Smut
"You ready for this?" Jenna asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she grabbed Y/N's hand, pulling her through the bustling set of Sabrina Carpenter's new music video.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Y/N chuckled, trying to keep up with Jenna's boundless energy. She had to admit, the whole idea of being behind the scenes was pretty exhilarating.
Jenna's grin widened as she tugged Y/N into a side room that had been designated as the wardrobe area. "Look what I get to wear today," she exclaimed, pulling out a nurse's costume that was a far cry from the typical hospital attire. The short skirt and low-cut top were definitely not regulation.
Y/N couldn't help but let out a low whistle, her eyes roving over the outfit with a mix of amusement and desire. "Wow, they really don't hold back, do they?"
Jenna rolled her eyes playfully. "You're telling me. It's all for the art, of course," she quipped, slipping into the costume with an ease that spoke of her years in the industry.
Y/N couldn't resist reaching out to help adjust the hat on Jenna's head, her fingertips brushing against the soft skin of her neck. "Please tell me they let you keep it," she murmured, her voice dropping an octave as her eyes locked onto Jenna's.
Jenna giggled, her cheeks flushing a pretty shade of pink. "Only if I behave," she replied coyly, her eyes dancing with mischief.
Before Y/N could respond, Jenna leaned in and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, the sticky sweetness of her lipstick transferring onto Y/N's lips. The warmth of the embrace sent a shiver down Y/N's spine, and she found herself melting into the kiss, her arms instinctively wrapping around Jenna's waist.
But just as quickly as it had begun, Jenna pulled away, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Come on," she said, her voice a little breathless, "Sabrina's waiting, and we can't keep her waiting, can we?" She gently wiped the lipstick smudge from Y/N's lips with her thumb, leaving a faint stain on her skin.
They stepped out of the wardrobe and onto the set, which was meticulously designed to look like a doctor's office gone wild. The walls were papered in a garish pattern of medical diagrams, and the furniture was a mix of antique and futuristic, giving the room a slightly unsettling vibe. Y/N couldn't help but feel a little thrill of excitement at the sight of it all, and she could see Jenna's eyes light up with the same anticipation.
Sabrina Carpenter was already in the middle of the set, a faux fence surrounding her. She waved as they approached, her smile warm and welcoming. "Jenna! So good to see you," she exclaimed, reaching out to give Jenna a quick hug. "And this must be your lovely girlfriend!"
Y/N nodded, feeling a little star-struck. "Hi, I'm Y/N," she said, her voice a little shy.
Sabrina beamed. "It's so nice to finally meet you. Jenna's told me so much about you," she said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. The fence around her was removed by a couple of crew members, revealing a stunning outfit that was the epitome of preppy.
After a filming the scene for half an hour , the director called for a break. The set buzzed with activity as people rushed around, adjusting lights and props.
Y/N couldn't shake off the image of Jenna dressed as a nurse, her mind playing out scenes that had nothing to do with the music video. The costume had done something to her, stirring a hunger she hadn't felt in a while. As they stepped away from the set, Y/N's hand found its way to Jenna's waist, her thumb idly stroking the bare skin above the costume's low-cut top.
"You know, I think we need to take this costume for a test drive," Y/N murmured, her voice thick with desire. Jenna looked at her, her eyes darkening with understanding.
"And just where do you propose we do that?" Jenna asked, her voice teasing.
Y/N scanned the area, her eyes finally landing on a small closet nearby. "How about in here?" she suggested, tugging Jenna in that direction.
Jenna raised an eyebrow but didn't protest, the thrill of a secret rendezvous playing across her features. The closet was cramped, filled with more costumes and props, but it was more than enough space for what they had in mind. Y/N pushed Jenna against the wall, the sound of hangers clattering together in the confined space. She leaned in, her hand sliding up Jenna's thigh, under the short skirt of the nurse's outfit.
"You really do look so hot in this," Y/N murmured, her voice a low rumble that sent waves of heat through Jenna's body. Jenna's breath hitched as Y/N's fingertips grazed her inner thigh, inching closer to the promised land. "I can't believe they let you wear something so... revealing."
Jenna smirked, leaning in to kiss Y/N with an urgency that belied the public setting. Her arms wrapped around Y/N's neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. Her tongue danced with Y/N's, a silent promise of what was to come. The scent of their combined desire filled the small space, mixing with the faint aroma of costume fabric and hairspray.
"I knew you'd like it," Jenna murmured against Y/N's lips, her voice a seductive whisper that sent a thrill through Y/N's body. "That's why I asked you to come with me."
Y/N chuckled, her hand moving higher up Jenna's thigh. "Well, I'm definitely not complaining," she said, her voice a low growl that vibrated through Jenna's core.
