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Part 2 Chapter 5
Effy sat there, as emotionless as one could and her hands softly resting in Emily's as she crooked a brow. "A friend of yours, then?" She smirked, biting her lip so she wouldn't laugh.
Emily watched the blue eyes, making sure she wasn't putting on a front, then chuckled. "It's okay, you can laugh. I uh, don't remember her, obviously, so definitely not a friend."
"A friend's friend, then, perhaps." Murmured Effy and chuckled lightly, her eyes glued to Emily's.
"That, or I was just so munted that I don't recognise her." Emily said with a shrug, sounding like a complete cunt by wording it that way. She didn't try to correct herself though, it was true.
Effy let go of the twin's hands and poked Naomi's eye, laughing when the blonde flung out her hand to slap her. Landing on the wooden table instead, Naomi hissed in pain. "Bitchy drugged up bitch." Blue eyes narrowed on the brunette and Naomi shook her head, not believing how this person, her family could do this. "You're supposed to take care of me, see that I'm all right, not fucking poke me. Nice family, fucking wanking bullshit, isn't it." She grumbled before throwing her head back down onto her arms. The younger twin watched and laughed at Effy as she tormented Naomi.
Effy smirked and shook her head at the cranky blonde, softly brushing her fingers across her frowning brows until they relaxed. "Can you stay with her? I've to use the loo too." Asked Effy with an easy smile, her brows raised at Emily when she stood and pressed her lips to her forehead.
Emily lifted a brow though, when Effy announced that she needed the loo also. "Yeah, I'll keep tabs on Blondie, and I won't attempt to poke her eye out either, will I?" She asked the blonde, poking the top of her head from across the table, smiling at the soft kiss to her forehead. "Be good." She said teasingly before looking back to the half-unconscious blonde.
"I never am." Promised Effy and let her fingers brush Emily's head as she walked away. "Poke away, keeps her awake." She half yelled over her shoulder, her arse moving from side to side as she made her way towards the rest-room doors.
Naomi's head rose and she rolled her exhausted eyes at Emily, waiting.
Emily couldn't help but watch Effy's arse until she had almost got to the door to the toilets. She let loose a breath she hadn't even realised she'd been holding and looked over to the blonde who was looking at her. "I'm not going to keep poking you, it's your choice whether you sleep on the table or not."
Katie had just stepped out of the cubicle and was washing her hands, her eyes red and tired. She wanted to sleep, she really did. Staying up nearly all night with just an hour or two of sleep wasn't something she did regularly, so she was really feeling the exhaustion set in.
"Go on, Em." Naomi's brows rose and she shook her head, asking herself if Emily was just exhausted or dumb as fuck.
"Go on? What do you mean?" Emily asked, her red-rimmed eyes and slightly shaking hands proof that Naomi wasn't the only one having a shit come down.
"I really don't want to visit her in prison, yeah? You know what fucking novels she'd write on a daily basis? And she'd expect me to respond." Muttered Naomi nonchalantly, turning her head to look towards the rest-room door, where the kitchen door was as well. "Sadly you had to jump in like a hero before I got to take the fucking knife of off her."
"Excuse me, I've a question." Smiled Effy charmingly at the waitress who had just come out of the kitchen door.
"Shit." Emily cursed, turning around and standing in one fluid motion. She damn near ran across the expanse of space that really felt like it went on forever with the way her heart was pounding in her skull.
"Effy, babe." Emily called out and sidled up to the brunette, pushing her hand into the pocket that Effy had her hand in, feeling the already exposed blade press gently into her flesh. The twin leaned forward and kissed the brunette's cheek, keeping her hand a bit too securely on the blade.
"I thought you were watching Naomi." Smiled Effy, never taking her eyes of the girl she had standing pressed into the wall. Her posture and, apparently, crazy eyes had made the girl back away until there wasn't any space left. "I was just having a chat with...what's your name sweetheart?" Her hand twisted a bit in her jacket, she turned the knife, which she had an iron grip on, effectively around so it wouldn't cut Emily by accident.
"N... Nicole." The girl stuttered, her eyes wide with fear.
Emily leaned in to whisper into Effy's ear. "Easy baby, stay with me, yeah?" She never let go of the knife, though she was thankful that her skin is no longer pressed against the blade.
Brown orbs turned to the frightened girl. "Go." She instructed her, letting the girl slip out of the way and the twin slide into her place. "Baby, you with me?"
Blue eyes were raging and Effy let out a shaky breath through her nose. "What the fuck Emily."
"Give it to me." The twin asked gently, her eyes flicking down to the pocket that still housed both their hands. "Getting yourself locked up is not okay to me, yeah? No harm done." She kept her warm gaze constant.
"Wh..." Effy shook her head and took a few steps back, her face furious. "Give it to you... fuck you Emily." She turned around and stormed off, back to the table where Naomi was waiting for her with a raised brow.
"Glad to see you're not bloodied and cuffed."
"Piss off." Growled Effy dangerously and flopped down next to her cousin, meeting her eyes with a look that could have, probably, killed if Effy wanted. "You've sent her."
"I have."
Katie came out of the loo's to see Effy storming back to the table, plopping down next to her girl, and her twin right next to the doorway to the kitchen. "Have I missed something?"
Emily laughed. "Not a damn thing, needed to stretch my legs is all and I started to wonder if you were dropping a deuce in there or something." The younger twin laughed and put her arm around Katie and they sat down across from the cousins.
Emily's eyes locked on with Effy's, but she didn't say a word.
"Now I know I've missed something." She muttered to herself and reached across to set her hand gently on Naomi's forearm.
There was a deadly silence, obviously including the cousin's and Emily who all seemed to be in some kind of a stand-off.
Their drinks arrived and Effy made a face at the waitress, another one, not the one she had wanted to kill a few minutes earlier. "Is Nicole still here?" She smiled innocently and the girl nodded, explaining that yes, she was still there and she could send her if they'd prefer her. "No it's fine. But could you make sure that she doesn't get near our food and drinks, please?"
With a frown the girl went to ask why but Effy silenced her with a bill she pressed into her hand. It made the girl nod, smiling brightly. "Sure, not a problem. Have you decided what you're having to eat?"
Effy's angry eyes stared first Emily, then Naomi down before she muttered that she wasn't hungry and would go have a fag outside. "Wait I'll come" But Effy shot Naomi a look that, clearly, made her rethink the idea and stay in her seat. "Uh, I'd like a pint please. And an energy drink. Babe? You were hungry?"
Katie's lips twitched at the obvious hostility in the air, her brows scrunching together in confusion at the exchange. "Bacon and egg fry-up, please." Katie said with a smile at the girl, then to her twin.
"I'll have the same." Emily said flatly, waiting for the new waitress to leave before she glanced at Naomi and then walked off outside to talk with Effy.
Once the redhead was outside, though, she didn't say a single word, simply leaned against the surface of the wall that Effy was, right beside her. If Effy wanted to talk, then she would, but Emily got the distinct feeling that she wouldn't. She fully expected for there to be mostly silence between them as the brunette puffed away at her cigarette.
Blue eyes, still having a world-ending battle in them, shot to Emily for a moment before Effy scoffed. She fished her phone out of her dress, wherever she had managed to find room for that in there, and punched a number onto the digital display before bringing it to her ear. "It's me, wanna have fun later? Bristol Boyfriend's coming, shall be a millennia bash, you should stop by babe."
When the person responded Effy nodded and pushed herself off the wall, slowly walking into the direction of the car.
Emily's eyes watched as she remained silent, un-breathing. "Hey..." She called out, not taking even one step toward Effy, her eyes guarded, her face the stoic mask that she hadn't ever needed to use with the brunette before.
Something in Emily's voice made Effy turn around. "Wait a sec babe." She mumbled into the phone before holding it away from her face, signalling Emily that she was all ears. "Yes?"
There was a flash in the chocolate orbs, it lasted less than a second before the mask slipped back in place. "Never-mind." Emily said emotionlessly, turning to move back inside to sit with her twin and the blonde.
With a nod Effy brought the phone back to her ear and turned, walking towards the car as she chatted away with whoever was on the other end of the line.
"Thank you." Emily said over her shoulder to Effy just before opening the door to join the two girls.
Naomi was smiling at Katie when her eyes would flicker out through big glass windows, watching Effy be a huge bitch and Emily...do the same, perhaps. Great, she thought, fucking fantastic. Already it had started, she fucking knew it.
Naomi was very happy that they never got around to fill Emily up with the stuff and get her fishing now that it had already rattled with the girls. "You okay? You were gone long." Mumbled Naomi across the table at a tired looking Katie.
"Yeah, just tired is all, and I feel kind of out of the loop with everything also... luckily I'm too exhausted to think about it." Katie said with a small smile at the blonde. "I don't even know if I'm all that hungry any more..." Brown eyes watched as her twin returned, alone, and Effy talked on her mobile whilst walking to her car. "... is Effy leaving?"
