Fic: She Falls Apart - Seven
Title: She Falls Apart - Seven
Fandom, Pairing: RPF (Disney) Demi/Selena
Rating: Varies but we'll say M to NC-17 over most chapters.
Disclaimer: This is a work of complete and utter fiction.
Summary: Following An Untitled Prologue which was written for a prompt over at colorwithme this follows what happens between Demi and Selena after.
Authors Notes: Thanks to Faye letscall-l for being the beta on this one - your comments always help to keep me inspired.
Warnings: This fic deals with adult situations like sex (and on that note the girls are older now - obviously), alcohol consumption and some general adult themes.
This does deal with some sensitive issues of non-con/date-rape and rape - if this disturbs you please don't read it.
Chapter Seven
Selena grabs a handful of popcorn and snuggles closer into Demi’s embrace. She turns her head into the crook of the other girl’s neck as the serial killer appears on screen. Demi pulls Selena closer and wonders if she should turn the movie off. It was bad enough the other girl spent all day filming a horror movie without coming home to watch one.
“You ok?” She asks softly, brushing fingers through Selena’s hair.
“Yea” Selena mumbles.
“We can turn it off, watching something else maybe?” Demi suggests.
“Yea” Selena agrees quickly grabbing the remote and shutting off the TV “Sorry Dem” She looks down at the remote before tossing it aside.
“Hey it’s ok” Demi pulls the other girl close, wrapping her arms around her friend. They sit there quietly, Demi listening to the other girls breathing and wishing she could just be kissing her. She’s been patient; looking after Selena now Taylor has gone on tour. But everything is going at a snails pace and she is getting frustrated. She’s spent most of her time with Selena at her home. The other girl needed the company and Demi honestly wasn’t bothered to spend time at her LA apartment, it was really just a crash pad anyway. Mandy spends a lot of time with the girls also, thankfully providing a few home cooked meals. She gives them plenty of space and Demi believes she suspects their relationship is more than friends. Selena shifts, moving closer to Demi, their eyes connect and suddenly Selena is moving forward and pressing their lips together. Demi can’t help the moan of pleasure that escapes her at the contact, grateful that Selena has finally decided to push their fledgling relationship further. She’d been worried she was going to be pushed into a strictly friends territory despite the increasingly intimate nature of the time they are spending together. She had been wondering if it was stupid of her to think Selena would ever let her be more than a friend. She’s ecstatic it’s been worth waiting.
“Sorry” Selena mumbles again, pulling away. Demi slides an arm around her waist, preventing her from moving too far away but careful not to actively restrain her.
“Don’t be sorry” she smiles softly “Don’t ever be sorry for that. I always want you to do that.” She leans forward, her lips not quite meeting Selena’s, allowing the other girl to close the distance. She does, seemingly content with Demi’s words as a good enough reason. Soon Selena is sitting right in Demi’s lap, the kisses become more passionate. Demi’s fingers dance over the clothed expanse of Selena’s back, she wants to run them over smooth skin. She wants to strip Selena bare, press herself inside the other girl and make her beg. She retrains her desire, cautious of scaring her away. Her hands stay outside of clothing, she lets Selena deepen the kisses, she’s far too scared the wrong move will end this blissful moment. Eventually Selena leans back, her pupils are dilated as she watches Demi. Sucking in a deep breath she quietly confesses
“This is a really bad idea”
“No it’s not” Demi argues. “I love you Sel” She is sincere about this if nothing else in her life at this point. “I know things are fucked up, but this is right”
Selena nods, presses her lips against Demi’s before climbing off her “I’m going to bed”
“Ok” Demi smiles “I might stay up a bit” Selena nods then heads upstairs. Demi slides her fingers through her hair and takes a few breaths. Her body is humming with excitement from the make out session with Selena and now she has to go to bed, their bodies always end up intertwined and she has to be a good girl. She growls to herself in frustration and decided a warm glass of milk may be order. Or a glass of wine, just something to calm herself and help her sleep.
Ryan laughs and chases Andrew around the wet concrete as Selena watches the antics. She turns back to the grill where Frankie is standing, a hot dog poised to place on her bun. He looked completely non-threatening with an apron and a lopsided chefs hat. Selena almost wonders why she has been so petrified of him, granted layers of make-up had helped create the effect of a psychotic serial killer. Today he’s just a good natured guy grilling meat for the cast and crew at the wrap party. It’s an informal type of gathering, filming wrapped the day before and there had been an invite to hang out at Frankie’s place by the pool. It was a good day, she was enjoying the sunshine and spending the time with people she might not see again for awhile. Of course the core cast would be out on promotions together, but there were plenty of people she has befriended who she won’t see for awhile. Especially the special effects make up team who put together all her wounds, they were endlessly entertaining.
“Selena!” Ryan shouts before racing up to her grinning.
