Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars. If I did, I think it'd pretty much be the same. Except we'd see Jenna more, she's my guilty pleasure.
So, this idea has been been in my head for a few weeks now, and it seemed really fun to write, so I'm wrote it. Plus, I must (sheepishly) admit, it's totally something I'd do (given that I actually had Emily/Alison as a girlfriend, which would be awesome.) As a little backstory, the dollhouse situation has occurred in this story, and pretty much everything is as it would be in the show. Except, with more Emison. But I hope you all enjoy this. Hashtag Selfie :)
Alison clutched Emily's shoulders and groaned into the girl's neck, her body trembling against her girlfriend's. Emily had already shushed the panting blonde several times but the brunette stopped caring as soon as Alison started moaning in her ear. Her skirt and her panties were pooled around her ankles but she had never bothered to take off her shirt, and Emily had only hastily pulled off her tank top, leaving her in her jean shorts and a lacy black bra.
Ever since Alison had been released from jail, her dad laid down a script of harsh rules; no visiting, and no visitors. Spencer, Hanna, Emily, and Aria were allowed around but it would only be an hour later before Alison's father was rushing them back out the front door, muttering,"It's late," and,"Alison needs to rest."
He meant well, he really did. But for Emily and Alison, it had become the most painfully annoying thing ever.
They barely had time to make out anymore, let alone talk. The only communication they'd gotten in the past three weeks was through texting and long nighttime phone calls, and while it was sweet and somewhat made up for lost moments, it was still driving Alison freaking insane. She needed to see and feel and be with Emily again or she was literally going to lose it.
So, she did what any other devious, precocious teenage girl would do: she snuck out.
It was risky, and she knew she'd catch hell if she got caught, but she had faith in herself. Her dad had left for a 'business meeting' with the local country club, Jason was nowhere to be found, so she had free reign (at least for an hour or two.) She was the Alison DiLaurentis; she did successfully fake her death for two years and still manage to come back. If she could do that, then this was a walk in the park. She was praying to God that Emily's mom wasn't home when she knocked on the front door, because she'd surely go straight back to her dad and spill that she'd snuck out and only worsen the situation.
When she saw Emily open the door a few seconds later, Alison jumped into her arms and started kissing her girlfriend like life itself depended on it. Emily was confused, and shocked, but so, so turned on, and she kicked the door shut as she began her attack on Alison's neck. Everything else is a blur of blonde and brunette hair and hands and lips, and before she knows it, they're in Emily's bed, she's on top of Emily with two of the brunette's fingers buried deep inside of her.
"Em," Alison whimpered. Her nails were digging into Emily's tan skin and she was rocking her body against her girl's hand. She felt Emily's fingers curl as she pressed her lips to the brunette's, the blonde softly moaning into the girl's mouth and feeling her body begin to tense with sporadic feelings. Emily's thumb circled Alison's clit as the blonde breathed with difficulty, groaning louder into the brunette's mouth. Emily felt her girl clench her fingers and she couldn't help the whimper that fell from her own lips, because feeling Alison come undone all because of her, after so long, was the most amazing thing ever she'd ever felt.
Her tongue was sliding against Emily's with intense desperation, Emily's free hand threading through Alison's blonde locks. For a second, Alison opened her eyes and her breath was caught in her throat and the world paused as she met Emily's orbs; they were dark and flaming and full of want, Alison felt herself get more turned on just by the second. There was this inexplicable need burning in her irises and, God, she really needed Emily more than anything in this world right now.
Emily began plunging her fingers harder and deeper and Alison felt her world quickly crumbling, rocking her hips back and forth against Emily's hand. She gripped at Emily's dark, long tresses and her eyes fluttered close, feeling Emily's fingertips hit a spot that had her body trembling even harder. A whimper fell from her mouth and she ground her hips down, wanting more of that feeling and more of Emily, moaning the brunette's name into the air. In the middle of a whimper, she felt her girl's fingers shift but Alison quickly grabbed and tugged at Emily's wrist, her eyes still squeezed shut as she panted against Emily's lips,"No, right there, please, Em, right there."
Emily immediately backtracked and stared thrusting where Alison pleaded, the blonde tensing up against Emily's body again and softly crying out against Emily's mouth,"Don't stop."
