#CheckYourTweets
CHAPTER 9: The Sixth
"Hiya girl! How've you been doing? I'm so glad Kevin called! He told me you wouldn't think this was gonna be a good idea; but I think it is. It's great to get to talk to you!"
Shay looked at Naya who didn't know where to hide her head, and the rest of her body, for that matter. She was embarrassed as hell. She didn't even know how the hell she had gotten herself into this situation. She didn't need any of this and she was regretting having talked to Kevin since the moment she saw Shay's text. It wasn't too late to back up though, but she still didn't know how she was going to handle all this, or even if she could.
Shay, on the contrary, was beaming. She was a happy, confident girl. She acted happy, she looked happy. She could be the true star of the commercial of some kind of remedy to make people smile "just because". Maybe that's why some people, outside her family and close friends of course, would see her like a rather superficial and careless young brat. A teenager trapped in the body of a young woman with a great acting career ahead of her.
"Would you like to go somewhere in particular?" Shay asked while Naya shook her head looking down embarrassed.
"C'mon compose yourself, you're freaking her out. Man up, woman!" That sounded strange even inside her head and now she looked confused AND embarrassed.
Shay glanced at her friend seeing the uncomfortable situation she was in and she decided to give her a little push. She turned the engine off and turned her body all the way around to face the Latina.
"Ok. You don't have to say or do anything you don't want to or you feel uncomfortable with, Naya! Just take this as a fun afternoon AND evening cause I made plans!" Shay started talking seriously and concerned but it seemed like it wasn't in her nature to act mature and she finished the sentence almost jumping on the car seat in excitement.
As soon as she mentioned "plans", Naya looked up with narrowed eyes looking curiously at the nearly spitting image in front of her.
"Plans?" She asked with a half smile in her face. "What kind of plans?"
Shay didn't answer right away. She jumped to a driving position and started the engine. She pushed some keys on her cell and music just burst out blasting the whole cabin. Naya bolted in her seat, she wasn't expecting it. She wished the top of the convertible was down then. Sounds of cellos seemed to stab her ears, penetrating her brain like swords. It was so loud! She looked towards her left, mouth slightly agape while the other brunette floored the gas, making her hit the back of the leather seat. Wheels squealed and they took off.
As soon as she could regain control of her body, Naya looked at the girl besides her, rolling her eyes.
"Supermassive? Really, Shay?" Naya suddenly felt more relaxed. Her sassiness was growing inside and was about to burst when the other girl made a move.
"Oooooooh, Ooooooh supermassive black hole!" Shay sang with a sensual voice trying to over-mimic the artist's original performance in the video. "Mmmmmh this voice turns me soooo on! Ugh" She said almost moaning in pleasure.
That was all Shay had to say to shut Naya's mouth up and keep it shut until they got to their destination.
"I can't believe she just said that!" Naya thought going back to a state of profound embarrassment.
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Heather turned around right after the sound of the squealing tires woke her from a state of numbness. She felt numb but mostly confused. Who was that hottie? And most importantly, what was she doing with HER Naya? Was she the girl the brunette dreamt about? And what was Lea talking about when she said "banging chicks in bathrooms"? She knew her friend's reactions very well by now to notice Naya's nervousness when trying to defend herself from the "fake"? accusations.
She had too many questions and felt that if she didn't try her hardest to stay focused and to think straight, she would drive herself crazy. So she did. She cooled down, just like she did after an intense workout or dance session and relaxed. Although it was harder to relax her thoughts than her body, she did her hardest to re-gain control of her brain.
Which is the easiest way to know something you want to know? Asking. There it was: a simple and straight plan. She just had to ask. She took her phone out and opened her most appreciated application lately.
BetweenNaysLegs: Hi there hotstuff! It seems u forgot all about me soon enough
GayGayForNayNay: Hi! Nope. I didn't. Sry about last time! I've just been… busy
BetweenNaysLegs: Busy, busy? As in hot, wanky, sexy busy? ;p
GayGayForNayNay: Um, well… not really but I think it'll get hotter soon enough! #justsayin
Heather was trying to keep the conversation happy and sexy so that she didn't give away any of her actual frustration, but that last statement from Naya took her back to reality, her shoulders dropped and she sighed. What was she going to say now, after those hurtful words?
