╰┈☆ In the closet ☆┈╯
dangerous era Michael Jackson
Summary: Naomi couldn't make on the set for the music clip In the closet.. So Michael's crew had to call someone urgently to try and make it work, to not waste too much time and money for it all.. The only person that answered was Y/N, a famous Victoria's secret model, used to provocative content so she was thrilled to make it.
Content: Shy Michael, flustered, giggles, kissing.. making out ?? A bit of touchy feely, slight exhibitionist, getting caught..
(RRAAAHHH MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN YALL)
Michael was getting ready, his hair stylist neatly taking care of doing his sleek back ponytail. He was slightly shaking his shoulders left and right, humming his song In the closet. He's been waiting for weeks to shoot this video clip for his song, he was very excited to say the least. He's been imagining it, his vision for it was crystal clear as usual.. sensual.. intense.. and of course groovy.
His personal makeup artist was taking care of making his vitiligo patches on his face invisible when his manager walked up to him
"Mike, unfortunately Naomi Campbell is not going to make it.. her manager says the schedules got mixed up and she has to attend a runaway today in Paris." he said, his voice dead serious. Michael's eyes slightly widen as he looked up at him, the makeup artist stopping her work
"What ?" he said, his eyebrows furrowing slightly
"Yeah.. but we're trying our best with the rest of the crew to find someone last minute.." he mumbled, glancing down at his phone every now and then
Michael felt some worry stir up in his gut.. He's been waiting for this for a while now.. not to talk about the budget they'd already spent for the crew, the background ect..
He walked around the set, back and fourth, nervously as he watched his whole team fuss around to find someone to play in the video last minute urgently. Then his assistant finally ran up to him, phone still in hand
""Mister Jackson ! We have someone that answered, Y/N L/N." she said, handing the phone to Michael, which he urgently grabbed and brought to his ear
"Hello ! This is Michael, thank you so much for answering.." he said, sounding a bit too happy to finally have some positive news. On the other line he heard some soft chuckling
"Why of course sir Michael.." she said, he could practically hear her smile as she spoke
"You're in a bit of a mess right now from what I've heard.."
"Y-yeah.."
"You're lucky i'm in the erea right now.. i'll be there in 20"
"Thank you so much.. you have no idea how glad i am right now"
"Of course darling"
Then she hung up, Michael slightly flustered by her pet names and how casual she sounded.. it made him feel somewhat normal, like he wasn't this huge world known star. He kind of liked it..
On the other side of the phone, Y/N's cheeks were bright red.. Why did i just talk like that to MICHAEL JACKSON. She felt so embarrassed.. She wanted to appear composed and somehow cool. After all she WAS a fairly known model. She'd posed for Victoria's Secret, went on the runaway.. She was no model, she was a SUPERMODEL, yet her hands were slightly shaking on her lap by the thought of getting to be side by side with Michael.. what she didn't know just yet was that she was going to dance with him… and dance a certain way..
She waited impatiently in her car, her legs bouncing as she felt some beads of sweat roll down her forehead.. Then she finally arrived on set, her bodyguard helped her out of the car, she quickly brushed her a strand of her hair back so try and look presentable.. trying to fade the obvious nervous look on her face she tried very hard to hide. She passed the door of the studio, smiling at the crew that greeted her and thanked her for coming. The stylist quickly took her to give her a suitable outfit for the clip.
"Here, this is what Naomi Campbell was supposed to wear for the clip, it should fit you" he said with a smile
"Naomi huh ? I almost feel bad for you guys that you're ending up with me in the end.." she said with a smirk, grabbing the clothes to go put them on
"Nonsense, you're more than enough".
Y/N put on the outfit in the dressing room, she looked back at the big mirror with a small smile and a blush.. IT was a simple white miniskirt and white tank top with a cleavage that left very little for the mind to wander. She was used to revealing outfit, hell she's had shootings in lingerie.. this was nothing, but it was definitely not what she thought..
When she walked out, the hairstylist and makeup artist quickly dragged her, both working on her at the same time to not waste any more time. Again Y/N was used to being rushed to go on stage for runaways, so she stood still and let them do their work. When they were finally done, Y/N got up and walked on set, ready to be briefed for the filming.. Michael nowhere in sight yet. the director smiled up at Y/N
"Great ! Thank you so much for coming in.. you were our last hope"
"What a nice way to put it.." she responded with a small playful smirk, the director shook his head and chuckled
"We're going to let you hear the song a first time so you can understand a bit.. and then the choreographer will show you what to do"
Y/N nodded and sat down on a chair as the sound director played the song for the first time for her ears. She bobbed her head, smiling. Michael finally came out, he was sipping on a glass of orange juice with a straw.. When he saw her, his eyes lit up. He smiled and quickly walked up to her
"Hi ! Y/N, thank you so much for coming.. sorry for the late call, we really needed someone" he said with his cute giggle. Y/N swallowed hard, trying her best not to stutter in front of him..
