Well hello there! I'm sorry that this took a little longer to update than usual, I was busy trying to plot out my other fic for you guys. I'm really excited about jumping into that, so if you haven't checked it out, go read it! Obviously, because I'm updating 2 fics at once, updates might be a bit slower, but I will not be dropping this so do not worry, I am 100% committed to both of my fics.
I'll be honest, I wasn't 100% happy with how this chapter turned out and I went back and re-edited and re-wrote it a dozen times, it got to the point where I figured I would never think it was perfect, and I'll be honest, I struggle with fluff, so it's a bit of a filler chapter more than anything, but it has smut and it has cute twin interactions, so I hope you all like it and don't think of it as 8000 words of rambling.
Just a throw out, how are you all feeling about the flashbacks? I realised that I've been putting more and more in lately. Do you like them? Do you not? Like, if people aren't enjoying them then I can cut them out in future but if you're loving them then I'll keep them in for future chapters. Let me know!
Anyway, get reading! Let me know what you think! Also, I'm still taking prompts, if anyone wants to see something in the next chapter :)
'Grace, if you don't get your ass in the car in two seconds, I'm leaving without you' Alison warned as she settled baby Jude in his baby carrier. She looked up through the blonde hair that was falling over her face as she leaned forwards to buckle up the three month old baby, to see Grace was still hopping around in the driveway. Alison groaned in frustration, bending back out of the car and looking over the roof.
'Grace, in the car. Now, please' she yelled, the tone of her voice telling her seven year old not to mess with her. Grace stopped instantly at the tone, knowing all too well that her Mom was not someone you wanted to disobey.
'Ok' Grace sighed as she made her way to the car, dragging her feet behind her.
'Thank you. Now buckle up, I have to get you to the pool in ten minutes' Alison stated as she double checked Jude and Lily's buckles. 'Em, come on!' she yelled towards the house as she pulled out of the car, satisfied that all three children were safely buckled up.
'I'm coming, I'm coming' Emily yelled back as she left the house, closing the door behind her. 'What's got your panties in a twist?' Emily asked as she made her way over to the car, throwing her swim bag in the trunk.
'Nothing just, I still have to drop you guys off at the pool and meet Hanna at the mall' Alison explained with a huff. Emily pouted playfully as she gently rested her arms over Alison's shoulders. Alison responded by placing her hands on Emily's hips, letting out a satisfied sigh at the closeness of the brunette.
'My poor baby's stressed' she said, putting on a faux sympathetic tone, which caused Alison's lips to curve into a small smile as she looked away from Emily. Emily chuckled at Alison's reaction, sometimes she really couldn't get over how adorable her wife was. 'Relax. The pool is only a few minutes away from the Mall and Hanna will be late, because that's what Hanna does best. You have plenty of time' Emily assured her, before leaning in to kiss her wife's troubles away.
'Ew, you guys are gross' Grace yelled from the car, causing Lily to giggle. Emily and Alison pulled apart, both turning to the car with a chuckle.
'Oh yeah?' Emily asked as she made her way round to Grace's side of the car, opened the door and peppered her face in wet, sloppy kisses. Grace screamed with laughter as she tried to squirm away from Emily. Alison looked on in adoration, her frustration from before long forgotten, as she thought about how lucky she was to have the most perfect family.
Alison had arrived at the Mall fifteen minutes after the time she had arranged to meet Hanna. As she reached the food court, with Jude in the stroller and Lily beside her, she looked around to see that Emily had been right, Hanna was late. With no sign of the blonde anywhere, Alison settled at a table with Lily and Jude, shooting off a text to Hanna to tell her where to meet them. Alison was growing frustrated again. This shopping trip had been planned for a few weeks now, and with Emily's birthday coming up, Alison needed Hanna's help to buy the perfect gift. Alison placed her phone on the table and tried to occupy herself by watching Lily tickling Jude's feet.
'Mommy, Jude's smiling' Lily said excitedly, pointing at the sleepy, gummy smile on Jude's face.
'I don't think he's smiling, Lils. I think he just has wind' Alison chuckled, laughing even more when Lily pulled her hand away in disgust.
'No farting on me, Mr' Lily said, wagging her finger at baby Jude before laughing at herself, causing Alison to laugh too at her silly daughter. 'I love you, Jude' Lily sang to him as she placed her finger in his tiny grasping hand. Alison smiled at the scene in front of her, happy that her daughters had both taken so well to having a new baby in the house.
'Ali, I'm sorry I'm late. Ava got a bloody nose and it was everywhere, all over my car seats, so I had to stop and get the interior cleaned' Hanna ranted as she power walked towards Ali with Oscar in the stroller and Ava at her heels, running to keep up with the taller blonde.
'Ava!' Lily squealed in excitement, dropping Jude's hand to run over to the blonde.
