Hello. Sorry for the delay in updating, I've not left work in days! Merry Christmas to all, incase I don't have chance to update again. I hope you're enjoying reading this, review if you can because it really does make my day. Anyway sorry for any mistakes, and its gets a little smutty towards the end :P
Wishing you all a happy and healthy 2011.
Laura x
Naomi's POV
I stretched into my girlfriend whom was curled up in my arms.
It took a couple of seconds for last nights events to fill my mind. Apart from my gorgeous naked girl snoring against my chest, the first thing my mind grabbed was an image of Katie pushed up against Effy, tongues colliding. Should I tell Em? When she awoke sober? It wasn't really my place. But I couldn't' hide things from her, lies had nearly destroyed us, and I wasn't naive enough to think that nothing could ever take her from me again.
A distant buzzing dragged me out of my thoughts. I looked the bedside table, my phone sat silent and still, it must be Emz's, it would wake her if I didn't find it. I took seconds to find her purse from last night, it was sticky, covered in dried up drinks.
Mum calling. Jenna great. I moved out onto the landing. Em should work more of the narcotics out of her system before she attempted to take on the day.
"Hello"
Silence.
"Hello Jenna." I forced myself.
"Hello Naomi, I'd like to speak to my daughter."
"Which one?" I said it before thinking; Jenna wasn't a big fan of sarcasm, I don't suppose chuckling to myself really was appropriate either. Well the woman hated me; I only made the effort for Em. I realised she'd not responded, I would imagine she was turning an interesting colour.
"she's sleeping, I can get her to call you back."
"Its half twelve." She sounded shocked, I suppressed another giggle. It had been a long night; somehow I don't think mama Fitch would appreciate a tale of Emily's escapades last night.
"It's Sunday." I shot back, defending our need for a lie in. The last thing I want Jenna Fitch to believe is that the manipulative whore that was Naomi Campbell was allowing her innocent daughter to waste her life in bed.
I heard noises from downstairs. Praying it was Katie. "I think Katie's up, I'll get her if you like." The older woman huffed over the phone.
"If that's the best you can do." I think she was trying to insult me, but only succeeded in insulting her other daughter. I was glad she was talking to me. Katie didn't need that. Shit, when did I start protecting Katie fucking Fitch?
I strolled into our kitchen, finding all of my friends cackling.
I passed the phone over to Katie.
"Jenna." I motioned. Katie's eyes sunk into mine. She looked guilty. I think I just killed the mood, Effy eyed me up.
"Morning mum."
I could here Jenna shrill tones. Let Katie deal with her.
Effy was making breakfast, full English If I wasn't mistaken.
"Any of that going spare?"
"Yes, I've made you and the missus enough. How is emz?" the typical knowing smirk graced her lips.
"Sleeping, I'll go wake her for food; if she misses bacon I'll suffer."
"Mum, for fucks sake we'll come okay. And by we I mean the four of us." Katie paused, absorbing Jenna's reply "I don't care how many seats we have. Mum, Emily and I will be there but Naomi is coming too, so is Effy, deal with it. If you can't we'll stay home till you can."
More yapping from Jenna.
"Mum, I know where my home is. Look enough okay, we've talked about this."
There was a pause. Along with me and Effy, Cook, JJ and panda were all captivated by the call raging in the kitchen.
"So are you still inviting Emily, Naomi, Effy and I to a family dinner?"
I'm assuming there was a yes. Katie hung up.
She walked over to the kitchen window and threw Emily's blackberry out onto the patio. She screamed in rage. I vaguely wondered if it landed on Cook's fag from yesterday.
I moved to comfort Katie, A move I wouldn't have normally made, but right now standing up to Jenna like that, she reminded me of my dozing redhead.
I needn't have bothered; Effy left her frying pan, pulling Katie into a hug. Yesterday that would have been sweet and friendly. This morning it was intimate. I smiled to myself, remembering the distinctive noises coming from my roommates. Katie was a screamer. Emily's phone was lying in pieces outside.
I was pulled back from my amusement, Jesus Christ; I was going for a Fitch family dinner. I'd bet my last pound it was today. Not only because I was in no mood to battle a Fitch bitch but because Emily would be in no fit state to get out of bed, let alone force down a truly appalling example of a Sunday roast.
I turned to go rouse Emily, I'd only left a few minutes ago but I already felt her absence leaking into me. I started up the stairs, noting I wasn't alone. My second favourite twin was hot on my heels. Before we reached the top step, she stopped me. She pulled me round to look at her, I was a step higher than her, and with my naturally superior height she was craning her neck in order to look me square in the eyes. I couldn't tell if she looked defensive or aggressive.
"You saw." I was very matter of fact. I nodded, trying to give her a supportive look, she instantly softened, I could see her whole body officially relax. Was she expecting me to be a bitch?
"Please don't tell Em." Shit, four words I would have begged not to hear.
