A/N: Hey all! Here's a short little one or two shot I wrote just for my friend! ;)
Emily smiled when she heard the front door slam shut, glad she had thought to send the kids out to spend the night with their Aunts Spencer and Aria because Paige was being super loud as she made her way through the house. Emily also wondered how Hanna had managed to convince Paige to go out drinking with her. Emily also wasn't sure when her best friend had become her wife's best friend. Not that she minded, Paige was a really cuddly drunk which always made Emily happy when she came home. Emily heard a crash in the bathroom and decided to get up and go find her wife before she tore the house down on her way to their bedroom. Emily knocked on the bathroom door before she opened it to see her wife sitting on the floor, struggling to pull her socks off of her feet with the shower curtain pulled off the rod.
"Emily!" Paige cried, standing up from the floor when she saw her wife enter the bathroom.
"Hey P, how was your night with Hannah?" Emily asked as she wrapped her arms around her swaying wife.
"Oh it was so fun! After dinner, she took me to a new club on the outskirts of Philly and we went dancing!" Paige said as she took a step back shimmying her hips a little bit.
"Dancing, Huh?" Emily giggled as she grabbed her wife by the hips when she tripped. "Well, why don't we get you to bed, Dancing Queen?" Emily said, wrapping one arm around her wife's waist and walking her out of the bathroom and down the hall trying to keep Paige from tripping. "How about we get you into some pj's Paige?" Emily asked. Paige didn't listen and just crawled into bed opening up her arms.
"I don't need pajamas, just come cuddle with me Emmy" Paige whined.
"Are you sure you don't want to put pajamas on P?" Emily asked talking to her wife like she did her toddlers.
"I just want you Em" Paige giggled opening her arms up again.
"Fine" Emily pretended to whine as she crawled into her wife's arms.
"I missed you tonight Emmy" Paige whispered into her ear and pressing a kiss to her neck. "Dancing with Hannah is fun but nowhere as fun as dancing with you." Paige said running her hands down Emily's stomach.
"Then we'll have to pawn the kids off on someone one night soon and we'll go out" Emily said turning in Paige's arms and wrapping arms around her wife's waist. "And maybe" Emily whispered, pressing her lips to the hallow of Paige's throat, "we'll get a hotel and spend the night" Emily finished moving up to capture her wife's lips briefly before rolling over so Paige could spoon her.
"That sounds nice Emmy" Paige said as she pulled her wife closer, her voice already heavy with sleep. Emily giggled as her wife drifted off to sleep, she always started super energetic until she got Emily into her arms and then she fell asleep at the drop of a pin.
Paige groaned as she rolled over when she woke up, frowning at the other side of the bed, met with cold space rather than Emily's warm body. Paige sat up slowly, her head pounding from overconsumption of alcohol the night before. Paige smiled when she saw that Emily had left a glass of water and a pill on the bedside table. She swallowed the pills before downing the glass of water and getting out of bed. Fuck why did I sleep in my jeans? Paige thought as she rubbed at where they dug into her hips. She also felt an extreme burning near her belly button, she lifted up the edge of her shirt, reveling a swollen and red, fresh belly button piercing. What the fuck did I do last night? Paige thought again. Shit, it really hurts, I bet this is infected…. Emily is going to kill me. Paige pulled back down her shirt before grabbing her phone and running into the bathroom. Okay, maybe not running her head wouldn't allow that, walking quickly to the bathroom shooting off a text to Hannah.
P: what the fuck happened last night?
H: We had a good time! Danced some and then YOU wanted to get our belly buttons pierced!
P: Why would you let me do that! I'm pretty sure mine's infected Han
H: Fuck that's not good! I've got a really good cream, I'll bring it over when we all come for dinner tonight. Also, you wanted it because you said Emily thinks piercings are hot.
P: Fuck, she's probably going to kill me for doing something so recklessly, bring it please. I'll see you later Han.
