Vogue||Perry, Casual

[JANE EYRE]

"Thank you for doing this."

Jane mixed her giant bowl of skin safe gold paint and looked at Perry who had just walked in. She had made the mistake of making a deal with her life model drawing class. If they all turned in their self-portrait a day early and got B's or better on it, she promised to bring a model and to paint them gold as per their request. Also at their request, they chose the model from a list of people that Jane knew. Of course they'd pick Perry who was certainly one of the more fit people Jane knew.

And of course she had to bribe him to go along with it. $100 wasn't too steep a price, especially considering he agreed to be painted gold.

"Did you bring along a gold speedo or something?"

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

Perry took a moment to stare at the batch of gold paint Jane was mixing. Oh yeah. He had agreed to do this painted. Gold, of all colors. He shrugged and promptly took his shirt off, folding it crudely and putting it on the table.

"I didn't have anythin' planned today anyways." Which was true. It was his day off and all he had planned on doing was sitting on his boat, taking a nap, probably going for a swim. Getting painted and being a model for a bunch of kids was way more exciting.

"Yeah, I got a speedo on under my trousers." To prove his point, he undid the top buttone and tugged the zipper down on his jeans, pushing the fabric aside to show her the gold speedo he was wearing.

[JANE EYRE]

Jane hadn't expected Perry to just start stripping like that though she should have. She had known him for a few months now and knew him well enough to know that he didn't waste time. Jane cleared her throat and blushed slightly, turning around to give him privacy.

"I didn't have anythin' planned today anyways."

"Well, in that case, I'm glad to offer some kind of entertainment." Jane continued to mix the paint even though it had been ready for a while. She couldn't watch him undress but it was fine once he undressed. It didn't make sense but at least speedo's and swimwear didn't send her off into a blushing frenzy.

"Yeah, I got a speedo on under my trousers."

Jane nodded and turned with the paint once the pants were off as well. "Okay, good. Let's go ahead and get started since this will take a while."

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

"Okay, good. Let's go ahead and get started since this will take a while."

Perry laid his pants on top of his shirt, then walked over to where Jane was sitting. He sat down in front of her, rubbing his hands on the top of his legs for a moment before scooting his seat a little closer to her. It would be easier to reach him that way.

"Just sit here?" he asked, sitting with his back relatively straight. Sitting still for a while wasn't too hard to do. He did it in Iraq for long enough he was used to it. Didn't mean he liked it, though.

[JANE EYRE]

"For now. I'll work as quick as I can." Jane gave the paint another stir and grabbed a brush. She scooted her chair back and got on the floor. Deliberately and with measured movements, she started to paint his left foot gold. "You can relax some. I'll do your back and the backs of your thighs at the very end. No need to make this more stressful than it is." Jane dipped her brush again and leaned down to focus on his toes.

Almost as an afterthought, she grabbed another brush and handed it to him. "If you wouldn't mind taking care of...of...that area." Jane waved her hand vaguely at his groin area without looking at it.

She did not want to have to paint that area. If he were a random model hired just for this she could manage because she was a professional but she saw Perry on a regular basis. She did not want to be anywhere near his crotch.

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

He took the hint and relaxed a considerable amount as she began to work on his toes. Perry moved his foot as she needed to make the job a little easier. It was a good thing he wasn't ticklish; that would have made it impossible to do.

Jane handed him a brush, which he took without question. "If you wouldn't mind taking care of...of...that area." She gestured widely to his crotch. Oh, yeah.

Perry nodded and dipped the brush in the paint. "Got it." He spread his legs more and painted the apex of his thigh at the hem of the speedo, working quickly and quietly.

[JANE EYRE]

Once his toes and the tops of his feet were painted, Jane switched to a bigger brush and started to cover his calves. It didn't take too long, thank goodness, and she was able to get both legs done up to the knee in a matter of twenty minutes. Jane had to stand up and get closer to transition upwards. She painted up only halfway up Perry's thighs, leaving the rest for him to do.

Dragging her chair over with her foot, she sat down and awkwardly moved around until she was satisfied. Again switching brushes, Jane started to paint Perry's chest. She tried to focus only on her word but the simple fact that her work involved an impressive physique made it more complicated than it should be.

It was an effort to keep all over her brush strokes similar. The paint had a tendency to clump or streak oddly if it wasn't handled correctly and Jane would rather her class not have any more distractions than what they were getting.

Really, a gold-plated man was distraction enough.

