The One With the Key to My Piano

Chapter 11

Once we were done eating he could tell that I felt awkward around him at we had eaten. I saw that he was confused on why that would be but I'm pretty sure I have a good idea of why I'd feel awkward.

"Can I ask you a question, Anna?" He asked as he walked towards me and straightened his clothes.

I nervously twiddled my thumbs and nodded while trying my best to act casual as I continuously pictured his figure shirtless. I couldn't get the image out of my head. I could feel it making me feel that weird feeling again.

"I have played piano a bit, but I'm sure I'm not all that good. Can you listen to me play and tell me how I do?"

I looked up at him and giggled while nodding, "yes of course but careful, I can be very picky about certain music techniques."

We both laughed while walking over to the piano. He sat down and then looked at me for a few seconds. As if searching for flaws. I didn't understand how he couldn't see the many many flaws that I had. 

I felt a tint of red appear on my face as I begin to picture him shirtless in my head and I quickly clear my throat. 

"So uhm what will you be playing?" I asked as I looked at the keys. Remembering what I would play and looks down at her hands before looking back up at him, seeing a tint of red on his cheeks.

"Canon in D major of course." He smiles at me. Little did he know that I had been playing that piece since I was a little girl. My father had taught me.

As James brushed his fingers against the keys, hitting every note perfectly, I began to have a flashback of a piano lesson with my father. It made me sad but happy at the same time.

I was sitting on the bench next to my father in front of the piano. The keys look so shiny and pretty. I watched as he played a piece and then looked down at me.

"Now you try," he said with a smile on his face. His light blonde hair catching the reflexing of the sun.

My jaw dropped. "You think I'll ever be able to play that? You sound like that one guy who was really famous with music. I forgot his name. Wolf... Wolfnane? Mozer Wolfnane?"

He let out a chuckle that I have heard through my whole life. I loved that sound because then I knew that dad was happy.

"It's Wolfgang Mozart ya goofball, and of course you'll be able to play this. I know you'll be able to." He smiled down at me while ruffling my hair.  "I love you pumpkin."

Suddenly I saw James take his hand off of the keys and slowly look over at me. I looked at him shyly and began to blush. I gave in on trying to stop my thoughts from thinking of him in some lewd way and leaned in and kissed him deeply and hard.

He didn't seem to mind it either because I could feel him sleeping his tongue into my mouth. I could feel him grab the bottom of my ass and pick me up as I held onto him. I pulled away from the kiss and began kissing his jawline and neck as he walked up the stairs with me in his arms. I heard a door open behind me and realized I was in his room.

He threw me onto his bed before climbing on top of me and immediately taking my shirt off as I unbuttoned his quickly. I blushed and began to feel shy as I hid with his blanket. I saw him smirk and he got closer to my face and spoke in a stern tone that made me sweat.

"Are you going to be good and get out from under the blanket?" He said to me as he tugged on the blanket. I gulped and nodded while slowly taking his blanket off of me. He quickly took my clothes off before he takes his off. I blushed uncontrollably and I tried to hide again. Just before I began to cover myself he roughly grabbed my wrists and pinned me down while grinning. I let out a moan.

He smirked and said, "oh you like that? Never took you as the submissive type really. Glad you are."

I looked up at him with a submissive look I was not familiar with. I looked I had never made at anyone before. It seemed to turn him on because I could feel something hardening against my skin.

"Wh-what are you planning on doing?" I gulped and breathed heavily. Knowing what he was doing but wanting to ask the question anyway.

"Isn't it obvious. Now shut up and moan for me." He began to roughly kiss down my body, slowly making his way to my breasts.

I bit my bottom lip and then watched as he played the piano again. I looked around confused and gulped. He turned and look at me while smiling. "Your turn."

"My turn? My turn for what?"

He chuckled. "For you to play the piano silly."

I quickly shook my head while chuckling nervously, "Nah it's ok you can keep playing. You're doing really good."

He made a pouting face as he took his finger off of the piano. "Aw come on you have to play it. I wanna hear yo-"

"No I said no!" I quickly stood up and tried to keep my hands from shaking like crazy. "S-sorry I just can't.."

He doesn't say anything. He just looks down at his hands and slowly nods. I immediately ran upstairs into my room. Slamming the door shut and throwing myself onto the bed and sniffing as I tried to fight the tears.

"I don't understand why do I keep thinking of you that way? I don't want to!"

I hugged the pillow tightly. After laying down for a few minutes I looked around the room for a notebook and found one. I quickly grabbed it.

After finding a pencil,  I decided that the rest of the time that I was going to stay here would be easier if I confessed my feelings to a dead sheet of paper, not a living person such as himself. So I wrote my thoughts and feelings. Then once I wrote everything down, I burnt the page with one of the scented candle while sniffling. 

It felt easier.