A/N: YO! (Yo? Really? You're keeping people in suspense, and the best you can come u with is "Yo"?)

(Oh, shut up.)

HELLO! :)

I told you I wouldn't forget you guys reading this... I am trying to think of a way to finish the story... I dare say I will be writing a sequel which will be set sometime in the future. That's not to say this is the last chapter, because I think there's still a bit more to tell, but it wouldn't feel right to me to have time jumps in this story, so rather than do that, in order to tell more of the story you all seem to enjoy, I will conclude it at some point and then start a new story.

Or I could just change my mind and keep writing this thing until you spend a week of your life just reading the first half of it. HA!

Yeah, I really have no idea.

ANYWAY.

This chapter contains a Cigarette Warning™, so read at your own risk. Also contains a Goo Alert™, and perhaps a teensy bit of angst.

(Shut up and get on with it.)

(Ok, ok...)

Disclaimer: I do not own skins. Well, not the rights to it. I have S3/4 on DVD and at the moment it's all I want to own.


Naomi awoke a few hours later when her alarm went off, the liquidy tones of Jimi Hendrix tickling at her eardrums and coaxing her awake. It wasn't as enjoyable as having Emily wake her up, but it would have to do. She shook the cobwebs from her brain and moved around her bedroom, getting together a change of clothes. Her sketchbook she had left with Emily, knowing it would be safe in the redhead's possession. Once she had everything she needed, she locked up the bus and went inside Gina's house.

She walked into the kitchen to see Effy and Gina enjoying some afternoon tea.

"Care for a cuppa, love?" Gina asked.

"Can't." Naomi replied. "I'm off to Emily's. I just came to get the pie."

"Oh, yes. I put the spinach pie into the blue container, and you mentioned you wanted to take some for Emily, so the sultana slice is in the red container." Gina explained, standing up and handing Naomi two containers into a calico shopping bag.

"Thanks, mum. It means a lot." Naomi said, with a sheepish smile.

"Ok, now don't you keep that lovely girl waiting!" Gina said, shooing Naomi out of the kitchen.

"I'll tell her you both said hi." Naomi laughed, on her way out.

The walk to her flat was a pleasant one. She texted to check how far away Emily was, and got the reply that she was only ten minutes away. Naomi sat on the steps of Emily's flat, as the afternoon sun beamed down from above. She was playing a game on her phone, when a beautifully husky voice interrupted her, and her snake crashed into a wall.

"Hey, there. Are you waiting for someone?" Emily said, her voice so playfully seductive, that the hairs stood up on the back of Naomi's neck.

"Uh...ah...well." Naomi said, lost for words. Something about Emily in her council uniform was making causing the blonde to not think straight. She took a deep breath and swallowed, before smiling. "I was... But she just got here." She said, standing up and drawing Emily into her arms, kissing her softly. "Hey, gorgeous." She said.

"Hello." Emily replied, blushing. "What's in the bag?"

"All in good time." Naomi said, winking. "Let's go in, shall we?"

Emily nodded, and unlocked the door to her flat. She led Naomi inside, and the two of them placed their bags down in the hallway. Emily pulled Naomi into another hug and they stood holding one another. "I've missed you." Emily whispered softly. Naomi murmured in agreement, her eyes closed, savouring the contact between them. "Did you get anything done today? And tell me about this work you have!"

Naomi chuckled softly. "So eager!" She said, framing Emily's face in her hands and placing a kiss on her forehead. "How about... You go get changed, not that I don't love you in that uniform, but I'd like you to be comfortable... I'll get dinner ready and then I'll tell you about my day?"

Emily nodded, and Naomi let her go to her bedroom to get changed. She picked up the paper bag and took it into the kitchen, looking in the cupboard for some plates, and placing once slice each of the pie onto the plates. By the time the microwave was about to beep, Emily had come into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around Naomi from behind her. The blonde spun around slowly in her arms and linked her hands behind Emily neck, taking in her appearance. She was wearing a light purple oversized shirt, and a pair of pyjama pants with teddy bears all over them. Her hair was tied in a loose bun at the back of her head.

"Well, hello again." Naomi smiled, leaning in to kiss her. The microwave interrupted them, and Naomi broke apart first. "If you sit down, I'll serve up?"

"Sure." Emily smiled, turning and moving to sit on one of the stools. Naomi picked up an oven mitt and got both plates out of the microwave, and placed them on the bench between them. She handed Emily a fork, and took one herself.

"Uh...wine?" Naomi asked. Emily bit her lip and shrugged. "Oh, well. Enjoy." She smiled. "We can go out and get some later, if you want."

