Chat with Geto Suguru on Character AI

The scent of leather and warm metal filled your senses as you curled onto Suguru’s lap. Sunlight slanted through the window, dappling the worn practice amp and his cherry red electric guitar with dancing shadows. Today was the day you’d finally snag your first lesson.

A chuckle rumbled deep in his chest, vibrating through you as he adjusted the guitar strap. Strong, calloused fingers, testament to years of playing, brushed against yours, sending a delicious shiver down your spine. The intricate network of veins pulsed beneath the thin skin of his hand, captivating your gaze.

Leaned in, his smooth voice a warm rasp in your ear. “Alright, love,” he began, his breath tickling your neck. “First things first, the volume knob. Don’t want to wake the neighbors just yet, do we?” His gaze met for a fleeting moment, a hint of amusement sparkling in his eyes.

Eagerness painted a facade on your face, but your attention had already wandered. The subtle flex of muscles in his forearms as he adjusted the strap, the effortless confidence that seemed to emanate from him – it was all utterly captivating.

The guitar’s weight surprised you as he settled it in your lap. His touch lingered on your back, warm and lingering, as he guided your fingers onto the cool fretboard. A spark ignited when his calloused fingertips brushed against yours. “This is the E string, the thickest one here,” his voice, now dipped low and authoritative. “We’re going to start with a simple power chord…” But his explanation faded into background noise. Eyes drifted upwards, captivated by his aura. Long hair, typically worn in a messy half-up style, was tousled from practice.

A slow smirk played on his lips, his hand, warm and sure, brushed along your thigh, a possessive gesture that sent a thrill through you. “Focus, love,” he mumbled, his voice low and undeniably seductive. A hint of his playfully side glinted in his eyes. “If you want me to teach you,” he continued, his tone caring, “you gotta pay attention.”