*A/N: I had this idea late tonight and for some reason I had to write it. I swear on my life that there will be another chapter of Letters To Emily posted tomorrow so please don't be bummed I'm posting this instead of updating that. Much love to reviewers!*

We Build Then We Break

Chapter One: The Planets Bend Between Us

Emily rolls over slowly, stretching her legs out, feeling the end of the bed beneath her toes. Her eyes clench shut at first, as if trying to block out the day but then they flutter open because that first sight never gets any less---well just fucking awesome than it has been the day before—and it always manages to take her breath away. Naomi is lying on her stomach, bleach blonde hair fluttering over her forehead because she's breathing out of her mouth and if it was any deeper it almost might be a snore but Emily just rolls her eyes because really? Even that is fucking adorable in her eyes? Obviously so because her hands reach for Naomi without even thinking about it and before she knows it her fingertips are just lightly tracing up and down Naomi's arm. Not really hoping to accomplish anything but just touching because now she finally can.

Never has Emily really thought about someone's skin before and how it can be beautiful and soft and just fucking incredible to touch but then there it is—Naomi's skin and how even feeling it beneath her fingertips makes her stomach clench in unexpected ways and for some reason sometimes it feels like she can't properly breathe because there is just so much to love about her---it boggles the mind. Emily feels Naomi's arm shift slightly underneath her grasp and she catches Naomi start to smile out of the corner of her eye.

"S'nice." Naomi mumbles and then her eyes finally flutter open just as Emily leans down and plants a kiss on her cheek because again---she fucking can and that thought is never going to stop making her smile like Naomi is actually with her now and she's actually allowed—except now its more like encouraged—to show affection.

The kiss to the cheek only makes Naomi smile wider and Emily is never going to get enough of this. Making Naomi smile because it's still the most fucking beautiful thing ever.

Naomi twists over onto her side and the blanket fall off her a bit and Emily is immediately looking down at her chest until Naomi chuckles and chucks her under the chin so that Emily meets her eyes again, "I'm actually up here love, contrary to popular belief."

Emily rolls her eyes because---whatever Naomi can talk all she likes but Emily knows she fucking loves it when she touches them---even more when her mouth is around them

Emily's mind is pulled out of the gutter—well partially because honestly Naomi is lying next to her half naked—by Naomi laughing. She blinks up at her until Naomi shakes her head and reaches over to tug a strand of Emily's hair.

"Your hair is well fucked up." Naomi says with a grin in her eyes.

Emily reaches above her head to find out that fuck yes it is and she probably looks a right mess but that doesn't matter at all because Naomi is looking at her with such open affection and love. Emily starts to straighten it because well, yeah, she has bed head and that's obviously cute because Naomi is grinning but she's always been a bit particular about her hair being perfect. Actually, no—Katie always insisted it be perfect—but some of that has rubbed off and now Emily is obsessed with being presentable sometimes without even really thinking about what she's doing.

Naomi reaches out and stops her hand and looks at her softly, "Leave it…you always look beautiful." Emily feels her heart stop and is glad for the first time that Naomi usually keeps her feelings to herself because honestly if Naomi said shit like that all the time Emily would be swooning all over the fucking place.

Naomi's cheeks turn a bit pink, like that slipped out even though its not the biggest thing she's ever said to Emily but it was so offhand—like breathing—and its like yeah she's just realized all over again that she can actually say things like that to Emily and not feel the urge to run screaming from the room anymore.

With a devilish grin on her face—which is more to stop her from crying because yeah her eyes just welled up with like actual tears because well whatever—Emily rolls on top of Naomi and buries her face in Naomi's neck. Before she knows it Emily is pressing soft little kisses all down Naomi's long, slender neck and again it's just fucking skin but it's so beautiful and pale and Naomi is making all these little soft noises deep in her throat and Emily could go on forever doing this, hearing those noises, and kissing this skin and it's a scary thought like jumping off a cliff but honestly Emily will make that leap without a second fucking thought because this—Jesus, this is what life was meant to be, right here in this moment.

Naomi's hands reach up and clutch at Emily's back and her fingernails just scrape it a bit but in that moment Emily knows she not just leaping by herself, they're so far in this together that Emily has almost forgotten what it feels like to be lonely or alone or unwanted.

Emily is brought back to the fact that like, yeah she could kiss Naomi's neck forever but really there is just so much more of Naomi to be touched and loved on. Her hands slide down Naomi's waist and grip her hips. She grins against Naomi's ear when Naomi's hips twitch forward as Emily bites down gently on her earlobe.

Naomi's breath flutters out a bit unsteadily and she gasps out, "Fuck…how do you do so much with so little?"

Emily chuckles against Naomi's neck because she has no fucking idea. When Naomi used to so much as look at Emily, she used to get so wet it was like embarrassing and she felt like such a loser because really Naomi at that point had just been looking—actually it was usually a glare but even that had been just—well fucking hot.

Without further warning—because with those little whispered words Naomi has moved Emily past the point of foreplay—Emily slides her hand down Naomi's body and into her knickers. Naomi gasps and chokes out, "Jesus a little fucking warning," but it doesn't have any strength or rebuke behind it because her hips rock upwards onto Emily's hand and Naomi is already like so fucking impatient that Emily can't help but bite her lip because Naomi wanting her is never going to stop being like the hottest thing ever.

Emily flutters her fingers up and around Naomi's clit without actually touching anything for long minutes, just loving the feel of Naomi arching and straining beneath her even though she knows she's teasing a bit Emily just loves feeling Naomi and gets well wrapped up in it until Naomi lets out a breathless, "Bitch."

Emily chuckles and leans down to kiss Naomi long and slow and even this feels like a beautiful gift. Naomi presses further into her and Emily pushes two fingers into Naomi even while kissing slowly. Naomi breathes into her and Emily feels Naomi's body give a slight shudder when she slowly draws her fingers out and then eases them right back in and it truly feels like she's being loved all over.

It's slow and soft and at times Emily feels like her heart is really going to defy like human anatomy and burst open with all the love that's inside it. Naomi comes with a soft shuddering sigh that fills the silence of the room and Emily can't stop watching Naomi as she shudders and her beautiful blue green eyes flutter shut and crunch at the corners. Emily can't stop watching as Naomi's back arches and lifts slightly off the bed and the way her fists curl into the sheets like they're actually anchoring her to the bed.

When her body actually settles back on the bed, Naomi opens her eyes and sighs out, "Wow."

It's so beautiful and Emily doesn't have any words for it except, "I love you so much."

She whispers it again and again even as Naomi rolls her over. She keeps on whispering it even when she feels Naomi's lips mouth it against her thigh.

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Emily is walking home with a smile on her lips because of the way that after they'd kissed goodbye, Naomi had watched her walk a few steps away and then had come after Emily, grabbed her arm, turned her around, and snogged her again right on the front lawn and when Emily had blinked wide eyed at her after they parted Naomi had just chuckled and said, "Call me later tonight, yeah?"

But it's not til then, the walk home, that Emily realizes with a sudden thought that yeah--it's been like a month and a half since they've been properly together. That thought makes her grin for a second until she realizes what else it means.

She makes a stop on her way home and then she sits there on the toilet thinking No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no the entire time until her heart stops and she sees the little blue plus sign and then she can't think anymore.