Hello everyone! Here's another fanfiction Emison.
I don' t know if I consider it as a one shot or a story, it depends on your comments.
So if you like the story I'll go ahead :)
Also I invite you to visist my profile and read the other fanfiction Emison "Mine" and the other one on the web serie Carmilla, "Light and casual".
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That night the place was full, the music resounded from the speakers violently and she was standing behind the counter to serve as many customers as possible.
Those were the usual Thursday at Radley. From a mental hospital for the mentally ill had become the most fashionable club of all Rosewood..well, it wasn't that difficult at all.
All this thanks to Ezra, the super-rich boyfriend and ex professor of Rosewood high.
Rosewood, a small town where everything that happened immediately became a scandal and news.
As it would become her friends if she didn't interven in some way.
Hanna stood on the sofas with Caleb and the thing was becoming obscenely boost. Aria instead danced happily, perhaps because of the drink which she had prepared for her, with Mona. Moreover after the scandal of the relationship with Ezra was more than understandable
As she hated working there on Thursday night, she loved the situations that were created in that space.
She was distracted from her thoughts when a beautiful blonde girl sat down on the stool, looking around and taking the iphone from the clutch.
"What can I get?", She asked in a friendly tone, and finally the other lifted her wonderful blue eyes.
"Something strong, very strong," answered the other placing the phone where it was before.
Emily immediately took the shaker by placing it on the counter and poured into it the gin, dry vermouth, brandy and kirsch, mixed it all and served in the glass cup.
The other looked at her curiously and saw that with one hand the girl gave her the cup.
"How much should I give you?" she asked finally looking into her eyes for the first time.
"Oh nothing, the house offers" said Emily sure of herself and Alison looked at her puzzled.
"Do you offer a drink to all the girls? Because if you do it, this place is going to close, " she said with a mischievous tone.
"I offer drinks only to beautiful girls," Emily said dwelling on the word "beautiful". "Joke, I just wanted to be polite since you don't seem you're doing well tonight," she added, putting the bottles in place.
The blonde felt uncomfortable and lead away the conversation. "Even you don't seem you're doing well", she pointed out, indicating all the chaos in the room.
Emily smiled slightly and shook her head.
Two hours passed and the mysterious blonde was sitting alone on the bench, Emily occasionally turned her gaze toward the girl that or was fumbling with the phone or was looking around as if she was looking for someone.
Hanna and Aria approached the counter and she didn't notice them at all.
"Emily," the blonde called without success. "Emily!" she shouted again with insistence and finally the girl spun around.
"Can we know what you're thinking?" Aria asked, looking curious
Emily turned toward them but something else caught her attention: a guy was annoying that blonde.
"Excuse me," whispered Emily distracted by laying a cloth on the counter and moving away from the two friends who were staring at her in perplexity.
Emily has approached the bench and felt the girl repel the young man who insisted on staying with her.
"Do you mind leaving?" The blonde asked in annoyed tone.
The boy leaned closer and Emily interjected.
"Hey, didn't you hear?" She asked, and the young man looked at her. "Shove off" she added, motioning with her hand.
The other had observed dismayed. "You know, there was no need that you care", she pointed with disdain and Emily rolled her eyes.
"You're always so ... ungrateful?" Emily asked, knitting her brows.
"I didn't ask you anything, killer," said the other, and Emily held up her hands in surrender and leave it there and go back behind the counter.
She snorted in disbelief. Maybe she just had a bad day.
"Oh, the sweet Emily running in defense of the innocent girls," cried Hanna ironically.
"Who is she?" Aria asked deciding to avoid a likely battle between the two.
"I don't know, I've never seen her in these parts," said Hanna observing the other blonde with curiosity. "And I don't like her, she has the air of a bitch", she added, swallowing another sip of the Black Russian.
"Hanna! Always the same ... ", she sighed a resigned air. "Why don't we leave? Tomorrow we have the test, "she added, and Hanna snorted.