Emily shook her head. "Is this the spinach pie we had at Gina's?"

"Yeah. Gina had some left over, so I thought it would be nice." Naomi replied.

Emily smiled. "It's lovely."

"Oh, and I have something for later, too." Naomi grinned.

"Yeah?" Emily said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. But no clues." Naomi smirked. "So... Cook called me this morning. He's lined up around two week's work restoring the mural at the public school."

"Oh, wow. You do that sort of thing?" Emily asked.

"I have done. It's a bit boring, but the money is alright if you can get a job that lasts long enough."

"How much are they paying you for the job?"

"Works out to about five hundred, after tax." Naomi said.

"Oh! Well, that'll be good. That's money you can put towards getting the brakes sorted."

"Yeah, that's true." Naomi said, before eating a forkful of pie. "Granted it's not the most creative job, but it's still work, and so it's not to be sneezed at."

"Good point." Emily replied. "So, what did you get done today?"

"Actually...not a whole lot, honestly. When I got home I talked with Effy and Cook, and mum, and then went for a bit of a nap, until you rang, and then... I sort of dozed the rest of be afternoon."

"Lazy day, then?" Emily smirked.

Naomi blushed. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"Cute."

"Yeah, but lazy." Naomi confirmed. "Tomorrow I'll do some more painting, I suppose."

"It's ok, really. I wish I could spend my days relaxing."

"Ah, it's not always that fun. Sometimes relaxing is hard bloody work, you know?" Naomi smirked. "But as I told you... I'm not made for the whole nine-to-five bit. I blame my upbringing for that, I guess..."

"Babe... It's ok. Not everyone has to conform to a stereotype." Emily said, placing her hand on top of the blonde's. "I thought you, of all people would realise that."

"Oh, I know." Naomi said, waving it off. "I do know that. It's just... I know why you do what you do for a living, I just...know I don't have that issue, even if it's only temporary while I'm at Gina's... While I am on the road, obviously I'd have other things to think of. Food, petrol and the like. It's not so bad if I budget for it beforehand, that way I always know what I'm spending, and I've become good at getting a free drink or two, but-"

"Naoms...you're rambling, hun." Emily smiled.

"I know. Bit of a nervous habit sometimes." Naomi blushed. "Uhm... My mind is just running away from itself. And it's too soon to talk about it, I think."

"About what? You know you can tell me anything." Emily reassured her.

"Yes, I know. It's just... Ok, well... I know how I feel, and I know you know how i feel, and likewise the reverse..."

"Ok..."

"Well... I've got my opinions...and I'm not afraid to express them. If I were you, which, clearly I'm not... I'd quit and team up with me."

Emily laughed. "You can't be serious."

Naomi stared at her with a blank expression.

Emily's eyes widened. "You are serious." She said. "You don't joke about art." She muttered, in addition.

"No." Naomi said, slicing up some more pie and eating another mouthful. "We are good at recognising talent in each other. I'm not talking about you and me. I'm talking about artists in general. No matter what discipline. We know what we like when we see it, and if we are true to ourselves, we would express it, because we want the same reaction to be provoked in others who see our art."

"Regardless of whether it's photography or painting?" Emily asked, eating another mouthful.

"Correct."

"And you think I have enough photographic talent to be successful at it?"

"You're skeptical." Naomi frowned.

Emily tried to look apologetic. "It's not what you think...or maybe it is, I don't know. I get it, you like the photos I took at the festival, and the ones I took of us... Don't you think you should see a few more before you make your mind up as to whether I could be any good at it? Different subject matter, or something? I mean... That's just the way I see you, and...us. But my photographs of other things..."

Naomi nodded slowly, finishing her last piece of pie. "I understand that. Putting it bluntly, you want me to see if the ones you took of me were just dumb luck."

"Well...yeah. Sorry. I know you don't like it much when I get down on my abilities. I just really think you need to see more."

"That's fair. You have, after all, seen a fair bit of my work." Naomi said, placing her knife and fork in the middle of her plate. She looked at Emily with a soft smile. "Don't worry, Emily. I'm not mad. I can see what you are saying, and I agree. So... If you want to get together some of your photos, I'll gladly look at them."

"What, now?" Emily asked.

Naomi shook her head. "No. Later." She said. "Right now, I just...want to spend time with you."

Emily placed her knife and fork on her plate, and stood, picking up both plates and rinsing them off in the sink, before turning the water off. She turned around, to find Naomi coming towards her, wrapping her up in her arms. "You did the dishes this morning?" She asked.

