A/N: Haven't posted a one shot in a while so I thought I'd post a short (mostly smutty) piece. Emily and Andrew have some fun over FT. Hope you all enjoy!

As always, I own none of the characters or content of CM

"Happy birthday, love." Emily spoke as Andrew's face popped onto her screen.

"Thank you!" Andrew smiled and sighed. "I miss you." It had been three months since they'd seen each other, long distance made even harder with the COVID pandemic.

"I miss you, too." Emily smiled sadly. "Did you get my gift?"

"I think so. A box arrived a few days ago from DC and I just assumed it was from you so I haven't opened it yet." He said, moving off screen for a second before he returned with a large box set in front of him on the bed. "You want me to open it now?"

"Yeah," Emily replied, excited to see the reaction on his face.

Andrew tore at the seam of the box, opening it and pulling the tissue paper out. His eyes widened and his smile grew as he took in the contents of the box. "No way! Em, you're the best!"

"I know how much you like mine and I figured since you're home a lot more now, it might be nice." Emily had gotten him a Nespresso machine and milk frother identical to the one at her place, as well as purchased a mix pack of coffee pods she was pretty sure he would like.

"Seriously, babe. You have no idea how excited I am to use this!" His face looked like a child on Christmas as he started reading some of the instructions for set up. Looking back at the screen a moment later, his face softened. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome," Emily smiled, running her fingers through her hair absentmindedly.

"I miss doing that."

"What?" She asked, before she realized what she was doing. "Oh, my hair?"

"Mmhmm," Andrew hummed. "I wish I were the one running my fingers through those glorious locks of yours.

"You make it sound like it's something special," Emily laughed.

"It is. It's so soft and thick. I love carding my fingers through it." He smiled mischievously, "Or when you're on top when we're making love and you lean forward, the way it frames your face and tickles my skin. God, I miss that. Miss you."

Emily felt her skin flush at the sultry tone of his voice. It had been months since they were last together and she missed being with him, in every sense of the word. "I wish I were there with you. Your birthday gift would've looked vastly different if I was." Emily smirked.

"Oh yeah?" Andrew grinned.

"Yeah. I'd give you a taste of something other than coffee."

Andrew swallowed hard, pleased with the direction this conversation was going. "We could still have some fun though. I may not be able to taste you but I can see you and hear you and that's almost as good of a gift."

"What exactly would you like to do, birthday boy?" Emily teased, situating herself against her headboard.

"I want you to run your fingers through your hair again, but I want you to imagine they're mine." Emily follows his instructions. "Now lightly run your fingers along your neck, across your shoulder and down lower to those gorgeous breasts of yours." Emily has to set the phone down for a moment to peel her shirt off, unclasping her bra as well and tossing it aside. When she picks the phone back up she makes sure Andrew has a good view of her chest before she runs the fingers of her free hand between her breasts. "God, you're so beautiful." His voice is raspy and Emily can feel the wetness beginning to pool between her legs. "Now play with your nipples, love. However you like, baby, just…" his breath hitches and Emily realizes he's touching himself now, too. "Just let me hear you," he finishes his sentence.

Emily does as she's told, squeezing her breast before flicking her nipple with her thumb. She let's out a moan as she repeats the action on her other breast before pinching her nipple between her thumb and index finger, eliciting a whimper.

Andrew lets out a groan at the sight of her, eyes closed as she slides her hand down, unable to wait any longer. "That's it, Em." He spurs her on when he sees her jaw drop, quickening the pace of his hand as he works his own arousal. Emily lets out a wanton noise that Andrew recognizes instantly, and even though he can't see her hand he knows she's circling her clit. "Dip your fingers inside, love. Imagine it's me and go deep, babe. You always feel so good, so wet and tight."

"Andrew," Emily sighs as she eases a finger inside, quickly adding a second.

"You look so good right now, Em. Are you close?"

"Uh huh," Emily gasps. "So close."

"Let me here you. I want to hear you come, Emily," Andrew encourages.

A few seconds later, Emily explodes, gasping and moaning as she rides out the waves of pleasures. As she's coming down from her high, she hears Andrew grunt and moan as he reaches his own peak, opening her eyes to see him slump back against his headboard.

"That makes two damn good presents you gave me." Andrew remarks as he meets her eyes through the screen again, making Emily laugh.