This story will have several 'M' rated chapters from this point. You have been warned. Also, this chapter is a bit longer than usual, so enjoy. :)

It was the day after Emily and Alison had gotten carried away in the locker room and neither girl had spoken to the other. Emily saw Alison in the hallway at school, but as soon as they made eye contact the blonde turned and went in the opposite direction. Emily couldn't begin to process what had happened between them or why. She had never thought about Alison sexually before. She had never thought about any girl like that before, but if she wasn't into girls then it wouldn't have felt so amazing to have the blonde's lips against her own or to have Alison's hand between her legs.

Emily spent the entire night crying, not because her first sexual experience was with Alison, a woman, but because the shorter girl had abandoned her immediately after. She thought people were supposed to cuddle or talk after sex, not completely walk away. Emily tried not to think too much about it or else her friends might notice something was off with her and she had no idea how to begin explaining it.

The group of six sat at their lunch table once again. Hanna was beside Caleb and Spencer was beside Toby, leaving Aria and Emily in front of each other. Spencer and Hanna had easily fit into the group and by now it felt natural for them to be around. Aria and Emily had quickly taken notice of how close Spencer and Toby were becoming and the same could be said for Hanna and Caleb. The first time Emily said something about it in an attempt to tease her friends she was met with four blushing faces, which only confirmed her suspicions. It had been several weeks since they had become friends with the two new girls and they quickly fell into a pattern of eating lunch together every day and hanging out every Friday.

"So when are you guys just going to ask them out on a date?" Emily asked Toby and Caleb, once again catching them off guard and causing their faces to dust over with a shade of pink.

"Em, why are you so interested in our love lives? Why don't you pick on Aria?" Toby attempted to change the subject.

"Aria is seeing someone, actually. Unlike you guys, I can admit that." The short brunette announced, surprising everyone.

"Who is he?" Hanna blurted out.

"His name is Jake. He is a karate instructor. He has been teaching my little brother." Aria confessed.

"Why are we just now hearing about this?" Emily asked with a smile, clearly happy for her friend.

"It is new. Our first date isn't until this Saturday."

"So, looks like everyone has someone except for poor little Emily." Caleb teased.

"So you admit that you and Hanna have something going on." Emily smiled mischievously.

Caleb slapped his forehead at his little slip up, but Hanna was quick on her feet.

"I wouldn't say poor little Emily didn't have someone. I'll give her credit for trying, but she definitely didn't do a great job at hiding that love bite on her neck. I can spot it a mile away." Hanna pointed out for everyone to see and she immediately felt her face become hot.

She didn't know how to tell them that it came from another female, when they obviously expected it was from some guy. She also had no idea how to explain to her friends that the girl that had been bullying her was actually the person that had given her this mark. She sheepishly looked down and the table erupted in a round of oohs as Emily blushed harder and covered her neck.

Alison happened to walk past their table with her plate of food as the conversation had just gotten deep. Alison didn't hear much, but she realized they were talking about the mark that she had left on Emily's usually unblemished neck.

She felt herself beginning to panic, but she had to fight it off and pray that Emily didn't tell them who it really came from. It wasn't like Emily even had proof. She could always deny it. However, Alison had bigger problems on her plate. Like, why in the Hell did she hook up with Emily in the first place. Sure, if they had been drinking at a party or something she would be able to blame the alcohol, but they had been completely sober. Alison had genuinely wanted the swimmer and that feeling was so foreign and terrifying that she was yet to be able to analyze it. She knew she wasn't a lesbian. She had been with guys before and actually enjoyed herself.

She wouldn't admit it, but she had also enjoyed being with Emily, even though the brunette hadn't touched her. She couldn't be a lesbian, because even though she touched Emily, the other girl hadn't gone anywhere near her intimate region. This was exactly how Alison was able to justify her behavior. It wasn't a gay experience if she hadn't been touched. It wasn't sex if she kept her clothes on. Alison kept repeating this to herself throughout the rest of lunch as she kept a close eye on Emily and her group of friends.

"Come on Emily, I am dying to know who it is." Hanna continued to push.

"I'm not telling. It is personal." Emily blushed even harder.

"I know you are all reserved and shy, but clearly you aren't that shy if you're letting some guy suck on your neck." Hanna fired back.

"I am done with this conversation." Emily replied.

