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Emily

Her mind was filled with images and sensations; blonde and blue, the feel of skin, a warmth surrounding her fingers, a slightly tangy taste on her tongue. She could feel her consciousness slowly seeping back. Some of the dream-like images were slipping away, but a few of them still seemed to be there, making her mind hazier. She could still smell that gorgeous scent that filled her dream. The soft skin was still pressed against her own. She could feel fingers softly caressing her stomach. She was aware of a warm wetness on her neck, running up and down, covering her ear. Please don't wake up. Pease don't wake up. Just take advantage of this brilliant dream. Emily let out a groan as she began moving her hands around the imaginary body on top of her. Suddenly she felt her nipple being sucked gently and a very real ripple of pleasure jolted her body, causing her eyes to shoot open, seeing a blonde head of hair hovering over her chest in the moonlight.

Naomi seemed to sense Emily's awakening, turning her eyes towards her face. She focused on blue shining back at her, making her heart swell in her chest. Naomi trailed her lips up Emily's chest, running her tongue along her neck, pulling back to look into her eyes.

"Hi, there." Her voice was still sleepy and Emily smiled at the fact that she got to hear it like that.

"I must admit, this is probably one of the best ways to wake up in the history of the world." She still felt Naomi's hands roaming over her body as the blonde grinned widely.

"Well you've been asleep for an hour or so…I think. It was too long, either way." She began to suck on Emily's pulse point, causing Emily's breath to become ragged. She felt wetness gather between her legs as Naomi palmed her breasts.

"Mmm…you know, you were the one who fell asleep first…ugh…" Emily couldn't help release a groan as Naomi had raised her soft thigh rubbing against her core as she nibbled on the area just below her ear.

Naomi was still placing kisses along Emily's neck as she responded, so that Emily could feel the breath mixed with her soft wet tongue. "You did sort of tire me out. What is your excuse?"

Emily giggled lightly, before it turned into a gasp. Naomi had cupped her heat through her still present underwear. "And why are these still here?" Naomi gently pulled off the offending item, slowly trailing her finger tips back up from her ankle to the inside of her knees, leaving a trail of fire on the front of her thighs. Emily had been running her hands up and down Naomi's back, until she suddenly pulled on the back of her neck, needing to taste her lips immediately.

Emily began thinking of the night before as she enjoyed the feeling of Naomi's tongue on her own, the way Naomi writhed beneath her hands, the way she tasted, the look in her eyes as she came undone. It made her center flood, just thinking of getting to do all of that again. As Naomi brought her thigh up once more, Emily couldn't suppress a moan as she felt it rub directly against her suddenly swollen clit.

She looked up to meet Naomi's eyes, noticing that she was suddenly looking a little shy, biting her lip. She laid her body flush on top of Emily's, pressing their breasts together. Emily decided it was one of her new favorite sensations. "I've never done this before." It was barely more than a whisper. Naomi's confidence from seconds before seemed to dissipate. "And you are just…you are so fucking…fucking amazing. I want it to be perfect…" Though her eyes were blazing, she looked so scared; it broke Emily's heart a little. She had almost forgot that it shouldn't be so easy. That, even though it all felt so natural, this was still the first night they were together.

Emily grabbed Naomi's hand gently and guided it down between her own legs, letting her feel her wetness. Naomi gasped with surprise. "This is what you are doing to me, just touching me. Just feel it. Do what comes naturally. I don't have any doubt that I will be completely at your mercy in a matter of seconds. And if you're not ready, that's okay too." She couldn't keep her voice from becoming increasingly husky as she finished the sentence, just imagining Naomi taking her over, but preparing herself for Naomi to remove her hand and say she wasn't ready. She would understand.