"Then don't," Jenna breathed, her hands sliding up to grip Y/N's shoulders. "Fuck me, baby," she whispered, her voice needy and wanton.
Y/N didn't need any further encouragement. She pushed Jenna's skirt up to her waist, her heart racing as she realized there was no underwear to remove. The sight of Jenna's bare pussy made her mouth water.Her fingers found their way to Jenna's clit. She began to rub it in slow, deliberate circles, watching Jenna's face contort with pleasure. Jenna's eyes rolled back in her head, a soft moan escaping her lips as Y/N's touch grew more insistent. The sound was like music to Y/N's ears, a sweet symphony of pleasure that only grew louder as she continued to explore.
Y/N's kisses grew more fervent as they traveled up Jenna's body, tracing the delicate line of her collarbone before moving to the soft, fullness of her lips. Jenna's breath hitched as their tongues met, the intimacy of the moment sending a jolt of electricity through her. Her hips began to rock against Y/N's hand, seeking more friction, more pressure.
"I need your fingers inside me," Jenna gasped, her eyes boring into Y/N's with an intensity that left no room for doubt. Y/N's eyes lit up with excitement, her own arousal spiking at the raw need in Jenna's voice. She slid her hand further up, her fingers finally delving into the warm, wet heat of Jenna's center. Jenna moaned, her body tensing as Y/N's fingers filled her.
"So tight," Y/N murmured, her voice a low, appreciative growl. "So fucking tight, baby." She began to pump her fingers in and out, her thumb still circling Jenna's clit with expert precision.
Jenna's legs wrapped around Y/N's waist, pulling her closer, her hips moving in time with Y/N's rhythm. The walls of the closet felt like they were closing in around them, the air thick with lust. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her spine as she watched Jenna's reactions, her eyes half-closed, her mouth parted in silent cries of pleasure.
"Look at you," Y/N whispered, her voice a sultry purr. "Soaking wet for me. You're such a greedy little slut."
Y/N's grin grew wolfish, and she picked up the pace, her fingers moving faster and faster inside Jenna. The sound of their wet, sloppy kisses filled the closet, mingling with the muffled moans and gasps that spilled from Jenna's mouth. Jenna's nails dug into Y/N's shoulders, leaving little half-moons in her skin as she lost herself in the sensation.
"Fuck, yes," Jenna breathed, her voice a desperate whine that grew louder with each passing second. "Harder, baby. Make me come,please."
Y/N's eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on her lips. "Don't know if you deserve it yet," she taunted, her thumb pressing down harder on Jenna's clit as she withdrew her fingers almost completely, only to plunge them back in with a deliberate slowness that made Jenna squirm.
"Please," Jenna begged, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "I'm so close."
Y/N's smirk softened into a smile, her eyes filled with affection and lust. "Alright," she conceded, her voice a gentle rumble. "But only because I can't wait to see you fall apart for me." She began to move her fingers again, a little faster, a little harder, hitting that perfect spot inside Jenna that made her toes curl.
Jenna's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto Y/N's as she felt the first waves of orgasm start to build. "Oh, God," she moaned, her voice trembling. "It feels so good, baby, I'm coming." Her words were barely coherent, lost in the haze of pleasure that was quickly overtaking her.
Y/N leaned in, capturing Jenna's mouth in a bruising kiss, her tongue delving deep to muffle the cries that threatened to escape. Jenna's body went taut, her muscles clenching around Y/N's fingers as she rode the crest of her climax. The kiss grew more frantic, Y/N's hand never slowing, never giving Jenna a chance to come down from the high she was on.Jenna's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her in a rush of sensation that made her legs wobble. She clung to Y/N, her nails digging into her skin as she moaned into the kiss, her body shaking with the force of her release. Y/N's arms tightened around her, holding her up as she rode out the last of the tremors, her own desire reaching a fever pitch.
When Jenna finally went limp in her arms, Y/N gently withdrew her hand, smoothing down the rumpled skirt of the costume. She kissed Jenna's neck, tasting the sweet salt of her skin. "You're so beautiful when you come," she murmured, her voice filled with awe.
Jenna's eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile gracing her lips. "I should hope so," she quipped, her voice a throaty purr. "Now, if you don't mind, I have a music video to film."
Y/N chuckled, her thumb brushing over Jenna's swollen clit one last time before reluctantly pulling away. "You better bring that costume home with you," she said, her tone playful but the desire in her eyes unmistakable.
Jenna grinned, her breath still coming in gasps. "Oh, trust me," she said, her voice a little shaky. "I'll make sure it doesn't get left behind."