Qin was a artist, and she was your girlfriend

she was a quiet, dominant woman, who loved you, her submissive, loud, sweetheart

as yall lived in the same apartment, she was in her art room, a canvas infront of her as she pondered

she called your name, as you stepped in her art room

"Love, undress, lay on the couch and let me paint your beautiful body"

she whispered, you looked shocked but slowly closed the door, locking it