First of all, thank you so much to everyone that's reading, has reviewed, favorited or are following this story. Seriously, when I started this, I had no idea people would like this so much. So yeah, a million thanks!

And secondly - sorry I'm slow, I know this is an important chapter. I can't say anything else than I've used my time on work, catching up with old friends and drinking alcohol. Now the vacation is over though.

I've thought about another story, and kind of want to set it out in life, but I won't do it until I finish this story - and that will take a while ;) So don't worry, I won't leave this.

Okay, on with it. Hope you like it, I'm a bit nervous.

I don't own skins.

Chapter 13: You stain me

Naomi PoV

"So where do I drive here?" I yell at Emily over the sound of the motor. She just points in between two islets, and I slowly drive the boat over there. I was terrified of crashing in underwater rocks, remembering Kieran told me that it was lots of them around the island.

I asked Emily to join me for a boat trip, and she excitedly suggested we'd go to one of her favorite places. I picked her up on the bank outside her house where she was waiting with a backpack. I did only bring a sweater, as I suspected it would get cold when - if - the sun went down as we were out. She had explained where we were going, but I was so unfamiliar with the waters around here that I wouldn't find it even if I had a map.

I was very relieved when she agreed to tag along, and even more relieved when she didn't bring up my dismissiveness earlier. And boy, did she look stunning when I picked her up. She was just wearing a plain skirt and a royal blue sweater, but the color in contrast to her hair did unexplainable things to me.

Finally she started jumping up and down in her seat in the front of the boat. Her pointy finger had turned its direction in towards shore, and then I saw it too. It was a beach, and it was empty. It wasn't a big beach or anything, but the sand was white and it stretched great into the sea. I could really fathom why she considered it as one of her favorites.

The beach was secluded, surrounded by hills, and very hard to see from out on the sea. As we slowly drifted closer to land, I got a bit anxious. The water was becoming shallower by the minute, and the motor reached a bit deeper than the actual boat.

"Emily, I'm seriously going to run aground, and then Kieran is going to kill me!" I slowed down to the point where we were barely moving at all. Emily leaned over and looked down into the water, then she turned back to me with a smirk on her face.

"It's like ten feet down." she raises her eyebrows, amused. I look down into the water with furrowed brows, but as I'm about to further question her, she forestalls me.

"It's because the water is so clear, it makes an illusion that you're closer than you really are. But come on, we'll moor the boat over there." she points over to some rocks at the side of the beach, a small pole sticking up.

"Okay."

When Emily had moored - I had been pushed aside as she wouldn't trust my mooring skills with even tying a water tube to land - we climbed over the rocks to get to the beach. As soon as we reached the patch of grass just beyond the smooth and warm sand, Emily put down her backpack and declared this was the spot. Of course I acceded.

We sat down just watching the view for a bit, before she moved and zipped open the backpack.

"What did you bring?"

"Oh, just some blankets to sit on." She smiled as she pulled them out and arranged them for us to relax on. But as I dutifully sat down, she started to search around us for driftwood. I watched her for a while as she gathered some sticks in her hand with an appreciative look. I couldn't help but notice how the muscles in her leg moved as she bowed down. And her skin were flawless. For a second I wondered if it maybe would feel like silk. Then I remembered I had very much touched her thighs under hotter circumstances.

"What are you doing?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm building a fire!" she declared as she threw everything down in the sand before us. She started to arrange them in what looked like a professional way. But then again - wildlife and me were two separate things.

"I didn't know you were a scout." she snorted at this.

"I'm not. This is just general knowledge." she glanced up at me from where she was working, sporting an amused smile.

"Building a fire can not be classified as general knowledge!"

"Oh sorry, I forgot you were a city girl who dies when she gets dirt on her hands." she teased.

"Shut up, I'm well handy you should know." She only smirked at this, as she flicked the lighter on and putting fire to some leaves. Then she joined me on the blanket, keeping an eye out on the small bonfire. She used a stick to fumble the embers around.

"It's a really nice place." I said after a while with silence, taking a deep breath of the fresh sea air.

"Yeah…" she leaned back on her hands, staring into the horizon, watching some seagull drifting aimlessly out there. "Our family used to go out her all the time in the summer. It's been a while."

I leaned back on my elbows, studying her as she spoke. She truly was enchantingly beautiful, the soft breeze ruffling her hair up a bit.

"Mum always used to dress me and Katie up in similar bathing suits. Katie loved it, and I just went along because it was just a piece of clothing. Looking back at it, it was a bit ridiculous - it was an established procedure until we were thirteen and I rebelled out of it." she bit her lip, still looking into the distance. "I think that was where it all started." I could only nod as I was so captivated by the way her teeth lightly dug into the soft flesh of her lips. The taste of them so fresh in mind from earlier today.

