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Why? A question that crossed Estas' mind several times. He couldn't really think of an answer to that. All he could think about was how. How he got to this position. How he was approached. How he was cornered by fate. How he came to accept that this was the opportunity he was looking for.

His thoughts transported him back several days. How he moved through the campus grounds. He could still recall the cold autumn breeze and the rustling of multicoloured leaves around him. The conversation of other students. Heavy or light footsteps surround him. Despite his vivid memories, his thoughts were elsewhere at the time. He held a letter in his hand. Just another note, another reminder of how much trouble he was in. Estas' job wasn't cutting it anymore. The living costs were too much.

He was struggling to figure out what to do. There weren't many options left except to stop studying altogether or find other ways to make money. He huffed as he refolded the letter and reinserted it into the envelope. There wasn't much he could do right now except go home and see how he could cut his costs even further. He stuffed the letter into his pocket and kept his hands in there. It really had gotten cold. Just another worry to add to the list.

As he was about to walk towards his house, he heard someone call out.

“Hey! You there!"

Estas had no idea that the call was intended for him. His shoulders slouched down, his gaze fixed on the ground as he moved. Only when the random person came to a stop in front of him did he look up and notice a rather flashy-looking Cheetah. He appeared slightly out of breath.

"Wait! I'd like to ask you something." He looked at the panting Cheetah's face. He was leaning over, catching his breath. "One moment, please…"

Estas wasn't sure what to do or say. It seemed strange that someone like that stranger was talking to him in the first place.

"I wanted to ask if you are maybe interested in something."

Hearing those words caused Estas' eyebrow to raise. It sounded like the cheetah was trying to sell him something. He was about to move past him with a simple 'Not interested', but the next words made him reconsider.

"You will be compensated as well."

That memory was very fresh. He was now questioning his decision from back then. He would not have ended it in that situation or predicament if he had decided differently.

It appeared that the cheetah was an art student looking for models. They needed new ones for their courses. Overall, it didn't sound particularly bad. Estas would be paid for sitting or standing still, and every cent counts right now. Then there were the smaller details. He was not asked to be any model but rather a nude model of all things.

He could still recall how flustered he was and how he wondered why him of all people. However, the cheetah was convincing. That art is not discriminatory. That beauty is present in everything. Estas would lie, claiming that he did not feel seen at that moment.

So now he was sitting on a prepared scene, surrounded by students who were drawing on their canvases. His stomach churned with anxiety. Sitting naked in front of such a large crowd was overwhelming. Seeing and feeling their gazes on his body. A body he was told time and time again was the opposite of good-looking.

A boar in all the ways you would expect. A round gut hanging over his waistline, love handles, and a soft, perky chest. The thighs were thick and squishy. Food was one of the only things that could calm him, and it was obvious. He could feel his own folds pressing and squishing against one another in his position. A white cloth was placed over the chair. His hands rest on either side of his body, gripping the chair's edge. His legs are slightly spread as he looks to the side.

He had no way to hide his body, and there were so many eyes on him. He needed all of his concentration to keep from shivering due to nerves. Despite how dry his throat felt, he tried not to swallow too hard. Trying to think of something other than how he felt right now.

Then came the sound of the door opening, footsteps, and ruffling of clothes. Estas couldn't tell who came in. His head was turned to the opposite side of the room, and he was unable to move.

"Sorry for being late, teach; something was holding me up."

Estas' world was shattered when he heard that voice. He recognised the voice all too well.

"It's fine. We've only just started. Get in your seat and start drawing."

The boar was pleading for something, anything, to prove that he was wrong. That he didn't hear it correctly. There was no way.

But the universe had no mercy for Estas. Instead, he could observe the person walking into his field of vision. It took all his willpower not to react or move.

There he was, one of the few friends he'd made while studying here. Diaz was a rabbit. He was often the group's bright spot. He could transform any tense situation into a relaxed get-together. He was good at everything he did and very humble on top of that. At least that's what Estas thought about him.

And now Diaz was sitting directly in front of him. While he was fully naked and exposed. Estas wasn't even lucky that Diaz was out of sight. He could clearly see him. Sitting down, getting ready. Looking up without hesitation or recognition.

Perhaps he did when he entered the room, but Estas had no way of knowing. His heartbeat quickened, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. Estas' heart felt like it was exploding whenever Diaz looked up. He couldn't do anything. He was forced to observe Diaz from his position.

The growing doubt in his mind only increased after that. This was a different type of hell. Every glance made his skin crawl and his breathing stop. Estas wasn't sure how he managed to remain completely still. Perhaps he was frozen in shock after all.