"Don't ask me to do that."
"Please, I'll tell her, just give me time, give me time yeah?" she looked so gentle, I felt for her.
"I won't lie Katie. If she asks, I won't lie. Okay?" She nodded "If she suspects I'm lying I will throw you to the wolves Kay?" she nodded again. Her eyes were filling up, Katie doesn't cry. For the second time in five minutes I feel the need to hug Katie Fitch. More surprisingly she accepted my embrace. She sniffed back her tears.
"If you need to talk Katie, I'll listen." I placed a small kiss on her head.
She snorted, pushed me off.
"Sure lezza, thanks, now go wake Amy Winehouse, dinners at three." Her smile was almost convincing. I remember how good it felt the first time I told someone about Emily. It was like breathing after you'd been drowning.
I scowled at her.
"If she doesn't want me there why should I go?"
"Because Em will need you, because she's a bitch and needs to learn to stop being so fucking homophobic, because Effy has to come with me and She'll need you cuz mum hates her too. Kay?" all convincing reasons I guess.
"You gonna sort Emzie's phone out?"
"Yes, I'll go put it back together."
We found out later it was pretty fucked, but Katie promised to replace it.
Emily's POV
Fucking hell, it's fucking hot in here. I'd kicked off all of the covers, but the room was so stuffy. I wasn't awake, but I wasn't asleep.
I hadn't realised I was alone either. Naomi must have come back to bed, she had cold feet, they were perfect, brought my temperature back from the brink. Next night out, fewer drugs. The night a whole was blurred, I decided to leave the majority of my memories in the blurry abyss. Nai rolled on top of me; she was so cool, moving against me in all the right ways, her icy skin brushing mine.
I could feel myself snapping out of my sleepy daze, her lips touched mine, undoing all her hard work by starting a fire in my head. The second kiss I couldn't help by arch into her. Which was when I realised I was naked.
My chest met hers, I deepened our kiss and literally melted into her. My head was still swimming, still suffering from the amounts I'd consumed hours before, my limbs we're responding as I would have liked, they all felt heavy.
Naomi rolled over to one side, she lay across my side of our bed, I must have pushed myself over when she'd left.
Propping herself up on one elbow, she moved her hand over my tummy and chest, tracing the patterns the curtains were projecting. My body was reacting to her, I felt myself getting wet.
"Good morning." Her lips met mine again. I rolled from my back to face her. Nibbling on my bottom lip, whilst sliding my hand into her hair.
"right good news or bad news?" She pulled back a little, I sighed, fell back into the sheets. Perhaps a little too quickly, I felt my head rush.
"Bad news."
"We are going to Sunday dinner at your parents house."
Fuck, why, Jesus, I let another sigh drift out, I closed my eyes. The morning had started out so well.
"Good news?"
"Effy had done a fry up,"
Somehow the bad news drowned out the good news. Though I suppose it would be good to eat something substantial, as my mother cooking would be turned down at a homeless kitchen.
I was officially on a downer. I tried to stand up but the dizziness forced me back onto the bed. I sat on the edge, letting my feet find the carpet. Naomi climbed out kneeling in front of me, and other than her pants she was completely naked. I felt my mood improving a little. She pushed some of my wild hair back, trying to keep it of my face. Her lips kissed my forehead.
"I love you." I took her hands in mine, kissing each hand.
"I love you." I mirrored her words, they meant everything to me.
Dinner wouldn't be so bad, my mother was getting better, she still treated Naomi like shit, but at least these day she recognised her as being a part of my life, so it might be imperfect but at least we were moving towards acceptance.
I love food. Effy's breakfast washed the rest of the alcohol and ecstasy out of my system. Yay, I was sober, now just wait for the handover to begin. I wasn't looking forward to this afternoon's obligation. I would much prefer to take my blond back to bed. Naomi was doing her best to put me in a contented mood. She was the one who would be berated all dinner, I should be reassuring her.
Fitting seven of us round the kitchen table was fun. It was familiar like how family should be.
Katie and Effy were doing a 'one cheek on, one cheek off' thing, and Naomi was acting as my chair. It did making eating difficult but I wouldn't move for all the sausages in Lincolnshire. Eventually Naoms gave up, leaving her food and put her hands to better use winding me up.
"you gonna finish that?" I mumbled a mouth full of toast. I tried not to choke on my breakfast as Naomi's hand skirted the underside of my breast.
She dutifully pushed her plate over to me. I forgot about breakfast, her eyes caught mine. She brushed crumbs off my cheek and stretched up to kiss me.
We got a little overheated, but it had been too long since the last time I'd felt her inside of me.
"Can you not fuck my sister on the kitchen table?" It wasn't as angry as you would expect, she was being nice to us. Why the fuck was that?
My drug addled synapses began to fire; it wasn't long before I was giggling along with Naomi. I realised Cook was laughing to, I began to blush.
