006. fic: "bliss."
Title: bliss.
Shipping: Lovez/Semi (Demi & Selena)
Rating: R (Slash/Sexual Intercourse)
Summary: She was just as anxious as I was, but I wasn't in a hurry. I knew we had time to be together. That's all I'd ever wanted. I wanted more time, though. I knew that we could be here for days.
I walked up the stairs of Selena's house until I got to her room. Was she watching The Notebook or something? I couldn't tell, but I heard something....It didn't sound like her. It must've been that scene where Allie and Noah reunite and he pushed her up against that closet door or whatever....I'd only seen it a few times. I hadn't memorized the whole movie or anything. I opened up the door and stood there, a bit shocked at what I saw.
Selena had her hand shoved down her lacy black thong. Her other hand was inside her bra, fiddling with her left nipple. Her head was pushed back against the headboard. Oh, God...I found this far more sexy than I should have. I cleared my throat, interrupting Selena from touching herself. She looked up at me, her lips forming a perfect little O shape. “D-Demi....H-hi.” she stuttered and moved her hands, brushing them off on her thighs as her cheeks noticeably turned a darker shade of pink than they normally were.
“It's fine, Sel. You don't have to explain to me,” I said softly. “I was just wondering... What do you want to do tonight? You'll probably call Justin, but I mean, after....” Selena stared at me, not sure what to say. She got under the covers. I could tell she was quite embarrassed for what I'd caught her doing. She really had no reason to be, though. It was awfully sexy that she'd been doing it so loudly. I bit my lip and raised my eyebrows. She must've realized I'd said something then.
“Um....I-I don't know, Dems. I'll think about it...” she said softly. I nodded and began to walk towards the door. I turned around, my hand wrapped around the door handle. We always teased each other sexually, but we (usually) meant nothing by it.
“Oh, and Sel?” I said, my voice an octave higher than normal.
“Yeah?”
“Next time, just ask for my help. My tongue's a lot faster than your fingers. I know you don't like messing up your manicure.” I smirked, not looking at her as I said it. I was facing the door, but I could see her lick her lips and blush even darker through the mirror that was sitting on top of her high dresser right next to me. I walked downstairs and decided to make some puppy chow. It only took about fifteen minutes-actually, it took a little less than fifteen minutes, but I added a few pieces of Chex mix cause I ate some after it was all mixed together. I sighed and left the bowl out and put some cling wrap over it. I wanted to keep it fresh.
I hadn't heard anything from Selena since I'd interrupted her. I was very tempted to take the time (while she was apparently busy) to take a hot steamy shower. It was no fun, though, because I hardly had enough mental images of Selena touching herself to keep myself occupied while I tried to get off under the hot water. That was half the fun of even taking a shower, anyway. I, instead, went back upstairs to get Selena. I checked my phone on the way up. I had a few random texts. Two from Nick, one from Dallas, and another from Tiffany. I ignored them, though, and put my phone back into the pocket of my dark black skinny jeans.
This time, when I approached Selena's room, I heard a different noise. Wait....Wait...
I could still hear a few soft, tiny moans. The noise that was louder, however, was a vibrating sound. Oh God. Either she was shaving or she was using her vibrator. I didn't even know that she had one...I was guessing from the moans and giggles she was not shaving. It was definitely the vibrator. I took a deep breath, but my knees were already sagging a little. They were weak just with the idea of Selena getting all hot and sweaty, without anyone helping her. The thoughts got worse, even more dirty, as I thought of what she was getting off on. Honestly, I liked Justin, but if it was him she was getting off on, in any way, I would rip him to shreds and spit the pieces back out in front of all of his little “Beliebers.” No one messed with my Selena. If anyone could make her feel good, it had to be me.
Without a warning at all, I threw open the door. Selena let out a gasp of pleasure. I'm not sure why-I was guessing from the hiss I gave as I began to speak to her, or the fact that I was storming over to her and was hovering very close, my head just inches from hers. “Selena, I know I don't have a huge right to say anything, seeing that I was gone for months and for months before that we weren't talking, but why exactly are you doing this? It's fucking killing me, you know. I've always wanted to fuck you hard and you're getting off on a vibrator. What's worse is you're probably getting off on fucking Justin instead of me. Fuck, I've got more testosterone than he does! He's a fucking wimp! I could make you...”
