"It's too early to think this through clearly." Emily mumbled under her breath and slid her hands around Alison's waist to turn her. She held her closely, but not too closely to make Alison feel like she was suffocated. The brunette took soft little breaths and batted her eyelashes, looking at Alison and not saying a word.
Alison shrugged slightly and let her eyes close again. "Hmm, sleep with me..." She mumbled without thinking. The blonde only meant sleeping together innocently cuddling, but she didn't realize what she'd implied in her exhausted state of mind. Alison opened her eyes after a moment and bit her lip softly. "Oh...I didn't mean that way.."
"I was gonna say..." Emily quickly shut up, not wanting to make a fool of herself. She closed her eyes and then brought her head to lean over Alison's chest. She listened to Alison's heartbeat, memories coming back to her. "I never thought I'd hear that heart beat ever again..."
Alison for once didn't push Emily to say what she'd been thinking. She didn't have many people in her corner and she knew she was sort of on thin ice with Emily. Her heart beat was rather quick, her nerves still acting up. She let Emily leave her head on her chest, not once protesting or moving. "Well you'll be hearing it for a long time now, Em." Alison smirked slightly, hoping her words rang true.
Emily looked into Alison's eyes and quickly kissed her. Just once, on the lips. The kiss didn't last long, but it felt real, well.. to Emily it did anyways. The brunette batted her eyelashes and took one deep breath. "I.. I'm sorry." She shrugged.
Alison was a bit taken aback by Emily's actions but she kissed back gently. She wasn't used to the brunette being forward with her, seeing as she'd always shot her down. The blonde stroked Emily's cheek gently. "Don't be sorry." She spoke sweetly but chose not to give any explanations, too exhausted to think clearly.
"If I did that again, would you let me?" Emily asked her, desperately wanting to kiss the blonde again. Emily felt her heart race. Being this close to Alison was something she had never felt before, she was being selfish, but she wanted more, she needed more.
Alison tilted her head slightly, thinking for a moment. She knew her answer already but she couldn't be that easy. That wasn't her at all. She licked her lips slowly, teasingly before finally responding. "Yes, you can do it again." She whispered softly, her hand still resting on the brunette's cheek.
Emily smiled brightly. She finally managed to keep her hands over Alison's waist and to bring the blonde over on top of her, making her straddle her waist. Even though it was only 7 am, Emily really wanted this. She looked up at Alison, waiting for her reaction.
Alison laid over Emily, one of her legs on either side of the brunette. Clearly Emily wanted more than Alison had expected, after all she didn't expect to be straddling her best friend after a practically sleepless night. "Em...?" Alison looked at Emily, with a questioning look, unsure of how far Emily wanted to go.
Emily looked over at Alison. She narrowed her eyebrows and took one soft breath. Last night in the hospital, it was Alison who seemed to want to go further, she was simply giving her the opportunity to get that. Emily gripped Alison's waist a little harder and she then closed her eyes. ''Just.. shh...''
Alison could tell that her questioning wasn't what Emily wanted. Yes, in the hospital the blonde had wanted more but part of it had been the heat of the moment, the fear that she might not have seen Emily again and the relief that the brunette was fine. She didn't say another word as she leaned in and kissed Emily gently but more passionately than the few brief kisses they'd had recently.
Emily let out a sigh of relief after Alison's actions, though she was surprised. She had to try, right? After all, she thought she would have bluntly gotten rejected. The brunette's grip on Alison's hips tightened. She arched her back just a little bit, giving Alison the best position over her. She kissed her, Alison had leaned into her and kissed her first, and Emily was freaking out inside...
Alison closed her eyes and deepened the kiss. She knew it was out of character for her but if she rejected Emily again, who knew if she'd ever get the chance? She pinned Emily's arms down and gently bit down on the brunette's bottom lip. The blonde wasn't going to question herself anymore, this with Emily, it made her feel free again, alive, happy...
Emily, for once.. felt submissive. This wasn't like her either. When Alison released her lips and bit down on them instead, she took a deep breath and let out a sigh. Emily had her eyes closed, her breathing had hitched, and she had butterflies filling her stomach. She couldn't believe this was happening. Emily tugged at Alison's shirt to make sure the blonde stayed closed.
Alison pressed her body harder against Emily's. She didn't hesitate to close the distance between them. If Emily wasn't going to stop then neither was she, at least not while she was actually enjoying herself. Alison pulled back long enough to catch her breath before she leaned in to kiss Emily deeply. She kept a firm grip on the brunette's arms but not hard enough to bruise her.
