A/N: Greetings! I hope this chapter finds you all well, as short as it is...

I really need to work on other stories, but finding the inspiration for a couple is a bit slow going... Though, I certainly haven't forgotten them.

As for this tale, though, a little bit of a soft, Fluffy™ landing pad after the last two chapters, while I think of what other devious things these two can get up to...lol

On with it, then...

Disclaimer: I do not own skins. Again, probably a good thing. Typos are mine, though, if they escaped my eye...

(Emily POV)

(Later that afternoon)

She's kissing me. She's wrapped around me, and she's kissing my shoulders...my neck... Holding me like she doesn't want to let me go. And I'm in love with her. I'm so much in love with this beautiful woman, that sometimes...it surprises me. Hell, sometimes, it even scares me a little, but what else can I do? I swallow that fear that I have, that inkling that I have, where I'll wake up and it'll all have been a dream. Dear god, I hope not.

I'd taken her to the point of ecstasy...slowly. And unlike my usual mode of play, I didn't restrain her. I let her touch me, caress me, grip my hand as I took her to heaven and back. Thread her fingers through my hair as I licked her, stroked, and thrust my fingers... It was nothing short of glorious, and now, she was wrapped around me. Protecting me. Loving me without words. I want to love her back.

I turned over, feeling her arms close around me. Her forehead resting against mine. Her fingers delicately stroking dos my cheek. Even her skin pressed against mine is beautiful. She's beautiful. And next to her, so am I. We're beautiful. I don't want to leave this little bubble we have. The outside world? Hmm... Reality can hang for all I care. Just give me a room with her for the rest of my life, where we can just be with each other, existing.

"You're thinking." She said, softly. "What are you thinking about?"

A smile crossed my lips. "Just about how much I love you, and how I never want to face the outside world again..."

She laughs, and it's a warm sound. "Oh, Ems...you know that's not possible."

"True." I said. "That doesn't mean I can't...want it, though."

Naomi sighed. "Yeah... Yeah, I know what you mean." She said. "We've got just over a week left here. And then..."

"Back to London." I murmured.

She groaned, slightly. "Fuck it, let's not go back."

I laughed. "What, and stay in Cyprus forever?"

She nodded. "Yeah, let's just... I don't know... Get a boat and go sailing. We can fish, and call in to port when we need other supplies."

I raised my eyebrow. "I can't fish."

Again, Naomi sighed. "Fuck, neither can I."

"I also can't sail. What about you?" She screwed her nose up and then shook her head, beginning to giggle. "Well, we are sunk before we even start, it seems."

"Well... It was just a fantasy."

I leaned close and kissed her softly. "Yeah...but a very nice one."

"Mmm."

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

Her eyelids fluttered closed, and then opened again, bright blue eyes naked to my view. "Good." She said, softly. "Really good."

I smiled. "Would you be up to going out to dinner, or would you prefer room service?"

"I'll go anywhere, so long as it's with you."

"Yes, I know... But I'm asking-"

"I know, Ems." She said, gently cutting me off. She took my hand in hers, and squeezed it gently. "Let's go out. Even if it's just to the restaurant downstairs?"

I leaned my head against hers. "Good idea."

An hour or so later, we had made our way down to the restaurant, and both of us were sitting down at a table by the window.

"Would you like the wine list?" The waiter asked.

"Yes, thank you." I said.

He handed me a list, and then smiled politely. "I will give you a few moments to decide." He said, before leaving.

"Red, or white?" I asked, as I perused the wine list.

"Erm...I don't know. You decide?" Naomi said, looking over the menu. "Jesus, such a choice for dinner!"

"All delicious, I'm sure." I said. "What do you fancy?"

Naomi cleared her throat, and looked at me with hooded eyes. "You mean...apart from you?" Her eyebrow raised as a smirk crossed her lips.

I stared at her, and then smiled. "Cheeky." I said. "I was serious."

"So was I."

"Ha. Later for that. Really...what would you like to eat?"

"Erm..." She looked down at the menu. "Well, there's a bread and dips plate that looks interesting... Pita bread, skordalia, taramasalata, tzatziki, olives, tomato..."

"Oh, that sounds delicious." I said. "Ok, what about for a main, then?"

Again, she raised her eyebrow. "How energetic do I need to be later?"

I chuckled as I shook my head. "Beautiful, I don't want to wear you out anymore than I have today!" I said, keeping my voice low.

She leaned closer. "Mmm...what if I want to have my way with you later?"

My brow furrowed. "Then why are you asking me if you'll need energy...shouldn't you already know?"

She shrugged, and looked at me with a cute smirk. "Yeah, but I'm trying to decide how much energy you might need." She said, seductively.

Oh my god...

I swallowed. "Your choice, then." I said.

The waiter returned. "Are you ready to order?"

I turned to look up at him. "Bottle of white wine, please."

"Very well, and for your meal?"

