Surprise!
As soon as I posted that last chapter, I knew I had this epilogue in me haha I've been working on it literally for months and I finally finished it!
As for Taking Care, I'm so stuck on that story it's not even funny, so if you guys have any prompts, ideas or anything you would want to see with that story please please please let me know.
Now this really is the end of this story, I had so much fun writing it and I never ever imagined the incredible response you guys would give me! Your follows and reviews made me want to keep writing, you guys are awesome! So I hope you guys enjoy this!
Warning: This chapter is rated M for a fair amount of adult content ;) fair warning, this is my first attempt at girl/girl so bear with me. I'm straight too so I'm basing off my imagination and other fanfics lol you've been warned ;)
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Seven and a half months later…
"Are you ready for tomorrow?"
Alison sighed, rolling over on her spot on the bed where she'd spent the last hour talking to Emily on the phone. She hadn't been able to see or speak to Emily in two weeks, since her dad took away her phone so she would focus on her studying, and he'd finally given it back to her today since the test was the following morning. Needless to say she'd missed her mermaid like crazy, so as soon as she'd finished the last of her reviews, she'd gotten Emily on the phone and they'd been talking ever since.
"I don't know," Alison bit her lip, fingering the charm bracelet Emily had given her for her birthday. "I feel like I am but then again I don't. That doesn't even make sense but –"
"It does," Emily interrupted. "You're ready, Ali. You've been studying for months, Spencer's been helping you… you've done everything you can."
"What if it isn't enough?" To everyone who had asked her recently how she was feeling about taking this test – the test that would define her upcoming future – she had appeared calm and collected, but with Emily she knew she could share her deepest fears. "What if I don't pass this, Em?"
"You will, Ali."
"But what if I don't?"
"You will. I know you will. You have to believe it, Ali."
Alison bit her lip. "I wish I had your faith, Em."
"Lucky I have enough for both of us," Emily replied, and Alison could hear the smile in her voice, making her smile in return. There was a short moment of pause on the line before she continued, more solemnly this time. "You're gonna pass this, Ali. You're going to pass this test and we're going to go to college together this fall."
Alison's eyes fluttered closed as she sighed, letting the weight of Emily's words sink in. "You're right, you're right. I'm being stupid."
"No, you're nervous. You have every right to be, babe, don't get me wrong. I just want you to go in there with the same faith I have in you."
"God, I love you." Alison breathed as she turned onto her back, letting her free arm stretch across her bed.
Emily giggled, and it was quite possibly Alison's favorite sound in the world. "I love you too." From afar Alison heard Mrs. Fields calling for Emily. "Ugh, give me a sec. I'll be right back. Don't hang up."
Alison laughed. "I won't."
The blonde busied herself with her nails as she waited patiently for Emily to finish with her mom. Her house was quiet, her dad out on business as usual and Jason out of town. Not much had changed in her family since everything with A had been resolved. Her father could still barely stand to be around her, and Jason spent about as much time with her as he used to, which was basically none at all.
Thankfully her relationship with her friends had proven mostly resilient. They managed to stick together through the ordeal, mostly thanks to Emily who was able to get the other girls to trust her more and more as time passed.
Emily proved to be her rock, her savior, her everything over the past seven months. And the next twenty four hours would decide whether they would be able to stay together or if she would lose Emily to the Pacific Coast.
"Okay, I'm back." Emily huffed, slightly out of breath. "Sorry about that. My mom couldn't decide what to send my dad for his care package."
Alison gasped mockingly. "Pam Fields can't decide on a care package? Impossible."
"Well aren't you funny?"
The blonde chuckled, scooting farther up the bed and propping herself up against her pillows. "Okay, so where were we?"
x-x-x
A loud beep sounded on Emily's side of the phone, and Alison quickly heard her girl sigh sadly.
"What?" Alison inquired softly.
"It's midnight, Ali. You should go to bed."
"Noooooo," the blonde whined, pouting even though she knew Emily couldn't see her. "I want to hear your voice, I don't want to go to bed yet."
Emily chuckled, but the firmness in her tone didn't waver. "Your test is at nine, babe. You have to get some sleep."
Alison groaned, knowing the brunette was right. Still, she'd gone without her mermaid for too long, she hadn't had enough yet. Not that she would ever have enough of her, but she'd been yearning for her too much to cut off now. Her entire body yearned for her.
The blonde's lips quirked into a smile as she bit down on her lower lip, debating on whether or not to ask what she actually wanted.
"Ali?"
"I don't wanna go to bed yet," she repeated slowly, seductively, crossing her fingers in the hopes that Emily would actually go for it.
There was a moment of pause, before Emily sighed. "Ali –"
"Oh come on, Em!" Alison pleaded. "How long has it been?"
"Ali, that's not –"
"How long has it been?" the blonde repeated, cutting her off before Emily could go off in one of her responsibility speeches.
Again Emily sighed, and Alison smiled triumphantly.
"Too long, I know." the swimmer admitted reluctantly.
"And you can't say you don't want to," the blonde urged, knowing just how to push Emily's buttons. "I know you want to, that you want me."
"Of course I do," Emily answered instantly. "God, Ali, you have no idea how much. But your test –"
"Hey, you of all people should know what a few good orgasms can do before a test. I think I proved that to you during finals."
That got Emily to laugh. "Point taken – still…" Emily paused, and Alison knew she was nearly at her breaking point.
"Please."
For a moment no one said anything, Alison waiting eagerly with the phone pressed tightly to her ear. Finally she smirked in triumph when a strangled whimper came through the speaker.
"God, I hate it when you beg," Emily muttered in defeat.
"You love it when I beg," Alison replied huskily, leaning back into her pillows with a satisfied smile.
"Mmmm," Emily hummed lowly in agreement, and the sound was enough to send a shooting spark of heat straight to Alison's core. "I love it when I can make you beg."
Alison chuckled breathily, her free hand already slipping under her long shirt, tracing absent patterns over the skin just above the hem of her underwear. "You certainly know how to make that happen, don't you?"
"You know I do," the brunette murmured throatily. "Still, I can never decide which I like best." She would have actually sounded concerned had her voice not taken the sultry tone that had Alison slipping her underwear down her legs as she felt the dull ache in her lower abdomen pulse to life. "Tying you up, barely touching you…having you beg me to let you touch me,"
The blonde bit back a groan, the image in her head making her slide her hand up under her shirt and cup her breast, her fingers pinching and teasing the hardened nipple. Emily always knew exactly what to say to her to get her riled up.