Emily sat up on the bed, her body still entwined with Alison. She wrapped her arms tightly against the blonde's body, making sure to stay close to her. She could feel Alison's warmth, she could feel Alison's heartbeat, and that was enough to get her through the day. As Alison kissed her again, Emily slid her tongue over Alison's, enjoying the passionate moment the two shared.
Alison opened her mouth, allowing Emily to slip her tongue in, her tongue immediately swirling around with the brunette's. She'd never kissed any other girl beside Emily, which made her slightly nervous but whatever was happening felt good. Alison held Emily close to her, her heart rate picking up with each passing moment.
Emily kept her position as she sat up. She slowly slid off Alison's shirt and threw it on her floor without hesitation. Emily had seen Alison without a shirt once, but never this close, not while they were kissing anyways.
Alison raised her arms long enough to let Emily slip her shirt off. She'd never been shy about her body, aside from the bruise Emily had already seen. The blonde looked at Emily once, taking in the beauty she'd always failed to notice.
Emily took a soft breath as she trailed over Alison's body, the bruises and the scars on Ali's body made her shrug. She broke the soft kiss and looked up at the blonde. ''You know despite your scars, Ali.. I find you beautiful.'' She admitted and closed her eyes again, Emily's hands trailing over Ali's waist.
Alison twitched slightly when she felt Emily's hands hit the scars. She'd never let anyone touch her since she'd gotten them. "You know, Em...that's one of the things I love about you. You find beauty even in things or people that are damaged." Alison smiled brightly and let herself relax, content with knowing Emily still loved her despite her flaws.
The brunette smiled when she heard Alison's words. She took a soft and then deep breath, her hands lowering to Alison's thighs. She looked up at her, just making sure how Alison was reacting, sure Emily had dreamed about this all her life, but she didn't want to make Alison uncomfortable.
Alison felt Emily's hands lower but she could also sense the brunette's hesitation. She gently placed her hand over Emily's on her thigh and nodded slowly, letting the brunette know what she was doing was okay. The blonde hadn't expected for Emily to want to go so far without explanations but it was a dream she'd never admitted she wanted to come true and she wasn't going to pass up the opportunity now.
Emily finally flipped both of the girls over so that she could rest over Alison's body. She supported herself with her elbows to the bed, the blankets scattered from the ground to underneath the both of them. Emily blinked a couple of times and finally lowered her lips to kiss over Alison's collarbone.
Alison wrapped her arms around Emily, pressing their bodies together so they were practically intertwined. She looked up at Emily and smiled softly, reaching up to push Emily's hair out of her face. The blonde was used to being in control but in that moment, she actually liked letting Emily take the reigns. It was a new experience but Alison was enjoying letting the brunette show her what she wanted.
Emily left a little mark over Alison's collarbone and finally lowered her lips to just over Alison's bra. She kept her teeth to herself and simply kissed all around them. She wanted this to be slow, even if it was just to be foreplay, she didn't mind, she wanted to be close to Alison and in this exact moment, that's what was happening.
When Alison felt Emily's lips lower to her chest, she reached up to trace over her collarbone. She could feel the mark the brunette had left but she sort of liked the idea, marked as her "Killer's." The blonde smirked slightly at the thought, seeing as Emily had always been hers rather than the other way around. She gripped Emily's waist tighter as the brunette continued kissing over chest.
Emily couldn't help but want to go lower and lower on Alison. Her body was beyond imaginary. She couldn't believe that this was really happening. Emily finally lowered her lips down Alison's chest and over her stomach, kissing around her bellybutton, one of Emily's hand pressed firmly over the blonde's waist, tugging at the elastic band on her little shorts that she had slept in.
Alison wasn't sure if she was really ready to go so far with a girl but this was Emily. Everything was different with the brunette and there were always exceptions when it came to her. The blonde didn't want to think, she wanted to just enjoy what she was feeling. Alison felt a shiver run up and down her spine when she felt Emily's warm lips lower down to her bellybutton. She could tell by the way she had her hands gripping Emily's waist that her hold was probably going to bruise the girl but Alison couldn't focus on that. The way Emily made her body feel was too incredible for her to resist.
