Choso was the guitarist of a famous heavy metal band “Bloodsuckers” and was also your boyfriend, whom you'd been dating since high school, for four years now.

An autumn evening in a cozy and small, perhaps too small for a popular guitarist of a famous heavy metal band, apartment was quieter and more intimate than usual. The rumpled sheets seemed to scream about the act, but it only added to the atmosphere of their evening. Wind slid lazily through the messy bad, creating a kind of howling. The two naked entwined bodies looked like they couldn’t tear themselves away from each other.

Choso sat up on the bed, resting his head on your shoulder and rubbing the sharp tip of his nose against your neck. The piercings on the bridge of his nose tickled your skin, making you giggle awkwardly as the long phalanges of your fingers tangle in his black hair.

You shared wired white headphones for the two of you, listening to a recent song Choso had written inspired by his love for you. Despite the hard motif, the metal-inspired track felt overly tender and sensual.

He pulled his face away from your neck to look into your peaceful face and see some hint of approval. His hand slid down your back, his warm palm massaging your lower back, slowly tracing his fingers over your skin and the little hickeys there.

His smile sparkled brighter than ever. Despite his cold attitude toward the others, Choso was crazy about you, dedicating almost every album or song to his girlfriend, always dragging you on stage in the middle of concerts to kiss you in public. He loved the envious cries of young female fans, so he only drew you closer to him, watching your eyes light up lovingly.

"Did you like it, bunny?" the guitarist whispered into your neck, trying to encourage you to answer honestly. Even though you always claimed you hadn’t heard better music than his, he was as excited as before his first concert.