For some reason, I looked down just then. That's when I noticed something. In her dominant hand (her right one) was her vibrator. In her left hand, however, was her phone. She was getting off on what was on the screen, but I had been wrong. It was not anything related to Justin at all. It was a picture of me I didn't even know she had. Now that I thought of it, though, it made sense. I knew that pictures of me had gotten out when I was in rehab. It was one of the pictures of me in my bra, with my hands above my head. She was getting off on me. I smirked and took her phone out of her hand. Her cheeks were a deeper pink than before. I looked from her to the phone. “Well. Someone's got some `splainin' to do,” I began with a smirk, “Would you like to explain why you're getting off on my sexy body?” I let out a giggle suddenly. I couldn't totally be tough. I giggled because it was actually kind of flattering that Selena was getting off on me. Selena began to stutter.
“I-I....Well...I wanted...I was just so hot....and you....I thought you were busy. I didn't think you'd....wanna do this to me.” I smirked at the words she said.
“Well, you should've checked first. I gladly would've done anything you wanted,” I licked my lips and-because it was still on-turned off her vibrator and began to slide my fingers against the inside of her thigh. Her mouth made that little O shape again and her eyes closed for a second. She gasped and opened them quickly, watching my every move. I rubbed harder. “D-Demi!” she choked on my name and let out a loud moan. I was enjoying this a little too much. I wasn't even close to touching her clit yet and she was already eager to have me. I slammed one of my fingers into her clit. My nail hit her at just the right angle to make her shiver with pleasure. She whimpered once more. “That's so fucking hot!” she whined and arched her back. “Take off my th-thong!” I liked this Selena. She was needy and anxious. It was sexy.
I was getting hotter and I could feel my core get even more wet than it had been before. I stopped thrusting the end of my index finger against her panties and finally slid them off. It was slow, however, because I wanted to watch as every single centimeter was unveiled to me. Holy shit, she'd definitely shaved recently. It was so hot. There she was....Her sexy vagina was right in front of me and I could do anything I wanted. I moaned. “What do you want?” I asked. I took this time to unbutton the white blouse I was wearing, then reached behind me to unhook my bra. I leaned over her, my breasts perfectly in front of her eyes. I moved them down a bit. They were over her mouth now. She whimpered.
“Everything,” she answered and wrapped her legs around me. I bit my lip softly as she began to suck between my breasts. I held back a tiny moan that was growing in the back of my throat. She sucked gently across to my left breast and sucked gingerly on my nipple. I finally let out the moan that had been building. It turned into a moan mixed with a gasp as she gently dug her teeth in around it. God, she must've been watching lesbian porn or something...
“You're such a sexy whore.” I whimpered. I pulled back from her and she was the one to moan. She was just as anxious as I was, but I wasn't in a hurry. I knew we had time to be together. That's all I'd ever wanted. I wanted more time, though. I knew that we could be here for days. We could call off of work. We could say we were sick. We'd find excuses. I slid my hands around her back and sucked roughly on her cleavage then towards the edge of her bra. She squealed quietly. “Oh! Lick me....” She insisted. I wasn't going to let her down. I stopped kissing to lick against the edge of her cup (she was a B cup, the little cunt). I finally unhooked her bra and pulled my head back to slide her bra off of her arms. She whined. A few of her fingers looked shinier than normal. I knew why. She was just a little slut and had been touching herself. That pissed me off a little. I stood up and pulled off my skinny jeans. I kept my panties on and walked to her closet. I found a red scarf and licked my lips. It would do. I walked over to her and straddled her stomach.
“Demi...This isn't what I want!” She hissed, which made me throb slightly. This was too much for me. It was almost too fast, as well, but I wasn't going to admit it. The scarf was rather long, so I managed to wrap it around both her wrists above her head then wrapped it around again and tied it to the left knob of the bed post. I moaned. “God, you fuckin' skank. I can't wait to touch you for real this time.” I licked my lips and spread out her legs. I sat between them and gently rubbed her clit with the back of my fingers and curled them slightly so my knuckles stood out. She whined. “Oh God! This is so good!” She changed her tune, as I thought she would.
