Thought I'd try with Music Video-ness
And, I really like Framing Hanley.
UmiNight Angel Neko : Nuuuu you're not the only one. Trust me. I'm dying on the inside that I don't have the will to write full on stories other than one-shots. Gah. Kagome would be a kickass addition to Walking Dead.
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Thanks for the support guys! And sorry if this wasn't in your tastes~~~
Video references (remove the spaces):
Framing Hanley - Lollipop MV watch?v=vbUR0SRceD0
Framing Hanley - Nixon watch?v= wHQ0uvzsZLs&list=FLXksU0zyVR37hODZSMGZztQ&index=3
She barely caught Ryan's warning before a pair of arms lifted her off the ground.
"AhhH!" The shriek left her along with her breath as she was twirled in a hazardous circle. The arms around her lowered her gently to the ground, steadying her as she swayed on her feet. She could barely make out the laughter of the staff and band through the blood pounding in her ears. Vertigo hit her hard.
"I think that's the third time I surprised you today, you need to step up your game Kags," The droll and playful thrill of Kenneth Nixon was all too familiar in her ear.
"Yeah well, that's also the third time you almost made me drop your props. Sir Nixon," Kagome tossed a frosty glare over her shoulder at the smirking singer. Knowing all too well that he took her mock anger with a stride.
"I should just throw up on you or something, maybe then you'll stop doing that," Kagome juggled the empty beer bottles in her arms as she twisted in his arms. Kenneth let his hands slide along her torso, moving down to rest on her hips. The sly look from fellow bandmate Brandon made it known that his actions did not go unnoticed. All except to the very girl in his arms.
The Framing Hanley frontman felt his glasses beginning to slip from his nose, had already been stirred loose as well as his beanie being flown off by his previous actions. He bit back a smile as Kagome took one look at his face and immediately reached up to correct his lenses and hair. This girl was just too precious.
"Sooooo, you do plan on being in the music video, right?" Nixon egged, tightening his grip on her hips as he alternated moving each hip back and forth, "I mean, we already shot half of it. And everyone's been telling me you 'mysteriously vanish' every time."
"I'm not mysteriously vanishing," Kagome huffed, turning away with a slight blush, "I'm doing my job."
"Doesn't your job also involve taking in my artistic considerations and doing what I say."
"What- no it doesn't!"
"It does now!" Nixon leaned down to loop his arms around her waist once more, lifting the frazzled assistant up off her feat. And without missing a beat, he made his way towards the next set by the staircase of the house. Her complaints fell onto deaf ears as the staff watched on with amusement and laughter. Nixon carrying his smaller personal assistant around, merrily singing his rendition of "Lollipop" as he made his way towards the next shoot.
"Help me! I'm being kidnapped! Oh come on! You can't do this to me, I'm not even dressed right!" Kagome was grasping at straws trying to simultaneously talk her way out of appearing in the video and wriggle her way out of his grasp. She suppressed a gasp as her shirt tucked out from underneath his hands and rode up from her constant movement, his hands were hot against her cool skin. Kagome could have sworn for a moment that his thumbs moved to caress the flesh in his hands. Not that she was complaining, if that did happen.
"Here we go~" The dark haired man smiled widely at the sight of his friend, "You're dressed right, like the cool, sexy ass girl next door." His eyes followed his words as he took in her off-shoulder white sweater, the black strap of her bra peaking through temptingly, and black shorts.
A scoff left the Japanese woman as she set the beer bottles on the edge of some of the stairs.
"More like the lame, Japanese cat-lady that you borrow sugar from," Kagome corrected, pointing at his face in emphasis, knees nearly buckling at the look in his dark eyes. She watched with wide eyes as he leaned forward and took a lick on her finger tip. Her finger tensed and curled the slightest at the texture of his tongue, incidentally tapping lightly on his lip ring. Kagome was sure he could hear her heart beating out of her chest.
"If you do this, I can lick you like a lollipop .Me," the growl and drawl in his voice as he called her name left her agreeing to whatever he was saying, "Besides, I like me some catwoman."
"Dude, that is so fucking corny," Chris's jab was like a knife to the tension between them. Kagome let out a large breath, bracing her hands on her knees as Nixon swung around to take a jab at the drummer's shoulder.