The fear on Naomi's face was replaced, not by a smirk, or ravenous lust, but by what appeared to be amazement. Their breathing became more uneven, as Naomi seemed to try to explore every inch of Emily with her fingers, holding her gaze. She brushed Emily's clit causing the redhead to let out a light whimper. Naomi pressed their lips together, before pulling back, foreheads touching, staring into Emily's eyes. She continued to slowly circle her tiny nub and Emily thought she was going to spiral into the sky. Naomi was so gentle but so intense, and she felt that the world was slowly dissolving. Everything around her seemed to become blurry. All she was able to focus on was the girl on top of her, and the sensations she was arousing. She had never been more aware of every atom in her body before. Every place that Naomi's skin was touching her own seemed to be burning, and between her legs seemed to be where it began. Suddenly, Naomi slipped a finger into her, sending Emily's hands immediately to Naomi's hips. She gripped tightly, feeling as if she had never held something more real; feeling like, if she didn't hold on to her, she would plummet into darkness.

Naomi added another finger and picked up speed, entering her over and over again, causing Emily to grind against her hand. "Shiiiiit…" Emily's voice continued the word into a moan as Naomi brushed the base of her hand against her clit. She watched blue eyes take her in, as her soft pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. Suddenly she had to taste that tongue; had to feel Naomi everywhere. She brought Naomi's mouth to her own, thrusting her tongue into it, in rhythm with Naomi's hand. They both let out a moan into each other's mouth and everything became suddenly frenzied. Without thinking she reached her own hand between Naomi's legs, feeling her soaking wet heat, and pushed two fingers inside of her abruptly. She had slipped Naomi off of her, so that they were both lying on their sides, facing each other, rocking into one another vigorously. Naomi let out a strangled cry of pleasure, spurring them both on, as Emily gripped her back and pulled them towards each other, as close as possible.

They were in complete sync as Emily felt them become one giant wave of desire. They pounded into one another continuously and, as she felt herself begin to reach new heights, she could feel Naomi tightening around her own fingers, which seemed to intensify everything. They found each other's mouths once again, their tongues dueling in time with their bodies, until Emily had to come up for a breath to release a guttural moan. She heard Naomi's voice near her ear at the same time.

"Fuck, Emily! Shit, shit, shit, fuuuuuck!" As they both tumbled over the edge, they still slowly moved their hands, riding it out, until they lay there, still and silent. Emily felt like they were floating, as they each opened their eyes to find each other. She felt herself smile lightly, her brain just registering, for the second time tonight, Naomi's tendency to curse vocally every time she came. As Naomi slowly pulled her fingers out, Emily did the same, causing them both to spasm lightly. Emily brought her arm around Naomi's waist as Naomi brought her leg up to wrap it around Emily's. Emily fit her thigh between Naomi's own, placing it firmly against her now soaking core, causing Naomi to sigh loudly as she released a shudder. They lay there, Emily's head tucked underneath Naomi's chin, as their breathing evened out and they fell into slumber once more, Emily's body still buzzing lightly.


Emily's eyes slowly opened as she breathed in deeply, the scent of Naomi's skin seeming to fill her completely. She could feel the girl's steady breath, her head still pressed into the blonde's chest. Their limbs were tangled together, but it felt more like they were puzzle pieces. She wasn't uncomfortable, but felt completely safe here. She had tried; legitimately tried to take things slow with Naomi. She had planned on a goodnight kiss, maybe a little more, but that was it. She definitely did not expect this. This soul shifting thing she was currently wrapped up in; drowning in.

Reluctantly, she gently untangled herself from Naomi, her throat suddenly aching for water. As she stood, she turned to watch Naomi letting out a light sigh in her sleep. The sheet was only covering the lower half of her body; the moonlight shining off of her perfect breasts as she rolled over onto her back, opening her arms fully to the ceiling, her blonde hair becoming slightly blue in the light, looking almost like it was glowing, as it cascaded over her face. Emily's heart ached at how beautiful she found her at that moment.

