Emily giggled incessantly as she dashed into the living room, carrying a bowl of popcorn and a plate of various baked goodies, trying to keep ahead of her huntress, who was in hot pursuit, Lena having challenged her in their mild inebriation, any thoughts of losing food to the carpet below being thrust out of their minds. Lena grinned wildly as she held out her arms, also packed with different assortments of snack, trying to rush and grab Emily somehow, her mind not at all concerned with the method as much as the result.
"I'm gonna catch you!" Lena shouted with a bubbly air, "The 'Go!' doesn't mean you're supposed to go away!"
"No!" Emily cried in a rapturous laughter, fearing whatever tickling advance she faced should her lover get her hands on her, "Nearly making it to the couch where she'd be safe.
Just as she was about to cast herself through the air, she noticed a blue dash of light blow past her, Lena suddenly appearing in her way, having already ceded her handfuls of items to the coffee table and prepared, with outstretched arms, to take hold of her red-haired angel. For her own part, Emily's motor skills had faded enough that her footing only became slurred as she tried to force herself backward, only forcing herself to stumble in Lena's direction, falling into the pilots arms as well as falling into further laughter.
"You cheated!" she shouted with eyes closed from tears, "This doesn't even count!"
Lena grinned as she propped Emily up, happy to see the floor having been spared from anything falling from Emily's grasp, "Darn it, really? I lost?"
She feigned a frustrated sigh as she fell into the couch, crossing her arms, "I guess I'll just have my punishment and sit here next to you all night. Bullocks!"
Emily smirked at her implication, taking a seat as well after placing her dishes on the table and grabbing the remote, giggling once more as Lena hopped over onto her knees beside her, immediately curling up there in the space between Emily and the couch.
"Quit it! That tickles!" she laughed, coiling away from Lena's hands and nuzzling face.
Undeterred, Lena merely shoved her head further into Emily's side, reaching her arms around her body to pull her closer, leaving her giggling further at the ticklish feeling, finally pleading, "Come on, are we gonna watch something or not? We could probably binge something that's short if you're up for staying up late."
Sighing with wistful loss as she pulled away, Lena nevertheless spoke brightly, "Yeah! Just pick somethin'; I'm not too choosy, especially with this stuff you've made. You could plant me on the couch and call me Hibiscus!"
"Let's not," Emily grinned, flipping through the television, "I don't know why I asked, you're always at the ready to stay up late. I have to tie you down to keep you in bed with me sometimes."
Lena wore a comically wondering face as Emily smiled, "I don't mind, but seriously, if you're gonna use that shampoo, and with how soft and warm your skin is, I don't know how I couldn't want you in there with me forever."
She paused as she suddenly turned her eyes toward the bottle of champagne on the coffee table, her brow rising in surprise, "Wow, I'm already pretty sloshed."
"Pfft," Lena scoffed, reaching for a glass of the wine and handing it to her partner, "C'mon, I wanna hear more about things you'd never say otherwise!"
Emily rolled her eyes, "Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"I'd adore it," Lena nodded like a puppy.
Groaning, Emily still smirked as she took the glass and followed with another sip, shaking her head, "Its so unfair; your metabolism basically forces you to keep your wits about you. I can't ever remember you saying anythin' weird."
Lena grinned, falling back against the couch as she replied, "I only ever drink with you; how would you even know? I could'a told you I was a bubble boy and you'd-"
"PFFF-HA HA HA!" Emily suddenly cackled, her body collapsing into her lap as she instinctively held her glass away from her as she shook, lost in this reverie, "Ha ha! Bubble boy! Bub-bub-bubble!"
More lost as to her waning class of humor, Lena couldn't help but laugh herself, though not nearly to Emily's extent. She threw her body back against the couch as her ribs began to hurt from incessance, tears already filling her eyes in rapturous laughter.
Lena shook her head in disbelief at just how lost her lover was, though she enjoyed every moment of it, refusing to take her eyes off from her as she reached for a macadamia-filled cookie from the table, taking a bite as Emily began to descend from her high.