"She's going home." Announced Naomi, shrugging when she pointed to the end of the street where the car was. "Our flat's there, she's probably trying not to be a bitch." Why she was trying to explain her cousin's bitchy ways and make it all right? She had no idea but it felt important, from the way Emily's eyes were looking, it felt very important. "We'll just have a quick bite and join her then, yeah? We're all a bit knackered and exhausted." Her hand reached across the table and she smiled tiredly at Katie, her eyes light.
Emily took her seat next to her twin, her face still guarded, her eyes looking down at the table. She could hear Naomi speaking and she didn't reply, no lashing out, no sarcasm, just silent suffering.
Katie couldn't help but notice the blank look on her twin's face. She gave the hand in hers a brief kiss from across the table and then looked over. "Alright, Ems?" She asked softly, her free hand setting on Emily's shoulder.
The redhead didn't even answer, well except for a brief nod and the fakest smile ever.
"Here's your plates and drinks." The girl said as she placed the fry-ups in front of the twins and then sat the drinks in front of the correct people. "Can I get you anything else?"
"No thank you." Katie said politely, with a smile, before tucking into her meal, shoving it into her mouth and barely chewing. If she didn't hurry and eat, she wouldn't, and would end up face first in her eggs.
"That's a change." Teased Naomi, her amused eyes watching Katie gulp her food down. Then they looked to Emily and she smiled slightly. "You should eat Em, need your power, yeah?" After saying that her Red Bull was already empty, one go and she had it all down, hoping to stay awake. Only after that was gone she could enjoy her pint and watch the twins.
She looked to Effy's drinks, the Red Bull just waiting to be put into the Vodka and decided that if Effy was being a bitch, she could at least have her drink. Her fingers were opening the can then and she smiled when the bitter sour taste hit her taste-buds.
"I'm going to fall asleep on my plate if I don't keep going." Katie mumbled, a blush covering her cheeks. It didn't get less lady-like than how she was shovelling her food in.
Emily picked at her plate, putting tiny portions into her mouth, still not saying anything, or even raising her gaze from the food.
Katie looked to Naomi with a concerned look before her hand reached out and started to rub up and down her twin's back, not saying anything. What could she say, really, when she had no clue what was going on.
Naomi's brows furrowed.
She had never pegged Emily to be one of those emotional girls. Somehow, perhaps because of the no-bullshit-attitude Emily was sporting, she had always imagined her to be a heartless, fun-having, no fucking about kind of girl. Not one that looked ready to break out in tears just because... she hesitated.
She had no fucking clue what had happened after she'd sent Emily to go and safe Effy from herself. It had not occurred to her that maybe, maybe Effy hadn't just shot out a remark, barked a bit and what else is new. Perhaps something worse had happened. She had no idea but she really hoped that it was something worse than that.
Playing with her phone for a moment she started sliding her fingers over the digital keyboard, flowing until she hit sent.
N: What the fuck have you done to her?
EF: Nothing.
And with a sigh Naomi understood and threw a sympathetic look at the twin. Effy's 'nothing' was worse than any other slap or screamed words could be. Her indifference was her biggest and best weapon, it fooled the best and hurt them up to the point where they'd either cry their hearts out or jump off tall buildings. "Have you ever been partying here? Camden?"
Katie had long since finished her food and was forced to sit in the deafening silence. She pushed her plate away so she could lie her head down on her arm over the tabletop, the other still gently rubbing her twin's back.
"In London, yes, but not in Camden." Emily spoke in a flat tone of voice, her eyes flicking up to the blonde. "Obviously."
"Is someone going to clue me in, here? I've been pretty fucking patient, don't you think?" There was a mix between irritation and worry evident in Katie's tone.
"Not today, yeah?" Asked Naomi softly, her hand stretching across the table so she could brush her fingers through Katie's hair. Then her eyes shot to Emily's, a brow raised. "Obviously? How's that obvious?"
Katie sighed and her eyes fluttered closed as her girl brushed through her fingers, she was about to say something before her twin interrupted.
"I just got a slap from a girl I don't even remember." Emily stated as she turned her gaze to her twin."Effy didn't like that that happened and went to have a little chat with the girl, looked about ready to have it out with her, so I stepped in. Now Effy's fucked off." The redhead then pushed in a full mouthful and started chewing to keep herself from talking any-more than she had.
Hopefully that would at least lessen Katie's curiosity.
Katie's head nodded. "Mkay... glad she... was looking after... you." She mumbled almost incoherently.
"Oi!" Naomi hit her palm at the table, making Katie open her eyes. "No sleeping on the table, now, come on. We're leaving." She waved for the waitress, paid, tipped her generously, and collected all their plates and drinks to the middle of the table. A habit.
She hated it to have to spent ten minutes just getting the glasses and plates together before she could carry them away from the table in her pub. "Come on, it's just round the corner." She pulled on Katie's hand until the girl was standing next to her and they could leave.
Not five minuets later they were standing in front of the building and Naomi was searching her bag for the keys. "Fuck, where the hell are they?"
Emily walked silently a few paces behind the pair, guessing that her twin was probably sleep-walking by now. She couldn't help but laugh a bit to herself when she remembered that her twin had, on occasion, started walking around the house whilst completely unconscious and in dreamland.
"Where are what?" Katie asked tiredly, yawning deeply.
"My keys...can't find them. I went home yesterday, didn't I? I left, went home, grabbed Effy, left for the party, came back to yours. I got inside this fucking door." She growled when she couldn't find them.
Her fist slammed onto the tiny button with Effy's name on it, ringing loudly through the open windows.
"Could you have left them at the hotel?" Emily inquired, realising that it didn't much matter if they could still get inside... that was if Effy would answer.
"EFFY!" Katie screamed out, as if it would help, but her tired mind wasn't exactly thinking properly and she cuddled into Naomi's back with her arms around the blonde's waist.
"Psss." Hissed Naomi and looked around if any neighbours had heard Katie. It was noon, not very acceptable to be screaming people's names left, right and centre. Then again... there were always people screaming Effy's name, at all day or night-hours.
The brunette's face appeared out of one of the windows, second storey and she nodded before throwing down keys. They landed a tiny bit away from Naomi and she glared up at her arse-hole of a cousin. "Bitch."
They walked the stairs and Naomi let them in, smiling. "Remember the flat, Katie?" She nodded to the big sitting-room where she'd had Katie pressed up against the wall after they met.
The twins followed Naomi up... well, Emily followed... Katie was being half dragged up the stairs by the blonde. Katie's eyes opened and a lazy smile covered her lips. "MMmhmmm, I thought it was your place, cept it wasn't, and then..." Her cheeks reddened again ad she buried her face in Naomi's back. "Can you take me to bed, I'm falling asleep standing." She said, trying to recover.
Emily hesitated before moving into the flat, her eyes looking around, her body language relaxing into an 'I-don't-give-a-fuck' kind of look. She didn't bother looking for Effy, she just needed to sleep, and it was made painfully obvious that she wouldn't be sleeping in Effy's bed. Instead she curled herself onto the couch, facing the cushions.
"Right." Mumbled Naomi with a heavy sigh, tugging on Katie's hand until they were in 'her' room. It was not the same one she had used that night, it had been Effy's, but this one she had kinda decided would be hers.
It wasn't as big, or as sterile as the others and Naomi had bought a nice bed and a dresser. Only her guitars and amps were here, there wasn't much space for more but she liked it. She closed the curtains and handed Katie some shorts and a vest, kissing her softly. "You'll be able to sleep?"
Katie didn't even think before she started stripping off her clothes, then slipped into the offered shorts and vest. She kissed the blonde softly and intertwined their fingers. "Will you stay with me? Even if you have to go in a bit, to do, you know, whatever it is?"
Biting her lip Naomi looked to the wall which had huge dark purple letters projected at it from a small clock by her bed. Laser. She loved it. "I'll be right with you, yeah? Just wanna make sure Emily's okay and bring her into the spare room. At least give her sheets and a pillow."
A childlike laugh escaped from the twin as she noticed the purple numbers on the wall. "I like it." She said before reaching out for Naomi's hand. "You're lovely, you know, yeah?" Katie stepped a bit closer. "I'd suggest the pillow and blanket, she'll probably kick it off anyway, but she's stubborn, she won't move to a bed now. She picked the spot she feels was left for her."
"She's very dramatic." Mumbled Naomi, only inches from Katie's lips. "I'll carry her, if I have to."
"She's really not, she doesn't want to be a bother to anyone. You know she slept in her car for like a month because she didn't want to hassle any of her mates in Leeds for a couch or bed to sleep on." Katie said softly, probably giving Naomi more information than she needed, but she was tired, and she was rambling. "She'll fight you, push you off, I'll bet you a tenner she doesn't go with you willingly to a bed." The older Fitch said with a smile, her eyes almost completely closed.
