Saucy Sketch Tuesday #74 (Patreon)

The tips of the markers tickled as they moved across his skin. His instructions were to sit still and behave, and so he resisted the urge to turn his head and see what the guests were writing. He thought he had a pretty good idea, though, judging from the giggles and snickers.

A hand fell on his shoulder, and then he did turn his head. He found himself looking up into the bright brown eyes of a young woman sporting a suspiciously innocent expression.

"I'm sorry, would you mind lifting your arms?" she asked sweetly. "I was thinking I might write my name...there." She pointed, and he followed the direction of her finger down to a spot just beside his crotch, along his inner thigh.

He gulped.