"You better, or I might have to punish you," I reply in a playfully low voice that makes it clear that I'm not taking this all that seriously. As he finishes undressing, I take off my jacket and then wriggle out of my slacks and underwear, standing naked as I watch him lean over the piano.
"Almost," I tell him quietly, pressing my hand to the base of his spine and slowly sliding it upward, feeling each vertebrate with my fingers until I get to the nape of his neck. Moving in behind him, I rest my chin against his shoulder and lean over him to grab his wrists, lifting them to rest just above the lid. After sliding the lid open, I press a kiss to the nape of his neck, letting him feel my cock against his hip as I lean over to reach around him and play a few low notes, letting the sound fill the space.
One hand plays a few more slow, lazy notes, drifting along the keys as I bend my knees to crouch behind him. Eventually, my hand falls away and I settle on my knees, sliding my palms up the backs of his thighs and grabbing his ass cheeks. I slide my thumbs up between them and spread him open to reveal a tight curl of muscle, watching it tighten in a greedy clench and smiling as I lightly press the pad of my thumb to it.
"I know your body just as well as I know this instrument," I say fondly, rubbing at his hole as I lean in to press a kiss to the swell of his ass, lightly dragging my bottom teeth along his skin. "I've mastered both, I think. I can make you both sing."
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"Almost," I tell him quietly, pressing my hand to the base of his spine and slowly sliding it upward, feeling each vertebrate with my fingers until I get to the nape of his neck. Moving in behind him, I rest my chin against his shoulder and lean over him to grab his wrists, lifting them to rest just above the lid. After sliding the lid open, I press a kiss to the nape of his neck, letting him feel my cock against his hip as I lean over to reach around him and play a few low notes, letting the sound fill the space.
One hand plays a few more slow, lazy notes, drifting along the keys as I bend my knees to crouch behind him. Eventually, my hand falls away and I settle on my knees, sliding my palms up the backs of his thighs and grabbing his ass cheeks. I slide my thumbs up between them and spread him open to reveal a tight curl of muscle, watching it tighten in a greedy clench and smiling as I lightly press the pad of my thumb to it.
"I know your body just as well as I know this instrument," I say fondly, rubbing at his hole as I lean in to press a kiss to the swell of his ass, lightly dragging my bottom teeth along his skin. "I've mastered both, I think. I can make you both sing."