"I must have magic on me then, she was very willing the last time." Smirked Naomi and kissed Katie softly, tugging on her bottom lip with a chuckle. "Go to bed. Left side's mine."
"Apparently you know how to catch a Fitch." Katie said chuckling, which turned into a laugh. She couldn't stop herself, only stifle it with her hands. It wasn't that funny, it really wasn't, but she couldn't seem to stop laughing.
Naomi laughed along and softly pushed Katie onto the bed, crawling on top of her. They were still chuckling when she leaned down to kiss the twin softly. Brushing her fingers through her hair Naomi looked into brown eyes and smiled. "Sleep. I need you later."
"You'll have me later." She mumbled into the lips above hers. "I'm funny." Katie said with another chuckle, barely keeping herself from another fit of laughter.
The older Fitch twin hummed then wiggled a little to get herself set, she knew as soon as Naomi left that she would be in the middle of the bed so that when the blonde came back she'd be in the perfect position to simply cuddle in.
"God... you're so cute." Smiled Naomi with bright eyes before pressing her lips to Katie's a bit stronger. Then, with a sigh she brushed her hair out of the twin's face and left the room.
She wasn't surprised to find Effy sitting on one of the huge armchairs, staring holes into Emily's back. "You think she cant feel you?" Was her ironic question but her cousin didn't even bat an eye. She kept staring, sipping on her beer with a glare. "Stop it. She doesn't deserve to be punished."
"I'm not punishing her."
"You're not?"
"No." Effy didn't stop looking at Emily's back, but somehow it felt like she would have turned around to Naomi, to make her next sentence count more, if she didn't have to stare. "She's decided to sleep here."
"Oh Eff." Sighed the blonde with a torn expression. Her hand was already reaching out, wanting to rest on Effy's shoulder and just...comfort her... but it was swatted away before it could reach the bony thing.
With a sigh Naomi pressed the pillow and blanket into Effy's arms, making her responsible for whatever would happen. "If she falls asleep here, and wont go fishing because you're a bitch we'll be having problems Eff. I told you not to do that." It wasn't hissed or screamed like before, Naomi simply sounded tired of it. "Emily, come on, turn around and talk with her." With a kiss pressed to Effy's forehead Naomi shook her head and walked into the bathroom, filling water in the tub and shredding her clothes.
Effy didn't say anything as she kept staring at Emily's back, pillow and blanket on her lap.
Emily wasn't asleep, she listened in on the whole conversation that went on behind her. Even before the blonde had come in, she could feel the steely gaze on her back almost like it was a whip against her bare skin, leaving angry red welts in its wake.
She shuffled a little to get more comfortable, using her arm as a make-shift pillow and curling further into herself. Her eyes were closed but her heart was racing worse than when she'd been on speed earlier. Stupid organ.
"Fine." Sighed Effy after another twenty minutes or so. She produced another baggie out of her dress and sorted a few lines on top of the huge glass table that was there especially for those situations. Four lines vanished up her nose instantly and she swallowed the bitter metallic taste down with another beer before lightning a fag. "I'm so not doing that."
With that she left the room and disappeared in the bathroom.
Emily gritted her teeth when she heard the four distinct snorts of the brunette. She couldn't help thinking that the girl really didn't need any-more, but she wasn't her keeper, and it wasn't like Effy would have listened to her anyway. She had gotten mad at her for making sure the brunette didn't do something stupid and rash to protect her.
Naomi was laying in bed with Katie, cuddling into her as she had her eyes closed. Only opening them every few minutes to see what time it was. She couldn't have slept anyway, even if she tried and she loved laying with Katie and hearing her breathe.
While Naomi was being whipped and boring Effy was in the bathroom, having her own party. She was soaking her exhausted body up in the tub, the hot water making it tingle as she mumbled the words to the songs she was listening to through the stereo they had in the room on top of the shelves. A fag was clasped between her teeth while she had shaved her legs, arm-pits, and so on. Effy's philosophy was that if you always shaved, no matter if there are hairs or not, you'll never get into situations that would have needed shaving.
Never let anything sprout.
Emily couldn't just lie there any longer, she had heard Effy run the bath and could hear the music playing.
She took a deep breath walked over toward the door, stopping in front of it. She bit down on her lip and then held her hand up to knock, but didn't move it forward to actually do so. With a shake of her head she simply opened it up, surprised that it was actually unlocked, and slipped inside.
Blue eyes were trained on Emily as if Effy had heard her thoughts, heard her deciding that she'd come into the bathroom. No surprise, nothing was on the brunette's face as she simply stared. At least she had stopped mumbling lyrics, now her lips were unmoving as they held the burning cigarette.
Emily didn't say anything, and she wasn't quite sure if she was thinking clearly either.
Her hands found the hem of her top and she lifted it up, then removed her jeans. She watched Effy's eyes for any flicker of something before she continued on, her bra next, then knickers. She stood there, unmoving, unashamed, simply waiting for Effy to do or say something.
The brunette kept staring, her eyes boring into Emily's, she didn't let them wander once.
Then, after what felt like an eternity she pushed her feet against the end of the tub, pushing herself up into a sitting position, making room for Emily, silently.
With the unspoken invitation the twin moved forward, the silence broken only by the music softly playing, but even Emily couldn't really hear it.
She stepped into the tub, putting her back to the brunette and leaned into her chest, her body finally relaxing with the heated water, coupled with the girl behind her.
Effy had no idea what to do.
Her legs were sort of straddling Emily's back, resting on the twin's own legs as she held her breath. Something like that was happening the first time and she had no idea how to react so she reached for her beer and sipped the bitter liquid, her other hand bringing her fag to the ash tray every now and then.
Emily's hands sat on Effy's thighs that were wrapped around her in a way. Her fingertips were light and gentle against the skin, never moving too far one direction or the other. She yawned. "Relax, Eff." The twin waited until Effy put her beer back down and then confiscated the hand and brought it around to sit on her tummy, just below her breasts.
But Effy couldn't relax.
Her mind was bombarded with things, questions, answers, thoughts, memories and scenarios for the future that she couldn't help it. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't turn it off. The last lines had probably shot her bonce to the stars.
The nerve endings of her skin sensible, she felt everything move. The water, the shampoo in the water, her hair in the shampoo which was in the water and so on.
It was hard not to just ramble away about this and that, her jaw clenched with her efforts.
Emily was tired, she was fucked and she needed to rest, not to have her ear chewed off with things unimportant as hell.
It didn't make it easier that she was that close, either.
Everything Effy felt was highlighted again, sending electroshocks through her body continuously but she wouldn't do anything. She was too confused, too angry for that. Emily could have probably jumped her and pumped her fingers into her and Effy would have pushed her off.
Probably.
She was sure of it.
But then again, could she be sure of anything if Emily was concerned?
"I am relaxed."
"You're not, I can feel your body all tensed, and I can almost hear your mind running. So spit it out or push it away, because it's hard for me to relax and enjoy this when your brain keeps going on and on, yeah?" Emily said softly, her fingertips still gently caressing the skin beneath them."I know you can feel me, just stop fucking fighting it, Eff, just let it in and don't fight it."
"Maybe I can't. Maybe I can't fucking feel you. Maybe I can only feel you on my cunt and maybe I'm nothing but horny. Maybe that's all, who knows." And Effy's eyes were closed after she finished her destruction speech, not knowing what came over her.
Emily smiled, glad to hear Effy actually say more than one or two words. "Effy, babes, if you were only horny, you'd be clawing at my tits right now, or trying to reach around to my pussy." She said gently, not trying at all to turn around or to look at the girl. The brunette was under enough pressure as it was, and Emily wasn't going to pile it on any-more. "Plus, I know you can relax."
Blue eyes narrowed and then Effy leaned forward, pressing her lips to the nape of Emily's neck after brushing her hair to the side. With her right hand around her tummy she brought her closer, softly sucking on the skin she had her teeth tease and her tongue play with. Then the hand glided upwards, cupping Emily's left tit, her thumb lazily brushing over her nipple. "Maybe I was trying not to jump you as soon as you got in." Then her hand left Emily's tit and slid back into the water, across her tummy and to her thighs.
"Which also proves it wasn't your cunt wanting a good fucking." Emily breathed, her body responding to the numerous areas Effy was lavishing with attention.
When her hand reached Emily's wetness, which had nothing to do with the water surrounding them, she spread her fingers and cupped her cunt. She pulled her in, the heel of her hand pressing into Emily's clit as she teased her entrance. "Don't act like you know me." Was whispered hotly into Emily's ear before Effy bit it, tugging on the earlobe when she placed her other arm around Emily's midsection, bringing her up on her thighs so she'd have a better angle. "You don't." She entered her with two fingers then, firmly pumping into Emily as she kept pulling her close.
Emily was letting out soft moans and her hips reacted when Effy's fingers pushed into her. "Don't act like I don't." Emily breathed. "You can hide behind the same façade that I do, your own version of it, but we both know you're not some cunting bitch. You care, you just don't... fuck..." Emily groaned, trying to keep her mind on what she was saying. "...you just don't want anyone to know."
