Date: April 1996
Location: Empire Records set, Wilmington, North Carolina
Actresses: Liv Tyler & Alicia Silverstone
Alexander's Status: In the middle of locking down Marvel after a year of shadow negotiations. Secretly scouting youth icons for his planned AEG "Alt Icons" label: a hybrid music-video-film brand for the MTV generation.
Actresses' Status:
- Liv: Just shot *Stealing Beauty*, still unsure of herself, riding her rock-royalty lineage more than her own presence
- Alicia: Coming off *Clueless* superstardom, inked a multi-million-dollar deal, but doubting everything — "the valley girl thing" is wearing thin
The warehouse-turned-soundstage smelled like stale popcorn, hair spray, and dust. The _Empire Records_ set was halfway between dreamscape and dive bar — shelves of vinyl, battered couches, fake posters, and real attitude.
Liv Tyler and Alicia Silverstone were curled up in the corner booth near the fake employee breakroom, tangled in headphone cords and sharing a Discman. It was after a take, between setups. Liv's voice was low.
"This band's from Iceland," she said, handing Alicia a CD. "Sigur Rós. It's like… falling asleep underwater."
Alicia smirked. "I just got the new Hole bootleg. I'll trade you for it."
They were giggling like sisters when the air shifted — not a sound, just a chill. A ripple.
Alexander Kaine walked onto set with no call sheet, no clipboard, no warning.
Black coat. White shirt. A look that made every PA go quiet and every assistant director forget their name.
"Who the hell—" the producer muttered, but someone whispered his name, and suddenly no one said anything at all.
He walked past the cameras, past the vinyl racks and fake registers, and straight to the booth.
"Is this where the future's hiding?" he asked.
Liv looked up first. "Do you… work on this movie?"
"No," he said. "But it works for me."
Alicia raised an eyebrow. "You scouting teenage angst?"
"I'm here to check on the vibe," he said, sliding into the booth without asking. "And to see if anyone's bored of being adorable yet."
They didn't laugh — not yet. Liv blinked. Alicia's expression went unreadable.
"You're Alexander Kaine," she said. "You're the guy who makes cult hits before they're cult."
"And you're the girl who already knows she's too smart for her own brand."
Liv tilted her head. "What about me?"
"You're the one with an edge she's hiding. But not for long."
She flushed, unsure if it was a compliment or a threat. Maybe both.
Alicia leaned in. "So what do you want?"
"I want to build something new," he said. "Alt Icons. Music, film, movement. You. Her. Others like you. No rules. No studio notes. Just raw signal."
"Like MTV?" Liv asked.
"Like what comes after MTV," he said.
The girls exchanged a look. Grunge gods' daughters. Teen queens who wanted knives instead of tiaras.
"You think we can carry that?" Alicia asked.
"I think you already are," he said. "The studios just don't know it yet."
The sound of the first assistant director calling "rolling soon" echoed across the floor.
Alexander rose. Adjusted his cuffs. His presence hadn't just shifted the vibe — it had claimed it.
"I'll be in touch," he said.
"Wait," Alicia called, surprising herself. "What do we have to do?"
He looked back. "Don't change. Let them try to catch up."
Then he was gone — swallowed by the set walls like a myth stepping out of frame.
The rest of the day felt different. Takes felt heavier. Songs hit harder. And when Alicia found a card slipped into her script with nothing but a silver 'A' embossed on it, she didn't show it to anyone.
That night, the two girls visited the estate of the king of hollywood.
The ocean was a distant whisper, barely audible over the Mazzy Star record spinning in the corner.
The house was dim — cluttered with art school postcards, candles in Jack Daniel's bottles, and stacks of old issues of _Spin_. Someone had brought a camcorder. Someone else had brought wine no one was old enough to buy.
Liv was curled up on the floor in oversized flannel, bare legs folded beneath her. Alicia sat cross-legged on the couch, chewing the inside of her cheek like it was her only defense against vulnerability.
Alexander Kaine leaned against the wall like a shadow with teeth. No suit this time — just black slacks, shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled. Still too sharp to be casual.
They were already three glasses in.
Liv had asked the question.
"Why us?"
He hadn't answered yet.
Now he moved. Sat on the armrest near Alicia, close enough for his voice to drop into something weightier.
"Because no one sees you clearly," he said. "They think they do. But they don't."
Alicia tilted her head. "And you do?"
"No," he said. "I don't need to. I just know how to build mirrors."