“Um Hey” She smiles before grabbing the mustard bottle to add to her hot dog.
“Hey, you want to come into the city later. Andrew said there’s this great new club” She can see the sparkle in Ryan’s eyes. He’s still a country boy at heart, easily excited by the big city scene.
“Sorry Ryan, I have plans.” Plans involved watching “The Notebook” with Demi, then making out. She feels warmth creep into her as she thinks of Demi, she’s becoming increasingly more comfortable with being affectionate with her. It helps that Demi is incredibly cautious of pushing things too far, a complete turn about from the girl who’d taken advantage of her in the past. Dr Carter seemed sceptical of the relationship she explained, but generally noted Demi has been good for her in the aftermath of Michael. She could see the concern from Dr Carter that the relationship wasn’t healthy but Demi was there for her, and with Taylor on tour now and Miley stuck in Tennessee she didn’t really know who else to turn to.
“Bummer” He looks dejected and she’s almost tempted to change her mind. Only she’s still not quite ready to go out to a loud, busy club.
“Hey, coming tonight?” Andrew has joined them, also eager for his co-star to hit the town with them.
“She’s busy” Ryan informs him.
“Just bring Demi along” Andrew rolls his eyes. They all know she’s close with Demi again, the other girl had become a common sight around the set after Selena’s unscheduled break.
“I’ll ask her then.” She pulls out her cell phone to call Demi.
Demi’s body moves against Selena’s, her arms carefully encircle the other girl and keep her close. She can feel the tension as they dance, the lights flashing and the bass throbbing. Demi tries to pull Selena closer as they dance, knowing her presence is the only thing keeping her grounded.
“Can we go home yet?” Selena practically yells into Demi’s ear to be heard over the music.
“I think we could” Demi replies, she’s honestly sick of the way some of the boys are watching them dance. She just wants to take Selena home and cuddle up in bed, make out for awhile and see if she can get to second base. She laces her fingers with Selena’s before moving their bodies apart and pulling her through the crowded dance floor. They wave at Andrew who is talking to an attractive young girl then head outside. The cool night air hits them with relief and Selena instantly feels better having escaped the bright lights and crowded venue. She wouldn’t touch anything to drink and was feel dehydrated and a bit ridiculous over her paranoia, but she still half expected Michael to appear within the crowd.
“Hey you off?” Ryan asks, his hand covering the mouth piece on his cell phone. Selena had wondered where he vanished too and now realises he has been standing outside for probably the last hour talking to his girlfriend.
“Yea, we’re both tired so I’m going to take this one home” Demi tugs Selena lightly, pulling her closer before wrapping an arm around her waist. Ryan smiles.
“Okay then, take care” He then turns around slightly, raising his phone back up. “Hey sorry I’m still here”
Demi smiles as the two girls find a cab and head back to Selena’s place. Sitting in the back of the cab she rests her head onto Demi’s shoulder, her eyelids drooping and she almost wants to fall asleep. The car suddenly stops and Demi is whispering in her ear.
“Hey sleepyhead, we’re here” Demi gently prods Selena as they pull up outside the house. They quietly get out and Demi pays the driver, she slides an arm around Selena’s waist as they head up to the house.
“Tonight was fun” Demi idly comments.
“Yea” Selena mumbles, she didn’t feel like it was very fun. She didn’t like being in that sort of environment. The only thing keeping her from running away screaming was Demi’s arms wrapped around her on the dance-floor, while also literally holding her in place it was comforting to know Demi was there to protect her.
As soon as they are inside she rewards her protector with a kiss. It quickly progresses and Demi has her pressed back against the front door, her tongue exploring the older girls mouth. Selena wraps her arms tighter against Demi and tries to suppress a contented moan. She’s becoming increasingly more comfortable with these situations, awhile ago Demi had pressed her luck being too aggressive and Selena had literally run away. She’d had a gut reaction to Demi pressing her against the kitchen island as they were making out. Now she was feeling more secure that Demi wasn’t going to hurt her. After that incident Demi had backed off almost completely, she was always doing her best to let Selena take the lead because she knows she needs to take it at the other girls pace. Suddenly Demis hand moves and cups her ass, pulling their bodies even closer. Selena simply moans into Demi’s mouth. It’s something new but she’s happy for Demi to take some imitative. When they finally break for breath she whispers.
“Bed?” Demi’s eyes light up instantly and Selena can’t help but chuckle “Sleep time” She kisses Demi’s nose as she watches the other girls smile drop from something ecstatic to more relaxed, content. She’s defiantly not ready for anything more than making out. She knows Demi wants it, she can feel it in every kiss, in every touch, but she also knows Demi is willing to wait. This is what gives Selena faith that Demi has changed for the better because she wants to wait and make sure it’s going to be better than last time. She knows she needs to wait for Selena to be ready. Really she’s become the perfect gentleman.
Chapter Eight