"You're the usual killjoy, I won't go to school tomorrow", but the attempts were futile because of Mona who arrived holding the coats deposited at the enter
"Shall we go?" she asked to the girl giving them their coats.
Hanna threw her head back discouraged. "I greet Caleb and then we go."
As the room emptied, the girl was still there.
It was two-thirty in the morning and Emily was starting to clean the glasses.
The blonde approached and sat down again.
"Can you make me make another drink?", asked shyly
"Sorry about earlier, however. I was a complete idiot, but I had a bad day, "she added, and Emily realized she was quite sincere. So even she took another glass and put the alcohol in both.
She served a glass to the girl and one kept it to herself.
"Don't worry, I had guessed," she assured her, and felt a chill when the other lifted her glass to her lips.
She took a sip, a long sip. "Why do you stay up late? Well, I don't mind but I'm about to close, "Emily said, pointing to the clock.
"I should celebrate with a friend of mine," said Alison taking another sip.
"Celebrate what?" she asked now too curious.
"Tomorrow I start working with her,but let's not talk. I can't handle more, " she tried to close the speech and Emily realized it was useless to rage.
"And you? How much strength you have to work up to this time? " asked the blonde girl bringing the conversation on another point.
"Actually little extras are always useful. My mother wants me to do something else in addition to swimming, "she explained and then drink again.
"I had bet you swimming because you have a slender beautiful body", the blonde complimented and smirked.
It was fine, despite the time, maybe it was the only time of day when really all the worries were gone. So she decided to play a little '.
Emily shook her head, it was the first time she seen her laugh.
"Oh are you serious? Before you are all the acidic and now games to provoke me? ", she asked with a raised eyebrow.
The other laughed again. "You're so sure of yourself," she said, looking straight in the eyes, in fact it was something she really appreciated.
"Aren't you, miss, I-don't-need-you?" she asked doubtfully. "You have a name or will I call you always this way? Not that I mind, of course, " Emily said placing the glass on the counter.
"Alison, my name is Alison Di Laurentis", she replied decided and giving her one of her typical Di Laurentis' dazzling smiles. "And you are…?"
"Emily Fields," replied blushing slightly at the sight.
"Well, Emily," she whispered putting emphasis on her name. "I think it's time to go before morning come" she added, taking her Gucci clutch bag from the counter and pulling out of the money.
"The house offers again," Emily said quickly
"You really will make this place close one day", she pointed out standing up.
"Wait until I close and I'll accompany you to your car, it's three in the morning and you can't walk alone" Emily said as she finished fix the last things.
"Actually I came here on foot but I live nearby, so don't worry," she assured despite her intention to spend more time with that girl who had pleasantly surprised and she had much desire to have fun.
That girl really had attracted her attention, so sure of herself, so proud.
"What? And you expect me to let you go home alone at this hour? "She asked puzzled. "I ended up here," she added, pulling out of the drawer of the keys.
Alison surrendered. "Come on, let's go," she motioned by opening the door to let her pass.
The cold air hit her face abruptly, fortunately Emily's Suv was near the local and she darted inside looking for shelterfrom the cold.
Emily accompanied her to the porch of the house and Alison smiled triumphantly when she opened the front door.
"I don't know how to thank you for coming with me, I'm sorry that you've done later than usual," the blonde said really mortified indeed.
"Stop, don't thank me, how many times do I have to tell you ?!", Emily asked, smiling at her, but she felt come less when Alison seemed closer than before.
"Well, if you want I can continue to thank you so you can tell me again not to do it and you will not go," she whispered.
The gasped. Two hands clung to her neck and Emily shook those hips as if her life depended on it.
Their lips met for the first time, barely touching, studying, tasting.
Emily held her to life against her almost lifting it off the step and Alison let her because she had just started the game.