“That's right. Just be a good little bitch.” I smirked then slid one of my middle fingers into her. I roughly began to slam it into her, as though it was a strap-on or (the idea made my head spin) my tongue. I stopped suddenly. She tried to sit up but the scarf held her back. It was basically just her whole torso arching for me as she began to talk, “Demi!” she yelled.
“What, cunt?” She licked her lips.
“Don't stop! Please! Tongue me. Oh, God. I need your mouth.” her voice was surprisingly calm and husky. I bit my lip softly and nodded.
“I see...” my voice trailed off and I kissed down her stomach and roughly sucked over her belly button. She arched for real this time.
“DEMI!” she yelled out my name and her voice even cracked. I could feel her hips twitch under my hands.
“Shut up.” I hissed to her before licking over to her hip and followed her bikini line to the little dip on the left side of her core. She was jerking her hips and moaning repeatedly now. If I didn't know better, I'd think she actually had something inside her. She whimpered quietly.
“This is so fucking sexy. I just want you to-” Before she could say what she wanted, I gave it to her. I jammed my tongue inside her vagina as hard as I could. I nearly gagged at how far my tongue was inside her. I explored as best as I could and gently pushed my top row of teeth down. She squealed and giggled. I could hear her fighting against the ties. I moaned inside of her, making her vibrate just a bit before I wiggled my tongue all over the place. I pulled back and licked my lips softly. I leaned over her. She locked eyes with me.
“Do it.” she growled at me and that was it. Within seconds, I was straddling her, with my own panties still on. I grinded her roughly and my tongue was shoved down her throat. She was kissing me back roughly and she could taste herself on my tongue. That was the whole purpose of kissing her. I wanted her to know the reason I'd been aching to get my lips all over her body. She was delicious. She was a mix of sweet and bitter, from the sweat dripping all over her body. I had no doubt she was sweating a bit more from all the stress I was putting her through. I managed to pull away and began to bounce roughly on top of her. She gasped. “Tell me....Tell me that you're as turned on as I am!” she cried out. I nodded, panting as I bounced even higher.
“Of course.” I muttered and gasped myself. I situated myself perfectly with her hip and slammed on to her. That was it. I came hard, white flashing behind my eyes. “SELENA!” I yelled out and I heard her yelling my name. I was yelling and I was frozen suddenly. I couldn't move. I couldn't say anything. I gasped for air. It was over. Just like that....We were done. Selena was panting even harder than I was. I laid on top of her. My nipples were right over hers. It was perfect. I could feel her under me. Her chest was moving up and down under mine and I matched my breath with hers. I moved my hand up and managed to get her hands out from the scarf.
“Do you wanna do it again?” she whispered in my ear and bit down on it softly. I whimpered. “You have to be on top.” I decided quietly. My eyes were closed and I snuggled into her. I felt her hand son my hips and whimpered again at the sensation. She slid off my panties.
Before I had any time to realize what was happening, she was on top of me and had moved one of my legs perfectly and now, our clits were touching. I let out a cry of ecstasy and so did she, following my lead. She was grinding me and I was trying to grind back, but I couldn't. She put her hands on my hips and forced me to grind back. I hissed with pleasure.
“That's it! Oh! Once more! At an angle!” she moved her hips and somehow, that was it. I was gone again. I was wet and sweaty. It was ten times worse than before. My bangs were stuck to my forehead and Selena continued. She wouldn't stop. I told her to, even. “Please! Stop! I-I can't take any more!” I whined but I somehow grinded her back, moving my hips in alternation with hers. She whimpered. “Nevermind.” I whispered softly and let out a loud moan again as we kept going. I didn't want this to ever end. She leaned over me as I opened my eyes. Her brown eyes finally connected with mine.
“I love you, Demi.” she cooed. I could've melted into a puddle right then and there.
“I love you too.” I mumbled and kissed her roughly. We were in sync with our hips once more as I held her tightly. It was just a minute or two later when we both came again and she bit my top lip the entire time.
This....what we had somehow fallen into...
I didn't know what it was. I didn't know how long this could last. Would she still feel this way when I was too busy to please her? What about when she had to go away too? I didn't know. I didn't have any clue what this was. I hadn't been with anyone since Joe, in any way at all.
The only thing I did know, was what I would define what this temporary high was.