Naya was still in the passenger's seat of the fast car. She hadn't found the courage to look up to Shay since her last words, so she buried her face in her cell, answering this nice virtual "friend" she had. She was smiling most of the time until she got the latest DM.
BetweenNaysLegs: I'm glad ur having fun Just be careful you don't regret any of it afterwards
"What the fuck?" Her mouth slipped the words aloud; it wasn't her intention. "Why would she say something like that? She doesn't even know me! How dares she? Who does she think she is? Is she being jealous? That's impossible! We're not even that attached!" Naya rumbled until she felt Shay's hand on her thigh. Her body suddenly stiffened from the contact.
"Are you ok, sweetie?" Shay asked with a soft voice. As soon as she noticed Naya's muscles clenched, instead of retrieving her hand she squeezed harder on the thigh. "Geez Naya. Calm down girl! I'm not gonna attack you or anything!" She finally let go of the thigh. "At least for now!" she said just before bursting out laughing, which made Naya relax and laugh too.
"You need a serious relief girl, and you're gonna gettit! That's my job here!"
"What? A relief?" Naya's thoughts snapped again inside her head. She couldn't believe the effect this girl had on her. She made her stiff and relaxed in a matter of seconds. Her heartbeat had speeded up and slowed down so many times that she was totally exhausted by now.
"We're gonna have so much fun, you'll be sore afterwards!" Shay said, smiling, before pulling into the garage of a huge building. "We're here!"
"Wait! What?"
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Dianna waited for a few more seconds until deciding to ring the door bell to Lea's apartment. She hated the way they had departed that afternoon. All this pregnancy business had been too much for the brunette to handle in public and she had just run off desperately. Finally Dianna reached and pressed the button. After a few moments, the door opened slowly and Lea's head peaked behind it. Her eyes were swollen.
"Are you going to let me in or are we doing this here?" She was holding two cups and was getting a bit impatient. The brunette finally opened the door and gestured a reverence letting her friend in. A few moments later they were side by side in the living room couch sipping from their cups.
"Have you even gotten yourself a pregnancy test, Lee?" The blonde wasn't going to postpone the touchy subject any longer.
"No. I haven't" Lea said, starting to sob again.
"Ok stop that already, will ya! What is wrong with you? You have to be strong and face the consequences. Everything will be okay no matter what comes next." Dianna started off a bit annoyed by her friend's behavior but softened down as she was speaking. She hated to see Lea like this but she had to admit she was always like that no matter what the issue was.
The blonde stretched her arm to reach her bag from the floor and took a small paper bag from it. "Here! Go to the bathroom! Now!"
Lea took the bag, placed it on her lap and tried to speak. She stuttered instead. "But… but… w-what am I going to do if this is really happening? My career… I can't do this now… It's just not fair" She kept crying her eyes out.
"Would you stop crying? You're seriously getting on my nerves now! Just get up and go to the damn bathroom and pee on that thing!" Dianna stood up dragging her friend up with her. She took her upstairs but when they were by the doorframe Lea stopped and turned around. She looked up to Dianna to find her eyes.
"Promise me you'll always be my friend, like in forever!" Dianna smiled a bit and softened her eyes. She got closer to the brunette and putting her left arm around the shorter girl's waist, she wiped the tears from her cheeks with her free hand.
"I can't promise I will always be your friend sweetheart. I feel you're so much more than a friend to me!"
Lea's eyes shone bright, opening widely as she heard Dianna's words. She grabbed the blonde's shirt tight, right below her neck and pulled softly until their faces were no further than half an inch. Hazel eyes looked down into dark brown. They could have kept that moment forever. Dianna felt her heart racing and tightened her hold onto Lea's waist pulling her impossibly closer. This was so new to them but at the same time it felt so natural. Their lips belonged together; they could feel it, and so they acted on their feelings closing the space between them.
