Guitar Lessons.

It was a gloomy evening with the rain pouring heavily outside, you plucked the strings of your guitar but it can never beat the sound of the loud angry thunder. You were annoyed by mother nature and nervous at the same time. Your mind seemed to make you wonder, "Why would he ask you to come for an extra class?" Come to think of it, you were doing very well with your guitar lessons. Say, a journey of becoming a rockstar isn't that hard when you give out your full passion in it but your dad wanted you to work your ass off since he is your producer. Hence, that is where the private guitar lessons came about. "You can play the guitar but certainly not good enough!" That's what he thought and immediately he made a deal with one of the band members of the band he's been producing with. Plus, the band is currently working in the studio. Your dad said it would make their break time worth a while by teaching you a few ropes on being successful in the music industry. You had no other choice but to just follow since you're a novice anyway.

It has been a week since you had these guitar lessons with the only guitarist of the band, Tokio Hotel. At the beginning, you thought Tom would be so cool judging by the way he look, yeah a handsome ghetto lost in a rock band. Turns out, he was making your life a living hell! Giving you endless homework, chords after chords, tons of it to practice and extra hours to stay in the studio to just what else? practice while having him watch over. Most of the time, Tom wasn't that strict but he has this one favourite sentences that drives you crazy as he would repeat it every single day right after you've finished with your jam session, "That was good and again." And he just smiled sinisterly as if torturing you is his fun game to play! He kills you, everyday! Somehow, you didn't mind at all, with having a superhot private tutor like him and who is merely your age, who would actually mind? Yes, you had to admit, aside from his evil side, he is one good-looking German guy you've ever met that got you nervous the whole time he was there in the same room as you. He tortured you hella good!

You sat on the couch at the empty studio, patiently with still strumming your guitar, while the thunders were singing lively out the windows, on account of waiting for Tom's arrival. You were concentrating too much on your guitar, barely even notice the door was opened and someone came in.

"Sorry, got caught up in the rain." Tom was all soaked up due to the rain and yet, he'd still look gorgeous, making you tongue-tied for a second there. He took off his wet oversized jacket, only to revealed his white v-neck tee which by then was all transparent. You could clearly see his hot body and no doubt, it was calling your hand for a stroke.

"Is it really wet..I mean, heavy out there?" You got mixed up with your words as your eyes were still glued to his muscular body underneath his wet tee.

"Yeah, heavy and wet indeed." He chuckled hotly. "So, shall we?"

"Don't you feel like changing first?"

"Sure."

You gulped as you saw Tom was taking off his tee without any shame in front of you as if he was ready to make love. Your heart beats faster on seeing his spontaneous sexy act. And why would he be shameful again? Oh yes, for making you weak on the knees even though you're practically in a sitting manner. Again, you got tongue-tied, hoping you wouldn't drool yourself upon looking his smoking hot body. Tom sat next to you and just stared with those dazzling chestnut eyes of his. "So, are you ready?"

"Yeah. I'm ready. Guitar's ready." You kept your cool to avoid him from noticing of how uncomfortable you felt with having him topless sitting a few inch close to you.

"What was the last song you've practiced?"

"Your song, Geh."

"Nice." Tom smiled charmingly and moved closer to you. He put his hands on yours to guide you with the strumming. His touch was delicate, good enough to make your heart drums wildly from the inside. You could feel the heat of his body even though he's all wet, you were so close to him and there wasn't even a space filled to breathe between the two of you. As his fingers and yours were gently strumming the guitar strings and the soothing 'Geh' song was being played, you couldn't help but to feel that his eyes was all over you. You stare at him back to make an eye contact. The music has stopped but you could hear the beat of your heart drumming non-stop and so as his. He then gestured his hand to lift up your chin and kissed passionately on your lips. The temptation was high and you fiery kissed him back, dropping the guitar to the floor. Your hands were all over his bare chest while his fingers were getting lost in your hair. He panned you down on the couch as the two of you were playing the kissing game.

"Wait. Do I really need this extra class?" You stopped him and asked.

"Of course, an extra class to enjoy. I've tortured you enough." Tom winked and he continued the 'lessons' he had to offer for you on that day ;)