"Does anyone else want to know who the mystery man is?" Hanna pleaded with the rest of the group.

They were all just as curious as Hanna, but they decided to let it slide. Emily would tell them when she was ready and they weren't going to force it out of her.

When no one backed Hanna up she crossed her arms and huffed. "Fine, Fields, but I will find out eventually."

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Emily spent the next week hoping Alison would speak to her and explain why they did what they did, what it meant, and would it happen again, but she was disappointed. She couldn't even catch Alison's eye. It felt like the longest week and she was no closer to answering her questions. If it came down to it she would approach Alison and question her about it, though Emily had a feeling it would go terribly. Emily suddenly hatched an idea and decided that she was going to find a way to make Alison talk to her even if the blonde didn't want to. Emily deserved to have answers and she was going to get them if she had to fight for them.

She waited for her English class to end, but she remained glued to her seat. Emily waited until the last student had vacated the room before speaking and catching 's attention.

"Excuse me, Mr. Barker. I was wondering if you had a minute." Emily timidly approached his desk.

He placed his pen down and gave her his undivided attention.

"Remember when you asked if I would tutor Alison in English?" She asked though she knew he remembered.

"I do." He replied in a questioning tone.

"I think I may have been a little too harsh when I refused to help. If a fellow student of mine is in need of assistance then I should be glad to offer it. It was selfish of me and I would like to tutor her if the offer is still on the table." Emily lied, she hadn't felt guilty about it at all, but this would give her a chance to be alone with the blonde.

She wouldn't be able to ignore Emily if the teacher required them to spend time together.

"Are you sure? You seemed very adamant about not being around Miss DiLaurentis."

"I was just having an off day. I feel bad about the way I reacted that afternoon. I assure you, I would like to help her. And like you said, it would look good on a college application." Emily did like the thought of it boosting her college application, even though that wasn't the reason she wanted to do this.

"If you insist. I haven't been able to find anyone who could tutor her. I asked your classmate, Spencer Hastings, but her schedule is way too over the top. If she takes on anything else she will have to skip sleeping." The teacher said with a chuckle.

"So when can I start helping her study?" Emily asked, hoping the teacher would let her begin that very day.

"Well, school has already dismissed for the day, so I assume Alison has already left. Let me talk to her tomorrow so she can prepare for it. If she is free after school you may start then, if not I will have to assign a schedule. I will let you know as soon as I speak with her." The teacher said while organizing a stack of papers and neatly placing them on top of his desk.

"Ok, thank you, Mr. Barker." Emily threw her bag over her shoulder and exited the room.

She would have to be patient a little longer, but at least her plan was falling into place.

~X~X~X~X~X

The moment Alison stepped foot into Rosewood high she was greeted by the familiar face of her English teacher. She didn't particularly like the man, which is why she felt waves of dread taking over her body as he approached her before she could even reach her locker.

"I need to see you in my classroom before you go to your first class." He vaguely stated before walking in the direction of the English department.

Curiously, Alison immediately followed him. Ready to get this meeting out of the way.

The moment she entered the room he began speaking. "Emily Fields has agreed to tutor you. Seeing as I wasn't successful at finding anyone else to do the job, I was happy she came to me and offered her services."

"Are you serious?" Alison angrily asked. "I thought she didn't want to help me."

"Things have changed. She is going to be tutoring you after all. Are you free this afternoon?" Mr. Barker was having a difficult time getting Alison on board.

"Hell no, I'm not free this afternoon." Alison spat.

"Watch your language or you will end up in detention." He spoke in a stern voice.

"Fine, NO I am not free this afternoon or any other afternoon." Alison rolled her eyes.

"Look, I was going to try to make this easy on you and give you the option of setting up your own days, but it looks as though I will be making you a tutoring schedule. You and Miss Fields will meet today after school. I don't care where you meet, your house, hers, the library, a coffee shop. Anywhere you want, but she will be reporting back to me and if you aren't trying to learn from her or if you are giving her a hard time about this then you won't get credit for the tutoring session. You need this to graduate, unless you want to stick around for another year."

"Fine!" Alison huffed. "I'll meet her today, but she is coming to my house. End of discussion."

"I'm sure Emily will be more than happy to meet at your house. Write down you address and I will see to it that she gets it. She has swim practice immediately after school, so you shouldn't expect her until maybe five o'clock."

