Songs used are "Closer" Cover done by In This Moment, and "Use Somebody" by Kings of Leon.
"Y-Y… You look amazing, Athena." Said Merlin, himself in a well-cut suit and tie. She saw Arthur standing a little behind him, and she wanted to swoon. They both looked utterly delectable.
"You clean up well yourselves." She said, grinning and stepping in, handing them each a bottle.
"I didn't know which kind you preferred, so I brought both. Hope you don't mind?"
They both shook their heads in awe. This woman was so regal. They were immediately nervous for when they were to ask her to listen to them play.
But they need not be.
She pulled the previously unnoticed manila folder out from under her arm, and placed it on the coffee table. It was marked "Confidential Records of Glas Inc." and she then ignored it, walking to the dining table and waiting for them.
Arthur pulled out her chair, and she sat down gratefully.
They tucked into dinner, and she moaned in delight, which may or may not have caused both men's trousers to tighten a bit.
"Whoever cooked this, your taste in steak is simply divine." She groaned softly, and both of the men laughed quietly. Merlin had cooked, and Arthur had gotten the studio ready.
"Merlin did the cooking." Said Arthur, and she grinned at the dark-haired lad appreciatively, and he blushed slightly.
When they were done with the meal, Arthur cleared the plates away, and they all moved to the couch, Athena in the middle, Arthur on her right, Merlin on the left.
She opened the folder, and clicked the pen that was in it, placing it on the first line, which said "Group Name."
She looked at them, and Arthur grinned.
"Knights of Camelot." He said proudly, and she chuckled.
She wrote in the boy's names, and then looked at them for confirmation. They looked at her sheepishly, and there was a knock at the door. Before waiting for an answer, five men walked in, all grins and charm. She sighed, and stood up, causing them all to trip over each other to introduce themselves.
"One at a time, boys." She calmly stated, pushing the circular glasses poised on her petite nose.
"I'm Lancelot. I play bass." Said a tan man, with wavy brown hair, and eyes to match.
She looked on incredulously as they all named themselves. They all were indeed, The Knights of Camelot.
"Percival. Bass." This man was severe looking, but his eyes seemed kind.
"Gwain. Electric." This man had bedroom eyes and majestic hair. He'd be a hit with the ladies.
"Leon. Acoustic." This one, he had ear length strawberry blonde hair, and eyes that could hypnotize.
"Elyan. Keyboard." This man had skin like a Hershey's kiss, and his face was unmoving, extremely severe. Might have to find a way to make him open up.
She finished writing that all down, then she looked at Arthur and Merlin, silently asking their positions.
"We're both vocals, but Merlin also plays the drums." Arthur stated, slapping his partner on the back.
"Okay. And are there any romantic affiliations with each other that I need to know about?" She pointedly looked at Arthur and Merlin, and everyone burst out into laughter.
"Y…You thought Merlin and I were… a thing?" Said Arthur, sitting on the couch and gasping for breath.
"How was I not? You guys act it."
"We do not!" They both yelled indignantly, and Lancelot chuckled.
"Me doth thinketh he protests too much." And that got a laugh from her.
"This is going to sound like an odd question, but sexualities? For publicity, of course."
She pointed to each man, and they listed them off.
"Bisexual." Stated Lance nonchalantly, and she nodded, writing it down.
"Straight." Elyan replied, still cool and calm as ever.
Gwain looked a bit apprehensive, before stating that he was pansexual. She smiled and laughed, which he took the wrong way.
"No, no honey! It's just that you don't need to be ashamed! I happen to identify as that as well. Now get those damn lesbian fantasies out of your heads, you naughty children." The look on her face let them know she was joking about the last part, and they all laughed.
Leon stated his orientation as straight, and she raised an eyebrow and he gave in, stating he was bisexual. She grinned encouragingly at him, and his bandmates clapped.
Percival, to all of their surprise, identified as Pansexual, and she grinned, turning to the last boys.
