"This is a nice outfit isn't it?" Emma asked as she examined herself in the mirror. She turned slightly from side to side to allow for better views of the small, black, leather dress that almost looked to be a bit too tight.

"It's great," Shalimar replied as she starred at the woman in front of her almost mesmerized by her intense beauty.

"You'd like anything I'd wear wouldn't you?"

"Well, yeah," Shalimar answered with a hungry smile. "That one shows off all your uh, assets really good."

"I think what I have on under it does an even better job."

Emma smiled and reached up to the straps that held her dress to her shoulders and slower pulled one off. She looked to Shalimar who only grinned at the sexy gesture and turned her attention to the other strap to pull it down as well. She flipped her head back allowing her long, red hair to fall across the perfect dips in her back in a waterfall of beauty. She looked up to Shalimar once more with a seductive look upon her face. She slowly began to turn the dress downwards across her chest and stopped just before reaching her nipples which were already making themselves known through the tight leather.

Shalimar watched as the psionic ran her hands slowly up and down her body, pausing at all the best spots. She gazed with lustful eyes as she noticed the psionic seemed to admire her own body as much as she did. Emma let her fingers linger on the leather above her chest and turned to Shalimar with a grin.

"You wanna help me with this?"

Emma grinned over to Shalimar sitting on the bed and smiled at how quickly she reached her side at the question. She stood in front of the psionic and watched as she slowly ran her hands up and down the length of her chest as she examined herself. She felt her mouth beginning to water as she watched the psionics fingers trail down the path of her body making Shalimar's tongue wish it could embark upon the same route.

Shalimar reached out to place her hands on the top of Emma's dress which now rested in the middle of her chest. Shalimar gripped the leather fabric between her fingers and slowly began to pull it down to reveal more of the beauty's skin before her. Shalimar felt the burn on her hands as her skin rubbed its way against the psionics warm flesh. When Shalimar had pulled the dress down to her hips she felt Emma slowly begin to wiggle her body to assist the garment off herself. Shalimar felt herself drowning in her own desire at watching the psionics sexy movements as the dress slowly slid itself off her wiggling hips. When the dress hit the floor Shalimar instantly reached out to place her hands on the hips of the psionic standing before her in her black under garments.

"Uh-uh," Emma corrected the feral. She slid her hands down her sides and down Shalimar's arms to rest on her hands. She slipped her fingers between the ferals and slowly removed her hands from her body.

"Wha-"

As Shalimar attempted to speak she quickly found Emma's finger pressed to her lips to prevent another word from escaping.

"You're not meant to touch…yet," Emma informed her and gently pushed her back down to sit on the bed.

Shalimar's confusion was quickly replaced with lust as she watched Emma turn around and bend slowly down to the floor to run her hands up her body as she stood straight up again. Emma raised her left leg to cross over her other thigh and let it dangle before kicking her heel off in the ferals direction. She raised her other leg to perform the same task and soon began running her hands across her thighs and up to her smooth stomach. Shalimar felt herself growing increasing turned on with every slight move the psionic made. She could never believe how much power she had over her. How with just one small gesture she could make her feel so many things. She could make her do so many things. Shalimar watched and knew Emma was making it clear who the one in charge here was.

Shalimar could feel herself beginning to sweat at watching the curves of the psionic take over her desires. She swallowed hard as Emma slowly walked over to stand not more than half an inch from her. Emma swung her leg up to rest her foot on the bed at Shalimar's waist. Shalimar caught her breath and wondered if Emma actually heard her heart skip its beat as the loud thud slammed against her chest. Emma began to swirl her hips as the skin of her thighs just barely brushed against Shalimar's legs beneath. Despite the denim that blocked their touching, Shalimar felt her leg tremble and sweat at Emma's touch above her.

Emma moved her chest forward and leaned in to brush her lips along the length of Shalimar's face. Shalimar moved her lips towards Emma's but found her pulling back before she could kiss her. She reached out to wrap her hands around the psionics hips once more but Emma's own hands were there to stop her as soon as she made the contact. Emma held the ferals hands and looked into her eyes to see the longing that rested there.

"I told you…hands off," Emma whispered in the ferals ear.

