Hey People, this is a random story, I just thought I'd post it because I have nothing else to do…and the only other story I'm concentrating on is 'You're a Monster'. So here goes…

WARNING: lots of OOCness! Oh and lemon first time…you no like, no read…well you read and you'll start to get the part where they begin…and you can scroll past it…lol

Model Behaviour

Chapter One – Where is it?

"Where the fuck is it?" Raymond Kon glared at Max Tate.

The blonde simply shrugged and turned away.

Ray growled, kicked at his chair and started turning the place upside down "If you don't give me back my cell phone now someone or some people are going to get fired!"

Kai stopped gritting his teeth, his swatted away the make-up artist and approached Ray "Why are you always shouting? No-one has your damn cell phone"

"Get away from me Kai" Ray breathed heavily "Fuck! Give it to me!" he screamed.

The staff on set began scrambling around looking for the model's phone. Ray folded his arms and threw a pout. People started panicking even more as Ray let out a huff

Tyson Granger walked in to the set ten metres away, yawning, he was tired. He was up all night the previous night developing photos for the new campaign ad. Tyson adjusted his hat and took a sip of the triple espresso coffee. He prayed today no-one was throwing a hissy fit. No it was too late to pray. People were rushing round set.

"What's going on?"

"Ray"

"Fired"

"us!"

Were a few of the words he picked up as people scattered past him, he frowned and shook his head and looked over at Ray who was looking in his bag.

"Oh!" the tall, ebony haired guy called out "it was in my bag!" he pulled out a slim black phone and pressed a few numbers and started talking.

Tyson breathed through his nostrils and started setting up his camera "Hilary!" he called out, a few seconds later he was bumped into and Tyson lunged to grab his camera.

"Sorry Tyson" Hilary sighed "it's just been hectic"

"Really?" Tyson glanced over to Max who was now arguing with wardrobe "how so?"

"Ray has been very temperamental; Max has been arguing with everyone, you're lucky you're late because Kai only arrived five minutes before you…" Hilary looked close to tears.

"Yeah sorry, I had to develop those beach photos" Tyson yawned again.

"No problem" Hilary nodded "what can I help you with?"

"Please get me another coffee, no sugar or milk I don't want to lessen the effects of the caffeine, actually mix the coffee with Red Bull and oh get me a brownie"

"Are you sure?" Hilary raised an eyebrow "You don't want a heart attack due to all that caffeine?"

"Don't ask, just do, please"

Hilary rolled her eyes and walked away.

"Ok people" Tyson called out and waved his arms "get the Pre-Madonna's on set!" Tyson waited but nobody responded... he sat down and sighed he did not sign up for shit like this. A few minutes later Max Tate, Raymond Kon and a moody Kai Hiwatari appeared the three best models in the whole modelling world right now and all of them very…difficult.

"How come Kai gets to go there?" Max complained, he pointed to Kai who was kneeling, one leg up close to his chest and his arm rested on it.

Tyson made a face "who gives a shit?"

"I don't like the way you swear" Ray said firmly

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…and fuck" Tyson snapped.

"I want to switch places with Kai" Max whined.

"No, you can't!" Tyson growled "Now pose or else!"

"Or else what" Ray made a face.

Tyson clicked his camera.

"Oh. My. God." Ray gasped "You didn't just take that photo!"

"I did, now pose or else people will no longer see you as the face of Ralph Lauren but rather as the ugly face"

Max and Ray pouted, while Kai remained calm, Tyson clicked away, happy at least one of the hundred photos he took should be satisfactory.

"Ok it's a wrap now fuck off!"

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"What are you doing in my limo" Ray scowled as Kai and Max crawled in.

"It's not just your limo, it's the agency's" Max corrected and he sat down and flicked his blonde hair.

Ray growled and took out his phone and started texting. The limo started moving and for a few seconds they all sat in silence until…

"Who you texting?" Max asked innocently

Ray was about to open his mouth and say 'mind your own business' but Kai answered for him.