"I'm not," Emily fervently breathed back. She circled her thumb around Alison's clit once again, all while her fingers curled and pushed, the blonde yelping out and her head dropping forward into Emily's neck. Nothing but Emily's name fell from her mouth as she panted against Emily's warm skin, the trembling and tingling spreading from her center all the way to the tips of her tightened fingers. Her hips jerked against Emily's hand as shudders ran through her legs and arms, Emily pressing her lips to Alison's to capture the onslaught of moans that her girl was beginning to release. Alison whimpered over and over into Emily's mouth, broken breaths slipping from her lips and she rocked her body against Emily's relentless fingers, wanting this moment to never end. "Fuck, baby," Alison whined. The blonde's moans were melodies to Emily's ears as she kept her thumb pressed against Alison's pulsing clit and her increasingly wet fingers plunging in and out.
The blonde's body slowly met reality again as dropped her head into Emily's neck, panting harshly against Emily's skin. She kissed her girl's neck as Emily's fingers slipped out of her, Emily bringing the same hand to her lips and licking Alison's taste from her glistening fingers. Emily hummed in pleasure, Alison bringing her head up to incredulously grin at the brunette. "You did not just do that," Alison rasped.
Emily's shrugged and matched Alison's smile. "You taste good." Alison couldn't help but lean forward and kiss her girl, this kiss soft and slow. She dipped her tongue into Emily's mouth as Emily's hands slid over her ass, their breathing speeding up again. The blonde whimpered as she tasted herself on Emily's tongue; Emily's right hand trailed from Alison's hip to between their bodies, the blonde pausing her lips against Emily's and her eyes fluttering open. Emily's face broke into a soft smirk against Alison's mouth as she slid her fingers up and down the length of Alison's wet sex, watching the blonde's face contort with pleasure as Emily then pressed against her entrance.
Emily breathed in a sweet tone,"I missed you, Ali."
"I missed you—fuck," Alison's soft reply tumbled into a long, quivering moan as Emily pressed two fingers inside of her. Emily wasted no time and drove her fingers deep into Alison, the blonde gripping Emily's dark tresses and her eyes falling shut again. The brunette repeated the action with her thumb circling Alison's clit, watching Alison begin to fall apart all over again. Alison felt Emily's fingers curl and her thumb skate across her clit again and she quickly dug her teeth into her her bottom lip, hoping to conceal the loud groan that just shot from her mouth. She feels her pulse pick up and her hips swing back and forth against Emily's because Emily feels so fucking good inside of her and she needs much more of it. Emily can't help the whimper that falls from her mouth as well as she feels Alison squeezing her fingers; she missed this so much, and she missed Ali, her Ali so much more and there was so much bliss filling her heart right now.
She innocently whispered into Alison's crimson ear,"Does that feel good?"
The blonde nodded as her eyes fluttered shut, feeling Emily's fingers curve deeply inside of her again. Her body clenched and pulsed around Emily's fingers as the brunette pushed in and out of her panting girlfriend, white hot pleasure burning through her body. She choked out a moan and clutched Emily's shoulders again, gasping for a proper breath. The second time hadn't even stopped as she felt the third begin to burn in her center. Alison's dark blue eyes opened and she shakily warned,"Em, I'm gonna come again." She was only warning her girl because she knew she wasn't about to control whatever moans and screams that were about to erupt from her throat. Her heart was pounding with lust and love and her legs shook against Emily's, and she knew she was about to come harder than she's ever imagined. "Come for me, Ali," Emily whispered as she slid her free hand up and intertwined her fingers with Alison's trembling ones. Alison let out a sharp breath as her heart pounded between her ribcage. Her mouth fell open and she let out a high-pitched moan, squeezing her eyes shut—
"Emily, Alison's father called, do you— oh my God. Oh my God!"
Both girls felt their speeding hearts completely stop in unison. No, no, God, no. Emily's head shot up and she saw her mom, her fucking mom standing there in the doorway, the color drained from her mother's body as was sputtering to get out words. Alison dug her fingernails into Emily's shoulder as her eyes popped open, trying to restrain any more moans from slipping out because Emily's mom was standing right fucking there and she was literally coming on Emily's fingers as they spoke.
"Oh my God, Mom, close the door," Emily frantically sputtered, immediately scattering to get her hand from between her girlfriend's shuddering legs and a sheet or blanket or something on top of them as soon as possible. Alison was holding her breath as her face flushed with white; she felt herself tightly clench Emily's fingers both girls made a choked, distressed noise, needing this entire scenario to just stop as soon as possible but keep going a little longer because fuck, did it feel good.