"Yes." Naomi replied. "One less thing for you to do when you got home."

"Aww, thank you." Emily smiled.

Naomi leaned in and her lips met Emily's in a slow kiss. "C'mon." She whispered, her fingers intertwining with Emily's as she began to lead her to her bedroom. She sat down in the end if Emily's bed and pulled the redhead into her arms, looking up at her with content blue eyes. Emily slid her fingers behind Naomi's neck, and stroked her other fingers through Naomi's fringe, tucking it behind her ear. She smiled, as Naomi's own lips curled upwards at their corners in a smile that matched her own. "I've missed you, today." She said, softly.

"I've missed you too, but luckily I've been kept busy by work, so... It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." Emily said, lazily stroking her fringe once more through Naomi's fringe, this time gently repeating the action. She leaned down and gently kissed her lips, feeling Naomi draw her body closer.

"Yeah, I don't know why I didn't get anything done. I guess talking with mum and Effy made me think a bit." Naomi said.

"Well..." Emily said, "I think you should tell me all about it." She moved Naomi's arms from around her waist, and still holding Naomi's hand, she led them both into a prone position, curling up with her arm around Naomi's waist, the blonde doing the same and drawing Emily close to her once more. Their eyes met, and they momentary lost themselves in each other's gaze. "Uhm...whenever you are...you know, ready..." Emily said, quietly, unable to completely tear her gaze away from Naomi's.

Naomi's brow furrowed slightly at the bridge of her nose, and Emily knew it was because she was thinking harder than she usually did about what to say next. "I...don't want you to worry about what I have to say. It doesn't change how I feel, but... Well, Gina thinks I should talk it over with you."

"Alright." Emily nodded. She knew she somehow had to be patient with what Naomi had to say, but hoped it wasn't something that was too hard to swallow.

Naomi took a deep breath, and exhaled before speaking. "I haven't had many relationships. This is probably about the third, if I'm honest about it. It feels strange to even call it that, given the short amount of time. But I just... I know what I feel, and it scares me. It's because I've always been so independent, even when I was with Alicia, and I was with her for almost four years."

"Being with me scares you?" Emily asked.

"Not the way you think. I just..." Naomi paused, her expression nervous, as she tried to find the right words. Instead, she opted for a more tactile explanation. She took Emily's hand and placed it over her heart. "This, here. It's awake because of you. It is feeling things it hasn't felt in a long time, and things it has never felt. I'm not scared of you, I'm scared because I am not used to feeling this way. I'm not used to waking up next to someone feeling like being in that place at that moment is so completely right, and I don't ever want it to end. I'm not used to feeling everything around me light up when you are with me. It feels so good, but it's still scary."

Emily gently stroked her fingertips along Naomi's spine, in a calming gesture. Naomi closed her eyes and breathed deeply. After a while, Emily spoke. "Better?" She whispered.

"Yes." Naomi replied, her voice also barely a whisper. But still, it told the truth, that Emily's touch was comforting to her, as much as it could be a thrill.

"Good." Emily replied. She leaned her head against Naomi's, and remained silent for a few moments, matching the blonde's breathing with her own. "I'm glad you have told me. I have similar doubts, so I'm at least glad to know I'm not alone in it." She said, placing her palm flat against the small of Naomi's back. "So long as we talk to each other about our fears, and how we are feeling, there's no reason we can't be ok."

Naomi nodded, hesitantly. "That's fair."

Emily tilted her head upwards, and kissed Naomi slowly. "I'm glad you told me. I couldn't bear it if you kept things from me."

"I know." Naomi replied. "I don't want to keep things from you either, it's just... I get stubborn sometimes. So... If you see me dwelling on something that you think might be bothering me...promise me you will ask me about it?"

"Will you answer me if I do?" Emily asked.

Naomi blinked slowly and nodded. "It might take a bit, but...yeah. I will."

"Then...I will." Emily said, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder.

"Thank you."

Emily turned her head and softly kissed Naomi's neck, acknowledging her thanks.

They lay breathing next to one another, quiet for a short while before Naomi broke the silence. "I know you will be working...but do you think if you have a chance, you could come and take some photos while I do this resto work?"

Emily thought for a moment. "I'll come by and have a look on the day you start...and see what the light is like during the day... I'm not sure I will always get then chance during lunch, but can try early morning, or afternoon... Even the weekend?"

"Sounds like a good idea." Naomi replied.

Emily smiled and rolled Naomi onto her back, straddling her hips. "You know I love watching you paint?" She said, after placing a soft kiss on her lips.

Naomi blinked. "Really?"

"Yeah." She replied, kissing her again. "Really."