Time became unimportant. The world around the boar shrank down to him sitting frozen, and Diaz drew every last centimetre, curve, dimple, and spot on Estas' body. Minutes became hours. One hour became two.

The boar did not notice the students packing up and leaving. He hadn't realised it was time to leave. Only Diaz sat there and continued to draw.

"Teach, could I stay a little longer? I think I'm onto something." This was the first time words broke through the silence and the sound of pens on paper.

"Sure, but only if our model is fine with that."

Estas' heart was beating so hard that he was certain it was visible. "I…" His voice sounded rough, as if he hadn't spoken in days. "It's okay."

"Alright, just remember to lock the door when you leave. See you next class."

Estas could hear the teacher packing and leaving, leaving the room empty except for himself and Diaz. Now they were truly alone in this small world.

Estas was expecting words, anything. But nothing came. Instead, he watched the bunny get closer and closer and continued to draw.

He was so focused that his eyebrows furrowed as his pen moved across the canvas. It took Estas a moment to realise he had forgotten to breathe. His body continued to heat up, and the flush on his face became more intense. And then it happened. The one thing he feared the most. He was actually surprised he had it under control up to that point.

He was pleading with his body in his mind, trying to think of anything to stop it, but nothing worked. He could feel his member moving. He could feel it growing and throbbing. His face erupted in deep red.

However, Diaz showed no reaction other than to concentrate even more. At this point, the bunny's eyes are almost always fixed on Esta's body.

His thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions. His embarrassment sent his head spinning. Estas had no idea how to react or what to do anymore. Every look and glance seemed to burn into his body. As if he'd been touched all over. He could feel his cock throbbing harder and faster. It began to hurt. Pre-cum is collecting on his tip and flowing down his shaft. Then Diaz leaned forward, past the canvas. A shock rushed up Estas spine and right into his brain.

"I can't… fuck."

Estas dissolved. His body melted into a tangle of twitches and shivers. He moaned and groaned, gasping as he exhaled. His thighs trembled as he came. Rope after rope of hot cum shot out of his tip. The sound of it hitting the ground repeated several times. He had never come so hard before.

He was leaning back against the chair, breathing heavily, his body twitching and shivering from the afterglow. He hunched over as soon as his mind recovered enough to realise what had just happened. He put his hands in his face out of embarrassment. His legs pressed tightly together, concealing his shame. It didn't help that he was still hard.

“Dammit… why dammit… why you?"

Estas was so embarrassed that he did not notice anything until he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. He twitched slightly.

"Hey… you okay?"

Estas could not say anything. He was still overwhelmed by what had just happened.

“I am sorry. I didn't want to upset you. It is just…"

Diaz was struggling with his words. Estas never saw him struggle to express his thoughts. The boar removed his hands from his face. His face was still flushing brightly.

"I sort of got carried away. I…" The rabbit scratched one of his cheeks. He had trouble looking the boar in the eyes. "I've wanted to draw you for so long. I never had the chance to ask. Then, seemingly by chance, you end up here. I couldn't hold back."

"What do you…mean?"

For the first time, they both looked into each other's eyes. Estas could see the rabbit's confident half-smile, but it seemed less confident than usual.

Diaz moved his hand away from the boar's shoulder. He reached for Estas' face but paused for a moment before proceeding all the way. His thumb ran over Esta's cheek, wiping away the small tear that had formed in the corner of the boar's eye.

"Seeing you upset breaks my heart. You always look stunning with those little smiles. When you are truly enjoying yourself, your eyes shine so beautifully. Those are the scenes I wanted to capture."

Estas' heart is beating faster again. He raised his hand, paused for a moment, and then placed it on top of Diaz's before gently nuzzling against it. The boar noticed the bunny blush slightly as a result of this.

“You… mean that?"

Diaz nodded as an answer. He appeared shy and embarrassed, as if he didn't know what to do. So different from what Estas had come to expect from him.

Silence filled the room around them. Neither said anything for a while before Diaz mustered his courage.

“And… God, that was so hot. I can't get it off my mind."

Estas' heart began to beat faster again. He felt his face heating up once more. He opened and closed his mouth again. Then he opened it once more.

"Want to continue this at your place?"

The boar was not sure where he got the courage to ask that. Not believing he said it himself. He could see Diaz's surprised expression before it was replaced by a bright smile.

"I would love that."

At that moment, only one thought crossed his mind. Perhaps the decision to become an art model was not so bad after all.