It was bliss.
Shipping: Lovez/Semi (Demi & Selena)
Rating: R (Slash/Sexual Intercourse)
Summary: She was just as anxious as I was, but I wasn't in a hurry. I knew we had time to be together. That's all I'd ever wanted. I wanted more time, though. I knew that we could be here for days.
I walked up the stairs of Selena's house until I got to her room. Was she watching The Notebook or something? I couldn't tell, but I heard something....It didn't sound like her. It must've been that scene where Allie and Noah reunite and he pushed her up against that closet door or whatever....I'd only seen it a few times. I hadn't memorized the whole movie or anything. I opened up the door and stood there, a bit shocked at what I saw.
Selena had her hand shoved down her lacy black thong. Her other hand was inside her bra, fiddling with her left nipple. Her head was pushed back against the headboard. Oh, God...I found this far more sexy than I should have. I cleared my throat, interrupting Selena from touching herself. She looked up at me, her lips forming a perfect little O shape. “D-Demi....H-hi.” she stuttered and moved her hands, brushing them off on her thighs as her cheeks noticeably turned a darker shade of pink than they normally were.
“It's fine, Sel. You don't have to explain to me,” I said softly. “I was just wondering... What do you want to do tonight? You'll probably call Justin, but I mean, after....” Selena stared at me, not sure what to say. She got under the covers. I could tell she was quite embarrassed for what I'd caught her doing. She really had no reason to be, though. It was awfully sexy that she'd been doing it so loudly. I bit my lip and raised my eyebrows. She must've realized I'd said something then.
“Um....I-I don't know, Dems. I'll think about it...” she said softly. I nodded and began to walk towards the door. I turned around, my hand wrapped around the door handle. We always teased each other sexually, but we (usually) meant nothing by it.
“Oh, and Sel?” I said, my voice an octave higher than normal.
“Yeah?”
“Next time, just ask for my help. My tongue's a lot faster than your fingers. I know you don't like messing up your manicure.” I smirked, not looking at her as I said it. I was facing the door, but I could see her lick her lips and blush even darker through the mirror that was sitting on top of her high dresser right next to me. I walked downstairs and decided to make some puppy chow. It only took about fifteen minutes-actually, it took a little less than fifteen minutes, but I added a few pieces of Chex mix cause I ate some after it was all mixed together. I sighed and left the bowl out and put some cling wrap over it. I wanted to keep it fresh.
I hadn't heard anything from Selena since I'd interrupted her. I was very tempted to take the time (while she was apparently busy) to take a hot steamy shower. It was no fun, though, because I hardly had enough mental images of Selena touching herself to keep myself occupied while I tried to get off under the hot water. That was half the fun of even taking a shower, anyway. I, instead, went back upstairs to get Selena. I checked my phone on the way up. I had a few random texts. Two from Nick, one from Dallas, and another from Tiffany. I ignored them, though, and put my phone back into the pocket of my dark black skinny jeans.
This time, when I approached Selena's room, I heard a different noise. Wait....Wait...
I could still hear a few soft, tiny moans. The noise that was louder, however, was a vibrating sound. Oh God. Either she was shaving or she was using her vibrator. I didn't even know that she had one...I was guessing from the moans and giggles she was not shaving. It was definitely the vibrator. I took a deep breath, but my knees were already sagging a little. They were weak just with the idea of Selena getting all hot and sweaty, without anyone helping her. The thoughts got worse, even more dirty, as I thought of what she was getting off on. Honestly, I liked Justin, but if it was him she was getting off on, in any way, I would rip him to shreds and spit the pieces back out in front of all of his little “Beliebers.” No one messed with my Selena. If anyone could make her feel good, it had to be me.
Without a warning at all, I threw open the door. Selena let out a gasp of pleasure. I'm not sure why-I was guessing from the hiss I gave as I began to speak to her, or the fact that I was storming over to her and was hovering very close, my head just inches from hers. “Selena, I know I don't have a huge right to say anything, seeing that I was gone for months and for months before that we weren't talking, but why exactly are you doing this? It's fucking killing me, you know. I've always wanted to fuck you hard and you're getting off on a vibrator. What's worse is you're probably getting off on fucking Justin instead of me. Fuck, I've got more testosterone than he does! He's a fucking wimp! I could make you...”