With a chuckle and a loveless kiss to Emily's shoulder Effy pulled out of her, cleaning her fingers in the water before taking both her hands off of Emily.
Emily smirked, twisting her head around. "Fucks with your head, doesn't it?" She stood up and turned around, standing over the brunette. "You're not the only one who can shut off, Eff. If you want a fuck, I can provide that too. You only need to ask." She said in a sultry tone before getting out of the tub and grabbing a towel to dry off.
"I'm never asking."
"That's fine." Emily said her voice void of any emotion, still wiping the towel along her body to dry off.
"And you're not fucking me. I told you, you wont. You did something else, I don't know what but you did it anyway and now my head is broken because of you. And you think it's okay to go and do that." Effy let out a shaky breath, glaring so hard at Emily's naked back that she feared the wrinkles would stay on her face forever. "You just came and did it."
She was tugging on her own hair then, looking into the water as she tried to calm down. "Why couldn't you just fucking fuck me? Why couldn't you just shag me, in the cab, let me fuck you there? Why didn't you fuck my brains out when I got to your room?" She was sure that if she kept that up, and it didn't look like she'd stop, she'd have a fucking panic attack.
She hadn't had one in years.
Not since... she got help after things happened.
"Why did you have to do that?" She was panting by now and stopped speaking, concentrating on her right hands fingers, counting them. .4.4.4. no. .5 and she breathed. "And then you go and make me so angry I almost cut off Ben's bollocks..." .2.1.1...5. "And then she hits you and you think it's okay to come and get inbetween things..." .2.4...6.6.6. "And you act like you know me."
Effy jumped out of the tub, not caring that she looked like an idiot, wrenching the window open as she gasped for breath. 4444. Her eyes were closed and she held her breath, counting in her head.
"Shit." Emily whispered.
She'd been through Katie's attacks, plenty of them. The towel was dropped, instantly forgotten and she got to Effy and grabbed onto her face with her hands, forcing the beautiful blue eyes on her browns. "Look at me, Eff..." She waited until there was the slightest hint of recognition before she leaned in closer, so their noses were just barely brushing so that the largest thing in the brunette's vision was the younger twin's face, her eyes. "Breathe with me, Eff, in... and out... come on, in... and out..."
Emily had never successfully gotten Katie out of a panic attack, but she had read up on them to try to help her twin when they were younger. She dropped her left hand from Effy's face and grabbed at the brunette's left wrist, bringing it to her naked chest, right between her breasts. "Count the beats. Concentrate, Effy, breathe... in... out... in... out..."
Effy's eyes were wild as she panted like she'd run a marathon. "1.2.3. Why did you do that Emily? Why did you..." Her eyes closed and she gasped, keeping on counting. "You were supposed to .2.2. Fuck you were supposed to watch..." She gasped again, loudly and sobbed, her chest hurting. "Why didn't you do like I told you?" It was useless.
She was working herself up again, every single time she opened her eyes or got the counting right and now she started feeling light-headed. "Naomi." Her eyes shot open and she gasped, doing nothing but gasping, her whole body shaking as she almost broke Emily's hands. ".3.3. fuck."
Emily just let her talk, asking questions that there was no way for her to answer whilst trying to calm the girl down. "Keep counting, keep breathing." She never released Effy's hand from the middle of her chest, not until she leaned down and scooped up Effy in her arms. She walked awkwardly through the bathroom door into the hallway. "Naomi!" She called out as she went into the room that was half ajar.
Gently, she set the brunette down on the bed, then tried to cover up at least their legs up to their waists with a duvet. She brought Effy's hand back to her chest and she leaned down to breathe into the girl's ear. "Breathe with me, in..." The twin took a deep, slow breath in. "... and out..." She let the air blow across Effy's ear, then started again. "I'm right here, just keep breathing."
Effy wasn't really focusing any-more, she couldn't. Everything she was saying didn't make sense, to herself, and that scared her even more. She felt her heart pounding and every other second she thought it had stopped, making her gasp and cling to Emily as she screamed for everything and nothing in particular.
Naomi let go of Katie and jumped out of bed, fearing that A; Effy was strangling Emily. B; Effy od-eed. C; Effy left.
So she made her way from where the sounds and...screams?...were coming from, her pace quick. Her eyes widened in terror at the scene before her. She was motionless, for one tiny moment she was motionless.
This didn't happen any-more.
Effy had gotten help and she never worked herself up that much, even if she did she knew how to handle herself. Naomi took a long breath and closed her eyes for one second.
She fell to her knees in front of Effy, ignoring Emily completely as she grabbed the brunette's hands. "Effy! Look at me, Effy look at me." But Effy wouldn't so Naomi forcefully brought her face up to look into her eyes, inching so close that she was almost on top of the girl.
Their eyes met and Effy stopped mumbling, her gasps and fear in her eyes remaining. "Breathe." Commanded the blonde with a strong, calm voice. She brought her hand, which was grasping Effy's to the girl's naked chest, palm resting on Effy's skin while she did the same with her other hand. "Breathe with me Effy... fucking look at me and breathe." She forced out, her voice not shaking one bit as she counted with Effy. "In and out. .5. In and out. .5. In and out. .5. In and out. .5. Breathe Effy, can you breathe for me?"
Effy nodded, holding on to Naomi for dear life as she panted, breathing. "Close your mouth, breathe through your nose Eff. Come on, .5. and again." Directed Naomi the brunette's breathing, as well as heartbeats. "Can you feel my heart? Feel it beating?"
Effy shook her head but her breathing was more controlled. It wasn't okay, but she wasn't close to passing out any-more. "Good, where's my heartbeat Eff?"
Naomi let Effy move the hand off of Naomi's chest and brought it to her neck, to her pulse point, visibly relaxing. "Good, well done Eff. Breathe, yeah? Can you count for me?"
".5. Breathe. .5. Breathe. .4.4.4."
"It's fine, it's fine. You're fine. It's okay, again."
".5."
"Great. Good, you fucking bitch." Chuckled Naomi now that the worst was over, her eyes suddenly showing the fear she had been feeling. Like from one moment, to the next one, she had blocked it out completely to be fully intact so Effy could find her way back. Now her shoulders slumped and she wasn't breathing evenly any-more, more like she had just joined Effy on her marathon. "You okay now Eff?"
"Yes."
"You sure?"
"No."
"Okay, come on lets lay down for a bit, yeah? Was a bit much today, I know." Naomi rose to her feet, slowly so Effy could follow without having to let go and then she crawled on top of the bed, in sync with Effy's slow backwards movements on her knees. "Now lay down." And when the brunette nodded, never taking her huge, panicked eyes off Naomi the blonde laid next to her on her side, mirroring Effy's position. "I'll get you some water, yeah? You're okay. Count Effy, don't stop counting and look at your hands. Count to ten and back now, yeah?"
"Okay."
Naomi leaned in and kissed Effy's forehead. She pushed the covers off, not wanting to give Effy any kind of feeling of suffocation, no matter how small.
She was still looking at Effy when she addressed Emily. "Could you give me a hand, Emily? Effy is fine, she'll do great now." And then she walked backwards, very slowly, out of the room, watching Effy all the time to see if she would get stuck again.
Emily felt fucking tiny after watching Naomi bring Effy back from the attack. She had learned some new things though, so hopefully she would be able to help someone more in the future, whether it was Effy or Katie.
She nodded her head and nipped in the bathroom to slip into her jeans and to throw her shirt over her head, still following the blonde. What could she say, after all that? It wasn't like she had tried to bring Effy to having an attack. She was going to let her finish her bath, the conversation hadn't quite gone well, and so the twin was going to give her some space, plus she was exhausted and needed to sleep.
She felt it even more now.
When they got to the kitchen Naomi pulled two water bottles out, handing one to Emily and drinking out of the other. She wiped her lips and took a deep breath, a small smile on her face when she looked at Emily. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know." Emily whispered, taking the bottle but not even moving to open it. She swallowed, her throat dry, and decided that some water would feel nice down her throat.
"She'll be fine." Naomi tried to make Emily see that this wasn't the end of the world, somehow knowing that it was important she knew. She remembered how she had freaked out, like a nutter, after witnessing Katie's attacks. Well, she was still freaking out about them. "She's having them since I can remember. I think they started when she was two. She was doing a behaviour-learning therapy for it, for a long time and has them under control. Usually. Back then, she'd pass out and it wasn't good for her. But it would have been worse if she hadn't passed out, you know? You can actually suffocate, works like Asthma. But I bet you know that all, don't you?" She lit two fags, offering Emily one. "Just... don't hold it against her? She didn't want to scare you, I would bet my hands, which I need, that she had tried to fix it so you wouldn't have to be there, so it wouldn't happen."