Ms. Fields turned her back to them in horrified shock and staggered,"No, no, no! Both of you, put your clothes on and get downstairs now!"
Emily quickly tugged her fingers out of Alison as the blonde rapidly climbed off Emily and yanked the bed sheets above both their bodies. Emily's body blushed bright red as her mother slammed her bedroom door shut and loudly stalked down the stairs. A thick silence filled the room as both girls stared at the door in utter shock, the girls breathing heavily in aftershock and exhilaration, until Alison began to softly laugh.
"I cannot believe that just happened," Alison lightly chuckled in disbelief.
"This isn't funny, Ali. My mom just walked in on me—on us having sex and now she's never going to look me in the eye again... God, this is so embarrassing," Emily groaned, pulling the sheets over her head in humiliation. She wouldn't be surprised if her mother unscrewed her bedroom door from its hinges or legally made her curfew 6:00 PM. Or shipped her off to some awkward counseling class about how to control teenage hormones.
Alison's demeanor softened and she pulled the sheet from over Emily's face, bringing her thumb to stroke the girl's still-flushed cheek. She consoled,"Baby, it's okay. The most she's going to do is yell and tell you to lock the door next time, it'll be okay." The blonde thumb traced over the mark on Emily's neck and she slyly added,"Besides, you'll forget any of this ever happened once I get to have my way with you."
"Girls, downstairs, now!"
"You're grounded. Not only because you let Alison sneak into our house while she was under strict rules to stay at home, but because you chose to take up time doing... that, instead of taking her back home. No walking Alison home, no dates, and definitely no Alison's house for two weeks. No Hanna, Spencer, or Aria either."
Emily begrudgingly muttered as she sulked at the kitchen table,"Yeah, okay." She wasn't in the mood to argue with her mother, let alone look her in the eye for the next few days. She was still reeling from earlier, still in a bit of shock that her mother had actually witnessed that. After her mother had unleashed a full blown rant on her and Alison on how,"Unnecessary," and,"Indecent," it was to do such an activity in her house, Alison had kissed Emily soft and sweetly at the front door, pulling back and mumbling a little,"Sorry. I'll call you later," squeezing Emily's hand and Emily shutting her front door with a sigh.
Emily was honestly annoyed with herself. She had truly tried not to get caught up but when Alison started touching her, after not having touched her blonde for so, so long, she just got became lost in the moment. And now she was grounded for it. Ugh.
It was now three hours later and Emily was laying in her bed, with Hanna and Aria all guffawing (and Spencer trying to diffuse said laughter) on the phone at her current situation. She rolled her eyes and droned into her iPhone,"It's really not that funny, guys."
Hanna giggled in enjoyment,"Um, yeah, it really is. How often does Innocent-Little-Emily get grounded?"
"And for getting caught having sex? With Ali? By your mom? This is kind of a momentous occasion," Aria added.
Emily closed her eyes in frustration and spoke with mortification,"No, it's not, it's completely humiliating and now everytime my mom looks at me, all she's going to see is Alison on top of her daughter."
Hanna quietly muttered in amusement,"I knew Ali was a top."
Spencer interrupted,"I'm choosing to ignore to that comment. Em, she'll come to a resolution with you and herself soon. She's likely only grounding you because part of her doesn't want to see you growing up... even if your form of growing up was defiling your bedroom with Alison."
Emily sighed because she knew Spencer was a little right (as per usual, Spencer was always painfully right.) The brunette shifted to her side on the sheets and softly agreed,"Yeah, I know... It still sucks that I got grounded though. I haven't even heard from Ali since she left. Her dad is probably drilling her doors and windows shut right now."
"I can't imagine how her dad reacted. He's been bugging out so bad lately," Hanna commented.
"Knowing him, it wouldn't be surprising if he actually did ground her for the next six months. He's never been the most ... reasonable figure. Like father, like daughter, though," Spencer knowingly sighed.
"I would call and ask how she's doing but I don't want her to get in any more trouble than she's probably already in," Emily murmured.
"Do you want us to come over? I just got Jurassic World on Blu-Ray, and a bag of cotton-candy flavored popcorn," Hanna cheerily chirped.
Emily sighed again,"You guys can't come over either. My mom wasn't kidding when she said she doesn't want anyone over."
Hanna frowned,"That's so unfair. I mean, it's not like we're all gonna do the same things Ali did to you."