"We used to make big bonfires when we came out here, grilling hot dogs on it with long sticks. And marshmallows if dad let us. James was always such a prick, trying to get me and Katie to bath naked. I think he was born a perve." I laughed at this, and finally her eyes snapped to me. An affectionate glow flamed in her brown orbs, along with the reflection of the flames.

We looked into each other eyes for a bit, not saying anything. My stomach was doing crazy flips, and I was certain she was going to kiss me again. And I was so drunk on her presence that I would allow it. I would allow anything that brought her closer. But she didn't. She shifted her gaze back to the upcoming sunset and layed down on her back. I copied her. Our hands were almost touching on the blanket, and I felt warm. A bit because of the campfire, but most because of her. She made me warm inside. If I was going on a polar expedition, Emily Fitch would be my heater.

"Have you ever tried it?" she asks suddenly and softly.

"What?"

"Skinny dipping." I felt my heartbeat in my whole body of her words. I swallowed thickly, wondering where this conversation was going.

"Uh, no." I answered lamely. She perked up on her elbows, looking down at me with a glint in her eyes.

"Fancy it?" My eyes widened.

"You aren't serious."

She just smirked and hoisted herself up on her feet. She moved down to the water. My eyes were fixated on the delicious curves of her body. I sat up to get a better view. She turns her head and give me a playful smile before facing the ocean again. Then she wrenches of her blue sweater and throw it to the side. I just raise one of my eyebrows, figuring she's just messing around, not really going through with it.

But then she steps out of her flip flops before her t-shirt disappears too. I feel my jaw drop. She proceeds to zip open her skirt so it falls down around her feet. It leaves her standing just in her underwear. In her matching blue underwear. I gulp. She must be aware of what she's doing to me. How she's slowly stripping there, right in front of me.

Her hands move around her back to unhook her bra, and my breath hitches. She's still facing the ocean, but the thought of her standing there in her bare chest is enough to make me feel things … everywhere. She slowly drags the straps down her shoulders before throwing the bra into her pile of clothes beside her. Still with her body facing the water, she throws a glance behind her, checking if I'm paying her attention. She smiles when she sees my gobsmacked and probably flushed face. Then she grabbed the waistband of her panties with her thumbs, pushing it painfully slow down her thighs before it, too, slumped around her feet. I wondered briefly if she had done strip teasing in the past, because she was remarkable at it. She stepped out of the pool of clothes at her feet, and lunged forward. She dived into the water, and I hadn't had the chance to take a breath yet. I wasn't even sure if I was able to take a breath. She was naked. Naked. The words blinked like a neon-sign inside my head.

My mouth was still agape, but when she still hadn't emerged, I snapped out of my daze and scrambled to my feet. On shaky limbs I found my way down to where she stood mere seconds ago. Finally her head popped up a bit out accompanied by a hearty laughter.

"The water is lovely!" she called to me. I simply blinked, not understanding how this could be real. I glanced down at her clothes. She was well and truly starkers out there. They were just laying there, as a reminder of it. I skimmed my eyes over them, somehow envious on where they've been. What treasures they might have been hiding. What treasures that now was swimming out there, openly, seeable. Possible.

"Are you coming?" she was floating out there, watching me. My throat eventually let words past again.

"You're crazy!" I yelled. She only chuckled at this.

"I think that you'll find you're the one that's crazy."

She started swimming around, still glancing at me every now and then. Waiting.

I bit my lip as I weighed my pros and cons. She was out there naked. She wanted me to come out there naked. And I've never been naked with a girl. My gaze shifted to her clothes, and especially her underwear again. I felt like a creeper watching them, but I couldn't help it. My stomach was doing crazy flips, and my head wasn't able to form a sensible thought. Until some words broke the wall around my brain.

Don't give a fuck about anything. Go with your gut.

Anne. She had a point. The only thing I wanted, no, craved, was out in the water. So I made up my mind.

"Don't look then."

She stopped her swimming and gave me a pleased and surprised look.

"Fine," and she turned around, facing the sunset instead.

I didn't waste any time, turning to face the other way if she suddenly would sneak a peak. Everything was off me within five seconds, so I ran into the blue and dived when the water reached my knees. As I resurfaced, I found Emily right in front of me. Right in front of me with a wicked smile, that is.

Before I knew it, she was splashing wildly, everything seemingly getting in my eyes.

"Aah! Emily! I'm gonna get you for that!" I yelled, blindly splurging around me to hit her back. I heard some more of her husky chuckles and, moved towards it while trying to avoid the waves she caused.

