"I'm confused!" I exclaimed with my not casted hand in my hair. "Do I come in on the beat or after?" Everybody groaned as the sound technician cut the track. "I'm sorry!"
"Y/n, I am going to slaughter you with my fucking drum stick in a fucking second." Vivian nearly growled out, her head falling against the mic stand as she huffed. "At least this Netflix series will be amazingly filled with bloopers."
"All the bloopers are Y/n.." Dana mumbled jokingly.
To explain the Netflix project, we partnered up with them to make a small documentary sort of thing. It would be a three episode/part series with the build up to our first performance back together. The BBMAs.
We were shocked when they came to us with the idea because we didn't expect to have it as big as they were making it. But apparently they broke the news and in return, the internet broke.
A lot of people were happy with it and I was as well. It wouldn't be no Beyoncé Homecoming but it was going to be something. I knew what the stresses of preparing a performance came with and they were about to see a lot of laughs, lot of tension, and a lot of frustration. Especially if this was our comeback.
But one thing Netflix did well was conceal what this project would be on. Our performance was a complete secret to the world except for us, our lovers, and our workers. It would definitely be something big.
"Ok, from the top. Vivian.." Our stage director nodded at her after he continuously explained to me when to come in. I think I got it now.
Vivian stood at the mic with the guitar. Yes, she was playing the guitar. It would only last for the first couple of minutes before her and Ellie switched places and she went back to her drum kit. I definitely liked the idea.. but it was too confusing for me. I had to come in after Viv finished her verse and the count kept throwing me the fuck off.
I knew I could get it though... maybe after the first twelve times.
"Y/n!" I snapped my head up when I saw everyone looking at me expectingly. Thirteen..
"Did I miss my cue again?" I saw purple hair flash and I quickly turned, taking off in the opposite direction as Vivian ran after me. "Stop it, you damn giraffe!"
"You're taller than me!" She exclaimed before wrapping her arms around my shoulder and dragging me to the ground.
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"Mi amor?" I whispered in the dark as I slowly climbed into the bed. Her tousled hair covered majority of her face along with the blanket. I pushed the thick strands away before pecking her forehead softly. "Babyy."
She groaned before shoving her face into the pillow. I chuckled softly and moved my lips down to her neck. "Why are you turned on every damn hour?" She huffed out.
I smirked and raise my head slightly to capture her opening eyes. "I'm not horny.." Her breath hitched when I slid my fingers into her underwear. "Just hungry." I then continued to kiss down her body, making sure to go as slow and passionately as possible.
"T-the kids-"
"Are asleep." I answered in a whisper, starting to pull the sheets over me, continuing my way down. "Just relax, Queen."
Pulling her left leg over my shoulder, I kissed over her thigh, lightly nipping every other peck. Her hands draped through my hair from the sensations I was giving her, which egged me on even more.
I hooked my fingers on her panties before pulling them down her legs and letting them pool at her ankles. I couldn't necessarily see but I knew I did something right when I heard a muffled moan fall from her lips.