Emily slowly lowered her lips and mouth to Alison's waistline. This was going to happen, this moment was perfect, it was something that she had dreamed of for over 4 years. She was with Alison, in the same bed, her lips on the blonde's body, and Alison was enjoying it. Alison's grip on her body made her feel powerful, it made her feel wanted. Emily took soft breaths as she kissed around Alison's waistline.
Alison knew that Emily had probably thought about this moment but she couldn't deny that she wanted the brunette too. She'd never felt such a strong desire. It was different than guys she messed around with, and definitely not the same as the idiot she'd given herself to in Cape May. This was the girl who made Alison question who she was, but in all the right ways. Emily supported her but she also criticized Alison's faults when needed. The blonde's thoughts were suddenly all over the place, thinking of how much Emily was all she'd ever wanted in a person. She whispered breathily, breaking the silence. "Em...you can.." She trailed off, too busy enjoying everything to say more but she hoped that was enough for Emily to know she shouldn't stop, that Alison wanted her to be her first time with a girl.
Emily couldn't help but love Alison more and more by every passing moment. There was something about Alison that had Emily intrigued. The brunette enjoyed her moments with Alison.. more than anyone she had ever been with, even though the two weren't dating, not that that would ever happen anyways. After taking a few soft breaths and looking up to Alison as she spoke, Emily caressed her cheek and then nodded, acknowledging that Alison was in fact okay with everything that was happening. Emily however, wanted to take it slow, she wanted to be the sweet caring and loving Emily that had always taken her time with Alison. The brunette let her hands wander over the blonde's body, around her waist, up to her rib cage and over her breasts, finally over the mark that she had left on Ali's collarbone.
Alison knew that for her this wasn't just about intimacy. She was finally able to admit that her heart had always had a place for Emily, that this was always more than a friendship. The blonde just wasn't ready to say it out loud but even admitting it to herself was a big deal. While her body was telling her she wanted Emily, she was grateful that the brunette was always so sweet and loving and was taking it slow, making her feel truly loved. It took away some of the nervousness she was feeling. The blonde felt butterflies erupt in her stomach as Emily explored every inch of her body with her hands. She'd never let anyone see all her scars and bruises so carefully because they'd all made her feel less than her normal perfect self and she hated that feeling. But Emily was teaching her that she was still the same beautiful Alison and that made her feel indescribable.
The brunette went over Alison's scars and bruises, not caring where they came from, she kissed them gently, over and over again, admiring her body. Even though Alison had scars, she was beautiful and perfect in her own little way. Her attitude and personality made her who she was. Slowly, Emily lowered Alison's pants, not low however, not even low enough to uncover her panties. She simply kissed lower around her waistline, an indescribable feeling flowing through her body.
The blonde felt her heart practically somersaulting each time Emily's lips grazed over one of her scars or bruises. No one had ever admired her for her broken parts but somehow she felt as though it made the brunette love her more. She was actually happy that she could be imperfect around Emily and it didn't change the adoring way the brunette looked at her. Alison tangled her hands into Emily's hair wanting to be as close to her as possible while she kissed her body.
Emily raised her body enough to make her lips clash over Alison's. She took one small look at her before softly kissing her, only once, one of her hands cupping her face as she did so. Emily finally removed her shirt to reveal her toned stomach, a little worried smile on her face. She had dreamed about this for a long time and was scared that if she went further she would regret it.
Alison immediately kissed Emily back without any hesitations. She loved the way the brunette's lips felt against hers. The blonde instantly placed her hands on Emily's bare stomach, tracing over her toned muscles. She finally settled her hands on Emily's clearly defined abs. Alison could easily read the brunette and could tell she was worried. "Emmy? Everything okay?" She asked, hoping that speaking wouldn't ruin the moment.
''I am better than okay, how about you?'' She questioned her in return, her dark wavy hair flowing right over her chest. Emily gently trailed her hands over Alison's arms, gripping onto them tightly. The two were sort of rough for the most parts, some tight gripping and scratching, it wasn't what Emily expected, but better. Emily finally rolled her body off of Alison's and laid beside the blonde waiting for her to possibly make the next move.
"I'm..." Alison paused to try and find the right word to describe how she was feeling. "I'm definitely more than okay." She smiled brightly and reached up to pull Emily's hair back so she could see the brunette's bare abs again. Alison kept her eyes locked on Emily, waiting for the brunette to finally release her grip on her arms. The blonde smirked slightly and quickly rolled over so she was sitting on top of Emily's legs, straddling her. "Now it's my turn." She whispered as she winked at Emily.