"He's probably texting that hussy of a model called Mariah"

Max sniggered and Ray turned and glared at Kai "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"I think they're a waste of time" Kai answered smartly.

"That's because your gay, gay, gay!" Ray said.

"And you're so immature" Kai shook his head.

"Whatever" Max rolled his eyes and the limo slowed down and he grabbed his bag "hope I don't see you losers anytime soon"

"The feelings mutual kid" Kai growled.

Ray snorted and continued texting away. Kai looked out the window, gazing at the building that went past. The limo slowed and he saw someone he recognized, it was that girl, Tyson's assistant? Well something. He leaned towards the window a little bit and stared at her. Emily? Was that her name? Something ending with a 'y'. He caught his breath as he caught a sight of her big soulful eyes. Wow he had never seen eyes so big… whatever, too bad the rest of her was kinda ugly.

"Hey" Ray jabbed at the intercom button "Drop me off at the 'Model Physique' agency, I wanna see my baby" he smirked at Kai.

Kai shuddered; Ray's 'baby' Mariah was the latest addition to the 'Model Physique agency'. She was pink, very pink. Had pink hair and was always sporting pink clothes. Kai didn't know why they signed her up as a model; the only thing special about her was her big boobs.

XxXxXxXxXx

Hilary got home and slammed the door of her apartment. She leaned against the door and slid down to the floor and she began to doze off when her phone started ringing, her dug into her pocket and pulled out the vibrating phone.

"Hello?"

"Hilary Tabiana? The contract co-ordinator? "

"Erm, yes" Hilary groaned inwardly, no rest for those that worked in the fashion world.

"This is Mary Suthers, the advertising manager for Ralph Lauren"

"Oh yes" she sat up "how can I help you?"

"I wanted to remind you about the party later tonight, that you will be required to get there early"

"Oh yeah" she had completely forgotten "I'll be there for 9?"

"Yes, please do, thank you" and she hung up.

"Goodbye to you too" Hilary muttered.

Hilary was a 'contract co-ordinator'. That meant she co-ordinated schedules, events, shoots etc. for advertising campaigns for whichever company had hired her. That meant covering every little thing that was for a campaign ad. Her job was very…wide. One day she might be wardrobe or make-up advisor filling in, or she would be photographer's assistant, messenger girl and sometimes scapegoat. The job was good, no very good pay but sometimes she didn't think it was worth it. She stared at her clock. It was just past 6; she would sleep for two hours wake up and go.

Hilary woke up a little past eight and groaned, she felt a little better but her body seemed to be stuck to the bed. She picked up her beside phone.

"Hello, Rivera Cabs"

"Yes, I'd like a cab to take me to a party for 9 o'clock."

"Yes, where is the party?"

"Pierside warehouse"

"Sure thing it will be there around quarter to"

"Great" Hilary got up and walked into her shower; she quickly soaped herself and rinsed off. She did her make-up and pulled out a black Chanel dress. One of the perks of her jobs, practically unlimited free couture.

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"Mom, I don't want to go" Max whined, it was now 9 o'clock.

Judy Tate placed her hands on her Versace-leather clad hips and tutted at her son "Max, do you know how hard I have worked to get you to where you are today?"

"Real hard" Max muttered.

"Going to this party can only boost your reputation" She scolded him.

"Fine, fine" Max mumbled 'enough with the pushing' unfortunately for Max his mother was one of those obsessive sports type mum's except replace modelling with sports.

"Wear, that new shirt I bought you, it brings out your eyes"

"It brings out your eyes" Max mimicked. Max pulled off his t-shirt and inspected his toned body in the mirror.

"Max do more weights define your V-shape your losing it"

"Mom!" Max yelled out in surprise and backed away "Get out! I'm changing!"

"Oh for Pete's sake" she rolled her eyes "you teenagers think you know everything"

"Mom I'm 18 I'm not a teenager"

"Yes you are now change or else!"

