A/N: Another prompt from itsacurse for more Julyberry, written on the same night (which explains the similar wording). Thanks!
Rachel was conflicted. She knew what she was entering into wasn't the most smartest of ideas, but it didn't mean she was cognizant of how, exactly, it was going to affect her life - and her life at NYADA.
Cassandra was looking at her stonily, eyebrows straight as her lips barely curled up.
"I know," Rachel finally admitted, "But I can - I can make it - "
The older blonde's eyes rolled. "Just, shut up," she held up a hand, cutting Rachel off, "And move."
Strong hands curled around Rachel's hips, pulling her into Cassandra's front. Gasping, she stretched her neck up, eyes slamming shut as heat seared up her waist. "Okay," she swallowed, hands digging into Cassandra's sides, "Let's… Do this."