"You just think of everything, don't you?" Alison rhetorically asked as she quickly scribbled her address on a post-it note.

"That's what I get paid for."

Alison stormed out of the classroom, completely furious. She wanted to know what Emily had up her sleeve. She was so confused by the other girl. She hasn't spoken to her since their locker room incident and Alison didn't want to talk to the other girl. Not if being around her made Alison do insane things that she had no control over. Now she was going to have to be alone with Emily. She knew the brunette didn't want to tutor her. She probably wanted to talk about what happened. Alison couldn't afford for anyone to over hear Emily's inevitable interrogation, so she chose her own home as their meeting location. She knew no one would be home that night until late, so it was the perfect place to bring the brunette. If she was being forced into this false tutoring session she would at least have some control over it.

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Emily was so sure of her idea when she concocted it, but as she parked in front of the blonde's house she realized she wasn't as prepared as she originally thought. She took a few deep breaths to calm her growing nerves, but it didn't seem to help. Deciding to rip off the band aid, she stepped out of her car and marched across the walkway and up the steps to the front door of the DiLaurentis household. She rang the doorbell and felt her stomach drop when it was forcefully pulled open by a less than amused Alison.

"Are you going to stand outside all day or are you going to come inside and get this over with?" She said in a harsh, yet shaky tone.

"Right, yeah I guess I should come in."

Emily crossed the threshold and looked around at the beautiful, luxurious house. 'No wonder Alison seems to be so spoiled,' Emily thought. 'Her parents must be loaded.'

"Let's get this over with. What does Barker want you to help me with?" Alison sighed.

"He wants me to help you create an analysis for Beowolf." Emily said while reaching into her bag and pulling out the instructions for the assignment they were given the previous week.

It wasn't due yet, but Emily had easily completed her own analysis.

"That assignment is bull shit." Alison grumbled.

"It's really not so bad... but you know I came here for more than just to help you in English. We have to talk about what happened." Emily was barely able to find her voice.

Alison turned and walked to the living room, Emily in tow. The blonde took a seat on one side of the sofa while Emily made herself comfortable on the opposite side. She looked at Alison expectantly, but the blonde didn't move a muscle. She stared at the floor, lost in deep concentration.

"Ali..." Emily began, causing Alison's head to snap in her direction.

"What do you want me to say? I don't have any answers for you."

"Are you a lesbian?" Emily asked, though she was wondering the same thing about herself.

"Of course not! Are you?" Alison harshly fired back.

"I never thought about it before. Now I have no idea. I must be to some extent or I wouldn't have enjoyed it." Emily reasoned.

Alison's face began heating up as she remembered just how much Emily really did enjoy it. She loved it as well, though she wasn't willing to admit it.

"Why did you touch me like that? I thought you hated me."

Alison was quickly becoming overwhelmed by the swimmer's questioning. She wasn't a lesbian, but she had no idea why she wanted to put her hands on the taller girl. She had a feeling Emily was going to keep questioning her, so she panicked. She did the only thing she could think of that would make Emily stop questioning her. She silenced the brunette with her lips.

She swiftly crawled across the sofa and attached her lips to Emily's. The brunette quickly returned the gesture. She grabbed Emily's hips and pulled her down the sofa to lie flat on her back. The swimmer's legs fell open and Alison made herself comfortable between them. She pinned the taller girl down and furiously kissed her. This was nothing like their first experience. This was fast and passionate. Emily was in shock, but she didn't dare stop the blonde. Alison laced her fingers through Emily's and pinned them above her head while slipping her tongue between the taller girl's lips. Both girls moaned at the contact and Emily subconsciously squeezed Alison's hips with her thighs. Alison had no intention of making out with her classmate, but Emily's line of questions were throwing her off. Alison had no answers for herself let alone for the other girl and this was her solution for shutting Emily up.

Emily once again lost control of her hips and began lightly grinding into Alison, causing both girls to moan onto each others mouths. Alison suddenly became aware that her breasts were pressing against Emily's through the thin fabric of their shirts. She was quickly losing herself and she had no idea how to stop it. She sat up and looked down at the panting brunette. Emily's hair was tousled and her lips were swollen. The sight alone had Alison more turned on than she cared to admit. She reached for the belt that was holding Emily's shorts on and slowly unfastened it. She popped the button open and slid the zipper down, all while maintaining eye contact with the swimmer. She reached for the waistband, tugging off Emily's shorts and panties, dropping them on the floor beside them. Reaching for the hem of the brunette's Rosewood Sharks t-shirt, she tugged the garment until it joined the pile on the floor. Soon Emily's bra ended up in the same place and Alison leaned forward to place sloppy open mouthed kisses across the brunette's chest.