"Hey," she muttered, leaning in close, carrying a serious energy despite her reddened eyes and vain attempt to hold back her grin, "Hey Lena."
Lena's own lips curled in amusement as Emily's face came frightfully close to her own, still unable to demonstrate restraint as she spoke quietly, laughter breaking through even as she spoke, "Bubbow."
She fell back as she collapsed once again, her fire arm resting along she'd midsection as her body ached from its laughter, leaving Lena to share in the same exuberance, muttering to her partner between a cracked smile, "You're so sauced."
Emily couldn't argue, though as she began to regain her composure, she pushed herself back up, wiping away tears as she sighed deeply, "Okay… Okay… We're good. Here's a show I've been all about the last few weeks, alright? We'll just sit back and enjoy it, okay?"
"Sounds like a plan to me," Lena nodded with half a cookie hanging from her mouth.
She bit off the rest of her bite, grabbing her cookie as she settled in, snuggling beside Emily with far more tame movements than earlier, her head whipping around in shock as Emily grabbed the cookie from her hand and took a bite of her own before passing it back, leaving Lena with a grin at the brashness of such an act, one she never would have done without alcoholic urging.
The show began as Lena reached for Emily's phone, smiling at the sight of the same picture greeting her as was on her own, dimming the lights before placing it down again, leaving the two of them with little more than the television and a gentle orange glow as they sat there together, taking random paws at the various goodies on the table.
"Hey, pull that blanket up," Emily asked, shaking in her seat, "It's cold and I don't want to get up."
Lena did as she asked, grinning as she hiked up the blanket over herself, "I could be at the thermostat in three nanoseconds."
"Yeah, but that'd be three less nanoseconds of you being here with me," Emily mused, again demonstrating her abilities while slightly intoxicated.
Lena smiled a soft smile, turning her head over her shoulder to catch Emily's attention, "I love you."
"Mmmhmhmm," Emily moaned warmly as she quickly buried her head in Lena's side to hide her embarrassment, "I love you too."
Her arms wrapped around Lena as she pulled her backwards, trying to pull her closer as the blanket was pulled over stop the pair of them, covering the two in their own warmth, though leaving their arms enclosed to the coffee table, a fact that had been lost on Emily a moment earlier. She suddenly frowned at the thought, though either in her own wanting, or her own powers of premonition, Lena's body evaporated for just a moment before returning to its place beneath the thick blanket, the fabric barely falling as she warped so quickly, returning with a brownie in her head.
She winked at Emily, who only frowned at not being included, "Neat trick, huh?"
"I suppose," she muttered, reaching her hand out for whatever share of the treat Lena would offer, groaning as she teasingly pulled her hand away, "Staaahp."
Leaving Lena asnicker, Emily pouted for a moment until she finally received half of the treat, Lena sticking her tongue out, "Okay, here, cutie."
Emily turned eager, happily receiving the brownie and carefully taking a bite from half of her end, moaning appreciatively as she savored the taste of home, this recipe having gone unchanged since before she'd been introduced to it.
"So good," she spoke with a contented smile, her eyes closed s she took in the sweet tasting treat, leaving Lena with a wanting look on her face, eyeing her own brownie which didn't nearly have the same effect on her.
She watched in the same way an animal might watch a human use a tool, critiquing Emily's every move as she brought the rest of her treat into her mouth, as if ready to replicate her action to achieve the desired effect, though Lena quickly lost herself at Emily's lips opening, catching just the faintest glimpse of her tongue as it ran along he bite of brownie to pull it toward her teeth, a shiver running through Lena's body at the sight.
Emily sighed with a satisfied breath, nodding to herself as she spoke, "That's some good champagne, I think!"
She giggled at the thought, pulling her hand up toward her face to lick the chocolate off from her thumb and index finger, though halfway along, Lena whipped a quick hand up to grasp her wrist, locking her back to leave Emily with a look of surprise.
"What's up?" she wondered sincerely, noticing Lena's intent stare on her fingers.
