We're Not Making Love Anymore
by: Megan
Copyright '02

"Ok, Josh, we found your duet partner." Johnny Wright said as he walked into the conference room. The table of five tired-looking but attentive men turned their attention to him and the baby-blue-eyed brunette looked up.

"You did? Who?"

"Her name is Kit Martinez. She's a new R & B artist and she has a voice perfect for this song." JC's eyes widened.

"Kit? You got Kit to do this?" Johnny, who was sifting through papers, looked up in slight confusion.

"Yeah. Do you know her?"

"Know her? He had the hugest crush on her in high school!" Justin blurted out. JC hit him hard upside the head.

"No one asked you." he hissed. Lance arched his eyebrow slightly.

"She's twenty-one. She was never in high school with you, Josh. How did you know her?" JC sighed.

"She was a freshman the year I was a senior. She was a year ahead of her class."

"You had a crush on a freshman when you were a senior and you didn't do anything about it?" Chris asked. Joey chuckled.

"Kit wasn't the type of girl you just "went for"."

"Yeah. She was.......untouchable." JC said, blushing slightly. Johnny looked around the table, his eyebrow arched.

"You do know this is all about making love, right Josh?"

"Yes, Johnny, I do know that. I may be stupid but when the title is 'We're Not Makin' Love Anymore', one would assume love making would be in the equation." JC said sarcastically.

"I was just checking. 'Cause you have to do a love-making scene with her."

"No shit, Sherlock."

"Hey, don't cock an attitude with me, Joshua. And, off the record, if you mess up things with Bobbi because of Kit, you're gonna fry."

"I know that, Johnny!" JC shouted. Johnny sighed, looking back at his papers. Justin looked at JC.

"Josh, Bobbi's gonna insist on being on set for this."

"I know."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I don't know."

"You do know it wouldn't look too good if you came out of that scene with a hard-on, right?" JC shot him a look and Justin backed down. "Alright, alright. I was just checkin'."

"Look, I care about Bobbi. I don't think Kit would do anything to me to stop that." Justin arched his eyebrow and JC sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Ok, ok. Maybe I should be worried." He closed his eyes, wondering why he hadn't let Justin just take the old Michael Bolton song. Then again, Britney probably wouldn't have agreed to it.

~ * ~

"Ok, so where's this girl?" Chris asked as the five were congregated in thestudio, waiting for Kit to arrive so they could go over the costumes.

"She's coming. She's in a radio interview right now." Johnny said, looking through his briefcase for something.

"Mr. Wright, I apologize for being late! I had a radio interview and then we were mobbed by fans........God I'm so sorry."

The guys looked up to see a drop-dead gorgeous brunette running in, her sleek chocolate hair flying behind her. JC could only stare. He remembered her being beautiful in high school, but in comparison she was a goddess at that moment.

"Kit, don't worry about it. We understand completely." She laughed and turned to the guys. Her eyes lit up when she saw Justin.

"Justy!" she squealed. He smiled and jogged over to her, picking her up in a big bear hug. She smiled, looking into his eyes.

"God, boy, you better not be on steroids 'cause I know I was taller than you last time I saw you!" He chuckled.

"No, it's just all the milk I drink."

"Good for you! Milk does a body good." He laughed.

"It's done you a mountain of good. Look at you! You're absolutely gorgeous!"

"I know! Isn't it great?"

"Yeah!" She laughed and then looked at Joey. He smiled and opened his arms to her.

"Come on, gorgeous. Slap me some sugar." She jumped into his arms and kissed his cheek.

"Hey Joe-Joe. How goes it? How's that absolutely gorgeous girlfriend of yours?"

"She's wonderful."

"And the baby?"

"Equally wonderful."

"Awesome!" Joey laughed before flicking his eyes quickly in the direction of JC. Kit followed his gaze and then smiled. She jumped out of Joey's arms and walked over to JC.

"Hey good-looking. It's been awhile." she said with a smile, hugging him. He held her.

"I know. It's been way too long."

"Well, you know, if you had called....." JC chuckled.

"If you had given me your number......." She laughed.

"Touche. But it's been too long."

Introductions were made between Kit, Lance, and Chris before they settled down for business. JC was taken by how business-like she was and how quickly she understood everything. She was more perfect than he remembered.

~ * ~

"Alright, y'all. We're working on the final scene of the song. Yet this is the most important. It's the flashback to where Kit and JC remember their love making to be amazing. Now, I know you guys might be a little apprehensive about this, but you have to make this look real." Wayne Isham, the director, said to the duet partners as they were standing with the rest of the group.

"Do you honestly have to have this scene in the video? I mean, we don't wanna turn it into a porno, do we?" Bobbi, who had been wary of Kit ever since she had met her, asked for the millionth time. Wayne rolled his eyes.

"Yes, Bobbi, we do have to have this scene. It's the most crucial."

"Fine, fine."

"Alright. JC, Kit, go get changed." Chris scoffed.

"Changed? Into what?" Kit smiled.

"My birthday suit." she said jokingly. Chris smiled.

