Greg and Max had been working late in the studio, their hands busy with brushes and clay, when they accidentally stumbled into Janis’s private workspace. She was in the midst of her creative flow, her body swaying to the rhythm of her own inspiration, her fingers tracing lines of color across the canvas. The interruption broke her concentration, and she turned to them with a mix of irritation and curiosity.
“Sorry, Janis,” Greg said, his voice low and apologetic, his eyes lingering on the way her blouse clung to her curves. “We didn’t mean to disturb you.”
Max stepped forward, his hands raised in a gesture of peace. “Yeah, we’ll leave you to it. Just… wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Janis tilted her head, a sly smile playing on her lips. “You two always have a way of barging in at the wrong time. But maybe… this time, you can make it up to me.”
Greg and Max exchanged a glance, their curiosity piqued. Janis set her brush down and approached them, her movements deliberate, her presence commanding. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Greg’s chest, then trailing down to Max’s arm. “You interrupted my flow. Now, you’ll help me find it again.”
The air in the room shifted, charged with anticipation. Greg’s hands found her waist, pulling her closer, while Max stepped behind her, his breath warm against her neck. Janis closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation of their hands exploring her body, their lips leaving trails of heat across her skin.
The studio became a symphony of touch and sound, their bodies moving in harmony, each stroke and caress reigniting Janis’s creative energy. Greg’s lips met hers in a passionate kiss, while Max’s hands roamed lower, teasing and tantalizing. Janis moaned, her back arching as they worked together to unravel her, their apology becoming an act of devotion.
In the end, Janis stood before her canvas once more, her body humming with satisfaction, her mind alive with inspiration. Greg and Max watched from the shadows, their eyes filled with admiration and desire. They had interrupted her flow, but together, they had created something far more beautiful.