Slowly, Lena's vision trailed up Emily's arm, locking with her own pair of eyes as she leaned forward, her eyelids closing as Lena brought her lover's arm the rest of the way, her lips parting to allow the chocolate stained finger into the warmth of her mouth, forcing her lips closed around its tip and leaving Emily quite aghast at the sight. Lena's tongue ran along her fingertip, lapping at its end, slurping along its length as she tried to relieve her lover's skin of that sweet blemish. While initially shocked, Emily's eyes fell into contentedness at both the care and the adoration being demonstrated, even if in an odd sort of way.
Suddenly, Lena's head tilted downward, manipulating Emily's finger as her tongue switched from a pointed, precise stroke to a far more broad swatch, her tongue now wrapping around as much of her finger as she could, sending a tremor through Emily's body, recognizing this action far more sharply than the previous one. A heavy breath escaped Emily's lips as Lena slowly slid her face away, sucking at her lover's skin until a pop signaled her final departure, leaving her with a softened face as she smiled.
"I don't know about everyone else, but your skin makes stuff taste much better," Lena surmised before repeating the process with her thumb, though far less extensively, as though merely testing her hypothesis with a cursory taste, "Mmmhmm. Definitely tastier."
Along the way, Emily's face has turned to a blush, leaving Lena with a grin as her eyesight caught a glimpse of the lovely sight, always finding her face and hair matching to be a far more fetching sort of sight than she'd ever seen on anybody else. She grinned rather mischievously, knowing such a thing was quite rare when she was slightly sauced as she was.
"Did I finally get past that armor?" she muttered with a flash of a teasing tongue.
Emily replied weakly, "N-No! I just…"
Despite her resistance, she said no more, leaving Lena with as much confirmation as she needed, suddenly grinning wider as she leaned overtop of Emily, bringing her knees up onto the couch, straddling her lover's lap as she bent her head low, nearly meeting hers already.
"I wonder…" she mused with teasing intent, bringing the last bite of her brownie up to her face and holding it at her lips, eyeing Emily with wanting eyes as she lowered herself, giving Emily all the direction she needed, even if she found it entirely embarrassing.
Emily's lips opened carefully, almost unsure, though she still closed her eyes and accepted Lena's altered kiss, immediately tasting sweetness not only frown the small bit of brownie, but from Lena's lips, the softest, most warm pair of skin that Emily ever could have wanted to be joined to. Their kiss began chaste enough, though as the brownie began to melt and render its form meaningless, their lips both immediately began closing atop the others, sucking at their lover's lips, as though tugging over the sweetness, trying to claim enough of the chocolate before finding enough of the sweet taste from the other's softness, simply leaving them claiming the other's lips entirely, sucking delicately, neither of them willing to take a breath, lest they be apart for any amount of time.
Lena pushed herself further over her lover, Emily falling back into the crook of the sofa between the arm and backing, her head resting just comfortably along the padding as Lena's determination grew, her kissing becoming more and more primal as she descended further into nothing but worship for this red-haired angel.
"MMM," Emily suddenly moaned aloud into Lena's mouth, feeling her breaths begin to lapse, instinctively sucking in past her lips to compensate which only served to bring more of Lena's gasps and skin into her mouth, "HMMM!"
She suddenly recalled her nose, having lost entirely to both the alcohol and Lena herself, sucking in a relieving breath as Lena continued to take her lips, the both of them sharing even in their exhalation as their hearts burst into full speed, the tightness boiling in Emily's chest as Lena's tongue began to explore beyond her lips, her mind flashing white, back to just a few moments ago.
Emily pulled away, gasping for air as her half-open eyes refuse to break contact with Lena's, feeling a warm sort of comfort in being covered by her partner's body from above, "You knew we weren't watching anything, did you?"
Lena grinned, "I knew I'd be watching you. doing very nice things, at that."
She gave a wry kind of smirk as she lowered her head in a seductive stare, "You could watch me do some very nice things for you, too."