"Can't wait to see that."

"You wish you could." JC smiled slightly and walked over to his trailer. His girlfriend followed him.

"Joshy, do you honestly have to do this?" she asked, pouting slightly as she ran her hand down his shirt.

"Yes. You heard Wayne. This is the most important scene of the video."

"But you don't have to do it. You could get a double."

"On such short notice? No. And I don't think Kit would feel comfortable with that. We know each other, and that's what makes it more comfortable." Bobbi dropped her hands from his shirt and crossed her arms, sitting on the couch as he pulled his shirt off.

"That Kit. I don't like her. She's too.....I don't know. She seems like such a bitch. I'm sure she's a bitch." JC spun around.

"Don't you ever say anything like that about her! She's one of my closest friends and if you ever insult her again I'm gonna be really pissed." Bobbi, a little put off by his reaction, stood.

"It's not like you're in love with her, is it, Josh? 'Cause, you know, that could lead to some bad things between us."

"Don't fuckin' remind me that you have dirt on me, Roberta. I know you wouldn't hesitate to take it to the press. But don't forget that I know how you got the information."

"Oh come on, Josh. You can't prove that I slept with Tony."

"Yes I can. I can ask him."

"He'll say 'no'."

"Jesus fuckin' Christ, Bobbi, what the hell do you want from me?!"

"I want you to get down on your knee and propose to me."

"No." He shucked his jeans and, wrapping a towel around his waist, looked at her. "The day I propose to you will be the day I kill myself. And that's never."

"You say that now, but you will." she said with a smirk. He walked out of his trailer, trying not to think about the truth to her statement.

"Ok, Josh. You ready?" Justin asked softly as JC walked into the studio. JC sighed.

"Yeah. Yeah, I am."

"Good. Kit's in the bed already." JC took a deep breath.

"Oh boy."

"Don't worry. Bobbi's watchin'. That should stop the hard-on."

"You have no idea how much that will stop the hard-on." Justin chuckled and JC walked over to where Wayne was standing. Wayne smiled slightly at JC.

"I envy you, man." he said. "You're about to pretend to make love to a beautiful woman and it'll all be on tape." JC chuckled.

"Yeah, I wish I were as enthused as you."

"What's up?"

"Her name starts with a B, ends with an I, and has O-B-B in the middle." Wayne laughed.

"Don't worry about the girlfriend. I'll make sure she doesn't bother you."

"Yeah, well, I don't know. Plus, why do I have to wear briefs? I hate these things."

"What, don't you look good in tighty-whities?"

"Shut up." Wayne laughed again.

"Go on. Your co-star is waiting for you in the bed."

"Alright."

JC walked over to where the bed was placed. His heart stopped. Kit was laying there, the blankets just above her cleavage, playing with a strand of her soft brown hair. He bit his lip and walked over to the other side of the bed. He took a deep breath, got under the covers, and shucked the towel. She looked at him.

"You ok, Shaz?" she asked.

"Y....yeah. Just fine." She smiled and looked at the ceiling.

"This is a really big studio." JC looked at her and started laughing. She looked at him. "What? It is." He shook his head.

"No. You're laying almost naked next to me and I'm almost naked and you're commenting on the ceiling." She smiled.

"I was just trying to lighten the situation."

"Yeah, I can see that."

"Alright you two. Ready to make love in front of fifty people?" Wayne called. Kit looked at him.

"No, but that was probably a rhetorical question." she said dryly. He chuckled.

"Yup. Alright, let's start. Kit, I highly doubt you're a virgin and JC, I know you're not a virgin, so just start. You know what to do."

Kit rolled over and lay on her side, smiling down at him as she ran her hand up and down his chest. He smiled, running a hand through her hair as the other cupped her face, leaning in and kissing her. She rolled onto her back, having him fall on top of her. He kissed down her neck and she closed her eyes.

"Cut! You guys, you look to mechanical!" Wayne whined.

"I can't help it! His girlfriend's watching!" Kit complained. Wayne sighed.

"Bobbi, get out." She looked stunned.

"Excuse me?"

"This is a very important scene and if Kit can't concentrate because of you, you have to go."

"But....."

"Just go, Bobbi." Lance said. She glared at him.

"No one asked you."

"Get out, Bobbi, or I'm gonna have to get someone to escort you." Johnny said. She growled, picking up her purse, and walked out. Kit sighed.

"Thank you. The pressure is no longer there."

"Oh God, yes it is." JC whispered, feeling the hard-on start to grow. He tried to think of cold things and Bobbi.......anything to make it go away. But nothing helped.

"Ok. Let's go. Roll 'em!" Wayne said. Kit rolled over to JC and kissed him deeply. He groaned, running his hands up and down her back, still trying to think of cold things.

"Cut! Joshua Chasez, you have to react!" Wayne said in exasperation.

"I can't!" JC whined. "I feel guilty." Kit sighed.

"If he can't work without his girlfriend in here and I can't work with her here, we might as well cut the scene 'cause it's not gonna work."

