Author's Note: I'm really sorry this is shorter than usual! My file corrupted and I lost everything I had written for this chapter, which sucked, so I tried my best to remember everything. Thank you so much for the wonderful feedback on the last update, I really do appreciate it, though I haven't had time to reply to your reviews individually as I'm still stuck in midterm hell (also my university is on strike, which sounds nice but in actuality is like living in hell because all my assignments are still due, but I'm not getting any grades for the work I'm turning in, AND if this continues I may not be graduating this year as planned... so that's all wonderful). I hope you enjoy the chapter, and hey, look, I actually managed to stick to my update schedule!

Chapter 13: Correspondence Part 2

Naomi

Emily's lips covered mine, gentle and forceful all at once. Her hands threaded through my hair, pushing it out of my face and tugging her fingers through it. She pushed me til I was laying on the bed with her straddling my hips. I put my hands on her hips and pushed them towards me so she was grinding against me. Emily moaned into my mouth as I pushed my fingers deeper into her skin and continued to move her against me.

"Oh god," she whispered as she broke our kiss and pressed her forehead against mine. My hands moved around to grab her ass, changing the pressure and angle at which I was moving her against me. "Naomi."

I quickly took advantage of Emily's distracted state and flipped us over so I was on top. I vaguely heard some commotion in the kitchen before hearing the front door close, so I assumed that Effy must've heard us and decided to make herself scarce. I was thankful.

I took Emily's face between my hands and kissed her fiercely, my tongue moving against hers, drawing out small mewls and noises from Emily. I moved even closer to her, resting my body against hers entirely while I supported some of my weight on my forearms. I moved my lips towards her neck and sucked hard at the fragile skin I found, not leaving a spot alone until it was purple.

I moved so I was no longer on top of Emily, but placed my hand in the centre of her chest to hold her down – Emily had a tendency to try to top me when I was distracted. I moved my hips against hers, strong and forceful and deliberate, while I managed to take my shirt off one-handed. Emily was staring up at me through heavy-lidded eyes, watching me as I removed my shirt and was left in only my bra. Her hand moved towards me and grabbed at the skin she found, pinching at my hips as she tried to force me to move against her faster.

"I don't think so," I said with a smirk. I pulled Emily up so she was sitting while I removed her shirt and unclasped her bra as quickly as possible. I continued to move my hips against her, and as much as I was trying to make this about Emily, I couldn't help but notice how fucking turned on I felt. The fact of the matter was that I was going to come without even having gotten Emily naked yet if we kept moving our hips against each other like this.

So I stopped moving my hips and pushed Emily back down on the bed while I shimmied off her so I was no longer straddling her. Emily's hands grabbed at my hips and tried to make me move against her again while she moaned in protest.

"Naomi, please, I was so close," She whimpered. Oh god, this was so fucking hot. I had my boss whimpering and pleading as I straddled her and topped her, begging for me to let her come.

"Not yet, Emily," I replied. Emily moaned again and her fingers pressed almost painfully against my hips.

I rose my hips off her and pushed her pants and underwear down at the same time, as I was reminded that I was painfully close to coming, too. After a few moments, Emily lay beneath me completely naked. I made quick work of taking off my bra and my own pants and underwear. Emily's hands roamed over my skin while I undressed, moving gently and almost ghost-like over my skin.

"You're so gorgeous," She murmured while her hands caressed my breasts. I felt a blush creep up over my cheeks.

"No," I replied as I moved so I was lying on top of Emily once again, my legs resting between her own legs which were parted just enough for me to fit. "You're gorgeous."

Emily wrapped her legs around me while she continued to fondle my breasts. With her legs wrapped around me, it gave Emily slightly more control, and she started to grind herself against me once again. She pulled me down closer to her, so our breasts were touching and so my head was basically buried in her neck. I kissed the skin there as she moaned and continued to move against me.

"Naomi," She moaned. "Fucking touch me."

I smirked into her neck and pulled away slightly. I moved my hand between us, and pressed my fingers against the inside of her thigh.

"What do you want me to do, Emily?" I asked. Emily moaned again.

"Touch me, Naomi, please," She begged. "Make me come."

My fingers moved from the inside of Emily's thigh and moved towards her centre. I slid two fingers through the wetness I found there, dragging it upwards towards her clit where I began to make tight circles with my fingers. My other hand grabbed her breast and pinched at her nipple. Emily whimpered and moved her hips to match the rhythm I was beginning to set up against her clit. I moved against her so that now, my thumb was circling her clit, alternating motions between tight circles and flicking over it left to right, bottom to top. I pushed two fingers inside her and started fucking her as deep as I could possibly go. Emily's hips matched my movements.

As I fucked her, her movements became erratic and started to speed up. I lowered my lips from her shoulder, where I had been biting her, to take one of her nipples in my mouth. I sucked at her, bit at her gently, pulled at her, and her hands threaded through my hair and pushed my mouth into her harder. I was pumping my fingers into her as quickly as I could, thinking that I was two seconds away from my arm actually falling off when she moaned above me.

"Naomi, don't stop!" She cried out. "Harder!"

My arm was two seconds away from giving out, but I kept going harder just like Emily asked. I bit down against her nipple a little harder than usual, and before long she was coming. Her legs clenched around me so forcefully that she nearly sent me collapsing against her, and I would have if it weren't for my forearm that was supporting most of my weight resting next to her head. I stopped sucking and biting at her breast just in time to watch her face as she came – she looked completely blissed out. Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me into her so hard that this time I did fall on top of her.

My fingers were still moving inside her slightly and my thumb was making small and gentle moves against her clit to try to bring her down from her orgasm. Emily sighed and opened her eyes, and as we made eye contact I smiled at her. This woman was fucking amazing.