H: You've got it Paigey! Good luck telling Em!
Paige made her way out of the bathroom and stopped in the bathroom to change out of her jeans and slip into some sweats. She then went to the kitchen, needing some sort of food before her stomach turned on itself. She smiled when she saw Emily slicing fruit and bacon on the stove with a fresh pot of coffee brewing. She loved that Emily knew her hangover cure. She walked up and set her hands on Emily's hips and gave her a peck on the cheek before wrapping her arms around Emily and resting her chin on Em's shoulder from behind.
"Morning Paige" Emily said turning in her wife's arms.
"Morning Em, thanks for cooking." Paige said before pressing a kiss to Emily's lips.
"Bleck, you have gross hangover breath Paige and I figured you would need your hangover cure after a night with Hannah" Emily said
"You figured correctly, thanks for the water and advil babe, you always know just what I need." Paige said reaching around her wife to grab a slice of bacon.
"Hey! Wait until we're both ready to eat" Emily scolded, smacking Paige in the side.
"Sorry love, you just make such good food" Paige said with a full mouth as she leaned in to peck Emily.
"Hey ya nasty, what did I say about your gross hangover breath and your mouth is full Paige!" Emily yelled as she dodged another kiss from Paige. Paige grinned, with a glint in her eye and stepped towards Emily.
"No Paige, either you get away from me or you go brush your tee-PAIGE!" Emily screamed turning to run away from her wife as Paige chased her around the kitchen Island before picking her up and running into the living room and tossing her down onto the couch and straddling her. "Paige what did I just say!?" Emily said through her laughter.
"What's that Emily? You wanted a kiss from your wife?" Paige smirked as she pinned Emily's shoulders down and leaning in and pressing her lips to Emily's. Emily squirmed for a second, trying to get away from Paige, then she relaxed giving in to her wife's advances. Paige sat back and grinned "I thought you didn't want me to kiss you?"
Emily snaked one hand up to the back of Emily's neck, "Shut up and kiss me Paige" she whispered as she pulled her wife towards her. Paige snaked her tongue into Emily's mouth and sliding her hands under Emily's shirt.
"Paige" Emily breathed.
"Yea, babe?" Paige giggled.
"Fuck me." Paige sat up and pulled Emily's shirt off then leaned back down to kiss her way down Emily's throat, pausing to suck at her pulse point. "No marks Paige, the kids are coming back soon". Paige nodded before moving lower to nip at Emily's collar bone, biting down roughly. "mmmm, babe". Emily place her hand on top of Paige's head and gently pushed her lower. Paige took the hint and kissed her way further down Emily's taunt stomach. Paige slipped off the couch and Emily sat up, lifting her hips as Paige slid the sweatpants off of Emily.
"No underwear babe?"
"I know you get horny when you drink" Emily smirked. "Even if you are hung over." Emily spread her legs and beckoned Paige forward. Paige settled between Emily's legs and pressed a kiss to her thigh. "Paige" Emily breathed.
"Patience, love" Paige whispered as she moved forward then slowly licked up Emily's slit, and taking her clit into her mouth and sucking slightly.
"Oh god" Emily moaned when Paige entered her with two fingers, pumping in and out loving the way Emily started to writhe on the couch and how quickly she could make her wife come undone. Paige doubled the pace bringing Emily to the edge before leaning in and running her tongue around Emily's clit again. Emily screamed in pleasure as she came. Paige grinned and kissed her way back up Emily's stomach and pressed her lips to Emily's.
"You're breathe is still gross babe" Emily giggled as she moved her hands to the hem of Paige's shirt. Paige stopped Emily's hands before she could lift her shirt.
"We'll finish this later, the bacon's getting cold." Paige smirked as she stood to help Emily pull up her pants and pulling her into the kitchen with her, silently relieved that she had a little longer to figure out how to tell Emily about her new piercing that was probably infected.
She's gonna kill me for being so stupid, I can't believe it hurts this much….
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