"Or hearing you beg me to fuck you with my tongue. You love that, don't you?"
Alison whimpered, letting go of all pretenses as she put Emily on speaker and dropped her phone to pull her shirt over her head. "You'd better be fucking naked right now, Emily Fields." Her hand immediately slid down her stomach, wasting no time in diving into her slick heat, moaning when her fingers finally brushed over her clit.
She was soaked, and they had barely just started. It had been too long, she'd gone too much time without her mermaid. It never took long when she was this wound up, this desperate for her girl's touch.
Emily chuckled. "God, I wish I could see you right now." The brunette released a half sigh, half moan into the phone that made a shudder run through Alison's spine. "I wish I was with you right now, touching you. You're always so wet for me."
Alison whimpered, her fingers running through her wet slit, teasing her entrance before sliding back up to rub her clit furiously. "I'm so fucking wet, Em. I want your fingers in me so bad."
The swimmer moaned quietly. Alison closed her eyes, picturing her girl on her bed, legs spread wide with her fingers pumping steadily inside her dripping sex. The blonde slipped a finger inside of herself in turn, sighing a strangled whimper as her hips bucked into her own hand.
For a few minutes they exchanged no words. All that could be heard through the quiet bedroom was the sliding of Alison's fingers through her own slickness and the sound of both girls' moans and sighs as they listened to the other touch herself.
Hearing Emily moan through the other line fueled Alison like nothing else. It was such a turn on for her to know that Emily was a writhing mess because of her, that she was doing this to her normally calm and collected mermaid. The blonde's fingers pumped a little faster, angling her hand so her palm would hit her clit with each thrust. Her own touch would normally not be enough for her, but she was just so fucking horny. She'd get off on anything her girl offered her.
"That's it, baby, moan for me." Alison encouraged hoarsely, slipping a second finger inside herself and curling her fingers, moaning as she hit the familiar rough patch that made her see stars. "Yessss, fuck."
"Tell me what to do," Emily breathed, and Alison cursed breathlessly, feeling herself slowly reaching toward a new peak.
"Touch yourself, baby. Close your eyes and imagine it's me there, pumping my fingers deep inside you," Alison paused, listening as Emily's whimpers became louder, her breathing almost to the point of hyperventilation. "Rubbing your clit slowly…so slowly you can only scream my name. I fucking love it when you say my name."
"Oh god, Ali," Emily groaned loudly, loud enough for Alison to worry that her mom might hear what they're doing, but the thought quickly became irrelevant as Emily continued. "Are you close, babe?"
"I'm so close, baby, I'm so fucking close." Alison whimpered, her eyes rolling back as her thumb pressed down on her clit hard.
"Make yourself come for me, sweetheart. Let me hear you."
"Come with me," the blonde pleaded as her thighs started to tremble. "Come for me, baby."
It only took a few more moments. Emily began a string of high pitched moans, steadily growing louder until she released one last yelp, crying out Alison's name, and that's all the blonde needed to send her careening over the edge.
"Fuck!"
Alison's hand froze and her back arched, her hips jerking out of control as wave upon wave of intense pleasure crashed upon her. She chanted Emily's name quietly as she came down from her high, panting softly as she sunk back into the mattress, utterly sated.
"Damn, I needed that so bad," Alison breathed, causing Emily to chuckle breathlessly through the line. She could still hear her mermaid panting, and it made her smile to know she had the same effect on the brunette as Emily had on her.
"So did I," Emily admitted. "You think you can sleep now, babe?"
"Like a baby," Alison replied with a chuckle, pulling out the covers from underneath her and curling herself up tightly against her pillows. She glanced hesitantly at her clothes strewn over the end of the bed but decided to brush them off, feeling the familiar exhaustion begin to seep into her limbs.
Emily laughed softly. "Good."
"You'll be here tomorrow morning, right?"
"As soon as you wake up," the swimmer replied without missing a beat.
Alison smiled, already feeling her eyes begin to flutter shut. "Promise?"
"Promise. I love you, Ali."
"Mmmm, I love you too, baby. Sweet dreams."
She vaguely remembered hearing Emily respond, but she was already too far gone to register what her girl said. With her mind already half asleep, she threw her phone to the other side of the bed and let her eyes close, slipping into a blissfully deep sleep.
x-x-x
Emily cringed as Alison's creaky bedroom door broke the deafening silence in the empty house. Her eyes landed on the mess of sheets on the bed, and she smiled at the sight of Alison curled up on her side, her hair fanned out on her pillow beside her.
God how she'd missed her. It'd been so hard to stay away from her the past two weeks. They'd barely been able to keep their hands off each other the few times they'd met with the girls for lunch, and their parents had made damn sure to keep them away from each other so that Alison could focus on her studies. Emily had agreed it was a good idea at first – Ali needed to pass this test if they wanted to go to UCLA together in the fall. But not seeing or touching or even speaking to Alison for so long had Emily aching for her with a desperation that threatened to overwhelm her sometimes.
Emily sat down at the edge of the blonde's bed, gently brushing Ali's hair out of her face. Even in her sleep Alison leaned into her touch, mumbling something incoherently that made Emily smile.
"Ali," she murmured, leaning down to brush her lips against Alison's bare shoulder. The blonde was completely naked under the sheets, Emily could tell, and the swimmer smiled as memories of their phone call last night came flooding back to her, her stomach clenching with desire at the sight of Alison's porcelain skin.
She kissed the back of Alison's shoulder and brushed her lips up to the blonde's ear, gently pushing back stray locks of blonde hair. "Rise and shine, beautiful."
"Mmmm," Alison groaned sleepily in protest, her nose scrunching up cutely as Emily playfully pinched her waist.
Emily chuckled. "Come on, babe. You have to get ready for your test." She shoved one of her hands into Alison's hair and started massaging the blonde's scalp the way she knew Alison loved.
Sure enough, Alison moaned softly as her eyes began to flutter. "Emily?"
Emily kissed Alison's cheek, nuzzling her nose against her girl's neck as she smiled. "Expecting anyone else?"
The brunette pulled back just as Alison's eyes opened, her stomach flipping pleasantly when her eyes locked on Alison's icy blue ones.
God, she'd missed her.
