The Concept

Creation

Why was she stroking my face? Christine wondered to herself and concentrated on her movements with Stevie, after she brushed her bangs delicately, her fingers played over Stevie's chest a little too much she thought. Christine knew Greta was going with their warner brother's chief, they'd been to one of the bands shows on the last tour and if they were still together it must be pretty serious, but from the subtle stares she was receiving Christine thought she was either now totally paranoid or Greta was another way inclined. She looked at Stevie again who seemed totally oblivious, absent mindedly playing with one of Mick's shirt buttons. The camera soon flashed away and Christine dropped the thought.

"That's great, Lindsey just tilt you head forward a little," Greta called as she shot. She moved behind the camera that was closest to Mick. "Stevie, Christine, can you both bring your faces closer together on Mick's chest." She coaxed them until they were practically nose to nose. Then continued to take stills.
"Stevie, what have you been eating?" Christine asked quietly, now so close she was inhaling Stevie's breath. "Pineapple." Stevie replied "Why?"
"You smell nice, that's all." Christine said wondering herself why she'd asked.
Stevie lifted her face and whispered in Christine's ear so that Mick couldn't hear. "It's supposed to make you taste good too." It took Christine a second to work out what she meant and when she did she blushed. Stevie moved back to her position on Mick's chest and giggled dirtily.
"Stevie take Christine's hand and lace your fingers together on her lap." Greta instructed and Stevie intwined her tiny hand with Christine's still chuckling softly.
"What's funny?" Mick asked Christine, bored and tracing circles on her lower back.
"Not a thing." She replied quickly, shooting a look at Stevie who giggled harder.

Greta caught all of this on film enjoying the honest moments. One more like this and it was time to go for the kill shot.
"Okay now can you both kiss Mick lightly on the cheek." Greta directed.
"Oh i bet this is what you had planned all along Fleetwood." Christine said teasing, as her and Stevie came eye level with him.
"Well being the manager does have it's perks." Mick replied smirking and Christine kissed him chastely on the lips, laughing at his honesty. John and Lindsey didn't appear to care, and as they had been smoking a joint the entire time, they really didn't. Greta did a couple of shots then built up the nerve for the next set.

"Okay, last one." She promised coming from behind the camera. She helped Christine and Stevie up, telling them to walk around for a minute as they'd been sitting down for so long. She then had Mick sit at the table between John and Lindsey and a faux dinner was served, although it was real food that they started to eat, realizing how hungry they were at the sight. With the boys eating and chatting about nonsense Greta turned her attention back to the girls.

"Christine could you wear flats for this shot?" She asked "I don't want to height difference to be too pronounced."
"Of course." Christine said happy to take her aching feet out of platforms.
"For once you're too tall instead of me being too short." Stevie joked and Christine poked her affectionately.
Greta manoeuvred them in front of the fire place. Without heels on Christine was near enough the same height as Stevie in massive platforms.
She had Stevie stand in front of Christine and hook an arm around her neck, hand twisted in her hair. Christine was then told to place her opposite arm around Stevie's waist and Greta made the usual adjustments to their hair before tilting both their chins gently so their eyes met directly. "Try not to break eye contact" she said and softly pushed their bodies closer together as she walked away.
At this point Christine had had a little too much german wine and her earlier thoughts flooded back through her mind and flurried panic flashed in her eyes. Stevie looked at her quizzically for reassurance when Greta walked away, she gave her a small smile and Stevie responded with a little 'oh well' kind of shrug, they were stuck like this for a while.

Not that she would have admitted it to him, but Stevie was still turned on from John's little groping session and now she was pressed up against Christine, and not allowed to break eye contact what was that about? She thought as she played with Christine's hair.
God i wish she'd stop doing that. Christine complained to herself exhaling heavily against Stevie's cheek closing her eyes before remembering Greta's command, and opening them quickly. Confronted with Stevie's big brown eyes she couldn't take it anymore.

Stevie realized what she had been doing when she felt Christine's warm breath on her skin and heard the tiny moan as she closed her eyes. When her crystal blue eyes met Stevie's again. She felt one thing. Lust.

The both lunged at each other in the same moment. Lips meeting and mouths opening instantly with contact. Christine's arms wrapped tightly around Stevie's waist as they explored each others mouths with tongues of fire. Strong moans and deep intakes of breath were heard by everyone as they kissed hungrily, completely forgetting their surroundings.

Mick had been watching intently, silently praying this would work, Lindsey and John kept on incessantly about football or soccer as Lindsey continued to call it much to John's disgust, but Mick paid attention only to the girls. When he saw Christine close her eyes he thought by her expression alone that it might be about to happen, yet when it did the disbelief was written all over his face.

John and Lindsey had been trying to get Mick to reply when they suddenly saw him turn white and followed the direction of his gaze before dropping their jaws in stunned silence. Greta caught the kiss and their reactions to it on film and the perfect rumours cover was created.