Before their mouths could hardly brush against each other, a strong buzz coming from Dianna's back pocket startled both girls. "Fuck! This can't be happening" Dianna was furious. Lea just pulled away and got into the bathroom.
"What the hell do you want?" Dianna hadn't even look at the screen before answering.
"Excuse me?" Ryan's voice sounded serious and offended.
"Oh, sorry boss! You got me in a weird moment! W-what's up?" Dianna cooled down in a question of seconds.
"I want you and Naya here in less than an hour. I can't get hold of her so you do it. ASAP." He hung up without waiting for an answer.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Now I gotta fetch the bitch!"
Saying that the doorbell rang.
"Can you take care of that, please D?" Lea shouted from the bathroom.
"I guess I can!" Frustrated Dianna looked down and started walking towards the stairs. By the time she got to the door, millions of images passed through her mind. Images of her and Lea. What am I getting myself into? She thought. "Lea is with Cory and besides that, we're not… well we don't usually… oh fuck! Who cares?" The internal monologue was broken when Chris appeared at the other side of the door.
"Hi, Lady!" He said in his usually high toned pitch. "What are you doing here? Where's my favorite divita?" He mocked with one of Naya's favorite insults to Lea.
"Ugh! Upstairs! And stop that Naya crap! I hate her enough already to be hearing about her every five fucking minutes!" She just left the door opened for him to get in and went straight to the kitchen. He followed her, closing the door behind.
"Hey hey! Cool it down, princess! Whatever happened to you, don't take it out on me!" Chris raised his finger and waved it sassingly, moving his head to the sides.
"Ugh, whatever!" She opened the fridge and pulled a bottle of wine out. She felt she was going to need it. Her afternoon was being a bit awkward. She opened a cabinet right above her head and grabbed a nice wine glass from it, but before she could get a proper hold of it, she heard a load scream coming from the bathroom. The glass fell to the floor shattering into a million pieces. She ran off upstairs.
"Stay here!" She ordered Chris.
He didn't give much more than a slight worried look as a response to the loud scream. He was too used to Lea's eccentricities and just thought this wasn't any different. He reached the same cabinet Dianna had just opened and grabbed two glasses instead.
"I guess I'll be needing something strong too!" He thought, rolling his eyes at the thought of another one of the annoying diva's dramas coming up.
Dianna didn't make it to the end of the stairs. Lea caught her halfway. She was over-excited, jumping up and down, hopping and holding a little white strap of plastic in her hand. As soon as they got closer, the brunette hugged her tightly looking down at her. She was a couple of steps higher.
"I'm not pregnant! I'm not pregnant!" She shouted, making Dianna's body jump up and down too.
"We would've handled it even if you were, babe" The blonde was happy for her. As soon as Lea heard the word "babe" coming from Dianna's mouth, she got hold of her hair right behind her neck and pulled her face closer to her, catching her lips widely. She took advantage of the difference of height and took control of the situation. Her free arm wrapped the blonde around her waist pulling her closer just like she had done to her moments before. Their lips glued themselves together like they'd never known better and it was Lea who finally stuck the tip of her tongue out, licking the blonde's lower lip, asking for entrance. Dianna tilted her head slightly to a side, giving her the permission she needed and initiating the softest, sexiest and more romantic kiss they've ever experienced in their lives.
"Holy Jesus Friggin Christ!" a voice came from down the stairs, just seconds before the sound of smashing glass was heard, again, in the house.
"This is way more drama a lady like me can possible manage!" Chris' voice lowered as he finally got control of his dropping jaw.
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"What are we doing here?" Naya asked Shay as they were climbing up the stairs that led to the lockers of the "Millennium".
