Title: How much control do you have? part 1
Title: How much control do you have? part 1
Pairing: Naya/Heather
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No disrespect to cast
Summary: Naya teases Heather during the duets make out scene. Heather tries to control herself.
A/N: This was written for this prompt from the glee_kink_meme. First attempt at a smut fic.
"3,2,1 action!"
Currently Naya Rivera was laying flat on top of Heather Morris. Their bodies were pressed flush against one another and Heather was having a hard time not pushing her hips up into Naya's. She could feel a heat down in her nether regions and only hoped that Naya couldn't feel it as well. She felt Naya dip her head down to place a bite on her neck and follow it up with a kiss. Heather opened her mouth to say her line only to end up biting her lip. She felt a warm hand begin to knead her breast underneath her cheerios top. She could already feel her nipples hardening as the hand began to apply more and more pressure. Then she felt two fingers begin to roll the harden in between them. Heather began to bite her lip as she struggle to contain the moan that would surely escape if this torture didn't stop.
"Cut!" Ryan Murphy exhaled in exasperation while flinging his arms in the air, "Heather, in order for the scene to work you have to say your line." Heather breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the hand leave her cheerios top and move to a safer area. Heather really hoped she could get in character, Naya certainly was. Apparently Naya planned on making the scene as real as possible.
"Try the scene again," Ryan started. "3,2,1 action!" Heather felt a pair of wet lips on her neck as they began to suck on her throbbing pulse. She felt a tongue creep out and begin to lick meticulously at her pale neck. She felt the heat between her legs intensify and then she felt herself clenching her thighs instinctively. As soon as she felt that pressure applied to her smoldering heat she grabbed the bed sheets in order to stop her hand from going under her spanks and entering her drenched entrance. She opened her mouth to say her line only to let out a gasp as she felt a knee push up into the area that was causing her to feel a mixture of intense need and intense frustration. She felt that same knee begin to rub circles on her swollen clit and felt herself grab tighter onto the sheets. The knee began to rub quicker and quicker an Heather felt herself get wetter and wetter.
"Heather!" Ryan shouted. "You missed your line again!" He rubbed at his forehead thinking about how he could get this scene to work. "Okay, you guys are done for the day. I expect you to be here at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. And Heather, practice your lines." Ryan finished as the crew began to pack up their equipment.
Heather felt a weight lift off her chest(no pun intended) as Naya got off of her with a smirk on her face. Heather sat up as she planned a quick escape to her trailer in order to relieve herself. She decided that it would be best if the didn't look at Naya. She had placed on foot on the floor when he felt hot breath splash onto her neck. "That was fun," Naya whispered into her ear." Heather forced herself to not turn around and ravage the teasing brunette that was situated behind her. She forced herself to get off the bed and walk as quick as possible to her trailer. She reached her trailer at a record breaking pace and ran to her room. She quickly began to undress only to feel a pair on hands on her back undoing the clasp of her bra. She felt a familiar pair of lips on her neck as they whispered, "Need any help?"
part 2
Pairing: Naya/Heather
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No disrespect to cast
Summary: Naya teases Heather during the duets make out scene. Heather tries to control herself.
A/N: This was written for this prompt from the glee_kink_meme. First attempt at a smut fic.
"3,2,1 action!"
Currently Naya Rivera was laying flat on top of Heather Morris. Their bodies were pressed flush against one another and Heather was having a hard time not pushing her hips up into Naya's. She could feel a heat down in her nether regions and only hoped that Naya couldn't feel it as well. She felt Naya dip her head down to place a bite on her neck and follow it up with a kiss. Heather opened her mouth to say her line only to end up biting her lip. She felt a warm hand begin to knead her breast underneath her cheerios top. She could already feel her nipples hardening as the hand began to apply more and more pressure. Then she felt two fingers begin to roll the harden in between them. Heather began to bite her lip as she struggle to contain the moan that would surely escape if this torture didn't stop.
"Cut!" Ryan Murphy exhaled in exasperation while flinging his arms in the air, "Heather, in order for the scene to work you have to say your line." Heather breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the hand leave her cheerios top and move to a safer area. Heather really hoped she could get in character, Naya certainly was. Apparently Naya planned on making the scene as real as possible.
"Try the scene again," Ryan started. "3,2,1 action!" Heather felt a pair of wet lips on her neck as they began to suck on her throbbing pulse. She felt a tongue creep out and begin to lick meticulously at her pale neck. She felt the heat between her legs intensify and then she felt herself clenching her thighs instinctively. As soon as she felt that pressure applied to her smoldering heat she grabbed the bed sheets in order to stop her hand from going under her spanks and entering her drenched entrance. She opened her mouth to say her line only to let out a gasp as she felt a knee push up into the area that was causing her to feel a mixture of intense need and intense frustration. She felt that same knee begin to rub circles on her swollen clit and felt herself grab tighter onto the sheets. The knee began to rub quicker and quicker an Heather felt herself get wetter and wetter.
"Heather!" Ryan shouted. "You missed your line again!" He rubbed at his forehead thinking about how he could get this scene to work. "Okay, you guys are done for the day. I expect you to be here at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. And Heather, practice your lines." Ryan finished as the crew began to pack up their equipment.
Heather felt a weight lift off her chest(no pun intended) as Naya got off of her with a smirk on her face. Heather sat up as she planned a quick escape to her trailer in order to relieve herself. She decided that it would be best if the didn't look at Naya. She had placed on foot on the floor when he felt hot breath splash onto her neck. "That was fun," Naya whispered into her ear." Heather forced herself to not turn around and ravage the teasing brunette that was situated behind her. She forced herself to get off the bed and walk as quick as possible to her trailer. She reached her trailer at a record breaking pace and ran to her room. She quickly began to undress only to feel a pair on hands on her back undoing the clasp of her bra. She felt a familiar pair of lips on her neck as they whispered, "Need any help?"
part 2