For some reason, I looked down just then. That's when I noticed something. In her dominant hand (her right one) was her vibrator. In her left hand, however, was her phone. She was getting off on what was on the screen, but I had been wrong. It was not anything related to Justin at all. It was a picture of me I didn't even know she had. Now that I thought of it, though, it made sense. I knew that pictures of me had gotten out when I was in rehab. It was one of the pictures of me in my bra, with my hands above my head. She was getting off on me. I smirked and took her phone out of her hand. Her cheeks were a deeper pink than before. I looked from her to the phone. “Well. Someone's got some `splainin' to do,” I began with a smirk, “Would you like to explain why you're getting off on my sexy body?” I let out a giggle suddenly. I couldn't totally be tough. I giggled because it was actually kind of flattering that Selena was getting off on me. Selena began to stutter.
“I-I....Well...I wanted...I was just so hot....and you....I thought you were busy. I didn't think you'd....wanna do this to me.” I smirked at the words she said.
“Well, you should've checked first. I gladly would've done anything you wanted,” I licked my lips and-because it was still on-turned off her vibrator and began to slide my fingers against the inside of her thigh. Her mouth made that little O shape again and her eyes closed for a second. She gasped and opened them quickly, watching my every move. I rubbed harder. “D-Demi!” she choked on my name and let out a loud moan. I was enjoying this a little too much. I wasn't even close to touching her clit yet and she was already eager to have me. I slammed one of my fingers into her clit. My nail hit her at just the right angle to make her shiver with pleasure. She whimpered once more. “That's so fucking hot!” she whined and arched her back. “Take off my th-thong!” I liked this Selena. She was needy and anxious. It was sexy.
I was getting hotter and I could feel my core get even more wet than it had been before. I stopped thrusting the end of my index finger against her panties and finally slid them off. It was slow, however, because I wanted to watch as every single centimeter was unveiled to me. Holy shit, she'd definitely shaved recently. It was so hot. There she was....Her sexy vagina was right in front of me and I could do anything I wanted. I moaned. “What do you want?” I asked. I took this time to unbutton the white blouse I was wearing, then reached behind me to unhook my bra. I leaned over her, my breasts perfectly in front of her eyes. I moved them down a bit. They were over her mouth now. She whimpered.
“Everything,” she answered and wrapped her legs around me. I bit my lip softly as she began to suck between my breasts. I held back a tiny moan that was growing in the back of my throat. She sucked gently across to my left breast and sucked gingerly on my nipple. I finally let out the moan that had been building. It turned into a moan mixed with a gasp as she gently dug her teeth in around it. God, she must've been watching lesbian porn or something...
“You're such a sexy whore.” I whimpered. I pulled back from her and she was the one to moan. She was just as anxious as I was, but I wasn't in a hurry. I knew we had time to be together. That's all I'd ever wanted. I wanted more time, though. I knew that we could be here for days. We could call off of work. We could say we were sick. We'd find excuses. I slid my hands around her back and sucked roughly on her cleavage then towards the edge of her bra. She squealed quietly. “Oh! Lick me....” She insisted. I wasn't going to let her down. I stopped kissing to lick against the edge of her cup (she was a B cup, the little cunt). I finally unhooked her bra and pulled my head back to slide her bra off of her arms. She whined. A few of her fingers looked shinier than normal. I knew why. She was just a little slut and had been touching herself. That pissed me off a little. I stood up and pulled off my skinny jeans. I kept my panties on and walked to her closet. I found a red scarf and licked my lips. It would do. I walked over to her and straddled her stomach.
“Demi...This isn't what I want!” She hissed, which made me throb slightly. This was too much for me. It was almost too fast, as well, but I wasn't going to admit it. The scarf was rather long, so I managed to wrap it around both her wrists above her head then wrapped it around again and tied it to the left knob of the bed post. I moaned. “God, you fuckin' skank. I can't wait to touch you for real this time.” I licked my lips and spread out her legs. I sat between them and gently rubbed her clit with the back of my fingers and curled them slightly so my knuckles stood out. She whined. “Oh God! This is so good!” She changed her tune, as I thought she would.