"This is a dance complex, Nay. What do you think we're doing here?" Shay didn't mean to sound sarcastic. It was just the way she expressed herself. She turned around and offered Naya her hand to make them go faster. The Latina looked exhausted. She grabbed her hand and dragged her into the lockers. She changed herself into black loose three quarter training sweats and a grey sleeveless T-shirt. Before she put her sneakers on she pushed the sports bag towards Naya. "Here! You're more or less my size, a bit shorter I guess, but these clothes will suit you. C'mon get changed. We got workout to do!"
"Shay I'm exhausted! I couldn't even lift this bag if my life depended on it!" Naya did look exhausted; and Shay could see that too.
"Oh girl! You have no game! I planned a fascinating workout routine with Jay! It'll be fun, I promise! And afterwards we'll hit the spa, for some relax ok?"
Naya nodded but wasn't too much into it anyways. She got changed and they headed to one of the million dance studios this huge place seemed to have. A tall, strong and quite handsome guy met them and saluted Shay with a strange exchange of hand movements only they must know, ending it up with a cute hug. They started dancing her bodies off. Naya had convinced Shay to just sit on the floor and record the session with her phone. She'd post it afterwards. It'd be so cool for the fans to watch. She enjoyed her friend's sensual movements.
She liked Shay. She liked her a lot but she could clearly see that although she did enjoy watching her body move –she couldn't help checking her out and staring at her nice ass- she didn't feel the same way as she felt when Heather was around. Her only presence, or even the only thought of being close to her, made her shiver. She had sat thousands of time in the choir room on the set and had stared at her for so long that she wondered how a body so similar to her own could make her feel the way it did. "Is this normal? Am I normal? Why do I enjoy Heather so much and I don't like this hot body that much? Maybe I'm not… well if I like Heather… I mean she's a girl. But I don't like any other girl… Well I did once… It wasn't the same though… Ugh I'm rambling. Again! Stop it Snixxx!"
Naya shook her head strongly as the music lowered down towards the end of the song. She wanted to clear her mind from all those thoughts that did nothing but mess her up. Shay got closer and leaned down to her. "What's up, sexy lady? You're falling asleep, you know? I didn't know I was so boring! C'mon head to the spa. I'll meet you there in a while. I still have a few songs to prepare! Go! Relax for a while! "
She did as she was told and headed for the spa. The place was deserted. There was a female/male separated spa zones so she got to the lockers and stripped off before getting to the stones, and the rest of the goodies this luxurious complex had for their customers. "This must cost a buttload of money" she thought while going from one zone to another. She headed to the cold/hot shower and enjoyed it for a while. As soon as she spotted the Turkish bath, she went straight to it; it was her favorite. Hot steam relaxed her in ways she couldn't understand. She got inside and into the steam; she glanced around the room and could manage to see an E shaped structure forming tiled benches. She chose the middle one, covered the seat with her towel and laid down.
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Heather's afternoon had been weird. After waiting for a reply to her DM for quite a long time, she managed to get her thoughts straight. She decided not to jump to conclusions which could only lead her to more suffering and pain. So, she ran some errands, made a few calls, bought some new gear for her training sessions and headed to workout with Junior, as she usually did, every other afternoon.
They had been dancing for hours now; she was worn out. Her hair was soaking wet from sweat and she could hardly move. It had been a good call to finally make it to the gym. She hugged her friend good bye, he was late for a date, and headed to the lockers to shower and get home soon enough to watch her favorite show. Tuesday nights were sacred for her.
As she was about to enter the lockers zone she suddenly thought she had seen a ghost. She shook her head in disbelief when she thought she'd seen Naya getting into the spa zone.
"Oh my God Heath, get your shit straight! You're seriously obsessing way beyond healthy with this woman. This can't be good. You might need to see a shrink if you keep freaking out like this!"
Heather had quite an argument running inside her head. She forced herself into the lockers but she was way too impulsive and reckless to follow her head and decided to follow her instincts instead. What if it was Naya indeed?
