Quinn's POV
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper, started playing on the speakers. As I came out of the curtain and started dancing down to the ring. "Your not gonna inspire any boners that way." He smirked. Dam him. I was having fun! "First I don't want to 'inspire boners'. And secondly, I thought it was a fun song to come out to."
"You said that your manager wants you to be sexier and that song isn't sexy." He was still smiling, that stupid smug look. Like he knows everything.
"Fine, I'll just play my backup song." I went up to the girl running the mic and told her the new song. Cyclone by Baby Bash.
I started to dance around rolling my hips. And shaking EVERYTHING. "Better, but still not sexy enough." What I didn't know at the time was he was just fucking with me with that commit. "Oh, and what would YOU have me come out to?" I said sacristy. I know it was a bad idea, saying something like that to him, eminently after it came out of my mouth. All I could think was he was going to screw with me. "How about some Def Leppard, 'Pour some sugar on me' would DEFIANTLY inspire some boners."
I don't know if I say it often enough but 'Dam him!' "Fine you want me to RELLY 'inspire a boner'?" He started nodding like an excided puppy. "Then I have the perfect song for you than." I grinned at him as I told the mic girl to play 'Closer' by Nine Inch Nails.
Sexual song ahead
I immediately started grinding on Mox while the music played.
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, I've go no soul to sell.
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself.
I whispered the chorus in his ear, while running my fingers through his hair.
"I want to fuck you like an animal.
I want to feel you from the inside.
I want to fuck you like and animal.
My whole existence is flawed.
You get me closer to God."
I turned around and started grinding my back into his front. Holding his head close to my neck, and his hands on my hips.
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 you tear down my reason, help me it's you sex I can smell.
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else.
I turned back around to whisper the chorus in his ear again. Rapping my leg around his hip and grabbing a fist full of his shirt this time.
"I want to fuck you like an animal.
I want to feel you from the inside.
I want to fuck you like and animal.
My whole existence is flawed.
You get me closer to God."
Running my hands through his hair, I continued to grind on him. Not that he really minded. It was kinda obvious by his pants bulging out.
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.
(Instrumental)
"Is this inspiring enough for you Jon?" I moaned in his ear. I started painting and breathing hard on his neck, trying to arouse him even more.
"Oh, its defiantly inspiring something! You really wanna play this game with me, Darlin'? 'Cuz I can play it a whole lot better than you"
"What's wrong Jon are you getting hot? Is it because of the AC, or just 'cuz I'm next to you?"
You get me closer to god.
Help me get away from myself.
I kept grinding and teasing him more and more, while his hands griped my hip and ass almost hard enough to leave bruises.
You get me closer to god.
Help me get away from myself.
You get me closer to god.
Everyone from back stage had come out during the second song. And when the last song finally finished they all erupted in applause, wolf whistles, and most of the guys calling out for an encore.