Still reeling from their earlier breathless delight, Emily could only watch Lena for a moment, almost unable to comprehend her words. At such an adorable sight, her lover having been reduced down to, essentially, a ball of lovely-smelling hair and tasty skin, Lena stuck her tongue out in a teasing pose, though she didn't retrieve it, instead lowering her head into the inviting nape of her neck, running her tongue along Emily's collarbone until she began to flinch at the sensation.
"L-Lena," she mumbled quietly, reaching her hands up to grasp the back of her head, nearly pulling her closer into her skin, "Lena…"
Her lover's head turned and bowed as Lena's tongue followed the tendons and valleys along Emily's neck, pulling away only to shift above her face, the two meeting eye to eye for only a moment before Lena softly kissed her face, once, twice, again, again.
"G-Geez…" Emily whines softly, "You don't need to get that close to my freckles…"
Lena muttered between kisses, her face still, "But they're so pretty."
Emily frowned as the pads of her fingers curled inward to inadvertently send her nails against Lena's skin as pleasurable shocks bit at her skin with each gently kiss at her face, her voice enraptured, "Y-You're so hopeless sometimes…"
She felt Lena's lips swirling against her skin, forming into a smirk before her head jumped back to her neck at the same time Lena's hand fell against Emily's stomach, the red-head's eyes breaking open just slightly as she recognized her lover's intention, her own hand meeting atop hers and resting there as Lena sucked at her skin, her hand slowly running down Emily's body with her own hand in tow.
"Lena…" Emily whispered in enraptured whispers, "Lena…"
She gave a quiet gasp as Lena's fingers pushed into her skin, pressing beneath her woolen pajama pants, even behind her panties that she had spent a considerable time picking out for her lover. Perhaps due to the alcohol, she figured, the nerves just beneath her skin were alight with pleasures shocks at every press of Lena's fingers, her index and middle fingers spreading apart as they worked toward the space between her legs. Having grasped onto Lena's wrist to continue following along, Emily's hand slid down back atop her fingers, curling her own digits just as-
"Len-AH!"
Emily's body instinctually jumped, leaving Lena with a mischievous grin as her lover reacted to her motion. Emily curled up, pulling her legs up as pressing her thighs together as though to snuggle Lena's hands there just above her emboldened lips. Her free arm reached around Lena's head, grabbing a tuft if her lover's hair and pulling her into a kiss while her opposing hand entwined with Lena's fingers as they swirled around, holding hands almost as a finger pressed into Emily, causing a succulent moan to escape into Lena's mouth.
"MMM," she moaned, pulling her things up, encouraging Lena to press on, "Mmm-ahh… Fuck, babe. I missed your touch so much. I- HMM-"
Lena stole her words with another kiss as she added another finger to Emily's tightness, running them rhythmically along her curling walls, watching her face through narrow eyes to see her lover's face swirl into longing, her own heart beginning to race, her legs weakening at the very sight of her lover falling into pleasured submission, Emily's body merely twisting and turning only to heighten whatever it was Lena knew was bringing her to a ruinous ecstasy.
Emily's eyes suddenly appeared above whetted cheeks, a grin stretching out as her breath shook, noticing Lena's weakening frame, "Sorry to have left you, love."
Lena's face tightened seriously, "I'll take care of you first."
A smirk appeared as Emily replied with a cocky attitude, "Since when have we ever taken turns?"
"Because," Lena began, though unable to continue, "Just because."
Emily's face left its amusement, more due to her lover's now-stagnant fingers, and she spoke up, "You're still feeling guilty? Love, I already told you-"
"I know what you told me," Lena interrupted.
Emily frowned, "Then you know that-GAH!"
In a twisting moment of bursting nerves, Emily's body immediately contracted, her muscles rendered uncontrollable for the slightest moment as Lena's thumb found its spot just above her lips, leaving Emily's breaths as shallow as they'd ever been as she stared into Lena's eyes, the pilot continuing again in her loving pulsations of fingertips and caressing. She stared into Emily's eyes with a sort of bestial intent, which Emily was unable to resist, fighting tooth and nail with her muscles to keep her eyes open so as to witness her lover's intense adoration of her body.