'Hi Lily!' Ava replied, wrapping her little arms around Lily's waist to pull her into a hug, before kissing her on the cheek. Hanna and Alison chuckled at the two girls, who had been close since they were babies. Despite the fact that there was a little over a year between the two girls, Ava and Lily spent all their recess and lunch breaks at school together, and were pretty much constantly at either the Rivers household or the DiLaurentis-Fields house, along with Grace, which usually meant they were causing trouble wherever they went.
'You know what, I'm not even mad anymore. Can we just get to shopping?' Alison asked with a chuckle, rolling her eyes at her friend.
'Yes! Emily's birthday present' Hanna replied with a nod as the two women began to push their strollers through the food court, Ava and Lily walking hand in hand in front of them. 'You got any ideas?'
'A few, but I want to get her something really special. I mean, it's her Thirtieth after all' Alison replied.
'Our baby girl is finally joining the club of the big 3-0' Hanna said with a sigh, causing Alison to laugh at the joke Hanna and Emily had had for years, since Emily was the youngest of the group. Alison had always felt a little sorry for Emily for having her birthday in November, since it meant that whilst growing up, she had always been slightly behind the other girls.
Emily sighed as she looked at her closet, wondering what on earth she was going to wear for Aria's birthday. Aria was the last of the group to turn 21, other than Emily that is, which meant that yet again, Emily would be at a friend's 21st birthday party with everyone drinking, except for her. She hadn't minded so much at Hanna's, because she was the only one who was now legally able to drink, and Alison's hadn't been too bad either, though having the drunk girl fondling over her while Emily was still very much sober had been a challenge. Emily had wanted to take the blonde back to her bed so badly, but also didn't want to take advantage of her either. Spencer's birthday had been more difficult, but at least she still had Aria there in sober solidarity. Now, Emily would be the last one standing in the company of her drunken friends, and as a result had figured she may as well take the job of designated driver.
'Hey, Em' Alison greeted as she entered Emily's bedroom, her pearly white teeth flashing through her smile.
'Hey' Emily sighed as she threw herself onto her bed, landing on her back with a groan. Not even the sight of Alison DiLaurentis could make this better.
'What's up?' Alison asked as she dropped her purse by the end of the bed and laid herself beside Emily, her head rested to the side so she could look at the tanned girl's face.
'Nothing much, it's just- Now that Aria's twenty one, I'm the last one that can't legally drink and I still have another four months until my birthday' Emily explained. 'I'm just sick of being the one left behind. It's like turning sixteen again. By the time I even got my learners permit, the girls all had their Junior Licenses and their own cars. When we were thirteen and all your parents let you go to the Mall without supervision, the other girls were able to go with you, but I was still twelve, and my parents wouldn't let me join you. I just don't wanna be left out' Emily finished, feeling rather childish about what had gotten her in such a bad mood, but Alison understood her friend's frustration, after all, she herself had fallen two years behind everyone while she had been on the run. She had left four, awkward teenage girls, and had come back to four, matured, blossoming women. If anyone understood feeling frustrated about being left behind, it was Alison.
'Em, I can promise you that you won't be left out' Alison stated softly, taking Emily's hand and lacing their fingers together on the bed.
'How do you know?' Emily asked, finally turning to look at Alison, and Alison felt her heart beat just a little faster at the sight of those deep, brown eyes and it was all she could do not to reach over and kiss her, because even though they had resolved their friendship long ago and they had talked about the past, and they had come to an unspoken understanding that friendship was all they could have, Alison still couldn't stop the way the brunette made her breath hitch in her throat with a simple look, and she was pretty sure Emily felt the same because they had slipped up more than a few times.
'Because I could never leave you behind, not even when we were younger. When we all turned thirteen and our parents let us go to the Mall alone, I never went with the girls because I didn't want to go without you. So instead, I stayed home and we hung out. Eventually the other girls stopped going, and none of us really went until you were old enough to join us' Alison explained. 'Why do you think my Mom was always with us when we went? I didn't just bring her along so she'd buy us awesome clothes, though that was an advantage'
'Why did you do that?' Emily replied after a few moments silence, her mind trying to process the fact that Alison had done that for her
'You really need to ask that?' Alison asked, her eyebrow cocking questioningly, and Emily realised that no, she didn't need to ask, because even though Alison had never declared her love for her, Emily knew that the blonde cared about her, possibly more than she cared about anyone else in the world, so of course thirteen year old Alison had bailed on her opportunity to go to the Mall without adult supervision, in order to stay home and watch Nickelodeon with Emily.
'Thank you' Emily whispered, her eyes flicking to Alison's lips, because she had never been more in love with the other girl, than she was right now. Alison DiLaurentis had always been a mysterious girl, who Emily couldn't for the life of her understand, but over the past few years, the blonde had opened up little by little, revealing that caring side that Emily always knew she had, and sharing the selfless things she had secretly done, though admittedly most of those things were for Emily. As she was maturing, Alison had gone from this manipulative, secretive girl and was well on her way to becoming an open, honest young woman, and Emily liked this version of Alison.
