AN: this will just be a two-shot unless you all are begging for more *insert smirk face here,
so with that, I hope you enjoy this.
A Private Dance Lesson Chapter 2:
Emily swallowed thickly, she shouldn't let Alison keep looking at here like that, especially not when Alison was here to learn all the right moves to dance to at her wedding.
Em has been teaching Ali for a few months now. Just the basics, and just business, even though she had been dying many times to break the rules and take things further. Alison was such a tease. If Emily thought Alison was bad in high school, well she learned overwise.
"Em? You gonna teach me or not?" Emily shuddered when she heard Alison use her nickname, so she said hers back, "yes, Ali, I am."
They started in the floor and Ali assumed her position by placing one of her hands on the small of Emily's back, and the other on her shoulder. She gasped when Emily did the same but applied a little more force to her lower back. "Your fiancé would want you closer." And with a gentle push, their bodies collided deliciously.
Ali hid her grin and looked up, "I'm sure you're right. After all, you're the instructor, you know best."
The music got louder and the girls began to move slowly at first, the music was set up for a sexy waltz, if that was a thing, and the more the music went on, the more erratic their movements became. Their bodies fit perfectly together and as Ali spun herself around in Em's arms, with her back towards the brunette, Emily slipped her hands down to grip either side of Alison's waist, using her hands to sway her hips against hers. Ali smirked at looked forward into the giant ceiling to floor mirror that covered the entire wall. She could see even from this position, the darkness that clouded over in Emily's eyes.
"What about you Emily? Do you want your fiancé this close to you?" and as if she was trying to make a point, Ali rocked her hips in a circle, daring to allow her ass to graze the material between it and Emily's center.
Em chewed on her inner lip, "I'm sure my fiancé will be more than happy with the way I want us to dance. After all, it's like you said, I know better."
Ali smiled, although a little dissatisfied and spun back around, this time wrapping her hands around Em's waist. It was an awkward moment when she initiated it, but Emily's couldn't help but hold Alison back.
Emily, be strong. Just because there's been no funny business at home with your soon to be wife does not mean you can do it here.
Em willed herself to loosen the grip and when Ali pulled away, she had thought she'd done something wrong. But Ali just walked over to the music player and looked Em in the eye, "I have some moves of my own I would like to work on. That's if you wouldn't mind doing them with me?"
Emily could never back down from a challenge.
"Of course I don't mind, show me what you got."
Alison pressed play and new music came on. It was sensual, it had rhythm and Emily assumed it was Spanish. Something that a couple would really enjoy dancing to. Emily swallowed and walked out to the middle of the floor, meeting Alison and waiting for the blonde to make her move.
Alison smiled and reached her hands to grip the sides of Em's waist. Alison noticed how over the past few weeks, Emily has been getting stronger, her muscles leaner, and it did something naughty in between her legs to think about seeing Emily, fully naked, her taught muscles flexing under her touch. Knowing this, Alison slipped her hands under the fabric slowly, not wanting to make her movements too sudden, and both girls gasped at the skin to skin contact. Ali bit her lip and looked wear her hands were touching Em.
Emily should've pulled away, but she couldn't, she's been wanting to touch Alison in her most private places for a few weeks now and this was just a tip of the iceberg. Emily watched Alison's eyes, icy blue with a deep intensity about them. She watched the orbs roam over her body, finally landing on where her obliques were firmly gripped in her hands.
Em couldn't deny herself the right to enjoy this, so she placed her hands on top of Alison's. "Is this one of the moves you had mentioned?"
Alison had thought Emily was going to push her away, so she was taken aback by the brunette's forwardness.
She decided to see how far she could get this week.
"Yes, actually, it's part of a move. I just like to feel my partner during every step of the way."
A small groan escaped between Emily's bitten lip as Alison dug her nails gently into the flesh and scraped down, dragging her fingernails around to the front of Emily's body until her hands rested low on her abdomen. She slipped her hands out and placed them higher on her Em's stomach, over the material of her shirt.
Ali then gripped one of Emily's wrists and spun her around, so that Em's back was flush against her front. Alison was a few inches shorter, so she leaned up and in Emily's ear whispered, "I want to be spun just like that, can you do that for me?"
Emily nodded and when Alison looked up in the mirror, she could see the look of desire burning in Em's eyes. Then Em shut them and tilted her head back, exposing more of the flesh of her neck. The exact skin Ali wanted to bite and suck and kiss.
This time, Emily turned around slowly, dragging her ass across that of Ali's for as long as she could. When face to face Em slid her hands down the length of Ali's arms and grabbed hold to one of her wrists. She pulled away, bring Ali's arm with her and when enough space was created, spun Ali around and into her body, wrapping her free arm around her waist, their bodies swaying back in for in rhythm with the music. Ali smirked, she could feel Emily's hot breath on her neck, and Alison loved the way the curve of her ass lined up perfectly with Em's center.
"Anything else, Alison?"
Ali nodded, "Dip me." And without any hesitation at all, Emily dipped Alison back, the ends of her luscious blonde hair brushing against the floor. Alison's hands were gripped tightly around Emily's arms, feeling the firmness, the strength.