"I definitely didn't need that mental image," Spencer muttered. As Emily was about to scold Hanna, her phone began vibrating, and Alison's face and and name (with a lot of pink heart emojis) was on her screen. A small smiled bloomed on her face and she quickly spoke,"Speaking of that, Ali's calling, so I'm gonna go."
"Tell us all about it. Wait, nevermind, don't. I don't need details on your sex life with Ali," Hanna grimaced.
"Goodbye," Emily deadpanned, rolling her eyes and quickly ending the call. As if she didn't already know enough about her best friends' sex lives as well; she couldn't count how many times she'd walked in on Hanna and Caleb getting more than close. She hasn't eaten on the Ms. Marin's kitchen table for quite a while now.
Pushing the lewd thoughts away, Emily answered the phone and happily sighed,"Hi, Ali."
"Hi," Alison quietly replied back, so quiet it was almost a whisper. Alison's soft voice still made longing warmth fill Emily's chest as the blonde sighed,"How bad did it go?"
"She lectured me on indecency and told me I'm grounded for two weeks. No walking Alison home, no dates, and definitely no going to Alison's house," Emily sarcastically repeated as her mother's rant played back in her head. "I'm guessing your dad wasn't happy about it either?"
"I'm grounded for a month. I can't leave the house unless it's for church, or my dad is with me. I don't think it was a fair punishment, though. They both know what happens when two people who like eachother go in a room together, I don't know why they're so freaked out," Alison scoffed with annoyance into her phone.
Emily sat up against her headboard and tilted her head, smiling to herself at how cute her girlfriend could be, even when she was irritated. "In his defense, you technically weren't supposed to be out. He only did this to keep you safe."
"Yeah, but I should be allowed to see my own girlfriend when I want. It's common sense, like, duh," Alison scoffed.
The brunette smiled wider; girlfriend, she was Ali's girlfriend and she still couldn't believe it. Emily layed back down against the pillows, closing her eyes and absentmindedly sighing,"Why are you so bad, Ali?" Before Emily could realize the suggestiveness of her sentence, Alison laughed deeply in her ear, and purred back,"I like being bad for you."
It was as if Alison was breathing right in her ear as she felt a blush form on her face and uncontrolled shivers run down her body. God, Ali could bat her eyes once or twice and Emily would be puddling at her feet; the things that blonde did to her were devilish and it didn't make sense how quickly she'd succumb to Alison, no matter the circumstances. She was so, so in love with that girl, it hurt.
"I'm going to miss touching you. Your hair especially, I'm going to miss your hair." Emily furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as Alison's voice continued to float through the phone in a flirtatious tone,"This is going to sound weird, but it always smells like the ocean... Like the beaches in Cape May. And I especially love holding it when I'm on top of you, and you're inside of me and I'm moaning your name."
The low, vulgar words that Alison purred had Emily grinning to herself even though a small blush burned on her face again and she felt warmth pool in the pit of her stomach. The brunette laughed with slight struggle,"You're really not making this easy for either of us, Ali."
She could almost see Alison's pout in her mind as the blonde mumbled,"I just wanna be with you."
"I know... We can still FaceTime, maybe," Emily suggested.
Alison scoffed,"Yeah, but my dad will kill me if he catches me talking to you. He's sort of clarified that he specifically doesn't want me talking to you for the next month."
"Maybe you could just send me selfies and I can stare at them until I fall asleep," Emily lightly joked. Alison was quiet for a second before Emily heard her softly speak with tease,"Hold on just a second."
"Why?" Emily asked with a knowing smile on her face; even Alison DiLaurentis, an infamous queen of disguise and deception, couldn't hide the devious tone in her voice from Emily. The brunette knew very well of the Alison's way of hiding from years of watching her devious plans, from the day she planted a "harmless" stinkbomb in the Cavanaugh's garage, to the day she promised to never plot and scheme as harshly as she did in the past, ever again.
"Just hold on, Em. You'll see," Alison giggled. Emily heard a bit of shuffling (well, a lot), but patiently waited just as Ali had asked. Her mind drifted and soon she found herself thinking of the night right before the first day of high school. Alison had group-called she, Aria, Hanna, and Spencer, and asked them to come over for,"One last summer celebration."
