A/N: This song is taking over my life. This is probably the most suggestive thing I've ever read (which is surprising, because if you were to ever watch Monday Night RAW with me, I tend to say the strangest stuff when Cody comes on the screen. The one from when he was talking with Hacksaw was the BEST, especially when my mom was in the room).

"Oooh, get on your knees," Brian Kendrick danced as he entered the bedroom, wearing nothing but boxers and his new red The Brian Kendrick jacket.

"Excuse me?" Cara said, almost offended. Who was he to demand that she get on her knees whenever he wanted her to? Not that she hadn't before...And who was he to demand anything from her at all? Not that she would deny him or anything...

"You know that I'm so sweet, you want to lick the wrapper," Brian said, turning around in slow motion, mimicking some of his sweet The Brian Kendrick moves.

"Been there. Done that," his girlfriend stated, continuing to read her magazine as she lounged on the hotel bed.

Brian stopped dancing and dropped his jaw. "Do you mean to tell me that you'd rather read that stupid magazine than have some of this? Cara, I'm offended. Your boyfriend is speaking vulgarities to you, and you don't want to take part in the festivities? This is shocking. This hurts my soul. You have wounded my ego," Brian pouted, crossing his arms.

"Brian, I'm just not in the mood tonight," Cara said, flipping the page.

"Are you kidding me? I'm Brian Kendrick! I always put ladies in the mood!" Brian whined, reaching into the pocket of his jacket and pulling out a cherry Blow Pop. He unwrapped it and tossed the wrapper over his shoulder, twirling the candy between his nimble fingers before putting it into his mouth.

"Really? Is that why I'm the only girl to go near you in the past four years?" Cara asked, eyebrows raised, not taking her eyes off of her magazine pages.

"Pshaw," Brian snorted, waving his hand. He sat on the bed next to his girlfriend and peered at the magazine. He slowly extracted the lollipop from his mouth, making a loud popping sound as he pulled it from his closed lips. "What are you reading?"

"WWE Magazine. They have a nice article on CM Punk," Cara said, trying to keep a straight face while not looking at Brian.

"CM Punk? CM Punk? He has nothing on The Brian Kendrick."

Cara rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's nonsense. "You know what? It's that jacket. When you put on the jacket, you turn into that crazy character. Take it off."

"Take it off?" Brian repeated, arching an eyebrow. "I knew you wanted some of this," he said, standing up on the bed and putting the lollipop back into his mouth. He slowly took off the jacket, leaving him just in his boxers, revealing his toned torso and hip dents. He plopped back down on the bed, and the two of them slightly bounced in the air from the impact. "Want some of my lollipop?" he offered, not quite meaning it in the worst extent.

"Brian, I am not going to lick your lollipop," Cara said, rolling her eyes and setting her magazine down on the nightstand.

Brian smirked as he crawled on top of her. "Wanna bet?"