The sexy way the psionic whispered only made the feral want to reach out and grab her even more.

Emma slowly let herself slid on top of the ferals lap and rested her hands on her shoulders. She pushed the feral backwards until Shalimar found herself lying underneath the straddling psionic. Emma held her hips up just enough so they barely rested themselves on Shalimar's, sparking her need and lust further. Emma grinned down at Shalimar upon feeling her racing pulse beneath her palms. She removed her hands from the ferals shoulders and reached behind her back to unhook her black bra. She seemed to take forever with the task and only drove the feral into more of a frenzy as she waited in anticipation. She couldn't think of anything she wanted more than to run her hands up the psionics body and cup her glorious breasts. To feel her nipples harden under her soft touch and listen to the sounds of a psionic in pleasure.

As Shalimar's impatience grew she reached down to the psionics teasing underwear and began to tug at it. Emma quickly reached back to remove the ferals wandering hands. She pushed both her arms out to the sides and held them away from her body. She raised her eyes down to a grinning Shalimar.

"That's not yours," Emma reminded her.

Shalimar looked up to see Emma's undone bra hanging from her body and lifted her head to catch her teeth on the garment. She attempted to pull it down but before she could see what lie beneath she found herself staring straight at Emma standing by her dresser.

"Oh, you're up," Emma said and smiled over at the feral.

"What?"

Confusion rang in Shalimar's voice as she watched the psionic seeming to clean her room.

"You fell asleep after the movie ended."

"Oh."

"You started panting a little bit there. You ok?"

"That's what I'd like to know," Shalimar mumbled.

"What?"

"Um, yeah. Thanks."

Shalimar watched as Emma straightened her dresser. When she finished she bent down to tie up the trash bag and Shalimar found it impossible to direct her eyes anywhere else except the psionics perfect form before her. As Emma turned around, Shalimar pretended to yarn so it wouldn't be as obvious where she'd been looking. She wasn't sure why since her and Emma checked each other out without trying to hide it all the time. Shalimar shook it off and sat up in the bed. She braced the pillow against the wall and rested her back to it.

"So what do you wanna do, sleepyhead?" Emma asked as she returned to the room from the hall. She plopped herself down on the bed beside the feral and smiled anxiously awaiting her reply.

"Um, I don't know. Whatever you want."

"We could watch another movie?"

"Hhmmm…I don't know. You want romance and I want action. We might as well watch a porno."

Both girls giggled at Shalimar's suggestion.

"Well, we'd have to go in Brennan's room for that," Emma reminded.

"So what else does that leave us with?"

"I still wanna go through these clothes. I have like five bikinis but I think I can get rid of one or two of 'em."

Shalimar felt herself tense up at the mention of Emma's bikinis. She began to see all images of Emma in those cute little bikinis she always wore. She wasn't sure if she could handle being put through something like that at a time like this. Especially not after her dreams had already stirred more desire in her than ever before.

"Um, can't we just play cards or something?"

"Ok," Emma sighed, "but I'm running out of closet space here."

Emma turned to reach into the nightstand behind her. Shalimar's eyes lit up as she saw the small pair of black underwear that was inside. Emma removed the pack of playing cards and lay back on her side next to the feral. Emma grinned up at Shalimar and stuck her tongue out to tease her further.

"Strip poker?" she asked a wide grin.

"I…don't know if I'm up for that right now…," Shalimar said though she knew she couldn't possibly say no to that game.

"Come on," Emma pleaded. "I'll make you whatever you want for lunch and dinner if you win."

"And what if you win?"

"Hhhmmm…you help me clean out my closet to the last outfit."

"Ok. And to make it more interesting, the winner also gets to pick something else that the loser has to do." Shalimar grinned at the psionic and was pleased to see her only flash the same sexy grin back at her.

"Ok. Let the games begin."

A/N: Sorry to put this at the bottom of a chapter I know it's really annoying when people do this… :P
Gelf- "another cliffhanger"-that was a cliffhanger?
Billy rose- "they should have watched apocalypse, but just the reference made my day:D" – yeah I love that one. I referenced two of her movies (of the 4 I mentioned) in that chapter cuz I like her a lot hehe :)