The blonde got into the spa zone and hid herself from the other girl. There was no one else in there; and almost in the whole complex for that matter. She had only seen Harry and he had already left. She'd heard some music coming from the rooms above but it didn't really bother her. She leaned against one of the mini-tiled walls and observed the girl closely. She was under one of those hot/cold showers. She could only see her back. Dark long hair. She peaked further down and almost bolted when she saw a huge cross tattooed in her lower back.
"Holy shit! It's her! Who else had that body and that cross tattooed right there?" Heather couldn't believe her luck. She had to make sure it was her and she checked her ankle too. "Bingo! That's my star!" It was like all the dreams she could've possible had in the previous few months were about to come true. She kept checking her out. She might look like a perv, she thought, but when thinking more about it, she was no perv, the girl was hers. Only hers. That was her Naya, her beloved Naya. Her perfect Naya. She couldn't help staring at the water running down her back making the curve up that perfect ass. That ass! That perfect, tanned, round and firm ass. How she wished to be able to hold it.
The blonde had to step back a little as the brunette turned around closing her eyes and tilting her head backwards allowing the water hit straight to her face. "Mmmm nice picture" she thought, as the naked girl raised both arms deepening her fingers into her hair to massage her scalp. As both arms were held all the way up, the brunette's breasts were fully exposed; they moved slightly up and down following the movements of her arms. This was certainly the most graceful and spectacular sight she had ever witnessed in her whole life. She felt guilty when her eyes, following their own will, kept travelling down the monumental body they had before them. Blue eyes widened and her jaw dropped when she finally made, what she thought was, the greatest discovery ever since that guy Christopher Cross had America on sight.
"Oh my God, the 'sixth tattoo'!" Her hand went automatically all the way up to cover her slightly agape mouth. Her imagination had run free after hours, even days, of researching about that exact issue. The topic was tabloid fodder. Fans and the press had speculated a lot about its existence and her friend had never admitted or denied it, making the issue turned more into an urban legend than a real issue anyway. "It does exist! And it's beautiful!" She realized she was almost drooling when the brunette shut the water down and headed into the steam bath.
Heather felt hypnotized. It was like her body acted on its own will. Her brain and her actions were not working in unison. She found herself stripping off, leaving her clothes on the floor and heading herself into the small steamy room.
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Naya couldn't believe how tired she was. She was almost falling asleep when she heard the glass door open slowly. There was her fucking luck again! The complex was almost empty and probably the only other woman beside her and Shay in the complex, decided to get in the small room at that exact moment.
"Wait, what? That isn't Shay, is she? Because I'm totally naked and I can't use the towel anymore cause it's been touching the tiles already! Oh shit what am I gonna do?" She started her usual monologue until she decided to make a move. She was going to call Shay aloud but she couldn't. What if it wasn't her. She'd be embarrassed. It was not like they could even see each other anyways. The steam was so thick that she could hardly make it to see her own hands, let alone the person in the other side of the room.
Naya felt observed though. She had the feeling of eyes on her. She decided to narrow hers to be able to see something. The other woman –she hoped that at least it was a woman, these were the female baths anyways- moved towards the bench behind hers, she couldn't see her well. She peaked back and saw that the woman was facing the other way. She could only see the shape of her body. That was an awesome body to be honest; strong but feminine with tight muscles under soft skin. Now Naya wanted to turn around. She liked what she was watching.
"What if it's Shay? Is she playing with me? Cause if she is, I'll fucking kill her no matter how sweet and how fucking hot she is. Ok I won't kill, kill her! But I'll give her a good… Ok Naya fucking stop with the talking, nobody's even listening, not even me!"
As the brunette kept thinking nervously, Heather sat there, also thinking about what she was going to do next. She was so turned on after what she had just witnessed! She had the most spectacular body right in front of her; and she couldn't do anything. She could hardly see the brunette's body but she remembered what she just saw outside, she would remember it all her life, actually.
As hot and sexy thoughts were running through her mind, she felt her thighs clenched with the thought of touching her, of feeling her skin, of grabbing that perfectly shaped ass. The blonde felt hotter and hotter between her legs, the steam wasn't helping either. She started having trouble breathing properly when the sense of being hypnotized took her body again. She saw her own hand moving up and down stroking her inner thigh until it reached her own center. She couldn't believe she was doing that with N right in front of her.
