(WARNINGS: GORE, POSSIBLE PROFANITY, POSSIBLE GAY ROMANCE, EXTREME NSFW, AND DISTURBING IMAGERY!!!⚠️)

Rigel sits up in his stool, fondling his paintbrush roughly. His mouth is curled into an erotic smile, his sharp teeth dimly shining in the light from the lamp. Rigel presses his brush into some bright red paint. He then swipes the brush over his canvas, making a scratchy red streak. All Rigel can think about right now is Archie, an artist he loves to death. Although, Archie doesn't even know Rigel exists, thats the sad part of it all. Rigel thinks that one day, he WILL meet Archie and impress him but thats just one of his less twisted fantasies. Rigel thrusts the brush back down into the paint and makes another streak on the canvas. Rigel starts to let out a quiet raspy chuckle then it increases to full blown maniacal laughter that booms through his chest like a broken stereo speaker. Some of his black hair sweeps down in his face, covering his wide red eyes. All of this excitement is making him feel raunchy deep in his abdomen, this white-hot bundle of nerves that make his temperature spike up. "Mnghhh...!~" Rigel moans, biting his lip. Rigel usually does touch himself to images of Archie. Even just thinking about Archie too much makes him get an erection. We can call him a hypersexually charged sweetheart. Rigel's fingers shake some as he drops the paint brush with a soft little clunk. He can't take it anymore, his lower area itches like crazy and he just needs to do this. He brings his fingers to his zipper and pulls. Next, he unbuttons his jeans and strips them off, throwing them to the side. ((🔴IF YOU DON'T LIKE NSFW STUFF, PLEASE SKIP!🔴)) His hardened length slaps out and he immediantly starts going at it. He grips the base of it and strokes up and down in an uncoordinated pattern. The only words and noises coming from his mouth are needy curses and whimpers. On the other hand, there is detectable slapping, which I don't need to explain further because I'm sure you are smart enough to know what is going on here. "A-Aahh! Fuck! I'm gonna CUM...!~" Rigel gasps out, moving his hand faster. His tummy feels like its twisting into knots but in a good way. He feels that knot untie and he feels himself bust. The release sticks to his inner thighs and some of his floor, what a mess, it doesn't matter to him though. "A-Amazing as always..." Rigel mutters out, a small smile forming on his face. He feels so hot and sweaty now, he doesn't know if it feels good or disgusting. Rigel stands up out of his stool and walks upstairs to the bathroom. Maybe a shower would be better than sitting in sticky fluids and sweat? He hops in the shower, the warm water hitting his flushed face. Today is gonna be a good day, hopefully.

((I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING MUCH!💔THIS IS THE BEST I CAN DO AT 12:00 AM IN THE MORNING. HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT. THIS WILL HAVE MULTIPLE PARTS EVENTUALLY, JUST WANTED TO DO SOMETHING.🤍✨))