Disclaimer: I do not own Bates Motel nor do I own the characters

Summery: Dylan gets a surprise.

Author's Note:

XOXOXOX

It starts out simple. Whenever Emma walks into the Bates Motel office, there would always be something waiting for her. A beautiful flower, a notebook with little notes written randomly inside, a book he thought she would like. Small gestures that would make her heart soar whenever she saw them at her desk.

Later, when he would come to the office to visit her, he would have a blinding smile on his face as soon as she laid eyes on him. It was contagious and she would find herself grinning at him as she wraps her arms around him and thanks him for her present.

"You don't need to buy me anything Dyl. I just want to see you and I'm happy." She would say and he would always nod at her and said he knows but there would still be another present waiting for her on her next shift.

Every Thursday when Emma would have off, Dylan would bring her breakfast or make it for her and spend the whole day with her. Sometimes they would just relax in her room watching movies on her laptop. Sometimes they would take road trips to places they haven't been to before. Most of the time though, they would go to the barn and just talk by the lake. Telling stories, sharing secrets, and getting even closer to each other. The more Dylan and Emma spent together, the harder they both were falling for the other. Emma was finding it harder and harder to resist him and she soon realized she didn't want to anymore.

After a month of being together, it was a regular Thursday morning and Emma was anxiously waiting for Dylan to stop over. This was her chance. Her dad went to a taxidermy convention upstate, leaving Emma to her own devices with the promise to call if she needed him for any reason. She nervously played with her sun necklace she never took off her neck until she could hear his familiar walk up the steps to her door.

She opened the door just as he was about to knock and he smiled when he saw her beautiful face staring at him.

"Hey babe, how'd you sleep?" He asks her softly kissing her cheek as he walks inside. He puts the groceries down on her kitchen counter and gets started making some oatmeal and eggs for them. He expertly finds all the supplies he needs as he works his way through the kitchen. It's been almost month since he started coming over and making breakfast for the both of them so he knew where everything was. It wasn't exactly memorable, but he likes spending their day off with each other and he wants to make sure they are both eating properly.

"Have I ever told you how sexy you look cooking in my kitchen?" Emma teases him as she wraps her arms around his waist and buries her head against his back.

He smiles and places his hand over hers.

"No but don't let me stop you from telling me how sexy you think I am." He teases back as he finishes making her scrambled eggs and putting them on a plate for her.

She smirks against his back before she steps away from him. They have been dancing around each other for too long and Emma knew it was time for her to place some not so subtle hints that she was ready for more than kissing.

"I'll tell you how sexy you are whenever you want. Or show you." She smiles innocently and he looks at her with eyes widened for a second.

"Alright beautiful, enough teasing. Come and eat your breakfast." He says lightly and kisses her sweetly on the lips before moving their plates to the table.

His hands were sweating a little. He doesn't know what was going on but it was getting harder to resist his desires...his desires for her. His whole life, sex was something natural; something he didn't over think or over feel. If he wanted someone and they wanted him, sex; end of story. However, since meeting Emma and knowing how much he cared, no loved her, he knew he didn't want to rush things. She wasn't making it easy on him though. Lately she's been wearing sexier cloths, her hands resting lower down his waist, her kisses even more passionate than they already were. She was irresistible and she was using it to her full advantage.

They eat in silence, Emma only letting out little moans in appreciation and Dylan looking at her with a mixture of amusement and lust. When they finish eating, Dylan takes the plates to the sink and Emma rinses them off and puts them in the dishwasher.

"So what did you want to do today?" He asks her casually and she smirks to herself.

"I was thinking of just having a lazy day here. Maybe watch some scary movies?" She asks him innocently and Dylan looks at her suspiciously. She almost never wants to stay home; just what was his girl up to?

"Sure. Whatever you want to do." He answers her hesitantly and she resists the urge to jump up in triumph.

"Perfect." She smiles and sets up the movies in the living room. That was another red flag to Dylan. She never wants to be in the living room. The rare times they are in her house, she wants to lay in her bed with him and have him hold her close while they watch a movie. Something was definitely going on.