Finally I managed to grab her hands, effectively stopping her movements. When the water settled around us, my head came forward from where it had been hiding from the dashes on my shoulder. Our gazes locked, my hands still holding hers in between us. Her enchanting and kind eyes stole my breath away. Unconsciously, we stepped closer, the water rippling around our shoulders. I guided her hands around my neck, as our foreheads connected. My fingers skimmed tenderly down her forearms as she lightly gripped my nape.

Our noses were touching, eyes firmly closed, as I felt her moist breath on my face. I found her waist under water, and kept her steadfast. It was such a intimate moment, that I just had to break it into something less severe.

"You know what?"

"No," she practically breathed out, pressing her face a bit closer to me, our lips almost touching.

"You're so small that I could keep you in my pocket." I quipped. She made a small offended noise as she contracted her head.

"I'm not that small," she said, but I could see the smile on her face. Soon we both was giggling like some pathetic school girls. I tugged her closer, and our breasts and torso came in contact. The laughter died in our throats. I could see her eyes visibly darken, and they soon shifted down to my lips. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I closed the gap.

We met in a lazy kiss, her hands drawing shapes on my collarbones and neck. The skin on skin contact made strange things awake in my body. Things I've never felt before. And her bare tits pressed into me was a different sensation. Different, yet amazing.

After a few moments, Emily fastens her grip and pull me closer. She bites my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I let her in, which results in the kiss heating up. She sets my body on fire, and I wouldn't be surprised if the ocean were boiling around us.

As the kisses becomes deeper and more intense, I feel a building need to get her even closer. My hands drift down and over her delicate and perky arse, and down to her thighs. I lift her up, as she lets out a surprised squeal. Her feet secures around my waist as she again find my mouth.

My thumbs lazily stroke her soft skin for a few moments, before I shift them back to her bum. I suck on her tongue, resulting in a deep, guttural moan from her throat. It spurs me on, and I start to massage her arse. She moans even more, her hand cupping my face as she devours my mouth. I feel her shift, her centre against my belly suddenly. I gasp, but she swallows it.

She starts to gently grind against me in time with my massaging. I feel her hot sex moving against me, searching friction. We both moan as the grinding and rocking escalates.

I stop my massaging, securing her with my left hand, so my right hand is free to move and experience and feel. I lead it up her abdomen, up between her chest, ending with a light stroke on her jawline. Her movements becomes almost desperate, and I understand where she needs me. I take my time dragging my fingers over every contour of her stomach, making her shiver and kiss me so hard I almost pass out.

As I finally reach my destination, her sizzling treasure chest, I can't tell who moans the loudest. She throws her head back, gasping for air as I find her clit, making some exploring movements. I test out which flicks and whirls with my fingers brings out reactions from her.

"Oh god, Naomi!"

I locate her long, slender neck, and attack it with my mouth as two of my fingers makes a path between her clit and entrance. Her hips are buckling wildly, wanting more contact.

"Fuck, I-" she gasps "Oh! Yes!" she exclaims as I enter her with one finger. I extract, adding an extra finger as I push inside again. She moans and grab me hard. I turn my attention to her breasts, sucking on her nipples as I plunge in and out of her. Her groans and guttural cries for release makes shivers run down my spine. I'm blind with lust as I kiss all over her chest, my palm moving over her bundle of nerves, driving her closer and closer to the edge. As her walls clench around me, I sense that it's right before.

"Ooooooh!"

When she'd rode out her orgasm, she collapses with her hand around my shoulders and her face buried in the crook of my neck. Her breath is still ragged, her chest heaving violently. I retract my fingers, resulting in a shiver and a quiet moan against my skin.

Soon, her hooded and twinkling orbs protrudes from beneath my chin, meeting my own awed blue. She leans in and give me a tender kiss. Then another. And another.

I gently place her back down on the seabed. She takes my hand with a smile, starting to drag me back to the shore. Suddenly she stops and turns around, looking between me and the sky behind me in wonder. The water was now reaching up to our waists.

"I don't know which view takes my breath away the most." she huskily whispers, her voice full of emotions. It provokes a warm and pleasant feeling in my chest. I look behind me, noticing the beautiful sunset. Clouds of red and pink scattered around the half of the sun that was visible. I couldn't believe I was compared to something as majestic as that. I couldn't believe I was here with Emily Fitch. I couldn't believe her hand was grasping mine, leading me back on land.

She guides me onto the sand, then gently laying me down, her eyes never leaving mine. We were drinking each other in, marveling in the others body and beauty.

She hovered above me, her hands on either side of my face and her tits dangling right over mine. The small distance was a tease.