Em's eyes fell on the curves of Alison's breast and before she lifted the blonde, she brought her other arm up, rested her hand on Ali's chest and as she slowly lifted the blonde, she dragged her own fingernails over the fabric, down between the valley of her breasts over her stomach, stopping at the hem of her shirt. As Emily did this, Ali brought her leg up to wrap it around Em's waist, pushing her own, now throbbing core, into Em.
Emily's hand was strong on Ali's back, her free one moving to squeeze Ali's leg, just above her knee, holding her in place.
"And this?" Emily asked, clenching her hand around Ali's thigh, "Is this another move you'd like to practice?"
Ali was the one at a loss for words this time, so she nodded first, then she remembered how to speak and answered, "often."
Emily smiled and walked back, dragging Ali with her, their bodies never giving up an inch of space between them. Ali let herself be moved and controlled and she was sure her arousal could be felt. If not the heat between her legs, then definitely the hardening of her nipples would give her away.
Em walked back until they were just a foot from the mirror, their sides facing it. Emily looked to her right, waiting until she met Alison's eyes in it and smiled.
"What next blondie?"
Alison smiled and dropped her leg. She detached herself from Emily's body and took a step away. She looked at the wooden railing jutting from the mirror and smiled as another idea popped up in her mind.
"Since you're so good at yoga, I'm assuming you're also very flexible. Can you show me some stretches…on here?"
Em looked at the railing and although she knew she never used it in her yoga routines, she decided she would still show Ali something.
"Ok, sure…we can start with something simple. So um, grab the rail."
Alison shook her head gently. "Actually, I learn better if I watch someone else do it first. Can you show me how it's done, and then I'll try?"
Em squinted her eyes quizzically at the blonde, not quite figuring out her motives yet. "Um, okay."
Alison stood back, behind Emily, never leaving her eyes from where they were connected through the reflection of the mirror.
"Ok, so we can start with some basic leg stretches. It might hurt at first, or be a little difficult to keep up here, but with practice, this will be one of the easiest ones." Emily looked up in the mirror and saw that Alison's eyes were still on hers, they never left. Ali nodded and Em nodded back. "Okay, so all you have you have to do, is hike one of your legs up on this thing, like so, and then reach for your toes."
Alison watched intently as Emily lifted one of her legs up onto the railing, resting the back of her ankle on it and then leaning forward, both of her hands reaching for her toes.
Emily realized her body was still tight and closed her eyes, reaching further, moaning softly as the muscles in her legs relaxed and stretched. She took a long deep breath and continued to talk, her eyes still shut. "So doing this will stretch out a long of the muscles in your leg, you butt and even your lower back. So like your calves and higher up the back of your thigh, where your hamstring is."
Em was just about to switch legs when she felt someone, Alison, come behind her. She froze and held her breath. Alison slipped her hand under the curve of Em's ass and between her legs, dragging the palms of her hand over Emily's hamstring. "So you mean here?"
Emily gulped and let out a long shaky breath, "yes." It sounded more like a moan than an answer.
Alison smirked, watching Emily's face, almost completely gone, in the mirror. She was melting under her touch and Alison was more than happy that her hands were the reason.
"And….here?" Alison slid her hand further along Em's leg which was still propped up on the railing, and gripped the back of Emily's calf, massing her slowly, scraping her nails into the tan skin.
Em tilted her head back and rolled her lip between her teeth.
Alison leaned into Emily's ear, "Emily, tell me, does this excite you?"
Emily was so lost in the feel of Alison's touch, she had no recognition that Alison was sliding her hand back up her leg, against her inner thigh, her forearm brushing between the curve that was Emily's ass.
Em moaned again, this time a bit louder, and gasped when saddening the flat of Ali's hand was cupping her sex, gently at first before she gave Emily a nice squeeze.
"Uh, oh god." Emily couldn't even react "normally."
"Shit, Alison, wha-what…"
"Shhh, it's okay, I know you wanna break the rules, so do I."
Emily opened her eyes and in the mirror Ali was watching her, her eyes an unusual shade of dark blue, so dark they could be grey.
Alison moved her hand, the friction causing Emily's leg to quiver and fall from the rail, and as she brought her legs closer together, Alison's hand was trapped in the vice between her thighs.
Ali groaned, "aw, I like when you were wide open for me."
Emily gulped and shook her head. "We shouldn't Alison, we agreed…"
Ali pouted and curled her fingers in a come here motion against Emily's core. "Shhh, but Em, I can feel you, I can feel how much you want me. I can feel the trembling in your legs, the shakiness in your breaths, and let's not forget, your wet. Hot. Sex." Each of Alison's last three words was another circle pressed hard against Emily's hard clit.
Emily sucked in a breath and both of her hands reached forward as her body jolted. Her hands found the rail and she gripped tight, tighter until her knuckles were pale.
"That's it Em, I know you can't fight it anymore than I can."
Alison leaned her whole body against Emily, making sure her hardened nipples could be felt on the brunette's back.
