Lips pursed, not yet glancing back up towards him as she marked onto the paper with her graphite: the tip on its side to make the marking smoother. Don’t let the expression fool you, even though she didn’t show it– Asha was rather ecstatic to know that she would finally be able to draw him as she desired. ( That being said, his version of stating his discomfort was to be expected; Gilbert never seemed to have been one that liked being in the quiet.. it might have given him a better gateway to his thoughts. ) The pencil was lifted off from the paper momentarily, grey irises now turning their attention towards him,
“Not sure.. but shouldn’t be too long. I already have some of the shading laid out as is,” A brow raised as she spoke up, this time: the essence of a smile could be found, “Maybe next time you might want to choose a pose that doesn’t feel like a broomstick is shoved up your ass,” Too blunt? Anyways, back to sketching, seeing as she got a good look at the shadows,
“Something tells me you’ve never been drawn before, so I want to ask: is this the first time someone wanted to? Or is this the first time you accepted the request?”
Over the while he's known the girl, he finds himself no longer having a stimulated response to her crudity. It's to be expected, and it could rouse a smile to his face on a good day. He makes no move to slacken his tense form, knowing well it'd stiffen once again in due time. Gilbert resigns himself to a huff of the breath, letting the golds of his eyes trace the path her hand is taking. Lithe extremities traipse about the paper and the doubts he had lift with his eyes. She knows what she's doing.
He broods upon the question with delicate analyzation. His answer, however obvious, has him reflecting on this choice. Gilbert's obviously found himself more at ease wih her then most ( all ) of the people who had made the request, people who would more then likely have him sit in a way much like this ( this was how she wanted him to sit, right? ) and have made no comment or would not even engage in light banter. This was the much preferred choice.
❛ You would be the first person I've accepted. ❜ No reason to lie, she would probably bore her eyes right through it regardless. He cants his head and situates himself taller as to emphasize his height rather then the developing aches along the smalls of his back.
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