"You wish you had badass game like me!" Nixon defended as he tried to pull the other man into a headlock. Internally he cursed the drummer for interrupting, he was pretty sure he was one word away from finally swaying her. He really liked her but was at odds with how to approach her or even attract her considering she had been the band's assistant and close friend for so long. And it really didn't help that everyone in the band kept interrupting at the right-fucking-moment.
A giggle escaped Kagome as she observed the two playfully brawling. She could still feel the tremors from a few seconds ago, her finger curling tightly at the memory. She wasn't quite sure how much longer she would be able to hold off until she just gave in. Kagome sincerely liked the lead singer but felt she was first and foremost his friend and assistant. She wasn't quite sure how developing a relationship would affect her dynamic with the rest of the group. But she really did want a kiss.
"Alright! Come on lovebirds break it up!" The Director called out, reaching out to slap Chris on the back of the head with a roll of paper, "We're banging out this staircase scene right now. Kagome! Hope you're ready."
"Wait, what?! I'm not!" Her blue eyes widened in surprise as she froze at the director's words, "I'm not- where's the actress?"
The Director quirked an eyebrow, a smirk growing on his face, "What actress? You're playing Nixon's sexy party host, aren't you?"
He did not wait for her response, but relished the brief look he took of her flabbergasted expression. This was too good.
"Since when?!"
"Since the band decided so."
"WHAT?!"
There was stomping. Shouting. And yelps of pain.
His shirt really didn't do anything to hide his lean physique. She really wished she had picked something else to distract herself with. Kagome could barely feel the fingers in her hair as they twisted locks of hair into bouncy curls. Other than a light application of makeup, the only other change they made to her appearance was her hair. They let her keep her clothes, saying they were perfect the way they were. She was a bundle of nerves despite already knowing the scene due to the practice she had with Nixon days before. Had she known she was actually being pseudo-prepped for the role, she would have dropped the script and locked herself in RV closet.
A sigh left her as Nixon moved around, the shirt tightening and folding up with every move. The giggle to her right had her blushing. Thankfully, the make-up artist made no move to comment on her focus of attention. She mentally thanked her and the gods.
'What. Did I get myself into,' she cried mental tears as her object of affection flashed her a charming smile, 'Damn him.'
Kagome watched as he leaned closer, as if hoping to whisper a secret.
"Heyyyyy~~~" A chorus of voices cut through, causing the two to glance behind Nixon at the two guys and girl making their way to them. Kagome eased a small smile as Nixon greeted the guys, joking with them as they squeezed through.
"I was so worried somebody didn't invite you cool guys!," He called out with a wide smile.
"You break it, you buy it!" Kagome called towards the retreating bodies.
"Oh man, that girl better be eighteen!" Nixon turned back towards the girl in front of him with a sheepish smile, "My friends...they're idiots."
"Nah, I love your friends. I'm glad they got to come," Kagome leaned against the banister, pulling the champagne glass up against her bottom lip, "..I'm glad you came."
The speechless smile on his face had her smiling and taking a small slip of the real alcohol.
'Of course it's real, they're lucky I don't get the Asian glow,' Kagome thought, fighting back the urge to take a picture of Nixon's face.
"So...your parents out of town?" He looked around casually, quick to catch her eye once again.
"This is their vacation house," Kagome supplied shrugging her shoulders. In real life, Kagome was damn sure that it would take years of saving her entire salary before she could afford a place like this.
"This is their vacation house," the disbelief in his voice was pretty convincing, Nixon quirking a brow at the girl as he took a small step closer.
"What, you don't have a house like this?" Kagome quirked her own brow as she inched a bit closer in response. So far, Kagome really was glad that she got to do this with the band. Despite having this moment in front of multiple people. And having to do the same lines over and over.
"The meals on wheels up front, you may not have seen it cause of this bawlin' ass mansion," Nixon twirled a finger, gesturing to the house, "But that's my house. So they just let you stay here by yourself?"
"They come here some times to hang out with some friends," Kagome kept her eyes on him as he took a swig from his beer bottle, her eye twitching the slightest as his nose crinkled as he discovered the bottle was empty. Her revenge.