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As the night wore on, the room turned from quiet to fucking electric. Wine was flowing like a river, and the chatter got dirtier by the second. Boundaries? Fuck boundaries. Liv, with her perfect model body, leaned in close to Alicia, her eyes shining with newfound balls. Alicia, with her juicy curves and an ass that could make a saint sin, felt her pussy throb as Liv's fingers brushed her jaw.
The room held its breath as the two bitches locked lips. Soft at first, but it quickly turned into a fucking passionate make-out session. Tongues were dancing, and the world outside ceased to exist. Alicia's hands were all over Liv, feeling every toned inch. Liv wasn't shy either, her fingers lingering on Alicia's hips and that perfect ass.
Liv's lips trailed down Alicia's neck, leaving a path of goosebumps. "Fuck, you taste good," Liv whispered, her breath hot against Alicia's skin. Alicia moaned, her head falling back, giving Liv better access. "Keep going," Alicia urged, her voice husky with desire.
Liv's hands roamed over Alicia's body, squeezing her tits through her dress. Alicia arched into the touch, her nipples hardening. "You like that, don't you?" Liv teased, her fingers finding the zipper on the back of Alicia's dress. With a slow pull, the dress fell to the floor, leaving Alicia in just her lingerie.
Alicia's hands weren't idle either. She ran her fingers through Liv's hair, pulling her in for a deeper kiss. "join us, alexander, Alicia demanded, her voice breathless. Liv smiled against her lips, then turning to alexander, she let her hands slid down to Alicia's ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
Alexander watched from his perch on the armrest, his eyes dark with desire. He felt a surge of excitement as he witnessed the two young women losing themselves in each other. Unable to resist any longer, he joined them, his hands finding their way to Alicia's ample ass, squeezing and caressing the soft flesh.
Liv, caught in the throes of passion, turned her attention to Alexander, her lips meeting his in a fierce, hungry kiss. His hands roamed over her body, appreciating every inch of her model-like frame. Alicia, not to be left out, began to unbutton his shirt, her fingers deftly working the buttons until his chest was bare.
Liv broke away from the kiss, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She pushed Alexander back onto the couch, her hands already working on his belt. "Your turn," she purred, her voice low and sultry. Alexander's cock twitched in anticipation as Liv freed it from his pants, her fingers wrapping around the shaft.
She leaned down, her tongue flicking out to lick the sensitive tip. Alexander groaned, his hips bucking slightly. "Fuck, Liv," he breathed, his hands tangling in her hair. She took him into her mouth, her lips sliding down his length, taking him deep. Her head bobbed up and down, her mouth creating a perfect suction that had Alexander seeing stars.
Alicia watched, her own desire building. She moved behind Liv, her hands roaming over Liv's body, squeezing her tits, her fingers finding their way between Liv's legs. Liv moaned around Alexander's cock, the vibration sending shivers down his spine.
Alexander's hands gripped Liv's hair tighter, guiding her movements as she sucked him deeper. "That's it, baby," he groaned, his hips moving in sync with her mouth. "You're so fucking good at this."
Liv pulled back, her lips glossy and swollen. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust. "I want you to fuck my mouth, Alexander," she said, her voice husky. "I want to feel you hit the back of my throat."
Alexander groaned, his cock throbbing at her words. He gripped her hair tighter, his hips lifting off the couch as he began to fuck her mouth in earnest. Liv took it all, her eyes watering slightly, but never breaking eye contact. Alicia's fingers worked faster between Liv's legs, matching the rhythm of Alexander's thrusts.
Alicia's fingers danced over Liv's clit, teasing and circling, making her gasp and moan around Alexander's cock. The room was filled with the sounds of wet sucking, soft moans, and the occasional slap of skin against skin. The air was thick with the scent of sex and desire, a heady mix that left everyone breathless.
Alexander's grip on Liv's hair tightened as he fucked her mouth deeper, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm. Liv's eyes watered, but she took him eagerly, her own moans vibrating around his cock.
Alicia, watching the scene unfold, felt her own desire spike. She leaned down, her lips finding Liv's neck, kissing and sucking the soft skin. Liv arched into the touch, her body responding to Alicia's ministrations. Alicia's fingers moved faster, slipping inside Liv, curling to hit that sweet spot that made Liv gasp and moan.
"More," Liv mumbled around Alexander's cock, her hips bucking against Alicia's hand. Alicia complied, her fingers moving faster, her thumb circling Liv's clit in a relentless rhythm. Liv's moans grew louder, her body tensing as she neared the edge.
Alexander, sensing her impending orgasm,with her back almost arched out of shape, he pulled his cock from Liv's mouth with a wet pop. while Liv screamed her orgasm from Alicias fast finger fucking.