"Why?" Naomi asked, as her arms wrapped around Emily's waist.

"Because you get so intense. You concentrate so hard, but at the same time, you look serene, like you are lost in what you do and it just calms you."

Naomi smiled. "I didn't realise it was so obvious."

"Only to those who are observant and look close enough, I suppose." Emily smirked.

"And you are?" Naomi asked, sliding her hands down to Emily's hips and gently rubbing her fingers against the skin of her lower back.

Emily leaned in and kissed Naomi slowly. "Yes. If it's to do with you, I am very observant." She said, running her fingers through Naomi's fringe.

Naomi smiled. "Lucky me." She replied, pulling the redhead back down for another kiss. She let herself get lost in the contact of Emily's lips, savouring the softness as well as the feel of her tongue against her own. She knew that it was something that she was already used to, and was increasingly becoming something she found herself unable to be without. Naomi's hands drifted up under Emily's shirt and slid slowly up her back, as the kiss between them deepened. Naomi pushed herself to sit up, her fingers sliding down Emily's back and grabbing at the bottom of her shirt before pulling it up over her head.

One of Naomi's arms slid around Emily's lower back, drawing her just that little bit closer, her palm sliding up her stomach and taking Emily's firm naked breast in its grip. The redhead moaned softly, tilting Naomi's head as she leaned in for another deep kiss, getting just as lost in the feel and taste of her lips. Emily's fingers linked behind Naomi's neck as the blonde kissed down her neck. Emily leaned back as Naomi's lips travelled down in between her breasts and then over to one nipple, taking it gently in between them and sucking gently. She felt the nipple harden under her tongue as Emily moaned softly, gripping Naomi's shoulders gently as she moved, ever slightly, but still in harmony with Naomi.

"Oh, Jesus..." Emily whispered, her fingers beginning to pull at Naomi's shirt. As much as she wanted her nipple to remain in he care of the blonde's skilful tongue, she needed to feel Naomi's skin against her own. "Babe...your shirt..." She pleaded, and Naomi relented briefly, as Emily gently pulled her head backwards, their eyes meeting briefly before Naomi pulled the shirt off her in one go, and then regained Emily's eye contact. Emily reached around Naomi's back and unclipped her bra, slipping the straps off her shoulders and tossing it in no particular direction. Her hands framed Naomi's face and she kissed her deeply, before leaning Naomi down onto her back and kissing her in several of the places that were only adding to the heat and dampness that had already flooded her knickers.

Naomi groaned incoherently as Emily sucked on her neck, just at the side of her throat, one of the places Emily had discovered their very first time together. She lay flat on top of Naomi, the blonde's hands skimming up the sides of her body, and tracing nondescript patterns all over the skin on her back. They then slid down past the waistband of Emily's pyjama pants, gripping her bare arse and drawing her hips just that little bit closer to her own. Naomi felt the redhead groan against her skin.

"Ah...you're not wearing knickers, Em." She said.

Emily broke the contact between her lips and the blonde's skin. "Didn't see the point in wearing a clean pair when I wouldn't be wearing them very long." Emily purred, her voice softened by its own huskiness. She followed those words with a deep kiss, Naomi feeling the redhead's tongue spilling between her lips to slide against her own. She then kissed back down her throat and resumed sucking over the red spot that had formed there.

"I need to feel more of you." Naomi half whispered, half groaned, Emily feeling the words in her throat with her lips. Emily kissed upward towards Naomi's lips, meeting in a swirling torrent of passion as they again kissed slow and deep. Neither of them ever got tired of the kisses they shared, that dragged them into a world that existed solely for them, created and destroyed in the same encounter, with the moans and cries that they coaxed from each other. Naomi slipped her leg between Emily's and rolled them with over, causing Emily to squeak at the sudden movement. She watched as a mop of blonde hair slid down her body, leaving soft quick kisses in its wake. She felt Naomi's hands grip at the waistband of her pants and begin to tug them off her hips.

In a quick moment, Emily found herself naked, watching naomi as she stripped out of her jeans and knickers. Emily closed her eyes, feeling Naomi's hands slide up her legs, before once again experiencing the deliciousness of feeling Naomi on top of her, a firm but pleasurable pressure. She exhaled a deep sigh, opening her eyes, finding Naomi's staring into her own. The look they shared made the both of them shiver at the same time, the warm tingles rippling through them. Emily pulled Naomi down and kissed her hard, and the blonde moaned against her lips.