"But it could get pretty monotonous around here..." Even from her own mouth, it sounded a bit funny saying that word.
He seemed to agree as well, as he lurched forward choking in surprise. Kagome wasn't sure if he was really laughing at her or pretending but either way the sight was pretty funny. Enough to pull a genuine smile and laugh from her.
"Monotonous," Nixon repeated flatly.
"Yeah, you know, boring," Kagome supplied mockingly with a grin.
"Yeah...I know what'chu mean, but uh, it just seems that you'd kinda be entertained...from time to time."
Kagome's smile grew and grew until her cheeks strained, Nixon's own smile grew as she shuffled in her spot.
"So...you bored right now?"
The question was loaded, she knew, he was asking beyond the words on the script.
"Hm?"
Kagome watched him take another step closer, was he...squirming?
"...No," She answered honestly.
"No?"
His constant head tilting made her want to reach out and grab his face to hold it still. He had no idea what he was doing to her.
"Well...maybe just a little," She 'admitted' with a small wink.
She said he so sweet
I wanna lick the wrapper
Kagome drew up what 'minxy, seductress,' (so eloquently put by the lovely Director) she had in her and breezed past the singer, being careful not to touch him despite being a hair's length away.
So I let her lick the wrapper
And sheeeeee (licked me like a lollipop)
With her 'guest' a few feet behind her, Kagome led Nixon towards the back of the house.
It wasn't until she was outside, making her way down the small stone steps that she glanced back with a smile.
and she licked me like a lollipop
like a lollipop
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
Yah know I like to touch
Yah lovely lady lumps
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
Yah know I like to touch
Yah lovely lady lumps
The only thought on her mind as she made her way to the side of the pool was that she was pretty sure the water was going to be damning cold.
And with a nod from the director, Kagome drew a shaky breath and grasped the edge of her shirt.
Cute lil' mama had a swag like mine
She even wear her hair
Down her back like mine
She could hear Nixon walking up around the pool coming closer to her side as she pulled her sweater over her head. The cool breeze hit her instantly, goosebumps rising to the occasion.
I make her feel right
When its wrong like lyin'
Man she ain't never
Had a love like mine
With a tilt of her head, Kagome sent him a sly wink, sliding her fingers under her shorts. Sliding her eyes back towards the pool she mustered up the last of her courage and shimmied out of her shorts without undoing the belt, thanking the gods that she had at least worn her lacy black underwear set. But only because she didn't have any other clean clothes.
But Man I ain't never
Seen an ass like hers
That - in my mouth
Had me loss for words
Kagome reflexively sucked in a breath and tightened her stomach as she moved her way into the water, unconsciously swaying her hips. Missing the way Nixon's eyes darkened as he watched her tread through the water.
Told her to back it up
Like berp berp
Turning in the water, Kagome looked up at Nixon standing on the edge of the pool. Pulling on what she hoped was an alluring smile, she gestured for him to join her with the same finger he violated half an hour ago.
And I made that ass jump
Like jerp jerp
Kagome nearly cracked up laughing at one point as she watched Nixon throw his glasses aside and attempt to pull off his shoes comically.
And that's when she
She licked me
Then he took off his shirt. Kagome visibly swallowed her laughter. His hands slowed as they reached for his belt.
Her eyebrows shot out of the roof as he dropped one arm and slid the jeans off one hip at a time.
'Damn.'
Like a lollipop
Like a lollipop
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
Yah know I like to touch
Yah lovely lady lumps
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
Yah know I like to touch
Yah lovely lady lumps
Won't you get on your knees
Won't you get on your knees
Call me so I can
Make it juicy for you
Kagome waited till he hit the water before slowly moving backwards, drawing him deeper into the water.
Call me so I can
Get it juicy for you
It wasn't until the water hit her ribs that she stopped, letting him close the distance between them. If ever there was a moment to decide where their relationship stood, Kagome was pretty sure this was where it would stand. Even if it was in front of the camera, there were two versions of the script. The second one made for her, should she not want to follow the first script.
Call me so I can
Get it juicy
His nose brushed against her softly, his arms reaching forward to reclaim their places on her hips. There was a slight pull to bring her closer but nothing more, he was waiting for her.
