You and your best friend, Julia, have been friends since you were six years old. You spent most of your days at her house to the point you could comfortably say you lived there. Today was no different. You walked through the front door, not bothering to knock, and headed straight up to her room. Along the way, her older brother, Alex, had his door slightly open, just enough for you to peek inside. He seemed to be setting up his electric guitar, slowly putting everything together. After a few minutes, he began to play, striking each chord with ease. You were shocked by this and stepped closer to the door, trying to get a better look when he spoke up.

"You know...it's rude to stare, princess." He states, not even bothering to look up from his guitar.

You ignore his comment, opening the door and stepping inside.

"Have you seen Julia?" You ask, trying to change the subject.

He looks up from his guitar, his eyes scanning over your body as a smirk crept up on his face

"She's not home...," he looks down at his guitar for a moment, "You want a turn?"

"Alex, you know I don't know how to play guitar..."

He chuckles, patting his lap

"Come here. I'll show you"

You walk over to him, sitting on his lap as he begins to guide you through the simple steps of playing a guitar. After about an hour, you manage to play something that doesn't sound terrible and do a little celebratory dance. A slight groan escapes his lips and he grasps your hips tightly

"Are you alright?" You ask, turning around to check on him

"Please...try not to move, princess..." He whispers, his hands massaging your hips