"No, I didn't know all that." Although she had tried to stay calm for Effy, now that she was away from her she could feel her body trembling. "Naomi, I thought she was going to jump out the sodding window." Emily accepted the fag and took in a long deep breath. "I would never hold an attack against her, but it was my fault, I didn't... I didn't mean to. She... you said she's had them under control, and she just had one. I... I think I need to go. I'm not good for her." She ended up in a whisper.
"You cant do that, Emily." Whispered Naomi with a frown.
"Can't do what?" Emily asked through another puff of smoke.
"Go."
"She was asking me why I wouldn't just fuck her, like she'd asked. Before I knew it she'd pulled open the window and stuck her head out." Emily explained. "I don't want to go, I don't. But look at what I caused."
Blue eyes were wide and Naomi slapped a hand over her own giggling mouth. It was horrible, and not to laugh about but she couldn't... "You wouldn't fuck her and she...she...fuck."
"Not helping, tomorrow we can laugh about it, or later tonight, but not now." Emily said flatly.
Naomi took a long breath, her shoulders slowly stopped shaking and she nodded. "All right. So she was... uh... advancing you and... you didn't want to? So she stuck her head out of the window? What the fuck?"
"No, she was referring to back at the hotel, when she was in my room. Then she tried to make it seem like she was taking me in the bath, but she couldn't do it and I called her on it. Eff kept saying I didn't know her."
"All right Emily." Sighed Naomi and placed a comforting hand on Emily's shoulder, "you really need to calm down. I thought you were fucking at the hotel? And how can she pretend to take you in the bath? I mean, this doesn't make any sense. You either fuck, or you don't. Well, and it'd be a bit shitty if she didn't get any, eh?" She smirked, trying to make this a bit less awkward. "Just tell me what's happened, in a way I can understand. Yeah?"
"That's the problem, I can't explain it. What we did at the hotel, it was... fuck Naomi... I've never felt that kind of connection with anyone. So, were we intimate at the hotel, yes. Was it fucking, most certainly not. There was emotions behind it." Hoping that it would make even just a little bit of sense.
"So you better get your arse into her bedroom and fix it, Em. She's not used to emotions, doesn't do well with rejection or criticism. Hates being vulnerable, you know? Of course you do, aren't you like, the same? I hope you understand what she meant though. It's so much, almost too much and her head is all over the place. High like a kite, she is. She cant grasp it. So she wishes you would've fucked her instead." With a head-shake Naomi squeezed Emily's shoulder. "Bring her the water, yeah?"
"I couldn't've fucked her..." Emily said, nodding her head. Her thoughts were all over the place yet she pushed them back, away, so she could concentrate on Effy.
She needed to know that the girl was okay, that she'd truly calmed down and wasn't faking it in the bed, not that Emily could have ever remembered everything to keep her from having another one.
The twin turned around, giving a thankful smile to Naomi before leaning up to place a kiss on the blonde's cheek. "Thank you." She said sincerely as she walked into the doorway of Effy's room, just watching for a moment before taking a step in. "Water?"
Effy was sitting on the bed, a huge t-shirt covering her body, her knees poking out into two directions as she sat cross-legged. With a nod she lit a fag and inhaled deeply. "Naomi pissed off, then?"
"She's still in the kitchen, I think." Emily looked softly at Effy. "Should I get her for you?"
"No it's fine." Whispered the brunette, feeling her throat scratch with every word. That happened every time, she felt like she'd been at a festival, screaming her lungs out and smoking Spliffs without stopping to breathe. "Wouldn't want to keep her from your sister too long, would I." Her eyes were glued to the lighter as she smoked, not knowing what to say.
The younger twin handed the bottle to the brunette and stood somewhat awkwardly before going around to the other side of the bed and laying down on top of it. "Are you okay? I mean... when I fall asleep you'll wake me?"
"Sleep Emily." Nodded Effy and moved a bit away from the middle of the bed, making room for Emily. "I've changed the sheets earlier."
"Thank you." Emily said softly, almost shyly. As much as she wanted to scoot in towards the brunette, she kept herself from doing so, turning on her side with Effy behind her. "You're a clever one, aren't you? Have an attack to get me into your bed." She said with a small smile, trying to lighten up the heavy atmosphere.
"Didn't see another chance." Effy tried to smirk but somehow it didn't look right, maybe it was the exhaustion, maybe something else. "I've no clue how to be with someone." With a shaking head she corrected herself, "no clue how to be with someone who doesn't want to fuck me. That'd be easy, very easy, yeah? But it's not."
"I know, and it's terrifying." Emily added, keeping her back to Effy. Her eyes had closed and stayed that way. The sheer exhaustion was taking it's told, that was for sure.
Slowly Effy's fingers reached out, moving towards Emily's shoulder but she pulled them back. Slowly got out of her bed, went to the wardrobe, got a shirt and shorts out she placed them next to Emily. "Here, it'll more comfortable." Then she leaned down and quickly kissed the girl's temple before leaving the bedroom.
"You'll come back in a minute, yeah?" Emily asked before slipping off the side of the bed.
The younger twin waited until Effy had walked from the room. Emily was thankful, and slipped into the new clothes easily, then moved back into the bed, in the same position as she had been.
Effy had walked into the bathroom, getting her phone and her dress and then she made her way to the kitchen where Naomi was still standing. Frowning and smoking. "Go back to bed." Whispered the brunette, not making eye-contact.
Blue eyes shot to her then, pinning her to the place. "You need to stop fucking around, Eff. See what this is doing to you? Imagine what's gone through Emily's head then. You seriously need to get it together."
The brunette nodded with an eye-roll, turning to leave. "Stay out of it Naomi."
"So what, you're chasing her away? Now? You're a fucking martyr or what, Eff?"
"It's a way out."
"Oh fuck you." Laughed the blonde with a disbelieving scoff. "You know, even if she did suggest it, as you've obviously heard, she didn't mean it. You know that. She wouldn't be in your bed now, would she?"
"Just stay out of it." And then Effy walked back to her room. She set the alarm, in case she fell asleep and then stood by the end of the bed awkwardly. "I... I'm back."
Emily was slipping in and out of consciousness, never more than a few moments of either, not when her mind was going a thousand kilometres per hour then it would stop dead in its tracks only to start up again.
Eventually though she could hear the awkwardly sounding girl, whose bed she was already laid in, announce her arrival. "Get in then." She said through a yawn, patting the spot behind her in invitation.
Effy let out a sigh and nodded to herself. She could do that. She could get into bed with someone, with a girl, with Emily, to simply sleep. Yup, nothing hard about that. But the way her hands were trembling when she sat on the bed told differently.
It was a huge deal.
One, apparently which Katie and Naomi still hadn't done. Sleeping. Spending a night together and sleeping. Well, it wasn't night.
Effy was laying on her side, her back to Emily's, her eyes wide open as she listened to the girl's breathing.
Emily's body was finally out, her breathing deep and even. Her body was still for a while, but now her subconscious was in control. She rolled onto her back, then continued on until she was right behind Effy. Her arm reached out and haphazardly wrapped around the thin waist and pulled them closer until her face was buried in brown tresses.
Effy's eyes were wide and she was holding her breath, Emily was practically on top of her. Asleep. Closing her eyes to pull herself together she slowly breathed through her nose, counting. .5. and then something weird happened.
Emily's arm, the one holding her, was pulsing. She actually could feel her blood rush through her veins. Probably because it was laying in a funny way, on her hipbone or something. But that was helping her concentrate. She could focus on the pulsing, which seemed to be only louder and run through her whole body when she closed her eyes.
11 22 33 11 22 33 11 22 33 11 22 33
And when she heard her own heartbeat, beat along with Emily's, a tiny smile formed on her lips and she snuggled closer into the girl.
The younger twin slowly began to wake up, her senses coming about her as the fog of slumber ebbed away. She didn't feel like it had been that long since she closed her eyes, but she felt quite a bit better than when she was in the midst of her come down.
Emily almost didn't realize that there was a body in front of her, that she was curled around, her nose and face surrounded in brown hair. She inhaled, God it smelled good. She didn't move though, not wanting to wake the body in front of her that was breathing slowly and evenly, clearly still asleep.
Emily decided to cherish the moment of being able to hold the brunette in her arms, against her body, without there being some kind of tension between them.
"You awake, then?" Effy's low voice whispered. She never slept very deeply, always half awake, the drugs in her system never let her sleep the way normal people did. Every movement, every breath, every freaking fly would wake her up instantly.
She didn't move though, stayed exactly where she was.
Emily was surprised that the girl in front of her wasn't asleep, she had been almost positive Effy had been. She wondered how exactly they got into this position, never really liked or wanted to cuddle.
Then again, she'd never been with Effy before, and the girl changed her views on almost everything. It was fucking weird. "Yeah." She said softly, not wanting to move or speak too loud for fear of the little bubble around them popping.
