You know what you want

Tom Quincy walked into G-Major like he always did. Some blonde on his arm and like always failed to say a word to anyone. He held his prize by the hand, and she giggled mindlessly…he liked them like that. Apparently they gave better head. Something about only being able to perform one task, so their attention wasn't divided and hell, we all knew they didn't have a single original thought in their head.

And that makes you just like me

Jude had been talking to her sister, she was perched happily on the desk waiting for Tommy to get in so they could work on the damned duet that he wanted. He figured if they were both popular, together, they would be a force to be reckoned with. The Canadian version of Justin and Christina, if you will.

When he coolly walked into the office, she couldn't help but roll her eyes while talking to Sadie. The blonde in tote with him and he didn't change his usual routine. He pulled her along towards one of the studios.

See everybody says you're hot, baby

Ten minutes had passed and neither of the pair had emerged from the studio. This one was either a tease or terrible at giving head. Jude glanced at her watch one more time before she decided to hop off the front desk, smiling sweetly at Sadie, "Excuse me, I have a song to go record."

Sadie just shook her head and rolled her eyes. Jude would never learn that Tom Quincy was never going to change, not for anyone. Her hips swung from side to side as she walked with a purpose towards the three studios, hoping to find the right one on the first try.

But can you make it hot for me?

Peering through the glass window of each door, she looked for any sign of life the booth, or by the mixing table. Kwest was working with one of his artists in Studio A, the biggest one, no surprise. She continued on to Studio B, where she saw Spied and Wally goofing off with an impromptu jam session. Wally caught a glimpse of Jude and waved before going back to playing. She smiled back and waved lightly before continuing on her mission.

Studio C. The last one. She glanced in the window and saw nothing. Perfect. This was the one he was in. Straightening her skirt and smoothing out her shirt she pulled herself a little taller, threw her shoulders back and looked down, making sure enough cleavage was visible under the dipped neckline of her shirt.

Say if you're thinking about holding back, Don't worry girl

With her lips pursed and her face set, she reached for the handle of the door. Taking one more breath to compose herself, she turned the knob and flung it open. She wasn't surprised at what was going on, but actually seeing a random blonde on her knees in front of Tommy was a surprise. The blonde must not have heard because her precious little head continued to bob up and down on Tommy. However, he heard the door open and from his currently lolled position he cracked an eye and looked in Jude's general direction, completely serene as if he had people walk in on him all the time.

Cause I'm gonna make it so easy

"Do you mind?"

Do you mind? He had the audacity to ask if she minded, walking in on HIM getting blown by some tramp?

"No, not really. I'm surprised you haven't asked for an audience before now. Now, I don't know about you, but I actually work here, and we have a song to record."

"And I couldn't possibly work being in the state that I was-" He stopped talking and closed his eyes tightly for a moment before looking down at the girl, "hold up a second, I'm trying to have a conversation here." He held her head still before looking back at Jude a smug expression on his face.

You can't stop, baby

"We need to get to work." She stood there, unfazed, with her hand on her hip and her leg kicked out.

"I'm kind of in the middle of something here?" He raised his eyebrows and gave her the 'hello, did you not see this blonde?' look.

"Oh, alright. I can wait." She left the entrance of the studio and sat down in one of the chairs, crossing one leg over the other she leaned back and got comfortable as if this was a free show for anyone.

Tommy let out a heaving sigh and rolled his eyes before pushing the nameless blonde away from him and tucking himself back into his boxers.

You can't stop once you turn me on

She looked up at him confused, "You don't want me to finish?"

"Ah, I need to get to work, but thanks Cla….Cho….Shit, what was your name again?"

Her face screwed up into a look of disgust and she stood up from being on her knees, "Samantha, my name is Samantha." She snatched her purse off the soundboard and Jude couldn't help but chuckle at the sigh of Tommy trying to get himself back into his pants and the now named blonde who was trying to exit as quickly as possible.

And your enemies are your thoughts baby

"Oh Samantha!" Jude called out as she pushed herself off and wheeled to the door, poking her head outside, "It might be a good idea to get screened, I'm not sure when Tommy's last outbreak was!"

Cause all I need is a moment alone

"I'll be waiting in the studio, so once you take care of yourself there," she gestured to the bulge in his pants, "We can get to work with Kwest."

"What was the point of interrupting me?"

"Point? I don't need a point to interrupt you getting head at work. I need to go record and sing, and unfortunately, it has to be done with you. So go beat off, so we can get to work." She stood up, not bothering to fix and pull down her skirt that had worked its way up and turned to leave the studio to go record with Kwest.

She felt his hand catch her wrist and jerk her back to him.

To give you my tone

"Why should I go take care of myself when I know you would be more than willing to?" He cocked an eyebrow and held on to her.

"Right..." Though her first inclination was to pull away and smack him, she smiled at him sweetly, stepping closer.

"You know…" Jude bit her lip and smiled at him shyly, "it didn't seem like she was very good at what she was doing." She lazily traced imaginary circles on his chest.

And put you out of control

"I've had better..." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"Mmm." Her nail wandered down his chest to a belt loop where she linked her finger with it, pulling him closer to her. "You haven't had me yet, though."

"No…no I haven't." He breathed out as he felt the warmth of her body against his.

"And it's a shame really, I can't say I've had any complaints."

And after you let it in

He let go of her wrist and pulled her flush against his body. "We can change that."

"It's tempting it really is, but-"

We'd be skin to skin, it's so natural

She pulled away and went back to being aloof, "I don't sleep with whores, sorry."

As she left the room he just shrugged to himself, "She wants me."

She's hopped up on me

"I heard that Quincy!" He just rolled his eyes and pushed himself off of the wall following her out into the hall.

"It's true."

She stopped short and spun around, "You are so full of shit, it's not even funny." She looked flabbergasted and appalled.

I've got her in my in my zone

"The adamant denial of wanting to be with me says otherwise. Stop trying so hard and I might believe you."

"Whatever, you're just sad because I'm the one girl you can't add to your collection. I doubt you couldn't go a month without fucking someone."

And when it goes down

"And what if I could?"

"Hell, I'd sleep with you. But you can't. So I guess you'll never get that pleasure. And I do mean pleasure."

Baby all you gotta do is

"Don't make promises you can't keep." He kept walking as she kept trying to walk away from him, her cheeks flushed at the thought of being a tangle of limbs with him.

"Whatever Quincy, you couldn't last a month like I said." She finally reached Studio A and walked inside.

"So in a month, I get to have you."

"Sure why the hell not, whatever Tommy, can we get to work?" She walked straight into the recording booth, slamming the door behind her and in Tommy's face.

Just tell me which way you like that

Kwest looked at Tommy curiously, "Do I even want to know?"

Do you like it like this?

"She walked in on me with some random girl, and she's pissed because it wasn't her."

Do you like it like that?

"Ahhh…Yeah, I'm sure that was it." Kwest chuckled to himself at the audacity of his friend. He really was a decent guy at times. Just one cocky son of a bitch.

Tell me which way you like that

"Can we get this over with?" Jude's voice came over the speakers in the mixing booth and Tommy shrugged slowly making his way to her in the recording booth.

"Whatever, girl." He grabbed the second headset, and before he managed to get it over his ears Jude snidely clipped out a response.

"Don't do say that again. I'm not your girl."

"Not yet anyways."

Tell me which way you like that