Alison saw the way Emily's eyes flicked down before raising back up again, as if she was begging for permission, and Alison's heart was begging her to inch closer but that voice in her head was screaming at her to sit up and break eye contact. She couldn't keep toying with the brunette the way she was, because she knew that Emily loved her and of course Alison loved her back, but she wasn't ready to admit those feelings, not yet anyway. As Emily leaned in, it took every ounce of strength in Alison to sit up from the bed and away from Emily's lips.
'I've got something for you' Alison said in the happiest tone she could muster, trying to ignore the flash of hurt look on Emily's face. Alison hated that she was hurting the brunette and wished she could just keep herself away from her.
'What is it?' Emily asked, sitting up from the bed as she tried to forget about the sting from Alison's rejection. She watched as Alison reached into her bag and handed her a small plastic card.
'It's for tonight' Alison stated with a small smile as Emily took the fake I.D from her fingers. 'I know that your last one got confiscated and you didn't want to get caught with another, but this is just for a few months. Hell, you can even throw it out tonight if you want to, I just want you to have fun is all'
'Thanks, Ali' Emily replied in response, feeling dizzy with the blonde's actions.
The fake I.D had worked a treat that night, and Emily had had more fun than she'd had in a long time, too much fun apparently because when they stumbled out of a club at 5am, the floor was spinning fast and Emily was struggling to stand. Alison watched with wary eyes as the brunette clutched at the wall and decided that she was clearly the less intoxicated of the two of them.
'Em, come on. We'll go back to my place' Alison offered as she wrapped an arm around Emily's waist and supported her weight.
'You're so nice and so, so pretty' Emily mumbled, giggling into Alison's neck and Alison didn't miss the way the brunette's eyes ogled her chest unashamedly.
'You're pretty too' Alison replied with a gulp, suddenly feeling very sober under Emily's gaze. Alison hailed down a cab and helped Emily in before sliding in beside her, Emily's head falling backwards as the alcohol made her body feel heavy.
'She better not puke' the cab driver said to Alison firmly, turning in his seat to look at Emily.
'She won't, just drive' Alison replied, her tone just as firm as the man in the front seat, causing him to scoff and turn back to face the front of the car. As the car started, Alison felt Emily lie down across the back seat, her head resting in Alison's lap and Emily's arms wrapping around her thigh, her hand dangerously close to where Alison wished it could be as her thumb rubbed softly back and forth on the tender skin of Alison's inner thigh. Alison froze at the movement, before resting hear hand on Emily's head, her fingers gently combing through brunette hair as she looked down at the drunken woman, her heart thumping at the intimacy of their positions.
'I love you Ali' Emily mumbled into her leg, 'I wish you loved me back' Alison felt tears sting at her eyes at these words, because she wished she could be honest with Emily, wished she could suck it up and admit her feelings the way the brunette deserved, but Alison had had so many fucked up relationships, she wasn't sure she even knew how to love someone the way they should be, not without hurting them, and she wasn't going to put Emily through that. And so, Alison dismissed Emily's statement and hoped she wouldn't remember it in the morning. She stared out the window at the world flashing by and let the silent tears roll down her cheeks.
Alison stopped at the window of a jewellery store, the flash of diamonds catching her eye.
'See anything you like, Ali?' Hanna asked, as she pulled the stroller up beside her, keeping one eye on the two girls in front of them.
'Maybe' Alison replied as she bit down on the corner of her mouth in thought.
'Honestly, I think you're putting way too much thought into the gift. You could get Emily anything and she'd love it' Hanna replied, partly because she knew that Emily wasn't a materialistic woman but also because they'd been walking around this damn Mall for three hours already and Alison hadn't come even remotely close to buying anything.
'I want it to be special. Emily was heavily pregnant on my birthday and she still managed to make it an amazing night' Alison explained.
'What did you guys even do on your birthday?' Hanna asked, realising that she didn't actually know how Alison had celebrated her own Thirtieth birthday. 'Wait, scratch that, I don't think I wanna know' she added, grimacing as she got mental images of her two best friends naked and kissing and fingers-
'Not like that!' Alison interrupted with a chuckle, 'Though, there was definitely some action' Alison added, biting her lip with a smirk as she remembered the wild night she and Emily had had.
'Not listening' Hanna half yelled as she stuck her fingers in her ears.
Alison led Emily into the living room and sat her on the couch.
'Are you going to tell me what this is all about yet or do I have to force it out of you?' Emily asked with a nervous chuckle.
'No, there will be no forcing, though I wouldn't be opposed to it' Alison trailed off, her mind going elsewhere as she thought of Emily fucking her until she gave up her secrets, the thoughts of her own birthday causing her to feel turned on.
'Ok, simmer down horn dog' Emily chuckled, knowing exactly where her wife's mind was going.
'Sorry' Alison replied, pulling herself out of her thoughts. 'So, I have an early Birthday present for you'
'Ali, you didn't need to-'
'Shut up and listen' Alison interrupted playfully, causing Emily to snap her mouth shut. 'I know that your birthday isn't until tomorrow, but this couldn't really wait until then'
'Ali, what did you do?' Emily asks cautiously, her eyes narrowing as she looked at the blonde woman in front of her.
