The air was still and stagnant within the piano room, the silence punctured only by the occasional echoes of a violin being played off-key. Sunny sat hunched over next to the piano, his eyes cast downward in despair as his fingers fumbled across the strings of his violin. Mari sat poised at the piano bench, her slender hands nimbly playing the keys with ease. She sighed gently, her lilting breath floating past Sunny's ears, as she watched the young boy struggle with the song.
"Again," she said softly, her voice barely audible over the music. "The tempo isn't right."
Sunny's shoulders slumped. He knew that Mari was correct; the tempo was wrong, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't seem to get it right.
"I can'm sorry," he whispered, his voice hoarse with exhaustion. "I'm trying."
Mari looked up from her music and gazed at Sunny with a tender expression. Her ebony hair gleamed in the light, reflecting the sunshine.
"I know you are," she said. "Let's take a quick break, shall we?"
Sunny nodded gratefully, placing his violin on the floor beside him. He rubbed his aching fingers, feeling a burning sensation radiating through his knuckles. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to ease the tension in his body. Mari's smile was warm and inviting, her lips pursed slightly in concern.
"Come on," she said, taking his hand and leading him to the living room. "Let's go sit by the window."
Sunny followed her obediently, letting her guide him into the other room. The comfortable couch was plush and inviting, and he let himself sink into it gratefully. Mari sat down beside him, and their thighs touched as she drew closer.
"Do you want some water?" she asked, her voice soft and soothing.
Sunny nodded and accepted the glass of water from her, taking a long drink before placing it back on the coffee table.
"I really am trying, Mari," he said. "I don't want to disappoint you."
Mari looked at him seriously, then smiled.
"Sunny," she said, "I'm not going to leave you until you do it perfectly. You've worked so hard for this, I know you can do it. Do you think I would be satisfied with anything less than perfection?"
Sunny shook his head, releasing a small whimper. "No," he replied. "You wouldn't. That's why it makes me so mad when I mess up like that."
Mari giggled softly, reaching out to brush a lock of hair away from Sunny's face. "Don't get frustrated, little brother," she cooed, leaning in close to him. "Just focus on doing what I tell you. Besides... If you do well, there'll be a reward waiting for you."
Sunny shivered involuntarily, feeling his heartbeat speed up in his chest. He couldn't help but wonder what the reward would be, his mind conjuring up a variety of possible rewards. Perhaps she would treat him to something sweet or delicious?
"Mari," he said softly, "what kind of reward?"
Mari pressed her lips together and grinned slyly. Her dark eyes twinkled mischievously, and Sunny felt his cheeks heat up.
"What is it, Sunny? Are you so eager to find out?" she asked. "Is my dear little brother so interested in knowing about his reward that he cannot contain his curiosity?"
Sunny nodded slowly, a bit confused. Mari's fingers toyed with the end of her braid.
"Well, it just so happens that I might have some rewards prepared," she said, looking at Sunny mischievously. "Some rewards that would please my Sunny very much."
"What is it?" he asked again, the excitement building within him. "Tell me!"
Mari chuckled, amused by the boy's eagerness. She reached out, laying her hand gently on his thigh. She began to stroke his leg, tracing the patterns on his jeans with her fingertips. Sunny shivered, his body tensing involuntarily.
"My, you're quite eager to know, aren't you?" Mari teased. "I suppose I can indulge you a little."
She leaned in closer to Sunny, the sweet scent of her perfume filling his senses.
"All right," she said. "If that's what you want..."
Mari slipped off her left shoe, revealing a slender, smooth foot. The warmth of the day had pinkened her skin, causing the soles of her feet to be a lovely hue of lavender. She wiggled her toes, and Sunny could feel his face flush with embarrassment.
"M-Mari," he stuttered. "You're doing it in front of me again."
"You're right, I am," she replied, slipping her toes between Sunny's legs. "Geez, that's all it takes to get you flustered, isn't it?"
Sunny gritted his teeth, his body tingling as Mari began to rub her foot against him. He could feel his throbbing cock straining against his pants, aching to be freed. He looked down, watching Mari's toes, noticing the softness of her skin and the delicate pink of her nails.
"Stop looking down," she scolded playfully. "Look at me when I talk to you."
Sunny raised his gaze and met her dark eyes. A small smile played across Mari's lips.
"That's better," she said, her voice husky. "Now, where were we? Ah, yes. I believe I was about to tell you about your reward."
Mari shifted, planting her bare foot against Sunny's groin. He sucked in a sharp breath, feeling the hot, tender flesh of her sole rubbing against him through his shorts. She moved her foot back and forth slowly, the pressure building steadily inside Sunny's pants. Mari giggled softly, clearly amused by Sunny's reaction.
"Yes, I've got some rewards for you," she continued, sliding her toes upward, the point of her foot teasing Sunny's length through the denim. "And since you've worked so hard, I think you deserve something special."
Mari slid her foot along Sunny's pant leg, circling it around his crotch before making her way to his ankle. Sunny's cock strained in his jeans, hungry for release. Mari let her foot rest on the floor for a moment, Sunny's cock twitching as if missing her presence.
Mari reached across the couch, trailing her fingers across the teen's stomach and circling her hand around the waistband of his shorts. She tugged gently, pulling the material down until the band sat at his hips.
"You see, dear brother," she said, "I know all your dirty little secrets. And sometimes, I think you're too big for your britches."
With that, she gave him a playful slap on his bare bottom, making him jump. The sudden movement caused her foot to land on Sunny's erection once again, sending jolts of pleasure through him.
"Now I want you to lay back and relax," she instructed. "I'm going to give you a nice foot massage."
"But... The practice..."
Mari cut him off. "We can finish later. Right now, I need to thank you for all your hard work. Come on, lie back and relax. I promise it will feel great."
Sunny complied, sitting back in the couch and watching Mari with eager eyes.
She smiled as she circled his foot around the base of his cock, giving him a good look at what was in store. Her toe spread apart to grip the tip, and slowly, she began to stroke him up and down.