Emily felt beat, but she liked it, she only liked it when it was Alison who beat her. Emily laid back, arching her back just a little and sitting up so that her chest was slightly over Alison's. She took one little soft breath and then exhaled, the air releasing falling over Alison's lips. Emily grabbed Alison's hips and pulled her closer so that their bodies were impossibly separable.
Alison leaned in as close as she could to Emily. She loved how their bodies felt, pressed together. She even loved letting Emily have control over her, but only Emily, she'd never let anyone else take control from her. She brought her head down and slowly kissed along Emily's neck, trailing kisses from the top of her neck down to her collarbone. Alison had never been the one to give pleasure to a girl, so she couldn't help but want to look at Emily to make sure the brunette liked what she was doing.
Emily let out a soft moan as she felt Alison's lips over her neck and collarbone. Emily arched her back even more, if it were even possible. The brunette began to breathe a little heavier. She let Alison do as she pleased, she even felt a little bite come out from Alison's lips. As Emily felt Alison's hesitation, she leaned into her neck and pressed her lips against her skin, breathing warm air onto her. "It's okay.." She whispered to the blonde.
Alison felt much more confident and satisfied when she heard Emily's slight moan. She mirrored the brunette's actions on her own collarbone, leaving a similar mark on Emily. The blonde smiled softly and pulled back just enough to look at Emily and whisper back. "It's just...I've never done this." She openly admitted.
''It's okay Alison. We can just do this and not go further." Emily spoke with a bit of confidence. It was okay to simply end it at this. The two had been close all night and all morning, and Em knew that this was all a huge step for Alison. She gently pressed her hands over Alison's waist, leaving a small accidental bruise.
Alison took a deep breath, her heart still racing. "Are you sure? I mean...I like this. I don't regret any of it." She spoke truthfully and sincerely, not wanting Emily to feel like she was Alison's experiment or something. The blonde had learned a lot from her past and she intended to make up for all she'd done. She vowed never to make the brunette feel used by her again. Alison bit her lip softly and playfully rolled her eyes at Emily. "Are you adding to my bruise collection?" She hated the imperfections on her body but somehow a bruise from Emily or even a scar from her seemed special, and for once she didn't mind that her body had a new mark.
Emily nodded, a little disappointed, but she knew this wasn't the right time to take Alison's virginity (Well, with a girl that is.) She wanted the moment to be perfect, she knew Alison was upset at her mom's passing right now and didn't want that to be the reason that they had sex, Emily rolled off of Alison and stood up, her bare body being revealed, though she had pants on and her bra. She turned to Alison and smiled, then sat down beside her. ''You're beautiful, those scars just add more beauty.''
Alison too felt disappointed that they had to stop but she knew that the moment needed to be just right. She didn't want Emily to think she only slept with her because of some traumatic event or other. The blonde wanted Emily to see that she made the choice to have sex with her because she truly wanted to and she knew in time they'd have that moment, but it wasn't now. Alison sat up slightly and looked at Emily. "Em, I wish I thought more like you. But I'll admit those abs of yours are sexy." The blonde giggled softly.
Emily laughed a bit and lifted up her shirt to reveal her toned stomach. ''What, these old things?'' She laughed and bit at her lip, quickly covering up and sliding the sheets over Alison as her dad came knocking. ''Shit.''
*As Mr. DiLaurentis* ''Girls, breakfast is ready, and I think PePe needs to go out for a walk, come downstairs.'' He slammed the door, though he still seemed quite happy that Alison was back.
Alison blushed a deep shade of red and rolled her eyes. "Dad, can you not. Jeez, I could've been changing or showering. Learn to knock, would you?" The blonde sighed but softened slightly. She knew her dad was only trying to make up for lost time. "Hey Em, we better get dressed before my dad flips out. PePe probably is driving him crazy." She laughed softly and slowly got up, the sheets still wrapped around her body.
Emily couldn't help but laugh. Same old Alison was back, bitching because her dad simply had good intentions. She giggled for a second and then nodded. ''Yeah uhm...'' She cocked her head to the side. ''I'm dressed, you're the one missing your shirt. Where did I throw it?'' She narrowed her eyebrows and then looked under the bed, grabbing Ali's shirt and throwing it over to her. ''Cover up, I'll meet you downstairs.'' She spoke and closed the door quietly behind her before remembering she had a hickey on her neck. Emily opened the door and closed it again. ''How the hell do you want me to cover this up?''