XxXxXxXxXx

"Hilary"

Hilary jumped and turned and groaned "Tyson you came I thought you said these sort of affairs were demeaning"

"Ssh man, every designer is here and I'm running out of gigs…you look nice" he noted casually.

"Thanks"

"Why are you hiding in the corner?"

"Because this way I can relax and nobody can boss me around"

Ray passed them and didn't even regard them; actually he didn't even see them he was looking for his girlfriend. He didn't have to push past anyone; a glare from Ray's golden eyes was enough to clear a building.

"Mariah!" he called out.

"Ray!" she pecked him on the cheek on both sides

Ray frowned; he wasn't one of her stupid model friends. He was your boyfriend damnit! He tried to slip an arm round her waist but Mariah had already moved on to someone else, and was pecking them on the cheek. Ray fell in beside her and waited very impatiently for her to finish.

"Oh you look fab!" Mariah cooed and waved her away, she turned to Ray face dark "That is the most ugly dress I've ever since and it makes her hips look like boats"

Ray never understood Mariah's bitchiness. Ray would have said what he thought of the dress to the wearer not say a different story all together. He pulled her closer "C'mon we can get away for a few minutes"

"What do you have in mind?"

"So much" and he led her away towards the toilets.

The corridor to the toilets were empty, mostly because the people trying to get to the toilets had collapsed in a drunken daze. Ray grabbed Mariah and kissed her hard, with their lips still connected Ray led her through a door he wasn't sure which toilets but they practically fell through a cubicle. They forced the door shut. Mariah pulled away and unclipped a strap and her dress fell to her feet, revealing red, partially see-through underwear. Ray moaned in pleasure and grabbed her ass and pulled her up, Mariah undid his belt and dropped his trousers and boxers together, She wrapped her legs around Ray waist and straddled herself onto his sex. Mariah started moving up against Ray, Kissing and sucking on his neck. Ray closed his eyes and let out another moan, Mariah's breathing started getting deeper and heavier, she shuddered as waves of pleasure surged through her body, as they built up more and more, her moaning became louder…

"Faster" Ray panted.

Mariah gyrated faster, her body was now slick with sweat, her pink talons started to dig into Ray's back. Ray thrust forward and Mariah went up, her vision becoming blurry. Ray held his breath as he felt the climax coming, his hands massaged her ass. She moved up and down sandwiched between the cubicle wall and Ray, she couldn't breath… she arched her back and the pleasure doubled…

"Oh Ray!" she breathed, Mariah limp and clung onto Ray for life

Ray let go of himself and felt himself empty and his legs go weak, he groaned and they both slid to the floor. They panted in silence their eyes locked, Ray leaned over and kissed her again, this time more softly. She pulled away and Started looking for her dress clip.

"We need to go" she breathed.

"No we don't" Ray stroked her bare thigh and then started working up to the sensitive spot between her legs.

"No" she swatted him away "Later"

Ray growled and stood up and pulled up his trousers. He walked out the cubicle and zipped up his trousers. He looked up as the door opened and he grimaced at who he saw it was.

"Hello Raymond" Kai said.

"Kai" Ray put his hands in his pocket and stared at him

Kai focused on him and then behind him as the cubicle door opened. Mariah came out and was adjusting herself, she looked up and caught sight of Kai.

"Hi Kai"

"Mariah" Kai barely regarded her "Having a good time?" he asked sardonically

"Yeah" she said not picking up his sarcasm.

"Interesting, what are you doing in the male toilets anyway?"

"I…erm…we…I" Mariah stuttered

"We were fucking" Ray snapped "got a problem?"

"No" Kai shook his head and turned to Mariah "so Mariah just how big is your dick?"

"What?" she gasped in disbelief

"I'm assuming you're the one with the penis and Ray is the one with the vagina?" Kai asked innocently.

"OH fuck you Kai" Ray said

"We could fuck you know, since you don't have a penis" Kai looked at him right in the eyes.

Wooo…next chapter folks, hope you liked! Hope my lemon wasn't too bad…ok hopefully I shall have next chap up later tonight but I might doze off sorry!