Meanwhile the brunette sat there not knowing what to do. She could just stand up and leave and she was about to do so when she heard the other girl breathing heavily.
"Oh my God! What is she doing? Is she in trouble or something? Is she getting sick? I should turn around and check on her! No, no you can't do that Naya! You just can't be naked in a steaming room and turn around to watch another naked woman! A naked hot woman, by the way. But what if she is in trouble? Fuck! Ok I'll peak for a second, it's not like she's gonna see me or something!"
Naya turned around and she instantly regretted doing so. She saw the other woman sitting with her legs slightly open; more than slightly, actually. She was looking down and her long hair covered her face. She had one hand on her thigh and the other between her legs. She noticed her hips rocking slightly into her own hand. Her breath sounded heavier and heavier.
"What the fuck? Oh my… Is she really doing this? Shit! What she's doing is so fucking hot! Fuck! What is it with me now?" The brunette swore because she was instantly feeling the effect of what that other girl was doing on her own body. She had to squeeze her thighs together hard and push her knees impossibly closer to fight the throbbing down there. It wasn't working though, her toes were starting to go stiff and curled down, clenching so hard they were starting to hurt.
"Shit! What the fuck is wrong with me? Keep it in your pants, pathetic horndog!" She thought, annoyed with herself. "Which fucking pants, anyways?" Did she have to be a bitch even to herself and in such delicate moments? She wondered. She kept fighting the feeling, knowing what was going on behind her and hearing the almost silent moans the girl was delivering. "Not all that silent" She thought.
She was beginning to have trouble breathing herself and she couldn't fight her body any longer. She turned around and saw the other girl moving faster. Her legs were more spread now and her hips were rocking faster. When she tried to look at her face, she could only see hair across the thick steam. "Fucking steam" she swore internally. She turned to her original position and was about to move her hand to mimicking the other girls actions when her mind took over.
"Stop it right there, asshole! You just cannot do this here! In front of her!" She snapped from her thoughts and stood up, getting ready to get to the door when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"What…?" She started protesting but another hand came from the other side of her face and covered her mouth gently, all from behind. Her skin was so soft and so familiar that instead of feeling attacked she felt at ease. The girl moved closer to her back making the brunette feel her whole body pressed into hers. She could feel her breasts and her stomach; she even felt her center on her ass. Her mind wanted to get away but the rest of her body was too much turned on to be able to even move an inch.
Why the hell couldn't she move? She kept thinking. She should feel bad with a stranger so close to her, but she didn't. It was a weird feeling of familiarity, of acceptance, of willing that to happen. She tried to smell the body she had behind her to look for any familiar scent but the wetness and the steam didn't allow for any smell to be recognizable.
She secretly wished it was Heather touching her. Her Heather. The Heather she had dreamt about. The girl she had been so obsessed with for so long now. The woman she could not get out of her mind. What if that was the girl she had right behind her? It was impossible but she wanted to believe it was her.
"Mm let me… mm…go .. mm!" She tried to protest but her words were muffled by the girl's hand. She felt her mouth getting closer to her ear.
"Shshssh!" was all that Heather could say without giving away her identity. She thought that as long as Naya wasn't able to either see her or hear her, she'd be ok.
She kept her hand on the brunette's mouth and used the other one to pull her chin up gaining access to her neck. As soon as her lips reached it, a long soft moan escaped from the shorter girl. The hand travelled free down her body and between her breasts, very very slowly and very very gently. N's center was throbbing harder and harder until she couldn't help but to arch her back pressing her ass to the girl's sex. She felt bold and put both hands behind her and behind the girl's body grabbing her ass and pushing it towards her closer. She could hear the girl's breathing on her ear. An involuntary "Mmmmm" escaped the blonde's mouth. It felt so good; so intense.