Emily spread her thighs as Naomi settled above her, her thigh slipping in between the redhead's and grinding against her core. Emily's fingers slid up her spine, to her neck and then threaded into her hair, gripping firmly. Naomi slid her lips down Emily's neck and returned her favour, the shorter girl moaning at the contact, pushing her hips upwards, the pressure between them increasing. The next long moments were filled with heavy breathing, groans, gasps, and few words uttered in mutual enjoyment.

Naomi stroked Emily's fringe softly. "This is so perfect." She mumbled.

"Mmm. Less talk, more of..." Emily muttered, before crushing her lips against Naomi's. The blonde smiled, an appreciative moan sounding muffled against Emily's lips. Emily gasped as her head tilted backwards, Naomi beginning to leave more of those soft quick kisses against the skin of her torso as she moved down her body.

Naomi stopped at her stomach, softly kissing her navel as her eyes flicked upwards to meet Emily's. The redhead watched as Naomi's tongue slipped from between her lips, and began to lick a pattern from Emily's right hip, all the way to her left. Her shallow breathing quickened when she realised Naomi was spelling out the three simple words that meant so much, but were often the hardest to say. She looked up at Emily with a shy grin, before kissing further south.

Emily's head hit the pillow as Naomi gently pushed her wet folds open, blowing gently over her clit. Emily bit her bottom lip as Naomi's lips made contact with the fleshy button, gently kissing and occasionally flicking her tongue against it. Her hips moved in a slow rhythm, her breathing becoming more ragged as Naomi slowly drew the pleasure out of her, her lips tugging and pulling gently at her clit as she lashed slowly at it with her tongue.

"Jesus Christ..." Emily groaned, her hand making its way to the back of Naomi's head, pushing her just a little closer. The blonde caught onto the idea and licked a little faster, sucked a little harder. Her fingers slipped inside Emily's wetness, and the redhead gave a groan that definitely sounded unexpected. "Fuck!"

Naomi took it as an invitation, and began to slide her fingers as deep as they would go inside Emily. The redhead marvelled once more at just how adept Naomi was with her fingers. The last thought she had control of was that good hand control was required for painting, and then a warmth flooded her, and her mind suddenly went blank, and the only thing she could think or feel was the pleasure that was well on its way within her. Her moans filled the room, her hips rocking towards Naomi, who was now lapping at her clit as she thrust her fingers faster inside Emily.

Naomi felt Emily's body tense as her orgasm ripped through her, the husky sound that came from her throat a combination of several different sounds that had no real accurate description. But from the way Emily's fingers gripped Naomi's hair as she silently reached another peak, the blonde knew it was definitely a cry of pleasure. Naomi brought her down gently, slowing her movements, before kissing back up Emily's stomach, the kisses wetter this time, before matching her lips to Emily's and kissing her deeply. Emily wrapped her arms around Naomi's waist as she tasted herself on the blonde's lips.

Naomi slid off Emily and cuddled into her side, leaving several soft kisses against her neck. It was a long moment before anyone said anything and it was Emily who did. "That was... Wow." Naomi smiled against Emily's neck. Her hand reached up to sit on Emily's breast, gently rubbing her thumb over the nipple. Emily squirmed. "Better than perfect." She mumbled, her hand covering the blonde's.

"I mean it, Emily. You are beautiful, this is perfect, and I do love you." Naomi whispers against her skin. Emily turned her head to look at Naomi, and the blonde looked at her with honest, vulnerable eyes. She knew then that Naomi was right, and meant what she said. Her realisation overwhelmed her, and she felt as though her emotions were going to spill over. She inhaled, but it became a long drawn out sniffle.

"I love you too." She managed to get out, before curling into Naomi's arms. The blonde didn't ask, she didn't feel the need to, it could wait, but she did know that Emily was not softly crying tears of sadness against her shoulder. It was evident by the soft kisses she placed against her neck.

Eventually, Emily began to breathe evenly, and Naomi realised she had dozed off. Instead of waking her up, she carefully picked up the edges of the duvet and wrapped it around them both, feeling Emily snuggle closer to her. She didn't mind lying awake while she slept a while. She knew Emily had been busy all day and after taking her to the stars, she figured a nap was probably something she needed.

And so, she let her sleep.


A/N#2: Why do I keep using smut to overcome writer's block?

More to come, eventually. I cannot guarantee it will be soon, but I have my reasons. I have posted some new fics, one of which is a collection of one-shots I am extracting from my original unposted fic. There is also one that is pure smut, and a fic I wrote for another show if anyone is a fan and wishes to read it.

So, have at it and leave reviews wherever you wish to lol

Until next time...

Love and sparkly shit,

~GN~ xo