Emily's body continued its rhythmic dance beneath her lover, her hot breaths brushing against Lena's face as the two shared their lips and tongues, their entire bodies, and very soon, they would share much more as Emily's insides began to entangle itself in rapturous pleasure, fighting back her release of only to revel in Lena's worship for just one moment longer. Having known this woman, however, Lena knew how to break her final defense, while also taking from Emily her own sort of delight.
Her lover squealed in piteous loss as Lena's hand left its curled form between her thighs, Emily frowning for but a moment before Lena slid down her body, grabbing handfuls of her waistband and yanking her pajamas down, always catching a thrill out of seeing her lover's legs framed like a painting beneath the lovely little things she'd find to greet her lover's adoring face.
Lena grinned as her eyes jumped toward Emily's face, her hair awash along the arm of the couch as she held a finger in her mouth, seeming to be sucking it in place of any part of Lena's body, "Green?"
Emily smiled, "You think I look pretty in it."
"I certainly do," Lena poke in reply, sticking out a teasing tongue before returning to the green-striped pair of panties hugging Emily's waist, alternating between different gradations in a playful sort of coloration, though also doing little to hide from her just how turned on she had made her lover.
Without removing the article of clothing so delicately curated for her own taste, Lena slid down off the couch, pulling its bridged section of clothing to the side and taking little time to admire her lover, particularly knowing just how far the both of them now were from waiting for much of anything. Before she could press on, she felt a delicate touch atop her head, feeling Emily's tender fingers curling into her hair, lovingly caressing her scalp as she eyed her lover with appreciative eyes.
"I'm gonna screw you so good, y'know," Emily cocked a grin.
Lena's eyes jumped to meet hers, her face most obscured by her crotch, and she replied, "Funny. I was just thinking the same thing about right now."
Emily stuck her tongue out, though it immediately retreated as she took in a sharp breath, her body rising from the shock, her hands clutching the couch and pushing her body up as Lena's lips met hers, leaving her encaptured by nothing more than those soft bits of skin. Her eyes went wide as she took in the feeling of Lena's slurping tongue crossing bodies and taking her in, leaving electric pleasure in its wake. All she could do was pull Lena as close to her as she could, knowing her lover would be quite fine suffocating, if only to take in nothing but her lover.
It was much the same way Emily went about these things, a thought that brought a softened smile to her face.
Emily awoke at some point in the night, still awash with a gentle tingle of pleasantness covering every bit of her skin, making her all the more aware of the thick blanket atop of her, its slightly frilly fabric running comfortably above her as she turned onto her back, simply closing her eyes to return to sleep, though she quickly felt a warmth accompanying her beneath the comforter, that of Lena Oxton, her own personal hero, who lay in her own place in the bed they shared, her breaths light and rhythmic, sometimes followed by a cute-sounding mumble of a snore whenever her head would turn out of place.
Emily, with eyes still closed, continued the spinning of her body, coming to her left side just beside Lena's stomach-down form, her head half-buried in her pillow, allowing Emily a quick look at her gently soft face, finding her to be far more beautiful that anything she could have ever conjured. She slid closer and rested her head on Lena's pillow before draping an arm around Lena's back in a foolhardy attempt at wrapping her up completely, though she was only met with silence as Lena came to wake, her breathing becoming inaudible as her eyes blinked open, a smiling appearing buried in her pillow as she noticed Emily's close face.
"Hey, love," she spoke quietly, the dark of night compelling her to do so.
Emily replied with a smile all her own, only spinning her head into the fluffiness to hide her embarrassment, her hand gently caressing Lena's back instead. Lena grinned, knowing she would often find such a feeling after they would embark on some voyage along the sexual realm, fining her all the more pretty for such things. She lazily spun onto her side toward Emily, allowing her lover's arm to wrap around her.
"There. Not so embarrassed when I'm looking away, right?" Lena asked softly.
"Nope," Emily replied easily, pulling Lena against her chest to allow her a spot to rest her face against her shoulder, eyes closed, all but prepared to fall asleep in this warmth.