As soon as Alison caught sight of her mermaid's warm brown eyes, her lips spread into a blinding smile that made Emily's heart flutter. The blonde squealed and wrapped her arms around Emily's neck, hauling her girl onto the bed as she rolled onto her back, pulling her mermaid on top of her.
Emily grunted softly as she landed on Alison a little less than gracefully, but she soon forgot her discomfort as she felt the blonde wrapping her legs around her waist, locking her in a death grip. Alison buried her face into Emily's neck, planting searing kisses along her mermaid's tan skin, whimpering incoherently.
"Ali," Emily laughed, even as desire pooled in her stomach with the feeling of her girl's lips on her skin.
Alison slid her hands into Emily's hair and kissed her senseless, both girls sighing into each other as their lips met for the first time in weeks. Emily could feel Alison's hardened nipples pressing against her own breasts through her shirt, and it took all of her willpower not to start kissing her way down Alison's body until she had the blonde screaming her name.
But she knew she had to get Alison dressed and ready for her test, and the breakfast she'd prepared was still waiting for them downstairs. So instead, she reluctantly broke the kiss, resting her forehead against Alison's, both girls panting against the other's mouth.
"God, I missed you," Alison murmured, caressing Emily's cheek softly. "I missed you so fucking much."
Emily smiled, brushing her nose against Alison's as she leaned down for another chaste kiss.
"I missed you too."
She felt Alison wiggling underneath her and had to swallow a groan. With the blonde sufficiently distracted, she rolled the both of them onto their sides so they faced each other, chuckling when Alison pouted.
"I told you I'd be here to wake you up."
Alison sighed happily, snuggling further into her mermaid. She felt like crawling inside her girl and never coming out. She couldn't be close enough, not after going so long without her.
"I hate being away from you," Alison murmured, her fingers playing with Emily's shirt.
Emily kissed Alison's temple softly, wrapping her arms tightly around the blonde as she felt Alison curling into her. "I know, I hate it too. I hated these last few weeks without you."
"Mmmm," Alison hummed in content, pressing a soft kiss to the hollow of Emily's throat.
Emily let herself indulge in another few peaceful moments with her girlfriend, enjoying the feeling of Alison's lips brushing over her skin. Her own fingers traced soft patterns over Alison's bare back as she took advantage of the blonde's lack of clothing to explore her soft skin. She knew all it would take for things to get heated would be for her hands to wander south: she'd set Alison off and the blonde would have her naked in minutes. Yet they both kept things chaste, hands remaining in relatively safe areas as they enjoyed these tranquil, sensual moments with each other after spending so much time apart. Because as much as Emily would love to lay Alison back and devour her whole, she knew she needed to drop Alison off at the school on time for her test.
So finally she sighed and kissed Alison's temple softly. "You should get dressed, Ali."
Alison groaned in protest, burying her face deeper into Emily's neck. She'd missed her mermaid too much, she needed her fill before she could go on with her day.
"I think we can squeeze in a few more minutes," the blonde murmured, her hand slipping under Emily's shirt before her nails started scratching softly over Emily's flat stomach. Alison smiled as she felt Emily's breath hitch; her girl was always so responsive, it still blew her mind.
Emily moaned softly, going to grip Alison's wrist and pulling her hand out from under her shirt. "We don't have time. Your test is starting soon and I have breakfast ready downstairs."
Alison pulled back with a grin. "You made breakfast? Well aren't you trying for the best girlfriend award today."
Emily chuckled, curling her hand over Alison's jaw, pulling her in for a kiss. "Just a little surprise to show how much I missed you."
The blonde rolled her eyes playfully. "You're such a sap. Come on," Alison kicked the sheets back and rolled out of bed, exposing her fully naked body to Emily's eyes. She smirked as Emily froze half way through standing up herself, heat shooting straight to her core as she saw Emily's eyes darken with lust. The blonde reached for her underwear, sliding them up her legs without taking her eyes off her girl.
Slowly she rounded the bed and sauntered over to where Emily sat frozen in place, pushing the brunette's legs together and plopping herself down on her thighs, her arms wrapping over Emily's shoulders.
Emily's hands instantly landed on Alison's hips as she took in the nearly naked beauty before her. Her hands ran up Alison's sides and she smiled when the blonde shuddered.
"I love it when you look at me like that." Alison purred, dipping her head to nip at Emily's neck playfully.
"You're so beautiful," Emily murmured lovingly, and Alison felt that love all the way down to her toes.
Alison cradled Emily's face in her hands, smiling fondly, and kissed her softly, gently, conveying her overwhelming love for her girl with every kiss. Their lips parted, yet Alison let her lips linger, just barely brushing against Emily's as she met the brunette's gaze and grinned.
"We're never getting out of here, are we?"
Emily chuckled, pressing one last kiss on Alison's lips before pushing them both to their feet. "Yes, we are." She spun Alison around and pushed her towards her closet, rolling her eyes when the blonde pouted over her shoulder. "I'll wait for you downstairs."
Alison sighed dramatically. "Fine, be no fun."
Emily shook her head, smiling as she raked her eyes over Alison's bare form one more time and headed downstairs before her unquenched desire got the better of her.
If she stayed, they would never leave.
x-x-x
"What's her plan if she doesn't get in to UCLA?"
Emily rolled her eyes for what felt like the thousandth time as she finally approached school. Hanna had called her just as she was leaving her house to pick up Alison and had spent the entire ride over interrogating Emily on Alison and her test and her plans, all things Emily really wished her friend would stop asking at least until they knew whether or not Alison had passed.
"She's going to get in, Hanna." Emily replied almost instantly. She believed it wholeheartedly, but at the same time part of her couldn't shake the feeling that she was trying to convince herself as much as Hanna. If she and Alison had to split up come fall after everything they'd been through, she didn't know what she'd do.
Hanna grunted in annoyance. "I know that, Em, we're all for thinking positive and rooting for Ali and you two, blah blah blah. Spencer even helped her study, for God's sake, I think that says enough – but let's be realistic for two seconds. Alison has to have had a back up plan or something. UCLA can't be her only choice."
"Yes, Hanna, she does." Emily sighed, exasperated. "She's got a few other choices, most of them in California too, but she's really just focusing on doing everything she can to get into UCLA."
"How much does she need on the test to get in?"
