Author's Note: Since Emilie tweeted about there not being much fanfiction about her and Maggie, I decided to add a second part to this story.
Give Them Something to Write About: Part Two
Emilie and Maggie sat together on a hotel bed, sharing gingersnaps and drinking. Emilie was showing Maggie the fanfiction that she and Veronica had discovered the previous night. Maggie frowned, "How come I'm not in any of these?"
Emilie shrugged, "Well, Veronica and I are just more...open with our relationship."
"That's true," Maggie said with a hint of sadness in her voice; she felt almost like a third-wheel sometimes.
"Don't be sad, Mags," Emilie said, caressing the redhead's cheek before kissing her pale lips. She took Maggie's drink from her hand and set it next to her own on the end-table. Emilie gently pushed Maggie back against the pillows and moved to straddle her; she kissed her again, trailing her hand slowly down Maggie's body before slipping it down the front of her leopard print pajama pants. Maggie gasped and shuttered as Emilie fingers passed lightly over her sex. "You know that I love you, too," Emilie whispered in the redhead's ear.
Maggie nodded before taking Emilie by the back of the neck and bringing her closer; she kissed the blond passionately, snaking her tongue into Emilie's mouth. Emilie could feel Maggie getting wet, she slipped two fingers inside of her and smiled as Maggie shuddered and moaned. The petite redhead removed the blond's tanktop and raked her nails down her bare back; Emile hissed at the stinging sensation that Maggie's long nails left in their wake. Emilie added a third slender finger to the mix and began to pump harder and faster, bringing Maggie closer to the edge.
"Emmie..." Maggie moaned, she was so close.
Emilie moved her thumb in circles over the top of Maggie's womanhood while continuing to work her fingers in and out. This sent the redhead over the edge; she cried out the blond's name and dug her nail's into her back. Emilie waited until Maggie had fully rode out her orgasm before removing her fingers, licking them clean and kissing Maggie deeply. The pair turned their heads toward the door when they heard the handle turn.
"I'm back with more gingersnaps!" Veronica said excitedly as she entered the hotel room. "Why does it smell like sex in here?" As she turned the corner the bed came into view. "Seriously?" She took in the sight of Maggie still breathing heavily underneath a topless Emilie. "You both left me hanging last night, and now this?" The girls just shrugged at their friend. "Not cool, guys," Veronica tossed the gingersnaps onto the bed. "Not. Cool."
