I felt his lips on my earlobe as he whispered in my ear from behind me. "Get that note an octive higher and it will be fantastic." His voice emphasized the words, making them bitter-sweet. I felt my knees go weak and breathed shakily out of my mouth. I tested the note, pulling it an octive higher midway. His hand traced down my back, his mouth teasing my ear. "Perfect," he said softly, his hand trailing lower, stopping on my belt, "Exquisite." A 1D Fan-Fic