"We don't know," Emily replied honestly as she finally pulled up to the high school's empty parking lot. "And I'm kind of glad, honestly. She's already putting so much pressure on herself. I don't –" Her heart skipped a beat as she suddenly noticed the lot wasn't as deserted as she had first thought.
Alison was standing by the school's front steps, speaking animatedly on the phone as she paced back and forth, a partially crumpled paper in her free hand. She kept her head down as she spoke, so no matter which direction she faced Emily couldn't get a proper look at her face.
"What?"
"Alison's outside," Emily spoke quietly, her eyes never straying from the blonde. "She's talking on the phone."
"Is she happy? How does she look?"
Emily nearly growled in frustration. She could usually gauge Alison's mood easily by the blonde's body language, but right now she couldn't for the life of her decide whether Ali seemed excited or agitated. "I can't tell, I can't really see her."
"Well, what the hell are you waiting for? Get over there – and call me after!"
The brunette chuckled, already unbuckling her seatbelt as she replied with a quick goodbye and turned off the car before stepping out. Her heart thumped hard against her ribcage as she approached Alison from behind, the anxiety and excitement of this whole thing finally starting to get to her. She'd tried to play off as relaxed and confident for Alison's sake, but god, she was just as much a nervous wreck as Alison had been.
"Ali," she called out when she was finally close enough. The blonde didn't seem to hear her so she called out again, a little louder. "Alison."
Alison finally turned, and for a moment Emily's entire world stopped. The blonde's face was streaked with tears, her icy blue eyes bloodshot. Emily's blood ran cold because no, Alison couldn't have failed, not after how hard she worked for this, not after everything she'd been through. She'd put her heart and soul into studying for this, and now that Emily really thought about it, it was utterly stupid to base a college acceptance off of one measly test that –
But Alison's eyes suddenly focused on Emily, and the smile that spread across her face – lips spread, pearly white teeth exposed, dimples carved so deep into her cheeks they seemed permanently embedded – could have blinded the entire galaxy.
"Yes, thank you," Alison spoke through the phone, her eyes never breaking from Emily's gaze. "I'll have that payment sent in as soon as possible."
Emily's eyes widened, and she could feel her own lips spreading into a smile to match Alison's. The blonde was nearly vibrating in place with excitement. She could tell Alison was anxious to get off the phone, but if the call was what Emily assumed it was, it was just as important as the test she'd just taken.
"Absolutely. No, thank you. Goodbye."
Emily's brows raised quizzically, her body language screaming a silent question as Alison hung up the phone. "Ali, who was that?"
"UCLA's admissions office," Alison replied, her smile unwavering. With shaking hands, she held up the slightly crumpled paper in her hands for Emily to see, a green stamp reading PASSED standing out from the rest of the typed letters and numbers.
"And?" Emily asked, about to nearly combust with impatience. She needed to hear the words, she needed to hear Alison say it.
"I'm in."
The sheer joy in Alison's eyes was unmistakable, even through the tears welling in her blue orbs. "I'm in," she repeated, this time through a disbelieving laugh as her tears slid down her cheeks. She'd passed, she'd actually done it. "I'm fucking in."
Emily herself couldn't contain the joyful laugh that ripped through her throat as she basically ran the last remaining steps separating her from the blonde, wrapping her arms tightly around Alison as the blonde jumped into her arms, wrapping her own legs around her mermaid's waist.
"I knew you would do it," Emily whispered, her lips against Alison's ear as the blonde buried her face into her neck. "I'm so proud of you, Ali."
Alison pulled back to look at her girl, her eyes shining with nothing but love and devotion and pure adoration. "I couldn't have done it without you, Em."
Emily shook her head, and she opened her mouth to say otherwise, because Alison did this herself and she ought to credit herself for that, but the words caught in her mouth when the same blonde's lips were suddenly on hers, her tongue slipping into her mouth in a way that suddenly had Emily's knees buckling.
And when Alison slid down to her feet and whispered for Emily to take them home, suddenly fast was not fast enough.
x-x-x
"Ali," Emily laughed breathlessly as Alison pushed her bedroom door shut behind them and led the swimmer towards the bed, her lips never leaving Emily's neck. The blonde had assaulted her as soon as they'd stepped inside Alison's house, and it had taken all of Emily's self control to drag them to the bedroom instead of taking her right there in the foyer. She'd been fighting Alison's wandering hands since they'd gotten into the car at school – she had barely remembered to text the girls with the good news before Alison's hands wandered dangerously close to the zipper in her jeans and she'd been forced to take off before they were caught doing something in the parking lot way too inappropriate for school grounds.
"Babe, slow down." the brunette pleaded through a groan as Alison's teeth dragged across her pulse. Emily knew she would probably have a mark there later but Jesus – the feeling of the blonde's tongue soothing the battered skin was more than worth it. She mustered up all the control she had and pulled Alison's lips from her neck, cupping her girl's face in her hands as their forehead's pressed together. "What's the rush?"
Alison's eyes fluttered open and Emily nearly gasped. The blonde's icy blue eyes had darkened to nearly twice their usual color as she looked at Emily with an almost predatory gleam. Her arms slid around Emily's waist, hands slipping under Emily's shirt finding soft, warm skin, the contrast of her slightly cooler hands making Emily shudder.
"Do you know how long it's been since I've tasted you?" Alison practically purred.
Emily moaned softly, eyes fluttering as Alison started nibbling along her jaw line. Instinctively she tilted her head, offering up her neck to the blonde's lips. "Too long," she breathed shakily in reply.
Alison smiled against Emily's skin, loving how she could affect her mermaid. She pressed a soft kiss to the corner of Emily's jaw, humming happily as she nuzzled the girl's cheek. "Mmmm, that's why."
Emily slid her hands down Alison's sides, coming to a stop at the blonde's hips where she gripped tightly to pull the girl against her. She met Alison's gaze and smiled fondly, tenderly brushing a lock of blonde hair behind Alison's ear. "We have the next four years and the rest of our lives for this now."
Alison beamed, her mermaid's words filling her with an odd mix of excitement and a sense of peace. "I love the sound of that." The thought of not getting into college with Emily had had her so worried and anxious she had barely been able to think about anything else the last few weeks. She couldn't even imagine what her future would have looked like had she been forced to part ways with her mermaid. Now with that weight taken off her shoulders she could focus on the elation she felt at imagining the next few years with Emily at her side.
