#36-Demi and Naya

Tonight was the night of the 2014 ALMA Awards show, highlighting the best American Latino contributions to music, television, and film. Naya Rivera was set to present an award while Demi Lovato was currently on stage performing her hit song 'Really Don't Care'. Naya watched on from the side of the stage as the two brunettes had the whole audience up on their feet dancing and singing along. At the conclusion of the song the lights went down and the two girls ran off stage. Demi couldn't quite see where she was going with the lights the way they were and she tripped on some wiring and fell forward into Naya's embrace.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry," Demi exclaimed as she caught her breath. Naya steadied the performer by holding onto her biceps and helping her upright.

"Don't apologise, I'm fine. That was an amazing performance by the way! You and Cher have amazing chemistry."

"Ha yeah so good people seem to think we're together." Demi joked, winking at Cher as Cher walked past the two and towards the dressing rooms.

"You're not?" Naya questioned.

"No." Demi said rather adamantly. "We're just friends."

"Hmm," Naya said, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Oh I'm Naya by the way."

"Oh, I know."

"So what does someone have to do to take you on a date then?"

"It depends. If this person happens to be a gorgeous Latina singer/actress then probably a lot less than most."

Naya was gobsmacked; Demi Lovato thought she was gorgeous? One of the most famous, popular, and downright sexiest singers thought she was gorgeous? Surely she still had to be at home asleep and this all be a dream; that's the only way this made sense. Demi was looking at her oddly now, a little expectantly, but Naya was lost in her brown eyes.

"Sorry, what did you say?" This time Naya would pay perfect attention, it was not exactly hard to have to stare at Demi's lips; they were rather luscious. Demi chuckled, and god was the sound divine.

"I asked what you're doing back here in the wings when there are plenty of perfectly good seats."

"Oh r-right, I'm due to present in the next ten minutes so I just thought I'd get my bearings. It's kind of neat to see things from back here anyhow."

"Fair enough. There are certain benefits. I've heard people say that behind those curtains over there…" Demi said pointing, "that you're completely out of sight from everyone; camera's, presenters, the audience."

"Oh…" Naya said, wondering why that really mattered.

"I don't think you understand the benefit of that Naya," Demi said taking her hand and leading her over. Naya loved the way her name sounded when Demi said it, all low and husky. She wasn't objecting either to the tight grip Demi had on her and the sparks it sent through her body.

The girls arrived at their seemingly odd destination. Demi glanced into Naya's eyes and then let her eyes travel the length of Naya's body, the silver dress accentuating everything perfectly. Naya froze under the girl's scrutiny. Demi assured her of exactly what Naya's body did to her when she smashed their lips together. Naya was certainly surprised by the forwardness of their interaction but she wasted no time in returning the kiss. She hummed into the kiss, snaking her arms behind Demi's neck and holding her close. Demi tasted like strawberries and Naya knew she wanted more. She licked at Demi's bottom lip and was immediately granted access. Their tongues fought for dominance but it was a battle neither kept tabs of the winner. There was plenty of chemistry and attraction between the girls and Demi was silently thanking fate for bringing the two girls to the same show tonight; she'd been crushing on the Glee star for some time now. Naya wanted even more of Demi so unwrapping her arms from the girl's neck she slid them down to Demi's hips and inched her hands up underneath Demi's shirt. Demi moaned at the feeling of Naya's fingertips on her abdomen and subconsciously clenched her legs together. Demi continued to kiss Naya as Naya's hands inched higher and higher, finding rest on Demi's breasts. Demi bit Naya's lip accidentally as Naya swiped at the girl's hardened nipples. Each touch was electric and Demi was on cloud nine. She could feel herself getting considerably worked up by Naya's magic fingers.

"Please welcome to the stage Ricky Martin and Naya Rivera to present the award for Favourite Female Music Artist" the girls heard the host announce. Naya froze and groaned loudly; could this come at any worse a time.

"Yeah you might want to get going." Demi said, leaning her forehead against Naya's and looking deep into her eyes.

Naya begrudgingly left the girl and walked to the side of stage, where Ricky was waiting to escort her out. The two bantered on stage before reading out the list of nominees, one in particular causing Santana's grin to widen and a blush to form at the mention of her name.

"And the winner for favourite female music artist is…" Ricky began, holding out the card for Naya to announce the winner.

"Demi Lovato!"

Demi stood up in the auditorium; Naya shocked she had gotten back to her seat so quickly. Naya watched as the singer made her way up to the stage, sway in her hips as she walked. She kissed Ricky on the cheek and took the golden trophy from him before sauntering over to Naya. She kissed Naya on the cheek too, lingering a little longer and whispering in her ear.

"I hope you plan on celebrating my win with me later," she said, with the biggest smirk Naya had seen.

Naya didn't hear one word of Demi's thank you speech; her mind was too busy imagining the night ahead, and reliving the taste of Demi's kiss.