"Don't move." then she finally leaned down, catching my lips with hers again. I understood that she was in charge, and I was not allowed to do anything, but when she kissed and licked down my throat, collarbones and breasts, I could barely contain myself. She was still hovering above me, the only contact being her warm and skillful mouth and tongue. And god if it wasn't a blessing having it circling and flicking my nipples, but I needed her body heat like out in the ocean.

I slowly lifted my arms to reach for her back, just wanting to drag her a little closer, but she quickly got what I was up to. She catched my hands in hers, pinning them over my head. Her head appeared over mine, a warm and desirious smile gracing her lips.

"What did I just say?" she laughed. I tried to smile cutely at her, lifting my head to her lips. I wanted more of her, now. She chuckled at my neediness, but gave me a sweet kiss nevertheless. It turned heated again pretty quickly, tongues and teeth dashing against each other. She let go of my hands, and kissed down my body again.

There was a fire building between my legs. A fire which I hoped she would set free. My breath was becoming lagged as Emily reached my belly, and I inhaled sharply when she dipped her tongue in my belly button. I was almost squirming beneath her, as her mouth was teasing the softest spot on my tummy. As she licked up inside one of my hips, I thought I would combust if she didn't touch me soon.

"Em, please-" I bit my lip, as I felt myself start to grind into nothing.

She lifted her head to look up into my eyes. Her brown ones were big and attentive. And very appreciatively glancing over every part of me. She searched my eyes for a sign to stop, but I think she found that I would give my left leg for her not to stop, so she licked her lips and dipped down.

My head shot back as she came in contact with my wetness. I rather felt than heard her moan, as she licked me up and down, lapping up my juices. My hand flailed out to grab something to hold on to, but found nothing. I drove them into the sand, biting my lip as her tongue found my clit. She started a rhythmic flicking of it, which in turn made my toes curl of pleasure.

"Mmm, Em.." I murmured. I never wanted it to end, she was amazing. She made me feel amazing. But soon I needed more, and started to push myself into her, unsteady gasps escaping. I was getting higher and higher, my heartbeat was reaching the roof as she drove me into oblivion. With a loud moan I came into her mouth, smiling of the intenseness I've never experienced before. My whole body was pulsating, and when I came down, Emily crawled up and collapsed on top of me. Finally I moved my hands to touch her, and as I raked them all over her back, she leaned up and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself on her, but I didn't care as long as her mouth was on mine.

As we'd been laying there for a while, I came very aware of the sand that was sticking everywhere between us, making it rather uncomfortable.

"We should really rinse off this sand."

"You're right," she answered and helped me to my feet.

Then she let go of me and ran out into the sea. I was hot on her heels, catching her waist before she could escape. I turned her around in the water, and faked going in for a kiss, before I pushed her under water.

"Bitch!" she spluttered as she re-emerged. I just laughed and ducked under myself, getting the sand out of my hair. I popped up right in front of her, catching her off guard and cupping her cheeks while I leant in for a kiss. She squeaked, but I held her firmly in place. Eventually her hands came around to cup my arse, before drifting up and down my body.

We stood there for God knows how long, just feeling each other, tasting and mapping. I stopped when I felt her shiver against my lips. Suddenly I became aware of how dark it had gotten.

"Are you cold?" I rubbed up and down her arms, to keep her warm. She bit her lip, not taking her eyes away from mine.

"A bit," she admitted.

"Let's go back," I offered, taking her hand in mine, walking back to our clothes. As we arrived and I was about to pick up my panties, Emily stopped me.

"Wait! I brought towels," and then she ran up to our camp and her backpack. I smiled and shook my head. She had definitely planned this.

I admired her milky white skin and graceful demeanor. But I couldn't wait until we got dressed, as I was starting to get self-conscious being naked for this long. It didn't seem like Emily was complaining, but a girl has her insecurities.

Emily headed back with the towels, and we dried ourself off, perving on the other in the process. When our big sweaters was on and secured us against the oncoming cold, Emily intertwined our hands and dragged me up to the still burning campfire. She was smiling insanely the whole time, bumping our shoulders together, but somehow still managing to seem shy and cute.

When I sat down on the blanket, I watched her throw some more wood on the fire, saving it from quenching. We'd been awfully quiet since we sat foot on land again, but it was alright. We didn't need words right now.

I layed flat on my back, glancing up at the stars. Emily came and placed her head softly on my chest, her hand circling and gripping my waist. I held her back, one of my hands slowly brushing through her damp hair. The only thing I could hear was the waves on the shore, the crackling fire and her soft breath. This was the perfect moment.

As I closed my eyes, the most fitting song came to mind. Danny Cope - A Perfect Day. I played it inside my head, while the affection for the girl in my arms grew.

Emily snuggled in closer. It really was perfect.

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*Hides behind my pillow*

But seriously, just listen to the song and picture that moment.