"We're both Bi." Merlin said, laughing while Arthur shrugged, embarrassed.
She rolled her eyes, and turned to the entire room, looking them each in the eyes as she spoke.
"In this apartment, and in mine, there are to be no lies. No embarrassment. No need to be ashamed. Do you understand?" They all nodded and said yes, and it made her ecstatic.
"Then what's in that locked room in your apartment?" Arthur was smirking, and she could have slapped him. Instead, she kept a cool look upon her face.
"It's my torture dungeon I use to keep naughty little boys who ask too many questions, that's what." And she was glad she was keeping to the no-secrets rule.
"Hot." Was Merlin's reply, his face pink as he laughed.
"Now, on with the show!" She said, after asking them the basic questions, like how long they've all been together, how many gigs they've done, etc.
They all piled into the studio that was just big enough for them all
"Wait. Before we start… Miss Glas, Arthur said he sang with you at the Karaoke bar. Was that really you?"
Leon was speaking, and she bowed, laughing.
"The one and only. Why?"
"Well, we'd all really like to hear you… But you don't have to!" He looked embarrassed and shy, and she decided to humour him.
"Okay, but let me walk over to my apartment to grab my music, okay?" They nodded, and she walked away.
"Stop staring at my ass!" She called, and she could hear their embarrassed laughter.
She returned with her sheet music, and she scooted them all out of the way, placing sheet music into Merlin's, Percival's, and Gwain's hands. They looked at her incredulously, but rolled with it, going to their respective instruments, before looking at her, their faces incredulous.
"Miss Glas, this piece, you know it's really... Heav-" Percival was cut off by a sharp look from her.
"I know what I handed you. Now play it."
Percival nodded to her, and waited for her queue.
She sat at the stool, and lowered the mic so it was right in front of her lips.
"Are you guys ready?"
"Hell yeah!" They practically roared, and she laughed, before a soft, "I wrote this a couple of years ago. Feel free to judge." She said, before beginning a piece that made most of them, if not all, gasp. They were not expecting this from a 5'2, petite, curvy girl in a little black dress.
She snapped her fingers, and the boys started playing. Athena was no longer a sweet little girl anymore, oh no. She was a sweet siren, singing her song, that could surely bring sailors to their deaths.
You let me violate you
You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you
You let me complicate you
Help me; I broke apart my insides
Help me; I've got no soul to sell
Help me; the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself
Each line was punctuated by a breathy moan, and all eyes were on her.
I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God!
Her eyes were closed, so she couldn't see the desire in all of their eyes, the way the men not playing instruments adjusted themselves accordingly.
You can have my isolation; you can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith; you can have my everything
Help me tear down my reason
Help me; it's your sex I can smell
Help me; you make me perfect
Help me become somebody else
I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive.
She ended the song, and the men started clapping until their hands hurt. She grinned shyly, and stood up, taking a bow, and acutely noticing that the stood lifted up her dress, showing off her garter belt. She smoothed her skirt slower than she should have, giving them a little show.
She backed up, and pointed to the stool.
"Your turn!" She said, grinning. They all begrudgingly stood up, not wanting her to see that their pants were tighter than when they entered.
She grinned encouragingly, and they started to play.
"This is called "Use Somebody." We kind of thought it up when you left. I didn't have class, I had to pick up the trash." He looked at his friends, and they laughed. Arthur started singing, and now it was Athena's turn to look entranced.
I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you,
And all you know,
And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you
Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see
When they finished, Athena leaned against the door dramatically waving her hand across her face like a damsel about to faint.
"Wow, looks like I'm going to need some Knights to save me. Or, you know, be the biggest stars of Glas Inc. Either one works."
The boys looked at her, in shock, before they all scrambled over their instruments to hug her, and she sprinted out the door, half yelling, and half laughing.
When all of the bandmates had left, all of them thanking her profusely, while she humbly thanked them for playing for her, she packed things up, and headed towards the door, when she felt a pair of hands on her hips.