The sight of Alison's smile had butterflies erupting in Emily's stomach, and the urge to kiss her, to hold her, to touch her, became so strong that she couldn't wait anymore. Emily slid a hand into Alison's hair and closed the distance between them, fusing their lips together in a heated kiss. The blonde gasped at the intensity of it, giving Emily the opportunity to slide her tongue past her girl's lips.
Alison sighed as the kiss deepened, letting Emily lead her backwards towards the bed. She felt Emily's fingers suddenly skimming along the hem of her dress and she moaned, heat pooling between her thighs.
"Em," Alison breathed, shuddering as Emily trailed her lips down her throat.
"Lift your arms up," Emily murmured against Alison's skin. She grabbed the hem of Alison's dress when the blonde complied and pulled it up and over her head, leaving her girl in matching black underwear. Her mouth went dry as her eyes raked over every inch of creamy white skin exposed to her. Alison was perfection personified; it still left her breathless to think that this beautiful blonde bombshell had chosen her. "God, you're so beautiful."
Alison smiled, feeling herself flush with happiness as Emily's eyes glossed over with lust as she looked at her. She gripped Emily's hips firmly, spinning them around so the back of Emily's legs hit the bed and she carefully pushed the brunette down onto her back, crawling over her as Emily scooted further up the mattress.
"I think you're overdressed for this party, Em." Alison teased, smirking as she straddled Emily's hips and started yanking at the brunette's shirt.
Emily complied easily, letting Alison slip the offending garment over her head as her hands went to undo her jeans. Alison yanked off her jeans with a few good pulls and threw them unceremoniously over her shoulder, crawling back over her like a predator cornering its prey. Emily reached behind her back and undid her bra, never letting her eyes stray from Alison's as she slid her bra down her arms and tossed it aside. The blonde's eyes immediately set on Emily's newly exposed flesh, yearning to taste those hardened buds against her tongue.
"You talk about me," she murmured into the brunette's ear, pressing a loving kiss just behind it before beginning her journey down the smooth skin of her neck. "But you're a fucking goddess."
Alison bit down on the spot right above Emily's collarbone, smiling into her skin when the brunette hissed above her as her tongue swirled over the same spot soothingly. Finally she cupped Emily's breasts in her hands, flicking her thumbs over the straining nipples, watching as Emily bit her lip and muffled a groan. As her fingers teased and tweaked the brunette's left bud, Alison lowered her mouth to Emily's right breast, letting the tip of her tongue trace circles along the areola.
"So fucking gorgeous," Alison whispered reverently before taking Emily's nipple into her mouth.
Emily's back arched, a loud moan finally escaping her lips as she slipped a hand into Alison's golden hair, pushing the blonde harder against her chest. Alison suckled her greedily, alternating between breasts so as to lavish them with equal attention, because Alison worshipped Emily's body to no end, but if there was one part of her mermaid's body that never failed to set her own body aflame, it was Emily's perfect breasts.
"Please, Ali," Emily whimpered, hips shifting impatiently under the blonde's weight.
Alison chuckled, finally releasing Emily's breast with a rather obscene pop before kissing a trail down her mermaid's flat stomach, her tongue swirling around the brunette's bellybutton and over her hipbone before finally reaching the spot where Emily needed her most. She pulled Emily's panties off in one swift motion and sighed as Emily finally lay bare to her.
"God, I've missed this," Alison groaned, the scent of Emily's arousal overwhelming her senses as she pressed soft kisses along Emily's inner thigh.
Alison suddenly felt a hand cradle her cheek, pulling her away from between Emily's legs. The swimmer's eyes were nearly black as they met Alison's in an intense gaze.
"I want you naked," Emily commanded, but it came out more as a desperate plea.
The blonde knew Emily loved feeling Alison's bare skin against hers when they made love, and the feeling was more than mutual for her as well. Nothing satisfied her more than feeling Emily's bare body against her own, hot and writhing and amazing in the throes of passion. So it was quickly that Alison responded, reaching behind her to unlatch her bra and throw it aside, following swiftly with her own panties. She bit her lip as Emily's eyes raked over her naked body, the pleasure of seeing the lust behind her mermaid's eyes sending a shiver down her spine.
Now totally bare, two of her fingers slid through Emily's wet slit, finding her mermaid drenched for her already. "You're so wet," Alison whispered teasingly as the brunette groaned beneath her.
"Ali," Emily gasped, bucking her hips under Alison's fingers.
The blonde grinned as she circled Emily's clit lightly with her fingers, watching her mermaid writhe underneath her. Emily suddenly grasped Alison's wrist, pushing for Alison to make firmer strokes, but the blonde merely pulled away, giggling when Emily mewled in protest.
"Patience, my beautiful mermaid." Alison murmured lovingly, her hands now trailing over Emily's trembling thighs.
"Please, Ali," Emily begged, threading one of her hands into Ali's hair as the blonde started pressing kisses along Emily's chest. "I need you."
"Need me to what?" Alison breathed against the brunette's neck, her tongue swirling circles over Emily's heated skin as her fingers slid teasingly through her girl's dripping slit.
Emily whimpered as Alison dipped a single finger inside her only to pull it out just as quickly and trail her damp fingers back up the brunette's clenched abdomen. "Touch me, please. God Ali, please touch me."
Alison leaned down and kissed Emily softly, running her tongue lightly along Emily's bottom lip when the brunette tightened her fingers in her hair. "As you wish," she murmured before beginning her trail down her girl's body.
She pressed kisses down Emily's neck and over her chest, making sure to stop to lavish attention onto the brunette's breasts before continuing her path of feather light kisses down Emily's taut abdomen. Her tongue swirled along Emily's heated skin deliberately, pausing on those spots that made the brunette squirm. Eventually she took pity on her girl as she dropped one last kiss on Emily's hip before settling on her stomach between Emily's thighs.
Glancing up at Emily's face, Alison met her girl's lust-filled gaze as she finally finally ran her tongue through the brunette's wet slit. Immediately the taste of Emily's arousal assaulted her taste buds and she moaned, dipping her tongue back coating it with her girl's wetness.
"Ali," Emily moaned, her hips rising of their own accord, the feeling of Alison's warm wet tongue on her throbbing flesh too much for her to handle. She was pathetically close already, Alison's teasing having tortured her enough to push her to the brink. It was always like this when they went so long without each other; it never took long for her to come undone when she was deprived of the blonde's touch.