"What am I missing." Katie looked a little horrified and quite cunningly pushed hers and Effy's chair away from the wooden slab.
Naomi's stood up, relocating me back on my feet. I threw her a questioning look, nodding at the half eaten plate I was yet to devour. She grabbed my hand and dragged me away. I couldn't complain; I'm sure she'd make up to me.
She positioned me against the bathroom door. "stay." Her one word command was laced smut. God I love this girl. She made pyjamas sexy, she made everything sexy. She pushed the door open and threw two towels inside, they landed on the toilet. She swiftly moved against me, pushing me onto the tilled floor, kicking the door shut behind us. I pushed her back into it. I clicked the lock and moved my hand back to her body.
My mouth moved against her lips, my tongue met hers and I released a muffled moan.
Naomi's left hand travelled to the hem of my t-shirt, moving her palm over my hip, drawing me closer to her.
We moved through the bathroom, removing our clothes as we got closer to the shower. Naomi tried to turn the damn thing on without leaving me. Unfortunately it really did need attention in order to get it working correctly.
Once the hot water started flowing she was reattached to me. Her teeth scraping my skin, as her tongue soothed the red marks trailing behind.
I got lost in the moment, allowing her gentle sucking to completely drown me. I was reawakened by water running over my body. I was in completely flux, arching against the cold tiles, against the hot water running over my naked body, against her, against her mouth, against her fingers which were pushing straight for where I wanted her the most.
I'm almost sure I'm in an orgasm debt.
I used the little control I have to flip us over, slamming her into the tiles, my body had taken the chill off but I herd her shriek just a little.
I forced her mouth open, licking her tongue, she started leaning into me. Her hands fell to my waist, one straying to cup my ass, pulling me impracticably close, I had to touch her.
I pulled back a little, giving me room to work. Naoms took full advantage and moved a hand to squeeze my tit, rolling my nipple.
"Fuck, Nai." I couldn't stop the breathless moan creeping out. She knew exactly how to provoke me and if I didn't focus I'd let her take me, fuck me until I couldn't walk. But right now I wanted to feel her come, to hear it and to see it.
I removed her hand, forcing them back to the tiles.
"Stay" I commanded. Allowing my eyes to linger over hers, I stood there perfectly still, pressing against her. She was writhing beneath me, her eyes were dark and for once I was in control.
"Em, please." It wasn't like Naomi to beg, to ask for anything sexual actually. The idea of her being vocal was such a turn on. In fact the sound of her desperate voice was making me wetter.
"What? Tell me? What do you want?" I lent closer, licking the space below her ear where her head and neck met. She was definitely panting.
"kiss me." I obliged, placing a searing kiss on her mouth. I could hear her mind working, she wanted to ask for something, I parted our lips, withdrawing them millimetres, no way a safe distance.
"I want your tongue; I want it inside of me." I felt my pussy clench, my breath caught in my throat. Fuck me that was sexier than I would have imagined.
My eyes hadn't left hers, and the smile that she was now wearing reminded my of our first time, by the lake.
Naomi tasted like nothing, she was incomparable, the first time I imagined going down on her I was curious, I wondered what she would taste like. But once my tongue brushed her clit I knew I'd be addicted for the rest of my life.
I dropped down, sucking on her right nipple on my decent, I herd the noise her head made against the wall as she let it tip back. I continued to kiss and suck at her exposed body, I think I was turning into a control freak, I could feel her frenzy, But I wanted to make her come hard.
I paused briefly letting my hot breaths fall over her clit, waiting. Her whole body stiffened.
"Emily." It was all it took, one small cry; I needed her to want me. My tongue began to work against her. She tasted mind-blowing. I teased her. Changing the pattern my mouth was making, never letting her settle into a rhythm.
I raised her leg and placed it over my shoulder, giving me the leverage to deepen my assault. I felt her body quiver and I placed a supportive hand on her hip. I have vivid recollections of struggling to stand whiles Naomi was down on me. I pushed a couple of fingers inside her. She was amazingly wet, I felt a sense of pride knowing I could do this to her. Her palm laced into my hair. I stopped, my fingers remained motionless inside, and my tongue remained still.
"Emily." She was practically screaming. I felt a little guilty, but it would be worth it. Seconds later her hands slapped back to the shower wall, she understood me. The water had turned cold but it wasn't unpleasant, in fact it was probably the only thing keeping me from erupting into embers.
The moment her limbs returned to there required destination I continued my ministrations, harder and heavier than before. It took exactly seconds before she was screaming, her hips bucking against my exhausted jaw. But I didn't stop; I slowed my pace to match the movements of her body. Once still I climbed back up her, she was trembling a little.
She didn't say anything, she didn't need to. Naomi brought our lips together, wrapping herself around me. Making the most of the heat we'd created before the cold jets forced out, back into the real world.
