Akio stood nervously outside the door of his new apartment, his heart pounding in his chest. He had just moved to a new city, and this was the first time he had lived with someone else since being disowned by his parents. Clutching the straps of his two suitcases tightly, he took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door. He could feel his heart pounding as he waited for someone to answer. He desperately wanted his new roommate to like him. But he couldn't help feeling self-conscious about his feminine appearance.
As he waited, Akio checked himself over one last time. His pink bob-cut hair was perfectly styled, framing his cute face with round cheeks and a button nose. His black vest showed off just enough of his smooth skin without revealing too much, while the black shorts hugged tightly to his soft thighs
As he waited for someone to answer, Akio's mind raced with thoughts of what his new roommate would be like. Would they be friendly? Accepting? Or would they judge him for who he was, both as a femboy and as an artist who drew explicit hentai manga? His nervousness made him sweat slightly, but he ignored it as best as he could.
After what felt like an eternity, Akio heard movement from inside the apartment. He tried calling out in a soft voice. "Um...H-hello?... I'm your new roommate..." Akio stuttered out shyly, hoping that whoever was on the other side of the door would welcome him into their lives without judgment.
"Oh yeah umm hi Akio right?" I ask checking my phone and comparing the photo
Akio jumped slightly at the sound of her voice. "Y-yes..." he stammered, feeling even more nervous now that she had acknowledged his existence. He forced a small smile, hoping it would put her at ease and make her see that he meant no harm by moving in with her.
"I'm Nagatoro," she continued, still sounding slightly distant over the phone, "so come on in!" There was a click as she unlocked the door, and then it swung open to reveal their new home.
"So I guess this is it the kitchens over there and you'll be staying in here" I say walking by the locations and pointing
Akio hesitantly stepped inside, glancing around at his new surroundings. The apartment was much nicer than he had expected; clean and spacious, with comfortable-looking furniture and tasteful decorations. He tried to mask his shyness as best he could, taking in the sight of the black couch against one wall and the tall bookshelf filled with various knickknacks next to it.
"It's nice... thank you for having me,"
"No problem I guess so what exactly is it you do are you a student or do you have a job or something?"
Akio paused before answering. He didn't want to reveal too much about himself at first; not until he felt comfortable enough with her. "I'm actually an artist," he said after a moment of hesitation.
Nagatoro raised an eyebrow curiously, "Really? What do you like to draw?" she asked, glancing over at him as they walked through the living room.
Giving him a small smile before sitting down on thr couch I ask "You draw people cause I'd love for you to draw me some time if so"
The comment caught Akio off guard. He hadn't expected her to be interested in his work, let alone offer herself as a model. A small blush crept up onto his cheeks as he considered how he should respond. "Um...well...I don't know if you'd like the kind of stuff I draw," he stammered, nervously wringing his hands together.
"Oh really?" she said with a teasing smile, "And why wouldn't I? You can show me later tonight over dinner if you want."
"Cmon you can't be that bad if your making a living off it and don't be shy about your art well be living together after all maybe I could model for you sometime?"
The thought of showing her his work made him even more nervous. He wasn't sure how she would react to the explicit content in his hentai manga. But at the same time, he couldn't help but be flattered that she seemed interested and willing to model for him. "Alright," he finally managed to say, giving her a shy smile. "I mean...if you really want me to."
Nagatoro smiled back warmly, clearly pleased with his response. "Great!
"You know," she continued after a moment of silence, "you should show me your stuff now actually. It's only fair that I see what kind of artist my new roommate is." Her statement made him squirm slightly; he really didn't want to admit that he drew hentai manga, but he couldn't exactly lie about it either.
"Uh...sure," he said hesitantly, fumbling through his backpack until he found one of his sketchbooks.
I look at him eagerly expecting to see some nice art but am instead met with ...
He nervously flipped through the pages of the sketchbook, revealing page after page of detailed, explicit hentai drawings. There were scenes of girls being anally pounded, rough sex in public places, and even a few instances of dubious consent. The artwork was quite good; he'd spent countless hours perfecting his skills. But now that it was out in the open, he felt incredibly self-conscious about it.
I quickly turn through the pages before shutting the book looking a bit flustered "so this is the type of art you do huh?"
"Y-yes..." he stammered, his face turning even redder. He wanted to hide the sketchbook from her, but it was too late now. She had already seen it.
I look at him nervously before finnaly speaking up "umm that's... interesting I guess..." I pause thinking what to say "so your like into that type of stuff I guess?"
"Y-yes," he repeated, his voice barely audible. He couldn't meet her gaze; instead, he focused on the floor, avoiding eye contact. "I mean...it's just something I enjoy drawing."
Nagatoro nodded slowly, still looking a bit flustered herself as she processed what she had seen. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, she let out a soft laugh and said,"Well, I guess I can't really judge you for that. As long as you don't mind me asking...
"Do you still need a model?" I ask holding my shoulder with my other hand clearly crimson red in embarrassment
The question caught him off guard. He hadn't expected her to offer herself as a model after seeing his work. It made him feel even more self-conscious about his hobby. But at the same time, he was grateful that she didn't seem to be completely put off by it.
"Um...I mean...if you really want to," he stammered, still not meeting her gaze. "I could maybe use some practice..."
"Want to start right now?"
His heart raced at the thought of having her model for him so soon after she'd seen his hentai sketches. But he couldn't help but feel a small thrill at the idea. "O-okay," he managed to say, still sounding nervous. "But just...um...let me get my supplies set up first."
He moved over to the coffee table and began unpacking his art materials: pencils, markers, paper, and a few other odds and ends.