'Tomorrow morning, I'm taking the kids to Hanna's and we are going to New York for the weekend, to celebrate your birthday in style and child free' Alison revealed with a smile.
'Are you serious?' Emily asked in shock. She had been expecting something low-key, not for Alison to whisk her away for the weekend.
'Yeah, I'm serious' Alison replied, 'Do you not want to go?' she asked nervously.
'Of course I wanna go. I'm sorry, you just shocked me is all' Emily replied, her smile finally breaking across her face as she wrapped her arms around Alison's shoulders and kissed her.
They had arrived in New York City the following afternoon, and judging by the hotel room they were staying in, Emily figured Alison had gone all out with this birthday weekend. Alison had booked a penthouse room in a modern hotel in the centre of the city.
'Ali, this room is amazing' Emily gushed as she looked around the spacious room, stopping at the full length doors that lead out to a large balcony overlooking the south side of Central Park.
'Well, I have the most amazing wife, who deserves the most amazing things' Alison replied as she moved to wrap her arms around Emily's waist from behind, placing a small kiss on her shoulder as she looked out at the view.
Alison hadn't planned anything for their first night in New York, figuring that they would go with the flow and see where the evening took them. As it happened, Emily was happy to stay in the hotel and make the most of their time alone. Wanting to grant her wife's every wish, Alison ordered a bottle of wine to the room and she and Emily sat on the balcony, the cold November air raising goose bumps on their skin as they enjoyed their wine while overlooking the peacefulness of the park below them, sitting beside the evening's hustle and bustle of the busy streets surrounding it.
'This view is amazing, I could honestly stay here with you forever' Emily whispered as she cuddled into Alison on the loveseat they were sat on.
'Yeah, it'd be nice wouldn't it?' Alison replied dreamily as she ran her fingers through Emily's hair. 'I love our kids, but I miss the peace and quiet sometimes' she chuckled lightly before taking a sip of her wine. Emily let out a small laugh as she cuddled closer into Alison, pulling a blanket over them as the chilled air began to make them both shiver. 'This reminds me of that weekend you came to visit me while I was at college' Alison mumbled into Emily's hair as she pulled her in closer to her chest. Emily smiled at the memory of that weekend, that seemed like so, so long ago.
Emily hadn't been this excited in a long time. Since her Dad had passed away, she had pretty much been taking life one day at a time, the lingering grief feeling overbearing on even the best of days. It had been six long months since Wayne Fields had left this world, and over those months, Emily had struggled. Most days, she could barely get out of bed, let alone face the task of going to class, and on the days that she was able to attend, she was switched off and unfocused. As a result, her usually high grades were dropping fast, as she flunked test after test. With every test she failed, the motivation to go to class decreased and now she was pretty much non-existent to her Professors. The one good thing that had come out of it all was how close she and Alison had become again. Their friendship had waivered slightly when she had gone off to college, leaving Alison in Rosewood, and then even more so when Alison moved to New York to attend NYU, but since her Dad's death, they had talked everyday whether it be by text, phone call or skype, and it was the conversations with the blonde woman that kept her afloat on the sinking ship she was currently living on.
'Where are you?' Alison asked through the phone, as Emily watched the city fly past from the window of her taxi.
'I'm not too far now I don't think' Emily guessed, smiling when she caught sight of the blonde up ahead, standing on the sidewalk. 'Oh, I see you!' she cried happily, winding down her window before leaning out and waving.
'You dork, get your head in before it gets knocked off or something' Alison laughed, before hanging up the phone, her smile plastered on her face at the mere thought of Emily being here with her in just a few seconds. She watched as the yellow taxi pulled up just in front of her and Emily launched herself out of the doors, catching the brunette into a tight hug.
'God I've missed you!' Alison exclaimed, as she pulled back a little and gently cupped Emily's face with her hands, inspecting her thoroughly. She had been worried about her friend over the past few months as she had seen the slow decline in the other girl's physical appearance. Some days she had circles under her eyes so big, she looked like a panda, and Alison suspected that she hadn't been eating much, because the brunette was looking thin and had begun to lose the natural curve that she had always loved. Alison was pleased to see that today, though still looking slightly gaunt, Emily wasn't looking totally unhealthy.
'I missed you too' Emily replied with a toothy grin as she felt those electric blue eyes spark a jolt of life into her that she hadn't felt for what felt like an age.
'Let's get your bag up to my room' Alison said with a happy sigh as she detangled herself from Emily's hands and leaned into the taxi to grab Emily's duffle bag, groaning under the weight of it. 'Jeez , you realise you're only here for a couple days, right? You didn't need to bring your entire dorm room' Alison stated as she heaved the bag onto her shoulder and bit through the strain as she made her way into the building, leading Emily by the hand to her room.