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

Perry did his best to move so Jane could get an area painted without too much trouble. He also tried not to move so he couldn't brush on her and get paint on her, or mess up his own paint. While she worked, he filled in the spots she didn't paint, like his upper thighs and his navel around the hem of the speedo.

When she moved and sat between his legs he straightened up again, letting her have access to his chest and abdomen. Perry sat relatively still, humming and idly painting the creases between his fingers before continuing to paint his palm on his right hand.

He didn't know if he was doing it right, but at least he was doing something productive. If he messed up, Jane could always go over it.

[JANE EYRE]

"Thanks for helping, it's definitely making this go much faster." Jane worked down his chest and onto his stomach. "Try not to flex too much, at least not yet. This has to go on smoothly." Jane grabbed one of his arms and lifted it up without much thought, painting his side in long, quick strokes.

She smiled up at him and was going to thank him again for helping out but she knew that he would just a sarcastic comment about it.

Getting his front done took even less time than his legs and soon Jane was trying to find a comfortable place to paint Perry's face. She took the time spent shifting about to paint his neck so she could get an idea.

In the end, Jane ended up on a high stool right beside Perry.

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

"Try not to flex too much, at least not yet. This has to go on smoothly."

"I'm not flexin'," he said idly, watching her paint over his stomach. "That's just me breathin'."

He let her move his arm without resisting so she could paint his side. With one of his arms held up, he couldn't really paint much, so he elected to just sit back and watch her. Perry moved accordingly as she switched to a higher stool so she would have room.

"So, what am I supposed to do once I'm painted?"

[JANE EYRE]

"I'm not flexin', that's just me breathin'."

"Well aren't you lucky," Jane teased Perry and made a face at him. It really wasn't fair that people like Perry were blessed with amazing physiques and then there were people like Jane who, even after all the eating and working out in the world, still looking like she was dug up from a grave.

"So, what am I supposed to do once I'm painted?"

Jane started painting Perry's face, starting at his jaw and working over his cheeks. "Well, you'll do some poses. They're going to do gesture drawings first which means you have to hold a pose for about forty seconds, and then they'll do one prolonged piece so you can pose comfortably and just sit there while they draw." Jane switched to a small brush and started to paint around his mouth.

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

Perry smiled when Jane teased him. He knew he was lucky to have kept his physical state after being let go from the Marines. He worked hard to keep it where he had it. Too many men became fat an unhealthy after their service, and Perry wasn't going to be one of them.

He nodded, electing to remain quiet while she worked around his mouth. She did say she needed him to not move so much so the paint would set even. Perry just flicked his eyes around, flipping between Jane's face and the walls.

[JANE EYRE]

Jane got the area around Perry's mouth painted and started on his nose. She was going to leave his lips and eyes for last since they could get messed up the easiest. With most of his face painted, Jane leaned back. "Alright, enjoy your freedom now, sir. Once your lips and eyes are painted, you're done for." She smiled playfully and rinsed off the brushes in a small can of water she had nearby.

"I'll have to use a white mascara for hyour eyelashes since they're so dark and we'll use a chapstick for a base on your lips so it doesn't crack or wear off as fast." Jane was speaking mostly to herself, so she knew exactly what her game-plan was but she knew it wouldn't hurt for Perry to know what was coming.

[PERRY "POSEIDON" GOETZKE]

He narrowed his eyes at her. Mascara? No. He didn't sign up for that. The last time he wore mascara was in the orphanage when the ladies ran of out things to teach him, and even that was against his will. He huffed a little and leaned back.

"No, I'm not wearin' mascara," Perry said firmly. Jane didn't say anything about mascara when she talked to him about doing the modeling.

He shifted a little, trying to get comfortable without messing up the paint. Perry huffed again to show his distaste to the entire idea.

"I'm not doin' that."

[JANE EYRE]

"No, I'm not wearin' mascara, I'm not doin' that."

Jane rolled her eyes, leaning forward with chapstick ready. "Pucker up." She opened the chapstick and started to dab it onto Perry's lips, using her finger to smooth it down and to rub off any extra. "It's eyelash paint, that's all. Nothing to fret over." Once the chapstick was on and Jane was pleased with the thickness of the layer, she put the chapstick away.

She leaned back and got a small brush again. Dipping it in paint, she rubbed her thumb on Perry's lip again before starting to carefully dab paint onto it. Jane found herself enjoying the moment a little too much, thinking idly as she painted that Perry had nice lips. Clearing her throat, she finished with his mouth and grabbed her theatrical white mascara.

"Ready for your eyes?"