They all eventually obliged (as if they wouldn't have at the time) even though Spencer first had lightly protested. They all met at Alison's front door, Spencer quietly brooding, Hanna curious and wide-eyed, Aria murmuring that she lied to her mom and dad to get out of the house, and Emily's nerves on edge because any moment with Alison was a moment that she savored. As quickly as they had arrived, Alison opened the front door, wearing a bikini, and a dazzling smile. She yanked them into her home and quickly quirked an eyebrow upwards, grinning at her quad. Emily eyes couldn't help but trace the outlines of Alison's body that night, the girl having already developed a figure, which she was always proud to show off.
Alison smiled at the girls and calmly directed,"Take off your clothes."
The next hour was consumed by cold, night air and them squealing in fear and exhilaration because in some insane way, Alison had gotten all of them completely ass-naked and they were running through the backyards of the neighborhood. They were streaking, they were actually streaking and all them were too caught in the moment to go back. Alison was right next to her, her bare feet skittering through the dewy, night grass, holding Emily's hand and wildly giggling and Emily's heart was pounding so hard, she thought it would pop right out of her chest and fly away to the heavens, because Alison DiLaurentis was naked and right next to her and holding her hand and she could have never thought that moment would ever freaking exist.
"Em?"
Alison's present, questioning voice broke Emily's nostalgia and fluttering heartbeat. "Oh, Ali, I'm sorry," the brunette quickly answered.
"Where did you go?"
"I was just thinking of the time we went streaking down the road," Emily retold with a grin, her fingertips tingling as she remembered Alison's skin from earlier today; she swore Alison could be an angel, the way her skin felt as soft as midday clouds looked.
Alison quietly laughed,"God, I remember that. Spencer was terrified, and I think Aria fell in poison ivy. Hanna almost got caught by someone, and I held your hand the entire time, while you were freaking out."
"Well, I did sort of have a crush on you at the time, and you were naked and right next to me, so..." Emily shyly trailed off.
"Speaking of naked, I think you should check your phone," Alison slyly insinuated. Emily hadn't even noticed her phone vibrate as it had been pressed against her ear; she quickly pressed the speakerphone, opening up her messages and— wow.
"Do you like?" Alison purred. Emily's voice was lost in her throat, and she felt her body flooding with shock and excitement, because had Alison really just sent her a freaking nude? Did the Alison DiLaurentis really just send her a naked selfie? The blonde had one hand pushing her blonde locks back, her teeth tugging on her pink, plump bottom lip, her licentious blue eyes sparkling with mischief and looking right into the camera, a small red blush covered her cheeks, and her body— God, Alison's body looked so fucking good and Emily wanted to cover every inch of Alison's skin with her hands and mouth as soon as possible.
"I'll take your silence as a yes," Alison giggled in that way that made Emily's knees weak and her chest tickle.
Emily's mouth was dry and she honestly couldn't bring herself to say anything because she was honestly speechless. Alison had always been the flirty, suggestive type but Emily wouldn't have ever imagined this happening. Fifteen year old Emily wouldn't have believed it then and eighteen year old Emily didn't believe it now. It was only from the waist up but Emily couldn't have been more starstruck by the curve of Alison's waist, her perky breasts, the taut abdomen that Emily loved to kiss, and her eyes; her ocean eyes glimmered with in her bedroom lights and Emily literally couldn't tear her eyes away from that photo.
"Okay, Em, don't drool through the phone," Alison teased.
Emily finally broke her eyes away from the screen, hurriedly turning off the speakerphone and pressing the phone back to her ear. She struggled to get her words out as she responded,"Wow, Ali, I'm... wow."
Alison responded with amusement,"Just something to help you get through the night since I'm not there. Although, I bet you're gonna be up all night now. Your loneliness is only a hand away."
The blush on Emily's face grew redder at Alison's licentious suggestion and she awkwardly choked,"I think I'll just wait until you're un-grounded before I ever do... that."
Alison's warm laugh filled Emily's ear, but it quickly went silent and she heard a disheartened sigh. "Hey, my dad is home. I have to go, or you really will be having solo nights in your bedroom." Emily rolled her eyes but a smile still graced her face. Alison whispered,"We'll talk tomorrow, I promise. I love you, Em."
The brunette's heart thumped back and forth in her chest at those words; her lungs filled with fluttering butterflies as she spoke back with a delicate grin,"I love you, too, Ali. Goodnight."
This is only the first part of this two-shot. I'm hoping for that part to be posted soon, so let's just bask in the first part for now. Plus, this part was my favorite. Reviews would be awesome, I love hearing what you all have to say. Also, are you enjoying season six? (besides Floprenzo and Shower Harvey existing for whatever reason?) Tell me in your reviews :)