'Welcome to my humble abode!' Alison said dramatically as she led Emily into the cramped dorm room, dropping the bag with a thud the second she was inside the room.
'It's….cosy' Emily said slowly as she looked around at the tiny dorm room, her head cocked to the side. Emily knew from her own experience that dorm rooms could be small, but she hadn't imagined anything like this, having only ever seen Alison's wall behind the blonde whenever they skyped. Painted in a pale, beige colour, there was a single bed along one wall with a small desk squeezed in at the end, beneath the window. The other wall was taken up with a built in closet. With little more than 4 feet between the bed and the closet, there wasn't much floor space to move around in, especially not for two people.
'It's a fucking shoebox' Alison corrected with a laugh, 'But, it beats sharing with some loser who talks in their sleep'
'Yeah, my first roommate was a sleep talker. I found out way more than I bargained for about her' Emily replied with a chuckle as she perched herself on the edge of Alison's bed, looking around the room at the small, personal touches the blonde had added. The bed was dressed in cream coloured bedsheets, with a pattern of Eiffel Towers and French words printed in grey, accompanied by an array of cushions. The desk was bare except for a pink laptop, with a small photo frame beside it. Emily smiled when she saw it was a picture of the two of them, Emily holding Alison on her back as they both smiled to the camera. It had been taken the summer that Alison had disappeared, and was the last photo they had taken of just the two of them together. Alison watched Emily curiously as the brunette took in the room. Alison could see past the smile and happy exterior on Emily's face. She could see the pain that hid behind her shining eyes, the tiredness in her face that hid behind a smile. Alison could read it all, and she wished she could take some of the pain from her, if even just for a little while. But, Emily was here for a good weekend, and Alison was going to give her exactly that.
They spent the afternoon in Alison's dorm catching up on gossip, chatting about life and just enjoying being in each other's company, before Alison mentioned a party that was happening over at one of the frat houses. Usually Emily wouldn't set foot in a frat party, purely because she didn't enjoy spending her time brushing off the advances of drunk, horny jocks, but with Alison there, Emily was pretty sure she'd hit up a slaughter house if the blonde wanted her to. And so, the girls got themselves looking suitably hot, with Emily settling on black skinny jeans paired with a white, satin blouse, showing just enough of her envious cleavage, and heeled ankle boots. Alison settled on a short, tight, black dress, which clung to her curves in all the right way, paired with black heels. Emily hadn't been able to keep her eyes off of the blonde, gulping slightly when she first set eyes on her robust cleavage, which was practically waiting to burst out of the tight fabric around it, and Alison had almost called the whole night off and suggested they just strip and spend the night in her bed, when she saw Emily, revelling in her beauty as her light curls framed her face and her long lashes brushed against her cheekbones when she blinked. But, Emily hadn't come to New York for them to cross that thin line they had been treading on for so many years, and Alison wasn't about to cross it, not right away anyway.
The party hadn't been as painful as Emily had thought it would be. The guys were actually pretty funny, and weren't totally unbearable, and Alison seemed to be pretty friendly with a few of them. She enjoyed getting an insight into how her friend spent her time, and by the sounds of it she spent more time with the guys at college than with any of the girls. As they drank and talked with the guys throughout the night, Emily found that she was having a great time, one of the guys in particular was making Emily laugh so much that she had almost thought she would pee her pants on several occasions.
'I gotta pee' Alison announced as she left the group, intoxication evident in the way she staggered slightly as she made her way through the crowded house. Emily laughed at her, wondering briefly if she should follow the blonde, but Alison was a big girl and could look after herself, plus she didn't want it to seem weird that she would follow her friend to the bathroom.
'-So I'm there, this absolute babe dancing up on me, I got a boner the size of my fucking forearm, and I'm thinking she's a stripper right? There's no way she's gonna do anything about this. But then she's unzipping my pants with her teeth-'
'You ok?' Emily hears the voice in her ear as Calum, the guy that had been making her laugh all evening, slides beside her, taking the space that Alison had previously occupied.
'Yeah, just. This guy has an awful lot of sex stories' Emily chuckled as she looked at the guy beside her, the two of them leaning against the kitchen counter.
'Yeah well, I wouldn't believe everything Tommy says. Despite what he might say, his imagination is the only big thing about him' Calum replied with a smirk, causing Emily to choke on her drink as she laughed mid-swallow. 'Woah there, you still breathing?' Calum laughed as he patted Emily on the back whilst she tried to cough up the beer that was stuck in her throat and wipe the excess off of her chin. Emily nodded as she giggled at herself, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. As she turned to say something to Calum, she got caught off guard by the intensity in his dull green eyes, causing Emily to gulp nervously. Before her mind even had time to register what had happened, Calum's lips were on Emily's. Her eyes widened in shock at the feeling as she tried to pull back, but Calum's hand grabbed at her waist, holding her in place.