"God, you taste so fucking good," Alison moaned.
Ali lapped at Emily's sex hungrily, starving for her because god it had been too long. Two fingers slid into Emily's wet heat as her lips wrapped around the brunette's clit, and she had to bring her free hand to push down on Emily's stomach as her girl's hips bucked wildly beneath her. She knew it wouldn't take much; she could already feel Emily beginning to tighten around her fingers as they curled inside her, looking for that one special spot the blonde knew so well.
"Oh God."
There we go. Alison smiled into Emily's flesh. The blonde plunged her fingers into Emily's throbbing entrance as the air was filled with Emily's familiar string of "ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod," her hips moving in tandem with Alison's head as Ali mercilessly ravaged her aching center with her tongue. There was one more thing she wanted to hear, one more thing she needed Emily to scream before finally letting her tip over the edge.
"Fuck, Ali."
Alison grinned.
It was such a rare occurrence to see and hear Emily curse, whereas the blonde was much more crass with her word choice in comparison. Most of her cursing was done in bed, and it was such a fucking turn on to hear her scream profanities that Alison honestly believed she could come from the sound of it alone.
The faint sound of a door slamming in the distance somehow permeated through Alison's senses, causing her to pull her mouth away from Emily as she turned her head to listen for any other noises, her fingers still absently pumping into the brunette. Anyone might call her paranoid, but her family wasn't supposed to be back for at least another day, and if there was someone in her house Alison needed to know who it was.
"Did you hear that?" she asked Emily, but she was quick to realize her mistake as her girl slid a hand into her blonde hair, guiding her back to her wet sex. Of course Emily wouldn't have heard anything, no one in their right mind would pay attention to any outside noise while they were at the brink of an orgasm, and a mind-blowing one if the sounds she was currently making were anything to go by.
Alison chuckled at her girl's insistence, wasting no time in plunging her tongue back into her mermaid. Emily tightened her fingers in Alison's hair, fueling the blonde even further as she ravaged her girl with her tongue. It was about a minute later, when Emily's moans turned to high pitched squeals, that Alison gave a particularly hard, well placed thrust of her fingers as she nipped at Emily's clit, that tiny bit of pain being exactly what the brunette needed to tip her over the edge.
Emily gasped, her hips freezing in the air mid roll as sparks shot off behind her eyelids. Alison watched in awe as the beautiful brunette shuddered and jerked through her pleasure, the sight sending a fresh wave of arousal straight between Alison's legs.
Eventually Emily seemed to begin to settle as her orgasm calmed, but Alison's fingers didn't let up. If anything the blonde continued her thrusting with renewed vigor as Emily's hips began to buck against her hand.
"Alison," Emily whimpered, the stimulation against her sensitive, engorged clit almost too much to bear. "Please – I – I can't –"
Alison grinned, slinking her way up Emily's body to meet their lips, her fingers thrusting mercilessly into her mermaid's throbbing heat.
"You can go again," the blonde goaded huskily, their foreheads pressing together as their lips met and withdrew in chaste kisses. "Come on, baby. That's it. Fuck, you feel so good on my fingers, Em."
Emily panted harshly against Alison's mouth, their gazes never breaking as the blonde pushed her closer and closer to her second release. Amazingly Emily could already feel her stomach coiling with her impending orgasm, Alison's fingers hitting all the right spots to push her over the edge to mind numbing pleasure.
"Come for me, gorgeous." Alison whispered.
The result was instantaneous. The fingers in Alison's hair tightened painfully, making the blonde hiss as Emily's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth dropping open, a strangled sob choking from her throat as her back arched. Emily's walls tightened around Alison's fingers to the point where Alison could barely move them inside of her as Emily's hips bucked wildly.
Alison watched, completely entranced, as her mermaid came down from her high, sinking down into the mattress with an exhausted sigh. She slid her fingers out of Emily carefully, noticing with a smile how the brunette twitched and groaned at the loss, and settled comfortably over her girl with her head nestled into the brunette's neck as she waited for Emily to gather herself.
"Fuck," Emily reiterated breathlessly, arm flung haphazardly over her eyes as the other wrapped weakly around Alison's waist.
Alison laughed, pulling Emily's arm off her face as she tilted her girl's chin and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. "How was that?"
"I think you broke me," Emily answered with a chuckle. Her limbs were still tingling and she was half convinced she was going to be walking funny for at least a month. She sought out Alison's lips again, humming in content as she felt the blonde slide a hand into her hair. "I love you."
"You are so gorgeous when you come," Alison breathed against Emily's lips, smirking when Emily blushed and hid her face in her blonde hair. "I love you, baby."
They spent a few minutes in comfortable silence, Alison pressing soothing kisses to Emily's face and neck as Emily's body finally calmed altogether.
Finally Emily sighed and Alison propped her chin on the brunette's chest, a playful grin curving her lips. Emily laughed at the adorable look on the blonde's face, gently brushing Alison's hair back and lifting her head to kiss her forehead.
"You are way too beautiful," Emily murmured against Alison's skin.
"I would say tell me more, but I know you'll take it literally and I won't get you to shut up. And after that little display I really need you to get me off."
Emily laughed, a full blown belly laugh that rattled Alison's body gently as the blonde sat up on her lap. The words should sound offensive but they're just about anything but. It was the way Alison spoke, the teasing twinkle in her eye, the coy tilt of her head, blonde hair cascading around her like a golden halo. And that smile – God, that god forsaken smirk of hers that half of Emily found adorable and the other half just wanted to yank at her hair because no one person should be this fucking beautiful. Yet Alison was – absolutely, heartbreakingly stunning, the kind of beauty that brought grown men to their knees, turned women and gay men alike.
Emily had yet to meet a single person that hadn't been completely entranced by all that was Alison Dilaurentis, and somehow this bombshell of a woman had given her her heart, and Jesus Christ if it wasn't the most incredible treasure Emily would ever possess.
"Em," Alison whispered, leaning down and pressing a kiss on the tip of Emily's nose. "Come back to me, you dork."
Emily giggled, brushing back Alison's hair with both hands as the blonde kissed her softly. "Sorry. If I couldn't say it, I had to think it at least."
Alison chuckled, shaking her head in mock disapproval though her eyes shone with glee. She secretly loved it when Emily would start gushing about her. "You're incorrigible."