She felt Lena's hand come up and hold onto her own, both their hands just coming to rest above the valley between her breasts, before the pilot brought Emily's to her face, giving her a sincere kiss at its backside before allowing it to return.
"This is home."
"Hmm?" Emily wondered with an inquiring hum.
Lena smiled, turning her head over her shoulder to catch whatever glimpse she could of Emily's face, "There's nothing else but you that I come home to. So, y'know, you're my home."
A gentle giggle left Emily, "Look at you, so romantic all of a sudden."
Emily nuzzled her face into Lena's neck, causing her dark hair to shiver as she fought away the tickling feeling, leaving Emily to conclude, "You know, the only way to keep you in bed with me, all night, is to keep your legs from performing much at all."
"Sounds like that movie," Lena chided with a grin.
"Or I could make it more fun and just make love to you until you can barely feel them," Emily snickered, kissing her shoulder, "Even if I can't complete that task, I can make you too tired to prance off."
She took a moment aback, thinking for a moment before, "I'm your home, huh?"
"Mmhmm," Lena replied, her hand tightening over Emily's, "Your arms are my home, your eyes, your fingers, your lips. I'd let the world crumble to its knees before I choose anywhere else I'd rather be. When I run off, it's only to protect you; that's why-"
"Why you make me lock the door," Emily nodded with a smile, "I know, I know."
Lena took a moment, then slowly fell onto her back, Emily sliding away to allow her to do so, Lena's eyes peering over toward her lover as she muttered, "You're the only person who's ever understood me, or taken the time to get me. I've been told my high energy is like a wild fire, just burning everybody I get close to…"
"Lena…" Emily spoke softly, propping herself up on her elbow, watching her from above, "I love you. so, so very much. If that stupid analogy is true, I'd be an endless wick or something, I don't know; I love who you are, you know. and you love me, so… That counts more than anything. If I had to choose, I'd give up anything for-"
"Not your hair," Lena frowned, "Never give that up; it's too gorgeous."
Emily chuckled lightly, reached up to pull her hair down a large tuft of hair, "Alright, alright. Not the hair, okay?"
"Or your eyes," Lena went on, seriously, "or that thing you do when you're really focused on something and you start rubbing your chin. Don't give that up either."
Grinning, Emily lowered her head for a moment to hide a giggle, returning to her serious-looking girlfriend with a quick, "Anything else I shouldn't give up if I'm having to trade stuff?"
"Maybe just everything," Lena shrugged with a grin, "I can jump through space-time to rescue you. How many people can say that?"
Emily's lips crinkled at the thought, her eyes averted, "Well, there was some randy back in college who claimed to be able to send people through time, but I don't think that was the same thing."
She returned to her lover with a smile, "Hard to beat the real thing when it's laying right beside you."
"You're very observant, love," Lena grinned, reaching out to kiss her other half's cheek, "You said I was always here when you needed me. If there's ever a time when you don't, when you simply want me here, I'll come running, okay?"
Emily smiled, "You've got a world to protect."
"I've got a woman to protect," Lena corrected.
Smiling, her red-haired lover just barely shook her head, "You think you're so cool, huh?"
"I believe you've called me your hero on occasion," Lena replied cheekily.
Emily eyed her more seriously, "You're a hero to far more people than me, you know."
"I'd give up everything else to just be your hero," Lena whispered, her head leaning toward Emily to catch her lips with her own, pulling them into a gentle kiss.
Emily pushed herself closer as they shared in their delirious and tired attempts at purely chaste kisses, "Just don't give up your fire. or your lips."
Lena grinned against her kiss, forcing Emily to finish, "I don't know how I could live without either."
A/N: That moment when the foreplay is so sensual, you don't even bother writing the rest of the love scene :p
The next chapter will be the epilogue, which will set up the remaining two stories in this Overwatch saga I've been writing, so expect something to whet your appetite for the next story, which will be a Talon-focused tale to set up all those characters for the finale. I hope you're excited to see how everything ties together- I'm beyond thrilled at the prospect of writing it ;D