The brunette tried to turn around a couple of times but the strong body behind her wouldn't let her. She kept pressing hard onto her back. Her center was almost bumping against her ass starting a soft, slow rocking motion.
"Oh my Gggg…" The shorter girl couldn't help saying the words aloud, she was way too excited and she felt she was going to explode!
"Shit! What are you doing to me?" She moaned; she couldn't stop expressing what she was feeling.
The blonde couldn't take it too much longer; the feeling was so overwhelming she wanted to possess that body in front of her; to ravish it. She almost screamed when the brunette let go off her ass with one hand and guided it towards one of her breasts. Was she giving her permission to…? She couldn't believe what was happening right there, right then. She cupped her breast and caressed it gently, squeezing it just hard enough to elicit another moan from the tanned girl. That made her bite the neck she was still kissing and licking. She got hold of her nipple making circle motions with her thumb and middle finger turning it hard almost instantly.
"Oh sh…shit!" The brunette managed to utter while her legs spread a bit feeling the need of the girl between them.
"Please…" she begged. But the girl's left hand was still busy with her nipple.
"Ssshhs" she heard again. Nay finally let the ass go and used her free hand to grab the girl's right one and guided towards her own thighs. She forced the foreign hand to stroke it until she felt too hot. She was so much in need that she was almost in pain, so she finally put the girl's hand between her legs, showing her where she wanted the caresses to be happening.
"Please… do it!" she begged again. Now it was the blonde's turn to moan. She used her pointer and her ring finger to move up and down the wet folds and played with the finger in between with the swollen clit moving closer towards the entrance but never getting in.
"Stop the teasing and fucking do it! Do me!" She hardly finished the sentence when she felt a finger, a very long finger entering her core. Though the position wasn't perfect, the taller girl managed to get it all in. She rammed in hard and deep all the way until there was nowhere else to go.
"Oh God… oh fuck yesssss, yes."
Once the blonde had adjusted fully to the size and form of the shorter girl's insides she started moving slowly but deeply and strongly. The movements were steady and firm. She kept thrusting moving in and out. The brunette was on her palm, quite literally.
"Don't stop! Keep going like that! Oh God don't you stop" She moaned and moaned. "Faster! Go faster!" The brunette demanded. "Yesss, y-yess". The blonde's hand was moving so fast and hard that her palm was slapping harder and harder against her clit making the pleasure on the shorter girl more and more overwhelming.
"Oh fff…fuck I don't think I can't hold it too much longer"
"Shsssshhh" the blonde repeated pulling all the way out suddenly.
"What the ff…" She started protesting when she felt a hand pushing her back down, making her bend forwards. She leaned down placing both hands on the bench and felt the girl's hands on the back of her knees, spreading her legs apart.
"Oh shit!" The words escaped her mouth involuntarily, but Nay could already sense the pleasure she was about to feel and she couldn't wait for it.
She felt a hand touching her ass gently and also felt kisses going down her back and her breast being cupped gently. She couldn't help but groan again with pleasure!
"Mmmmmm…" before she could say anything the blonde's fingers rammed into her core again. She used two fingers this time and did it so hard that she almost pushed the small girl over the bench and into the floor. She was quick enough and got a grip of her shoulder before losing her.
"Oh m-my Ggg…!" This time she couldn't help the loud scream. She felt so full she was about to explode. The blonde stopped and kept her fingers still for a second not knowing whether she had hurt the girl. She was about to pull out when she was surprised by the next move. It was the other girl who was pushing backwards to meet her thrust.
"Start moving please! I can't take it anymore. Move for God sake, move!" She was desperate.
Heather did as she was told and started moving, slowly at first but was racing up to meet the brunette's movements into her. It wasn't too clear who was doing who cause they were both being clear protagonist of that epic moment.
The blonde had thought moments before that the sight she had witnessed could've never been topped but this… this was totally different. She had the base of her hand in her own pubic bone and was thrusting harder and harder into the brunette from behind. She could see her ass perfectly, and her back, and the cross.