'Get off' Emily mumbled against his lips, trying with all her strength to push him off, but the more she struggled, the more he seemed spurred on. Emily's heart was racing as she began to panic, praying that someone would help her, but the four boys around her began to cheer, thinking their friend was getting off with the hot girl. Emily felt a sudden anger rise inside of her at the boys actions and how they seemed to think they had a claim on her, and as Alison walked back to the group, her eyes bugging at the sight of Calum and Emily kissing, Emily lifted her knee hard into Calum's groin, causing him to double up in pain, his hands clutching at his balls as he wheezed. The four guys around them sucked in hissed air through gritted teeth and groaned as Calum gasped in pain, while Ali froze in shock. She had rounded a corner to find Emily lip locking with a guy, which was confusing and also a little bit painful to see, only for Emily to knee him so hard, his balls practically flew back up inside of him, which showed that clearly the brunette wasn't welcoming of the kiss in the first place.
'Next time a girl tells you to get off, maybe you should take the hint' Emily growled at him, before pouring her drink over his head and storming out of the house. Alison wasn't sure if she was more angry at Calum for trying it on with Emily, or more turned on with Emily for acting like a freaking rock star and kicking that slime bag's ass. Alison turned and followed Emily out of the house, catching up with her in the front yard.
'Em, wait' Alison called, reaching out to grab Emily's arm as the brunette was about to walk out of the gate. When she turned, Alison was met with stormy eyes. She hadn't seen anger like that on Emily since the days of –A, and it caught her off guard for a second. 'Are you ok?'
'Do I look like I'm ok?' Emily shouted, causing Alison's eyebrows to shoot up in shock. Emily took a deep breath to calm herself, knowing that she was lashing out at the wrong person. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout at you' she apologised softly, shaking her head.
'It's ok. You're angry, I get it' Alison replied sincerely. 'I'm honestly trying to stop myself from going back in there and giving him another kick in the balls, though I'm pretty sure you hit them so hard, they're floating in his freaking stomach' Alison added, causing Emily to crack a smile as she chuckled lightly at Alison.
'Why, were you jealous?' she teased, poking Alison in the ribs playfully.
'No, of course not' Alison retorted unconvincingly, furrowing her eyebrows for maximum effect as she crossed her arms over her chest.
'You were, weren't you' Emily pushed more seriously, her smile dropping from her face instantly. Emily knew when Alison was lying, and they had been in situations like this before but Emily had always been too afraid to say anything, and so had brushed it off, but they were both drunk, and Emily had no inhibitions when she had alcohol on board. Emily saw the blush creep up Alison's face and as she they caught eye contact, Emily felt as though she could suddenly read everything in Alison's mind. Both girls' hearts were beating fast, and as Alison's eyes flicked to Emily's lips, Emily found herself subconsciously biting on her bottom lip seductively. As Alison watched Emily's bottom lip pull slowly from between her teeth, she found herself wrapping her hand around the brunette's neck and pulling her in, their lips crashing together in a heated, hungry kiss, and she knew that she would hate herself for it tomorrow but she was drunk, and it felt good, and she figured that they would deal with tomorrow, tomorrow.
'Where are we going?' Emily asked, causing Alison to roll her eyes playfully.
'For the twelfth time, Em. It's a surprise!' Alison replied, as they strolled down the street hand in hand.
'And for the twelfth time, Ali. I don't like surprises. C'mon, just tell me' Emily begged, turning into Alison so she was walking backwards. Emily moved in closer so that their bodies were barely touching, and Alison could feel the heat of her breath on her face. Alison's breath hitched at the sudden closeness as she looked up into Emily's eyes, their lips barely inches apart. Emily looked down at Alison, her eyes filled with lust, and it took all Alison's resolve not to cave in.
'I'm not telling you' she husked, her breath whispering over Emily's lips, and Emily had to do everything not to pick the smaller woman up and run back to the hotel with her. Alison leaned up and placed a soft kiss to Emily's lips, before pulling away and breaking the eye contact, causing Emily to groan.
'Come on, we're almost there anyway' Alison chuckled as she pulled Emily down the street. As they turned a corner, Emily was met by the sight of a candle lit barge sitting on the side of a small port along the Hudson River. On the barge was a single table with two chairs, a small counter with a drinks fridge and a violinist.
'Ali' Emily gushed, speechless for words. 'Ali, this is beautiful' Emily turned to Alison, their eyes locking, and Emily didn't know what to possibly say to her wife.
'Well, I have the most beautiful wife and I wanted to do something equally as beautiful for her birthday' Alison replied with a loving smile. 'Happy Birthday, babe.' Alison leaned up and pulled Emily into a soft, slow kiss, transferring all of her love for the other woman through her lips, before she pulled back and gently guided Emily onto the barge.
'Are you hungry?' Alison asked as they looked at each other across the table, the stars glittering the sky above them.
'We have food?' Emily asked in confusion. 'There aren't any menus'
'You really think that after all this time, I need menus to arrange a dinner for you?' Alison scoffed playfully with a cocked eyebrow, before reaching for Emily's hands over the table between them.