I brought my hand up to my lips and sucked them clean, the taste of Emily on my fingers driving me fucking crazy. I wanted more.

Emily was looking up at me with wide eyes, her fingers tangled in my hair as I started to move down her body, peppering kisses on her breasts, stomach, hips, before finally settling between her legs.

"Oh god," She whimpered. I grabbed her thigh and pushed it just far enough away from me so I could lean into it and kiss it, starting close to her knee, alternating kisses and licks until I reached her centre.

My fingers quickly parted her before my tongue moved between her folds. I licked at her with one hard, firm lick before focusing on her clit. One of Emily's hands clenched in my hair as she pulled me closer towards her, while her other hand grabbed at my free hand and held onto it tightly. My tongue moved against Emily's clit slowly, trying to convey that this really was about more than just sex and orgasms for me. Emily's hand clasped mine tighter and her fingers smoothed through my hair rather than pulling at it. I dipped my tongue inside her, and then moved back up to circle and move my tongue against her clit once more. Emily's hips moved against my face, and where our hands were clasped against her stomach I could feel her muscles beginning to clench.

"Naomi, I'm so close," she whimpered, telling me what I already knew. I had already mapped Emily's body carefully – I knew what would push her over the edge, I knew what muscles contracted when she came, I knew the way she would swear when she would go over the edge.

I increased the pressure against her clit and moved my tongue slightly faster. I felt Emily's stomach muscles clench again, but this time her hips raised off the bed and her hand clenched against mine hard. Her legs clenched against my head tightly and I felt even more of her wetness against my tongue, which I lapped up greedily.

"Fuck, Naomi, fuuuuuuuck," She whimpered. "Jesus, Naomi."

I continued to move my tongue against her gently until her legs loosened up and I could move my head again. I made my way up her body, leaving small kisses against her stomach, chest, shoulders, neck, before I finally kissed her lips. Emily's arms wrapped around my shoulders as I kissed her, but eventually my forearms got so fucking tired of holding me up that I just stopped kissing Emily and kind of collapsed against her. I rested my head against her shoulder and leaned into her neck, and I kind of smelled her even though that was probably creepy and weird.

"Jesus," Emily said. "I should make you dinner more often."

I laughed.

"You know that's not why I just made you come twice," I said pointedly. Emily's fingers drew small patterns against my shoulder.

"I know," She whispered. "Maybe it's time I return the favour."

Emily gathered up what was left of her strength and pushed me so I was lying on my back, finally giving my arms the break they deserved. And then, she did return the favour. Three times.

As I was coming down from my last orgasm, Emily collapsed against my side. Both of us were clearly worn out. I wrapped my arm around Emily and she nuzzled into me, placing small kisses against my collarbone.

"You know, all those things you said before," Emily whispered. "You know I feel them too, right?"

I smiled, even though I knew from where she was lying against me, she couldn't see it.

"Well, I didn't until now," I said. Emily sighed against me.

"Naomi, I care about you a lot. And I feel like you bring out the best in me, well, most of the time. Sometimes you downright piss me off, especially when you're acting like an emotionless stone wall -"

"Is this supposed to be the speech where you tell me how much you like me? Cause, right now, I'm not feelin' it," I said, somewhat joking.

"Shut up," Emily replied. Lovely. Personally, I think my speech was far better delivered than this. "You keep secrets from me, and that's fine, I get it, I don't know you very well yet. But I want to get to know you."

"And you will, Emily. It takes time," I replied. "I really don't want to argue with you after you just made me come three times and I still can't move my legs."

"Naomi, will you just stop interrupting me," Emily said, clearly beginning to get flustered. "I just, I want you to let me in. Not right this second, but slowly. I want to know you, who you really are. And I want to know about all the dirty bits that you don't share with people, because you think it'll scare them away, because you think that caring about people is weakness. You need someone, Naomi. Everybody needs someone.

"I want to care about you, Naomi, and I want you to care about me. And I will still care about you after you tell me all the hard things that you don't want to tell me. I promise you, I will still care," she whispered. She placed gentle kisses along my collarbone. We laid there in silence for a moment or two, and Emily nuzzled into my chest. I think she was listening to my heartbeat, or maybe my breathing. Her breaths started to match mine. I felt relaxed and safe with Emily in my arms.

It's funny, how loneliness crushes you the way it does, how it sits so heavily on your heart that you don't even notice the pressure of it all until you're no longer lonely. Until you look back on those moments of loneliness and contemplate how you even existed prior to finding someone who made you feel safe, and relaxed, and like you were finally at home after not having a home for such a long time.

"My mom's dying," I whispered. I said it very quietly, because even though the confession was a big one, I didn't want it to be. I wanted Emily's company, though I didn't need her comfort. My mother's diagnosis was something I had been dealing with alone for a long time. But now, I wanted to share my burden. I wanted to be able to look Emily in the eye and know that, if I wanted to, I could eventually seek comfort in her arms.

Emily shifted so she was no longer laying against me, but moved her face so she could look at me directly.

"I'm sorry, Naomi," She said, before she kissed me gently. "You know I'll always be here for you."

And then she settled back into her previous position and continued to listen to my heartbeat. Our breaths eventually synced up again. I drew small patterns on her back, while we both drifted off to sleep.

I do want someone. I do need someone. Emily was right. And when I'm with her, I feel like I'm a better person. I feel happier. Less alone. Less lonely. And maybe, for once, I'll give this a go. I'll make it simple. Because maybe being with someone can be that simple – caring about someone, knowing that they make you happy, make you feel like a better person, make you feel less lonely. Knowing that they ease the ache within your chest that settles in during those long nights when you can't sleep. With Emily by my side, it's easier. Everything is easier with Emily. Maybe it can be this simple.

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