They watch Scream one and two in her living room; Emma only getting up to make some Jiffy Pop on the stove to get the "full experience" as she says and bring them some water. She lays her head on Dylan's chest and rubs little circles on his waist over his thin shirt.

He could barley concentrate during the movies. She was slowly driving him to the point of no return. When she wasn't rubbing her hand over his stomach, she was placing kisses on his chest or rubbing her leg up and down his. He was sure she could hear his heart beating out of his chest, but she didn't comment on it.

When the second movie finally ended, Emma gets up from the couch and stretches. Her tiny T-shirt riding up, revealing her pale and flat stomach to him. She smiles at him softly and readjusts her canola.

"Wanna lay down for a little? I still didn't finish that book you gave me last week." She asks him as she bites her lip, drawing his attention to her plump bottom lip in her mouth.

He swallows and nods to her as she holds out her hand for him to take and she leads him to her bedroom. When she opens the door, he thinks his heart was going to stop.

Her white see through curtains that were more for decoration than anything were changed for satin black; to block the sun and make her room more privet. Her bed sheets were also different; instead of her usual cotton sheets and comforter they were deep red and no blanket that he could see, although he does see a box of condoms. In the corner of his eyes he sees the familiar black and pink Victoria's Secret bag next to her closet that he knows she put there on purpose.

Emma leads him to the bed and she sits down while he is frozen in place, looking at her; waiting for her to say something.

"Dylan, I know you've been wanting to go slow, but I know I'm ready for this. I love you and I want to be with you in every way." She says softly and he swears the best feeling in the world consumed him at her words.

She loved him. She loved him and wanted him.

He moves closer to her so that he was basically hovering over her; his lips so close to hers she could smell the popcorn on his breath.

"Just how long have you been planning this?" He whispers against her lips and it's her turn to swallow. She bites her lip again and takes out her canola before taking her shirt off to reveal her red lace bra.

"Couple weeks." She admits and smirks when she sees the effect she has on him.

Dylan carefully places his knees on the bed and Emma lays down with him still over her. She can feel the rough material of his cloths against her bare stomach and she fights the urge to moan.

"Are you sure baby?" He has to ask before he does anything. He wants her more than she realizes but he won't do anything unless he knows she is a hundred percent sure.

"I love you." She says again and he gives a genuine smile.

"God I hope you know I love you too, so much." He says before kissing her.

He goes slowly, not wanting her to lose her breath since she wasn't wearing her oxygen. He takes his shirt off and Emma wastes no time in exploring ever inch of his exposed skin. Gentle kisses turn more passionate and soon Dylan finds himself pulling down the matching red panties Emma bough just for him.

He knows it isn't her first time, but as soon as he slips the condom on his length, he is gentle when he enters her, not wanting to hurt her in anyway. He closes his eyes and he swears he was in heaven she felt that good. Soon enough, Emma wants more. She surprisingly flips them over before giving him a saucy grin before she starts moving her hips in a slow yet deep pace. Sweat drips down her neck and Dylan licks it off her skin as their thrust get more animistic.

"Dylan." Emma moans as she rides him harder and faster, trying to catch her breath but not wanting to stop even if her life depended on it.

"God I love you baby. So fucking much." He groans as she holds in her screams when she feels her body's release before he lets himself go as well.

She collapses on top of him still placing little kisses on his sweaty chest as she tries to catch her breath.

"So... that wos' worth da wait." She mutters and he can hear her accent peaking through and it makes his chest tighten in lust.

"You're accent is so sexy." He mutters as he runs his hands down her bare back before moving a little to give her her canola.

She laughs a little as she puts it on before kissing him sweetly.

"Just give me a couple minutes before round two." She says and he gives her a grin before laying her down on the mattress.

"Oh no baby. You wanted this and now you've got me hooked. Now it's my turn." He smirks as he kisses his way down her chest going lower.

Emma's eyes go wide as he goes even lower, her hands immediately going into his hair.

Oh shit, best idea ever!

TBC

had to do a little love scene and to be honest I haven't done one in so long so it probably sucks.