[SE]Little drops of hope

and yes i've been changing. for me, not for you

A light hum escapes his lips and he nods. Yes... that is doable. It seems hard, but if Rance wants him to, then certainly, Oliver can try his best. "Fair enough... though, I do know I am far stronger than I was before, so at least that's something?" There is a light laugh to his words. "The attuned status has.... brought out a new side of me, I'd say... I've become confident, happier... and honestly? It feel more attractive than ever before." Was he fishing for compliments? Yeah.... yeah.

There is clear confusion evident on Rance's face, but there is still confidence brewing within the blonde. The stroke on his ear causes a shudder down his spine and his ears flicker in response, his head moving ever so slightly closer towards Rance, this time searching for something other than some scratches. Licking his lips, Oliver pauses for a moment. "Well.... you'd be modeling for me. You would sit or pose for me... showing off your body and doing what you do perfectly. I'd be sketching, maybe painting you... and it'd be just the two of us." Taking another half step forward Oliver offered him a smile. "I know I'd never be able to do the true thing justice, but it'd be a fun and.... intimate experience." His voice slowly quieted down to almost a whisper, one with a sharp edge to it on the last part.

smile for the camera, it's just a shot in the dark