A bang from the fireworks woke up Emy, who'd been quietly napping on my chest for about 20 minutes. I'd been watching the lights reflect on her sweaty forehead.

"It's ok" I whispered into her hair. "It's just a firework."

"mmm" she mumbled and kissed the skin on my chest, her long hair tickling me. She took my nipple in her mouth. The phone rang echoing through the room.

"Ignore it." I moaned as her teeth made contact.

Tegan's voice followed.
"Hey Sar, I'm guessing you're not home… or your ignoring me. Happy New Year. I love you, I'm sorry about the Emy thing. Call me when you get this."

"You should call her back. Say you were feeling sick." Emy began mumbling against my skin again, I just hugged her tighter not wanting to leave.

"Oh fuck off" I closed my eyes wanting all the phones to stop,
"Its mine. Calm down." Emy moved and picked up her blackberry, a soothing hand coming to my stomach. "It's Tegan. What do you want me to tell her?"

"That you love me and you're never going to leave my side again. I'm quitting the band so we don't have to sleep apart anymore."

"Sara. Don't be like that please." She sighed as she answered her phone "Hey Tegan… Sara?... Oh yeah… We walked home… She wasn't feeling good…No I don't think she seemed sad. Well maybe a bit… Don't worry about it. We've kissed before" she laughed. "I'll walk over and check on her… It's like three blocks… I'll call you if there's anything wrong. Night… Yeah you too." She hung up and placed her phone next to me. "She's worried about you y'know." She brought herself up, pushing her lips on mine. "Smile"

"I don't feel like smiling. I don't have anything to smile about right now"

"You've got me."

"I don't really though. You've got Sarah. Em? Did you fuck her? In Portland."

"No Sara. I wouldn't do that to you. I loved you. I still love you." She placed a gentle kiss on my lips "Plus your tits are nice." she grinned.

"Fuck off!" I pushed her head off me, but her hands began moving around my breasts. My nipples soon harden under her touch. She pulled my un-pierced one. I moan slipped past my lips.

"I love you Em"

"I love you too Sara Kirsten Quin."

"I wanta fuck you." I moaned under her hands, her hip pushing into my wet heat.

"I owe you one though." She moved her mouth across my stomach, tongue soothing where her teeth had dragged moments before. My legs opened wider hoping for her to get the message. I arched to her. "Stop." She bit me, hard, just where my bones begun to show definition. I moaned as her chin nudged my clit through my lips.

"Fuck me please." I moaned. I knew she loved having me like this. Begging her. She brought two fingers to her lips, sucking them. "Please Emy…Emily" She pushed two fingers deep inside me, her tongue moving to my clit. I pushed her hair out of her eyes. My head rolling back on the pillow. I quickly locked my legs behind her head pulling her deeper. She moved her mouth off me, ignoring my cries for her to go again. Keeping her fingers pumping in and out of me.

"I thought you wanted to fuck me?"

"I do, but you feel so good baby."

"Like things inside of you?"

"Yes. Emily please."

"Do you want something inside of you and to fuck me?" I knew what she meant and right now I wanted it too.

"Yes."

"Tell me"

"I want to fuck you, Emy, and have something inside me." I panted at her. She withdrew her fingers, and went to the draw next to us. She came back kneeling between my open legs and two fingers began working in circles inside me. She pulled up my front wall, almost too hard. I whimpered.

"Shussh Sar, just a little more." She began pushing the bulb into me, its texture pulled at my walls, finally it slid in. "Good girl." Emy came up and kissed my forehead, my bangs now plastered to my forehead. She began to rub the cock coming out of me, the bulb rubbing me nicely and the external bumping my clit. I captured her lips with my own, pulling her down by the back of her damp neck. She bit my lip and pulled hard, causing a loud moan to come out of my mouth. I felt my knees being pushed together. I quickly rolled over, holding up my weight with my arms, letting her role under me. Strong fingers tightly gripping my tattoos, I lent down and kissed her, ad rubbed her. Up and down. I thought. She's wet enough for it. Taking the base in my hand and moved my hips forward into her. Looking down, it slid in easy. Her breath hitched in her chest fingers gripped even harder. I was worried she was having second thoughts but she opened her eyes.

"babbbyyy" she whispered at me. I rocked my hips into hers. Legs coming to wrap around my waist, she pulled me in. Our lips resting on the others only slightly, hazel eyes staring back into my own.

I don't know how long this went on, my hips rocking steadily, moans coming from both of us, tongues occasionally sweeping across lips and hot breath drying them again. Her neck craned slightly every time she wanted a kiss. She came against my lips, shaking and the moans vibrated against my lips. Emy's fingers defiantly left bruises on my skin where they'd pressed hard into my neck and shoulder. At the slight of her my own orgasm came, the constant g-spot and clit stimulation finally got the better of me and it felt like my stomach muscles would rip at the tension. My insides gripped the bulb. She collapsed panting on the pillow. I'd never seen anything as beautiful. I doubted I probably would again. I kissed her sweaty forehead, I pulled out of her, and pulled it out of myself, I was literally dripping so it wasn't much of a pull. I again left it in the bathroom sink. I looked out the window for a second at the night. The sky was clear but my mind was foggier than ever. A drunk couple where kissing outside my building.
"Remember when we were like that?" I felt Emy's soft lips on my neck and arms around my waist.

"Of course." I whispered.

"I want to be like that again."

"Me too" I whispered again. "But how?"

The phone rang again, breaking the thoughts of realisation from both of us.
"Sara… Please call me… I love you… Call me… It's Tegan btw." I picked up before she hung up; a relived voice came down the phone. "Sar… I was worried. Emy said you went home, how do you feel now?"

"Yeah Emy walked me home." At the sound of her name and my lie her lips grew into a smile, and began attacking my neck with bites. My voice cracked "Yep I'm fine, just a cold," I faked a sneeze. "I'm gonna go to bed. Night. Love you too Tee."

"Bed then?"

"Bitch" I laughed and pulled her face into my hands. "Bed then." I kissed her but smooshed her cheeks first. Emy's smile never broke once. Beautiful. I thought.