Even in Shangri-La | By : liebesliedengel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Insane Clown Posse Views: 1956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: "Always Have Juggalo Family"
Author: Liebeslied Engel, copyright © 2006 S.E.J.
Fandom: Psychopathic Records (ICP, Twiztid, Dark Lotus, etc.)
Pairing: n/a
Category: Closer to a drabble this time! I must be improving :P
Rating/Warnings: R for language and allusions to homoeroticism.
Summary: Twiztid gets an earful as J gives Shaggy a break from F.T.F.O.
Disclaimer: "If I didn't see it, it's not illegal!" "I know my rights, you can't prove anything!" ...In other words, this never happened.... "You can't see me!"
Notes: Tie-in vignette to "Get Ya Wicked On." Originally written in May 2006. Enjoy.
Rounding a corner at Psychopathic studios, Madrox and Monoxide both started nodding their heads to a beat eminating from the Lotus Pod. It was steady and hard, a little syncopated now and again, shifting tempo here and there, but that only added to the freshness. They started discussing what track it could be for, since they knew Shaggy was working on F.T.F.O. at that very moment. And in fact, that was their reason for being there, he wanted their help with mixing the vocals they'd laid down for him.
As they reached the door though, something was off. Namely, the "SILENCE PLEASE" sign outside the Pod that automatically switched on when someone was using the equipment. They also didn't hear any music aside from the bass. Or what they'd assumed was bass. They looked at each other, confused, and leaned their ears against the door for a better listen.
They heard panting labored breaths and stifled moans, utterly unmistakable sounds of sex. A grin crept onto Jamie's face and he chuckled nervously.
"Who ya think Joey's got in there, Paulie?" Monoxide couldn't help succumbing to Jamie's infectious smile.
"No clue dog... His wife's outta town though ain't she?" Both faces' impish curiosity wavered as that seed of doubt took root and began to germinate. Shaggy'd been a player back in the day, they both knew that, but that had changed in the last few years.
"Shit," Jamie whispered. "...Hey, take a peek through the glass man, see if you can tell." The small square window in the door was heavily tinted, but pressing one's face close against it was often enough to at least make out forms. Monoxide nodded, cupped his hands around his eyes, and leaned in.
"I can't-- Whoa what the--!!" Monoxide dropped his hands and backed slowly from the door. "Jamie, you look, tell me if I'm seein' things." Jamie looked perplexed again but stepped forward.
"Why? What'd you-- holyyyfuck! Is that--?"
"I think so dog."
"Naw it ain't cuz--"
"Joey..." Jay's easily recognizable voice floated out to them and their eyes went wide. Their faces flushed a deep crimson and they stood against the wall, away from the door. The pounding they'd mistaken for bass doubled in speed for a few moments then trailed off with a few final slams. If it weren't for the blood rushing to their ears in chagrin, they'd have heard both voices in the booth cry out in ecstasy.
For several minutes all was quiet again, except for a new beat, their hearts slamming in their chests. Neither could help the memories of the Man's Myth tour prodding at their brains. Had they been more composed, they might have realized all this meant was that Jay and Shaggz were just as close as they were, felt exactly the same towards each other that they did. But they weren't composed, and so both tensed up when they saw the door handle begin to turn.
When Jay opened the door of the booth, Monoxide and Jamie tried unsuccessfully to avoid his glance. He stopped and looked at them, unable to counter the smirk creeping onto his face.
"How long y'all been there?" He asked casually. The blush on both of the other men deepened.
"Long enough," Monoxide blurted out. Madrox smacked his arm and gave him a look. Jay only chuckled.
"Well," he said, shrugging and starting to walk away, "Have ta get them creative juices goin' somehow."
The duo looked at each other, and could see the memories in each other's eyes. Jamie bit his lip, and Monoxide resisted the urge to growl and pounce as he grabbed at the bulge in his pants.
"What the fuck y'all waitin for, get yer asses in here!" Shaggy called from the booth.
"Later," Monoxide mouthed to Jamie, who in turn had to choke back a moan. He turned, and led the way into the Lotus Pod. The scents of sweat and sex greeted them, but now intermingled with Shaggy's cigarette.
"Fuck, gimme one-a those," Monoxide said hurridly, scooping up the pack.
"Pass 'em this way Paulie," Jamie chimed in just as Shaggz turned on the track they were going to work on.
"Dat's some hot shit ya got goin' there Joey." Jamie gave Monoxide another look as the words left his lips. Shaggy looked at the pair out of the corner of his eye and smirked.
"Sure as fuck is boys."
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