"I'm happy to be here" she said in a soft voice, offering him a smile. When the song finally ended, she whistled
""Now that's a sexy song.." she said in a lower voice as she stood up, giggling. Michael gently bit his lip and nodded, his cheeks slightly reddening.. The choreographer finally walked up to them, he politely greeted Y/N and started explaining exactly what she was going to do..
Y/N's face turned red for a second as she listened to him.. They wanted her to do WHAT ? WITH Michael ?! She couldn't refuse now, she was already here ready to shoot, but it's true that the thought of dancing so close to Michael felt.. very flustering to say the least. But. She was a professional. Plus, Michael's a very good looking man so.. it wasn't all bad after all.. Plus she was used to provocative content.
Y/N finally smiled, feeling a bit shy but excited to do it. She smirked up at Michael
"and they say you're all shy and stuff.."
"i-it's.. you don't have to do it if you don't want to-.."
"Oh no i'll gladly do it. Have you ever seen some of my work ?"
"no not really.. sorry"
Her smirk widened at his words, she let out a soft chuckle as she walked up on set in front of the camera
"Good.. keep it a surprise"
His head slightly tilted to the side in confusion as he walked behind the cameraman..
the first few scenes was just background shots and slow shots of her in this slightly suggestive position and heavy breathing for the first few seconds of the song. Michael finally walked on the set to make his appearance on the drop.
The clip is a bunch of a lot of clips all pu together, so it took a while to film every shots.. but it was fun nonetheless.
The director gave some directions for the both of them, which they followed.. both of them keeping it professional even though they both couldn't help but slightly giggle between takes.
In this particular take.. they were standing together, the light in front of them so only their dark silhouette would appear on camera.
Y/N was on her knees in front of Michael, the song playing in the background as the camera rolled. Her hands slowly sliding up his thighs.. his lap.. slowly up his chest as she brought herself up toi stand in front of him.. When she reached his eye level, she inched their faces closer, teasing the audience by almost brushing their noses with each other from how close they were. When the director shouted CUT, both Y/N and Michael chuckled. Y/N's shoulder relaxed as she put her hands on his shoulder
They both walked off the set, the makeup artist slightly retouching both of their makeup toi fix the slight shimmer of their sweat from dancing.
"See, you're not half bad at this" he said with a chuckle. Y/N shook her head, a smile on her face betraying her.
The director walked up to them
""Hey.. we thought about this scene that would look really good, but you don't have to accept" he said, the two stars looked up at him listening
""See.. we thought that.. if you would maybe kiss when the instrumental came on.." he started.
Michael's cheeks became bright red while Y/N's stayed fairly normal. I mean.. she did makeout with other men for the sake of content.. women as well. The idea of kissing wasn't that much of a big deal anymore for her. She glanced up at Michael's slightly flustered look and giggled
"Don't act like it's your first time kissing a woman for the camera" she teased, nudging at his shoulder.
"i-.." he tried to say shyly before looking away.
When they stood back on set, Michael swallowed hard, taking a deep breath. Shooting kiss scenes always slightly made him nervous, he hasn't done it a lot, but enough so he would remember that feeling.. butterflies in his tummy, but not the same as when he got to make out with a girl for the first time.. it's different, but just as thrilling.
When the music went back on and the little light of the camera shinned, indicating it was rolling, Y/N put her hand on his jaw as she brought her lips closer. Her eyes shutting, Michael's hand reached up her cheek to gently cup her face as she pressed her lips against his. His hand gently grabbing her bare waist as he pulled her closer so their chest would touch..
The kiss lasted for a few seconds, Y/N's lips moving against his slightly more shy ones. She was used to it, she pressed her body against his a bit harder, her breast pushing up slightly against his chest, making him blush as he tried to stay focused.. trying hi best to ignore the way his pants felt tighter all of a sudden..
When the director shouted cut again, Michael stayed an extra second before pulling away, his hands lingered on her face before he let go. He blushed cutely as he looked away for a few seconds, putting the back of his hand against his lips. Y/N giggled, gently pulling him in for a quick hug
The director praised them, telling them that it looked good on camera. But Y/N couldn't help but notice the slight buldge that formed in his pants. She grinned, not bringing it up just yet, she looked back up at the director, nodding at his next directions to keep on.
She obviously played about the fact that he was getting slightly turned on. Her dances getting more suggestive.. her hands roaming all over his body.. her lips grazing the back of his ear when she stood behind him while he danced, her hands caressing his chest.. Between two shots, he let out a huff of air
"You're going to kill me.." he said under his breath. Y/N only giggled softly and whispered in his ear
"oh.. I think you're the one that could kill someone with it.." she said, Michael looked back at her with a confused look. Y/N's eyes slowly drifted down to his pants with a grin, his eyes widen as he quickly looked away, his face turning red. Y/N only laughed, gently tapping his shoulder playfully
"I'm just joking with you babe" she said between her giggles, Michael still blushing deeply.. He gulped, taking advantage of his makeup artist coming up to fix his makeup to look away and avoid any more embarrassing moments right now.