With a long sigh Effy held on tightly to Emily's arms around her before she rolled her whole body to the other side, rolling until she was on top of the twin. Their faces inches apart, her thigh automatically fell between Emily's, just being there. Blue locked with brown but Effy didn't say a word, she was staring, breathlessly.
The twin allowed herself to be pushed on her back and her breathing completely stopped when Effy's thin thigh slipped between hers.
Emily looked up into the most gorgeous eyes she ever had the pleasure of gazing into. She still didn't speak though, simply slipped her arms around the brunette's waist, her fingers meeting each other along Effy's spine.
"I'm sorry." Breathed Effy after an eternity of deafening silence.
A light smile formed on the twin's lips. "Me too."
"What are you sorry for?" Checked the brunette, not quite sure what it was Emily was apologising for.
"Not knowing what to do, first of all." Emily said, nibbling on her bottom lip. "... and for what I said in the bathroom."
"What to do? When?" Wanted Effy to know, she didn't understand. "You've said loads. In the bathroom."
Emily kept looking into liquid azure. "When I made you panic."
"I forgot." Whispered Effy and moved to roll off of Emily's.
Emily's grip tightened, not allowing Effy to leave. She didn't say anything more though, simply didn't let her go.
Effy sighed, her eyes glued to something on the girl's pillow. "You wanted to leave."
"I really didn't though." Emily said in almost an inaudible whisper.
"You're not like Katie, are you? A doubter?" Effy's voice was just as soft and low, somehow knowing that anything louder would break this... whatever it was. It was delicate and had to be treated this way. "Always doubting, always needing some big arse gestures and never trusting? Because Em, I'm... I'm not a girlfriend and I am not someone you'd want to fulfil all those things. I wouldn't be running after you, wouldn't chase you. I'd probably be running away into the other direction."
Emily smiled, only slightly bothered that Effy was staring at the pillow under her head instead of looking into her eyes. "I'm not a doubter, how could I possibly doubt... this?" Her voice asked in the same gentle tone that the conversation had been done in the whole time. "I don't need grand ways for you to prove to me anything, but you realise you've done them anyway, in your own way... don't you?"
"I haven't."
"You don't think threatening, not one, but two people... you don't think that tells me something?"
"That I'm a possessive nutter, perhaps."
Emily couldn't help but chuckle a little, deciding to say something about what Effy had mentioned a minute ago. "You don't have to chase me, and you can run away, as long as you come back to me."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course." Emily whispered, then leaned up to leave a ghostly kiss to Effy's cheek. "I meant what I said before... if you want to shag other people, that's your choice... I wouldn't like it all that much, but if you're in the moment and you need a fuck, then you do it. It's your call, just don't lie about it."
"What..." Effy frowned at the girl underneath her, holding herself up on her elbows next to Emily's head. Now their eyes met. "Like an open-relationship or what?"
"If that's what you need... yeah. I'd prefer that you only need or want me, but I don't exactly have much experience with an actual relationship, so I'm not sure the regular rules apply anyway."
Effy shook her head lightly, her hair a mess now that it's dried without anything in them or the blow-dryer. "But I don't want you to fuck anyone else."
"I don't want to. But if you're in the moment, flying, and you shag someone, I don't want you to think you've fucked us up."
"But what about you? If you're out fishing, high as a satellite? I don't want you to even come into the situation where you'd want to. I don't want you to even dance with anyone, or kiss them. And you'll be high too, plenty. And I don't want you to get into the situation."
"That's why you're my bodyguard... or whatever it was that James was suppose to be for me. But you have to know that if I dance with or for anyone... it's really for you, they're just privy to watch to make the sale. I have to know that if I kiss them to seal the deal that you won't come out with your blade and run them through."
"You wont be kissing anyone." Effy shook her head and her jaw set, she felt the anger start boiling in her veins. What was happening to her? "You're a fisher, not a hooker."
Emily's fingertips traced small patterns on the brunette's lower back, seeing the scathing look in her expressive eyes. "I'm not planning on kissing anyone but you, Eff. But if they need a bit more motivation, then sometimes it takes extreme measures. IF... I repeat, IF... that happens, then you have permission to pull me off, but do not engage with the fish. We don't want to lose the sale."
"Fuck the sale." Growled Effy, her mind already showering her with images of Emily.
Emily s legs wrapped around someone, a boy, a girl, a fucking tran even.
Emily on the dance-floor, grinding up into someone.
Emily laying on the top of a table, someone grunting on top of her.
Emily's snogging someone, not seeing that they'd pulled a blade and were slowly bringing it to her ribcage. "No."
"Easy, Eff... or... I have a better idea..." Emily said with a small smirk to her lips, waiting until the brunette calmed down enough to actually look at her.
"Yes?" Stressed the girl above her, her brows furrowed, her whole body tensing as she clenched her jaw. "What idea?"
The twin's fingertips pressed a bit harder into the muscles of Effy's back, feeling how tense they were. "Well, if you're going to be there with me, why don't we just show them how fucking amazing your drugs are?"
Effy frowned and bit her lip, her eyes closing for one moment when Emily's fingers dug into her back. It felt too good. "Huh? What?" She had no idea what the twin had said.
"I said, we could just show them..." Emily fingers kept moving and pressing into Effy's back, it seemed to be working at least a little bit. "You snort some powder off my stomach, tits, thigh, neck, shoulder, wherever you want, and I do the same on you... the fish won't even have have to touch me. I can dance with you, on you, against you... let them see just how fantastic our gear is."
Effy's hips pressed into Emily's, her thigh riding up, pressing into her. Blue eyes were dark, darker than before, darker than in the morning since she didn't have much in her system any-more. "Are you trying to get me hot?" She accused with a smirk before shaking her head lightly, her teeth nibbling on Emily's bottom lip. "I'll only show myself with you the first time, if Naomi allows it that is, and after that you're on your own. I'll be doing other clubs." Her hips pushed into Emily again, the smirk on her face growing. "You just want to show me off, don't you."
Emily smirked, her enlarged pupils showing just how aroused she was at the movements of Effy's hips. "You're not the only possessive one, baby, I just show it differently than you do." She smirked back at the girl above her. "My guess is that after the fish sees us together, flying, he or she won't even try it on when they become regulars."
"Except that I can do whatever I want, you said so." Breathed Effy into Emily's ear before licking a path down her neck to her throat where she softly let her teeth sink in, sucking. "means, no one's touching you! But my clients, well, they can do pretty much whatever I want, yeah?" Her thighs spread a bit wider until she was straddling Emily's and could push into her better. "So it's really not good for business if you are seen with me, but good when I am seen with you." Her lips attached themselves to Emily's voice-box and then down towards her collarbone.
Emily knew that Effy could feel the vibration of her moan and she bit down on her lips, her hips pushing up for more contact for herself and for Effy. "You can, but it doesn't mean I'll like it." She whispered. "I really think we'd make a great team, we could hit up multiples at once, the VIP section of posh bankers, barristers, and politicians..." She groaned slightly, her breathing becoming more and more ragged as she tried to continue talking. "... they'd be eating out of our hands."
"Emily?"
She had to swallow before responding. "Yeah?"
Effy's head was on Emily's tummy now, her hands pushing the shirt she had given her to wear upwards so she could feel her skin. Lips pressing to the soft skin Effy let out a long groan. "If you don't fuck me, properly, I think I might either explode today, or I'd already take you up on the let-loose offer and fucking rape Cook as soon as he gets here."
Emily growled, lowly, just like an animal does as a warning, baring her teeth slightly.
Her right hand reached down and she grabbed a handful of brunette locks, pulling Effy up and then rolling onto her. The twin's left hand reached over to the bed-side table, picking up the knife that was laid there, flicking it open with her thumb as she straddled Effy's hips.
She brought the blade to Effy's neck, her lips barely above Effy's own. "You know what I've realised? Ever since I had my hand on your knife, I kept thinking about how fucking hot it would be to have you whilst teasing you with it." She said lowly, licking her lips.
Effy's eyes were wide, so wide she feared they'd pop out any minute now. "It's...so hot but not a toy Em. You could hurt me." Gulping loudly Effy shook her head, trying to shake it free from the arousal she felt. It was unbelievable, running through her every pore and each tiny part of her felt on fire.
Seeing Emily on top of her, playing with her knife made her heart beat fucking erratic and her cunt clench. "Lose your clothes." Was her growled agreement.
She would have just have to trust Emily, wouldn't she?
And the way the wetness was just flowing in her knickers Effy thought that it wasn't that big of a deal.
"Don't move." Emily said as she sat up, pulling the top over her head, then struggling briefly to get out of the shorts, then her knickers. No bra.
The twin then set about pulling the brunette's top off, leaving her knickers on for now.
She kept the knife in her left hand, she was actually left handed but did most everything with her right (except write)... it was a right handed world and so she learned to adapt. Emily scooted down Effy's body until she was straddling the thin thighs. She dragged the tip of the blade down Effy's mid-line, being careful not to actually cut into her.
