AN| two-shot, Emma/Mary-Margaret. Before the curse broke.
Emma eased her jacket off and walked into the apartment, quietly making her way to Mary Margaret's room, she laid her jacket over the end of the bed, a soft sniffle came from her friend and Emma stopped at the edge of the bed.
"You feel like talking about it?" The blonde asked.
"Nope." Mary Margaret murmured.
"Do you want to be alone?"
"Nope."
After a second of hesitation Emma laid down on the bed, a foot of space between them. Emma looking up at the ceiling, Mary Margaret facing the far wall.
After a few minutes, the brunette turned and looked at the blonde. "How do I make it stop hurting?" She whispered, tears cascading down the side of her face, over her nose, lading with a soft splat upon her pillow.
"You forget and move on." Emma said turning to face her friend, pulling her sleeve up over her palm to reach up and wipe away the tears.
"Emma-" Mary Margaret said with a sad hesitancy.
"No, I know, but try, do something to take your mind off of it." Emma smiled softly and went to sit up, but the brunette put a soft hand on her shoulder, a pleading look on her face.
"Emma, will you stay the night, here?"
"Yeah, sure, just let me go get changed." Emma smiled, pressing a kiss to her roommates cheek before getting up and heading upstairs.
A few minutes later, Emma came downstairs, her hair tied back in a messy bun, PJ shorts just covering her butt cheeks, and a tank top that was a size or two too small, hugging her skin perfectly, revealing her stomach and hips abs on view. "I'd have something more covering but, I really need to wash." Emma shivered and climbed quickly under the blankets, the weather was really getting to her, then Emma realised the window above her friends bed was open. "The hell?" Emma said a little confused.
"What?" Mary Margaret said as Emma's tone, having already burrowed herself deep under the blankets in flannel pyjamas.
"Your window.." Emma sat up and pulled the window closed. "No wonder it's so fricken cold." The blonde chuckled and slid back down the bed, pulling the blankets up to her shoulders.
"I'll do your washing for you tomorrow, Emma. I know work has been stressful on you."
"Oh, hey, you don't need to do that, I'll take it to the laundromat on my lunch break," Emma smiled, her eyes scanning over Mary's tears stained face despot her best efforts to of washed the evidence away when she washed her make-up off.
"Emma, it's no problem, the weather has made it so I can't really do anything either so I'll take it with mine."
Emma chewed her lip nervously and reached up, stroking Mary's cheek, watching her friends reaction, eyes fluttering closed at the gentle touch.
"Do you think I'll ever forget David?"
"No, but with time, the pain won't hurt as much," Emma said sadly and opened her arms, she wasn't affectionate, but she knew her friend needed it.
Mary Margaret slid into the blondes arms, her face resting against the crook of the sheriffs neck, a soft calming sigh escaping her lips.
Emma's body shivered as the breath tickled against her neck and she licked her lips involuntarily, stroking her hand up and down the brunettes back, her eyes starting to shut as the days stress started to flow out of her in the comfort of the bed.
"Goodnight, Emma" MM whispered before falling asleep in Emma's arms, the blonde succumbing to her dreams quickly after her.
During the night Emma woke to a pleasing pressure pressing against her core, in her sleepy haze she tried to figure out what was going on, the weight ontop of her reminded her that she'd fallen asleep in Mary Margaret's bed holding her, they must of shirted during their sleep, Mary Margaret was now ontop of the blonde, their legs tangled, the brunettes thigh, rubbing against Emma's aching centre.
A soft sound escape Mary Margaret's lips before the brunette shifted once more in her sleep, grinding her own core down against Emma's muscular thigh. Emma eased her arms from around Mary Margaret and slowly shifted her so they weren't stacked, but beside each other. Releasing a shuddering breath, Emma tried to sleep once more, but the ache between her legs was too much to ignore.
A stirring beside her made the blondes eyes slam shut in hopes that the brunette wasn't waking.
"Emma?" Mary Margaret whispered into the darkness, her voice sleep infected.
"Yeah?" Emma whispered back after a pregnant pause, her eyes blinking open once more.
"Will you help me forget him?" There was a hopefulness to the brunettes voice and Emma hesitantly nodded.
"How can I help?" The blonde asked and shifted to look at her friend.
"I..Need You." Mary Margaret breathed out and pressed her lips firmly to Emma's.
A little shock flowed through the woman before she responded, her hand coming up to cup the back of her roommates neck, the other resting on her waist to pull her on top once more, the kiss not breaking unless air was needed. "Are you sure?" Emma let out, her eyes searching for any form of wanting this to not happen on her friends face.
"Does it bother you?" Mary Margaret asked, leaning up on her hands to look down at Emma.
"No," Emma pulled her back in for a kiss, her hands sliding down the brunettes body, pushing the long pants off her friends body, over the soft curve of her ass, grasping at the flesh to pull her closer, Mary Margaret let out a low moan at Emma's touch.
Emma's hands had pushed Mary's pants down to her knees, and couldn't get them further, so she drew her feet up the bed, hooking them around her friends waist before flipping them quickly, the brunette letting out a surprised noise before their lips were crashed together once more.
The sheriff made quick work of the school teachers buttons on her pyjama top, her foot coming between Mary-Margaret's. Pushing down so her pants came off completely.