She grabbed a shirt that was lying on the floor, throwing it over herself, as she padded toward the kitchen, filling a glass of water. She slowly walked around the floor aimlessly for a moment, trying to think as the water soothed her throat. She caught sight of the tiny elephant sitting on the counter. As she picked it up, she felt a huge grin take over her face. This is exactly the reason you lost self control. She shook her head lightly, annoyed at her inability to control her thoughts. She had expected Naomi to show up, maybe bringing a flower or something. Instead she brought this adorable reminder that Naomi was different from anyone she had ever met. It made it so difficult to take things slow.

She wasn't sure why she couldn't accept it. If a younger Emily had been in this situation, she would have let herself be taken over by this thing that was happening. She would have fallen into this feeling; this girl; this perfect night that, though probably rushed, was exactly what it should be.

But she wasn't like she used to be. She didn't trust the world like she used to. She didn't expect anything to work out like it should, even if it seemed like everything was perfect. She knew her emotions were becoming stronger every time she saw Naomi and she could feel her becoming a constant part of her thoughts.

Okay, this isn't a big deal. This is actually a good thing. A wonderful thing. A beautiful, sexy, gorgeous thing. That is in my bed right now. I should go back to the bed actually…no, wait. Focus. We just need to slow things. Don't get carried away…But…love. It feels like love.

Shit.

Where the hell did that come from? Since when?

No, no, no, no…

Emily shot straight up from the couch that she found herself sitting on. Her heart began beating rapidly, as she became lightheaded. She breathed deeply a few times, trying to calm herself. How could she love her? She felt like she was talking to a seventeen-year-old version of herself. She couldn't love her. She hadn't known her long enough. And she wasn't completely positive about what she should use as the exact definition of love, but she was certain it should involve some time. More time than this.

But look what I have. We click, better than with anyone I have ever met. Instantly. She makes me laugh. She's smart and funny. She gets me. Our personalities just fit together, perfectly. She's passionate. She makes me feel safe and calm, but like I might burst out of my skin at the same moment. She's feels like pure energy to me, suddenly fueling everything, pulling me in, pushing me forward. It's like we are hurtling toward each other and when we connect…we set the world on fire.

"Stop." Emily scolded herself as she rolled her eyes at her inner monologue. She always had a tendency to become overzealous and dramatic when her thoughts mingled with her emotions. She tried to refocus on more realistic aspects of the situation. But still, all she could feel was Naomi. She was real to Emily, as well as this amazing fantasy.

She decided then. She wasn't going to fight it. But she wasn't going to become a teenager again just because her emotions were running high. But she knew she had to tell her. She always had to. She could never keep things like this inside for very long. They always made their way out at inappropriate times if she did. Usually when she was hammered or feeling insecure. She didn't want that. She would tell her, but then she would have to slow things, starting tomorrow. She didn't want this to go wrong because they rushed. Hopefully it wasn't too late for that.

She slowly made her way back to the door, hearing a shuffling in the direction of the bed. She heard a light whimpering coming from Naomi, as she watched her curl into a ball. It looked like she was having a slightly unpleasant dream, but soon all was quiet once more, though her face still held a frown. She shed the shirt she was wearing and eased herself back in bed. Naomi automatically opened her arms allowing Emily to slip comfortably into them, her frown disappearing. She hugged herself to the blonde, feeling her soft skin everywhere. She lightly kissed her forehead, then her eye lid, and continued down to her jaw and her chest. She heard Naomi stir and let out a soft sigh. As Emily ran her hands gently down Naomi's neck, she lightly grazed her breast. She continued to feel it in her hand, relishing the sensation of her nipple pebbling beneath her palm. She could never get enough of it. She gently squeezed, eliciting another sigh from the beautiful creature next to her.

