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"Stand a bit more to the left please" John said.
The moment that Soran had accepted his unexpected request he had managed to find himself some cheap piece of paper and a pencil, his eyes locked on Soran's figure.
The elegant vampire was seated on a chair in his hotel room, the werewolf right in front of him observing him with his lovestruck eyes. He had his legs crossed, his body leaned in a bit forward while he supported his chin on his palm, his long fingers spreading beautifully on his chin. It was a very classic pose, drawn by many artists but John didn't mind. As long as he could sketch him it was enough, even though he had been too tempted to ask him to take his clothes off, he just didn't find the courage.