Lonely ( Demi x Kehlani)

After the show

(Listen to song on the top while reading)

"So did you come to the concert with anyone?", she asked eyeing me intensely as she sat on her changing room sofa, crossing one leg over the other. Her fucking thighs, she was absolutely gorgeous. I was sat opposite the sofa on a wooden chair, this whole situation still seemed so surreal. Somehow I ended up being brought on stage and now i'm backstage in her dressing room, I think this is literally every fans dream.

"Wh...what?" I stammered, She was still in her stage outfit, but she stood up and to my surprise started to undress, walking over to her  wardrobe she began stripping off her white jacket and then her tights... right in front of me.

Is it getting hot in here or is it just me, because all of a sudden the temperature in the room grew extremely hot and stuffy and I was struggling to breathe.

"I asked, if you came to the concert with anyone', she chuckled, amused at my loss of concentration, the soft sound of her laughter pulling me back into the conversation.

"OH, t..t..the uh concert? no i'm just here by myself"

My eyes darted around the room. From her dresser, to the wardrobe, to the couch, to the small bed in the corner. Glancing at everything other than her body right now, as I gulped, licking my lips in an attempt to calm myself down. I couldn't even control my breathing anymore and i'm pretty sure my palms were sweating.

At this point I really had forgotten about my co-worker. The one that had invited me here in the first place...what was her name again? She honestly didn't seem relevant anymore, who was she?

"Interesting", Demi stated. By now I had decided to give in to temptation and look over to the source of the voice. Demi was back on her couch, surprisingly in only a changed shirt and, I assumed underwear.

On the small wooden table set out in front of the couch. The brunette was pouring drinks into 2 small glasses from what looked like a tequila bottle. Sudden thoughts of my dream from this morning flooded my mind sending a gushing surge of wetness straight to my center. Shit.
Shifting uncomfortably on my chair, I desperately tried to distract myself from my thoughts as I bit down hard onto my lower lip. The vodka shots from before still had me feeling a little disoriented but I felt I still had everything somewhat under control.

The raspy voice of the singer sitting across the room startled me.

"Come sit with me?", she beckoned, patting the empty space next to her on the couch. Fuck. The smirk that was plastered on to the brunettes lips was all it took for me to go straight over there. Self control? I suddenly don't know her, never felt that before.

Sinking into the couch, I sat close to the singer, close enough to feel her skin pressing against my shoulder, which sent uncontrollable shivers up my spine and an undeniable heat through out my body.

'I don't think I can take this for much longer' I thought to myself.

Carefully passing me one of the tequila filled glasses, Demi turned her body into me a little more, so that we were now facing each other, my arm resting on the back of the sofa, inches away from her skin.

Before she decided to say anything else I took a big swig of the tequila in my glass. Mistake numero uno.

"So what did you think of the show?honest thoughts." she smiled at me, lifting one leg off of the floor and placing it under her. She really was fucking stunning.

"It was great, honestly you sounded and looked incredible, I can't even get into how amazing you looked up there, I just...wow i'm rambling I-", I quickly shut myself up which caused the other girl on the sofa to laugh and the mesmerising sound sent a rush straight through me.