My Love is Like A Star: Lionheart

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It took a lot for you not to ruin this secret. You decided to surprise Demi on the last U.S. show before she went to Brazil. This was bitter sweet however, knowing that you wouldn't see her again for another six weeks. With two years already under your belt in this relationship, it was still difficult to see her go. Especially when she went on a world tour like this one.

The curtains veiled you from her while she performed on stage. The lyrics of My Love is Like a Star hummed throughout the Staples Center. Her voice had you almost in tears. Not many people know this, but Demi wrote that particular song about you. Three months into a new relationship, you were still adjusting to Demi always being gone. You started to complain that she cared more about her career than you. It wasn't true; she assured you. But sometimes words aren't always transparent in meaning. So, she decided to gift you with a song that explained what she meant. Her teamed loved it so much they encouraged her to put it on the upcoming album. It made it a little less personal, but at least the world gets experience a very special song.

Thousands of fans cheered with conclusion of the ballad. Demi expressed gratitude and bowed for her audience. Knowing the show had ended, you moved from the curtains and stood further away. In that moment Demi exited the stage. Her face was glistening with sweat. It was evident that she gave it her all. Her assistant handed her a towel and a bottle of water. She took a sip, "What a fucking crowd tonight!" Then another, "I'm so pumped for Brazil now." she cheeked. You watched them talk for a few minutes more, until Max interrupted.

You shadowed behind them while they walked. They halted near the main backstage area.

Demi's voice echoed through the hallway: "Okay, circle time everyone."

The crew stopped their work and everyone formed around her. Their hands joined and heads were bowed. This was your chance. You snaked through the crowd and exchanged places with Marissa who was standing next Demi. Her eyes were closed so you stood undetected. She said a prayer, and with an amen, everyone looked up. Then at you. Demi's eyes followed suit. Immediately, she took a step back. "(Y/N)!" she screamed. You stood in laughter allowing Demi to take it all in. Expectedly, she stretched her arms out wide gesturing you closer. Within a few steps, the essence of her was all you could smell. She cooed words of endearment; her soft lips pecking your neck sweetly.

The onlookers behind you cat-called and made other gestures in approval. Reluctantly Demi let you go, but she still had her arm hugged tightly around your waist. It obvious she wanted you as close as physically possible. Demi reprimanded playfully,  "Go home!"  With some dissatisfaction the crowd slowly dispersed. Your eyes met hers again. "Meet me in my dressing in 10." She orders. With a swift kiss she hurried off behind everyone else.

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Just as told, you waited for her in the dressing room. It was dead silent in there, but the sound of crew members was quite evident beyond the wooden door. Then, as it was, Demi's voice became in the mix. Your whole body erected with glee, and subconsciously you adjusted yourself to look presentable. She came in quietly. Her attire was completely different from when you first spotted her earlier. Then she closed the door behind her and locked it. It felt as if this was some kind of teenage love affair. You stood upon her arrival and within two strides she was inches away. Her finger tugged on your lips, "Now, where were we?"

Instantly the room became silent once more. You both kissed with passion. Each exchange with additional intensity. Her hands roamed lower down the spine of your back. Demi shuffled forward until she pinned you on the couch. One by one an article of clothing was removed from you both. Your hands explored every inch of her. She did just the same; eventually her fingers found room in your silk underwear. Demi massaged you rhythmically, while your core grinded against her hand. Faint moans fled from your lips. She moved her lips to your ear, kissing it while shushing you. Demi knew you were very vocal during sex, and the last thing you both wanted was to be discovered. As a result your teeth held your lips closed.

She continued on, her lips traveling away from the neck and further down. She land upon your harden nipples. Her teeth tugged at them lightly. Your were now biting your lip so hard, it felt like blood was perceivable. You heard a breathy chuckle, presumably because Demi knew how hard this was for you to remain in audible. Thereafter, Demi kept pleasuring you until climax. Deep labored breaths aided in return from euphoria. Demi resurfaced from your lower body and licked her lips clean.

She kissed you- "You taste just as good as I remembered."  Your face turned to blush. Demi chuckled softly at your reaction. She removed herself from the straddling position and resumed putting her clothes on. You followed suit. Unexpectedly, there was a loud knock on the door. You both hurried to look presentable. "Just a minute!" Demi croaked. A few seconds later, she looked over at you ready to open the door. You nodded in approval. Demi undid the locks and Max was standing in the doorway.

"Demi, everyone is ready. It's time to go." Max proclaimed.

She turned to you, sadness etched in her face. This was goodbye, again. It felt like you only were with her for a few seconds. You hugged her tightly, just as she did to you earlier. "I hate this part." You groaned.

She kissed your forehead, "My love is like a star remember?" 

You wanted to cry but you had to be strong for both you. You waved good-bye and then she was gone. With a heavy heart, tears lined your eyes. In a matter of minutes you went from being one with her, to now miles apart. As you walked out of the stadium into the night, an alert chimed on your phone. Tears fell from your eyes while you read the text. It said: "We stand together facing a war, but our love is gonna conquer it all. Let my love be your armor tonight. 41 days, 23 hours, 30 minutes and 19 seconds left my love. Stay Strong- Demi ❤🌟"

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