Amp

“Here.” They walked across the darkened stage, still messy from the earlier performance, to the base amp sitting un-assumingly on the side. He took her hands and set her down on the corner of the amp, her legs parted slightly, one on each side. “Sit here. Wait.” She gave a small smirk as she began to understand his actions. He walked over to the stand that held his metallic grey base, still plugged into the base on which she sat. He picked it up and slung it over his shoulder, turning to face her. He smiled brightly as he began to casually tune his base, though his eyes carefully watching her. He struck a chord and she stirred. He turned the volume up and lowered the pitch, then he played the chord again. Once again she shifted in her seat. He then started into a ballad rendition of Octopus’ garden by the Beatles. Each note played slowly and carefully, letting its sound drift out into the air but still fast enough that the song wasn’t lost. She let her shoulders slump as waves of vibration traveled from the amp up between her legs. He played on. Switching from song to song all still in the low vibrating fashion but with the tempo increasing with each new song. She had now closed her eyes and was leaning forward her legs parted and relaxed. She was enjoying herself a smile of appreciation across her lips. He had been carefully watching her motions and gave a little whistle to catch her attention. She looked up and locked eyes with him. As soon as he had her attention he started playing “A” chord. It started slowly, every few seconds he strummed the base his eyes never leaving hers. Then it got faster. The vibrations came stronger, almost constant. She leaned backwards, bracing herself on her arms but keeping eye contact. His hands strummed faster, sweeping up and down across the strings as he started walking towards her until he stopped a few inches away and looked down upon her flushed body. She felt her release rising up in her. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp as she prepared to orgasm. Just as she was on the verge he set down his base and pulled her up against him. With his mouth demandingly covering hers in a kiss, she came. “Sorry” he said. “Couldn’t have you shorting out my amp.” She smiled as she leaned against him. He was always so protective of his equipment.