'No, I guess not' Emily chuckled. 'So, what are we eating?' Alison smiled, before looking over to the waiter, who was standing beside the small bar, signalling him to bring the food over.
'Well, originally I was going to go for something fancy and French, but then there's nothing romantic about slurping snails. Plus, as much as I wanted to throw you a beautiful, expensive dinner, I knew that you probably wouldn't enjoy it anyway. You'd pretend to, but you would enjoy something else so much better' Alison hinted, watching as the Waiter brought over a silver platter with a large, domed lid on top.
'You're food, my ladies' he said as he placed the large serving tray onto the centre of the table. When he lifted the lid, Emily couldn't help but laugh. Alison had arranged for all of her favourite fast foods to be served on the same plate.
'Oh my god, you're crazy' Emily giggled as she looked down with hungry eyes, the mixture of smells hitting her. Big Macs and Fries from McDonalds, Hot Dogs and shakes from Five Guys, Wings from KFC and Pizza from Emily's favourite Pizzeria in New York, Arturo's.
'Well, I know how much you love your junk food, so I figured, why not go all out for your big day?' Alison replied with a chuckle. Emily was a fiend when it came to fast food, which Alison had always found crazy, since Emily was so health conscious most of the time.
'I love you so much' Emily said happily as she lifted a slice of pizza to her mouth.
'I honestly don't even know if you were saying that to me, or the pizza' Alison joked with a smile.
'I was talking to the pizza. You're ok though, I suppose' Emily joked back with a smirk, crying out with laughter when Alison gently kicked her under the table.
'You're such an ass' Alison laughed.
'I'm a hot piece of ass, thank you very much' Emily replied with a wink, before taking a huge bite of pizza.
'Yeah, even when you're chowing down like a freaking Rottweiler, you're hot' Alison agreed, her head tilted to the side as she looked on at Emily in wonder. How had she, Alison DiLaurentis, managed to bag the most beautiful girl in Rosewood?
'What are you looking at?' Emily asked through a mouthful of food, her hand politely covering her mouth.
'Nothing. I'm just admiring how beautiful my wife is' Alison replied with a smile as she picked up a French fry and took a bite. Emily blushed at this, as she tucked into a chicken wing.
You think Hanna's doing ok with the kids?' Emily asked thoughtfully. She was missing the children now, after having been away for them for two whole days now. She wasn't used to being away from them for so long, and even though they had skyped them before Hanna put them to bed just a few hours ago, she couldn't wait to get back and hold them in her arms.
'I'm sure she's doing fine. She text me a little while ago to tell me they were asleep and have been as good as gold' Alison replied with a knowing smile. She too was missing the children, but unlike Emily, Alison embraced the chance to have a little freedom, whereas Emily tended to spend her whole time thinking about them. 'Hanna's great with the kids, you don't need to worry'
'Yeah I know, I'm just- You know, Jude's still so small. What if something happens?' Emily asks, suddenly worrying about Jude choking in the night or something and getting rushed to the hospital.
'Jude will be just fine, and we're not a million miles away if anything does happen' Alison replied instantly, grabbing Emily's hand across the table to calm her Wife before she ended up panicking so much that they would end up cancelling the rest of their getaway and heading home to pick up the children.
'Yeah, you're right' Emily sighed, relaxing into Alison's touch as the blonde massaged small circles into her palm with her thumb.
'I know something that will distract you' Alison said with a smile as she pulled her hands away from Emily's and grabbed her purse from beside the chair. She rummaged through while Emily looked on curiously, before Alison seemingly found what she was looking for. She pulled out a small square box, wrapped in silver wrapping paper and slid it across the table to Emily.
'Happy birthday, Em' she said as she handed the present over to Emily, her smile widening.
'Ali, you didn't have to get me anything, you already did so much' Emily protested, glancing around to the barge that they were on to emphasize her point.
'Emily, I wasn't going to not get you a present on your birthday, and it's a big one. I wanted to make it special for you. Now will you please take the present' Alison practically begged, her arm still holding out the small box. Emily rolled her eyes and smiled as she leaned over and took the box from Alison. She unwrapped it carefully, causing Alison to giggle. Emily hated ripping wrapping paper. She appreciated the sentimentality of someone taking the time to carefully wrap something so that it looked beautiful, she wasn't about to burst in there and rip that up. In Emily's eyes, it was like ripping someone's artwork when they were finished. Once the box was unwrapped, Emily opened the jewellery box to find a white gold bracelet with two large hearts intertwined, followed by three smaller hearts. On the bigger hearts were Emily and Alison's names, and on the smaller ones were Grace, Lily and Jude's.
'Ali, this is so beautiful' Emily gasped, looking up at Alison. 'I can't believe you thought of this'
'Well, I just wanted you to always feel like we're with you, even when we're apart' Alison replied as she gently removed the bracelet from the box and gingerly clasped it around Emily's wrist.
'I love you so much, Emily' Alison said softly, her words resounding as though they were the first time she ever said them.