Emily laughed softly, her chuckles cut short when Alison suddenly leaned down and kissed her, the feeling of their bare breasts pressing against each other making both girls groan. Emily was quick to wrap her arms around the blonde's waist, and planting her foot flat on the bed as leverage, rolled them over carefully to hover over Alison.
"Your turn," she whispered into Alison's ear.
Alison whimpered, her nails digging into Emily's back as Emily dropped an onslaught of heated kisses down her neck, her teeth and tongue focusing on the spots she knew made Alison's toes curl.
Emily had taken to learning Alison's body like a way of life. Finding every sensitive nook and cranny on Ali's skin had become her fixation over the months in their relationship. Alison whimpering or moaning or breathing Emily's name in pleasure would send a wave of satisfaction through Emily almost as strong as the pleasure she bestowed upon her girl. After seven months Emily could safely say she knew Alison's body like the back of her own hand, so Alison's reaction when Emily finally reached her breasts, one of the most sensitive spots on the blonde's body, was absolutely no surprise.
"Fuck yesss," Alison hissed loudly when Emily's lips clamped down on one of her nipples.
Emily suckled her greedily, alternating between flicking her tongue and scraping her teeth over the tip of her nipple as her hand fondled the blonde's neglected breast. Alison shoved a hand into Emily's brown locks and held her against her chest, arching her back as she pushed more of her breast into Emily's mouth. Emily released her nipple with a soft pop, moving to lavish the other breast with the same attention.
"Don't tease me," Alison whimpered. She slid one of her hands between their bodies to try and touch her mermaid again, but Emily instantly pulled away and gripped Ali's hands.
"No," Emily said firmly, pinning the blonde's wrists above her head even as Alison pouted. "You had your turn. This is for you."
"I need you, Em." the blonde pleaded softly, her eyes clouded with lust as she stared into Emily's warm brown orbs. "Please."
Emily smirked, slinking down Alison's body, dragging her nails down the blonde's stomach, pulling a pleasurable hiss from Ali's lips. Alison arched her back as Emily settled between her trembling thighs, whimpering as she felt the brunette's mouth hovering over her mound.
Emily trailed a finger through Alison's sex, circling her clit lightly with the pad of her finger before dragging it down to tease her entrance. "Jesus, Ali, you're soaked."
Alison whimpered, bucking her hips against Emily's hand, seeking the friction her body craved. "Fucking touch me, Em, please."
As much as Emily loved hearing her girl beg, she figured Alison had waited enough. Without taking her eyes off Ali's face, she slowly slid two fingers into the blonde's entrance, biting back her own groan as Alison mewled and squirmed beneath her. Emily grinned as she pulled her fingers back in the same torturously slow way she slipped them in before slamming them back in as far as they would go.
"Fuck," Alison threw her head back, moving her hips in tandem with Emily's fingers as they slammed into her mercilessly. "Baby – oh my god."
Keeping up the hard, breakneck pace with her fingers and using her hips to push even harder into her, Emily leaned back over Ali, her lips latching on to the blonde's neck. The brunette smiled when she felt Ali tangle her fingers in her brown hair as the blonde panted into her ear, her moans music to Emily's ears.
Alison gave a particularly hard thrust of her hips into Emily's hand, making Emily bite down on her neck harshly in retaliation. When she felt Ali wrapping her legs around her hips, Emily shifted her weight to one side and angled her hand so her palm would skid along Alison's clit with each thrust, earning herself a groan of approval from the blonde below her.
"Yes, baby," Alison moaned. "Oh my – yes, yes, yes, right there –"
It only took a few more minutes, but Emily finally started to feel Alison's walls tightening around her fingers. She pulled away from Ali's neck and met their lips in a heated kiss, moaning when Alison instantly thrust her tongue into her mouth. Emily started curling her fingers, suddenly making Alison wrench her lips away from their kiss and nearly sob her pleasure.
"Don't stop," Ali panted against Emily's lips. "God, I'm so close – please don't stop."
Emily smiled and jerked back suddenly, quickly scooting down Alison's body and finally wrapping her lips around Alison's clit, sucking harshly.
"Oh!"
Emily grinned as Alison's thighs clamped around her head and the blonde slid a hand back into her hair, her go to move when she was close. The brunette glanced up at Ali, watching as Alison's chest heaved with every swipe of her tongue against the blonde's wet sex.
"Baby, please," Alison pleaded, her hips bucking rhythmically against Emily's face. "I have to – I-I'm gonna –"
Figuring she'd teased the blonde enough, Emily slowly slid two fingers into the blonde's wet heat, curling them to find the familiar rough patch that sent Alison reeling as her lips wrapped around Ali's clit. It only took a few more pumps of her fingers and one hard lick against the blonde's clit for Alison to finally tip over the edge.
Alison screamed Emily's name as her orgasm washed over her, her fingers tightening in Emily's hair as her thighs shook around the brunette's head. Her hips bucked wildly as Emily's hand moved to the blonde's clit, rolling the engorged nub between her fingers, keeping Alison's orgasm going for as long as possible as her tongue lapped at Ali's wet flesh soothingly.
The blonde's body finally sagged into the mattress, and for several long moments the only sound in the room was the sound of Alison's pants as she caught her breath. Emily kissed a soft trail up her body until she reached Alison's lips, kissing the trembling girl deeply before settling comfortably on the blonde's chest.
"My fucking god, Em," Alison gasped. Her entire body was still tingling – Jesus Christ, that was probably the best orgasm of her entire life.
Emily chuckled, pressing a soft kiss over Alison's heart. "You okay, Ali?"
"I'll let you know when I can feel my legs again," Ali replied only half joking, chuckling when Emily started laughing into her neck. She brushed her fingers through Emily's soft brown tresses and kissed her forehead deeply, lovingly. "I love you so much, my beautiful mermaid."
Emily smiled into the blonde's neck, pressing a soft kiss on Alison's pulse point as her fingers traced absent patterns along the blonde's collarbone. "I love you, sweetheart."
They spent a few minutes in silence, exchanging gentle touches and soft, chase kisses in the peaceful quiet of the afternoon, though after a while Emily became aware of Alison continuously swallowing thickly and clearing her throat beneath her.
"You sure you're okay?" Emily asked, a teasing smile on her lips as she peered up at Ali curiously.
"My throat is actually sore," Alison laughed, swallowing thickly, the dryness in her throat giving her a faint urge to cough.