"We'll have the dip platter. And...what would you suggest for a main?" Naomi asked.

"Our chef's special this evening is the moussaka." He said. "Eggplant layered with meat sauce and cheese. Very popular."

"Sounds great, we'll have two of those, then." Naomi said, as we handed back the menus.

"Excellent choice, miss. I shall return shortly with your wine."

The waiter retreated, and I again found myself staring into Naomi's beautiful eyes...

"Are you going to have your way with me?" Naomi asked me, as we made it back into the suite later that evening. She sat on the end of the bed, and looked up at my still standing form. Her piercing blue eyes looked back at me, and perhaps she knew then, without my answering her, that I might. I moved closer to her, and a slight shiver seemed to move up her spine, as I knelt between her knees, my body pushing them a little further apart. I reached up and slid the backs of my fingers down her cheek, her eyes not leaving mine as they trailed down her throat, slipping down the line of her open collar to the first button, quietly popping it open.

I leaned in and softly brushed my lips against hers, and then heard her shallow breath at my ear, as I slowly traced my lips along the line of her jaw, gently nuzzling her skin. "Definitely not as frantic as earlier, beautiful." I murmured, continuing to softly kiss her skin. My fingers reached down her shirt, one by one, popping the buttons open, until my hands skimmed upwards and gently pushed the fabric off her shoulders, pausing to suck at the crook of her neck, both hearing and feeling the groan that came from her throat. I felt her fingers gripping at my waist as I continued to nuzzle and kiss across one shoulder, and then back to the other. I looked up at her darkened eyes, and nodded behind her. "Lie backwards." I said, and as she did so, I followed her progress up the bed, and before she could lie backwards completely, I stripped her of her shirt, as well as her bra, and by the time her head rested on the pillow, my lips had connected with hers in a deep kiss as I straddled her lips.

I could kiss this woman for hours, and still want more.

I can feel her squirming against me, as I start to kiss down her chest. I rock back against her, and hear the whimper fall from her lips, feeling her hands grip at my waist. I could restrain her, but I don't want to, this time. It's almost as though, for once, I want to feel how I make her react. It doesn't happen often, but I want her to tug at me. For her fingers to dig into me, begging me for more without words. I want us both to fall deeper than we already are into each other. My lips are trailing over every inch I don't want to miss, and I can hear the tremble in her breathing, I can feel her heart beating beneath her skin. "So beautiful." I murmur, as one of her hands moves up beneath my shirt.

As usual, I'm still clothed, while she is half naked.

I trail kisses back up to her lips, and shrug off the black shirt I'm wearing, and then between kisses, she strips me out of the vest top I'm wearing beneath it, and unclips my bra, peeling it from my shoulders and tossing it to the floor. We match now, and it's beautiful to watch the ever present curiosity in her eyes as her gaze travels down my skin. I lean my forehead against hers, and then softly kiss her as her skin lays flat against mine. Heart to heart we lie, and I can't help the soft moan that slips past my lips as I lick the barest trail with the tip of my tongue, along her jaw, back to the crook of her neck, when I began to suck again.

Her fingers reached into my hair and gripped firmly as I sucked harder. She's groaning, but it's one of pleasure, not discomfort. If the groan didn't tell me, the movement of her body, arching up towards me, the way she presses up harder against me would tell me undoubtedly. Her nipples were hard against mine, and I continued to kiss downwards, feeling her grip grow just a little firmer as I took one of her nipples between my teeth and ever so gently tugged at it, the breath catching in her throat. "Jesus, baby..." She murmured hoarsely.

I looked up at her, seeing her eyes starting back at me, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. My lips curved into a smile, and she nervously smiled back at me. I leaned up and kissed her lips softly, and then rolled off to her side, entangling my legs with hers, stroking my fingers through her hair. "Every day, I think I fall in love with you a little more." I whispered softly. "I know we teased each other all through dinner, but... Tonight I'd rather just lie with you...against you...wrapped up in you."

Naomi sighed, deeply, and smiled. "You know, I had the same idea."

My brow furrowed. "You didn't say anything, though."

She shook her head. "No. Because you started kissing me, and when you do that, the way you do that...I can't think straight."

My lips broke into a grin. "Good to know."

"You knew." She smirked.

"Yeah...but it's good to know I can still do that to you." I said, kissing her shoulder. "So...just...be...for now, yes?"

"Mmhmm." Naomi murmured. "I mean, if it gets heated enough..."

"Well, yeah..." I giggled. I shuffled closer, and kissed her slowly, her lips tangling with mine as her tongue slipped between them. My head rested against hers as our lips brushed together.

"I love you." She whispered.

"Right back at you, beautiful."

A/N#2: I know, a bit of a tease...*grin* sorry! There will be more punch to come soon enough, though.

Review if you wish, even if it's to tell me you melted into a puddle of goo.

Until next time...

~GN~ xo