"Not like that..." Sukuna chuckled softly, his warm breath tickling your neck as he adjusted the placement of your fingers on the guitar's strings. You were seated between his legs, his chest pressed against your back, and his arms guiding yours as you held the guitar.

"Like that..." He whispered into your ear, his voice soft and soothing as he guided your hands with gentle precision.

As you followed his instructions, he brightly smiled. You were getting better.

"Wanna hear a new song I learned...? You'd be the first one," he said, his fingers on your cheek gently turning your head to meet his gaze/