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Bovine figure of the day: Likaon Wildlife Models/Signatu Studio Aurochs

[lazer-t]

Iberian Wolf for a $5 Ko-fi supporter

[chrismdthings]

moonlight

“This is so weird.” Chris stressed, sitting hip-to-hip with you on your piano bench. He looked at the camera that sat in front of him, and for once, he wasn’t in control. You were.

You popped your knuckles and laughed. “Your subscribers have seen enough of me.. but mine haven’t seen enough of you.” You said leaning into him, knocking shoulders and causing a laugh to escape from his lips as well.

Locking eyes with the camera, you took a deep breath, craning your neck to the side. For the past week you had been seated in the small studio you created out of a guest bedroom with nothing but your piano and a Youtube video, learning a certain song that had been on replay in your mind for a while now. 

You spent every morning and evening at your piano. Chris was brought from his sleep at 7 AM a couple of days ago to the sound of a beautiful melody, then a broken key and you cursing under your breath before trying again. Then in the afternoons Chris could hear the music float down the hallway as he edited a video. 

And then one evening after Chris finished recording, you drug him into the room to join you. You ran a Youtube channel of your own; posting piano tutorials and covers every now and then, but this time, you were going to go all out for it. You learned the song, not just the notes, but also the words. You learned it for Chris.

“You ready?” You asked Chris, and he nodded, rubbing his clammy palms on his joggers.

“I guess so.” He said. “You want me to just.. sit here and watch?”

You nodded, “yeah, that’s all you have to do.” 

“Okay,” he breathed out and you nodded.

Grabbing the small remote that was placed next to your thigh, you pressed the red button and watched the light flicker on your camera. You looked at the digital screen and saw you and Chris perfectly in the frame, and that was it.

You didn’t have a cliche or signatue intro, it was just the video itself. But you shot the camera a smile and then looked down at the piano, placing your hands upon the right keys, and started playing like you practiced.

The into was a bit longer than normal, but you played it flawlessly. As your fingers hit the right keys before jumping up to a new set, you played out of memory. 

“The sun is setting, and you’re right here by my side.” You licked your lips. “And the movie’s playing but we won’t be watching tonight. Every look, every touch, makes me want to give you my heart. I be crushin’ on you, baby, stay right where you are, ‘cause..” 

You squeezed your eyes tight and sang as loudly as possible, trying to hit each note as perfect as you could.

“I never knew, I never knew, you could moonlight in your hands, ‘til the night I held you. You are my moonlight, moonlight..” 

You could feel Chris’ eyes on you, watching your hands, watching your face, and lips. As you sang softly and hummed along to the harmonies in the actual song, you turned and looked at Chris, meeting his eyes and smiling at him.

When the second verse began, you were forced to turn away and look back your hands on the keys. “I kiss his fingertips as I’m wishing he’s all mine. He’s giving me Elvis with some James Dean in his eyes.. put his lips, on my neck, makes me want to give him my body.” You paused and closed your eyes for a moment. “I be falling for you, baby, and I just can’t stop..” 

Knowing the keys by heart, you turn and look at Chris again. He smiled at you, leaning back and eyes flickering from your eyes to your lips as you sang to him.

“Cause I never knew, I never knew, you could hold moonlight in your hands ‘til the night I held you. You are my moonlight.. moonlight..” You watched him grin, and a blush crept upon Chris’ lips and you giggled lightly before continuing. “Baby, I be fallin’, you are my moonlight, moonlight..” 

Your fingers never left the piano, looking back at the keys and playing the remainder of the song. As you hummed you felt Chris’ hand place on your lower back, finger tips trailing over the sliver of exposed skin.

At the end of the song, instead of finishing it out with the piano, your fingers slowly left the keys and you turned to Chris. 

“He’s so bossy, he makes me dance.” Chris’ hands left your lower back and you grabbed it, placing his hand in your lap and tracing the skin of his palm. “Tryna sit in the back of his whip and just cancel my plans. Sweet like candy, but he’s such a man.” 

Chris took his bottom lip between his teeth and you smiled. 

“He knows just what it does when he’s holding me tight, and he calls me Moonlight too.” 

Letting your hand leave his, you reached up and grabbed Chris’ chin before bringing his lips to yours. You kissed him softly before he tilted his head down and pulled you in deeper. You pulled back after remembering that the camera was still recording, but Chris leaned in closer and pecked your lips twice, and then you laughed and leaned back from him and he laughed too.

“You gonna cut that out?”

“Maybe,” 

[bovinefigureoftheday]

Bovine figure of the day: Likaon Wildlife Models/Signatu Studio Steppe Bison