Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Demi Lovato, Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Everyone in it are over 18.
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"Are you serious?" Selena Gomez asked, finally breaking the silence which had seemed to last for an eternity.
Miley Cyrus had been hoping against hope that somehow Selena hadn't heard her slip up, or that she'd only imagined herself saying something so stupid out loud.
It wasn't that she didn't trust Selena, they had been friends for years and Miley knew there was no way Selena would betray her trust like that, but this was a delicate matter she hadn't really planned on seriously discussing with anyone. But, since she had let it slip...
"Nooooo... no." Miley said, sounding more convincing the second time, "It's just... we're 18 now. Most girls our age have already had sex. And I know, I should wait for the right time with the right guy... and I want to... but part of me just wants to do it already. Not that I would, it's just part of me, a very small part of me, wants to do it, just to get it over with, you know?"
Selena nodded. Miley had been talking pretty quickly but Selena definitely understood what the other girl saying, "You need to cum."
"What? No!" Miley insisted, surprised by Selena's bluntness, "It's not about that at all. I just want to do something a normal teenage girl does, get to feel really intimate with a guy."
"If you say so." Selena said, not sounding convinced.
"Well I do say so." Miley said defensively, and then after another awkward silence added, "Besides... if all I wanted was... that, well... I can do that on my own."
Selena couldn't help grin at the blush crossing her friend's face, "Yeah... but is it enough?"
Miley said nothing. She didn't need too. If fingering herself actually worked she wouldn't be even having this conversation. Of course, she didn't want to have this conversation in the first place, and it was clearly getting nowhere, so Miley went back to applying her makeup. Technically she was already finished but this particular topic had Miley flustered and unsure to do with herself.
This fact was pretty clear to Selena who quietly debated to herself whether she should push Miley further. After all they had a movie premiere to go too. Then again Miley had arrived early so they could socialise and this was something deeper than typical small talk. It was a potentially treacherous conversation to continue, but... it had potential. Maybe Selena could finally do something she'd been planning for a very, very long time.
"I could help you." Selena said, again breaking the silence which had fallen between the two Disney stars.
Miley looked at Selena with a frown on her face, and then suddenly she seemed to panic, "I'm not gay."
"O... k..." Selena said slowly, quietly noticing how Miley didn't sound totally convincing, "What makes you say that?"
"Well... we are talking about sex, and you offered to help, and..." Miley said quickly, trailing off as while there was another reason she suspected Selena of not being entirely straight it was a reason she couldn't bring herself to mention as she was a little worried about the response to it, "And nothing I guess."
"Well I wasn't thinking about that." Selena lied, although it was more like a half lie as what she said next was true, "I was just going to suggest that if you want to keep your virginity for someone special you can still do that, but there are... other fun things you could do."
"Like?" Miley asked curiously.
"Like letting a guy go down on you, or vice versa." Selena said, a tiny smirk creeping across her face at her friend's expression.
"But that's sex." Miley said, and then a lot less confidently added, "Isn't it?"
"No. Sex is a dick fucking a pussy. Anything else is just extra. Well, at least for heterosexual girls." Selena said.
There was a silence, and then Miley muttered, "I... I guess that's one way to look at it, but we couldn't do something like that."
"Why?" Selena asked.
"Well..." Miley said, struggling to think.
"Because Disney girls don't have sex?" Selena offered, for quickly adding, "Because like I said, this wouldn't be."
"Then what would it be?" Miley countered.
"Having fun? Testing your limits? Doing what normal teenage girls do? Isn't that what you want?" Selena pointed out.
"Well... yeah, I guess, but..." Miley again struggled to think of a response, "I can't just tell a guy to... you know. I'm not even really dating anyone right now, and even if I was..."
"So practice on your security guards or some random fans." Selena shrugged.
"What?" Miley exclaimed.
"Well, you should probably work your way up to fans. Just stick with the security guards. They're paid to protect you and your image, and they'll never turn you down as long as you suck them off first." Selena said.
There was another few moments of silence as Miley just stared at her friend dumbfounded, "So... this is actually something you've done? Because I thought this was all just some crazy theory."
"Right, because no other teenager in the history of the world has been sexually frustrated other than Miley Cyrus." Selena said, her mocking significantly cushioned by the softness of her tone and the understanding look on her face, "I know what you're going through. I went through something similar, and then I embraced being a technical virgin. All the fun of sex, technically without the actual sex."
Again there was some silence as Miley couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"If you're sure you could never do something like that that's fine, but if you're not sure I might have a proposition for you." Selena said after a while.
"What?" Miley asked softly.
"I could call one of my security guards in here and you could watch." Selena said.
Miley opened her mouth to say no, but the word didn't came out. Nothing did. Instead she closed her mouth and bit her lip, and then after a while said, "I don't know..."
"Please? I wanna help you, and if you give this a chance I swear you won't regret it." Selena promised, before adding, "It'll just be a blow job. He'll come in, I'll blow him and you can stay and watch, or you can hide in the bathroom. If you stay you might feel confident enough to do it yourself later. If not, you tried."
There was another pause and then against her better judgment Miley nodded her head, "Ok."
Selena beamed and practically ran to her hotel room door, opening it up quickly and calling out, "You, in here."
Seconds later one of Selena's bodyguards walked inside. He wasn't as gigantic and intimidating as some bodyguards Miley had seen, but he looked like he could handle himself. He was definitely the type of bodyguard Disney like to hire for events where they weren't expecting any trouble as he was young, maybe in his late twenties, and attractive enough to be around the pretty people without actually distracting from them.
Once he was inside Selena quickly shut the door and said, "Disney girls don't have sex."
Miley frowned.
"It's code." Selena quickly explained, "When I say that my guards know they're about to have some fun, as long as they keep their mouths shut and do whatever I say."
Selena then started walking around the guard, eyeing his muscular body while occasionally glancing at her friend.