One pushed and two fell.
Chapter 1 – Never the same
Authors note – We begin our story at the end of the Glee tour. The 3D movie is set to come out in a few months and the cast gets a 2 week break before they have to go back to filming the new season. HeMo and Naya both have feelings for each other but neither of them talk about how the other feels. (I hate Taylor so I'm pretending like he isn't even in the equation, as far as I'm concerned he doesn't exist.) Review please! Xx
The cast had just finished doing their final encore. The crowd was louder than usual and everyone was just trying to soak up that the tour was actually over. They ended in Dublin, there was no specific reason why they ended it there but for many of the fans and cast it would be a night they'd remember for the rest of their lives. Heather had come out on stage to do her same old skit with Darren. She would play around with him being her goofy "Brittany" self and would ask for a kiss. At this point of the show you would get an angry "Kurt" coming to stop them, but not this time. Heather felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to see a familiar smiling face staring back at her. It was Naya, her best friend.
"I heard you're looking for someone to kiss and since he's taken I figure I'd help you out…." Naya says.
The crowd went wild. You could hear fans chanting "kiss her" and "brittana" and even the cast was chanting from behind the curtain. So being the crowd pleasers that they are the two girls counted to 3 and then kissed, on stage in front of thousands of people. If it was even possible an even louder uproar rose throughout the stadium as their lips touched. Everyone was all smiles and Heather grabbed Naya's hand and dragged her off stage so Darren could finish up the skit with Chris.
They ran behind the rafters and down the stairs towards their dressing rooms, still holding hands the entire time. They only had about 15 minutes before the next number so they had to change and get back out to the stage. Out of breath, the girls stammered into their dressing room and shut the door. They both exchanged somewhat shy smiles, without saying a word they began changing.
"Nay, why did you do that?" Heather asked sheepishly as she slipped out of her shorts and put on her jeans.
"Do what, HeMo? Kiss you? I don't know, I just wanted to and everyone else said I should so I just went for it." Naya rushed around the dressing room trying to find the correct shirt for the next number. She was so unorganized and always threw stuff all over the place making it hard to find anything when she needed it. She turned to walk past the couch towards the closet only to be stopped by Heather grabbing her by the shoulders and standing in front of her, not even two inches away.
"Wait, you wanted to kiss me or Santana wanted to kiss Brittany?" Heather's heart was beating ferociously in her chest and she was now well aware that Naya was incredibly close to her face.
The Latina stood there, speechless. She couldn't believe what she had just said. She basically just admitted out loud, what she had been hiding from her best friend from two years. She was sure Heather was going to run off now. Much to her surprise the blonde couldn't break eye contact with her. They just stood there, frozen in each other's stares until a piece of hair fell down across Naya's face. For HeMo it was like an instinct, the dancer's hand reached up to Nayas' face and brushed the stray hair behind her ear. It was then that Naya closed her eyes and leaned her face into Heathers touch. It sent shivers down the blonde's spine. It was like she was really seeing a softer side of Naya, she was so beautiful. Her dark complexion, her full lips and those eyes drove the blonde crazy. Naya opened her eyes and scanned Heather's face for some sort of reaction. The beautiful blue eyes pierced her own, her pale skin made the blue stand out even more and the sprinkle of freckles over her cheek made Naya's lips curl up into a small smile.
"Naya.. I.." Heather was silenced by the Latina's finger shushing her lips. She stroked her bottom finger against the blondes bottom lip and then took her face into her hands. She glanced between the blue eyes that presented themselves before her and the rosy lips that were now slightly parted. She leaned in and kissed Heather, for a second time that day. This time the kiss lingered and their bodies began to mesh together. Heather stroked Naya's sides and with that the Latina pulled her closer. The intensity of their kissing had grown immensely and soon their tongues were battling each other for dominance. It was like 2 years of repressed feelings and unspoken words were all being let out in this kiss. They each tried to channel all of their passion for one another in this moment, they needed to make up for lost time.
Soon enough Heather was up against the wall and Naya was peppering her neck with soft kisses, then she began sucking and biting as she got further down. Heather let a moan escape from her lips and this made the Latina push her harder into the wall. Her thigh was now beneath the dancers legs, the friction becoming almost too much to bear.
"I need you." Heather managed to whisper through her moans. "Nay, I need you now."
With that Naya's hand thrust itself down Heather's pants. She felt around for the lining of her underwear and felt the smooth skin against her hand then was greeted by the pool of wetness beneath Heather's legs.
"Shit, HeMo you're so wet." Naya moaned.
Heather wrapped her hands around Naya's neck and lifted one leg up onto the couch. The Latina supported her best friend with one arm around her waist and with her other hand free she drove her fingers into Heather. She rotated between pumping in and out ferociously and circling her clit. She wanted to feel every inch of her best friend. She wanted to explore and test her reactions. She wanted Heather to feel immense pleasure. She continued to slide her fingers up and down her folds driving the dancer wild.
"That feel good baby?" She panted
"Don't. Stop." was all Heather could managed to mutter out.
Naya had built a rhythm and was thrusting her body into Heather at the same time as her fingers, the blonde's walls began to constrict around the Latinas fingers and she knew she was close.
"Come on HeMo, cum for me baby, you're so close" and with a little bit of encouragement and one final thrust, Heather came crashing down in euphoria. She was hanging on to Naya for dear life, no longer supporting her body weight after her one good knee had buckled. They both slowly inched down to the floor and Naya wrapped her arms around Heather, pulling her into her embrace. They sat there, still for a moment soaking up each other's warmth, only to be interrupted by the intercom.
"Five minutes until next number, all performers to the stage."
"Fuck" They both said, simultaneously.
It was in that moment that they realized where they were and what was going on. Heather jumped up faster than a jack in the box and finished getting herself dressed. Naya did the same, running around applying the last bit of makeup to her face. They headed for the door but before they left the dressing room to catch up with the other cast members Heather grabbed Naya by the wrist.
"Nay, what does this mean, you know, for us?" Heather was scared of what she was about to hear, she didn't want to lose her best friend all over again but she didn't want this to be a one time thing for her and Naya.
"HeMo, let's just talk about it later okay? We don't have time right now" Naya could see the hurt in Heather's eyes as the words came out of her mouth and she instantly regretted sounding so disinterested, so she cupped her best friends face in her hands and planted a small kiss on her lips.
"I promise we will talk about it babe, tonight." Naya said and grabbed Heather's hand and ran toward the stage to perform their final number.
Today was the day that began it all. Everything was going to be different now.
xx