The knife then made contact with Effy's knickers, gliding effortlessly over the material until the blade was twisted sideways so the flat of it was pressing against the brunette's clit.
"Oh...my...fucking...Emily? I...uh...I think you just broke me. I think.." Effy moaned and her hips pressed upwards. "I think I've just cum." Her hand shot forward, trying to get to Emily's tits but she had to stay on her back and couldn't reach them. "Fuck."
Emily smirked down at the girl, but didn't say anything, her gaze moving back to the knife pressing between Effy's thighs. She easily manoeuvred the blade, sliding it under the material, keeping the flat part against Effy's skin. "I hope these aren't your favourite or anything." She said erotically as she twisted the knife and the blade easily slid across, through the material until it came out the other side.
The twin bit down on her lip and pulled the top piece of material up and out of the way. She briefly thought of slicing through the material that hung around Effy's hips, but decided not to, it was only the part between the brunette's thighs that had been in the way, and now she had fixed that little problem.
"Nope, only..." Effy moaned and bit into her own wrist to keep herself from screaming. "Only wearing them to bed... I don't much wear undies."
"I've noticed." Emily said with a primal grin.
She brought the knife back to Effy's skin, trailing the blade up the right side of Effy's flat stomach, over the pert breasts, her liquid gaze watching it the entire time. She moved the knife's tip gently around the nub, then went across to do the same to Effy's right breast.
"Turns you on, this, doesn't it Em? Your eyes tell me and I can feel you dripping." Husked Effy then, demonstratively moving her thigh up a bit, into Emily. "Always liked to play with knifes and fire then?" She bit back a moan when her other nipple was teased.
Something about this situation was making it soo hard not to just pounce on Emily and bring the knife to her own throat, while she'd pump in and out of her. She could imagine it, see what it was that brought the twin's eyes to shine that way.
It was one of the most erotic things Effy's ever felt... done.
"You turn me on." Emily answered in a low groan.
Emily brought the blade up and slipped it between her lips, staring at Effy the entire time before pulling it back out. With a quick movement, twisting her torso and spinning the knife around in her palm, she threw the blade across the room.
There's a dull thud as it became embedded in the door, sticking out straight with a good inch of it buried into the wood.
As she turned back she changed her position, no longer straddling Effy's thighs, now she's kneeling between them, wrapping the brunette's legs around her waist.
Emily didn't keep Effy waiting any longer, adjusting herself slightly to push three fingers into Effy's core, leaning forward and putting her weight on her right arm that slammed right next to the brunette's head.
"Oh Jesus." Whimpered Effy breathlessly.
Her hands shot out, grasping at Emily's shoulder-blades desperately, bringing her closer. "That was... you are... fuck... Em..." Nothing but that jumbled gibberish made its way out of Effy's slightly parted lips as she clung to the twin.
Emily's body was holding her up, her arms around the twin, her legs too, and her head pushed up Effy was only with her arse on the bed as she kept pushing herself into Emily's magical fingers. "Fuck."
Emily didn't say anything, just listened, her pace was slow for only the first two or three thrusts before she started jack-hammering into the brunette, who was wrapped all around her. The twin turned her head and started to bite and suck aggressively on Effy's neck... yes... she was possessive in other ways.
"Uhhhhh." But Effy had her teeth gritted as she was being fucked, throughout every inch of her being. "No" She pushed, her tummy muscles tensing against Emily's unbelievable pace.
She had fucked girls before, she'd been fucked by them but never in her life had a girl managed to do that. It was like Emily's hand moved simply on willpower, her arm evoking a speed that should not have been possible for arms. "No marks." And then her own teeth bit into Emily's neck and Effy wondered how long the twin would be able to hold them up with only one hand.
Emily bit down harder, sucking with more pressure, as if she were sucking the life right through the pulsing artery at her lips. Her left arm was relentless and she growled when she felt Effy's teeth on her own neck.
She had stamina, from a young age when her dad would make her train for hours and hours, and she kept up her physique by doing her own tailored workout. Right now, she was thankful for all that hard work, because otherwise there'd be no way that she could continue to hold up Effy's body and her own as she thoroughly pushed through the brunette.
"Woke you up, did it, our little arrangement?" Taunted Effy, not knowing why she was trying to see how Emily would lose it completely. She might not survive it, she chuckled at that thought. Emily was a tiger, she knew it from the moment a fifteen year old had been clawing at her clothes in a wardrobe, bathroom, almost making her cum on a make-shift dance-floor.
And she knew it from the moment when Emily had pushed her up against the car, not letting herself being teased without getting something out of it.
Emily took what she wanted.
Effy closed her eyes when it occurred to her what exactly Emily was doing right then. The twin was fucking the agreement right out of Effy. "You don't want to share me, do you." Growled Effy then, one of her hands letting go of Emily and slamming down on the bed, behind herself so she'd be propped up. The other was on the back of Emily's neck as she was arching her back so her hips would be a bit upwards, right where Emily needed them.
She knew that she looked good in that position, always had, and it had been Emily who told her this, fifteen year old Emily when they were making out. 'Naked you'd be irresistible right now' She'd had growled before trying to accomplish exactly that.
Effy had no idea how she could have forget about that night.
"Fuck Em." She panted, throwing her head back as she was taken by the twin like never before, relentlessly.
The twin took in every word, every taunt, and if it was possible to actually see red, that's what would have happened. She didn't speak back, she couldn't because her mouth was busy marking the brunette as hers... only hers.
Instead of responding verbally, she added a fourth finger, thrusting so hard and fast into the vast wetness pouring out of Effy like a damn waterfall, that the brunette might end up getting more than she bargained for.
Every pump sent Emily's hand a little further in, a little deeper, the only thing keeping her from fisting the girl below her was her thumb.
The claws were out, so to speak, and Emily wouldn't stop until Effy came, then came again and again until the girl she was pounding into had to ask her to stop.
Speed, MDMA, fucking any other drug wouldn't have gotten her into the state she was in now, pure, raw, passionate... roughly loving the girl she was ramming into.
The brunette's shriek was shrill and loud and she slammed her head back, holding her breath for a moment. She needed that moment to get used to it, to Emily filling her like this, feeling like she was everywhere. She couldn't concentrate, couldn't tell if Emily's whole fucking hand was pounding into her or not, and if so... it felt incredible.
It weren't even any-more short puffs she breathed, rather loud gasps every time Emily's fingers, Emily's hand was drilling into her.
Effy couldn't move in sync with her any-more, there was absolutely no chance of her hips to ever keep up so she opted on pushing them up and keeping them still, letting Emily ram into her the way she wanted, the way she obviously needed.
It was blatantly a fucking like no other Effy had ever received, especially from a girl.
Her head was trashing about the pillows, making her dizzy as she tried to focus on something, anything, but it was useless. "Are you.." But she forgot what she wanted to ask and let out a breathless scream instead when Emily's teeth bit a bit more forcefully into her skin.
Her hand shot to Emily's vibrant hair and she wrenched the twin's head to herself, staring into her eyes. "No marks." She demanded again, knowing from the look on Emily's face that she would be suffering for this.
Instead of backing down Effy felt her lips, of their own, turn into a smirk.
"Already marked." Emily growled, her gaze flicking to not only the teeth marks imprinted on Effy's neck, but the already darkening bruise from her love bite, right over the girls pulse. She didn't stop her thrusting and in a split second decision she flattened her thumb up along her palm and her fingers made a cone around it.
She had paused for only one moment to adjust before slamming back into the brunette.
Without her thumb in the way, she was getting deeper and deeper, pushing forcefully until Effy's cunt made enough room for the thickest part of her hand to pass through. "Fuck..." Emily groaned, her eyes were like lasers, right into Effy's gaze.
Effy's eyes were wide and huge, massive as she stared at Emily, her jaw slacked. "Are..." She felt the pain, so different to anything she'd ever felt and a shaky breath left her before she gulped, still having a fistful of Emily's wild hair in her hand. "Are you...are you fucking fisting me?" To her own surprise her free hand was holding Emily close instead of pushing her off.
It was strange, feeling this was strange but for the love of god she couldn't bring herself to actually stop it. Too embarked in seeing this side of Emily, to engrossed in Emily, full stop.
Her body strengthened against the brutal thrusts, feeling fucking cockeyed inside out Effy gritted her teeth and pushed into the girl above her.
Emily didn't answer, she couldn't, her teeth were grinding together, on a high of a different kind, the endorphins running rampant through her. Her thrusts were now so deep that her left hand was drenched up to her wrist. She leaned up slightly and grabbed Effy's left breast with her right hand, her fingers finding the nub almost instantly and roughly pinching it, then twisting for good measure, her eyes never leaving the brunette's face as she continued her assault between Effy's thighs.
Her entire body was glistening from the effort, yet she didn't even look tired.