She slowly latched her lips onto the creamy white skin of her neck, running her tongue over all of it, tasting it. She wanted to feel everything. She began kissing her shoulder, down her arm, finally reaching her hands. She kissed her knuckles, the tips of her fingers, the palm of her hand, before travelling to the other arm and repeating. She made her way back to Naomi's beautiful chest and circled each of her buds with her tongue, before fully tasting them, gently at first. Soon she began to suck at them more adamantly, as she let her hands roam further south, reaching behind her and gently squeezing her ass. Her body was positioned, stomach down, in between Naomi's long legs, laying her torso fully onto her, feeling the heat pressing into her stomach, as she let her tongue trail over Naomi's ribs, bringing her hands up to her breasts, not wanting to leave them alone just yet. Naomi's breath was becoming labored, but the only real signs of movement were the heaving of her chest and the repeated extension of her fingers. She kept spreading her fingers out fully before balling them into fists, gripping the sheets, and extending them once more, repeating the process. That was, until Emily reached her belly button, and she felt Naomi's hands in her hair, running her fingers through it. Emily gently tipped her head into the fingers caressing it before she continued her descent.

She moved to her hips, pressing her lips and tongue fully onto each of her hip bones, which, for some reason, caused Naomi to let out a deep sigh. She kissed down her thighs, almost tempted to stop by the inviting scent of Naomi's arousal. But she continued on, finding new freckles and scars as she went; discovering new and different reactions she could cause. She spent a few minutes on Naomi's knees, enjoying feeling Naomi's body shudder as she kissed the inside of them. She would have to remember that one. When she was done exploring the entire expanse of skin in front of her, she slowly made her way back up towards Naomi's face. Looking into her eyes, she was momentary breathless, finding complete adoration there. She smiled back, sure that the same look was in her own eyes, as she leaned down to kiss her. It was so slow and tender, she could barely pull herself out of it, but she remembered her goal, and she slowly moved back down Naomi's body, settling herself between her legs. She ran her finger tips up and down her soft thighs and then did the same with her tongue. Naomi's body had been steadily shivering the entire time she was touching her, and it had been growing in intensity. Finally, unable to take it anymore, she dipped her tongue in for a taste. Naomi immediately thrust her hips forward, bringing her delicious scent closer to Emily. She slowly ran her tongue through her soaking wet folds, lapping her up, unable to get enough, taking note of all the things that seemed to bring forth noises of pleasure from Naomi's lips.

She suddenly thrust her tongue into Naomi's opening, smiling as she heard the first 'fuck' she had heard since she began. She plunged into her over and over, becoming completely wrapped up in everything she was doing, before moving to her clit and flicking it repeatedly. Naomi's thighs began to shake and Emily became frenzied again, unable to stop herself. She wanted to put her mouth everywhere at once, and she felt like she was. She wanted to cover her completely; devour her whole. It was suddenly the most important thing in the world. She held one of her hips down as she slid two fingers into her, sucking on her clit as she thrust into her, curling her fingers. Naomi's hands were in her hair once again, pulling her face closer to her with every thrust, screaming and writhing underneath her, until suddenly she felt her shake violently, her fingers and tongue becoming soaked as she heard Naomi let out a loud moan, and then the most beautiful sound sighed through the air.

"I love you."

Naomi's body continued to shake for a few seconds, as Emily slid back up towards her face, finding the blue eyes she was searching for. She looked into them, hoping against hope that they held the truth of what she just heard.

"You are fucking…you are just…I can't even…" She shook her blonde head from side to side slowly, seeming to try to stabilize herself in reality once more. Suddenly, her eyes popped open and she looked up into Emily's eyes. Emily figured she probably just realized what she had said. Please don't regret it. Please don't take it back. They just stared at each other, Naomi's eyes going from slightly fearful, to searching. She suddenly had to speak. It was almost a whisper, but she knew she could hear her.

"I do too, you know? Love you. I don't know how, but…I've never felt anything so…so much. So..everywhere. I feel you in my legs; in my fingers; in my…in my everything." God, stop talking. You sound like such an idiot. Naomi continued to stare at her and Emily became worried. "I understand if you just said that in the heat of the moment…but I do…and I needed you to know. I…I'm sorry if I…" She was cut off by Naomi's mouth on her own.

And they fell into the sheets again, happily drowning in each other once more, temporarily putting off whatever tomorrow might bring.