She kissed her way to Emily's breasts and took the tanned woman's nipple into her mouth. She roughly licked at the stiffening bud, causing Emily's breathing to increase. She took her time switching between both breasts. The blonde was immensely confused with herself, but it didn't stop her from continuing. It felt too good to stop and when it came to Emily, the swimmer seemed to be her weakness. Alison kissed her way down Emily's taught abs, going lower and lower, stopping before she reached the brunette's clit. She wasn't ready to go down on her, but she wanted to go further than last time. Alison slowly slid her hand up Emily's inner thigh until her fingertips found moisture. Emily's breath hitched as Alison slowly rubbed her opening, but never entering her.

"Is this ok?" Alison asked, wanting full permission before she went any further.

"Yes, just please... don't hurt me." Emily was nervous.

No one had ever been inside of her before. She rested her hands on the back of Alison's head and the blonde wasted no time. She eased her finger inside of Emily and the sensation was incredible. Emily was so warm, smooth, wet, and immensely tight. Alison was so close she could smell Emily's arousal. Her body slightly smelled of chlorine, but there was also a scent that was uniquely Emily. Alison loved it. It was almost intoxicating.

"Are you ok?" Alison needed reassurance before continuing.

"Yes, keep going." Surprisingly, Emily wasn't hurting at all.

Alison's fingers weren't big, so she only felt a small bit of discomfort, but thankfully no pain. Alison eased her finger in and out of the brunette, loving the tiny whimpers that were escaping her. Emily's hips began twitching and her thighs fell open as wide as the sofa would allow, which encouraged Alison to increase her pace. She went a little faster and deeper and Emily was definitely a fan of the feeling. The tip of Alison's finger kept stroking a particularly sensitive spot that Emily never knew existed. Emily had one hand tangled in her own hair while the other rested in Alison's.

The pleasure was building inside of her and she loved every second of it. Emily's head was tilted to the side as she began panting and quietly moaning. Alison wanted Emily to be louder, something about the way Emily sounded when she was being pleased was a huge turn on for the blonde. Alison tried something on Emily that she liked to be done to herself. She filled Emily as deep as her finger would go. Once inside, she tapped her finger upward a few times before pulling almost all the way out. She repeated this motion, gaining speed with each thrust. Emily seemed to like it too, because the volume of her moans increased.

She whimpered and bit down on her bottom lip as Alison began doing things to her body that she could have never imagined. Alison felt her hand suddenly being flooded with Emily's arousal. Some had dripped down her palm and she had to fight the urge to lick it off. Emily seemed to be losing herself and Alison loved watching it happen. Emily's thighs began closing in on Alison and to be honest the blonde loved the feeling. She loved the way Emily's thighs were squeezing her. She could feel every tremble and spasm the brunette's muscles made and it turned Alison on to know that she was the one causing them.

Emily reached for Alison's shoulders, roughly squeezing them as her moaning increased in volume. She knew Emily was close, so she directed every thrust of her finger to Emily's sweet spot. Emily cried out Alison's name and dug her nails into the shorter woman's back.

"Ali... I don't know what you're doing to me... Uh... just... don't stop." Emily practically whined.

"You like that, Emily? Does it feel good?" Alison husked, clearly a fan of dirty talk.

"YES!" Emily cried out at a particularly rough thrust from Alison.

Soon Emily's hips began bucking to meet Alison's finger. Alison lowered her head and placed sloppy open mouthed kisses across Emily's sensitive inner thighs while continuing to fill the brunette with her digit. The added sensation was driving Emily wild and she felt her pleasure begin to peak.

"Alison! Ali! Yes!" Emily cried out and Alison felt her eyes flutter shut at the sensation it gave her.

Emily had such a sexy voice, but to hear it calling her name was almost too much for Alison to handle.

"Are you going to come for me, Emily?" Alison teased.

"Yes..." Emily softly whined before she began desperately panting.