'I love you too, Ali' Emily replied, tears brimming in her eyes. 'Thank you for the best birthday ever'
Alison and Emily stumbled back to the hotel, the alcohol from the night causing their vision to blur slightly and walking was becoming a task. Alison giggled when Emily fumbled with the room key, pulling the card in and out of the slot several times in order to get that pesky green light to flash so they could enter. Once the door was open, Alison staggered in, followed by Emily. She pushed the door shut and pinned Alison to the wall, attacking her lips with hungry kisses, causing Alison to let out a loud moan as she tangled her fingers in brunette hair. Both women's purses were thrown to the ground as they tried to detangle themselves from as much clothing as possible. Emily pulled Alison's dress up and over her head, an action that Alison reciprocated, tugging at Emily's tight bandage dress until the item was removed. Both women kicked off their heels and Alison reached around with one hand to unclasp Emily's bra before removing her own. Emily trailed her mouth to Alison's neck, her teeth biting at pale flesh. The alcohol was making Emily want to ravage Alison's body and she knew that tonight, they wouldn't be making love, it would be pure, unadulterated fucking.
As Emily's lips lowered further down to Alison's chest, Emily lifted the smaller woman and carried her to the bed, as Alison arched her chest further into Emily's mouth. She moaned as Emily's teeth nipped at the skin and her mouth sucked hard at her soft breasts, and she knew it would leave a mark but god she didn't care. Emily lowered Alison to the bed before settling over her, her mouth still attached to one of Alison's nipples while her tongue flicked back and forth over the sensitive nub. Emily's hands trailed over every inch of Alison's skin, leaving Goosebumps in their wake and Alison loved how Emily made her feel, but before her hand could reach that special place between her legs, Alison hooked her leg over Emily's waist and rolled them over.
'Ah-uh, tonight is all about you' Alison explained before capturing Emily's lips with her own again before she could protest. Her hands trailed up Emily's long, tanned thighs, her nails digging into the flesh, leaving scratches behind them. As her fingers drew dangerously close, Alison teased them over Emily's folds, causing the brunette to groan in frustration at them being so close to where she needed them.
'Ali, please just-' A moan rippled from Emily's lips as Alison's fingers thrust deep inside of her. Emily's nails dug into Alison's back, causing the blonde to bite down hard on her neck before sucking and kissing the spot.
'Fuck, you feel so good' Alison husked into Emily's shoulder as her fingers pumped in and out, the heel of her hand just bumping against Emily's clit, and Emily thought she was going to explode in passion. Her hands roamed Alison's back, grabbing at her ass in need of something to hold on to.
'Harder'
Alison complied with this simple moan and shifted her position to get a better angle, before speeding up her movements, her two fingers thrusting deeper into Emily. Alison looked down at the brunette beneath her, the passion she was in visible from the way she squeezed her eyes closed and her mouth hung open as she left out soft, breathless pants and moans. Alison bit down on her bottom lip before adding a third finger, causing a satisfying gasp from Emily as she adjusted to the new addition. Emily was slick and hot and Alison loved the feeling of her fingers inside of the woman, and she quickly adjusted to the third finger. Alison slowed her motions just long enough for Emily to get used to the feeling of the third finger, before she added a fourth, causing Emily's brow to crease at yet another addition.
'Fuck Ali, are you trying to kill me?' Emily moaned, though it felt good. Alison was now knuckle deep with four fingers inside of Emily, and it felt amazing to feel all of her insides, and Emily had never felt so satisfyingly full. She gasped as Alison's thumb flicked over her clit, hitting the perfect spot every time. Alison could feel Emily contract around her fingers as she slowly drew them in and out, and she knew that the brunette was close to reaching her high. She softly moved her fingers inside and gradually sped up her movements, her thumb hitting Emily's clit with every thrust, and Emily's moans grew louder by the second. Alison sat back and watched in awe as Emily came undone around her fingers, her walls tightening and god Ali loved that feeling.
'Fuck' Emily moaned loudly into the quiet room, her breath panting as her body shook beneath Alison.
Emily grabbed at Alison's neck, pulling her forward and into a searing kiss, their tongues battling vigorously.
'God, I love you. I love you so fucking much' Emily moaned into Alison's mouth, her orgasm still washing over her as Alison's hands slipped out of her and rested at her side.
'I love you too' Alison replied, her words mumbled under Emily's lips as she fell to the brunettes side and pulled her in close. She could feel her Wife's heart pounding from the intense orgasm, and Alison briefly wondered if they'd still be like this when they were old and grey.
'I can't believe we're now women in our thirties' Alison said into the silence.
'I know. Married with three kids and in our thirties. We're getting old' Emily chuckled sleepily into Alison's shoulder.
'Well, I'm glad that I'll be growing old with you. I wouldn't want to do it with anyone else' Alison sighed as she pulled Emily in closer, tiredness seeping over them. A dull ache was still very much present between her legs, but Alison figured they had all morning before they had to check out, to go for round 2. Right now, she was happy holding her girl and sleeping the rest of the night away.