They shot the remaining scenes they needed to. After a few hours, Michael walked up to the filming crew to check on the shots they had filmed.. Finally satisfied with the result. He smiled and nodded, his crew praising him and Y/N for it. she stepped off set, taking a sip of water in her bottle, Michael walked up to her shyly
"Hey.. thank you for all this, you were amazing" he said, his voice soft and smooth as usual. Y/N smiled up at him
"No, thank you ! This was so fun" she said, making Michael smile as well
"I'm glad you enjoyed it"
"You didn't ?"
"N-no ! I mean y-yes I did, that's not what I meant-"
"you look like you did.." his face turned red again at her comment and her flirty smirk
"stop teasing me.." he mumbled. Y/N chuckled
"you're too easy to tease.."
"i-it's just that.. you know.. we did all that.. and you're an attractive woman.." he said shyly
"Aw.. you really think so ?"
"Of course.. who wouldn't.."
That made her blush a bit, she bit her lips and gently brought him closer and pressed a kiss on his cheek, leaving a lipstick mark on his skin.
"You're a sweetheart" she said in a lower, smoother voice. He slightly froze at the kiss, he reached up to gently graze the mark on his cheek with the tip of his fingers. Y/N looked at him.. up and down slowly with a lip bite
"you're a pretty handsome man yourself.."
"you're just saying that.. to flirt.."
"no, I mean it" she said, her smile softening, becoming less teasy. "I've seen my share trade of pretty men.. you're definitely cute" Michael giggled, scratching the back of his neck, his hand inched closer towards her hip.. as if instinctively. He always yearned for physical contact, always holding hands , touching shoulders or legs when sitting with his friends, family or previous girlfriends.. So seeing her standing so pretty in front of him, he had to hold himself back from grabbing her. He tried to stay somewhat professional.
Y/N looked around before she smirked and stepped closer
"So um.. you're single right ?" she asked playfully. Michael let out a nervous laugh, his cheeks were already red but if it could blush any further it would.. He looked down at her, gently shaking his head
"such a flirt.."
"just for you"
They both exchanged eye contact for a few seconds.. maybe a bit too long, the tension between them building.. the didn't even realize they were standing a bit closer now. Y/N looked down at him again before giggling, looking back up at him with a cheeky smirk
"..that looks painful.." she said, referring to his buldge in his pants, he looked down as well.. he then looked away, clearing his throat
"a-a bit.." he admitted, his breathing getting slightly heavier as she stood closer to him again.. Her hand gently reached his own, her fingers touching his making his breath hitch as he looked down at her, his eyebrows coming together in a light frown as his neediness screamed in him.
She grabbed his hand, dragging him to rush backstage so they'd hide behind a corner. She giggled softly as she put her other hand to rest on his chest
"Y/N.." he whispered, looking around to see if anyone was here
"Oh come on.. you're the boss ain't ya" she said with a smirk
"well.. y-yeah.. but it's still awkward if anyone sees.."
Y/N cooed him, her hand on his chest sliding up to touch his jawline. Her swallowed hard, his hands finally resting on her hips, his eyes drifting down her cleavage for a seconds before looking away shyly. Y/N noticed, her shoulders shaking as she giggled
"No need to be so shy.. you know millions of people have seen more of just this.." she said, inching closer, her lips now barely brushing against his, teasing him..
Until he finally pulled her close by her waist, his lips crashing against hers. One of his hands coming up to tangle in her curls, she tried to muffle her whimper as she kissed him back, their lips parting as he made the first step to explore her mouth with his tongue.. she looked up at him, a bit surprise by his sudden boldness. She presse he body against his, her hips bucked against his making him whimper as well.. his buldge pressing against her thigh.
He moved so he would press her against the wall now, the hand in her hand let go so he could grab her hand to press it against the wall as well, his fingers intertwining with her as they kept kissing, both getting more lost in the moment. He moved much less as shy as moments ago, he was pressing his chest against hers just so he could feel her breast push up against his. Their lips still moving against each other as their tongues dances a frantic tango together.. They made soft whimpers together, not realizing they were a bit loud than they'd thought they were. And they stayed hidden long enough for Michael's crew to start wondering where the both of them went.
Until of course, they both heard a soft gasp.. When their eyes opened again, they both looked back at Michael's assistant, who was holding a cup of orange juice he had earlier requested. She tried to find him to give it to him.. the three of them stared at each other for a few moments before she cleared her throat and walked away, her cheeks reddening as she had just walked in on her very boss making out with someone..
Michael and Y/N looked back at each other, their eyes slightly wide. Michael's face was now red as he let out a sigh, he rested his forehead on her shoulder.. deeply embarrassed meanwhile Y/N was now laughing, gently holding him in her arms
"God I'm embarrassed.." he mumbled, his voice slightly shaking. Y/N kept giggling, rubbing his back reassuringly
"I think my manager is also looking for me.. I gotta leave.." she said under her breath, Michael looked up at her, a small pout on his lips
"Who's going to take care of me" His words made her smile, she shook her head and giggled
"i'll call you tonight.. sir Jackson"
Michael bit his lip and let go of her, nodding at her words as he took one last good look of her before walking away with her again..