Your eyes wander over the mountain landscape. The same shallow wind that pulls waves onto the coast, keeps on blowing waves through the meadow that surrounds you. You have been here so many times. It is a dream. Weight- and shapeless, you move through the plains. Some spots of this fairytale landscape are familiar to you, but you keep discovering new places night by night.
While admiring the mystic landscape suddenly a flute sounds in the distance. The gentle, soulful melody is new to you. You need to know where it is coming from. Normally you are alone here. Then why do you hear that flute?! After a while of following that mystic melody, you find some man-like, horned creature, surrounded by a herd of white sheep. As you cautiously approach, he stops playing. Silence. You notice his deep gaze. It is like his deep brown eyes make you freeze. You cannot move anymore! And you are helpless to the sensation of free fall.
Your bed crashes to the ground in the center of the meadow and smashes into pieces. Is this still a dream? - No, the impact was way too intense, you should have waken up by now. You sit there on your mattress, surrounded by bleating sheep. While wondering why your crash did not scare them away, you notice that familiar pair of horns in between the herd. It rushes straight towards you like a shark through a school of fish. All of a sudden it stops at your feet and a familiar face peers at you over the edge of the bed. You recognize that gaze. It is the same intense gaze that made you fall a few minutes ago. The young satyr stares at you again. This time you feel overwhelmed by the intensity of his eyes. - But no free fall this time- You are completely taken away by the situation, leaving you with so many questions. You literally inundate him with all those questions about that whole situation. He remains calm and answers with smooth noddings and by shaking his head. While drifting away into questions the satyr lies on your lap and you start caressing his soft golden hair. You look down on you into his eyes, a little surprised. He smiles at you. Pure relaxation overcomes you, a smooth warmth runs down your spine. It is his Hand running up and down your back. You stop talking and give in. Now your hands start to explore his body, starting with his arms you can feel his warm and smooth skin, his fluffy supple hair. Your hand works its way down to his stomach he twitches slightly as you caress his belly and both you pause for a moment. He scoots a little closer to you. Your hand slightly slides further down over his hip along his groin. The satyr throws another gaze at you and you find yourself in pure ecstasy...
What will happen nextโฆ?
second commission for LeneusToys with this wonderful gold faun!
they have a store of silicone ๐๐๐๐๐ in Germany, for which I painted both works with a faun!
please check it, if you are interested!
While admiring the mystic landscape suddenly a flute sounds in the distance. The gentle, soulful melody is new to you. You need to know where it is coming from. Normally you are alone here. Then why do you hear that flute?! After a while of following that mystic melody, you find some man-like, horned creature, surrounded by a herd of white sheep. As you cautiously approach, he stops playing. Silence. You notice his deep gaze. It is like his deep brown eyes make you freeze. You cannot move anymore! And you are helpless to the sensation of free fall.
Your bed crashes to the ground in the center of the meadow and smashes into pieces. Is this still a dream? - No, the impact was way too intense, you should have waken up by now. You sit there on your mattress, surrounded by bleating sheep. While wondering why your crash did not scare them away, you notice that familiar pair of horns in between the herd. It rushes straight towards you like a shark through a school of fish. All of a sudden it stops at your feet and a familiar face peers at you over the edge of the bed. You recognize that gaze. It is the same intense gaze that made you fall a few minutes ago. The young satyr stares at you again. This time you feel overwhelmed by the intensity of his eyes. - But no free fall this time- You are completely taken away by the situation, leaving you with so many questions. You literally inundate him with all those questions about that whole situation. He remains calm and answers with smooth noddings and by shaking his head. While drifting away into questions the satyr lies on your lap and you start caressing his soft golden hair. You look down on you into his eyes, a little surprised. He smiles at you. Pure relaxation overcomes you, a smooth warmth runs down your spine. It is his Hand running up and down your back. You stop talking and give in. Now your hands start to explore his body, starting with his arms you can feel his warm and smooth skin, his fluffy supple hair. Your hand works its way down to his stomach he twitches slightly as you caress his belly and both you pause for a moment. He scoots a little closer to you. Your hand slightly slides further down over his hip along his groin. The satyr throws another gaze at you and you find yourself in pure ecstasy...
What will happen nextโฆ?
second commission for LeneusToys with this wonderful gold faun!
they have a store of silicone ๐๐๐๐๐ in Germany, for which I painted both works with a faun!
please check it, if you are interested!

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