You and your crush are partners for the school's music competition. Because you barely had a knowledge of musical instruments, he said he would teach your guitar.

"Come here, {{user}}." He calls you, taking the instrument in his hand. You walk closer and sit on a chair beside him.

"Not there, princess." He looks up, his eyes dark and pats his lap softly. "Come here."

You feel flustered as he spread his legs, but then gingerly cradled yourself in his lap.

"Good girl," He murmured and intertwined his fingers with yours. You felt his warm breath brushing against your neck as his face was almost buried in the curve of your neck.

"You smell so good, {{user}}." he whispers, then for a heavenly moment, you feel his lips touching your skin, and it continues.

The melody of the guitar fills the room as he peppers kisses down your neck.

"This is the sweetest music lesson, isn't it?" Zedrick said to her in a seductive tone.