I don't own anything of the following; I just enjoy the pairing PAILY. This is an –AU- so please chill and relax with the story. There is no A.
WARNING THERE IS AN INTENSE MOMENT LATER ON IN THIS CHAPTER…UGH THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY
Let me know what you guys think….
Chapter 12
Spencer didn't come home for a week. It felt odd for Emily not seeing her best friend for a week.
The doorbell interrupted Emily's thoughts as she stared at her computer screen. Coffee in hand, she shuffled her way to the door. Opening it, she almost shut the door in the other girls face once she noticed who it was. "What are you doing here?"
"Is Spencer home?"
"No."
Paige held out her arm, holding a pile papers, and CDs. "I have some of her stuff. Can you make sure she gets it?"
Emily turned and left the door open. "Want to come in?"
"No, I probably shouldn't."
Emily smirked, despite the fact she knew she should stop talking to the other girl. "Now that I'm finally being polite by inviting you in, you decline?"
Emily stepped through the threshold, but remained still. "Spencer is not talking to me." Paige blurted it out.
"I know."
Paige tucked her hands into her pockets. "Why am I not surprised? She told you?"
"Sorta." said Emily as she sat down on the couch, not waiting for Paige to join.
"Did you…" said Paige as she twisted her fingers together. "Did you tell her? About us?"
"What about us?"
Paige sat down with an impatient huff. "You know what."
"Yeah, she knows." Irritated as well, Emily brushed her fingers along the arm of the sofa. "It's why Spencer's been MIA for the past week."
"She didn't seem angry when she last went by to my apartment." She spoke quietly.
"That's because she's only upset with me."
"That doesn't seem fair. I was there too."
Emily chuckled without humor. "Yeah, I remember." She glanced over at Paige, huddled in the far corner of the sofa. "Doesn't matter. I hurt her. It was more about the fact that I betrayed her than about cheating. Spencer's…a loyal person. No doubt you knew that for yourself."
She scooted closer to Emily, wanting to reassure her. "You're a loyal friend as well." She continued even though Emily snorted her objection. "No, you are. You could have taken the situation further than you actually did. God knows I wasn't going to stop you at the time."
Emily laughed out loud. "How you can be such a seductive minx one minute, and then the naïve girl the next is really extraordinary, you know that?"
Paige blushed under her twisted compliment.
Emily watched her. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone blush so quickly before."
"Emily…"
"Yes?"
Paige met her eyes. "You're wrong for me." She put it bluntly.
Emily chuckled. "I'd be the first to agree with you there."
"You're rude and arrogant and conceited and uncaring."
"You really need to come up with some new insults for me. You've used those way too much."
Her voice became thick. "Why are you doing this, Emily?"
"I'm not doing anything."
"Yes you are!" Quick fingers brushed aside angry tears. "You made me want you! And now…you obviously don't want to finish what you started."
Paige's tears angered her. She didn't know why, but they did. She didn't want to be the cause, but at the same time, she wanted someone to understand just how much she was hurting.
"I never said that."
"It's true though, isn't it? You got what you wanted. Spencer is no longer talking to me, but you won't risk whatever you have left with her to be with me."
"I'm no good for you. You said it yourself."
Paige wanted to hit her all over again. "That doesn't stop me from wanting you, damn it!"
Emily bit the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood. "I'm sorry."
That only made Paige even more frustrated. "I don't want you to be sorry! I don't!"
"Then what the fuck do you want?"
"I want you to want me!"
Emily clenched and unclenched her fists. "I can't."
Paige was breaking on the inside. Why was it so hard for her to want Emily? She had finally found someone who wanted her to be herself, and Emily was rejecting her. Emily encouraged her; she coaxed her real personality out, and now Emily wanted her to trap it inside again. "Why not?"
"I just can't."
"Why?" She pressed. "Because of what you feel like you owe Spencer? You guys are even. You saved her, and she saved you in return. Why can't either one of you just let it go?"
"You don't understand." Emily told her hoarsely.
"Then make me understand."
Emily shook her head.
"Was it all just a game to you then? Kissing me? I should have known better than to think any of it was real."
That was more than Emily could handle. She reached for Paige across the sofa, pinning her body below hers. "Think what you want, but it wasn't a game to me. I like it no better than you do."
"Let go of me." Paige struggled against Emily body.
"Isn't this what you wanted? For me to finish what I started?" said Emily as her fingers crept below Paige's shirt, seeking the bare skin of her midriff.
"Emily…" Paige whimpered
She paused. "What?"
She bucked up against Emily, wanting to tell her to fuck off. But she couldn't. "Um…"
Emily let go of the tight reign of her control. She sunk down onto Paige's willing body; fitting one leg between Paige's parted ones. Resting bent elbows by her head, Emily teased her with fluttering kisses along her neck, drifting down and over her collar, touching but never settling her lips fully on her skin. Letting Paige feel the extent of her weight, she reached down to hook one of her legs around her waist as she slowly moved against Paige.
She grasped at Paige's shirt, pulling it over her head. Sucking her breast through the material of her bra, Paige groaned, wanting to feel Emily against her bare skin instead.
Paige nudged Emily aside, finding the zipper of her jeans, unzipping and pushing down as she brushed her fingers against Emily entrance.
Kicking off her pants, Emily went to work on Paige's bra, finding the clasp at her back; she undid it and pushed the straps off her shoulders. Emily's intense stare was making Paige squirm in protest. Emily opened her mouth, wanting to reassure her, but couldn't find the words. Instead, she ducked down, swirling her hot tongue against the hardened nipple.
After a few strokes of her tongue against Paige's chest Emily pulled back as gathered Paige into her arms. Forcing Paige to encircle Emily's hips with her legs, Emily pulled her upwards, keeping her flush against her body as she staggered a few steps away from the couch. "Emily…"
"Shh. I'm not going to take you here on the couch."
Paige whimpered and caught Emily's lips for the first time since their last kiss. But this time, Emily's kiss was different. Emily had always been patient, but she wasn't anymore. She grounded her body against her, as she pin Paige's back against her bedroom door, kissing her passionately.
Paige gave in quicker. She was hot and ready for this. She needed this. "We didn't get this far last time. Are you sure?" Paige was nervous, biting her upper lip.
"Don't ask me that." Emily didn't have an answer and the throbbing all over her body made it hard for her to dwell on any single thought. She surely didn't want to think about it too deeply.
"Why?" Paige pursued. "Because I won't like what you have to say?"
Cynically, she winced. "I don't think either of us will like what I have to say."
She relented.
With her hands tight under Paige's bottom, she maneuvered them to her bed, tumbling on top of her. She trailed a line of wet kisses down the shallow valley of her breasts, and then to the flat plane of her stomach, stopping briefly to dip her tongue into Paige's navel. Going back up her body, Emily reached into Paige's underwear, as her fingers brushed slightly against her wetness.
Paige reached blindly for her, seeking Emily's entrance. With a firm thrust, she felt how tight and wet Emily was for her. Emily couldn't help but moan as she thrust her fingers into Paige's entrance too.
It only took several quick thrusts and both girls were gone, wound too tightly from before to hold out any further.
So what did you guys think….. Let me know what you guys what to happen next…..more intense Paily moments who knows….