"No. Let me talk to Josh." Justin said. He jogged over to the bed and knelt in front of his friend.

"I can't do this, Justin. I can't. I'm.....I'm in love with her and I'm afraid that if I react to her, I'll react too well, you know?"

"Josh, I'm gonna say somethin' I know you never thought I'd say. You ready?"

"Yeah."

"Forget Bobbi and fuck Kit senseless. Just trust me on this one." JC arched his eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"Sure, Bobbi has dirt on you. But you have me and Tony backin' you up on how you didn't do the shit she could let out. And if she lets out your sex habits, who cares? Nikki will back up the fact that anythin' bad Bobbi says isn't true. You did sleep with Nikki, right?"

"Yes."

"Ok. There you go." JC sighed.

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes."

"Alright." Justin smiled and walked out of the way. JC turned to Kit.

"You ready?"

"Are you?" she replied. He smiled.

"Yes."

"Alright! Let's go! Roll 'em!" Wayne called. Kit kissed him deeply and he groaned, rolling her over and kissing her back, kissing down her neck and nipping slightly at her shoulders. She sighed, running her hands down his back and he glanced up to see her smiling slightly.

"Cut!" Wayne called. JC looked up.

"What now?!"

"There has to be movement under the covers! We're not shooting a foreplay scene. We're shooting a sex scene. Therefore, sex has to be going on." JC groaned, rolling off Kit and laying on his back.

"Isn't that getting a little personal?" Kit asked.

"Not if you're just acting. Are you two just acting?"

"Yes!" they both called, a little too quickly, as Justin noticed.

"Alright then! Roll 'em."

Yet that time wasn't satisfactory. Nor the next, nor the next. By the twentieth take, Wayne was getting annoyed. He turned to Johnny, suggesting that maybe they do cut that part but Johnny was adamant.

"It's a video about making love. Therefore, there should be a scene with love making." he had said. JC turned to Wayne.

"Give Kit and I a couple of moments to talk, ok?"

"Alright." JC turned to Kit.

"They want sex. We have to get into this. Pretend for a couple of minutes that you like me a lot and that we are having sex, ok? I'll do the same and it'll be over with. Ok?" She smiled slightly.

"Alright."

"Ok, Wayne! We're ready!" JC called.

"Good. Roll 'em!" Wayne called. JC looked at her and kissed her deeply, rolling on top of her, caressing her sides. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes, as he kissed down her neck. Then, all of a sudden, she felt something hard against her spot. She gasped as it pressed hard against her and she finally realized what JC was talking about.

"Work with me." he breathed huskily, starting to grind into her. She gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist and arching her back. He slammed his hips against hers and she arched her back, unable to supress a slight moan. He caught her lips and kept slamming his hips against hers.

"Josh....." she whispered, looking into his eyes and he nodded. He started grinding hard against her, causing her to arch her back.

"Dear Lord...." she whispered, looking into his eyes. "I didn't know you liked me as much as I liked you."

"God, Kit, I thought you knew."

He caught her lips and she felt him touch her. His fingers played with her and all she could do was choke back a moan as she kissed him, moving her hips against his hand, loving every second of it.

He removed his hand and kept dry-fucking her until she clung to him, gritting her teeth as she arched her back, feeling his muscles tense as he came.

"Cut! Print! Damn, people, that was amazing! I was convinced." Wayne said. JC looked down at her.

"My trailer?" he whispered.

"Yes."

They got out of the bed and grabbed their towels. Kit looked at Wayne and bit her lips slightly.

"Can I go change now?" she asked.

"Yes."

She walked off and JC followed her quickly. They walked into his trailer, shut the door, locked it, and then she dropped the towel.

"Fuck the foreplay, Josh. That was foreplay enough. Fuck me now."

"Oh God, yes."

He pressed her against the couch, pulled off her underwear, pulled off his, and then buried himself deep inside her. She gasped, looking into his eyes as he stayed still. She couldn't move. She couldn't breath. The way he felt inside her made her head spin and she wasn't sure whether she was alive or in some temporary state of death by pleasure.

"God, you feel so good." he groaned, starting to move. She gasped, arching her back immediately and kissing him deeply as she met his thrusts. His penetrations were deep and she wrapped her legs around him as she pulled him in deeper, coaxing him to go harder and faster.

"Yes......oh dear Lord...." she moaned, kissing him as she felt her moment approaching. She arched her back and grabbed the back of his head, kissing him hard and deep as she felt herself explode in impassioned bliss. Her body felt liquid hot and she melted into him as she bit into his shoulder.

"Oh.....God......." he groaned, exploding with her, their bodies pressed together until they were unsure where one body ended and the other began. They conformed so well together that it was impossible to conceive that they were not meant for each other.

"Jesus Christ." she whispered when they collapsed together. "That was fuckin' amazing."

"Oh yes." he replied, kissing her neck. "Oh Jesus Christ yes." Then he looked at her. "Would you run if I told you I was in love with you?"

"Would you run if I told you that I was in love with you?" she replied. He smiled.

"Not for the world."

Copyright '02