“That's right. Just be a good little bitch.” I smirked then slid one of my middle fingers into her. I roughly began to slam it into her, as though it was a strap-on or (the idea made my head spin) my tongue. I stopped suddenly. She tried to sit up but the scarf held her back. It was basically just her whole torso arching for me as she began to talk, “Demi!” she yelled.
“What, cunt?” She licked her lips.
“Don't stop! Please! Tongue me. Oh, God. I need your mouth.” her voice was surprisingly calm and husky. I bit my lip softly and nodded.
“I see...” my voice trailed off and I kissed down her stomach and roughly sucked over her belly button. She arched for real this time.
“DEMI!” she yelled out my name and her voice even cracked. I could feel her hips twitch under my hands.
“Shut up.” I hissed to her before licking over to her hip and followed her bikini line to the little dip on the left side of her core. She was jerking her hips and moaning repeatedly now. If I didn't know better, I'd think she actually had something inside her. She whimpered quietly.
“This is so fucking sexy. I just want you to-” Before she could say what she wanted, I gave it to her. I jammed my tongue inside her vagina as hard as I could. I nearly gagged at how far my tongue was inside her. I explored as best as I could and gently pushed my top row of teeth down. She squealed and giggled. I could hear her fighting against the ties. I moaned inside of her, making her vibrate just a bit before I wiggled my tongue all over the place. I pulled back and licked my lips softly. I leaned over her. She locked eyes with me.
“Do it.” she growled at me and that was it. Within seconds, I was straddling her, with my own panties still on. I grinded her roughly and my tongue was shoved down her throat. She was kissing me back roughly and she could taste herself on my tongue. That was the whole purpose of kissing her. I wanted her to know the reason I'd been aching to get my lips all over her body. She was delicious. She was a mix of sweet and bitter, from the sweat dripping all over her body. I had no doubt she was sweating a bit more from all the stress I was putting her through. I managed to pull away and began to bounce roughly on top of her. She gasped. “Tell me....Tell me that you're as turned on as I am!” she cried out. I nodded, panting as I bounced even higher.
“Of course.” I muttered and gasped myself. I situated myself perfectly with her hip and slammed on to her. That was it. I came hard, white flashing behind my eyes. “SELENA!” I yelled out and I heard her yelling my name. I was yelling and I was frozen suddenly. I couldn't move. I couldn't say anything. I gasped for air. It was over. Just like that....We were done. Selena was panting even harder than I was. I laid on top of her. My nipples were right over hers. It was perfect. I could feel her under me. Her chest was moving up and down under mine and I matched my breath with hers. I moved my hand up and managed to get her hands out from the scarf.
“Do you wanna do it again?” she whispered in my ear and bit down on it softly. I whimpered. “You have to be on top.” I decided quietly. My eyes were closed and I snuggled into her. I felt her hand son my hips and whimpered again at the sensation. She slid off my panties.
Before I had any time to realize what was happening, she was on top of me and had moved one of my legs perfectly and now, our clits were touching. I let out a cry of ecstasy and so did she, following my lead. She was grinding me and I was trying to grind back, but I couldn't. She put her hands on my hips and forced me to grind back. I hissed with pleasure.
“That's it! Oh! Once more! At an angle!” she moved her hips and somehow, that was it. I was gone again. I was wet and sweaty. It was ten times worse than before. My bangs were stuck to my forehead and Selena continued. She wouldn't stop. I told her to, even. “Please! Stop! I-I can't take any more!” I whined but I somehow grinded her back, moving my hips in alternation with hers. She whimpered. “Nevermind.” I whispered softly and let out a loud moan again as we kept going. I didn't want this to ever end. She leaned over me as I opened my eyes. Her brown eyes finally connected with mine.
“I love you, Demi.” she cooed. I could've melted into a puddle right then and there.
“I love you too.” I mumbled and kissed her roughly. We were in sync with our hips once more as I held her tightly. It was just a minute or two later when we both came again and she bit my top lip the entire time.
This....what we had somehow fallen into...
I didn't know what it was. I didn't know how long this could last. Would she still feel this way when I was too busy to please her? What about when she had to go away too? I didn't know. I didn't have any clue what this was. I hadn't been with anyone since Joe, in any way at all.
The only thing I did know, was what I would define what this temporary high was.
It was bliss.