, around his shoulders so he can get leverage and hold him in place. He slams in slow and hard, kissing the back of his neck at the same time.
"Fuck, Jun, I'm going to cum." He says, knowing he's still on the canvas.
"Do it." He whispers hotly in his ear. Of course Ten can't hold back, he feels it squirting under him and Xiaojun relentlessly abusing his hole until he's emptying himself inside him.
He feels it ooze out and run down his thigh before Xiaojun swipes it off his leg and has him roll off the canvas. He mixes it with the semen filled paint and spreads it thin. Ten watches in wonder.
"This is a masterpiece." He says standing and pulling Ten back to see it. He is astonished at what they created. There are some spots that are fully imprinted with his outline and some are bare. The edges slightly smeared where he was sliding around and the evidence of their love making smeared where his stomach would be. It's an interesting mixed media piece for sure. Ten finally turns in his arms and looks into his eyes.
"Did you mean it?" He asks in a whisper. Xiaojun smiles and kisses his lips softly.
"Every word, now let's go wash this off."
They start to walk to the shower until Ten stops to see the canvas he first painted. He's in awe at how beautiful and lifelike it is.
"Do you like it?" Xiaojun whispers in his ear. Ten nods slowly.
"I love it." He whispers back.

After a nice hot shower where they washed the paint off each other they came out, still not dressed and laid together on the furry rug.
"Can we just stay here tonight?" Ten asks while tracing patterns on the others chest.
"This is my new favorite place." Xiaojun smiles and runs his hand down his back and cups his butt gently.
"Mine too." He says softly.