As Liv came down from her high, Alicia pulled back, her eyes meeting Alexander's. "My turn," she purred, her voice husky with desire. She pushed him back, her hands already working on his belt. "I want to feel you inside me."
Alexander groaned, his cock throbbing at her words. ye not reliase his cum. He watched as Alicia straddled him, her wet pussy hovering over his cock. She lowered herself slowly, taking him inch by inch, her eyes never leaving his. Liv watched, her own desire building as she saw Alicia ride Alexander, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm.
Alexander's hands gripped Alicia's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he met her thrusts. "Fuck, bounce that fat ass," he groaned, his body tensing as he neared his own release. Alicia leaned down, her lips finding his in a passionate kiss as they both chased their pleasure.
Liv watched, her own body aching with need. She moved closer, her lips finding Alicia's neck, kissing and sucking the soft skin. Alicia moaned, her body responding to Liv's touch. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of desire and release.
Alexander's cock throbbed inside Alicia as she rode him, her hips moving in a hypnotic rhythm. He could feel her tight, wet pussy gripping him, pulling him deeper with each thrust. "Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his hands gripping her ass, kneading the soft flesh as she bounced on his lap.
Alicia's breath hitched as she felt him hit that perfect spot inside her. "Harder," she panted, her nails digging into his chest. "Fuck me harder, Alexander."
He complied, his hips snapping up to meet her thrusts, driving his cock deeper into her womb. The room echoed with the wet slapping of skin against skin and their ragged breaths. Liv watched, her own desire building, her fingers slipping between her legs to tease her clit.
Alicia's moans grew louder, her body tensing as she neared her peak. "I'm close," she gasped, her eyes locked with Alexander's. "Fill me up, baby. Cum deep in my womb."
Alexander's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pounded into her. "Fuck, Alicia," he groaned, his body tensing as he felt his own release building. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum so deep in you."
With a final, powerful thrust, Alexander buried himself deep inside Alicia, his cock pulsing as he unleashed his load. Alicia cried out, her body convulsing around him as she came, her pussy milking every drop of his cum.
As they both came down from their high, Alicia collapsed on top of Alexander, her body slick with sweat. Liv moved closer, her lips finding Alicia's in a soft, tender kiss. "That was fucking hot," Liv whispered, her fingers tracing Alicia's spine.
Alexander, still buried deep inside Alicia, smiled, his hands roaming over her body. "Fuck yeah, it was," he agreed, his cock still twitching inside her. "And we're just getting started."
Alexander and Alicia moved to the bed, their bodies still tingling with the aftermath of their intense encounter. Liv lay back, her legs spread wide, inviting Alexander between them. He crawled over her, his cock already hard and ready for more.
As Alexander positioned himself at Liv's entrance, Alicia straddled Liv's face, her cum-filled pussy hovering just above Liv's eager mouth. "Lick it clean," Alicia commanded, her voice husky with desire.
Liv complied, her tongue darting out to taste the mix of her own juices and Alexander's cum. Alicia moaned, grinding against Liv's face as she felt her tongue exploring her depths. "Fuck, that feels good," Alicia gasped, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.
Alexander, watching the scene unfold, groaned as he pushed into Liv, her tight pussy enveloping him. "Fuck, you're so wet," he murmured, his hips beginning to move in a steady, relentless pace.
Liv moaned around Alicia's pussy, the vibrations sending shivers through Alicia's body. She reached down, her fingers tangling in Liv's hair, guiding her movements as she rode her face. "That's it, baby," Alicia purred. "Clean me up with that pretty tongue."
Alexander's grip on Liv's hips tightened as he fucked her deeper, his cock throbbing with each thrust. "Fuck, Liv," he groaned, his body tensing as he neared his release. "Your pussy feels so fucking good."
Liv's moans grew louder, her body responding to the dual stimulation of Alexander's cock and Alicia's pussy. She could feel her own orgasm building, her body tensing as she chased her pleasure.
Alicia, sensing Liv's impending orgasm, moved faster, her hips grinding against Liv's face as she chased her own release. "I'm close," Alicia gasped, her body tensing. "Fuck, Liv, make me cum."
With a final, powerful thrust, Alexander buried himself deep inside Liv, his cock pulsing as he unleashed his load. Liv cried out, her body convulsing around him as she came, her tongue lashing out to push Alicia over the edge.
Alicia screamed, her body shaking as she came, her pussy grinding against Liv's face as she rode out her pleasure. As they all came down from their high, they collapsed in a tangle of limbs, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
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