Demi's POV
"Oh my god!" I sigh in frustration.
"What's the matter?" Naya asks, kissing my temple, down to my neck.
"I need to finish this song, and I can't get the lyrics right." I place my hands over my face, and sigh again.
"Maybe you need to relax a little." She whispers in my ear, kissing my tattoo behind it.
"I-I can't, Nay. I need t-to get this finished." She lightly nibbles on my skin, causing me to close my eyes.
"Do you want me to stop?" She husks.
"Not, r-really." She grips my thighs, and swing me around.
"I didn't think so." She growls in my ear. Pushing herself against me, she straddled my lap attaching her lips to my neck. Her cold finger tips slid under my shirt, caressing my stomach.
"Y-your fingers are freezing." I shiver, as she smirks against my neck.
"They'll be warm soon." Naya commented. My face grew hot, immediately figuring out what she meant. "Your so beautiful." Naya mumbled, my eyes closed again focusing on the events happening right now.
"What... About t-the.... Kids." I said between breaths.
"Don't worry." I did just that, I didn't worry.
The next thing I knew my shirt was off, and we were in our bedroom. Placing me on the bed lightly, she climbed on top of me with an attractive evil grin. "Naya, please." I begged, gripping the bed sheets.
"You really need to relax that bad, huh?" She teased, making a trail of kisses across my shoulders.
"Please." I breathed again. Naya kissed her way down my stomach, stopping above my waistband.
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"Shit!" I huffed, my head hitting the pillow. Naya climbed up beside me, caressing the side of my face.
"That amazing, huh?" Naya giggled, placing a small kiss on my forehead. "I tend to do that to people." She teased.
"I hope I'm the only one you do this to." I chuckled.
"Trust me you are." She smirked, leaning in again to kiss my lips. "I love you." She stated, playing with some of my hair.
"I love you too." I smiled widely, cupping the side of her face. "So so much." I added.
Naya laid her head down on my shoulder, tracing her finger over my stomach. "Your abs are so sexy." She mumbled, her voice getting raspy by the second. Sitting up she straddled me again, running her nails along my stomach.
"Oh my god." I moaned, closing my eyes. She kissed a trail up to my jaw, lightly biting. Wanting to leave a small red mark, I arched my head giving her more access.
"You really need to relax, Dem." Naya sighed nuzzling her face in my neck. "You can't stress yourself out, like this." She told me.
"I know. I just want everything to be perfect."
"And it will be, but you need to trust yourself and relax when it comes to be too much. I don't you to be stressed, baby." Naya lightly kissed my collarbone. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing the top of her head.
"I know I should. But sometimes I don't even think about relaxation, and just keep working harder."
"Your going to over-whelm yourself, and then it'll lead to depression. I don't want you depressed." She sat up, her hands resting on my exposed stomach.
"It won't happen, Naya."
"It will if you keep over-working." She stated, running a hand through my hair, as I sat up with her on my lap. "I'm going to talk to your manager."
"Naya." I warned.
"I'm serious. Natalie deserves to know, she's just as worried as I am. She called me yesterday saying you fell asleep mid-song. Who does that?!" Naya giggled, as my cheeks grew hot.
"I was tired."
"Yea, because?" She waited on my answer.
"Because I worked for 58 hours non-stop."
"Exactly..." She paused. "Please find a way to take breaks... Or I'll be coming with you to record from now on."
"That wouldn't be so bad." I smirked, looking up at her.
"I guess it wouldn't." She played along, placing a kiss on my forehead. "I'm serious."
"Okay." I sighed, pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear, kissing her cheek. "I'll try to relax more."
"Good... Now let's go eat dinner." She sat up, pulling me along with her.
"I already ate." I winked, smacking her playfully on the butt.
"Oh shut up." She whined, pulling me up with her.
I watched Naya as she started to cook some food. Until the doorbell rung, and I went to answer it. "Mama Rivera?!"
"Hey, babygirl how have you been?" I took a step back to let her in, and hugged her tightly. "I've missed you so much!"
"I missed you too." I smiled, kissing her cheek. "H-how did you get here?! Last I heard you moved to LA?"
"I wanted to visit my babies!" She smiled, wrapping an arm around my waist, as we walled to the kitchen.
"Baby, I can't find the strawberries!" Naya called, and turned around dropping a pineapple on the floor. "MAMI!!"
"Hey, mija. I missed you!"
I know this chapter is some real shit!! I don't even know why I updated it, but I felt like I've abandoned this story. I feel so bad I'm gonna try to update another part tonight. I'm really drawing blanks for Naya and Demi moments. I mean they should come sooner or later right?
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