Alison locked her eyes on Emily's face and watched as the taller woman fell apart. Her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth had fallen open. It was a mesmerizing sight, one which Alison refused to look away from. She watched as Emily moaned and took in sharp breaths. She felt as Emily tangled her finger's into her golden locks, lightly pulling. Alison moaned at the feeling, hearing as her own voice blended with Emily's. Soon Emily's back had arched off the sofa and with one final moan she felt her orgasm completely flood her body. Emily held her breath and felt her whole body shaking while Alison never stopped fingering her. Emily wanted to open her eyes and look at Alison as she experienced her first orgasm from penetration, but it was such an intense pleasure that her eyes refused to obey her wishes.

Soon the orgasm had subsided and Emily felt her tense body relaxing as she slumped into to sofa, feeling as though she were going to be consumed by the soft cushions. Alison pulled out of Emily, who was desperately trying to catch her breath and process what had just happened. This was the first time anyone had ever been inside of her. It wasn't even that painful, though Alison did only use one finger. It felt better than she could have imagined, but it didn't explain why Alison wanted to do this with her. Emily knew the blonde wasn't willing to talk about it, so instead she decided to not push her anymore. If Alison was ready to talk to her she would do it.

Emily stared into Alison's eyes and rested her palm on the blonde's cheek. She slowly pulled the other girl up to her face and they shared a deep and lingering kiss. Emily then guided Alison's head to lay on her bare chest. Emily wrapped her arms around Alison's shoulders and held her close. This was how her first time should have been. There should have been sweet kisses and cuddles afterwards.

The blonde could hear Emily's heart pounding in her chest. She raised up and placed a kiss over the spot before resting her head in its previous place. Emily began sliding her fingers through Alison's silky, golden locks. Yet again, their activities were weighing down on Alison. She was so happy in this moment and she hated herself for it. She so desperately wanted to know why being with Emily made her heart flutter. Why it made her wet just thinking about it. Why being with guys never did this to her. Why she never craved them to the point that she was no longer in control of herself.

Emily broke the silence, putting a halt on Alison's thoughts. "Ali... Can I do that to you?"

Alison felt her entire body tense. If she let Emily touch her that meant she was gay. She couldn't be gay. That was something she wasn't ready to face. The blonde raised her head and locked onto those deep brown orbs. She held Emily's gaze for a moment before blinking and looking down at the brunette's clavicle. She leaned down and kissed the protruding bone before returning her line of sight to Emily's face.

"That isn't a good idea. My parents are coming home soon. Actually, you should probably get dressed before they catch us." Alison knew that was a lie.

Her parents always came home late, but Emily didn't need to know that.

"I guess you're right." Emily said, slightly disappointed though completely understanding.

Emily quickly dressed herself and reached for her forgotten school bag. "Maybe I should actually help you with the assignment."

"It's getting late and I am really sleepy. I don't want to work on it tonight." Alison lied yet again.

She was in no way shape or form ready for bed, but being in the same room as Emily was fogging her brain. She needed some time to herself to try and figure herself out, though she didn't have confidence that she would make any progress.

"Maybe we can try again tomorrow? I don't want us to get in trouble for not getting this done in time." Emily suggested as she stood, slinging the bag over her shoulder.

"Sure. Maybe we can meet at your house next time." Alison thought that if she was at Emily's house she would be too afraid to touch the other girl.

Thankfully, Emily agreed. "Sure, we can meet there. Let me write down my address. I won't be home until around ten minutes past five."

Once Alison had Emily's address the brunette walked to the front door, pausing when her hand touched the knob. She turned to say goodbye to Alison, but she didn't know what to say. Did they kiss goodbye, did they hug, shake hands, or simply just say 'bye.' Emily didn't know what was appropriate, but she knew what she wanted to do, so she went for it. She invaded Alison's personal space and pulled the other girl in for a soft, lingering kiss. Alison's eyes fluttered shut. She hadn't expected it, but her body clearly wanted to respond. They continued to slide their lips against each others, refusing to pull apart. Alison was still immensely aroused from their previous activities, which is why she had to be the first one to break the kiss. If she didn't, she would have Emily naked again and she really needed some time to herself.

"Goodbye, Emily." Alison whispered.

"See you tomorrow." Emily replied while blushing.

Alison watched as the brunette walked away and as soon as the front door closed she allowed herself to panic.

I hope you like the direction I am going with this story. Feel free to share your thoughts.