Alison hissed and bit her own lip. She reached her hand that wasn't between Emily's legs up to the brunette's hair and tangled her fingers in the long tresses. Then she closed her hand in a fist and yanked Emily's head back, forcing her to look up into the mirror. "Watch me, Emily. Don't move."
Em wished she could speak, say no, resist the pulsing between her thighs, but she couldn't. She could not and she didn't want to. The heat of her sex was intense, but the look burning in Alison's eyes, burned into her very soul, turning her on more than she had ever experienced. Emily ignored the pain of having her hair pulled and focused on holding onto the wooden railing, because she knew if she didn't, she would slump to the very floor and let Alison have her way with her there.
Alison smirked as Emily stayed still. She was shocked that Em didn't try harder to stop all of this, but when Ali got what she wanted, she was never one to complain.
Alison moved her body she that one of her thighs could slip right between Emily's. She pushed her thigh up rather hard, and fast until it hit right against Emily's center and she cussed. "Oh fuck, Alison."
It was a whisper, but Ali heard it loud and clear. "I like when you cuss Emily, do it again."
With that command, Ali started to swivel her hips against Emily's ass, making sure her thigh was pressed tight enough to feel the heat emanating from Em's sex.
"Shit." Even if Ali didn't command her to, Emily was sure she still would've had the same reaction.
Ali kept up her ministrations, stroking Em' against her clit, grinding sensually into her firm ass, and pressing her naked thigh into Em's center.
Emily tried hard to keep her eyes locked onto Alison's but the more Ali did, the more Em wanted to throw her head back and slam her eyes shut as she came.
Alison could tell Em was close to the edge, and there was nothing she wanted more than to watch and feel Emily collapse against her while she came down from an orgasm.
Alison reached her free hand around Emily, snaking it under her arm and she reached up to cup Emily's left breast, massaging it in her hand, pinching at her nipple through the fabric.
"You're willing to break the rules Emily? You want to cum for me now, don't you?"
Alison's movements became more erotic and Em was rocking her hips to meet Alison's thrusts and to rub harder against her hard, "God, yes."
Alison smirked and was thinking about reaching into the waistband of Emily's panties and giving them both what they wanted when suddenly Emily's phone went off at the same time that it always did during their lessons.
Emily didn't even hear it, but Ali did and something damn near evil crossed her mind.
Alison stopped her motions, put some distance between their bodies and leaned forward to capture Emily's earlobe in her mouth. She dragged her teeth, pulling the skin into it slipped from her teeth and she sucked it gently, blew on it to cool the pain and whispered, "oops, looks like class is over Emily," and walked away toward her purse.
Emily dropped her head, not daring to open her eyes. She stood with her hands still grasping the railing, her chest heaving and the throbbing in between her legs so intense and powerful it was starting to physically hurt her. She groaned and turned around on her heels, a flushed and angry look on her face.
"You fucken tease." Alison smiled and shrugged, "rules are rules Em, and last time I checked, you're the one who made them."
Emily's face relaxed and she smiled faintly, nodding, agreeing that Alison was right.
Ali fixed herself up and picked up her purse, walking towards the door, stopping as her hand rested on the door knob, "Oh and Em?"
Emily looked up from the bench she was sitting on to change her shoes, "Yes Alison?"
"What do you want for dinner? I can grab some of Tony's downstairs on the way out and meet you at home?"
Emily forced a smile and shook her head, "But babe, we had Tony's last week."
Alison smiled at the sound of Emily's calling her 'babe.'
"Okay, I'll cook tonight, see you at home then, and don't take too long, I'll make your favorite."
"Okay Ali, sounds great."
Ali nodded, and just as she opened the door she stopped and turned around, "Em, I really am sorry. I know we both got worked up and I wanted to do so much more with you right now, but you're the one that wanted to wait until after the wedding to have sex again."
Em bit her lip and tried not to think to hard about it, "I know, I know, but I don't think I can wait any longer. And we know our dances, you've learned them all, so I don't think I can handle these lessons anymore. I can't really focus now that you know the all moves."
Ali nodded, "Oh I'm sure you can teach me a lot more baby." Ali smirked at the innuendo and walked away, calling out behind her, "dinner is at 7, don't be late!"
Emily smiled and thought to herself, yup, I'm definitely breaking some rules tonight.
She packed her things and closed up her studio, thanking God that she had the most amazing fiancé ever. Alison DiLaurentis was the love of her life and she couldn't wait to marry her.
**AN: Hey, I'm back! Expect updates from me soon, sorry for the wait….again -_-
Anywhooo, so, tell me what you all thought about this chapter, the ending? I originally wanted the roles to be reversed and to have Ali being teased by Emily, but…my hands to what they want, and my brain just goes along with it, or maybe it's the other way around?…either way, I love a good twist and maybe you guys seen this coming, maybe you didn't? I'd love to hear from you though, if ya loved it, hated it, ehh…etc. Leave it in a revieeeeeew!
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Stay tuned! So until then, kisses!
-Lina