That tongue was so soft and alcohol flavor. And it was all so maddening because Alison handed her the tip and then returned. Until she let go completely and that was when she felt a tug inside. And at that moment, Emily wanted nothing more than to follow her
She was pushed against what seemed the jamb of a door, while those lips kissed her with necessities.
They walked a few steps, she felt something bump against her shins and the world turned upside down. She found herself lying on a mattress and Alison completely about her that kept kissing her.
She groaned at the thought of what would happen shortly thereafter.
Alison quickly snapped her shirt and untied her tail while the hands of Emily slipped under the black top that Alison was wearing and had given throughout the evening the splendid vision of her bare back.
Alison had completely stopped thinking coherently. Had ceased to think of the problems related to Jason, had stopped to think about the demands of Elliot, she had stopped thinking about the fact that tomorrow was beginning to work and had stopped to think about the fact that her friend had left her alone a whole evening planned for days.
So she was completely naked himself completely at the mercy of Emily that at that moment was devoting to leave a trail of kisses down her neck while her hands were there on her hips and Alison moved them into a spasm forward when Emily strong sucked her weak point.
"Emily," she moaned as she felt her hand caress her breast. She arched her back when the other rested her lips on the nipple and began to stimulate it with her tongue. She gripped the sheets, she needed her.
She was so taken that she didn't notice Emily's other hand undisturbed traced its path along the abdomen up to go down between her legs. She screamed with pleasure when inadvertently Emily began to devote her attention to the clitoris and she miss her breath for a moment.
"Oh my God! Yes, please, fuck! ", she shouted
Emily circled the clitoris with the palm of her hand and stroked her entrance with the rest of the fingers.
Alison was so tight, warm and wet, and this was making her lose her head and moaned her name in ecstasy, tried by all those emotions. When she entered into her, she felt Alison attached to her back.
"Oh God," Emily whispered starting to push and thought that she can't handle it, can't handle all that was in front or better in his hands.
"Em,holy fuck!," cried Alison pushing the hips forward and trying to deepen the contact.
She felt she was going to come, felt the muscles of the abdomen and gasped. It was so extraordinarily powerful that when she collapsed on the mattress and under
Emily's body it took more than five minutes to catch her breath and to make sure that her heart beating regularly.
Emily found herself with her back on the mattress and Alison straddled and blocked her hands at head height.
"It's your turn".
The next morning, Alison turned off the alarm clock, still sleepy, moves the arm to the other side of the bed but found no one there. Finally she opened her eyes and realized she was actually alone.
She took the phone from the bedside table and noticed a yellow post it. She stared at it confused and took it in her hands. She saw a phone number and under the inscription "I'll wait you to Radley, Miss '-I-don't-need-you'. Have a good day".
She smiled line an idiot. The night just past had been wonderful, wonderful as were her three fabulous orgasms and had slept only two hours but it felt exactly fit to face his first day of work.
So she had breakfast, got dressed, took the bag and grabbed the keys of the Mercedes from the cabinet at the entrance.
Definitely it would be a great day.
Emily walked through the halls of Rosewood high alongside Hanna and Aria waiting for the sound of the bell, and when they got to the lockers, took out books for the lesson of English literature.
Actually since Ezra had been fired no one knew who would take his place then it was rumored that today would present the substitute.
"Then? How come you were late last night? " she asked Hanna alluding to Emily evening.
"Um ... some customers are entertained until late," she replied the other, carefully avoiding the Alison's name.
"Something about the blonde that I hate?" she asked again curious
"Finally she talk to you civilly," cried Air.
Emily was about to argue, but the bell rang. They closed their lockers and went in the classroom of English literature.
There was a woman who had turned with her back to the class and who was busy writing her name on the blackboard. Emily noticed a certain similarity, but she thought that it was a sort of allucination due to lack of sleep the past few days.
The class was finally full and Aria and Hanna looked shocked when the blonde completed her name on the board and turned to the students.
"Shit!"