Emily giggled, pressing another gentle kiss to the hollow of Alison's throat. "You were really loud, actually." The blonde always tended to be vocal during their lovemaking, and not that Emily would ever admit this out loud, but hearing her moans and cries of pleasure turned her on like nothing else.
"Mmmm, I couldn't help it," Alison purred as she nuzzled Emily's hair. Her nails dragged along Emily's spine, scratching lightly, making the brunette in her arms shudder. "That was amazing, baby."
The buzzing of Emily's phone broke their peaceful moment. Alison groaned in complaint as Emily rolled away from her to grab her phone from the bedside table.
"Don't," Alison whined, pouting at having her blissful moment cut short.
Emily chuckled, turning back to kiss Alison's pout away as she blindly reached for her phone. "It could be my mom, give me a sec." The last thing she wanted was to miss a call from her mom and have Pam Fields come over personally to see what was keeping her busy. Though with a glance at the caller ID, she found it was someone much more inconvenient interrupting her and Alison's private time. "It's Hanna."
Alison rolled her eyes, waving her hand in the universal 'go ahead' motion. "She won't stop calling until you answer."
Emily answered the call and hit the speakerphone button, placing the phone on the bed beside them as she settled back on Alison's chest, the blonde's fingers diving back into Emily's locks. "Hey, Han."
"Oh, good! See, Spence? Alison didn't fuck her to death after all."
"What?" Emily sputtered as Alison snorted.
"It sounded like someone was killing you in there, Em. You guys might wanna make sure to lock the front door next time."
"And close your windows!" they heard Spencer yell from the distance.
"I told you I'd heard something," Alison muttered into Emily's ear before turning to the phone with a scowl. "What the hell were you doing in my house anyway?"
Hanna snorted. "If you must know, I went over to get you guys because we're doing an unprompted celebration at Spencer's."
"Impromptu, Hanna." Emily corrected, rolling her eyes even as she smiled as she felt Alison muffling her chuckles against her hair.
"Potayto, potahto. The point is, we're all finally leaving this town in three months and that deserves some fucking celebrating."
"Sure, sounds like fun." Emily replied easily.
Hanna whooped in excitement. "Alright, one down, one to go. Ali?"
Emily smiled at the blonde expectantly, her big brown eyes giving her the same puppy-dog look that always made her insides turn to ooze. God, she was so whipped.
"Yeah, I'm down." Alison finally answered, kissing Emily's forehead lovingly when the brunette's smile widened. "There'd better be booze there, Marin, or I'll kick your sorry ass."
Hanna scoffed, and Alison could just imagine her rolling her eyes. "Please, it's like you don't know me at all."
The blonde grinned, happy to have a relatively decent relationship with her old friend again. She and Hanna had a lot more in common than they had originally realized – back in their younger years their friendship had been more of a leader/mentor type of dynamic, giving them little space to actually explore their common interests. Despite their rocky history, they had managed to form a slightly hesitant friendship over the past few months, one that Emily couldn't be happier about.
"Alright, we'll be there soon." Emily said, though she only snuggled further into her girlfriend's embrace.
"Be here at six," Hanna commanded. "If you're not here on time, so help me I will go over there personally and drag your naked asses over here myself. I don't care how many different ways you're defiling each other."
"Goodbye, Hanna." Alison replied in an exaggeratingly sweet voice before hanging up. She threw Emily's phone to the foot of the bed and turned to her girl with a pout. "She's annoying."
Emily chuckled, running her thumb gently over Alison's pouting lower lip. "Why are you pouting? We always have fun with the girls."
Alison kissed the pad of Emily's thumb, her hand diving back into Emily's lustrous brown locks to continue her earlier ministrations. "Because they're taking away my naked time with you."
"I think we'll have more than enough time to make up for lost time," Emily answered with a teasing grin. "Besides," She glanced over her shoulder quickly to check the time. "We still have two hours until we have to be at Spencer's."
Alison raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a sultry smirk. "And what may you be suggesting?"
The brunette wagged her eyebrows, her brown eyes twinkling with playfulness as she spread Alison's thighs and settled in between. "Two hours is a long time, don't you think?" She kissed the blonde briefly, tugging on Alison's bottom lip with her teeth as she pulled away to whisper. "Besides, I think I still owe you one from earlier if my calculations are correct."
Alison smiled, her arms wrapping around Emily's neck as her legs wrapped around her girl's waist, both girls moaning as their heated mounds rubbed against each other.
"Well I guess we'd better settle that score," Alison hissed, her back arching as Emily's mouth wrapped around one of her nipples.
And settle it they did.
x-x-x
"Alright, alright, alright," Spencer spoke loudly over the other girls' laughter, standing in the middle of the living room with her champagne flute held above her. "What are we toasting?"
Alison and Emily had made it over to Spencer's right as the clock struck six to find the other three girls popping bottles of champagne Spencer had stolen from her mom's wine cellar, claiming that her mom wouldn't notice.
"That Ali and Emily stopped defiling each other long enough to make it over here?" Hanna offered, earning a pillow to the head courtesy of Emily.
"Fuck you," Alison replied through a laugh from where she sat on Emily's lap, squeezing Emily's shoulder briefly to let her know she didn't really mean it.
Hanna grinned playfully, raising her hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. Then – for the death of A? No offense, Ali."
"Jeez, Han," Aria spoke, her eyebrows raised in surprise. "Morbid, much?"
Alison waved her hand dismissively, having already come to terms with the identity and death of her brother Charles. Still, Emily pressed a kiss to her temple, offering the same support she'd given throughout the entire A/Charles ordeal.
"Okay, I'll do the toast then," Spencer chimed in, shaking her head in amusement as Hanna rolled her eyes. She raised her glass slightly, the other four girls doing the same. "To the next four years – may we get the hell away from Rosewood as soon as possible."
The girls laughed and cheered, lifting their glasses high above their heads.
"New York City, baby!" Hanna hailed, clinking glasses with Spencer before downing half of her glass in one gulp.
"Georgia!" Aria grinned.
"Never thought I'd say this, but thank God for Oxford," Spencer shouted, throwing her head back and seemingly shouting to the heavens.
Alison smiled, turning to Emily. "Here's to Cali, baby."
Emily kissed her heatedly, just the thought of spending the next four years with Alison setting her body aflame with want. She smiled against the blonde's lips, pulling away just enough to whisper.
"Cheers."