Alex Turner - Songs Imagines

Steinway

*Listen to "The Ultracheese"- Arctic Monkeys*

You come back after running some errands and as you get inside you hear the sound of the piano coming from the studio.
Alex has been working on a new song all day and he is still in there. You hear him stopping and, after a few minutes, picking it up again from the beginning:

Still got pictures of friends on the wall
I suppose we aren't really friends anymore
Maybe I shouldn't ever have called
That thing friendly at all...

He changed the lyrics since earlier today; they sound more personal, profound and match the melancholic melody of the song.

You follow the music and once you get to the studio you open the door quietly and peek through the crack. There he is, making love to his piano, turning his back to you.

You watch him from behind, with a smile on your face, as he interrupts the song halfway, once again, to scribble something on a notebook. He pushes back the hair falling on his face, leaving it all messy; he looks like a mad scientist, all focused on his creation. He sighs in frustration.

You move close to him and gently place your hands on his shoulders. "Hey" you say softly and massage his neck and shoulders a little.
"Hey!" he turns his head and smiles back.
You throw your arms around his neck and kiss him on the cheek. "How is it coming? It sounds beautiful so far!"

"Good, I think, but I keep getting stuck at a certain point" he grumbles.
"I think you just need a break darl. You've been at it all day."
"Yeah, you're right....I need to clear me mind a little bit. Come here." He takes your hand and gently pulls you around, then circles you with an arm and makes you sit on his lap.

He hugs you tight and rests his head on your shoulder. You cover Alex's arms with yours, like to double the embrace, and lean your head against his. You sit like that for a few minutes, just enjoying each other presence. You hear him sighing, but this time in delight, for having you close.

You can't resist to push some keys on the piano, putting together three random notes.
"Show me some chords. I always wanted to learn but never got around to do it."
"Sure, babe. Let's see...here," Alex takes your hand and puts your fingers on the right keys, "this is a D." He kisses the base of your neck as the note plays.

He moves your hand and sets your fingers on different keys. "This is an E." He kisses your neck again, a little higher this time, and start humming a melody "Mmmh mmmmmh mmh..." The velvet of his voice makes you feel fuzzy inside and his vibrato sends shivers down your spine, like always.

"A..." you feel his lips on the spot right between your ear and the beginning of your jaw and then he goes on humming.
You breath becomes heavier.

" ...and A7" he slides the strap of your dress down your arm and kisses your shoulder. "Mmmmh mmmh mmmmmh..." he murmurs, continuing with the melody, "and that's where I'm stuck."
"Oh...shame." You wish it could go on and on.
"Yeah...this song is gonna be the death of me. Start to finish. But let's take that break, shall we?" he takes down the other strap too.

You hold the front of your dress from falling down. "We shall, but we're right by the window, honey!"
"Nobody can see us." his hand feels warm on your thigh.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. It stays between us, Steinway and his sons." he whispers.
"Oh, only a small crowd! Ok then..." you say jokingly. Your voice breaks, you're breathing fast.

He laughs softly and his hand disappears under your dress.

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