"Shit! I can see everything clearly now! Shit, shit, shit!" Heather snapped.
They had taken so long that the automatic timer of the room must've gone off and the steam was dissipating. The brunette didn't care the least. She was feeling so good, she wanted that moment to last forever, she wanted more and more, and she let the other girl know so.
"Yessss, keep going, keep going! I'm sooo close!" The words were affecting Heather too much, she felt her stomach tingling and pressure was building up inside her. An urge to be touched down there was overwhelming her too. She knew that that was not possible so she thought of another alternative. She put her left foot on the bench, opened her own folds with her free hand and pressed her wet sex against the perfect ass she had in front of her.
As soon as Nay noticed that against her skin, she felt a sudden spasm taking over her. Everything was so new to her. "Oh fuck, oh fuck…" Both girls went frantic in their movements. The blonde started curling up her fingers thrusting harder and faster until she felt the girl's insides tighten around her. She didn't know what that was supposed to mean but hearing the brunette swear, moan and scream her lungs out she imagined she had reached her orgasm. The screams were affecting her so much that she felt her own relief coming. She put a finger between her teeth an bit hard; hard enough to avoid the scream she needed so much to let out while she felt herself coming. She kept thrusting slower without pulling out.
The shorter girl was in clear ecstasy. She had reached pleasure heights she had never imagined possible. She felt being thrusted again, gently this time, and she didn't want it to end. She knew she was going to come again soon if she kept going like that but her knees felt weak and they bent without consent, kneeling down to the floor. She felt the fingers pulling out impossibly slower. She enjoyed that movement so much too. Due to how sensitive her insides were, she felt the nails, the fingertips, the knuckles in every inch of her sore flesh. She finally had a feeling of emptiness and her body collapsed over the bench and felt totally numb from her waist down.
The steam finally dissipated.
"What the fuck did you do to me?" Naya turned around to face the girl, but there was nobody there.
"Where the hell did she go? No way this was another fucking dream, was it?" She stepped outside the room feeling a sudden cold hitting her. There was nobody there. She had to make sure this hadn't been a dream. But how?
As soon as she took a few steps she knew it wasn't a dream. She felt so sore down there that she was even having a bit of trouble walking. She headed towards the marble counter and looked shocked at her reflection in the mirror.
"Fuck!" She said, when she saw a huge red bruise across her neck. "So much for a fucking dream!"
The door opened. Naya quickly put her hand over her neck by instinct. "Of all the places you have to hide, you put your hand over your neck, you idiot!" She thought regretting the reflex movement.
"Oh, here you are! I've been looking for you, everywhere! Did you relax then?" It was Shay.
"Um relax? Yeah… I'm relaxed… now!" Naya's voice was cracked.
"Sweet Jesus!" Shay almost shouted, giving the other brunette a better check out.
Naya gripped her neck tighter.
"Now that's what I call a STEAMING body! Girl how are you even allowed to exist?!"
"W-what…" Naya was overwhelmed.
Shay turned around to leave, but already in the hallway, before closing the door behind, she shouted:
"SPOTTED!"
"WHAT?" Naya shouted back.
"The sixth! I spotted the sixth!"
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A/N
Hi guys! I hope you liked the chap. Not a lot happened but at least it was intense, wasn't it?
I wanted to know your opinion about Achele and how you like it in this story. This story is basically Heya, but I thought adding some Achele and some Shanaya wouldn't hurt, or would it? Pls let me know in the revs.
By the way, that scene in the dancing studio with Naya recording a video of Shay and the guy dancing is taken from a real video; if you want to check it out (as I am not allowed to paste links in here) go to Shay Mitchell YouTube Channel. It's called "Shay Mitchell Dancing at Millennium".
Oh! And a special shoutout to "x-WankyGleek-x" who is my FanFic follower number 100. I thought about giving shoutouts to the best –not nicest, just the best- and more interesting revs that I receive, what'cha think?!
Thank you ALL so much for reading, reviewing, following and favoriting.
XOXO – Wanky Girl ;p
