"Ok now, place your finger here," Layne directed, watching your hand slowly move on the acoustic guitar's fretboard. Although your big brother is Jerry Cantrell, one of the biggest guitar players under the sun, a little while ago you asked Layne if he was capable of giving you a brief guitar lesson. You'd prefer to be taught by Layne given that you have the hots for him. You're pretty confident that almost everybody knows, as well as Layne but, you'd by no means bring that up intentionally. "Like that?" You wondered, placing your finger upon it timidly. After a couple of minutes of quiet, you looked up to check him. Layne was gawking with rosy cheeks and a flirtatious sparkle in his eyes. "Ahem," He cleared his throat straightening up "Yes, that's excellent." Layne finished. You'd not seen him like this and it got you a little nervous.
"Layne, are you all right?" You asked him. A short time later Layne pressed his lips upon yours roughly and it took you a few moments before kissing him back. You both became lost in each other and in no time you were heavily kissing. The guitar got away from you while Layne began touching you sensuously, drawing your body closer to him. All of a sudden a big voice boomed from behind; "Jesus fuckin' Christ!" You recognized Jerrys' voice. Your eyes burst open and Layne immediately jumped, "Hey, Jer" He said. "Don't 'hey, Jer' me! What're you doing with her?" Jerry yelled sharply. "What does it look like?" You answered. The room fell silent for a minute until Jerry abruptly charged at Layne. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!" Jerry yelled, chasing after Layne who started to run off. You covered your mouth concealing your giggle watching them humorously fight. You never expected any of this to happen, however, you're kind of happy it did.
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