Publicity

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Miley's POV

I just really, really, really want that cover.

"Y-you agree?" Nick stammered, looking up slowly from the floor to look at me, he couldn't believe what I just said.

"What? Do you expect me to curse at you and say no?"

"Yes?" He replied.

Silence settled between us and for a while we just stood there awkwardly, none of us daring to break the silence. Am I crazy for agreeing with Nick's idea that we should have sex? Am I just desperate for that vogue cover? Or am I—

Nick cleared his throat "So...I should tell you that we have 10 minutes."

I looked at him "We're doing it now?"

"Yes? Unless you want to explain to Mario that we need to go home and have sex in order to give him a nude picture because we can't since we're not dating for real!"

I hesitated "In here?" I said looking around.

He gave me a look "Do you want that cover?"

"Yes, I want that cover oh God please," I replied quickly.

"Then..." He moved his hand around nervously "We just need to make use of the only available options."

I hugged my body nervously, I was starting to have second thoughts about this I mean...I can't have sex with Nick! Right now looking at him looking at me and then picturing having to do things with him makes me want to run.

I spent a good time pondering about it while Nick didn't say anything, someone came knocking on the door and Nick had to answer it, I heard him say 'Miley's really nervous, can we have 5 more minutes?" And then after a few seconds he closed the door and returned to me.

"Okay." I finally said.

"Okay?" His voice shook.

I nodded but then shook my head "I don't know, can we not 'have sex' have sex?"

"What?" He asked, puzzled.

"I mean, do you have to...put your..."

"I don't understand," He interrupted, I grew frustrated and sighed. "Maybe you could just touch me," I said quietly. "Touch you?" He repeated "You mean fi—"

"Yes, but don't say it; it's too weird." I quickly interrupted, he stopped mid-sentence with his mouth hanging open. "Okay," he breathed and then motioned his hand around "Whenever you're ready."

I reminded myself of how completely naked I am under the bathrobe. "Can I put my underwear on so you won't have to directly touch me?"

He looked at me, impatient. "Whatever you want but can you please hurry we're wasting so much time." He said. I nodded quickly, I turned on my heel and scurried into the bathroom where my clothes were neatly balled up into the dry sink, I picked up my panties and bra and quickly put it on.

I was still nervous when I pictured Nick looking at me in my underwear, and then having to look at me while he touches me, and having to look back into the intensity of his eyes. I wrapped myself in the bathrobe and picked up my shirt before I walked out of the bathroom where I found Nick looking stressfully out the window, when he spotted me he closed the blinds and stood nervously, waiting.

"I'm going to blindfold you," I announced, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Why?"

"Because I don't want you to look at me! Ugh, just do as I say, okay?" I said in frustration before I quickly folded my thin shirt and put it over his eyes without his permission, he didn't protest and I continued to tie the ends on the back of his head.