Kagome closed the gap, her eyes closing shut as their lips met.
Her arms rose and roped around his shoulders, pulling him closer.
Call me so I can
Come and do it for you
There was the quietest of sounds from his throat, one she only felt due to her hand on the back of his neck. He moved against her with just as much fervor, taking his time searching her mouth. She was in heaven right now.
Her back met the edge of the pool, Nixon trapping her against the wall.
Call me so I can
Make it juicy for you
Call me so I can
Get it juicy
With the smallest of regret, Kagome pulled away and stepped back earning a confused look.
Smirking, Kagome took a step back and moved her hands behind her, her chest lifting up as she took a hold of her bra clasp.
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
Nixon bit into his bottom lip, taking no mind as he accidentally pinched the skin holding the lip ring. However before she could slide the strap down, movement caught Nixon's eye.
Yah know I like to touch
Just as she enjoyed the view of disbelief on Nixon's face, Kagome literally flinched as a large splash exploded behind her, huddling back into Nixon's arms. Luke in his underwear, tied at the ankles and wrists, was definitely a sight burned into her brain.
Yah lovely lady lumps
Won't you get on your knees
It was a landslide as people appeared from the house and jumped into the pool. Laughter escaped her before she could help it. And from the rumbling coming from Nixon's chest, he was thoroughly enjoying this as well.
His hands on her back drew her attention back to him as he closed the clasp.
Smiling, Kagome met him half way as he pulled her in for another kiss.
"We're taking the main bed tonight," He murmured into her lips, not finding the will to part with her even as the Director called out a cut.
Yup.
Definitely worth it.
Blooper:
"Augh!" Kagome slipped on the loose carpet, arms flailing as she fellt back, "Oomph!"
Laughter filled the room as she peaked one eye open to look up at a smiling Nixon. Thankfully, he had saved her from her meeting with the hardwood floors.
"That was sexy," He teased pulling her upright.
"Pfft, and you have enough charm to be a prince," Kagome righted her sweater, swatting his fingers from her side before he could tickle her.
"Oh, I'm the charming fucking prince."
"You couldn't charm your way through-"
"Don't you even finish that Brandon, I know where you fucking sleep!" Nixon pointed at the particular band mate with a threatening eye and finger.
"It's a RV, we all know where we all fucking sleep. We can't go a night without hearing everyone's farts."
"Tell me about it. That shit smells nastier than pig shit in the Georgia heat," Kagome pitched in with a crinkle of her nose.
"Kags!" Nixon nearly had whiplash turning to look at her in horror.
"What?"
Everyone promptly began laughing once again.
Framing Hanley Recording Session:
It was always fun hanging with the boys during their recording sessions, and she was more than happy to go whenever they asked. Today was not an exception.
Kagome curled up into her chair, tucking her knees into her chest as she watched them work.
The music began, the electric guitar fronting.
"She had a dick...then I saw my mistake~,"
The reaction from the recording artist, Nick, and herself was instant. Chuckles rose in the booth as Nixon smiled towards them cheekily.
"What are you talking about, you love my dick!" Kagome retorted, flashing a smirk at Nick as he shook his bald head while laughing.
"Not when it's bigger than my dick, baby~" Nixon drawled into the mic.
"Oh my God, you two. Sing the song, man! You got it," Nick cut in through the laughter.
"Get all whisper-y into your girlfriend's ear-ish," Nick pulled Kagome over, pointing at her ear in emphasis.
"Yeah..." Nixon rubbed his chin as he smiled across the glass window.
"Make her ear drum tickle with your fucking perforated voices."
Even Kagome stared at Nick in disbelief and amusement as he simply turned and turned on the music.
"She had lips~"
"What are you even." Kagome turned away laughing as Nixon began singing in a voice that could only be described as Ernie from Sesame Street.
"Perfect for finger tips~ I watched her as she sipped, her glass of cheap wiiiinnee,~~"
"What the was that?"
"That, babe, is my fucking perforated, mating call."
"The only thing that tickled, was my disbelief. How do you even things done."
"With a pack of beer, a crowbar, and a jar of vasoline."
She hoped the camera crew caught this moment on film.