Emily's breathing was coming out in short gusts and she sucked air back in through her teeth creating a hissing sound each time.
Blue eyes, fighting to stay open, lost their lust-filled frenzy and Effy groaned when she moved her hand to Emily's jaw, softly cupping it. "Are...breathe, love." Her touch and voice a massive contrast to the way her hips were slamming onto Emily's hand, but there was worry in her eyes.
Emily was looking ready to pass out and Effy felt like that wouldn't be very good right now. Her cunt would never release Emily's hand, and that would be very hard to explain at the hospital.
Emily's gaze softened, her jaw relaxed, though the movements of her hand never ceased. Never had she been so fucking locked on to someone else that she'd actually sunk into their gaze before. As many girls as she'd been with, she was experiencing a lot of firsts with Effy... even if the girl didn't even realise it.
She took in a big gulp of air into her lungs and let it out, then did it again to show Effy that she was, in fact, still breathing.
Emily adjusted herself again, straddling Effy's left thigh, but crossing her feet over the brunette's knee to keep her from pushing it between her legs. She kept pumping in, viciously almost, and leaned down to gently press her lips to the brunette's.
It didn't get much more opposite than that... their lower bodies in full fuck mode, but their eyes were soft as were their lips. How was that even working? There's no way that it should be happening that way, no freaking way.
"Em, baby." Panted Effy between sweet kisses, her hand moving south and resting at Emily's taut nipple. She wasted no time in roughly kneading the flesh before pinching her nipple. "My thigh, let me just.." She trailed off, her head almost slamming into the headboard with every...pump?...you couldn't call it that.
Her thigh tried to move, to push into Emily's wetness, it was practically flowing down Effy's legs and she had to do something about it. It was driving her mad with desire.
Emily shook her head slowly before connecting their lips again, this wasn't about her pleasure, it was about Effy's, and she kept her feet crossed over Effy's knee to keep it from distracting her. She knew she was dripping, could feel it coming down her thighs, but she never paid any attention to it.
Naomi was making her way up the stairs again, glad to be finally back at the flat. She was surprised to see that no one was in the sitting-room. "Hello? Babe? Effy?" She shrugged at Cook, not knowing where everybody had fucked off to.
Her bedroom door was still half open and a soft smile formed on her lips when she saw Katie lay there. Turning to Cook was quick and then she was pushing him back to the sitting-room. "You wait here, yeah? Just open a few beers, get the powder ready and set up everything, we'll be there soon. No idea where Eff is though. Probably asleep."
"She had another attack then?"
"Another?" The blonde shook her head and with furrowed brows explained that Effy hadn't had one in over two years.
"She needs to relax more." Grinned the young man with a filthy wink, making Naomi grimace and slap him over the head. "Wanker."
"You know it."
She rolled her eyes and made her way over to her bedroom, closing the door behind her as she softly crawled back into bed, snuggling against Katie's back.
While Naomi was softly waking Katie up, her fingertips ghosting over the girl's bare tummy where her shirt had crunched up Cook was walking round the flat, getting everything ready. He couldn't let it go though and after about two minutes he made his way towards Effy's bedroom with a determinant expression on his face.
He didn't knock, had never felt the need to and when he wrenched the door open he froze. "EFFY!"
Katie yawned and then her body cringed when Naomi hit a particularly ticklish spot, causing her to sit bolt upright. "Fucks sakes, Naoms." She said lightly, laughing. She pulled the blonde in for a lazy kiss before she heard a distinctly male voice yelling the brunette's name. "What the fuck?"
Emily didn't stop, even after she had heard the voice behind her, she was in a trance, her hand pumping in and out, still powerful, still fast, and she could feel the walls closing and grasping at her had with every thrust.
Effy's eyes shot open and she tensed all around Emily, almost crashing her completely. "Shit, my clit, my clit baby." She panted into Emily's ear, holding her as close as she possibly could, her dark eyes daring Cook to stay. She'd kill him.
Her sweaty body was bringing Emily as close as possible, somehow in her daze, trying to shield the girl from his perving eyes.
Emily released Effy's breast and nipple, her right hand moving down awkwardly as her thumb rubbed hard circles into the girl's clit in time with her fisting thrusts. The twin's voice was deathly low, and right into the brunette's ear, so quiet that the unknown bloke behind her wouldn't be able to hear, only Effy would. "Come for me, love..."
And as Effy's eyes were killing Cook for ruining this moment, for having the nerve to stand there like this with that filthy grin on his face she came undone. The earth was shaking as her body could do fuck but obey Emily's beautifully whispered words.
Somehow she was fearing she'd break Emily in that moment, that the violent trashing of her hips and torso would bruise her forever but it felt beautiful. Like everything always did with Emily.
She couldn't deny it any-more, couldn't even try.
Through her wet eyes she could see it perfectly clear, could see why Emily couldn't take her like she was just a random skank she'd picked up at some piss. Even in this brutal act of possessiveness and dominance there had been sooo much... emotions... while she had fucking fisted her that Effy had trouble breathing.
After the last waves subsided, making room for something else, something bigger and hungrier she closed her eyes and brought her lips firmly to Emily's.
"God, you're so beautiful." Emily mumbled into Effy's lips after slowing down and pulling out completely, her hand sodden with the brunette's desire. She was shaking from the emotions that were burning inside her. Her eyes were wet with unshed tears and her breathing was raspy and irregular.
xxxxx
Katie came tearing out of the room, her eyes narrowing on the bloke who was stood with his hand on his cock, staring into Effy's room. She didn't want to see what was going on in there, she could only guess what was causing his jaw to be on the floor and his manhood growing in his trousers. "Have you not fucking heard of privacy?" She yelled, giving the lad a hard shove as she closed her eyes and then shut the door. She turned back to the bloke with her arms crossed and her eyes dancing in anger.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" Cook lowly demanded, his eyes tiny slits and his body straightening, towering over her.
She sneered at him and took a few steps forward, shoving him back into the living area. "Obviously someone who has fucking manners, yeah? Did you like the fucking show? I'm sure you absolutely loved getting an eyeful, didn't you... pervy wanker."
Cook had his hands on her tiny shoulders right away, and without a moment of hesitation he had her pinned to the wall. He wasn't squeezing or digging into her skin, at all, just holding her trapped with his body. One of his legs askew hers so she couldn't kick him, his hand pinning both her wrists above her head. "I've no fucking clue who you are, and I don't fucking care, do I? Get the fuck away now or I'll forget my good manners." He spat. "I image you've got your shit, now fuck off."
He was just too strong, especially since she didn't expect him to actually shove her against the wall, pinning her hands above her head. Memories flooded back to her and her face paled, her mouth moving but she couldn't say anything. She couldn't even struggle.
There was something about what he said though, the last part, that caused her brows to furrow. "My shit?" She asked, confused.
"Never knew Eff and my girl let strays here, after knocking them up." He growled dangerously. "Anthea wont fucking like it. BLONDIE!"
"What the actual fuck are you talking about!" Katie demanded, her eyes like fire.
"Fucking junkies." He shook his head with a disgusted expression. "I'll fucking tell Effy what I think of her having her punters roaming the rooms while she's being fucked by one. Since when do we accept sex payments, then?" With a head-shake his hold on Katie tightened, obviously through his anger. "You paid yours then? Gave Effy a good shagging? Bet ya you're amazing in giving head, with that mouth of yours, aren't you, princess?" He looked her up and down, his eyes taking in the low cut shirt she had been sleeping in and her bare legs from the shorts. "What ya say, I'll give you five gram, then you'll show me."
"What..." She said, her eyes losing their rage and changing into complete disbelief. "I... I don't do drugs." Katie stuttered. "Payments... gram... what are you..."
The thoughts were racing around in her head, nothing was making sense. Why the fuck did he think she was a punter? A junkie? Why would he think there'd be junkies here? He'd obviously been let in, seeing as the door was still in tact... unless he was calling Effy or Naomi a junkie... but then he'd mentioned giving Effy a good shagging, then offered her drugs to suck his knob. "I... don't do drugs..." She said pathetically, her eyes showing her obvious fear as they started to put pieces of the puzzle together... but that couldn't be right, could it?
They just used drugs, they weren't... they didn't... she couldn't even finish the thought.
"Mind letting go of my girlfriend, James?" Naomi's voice requested when she calmly walked into the room. Her posture was almost too calm as she slowly walked up to them, standing right next to Cook. Her eyes were on Katie, boring into hers as she spoke to him. "Because if you don't, if you don't I will have to fucking cut your hands off and I'd rather that not happened."
Confused chocolate orbs watched her girlfriend as she sauntered up to the bloke. She knew him, obviously, as she said his name... she recognised that name. James.
With her arms still above her head she could do little but wait there for him to either do as Naomi asked him, or get his hands cut off... apparently.
"Fucking what?!" He pushed through gritted teeth, never loosening his grip on Katie. "Your...what? I thought the bitch left you, and since when are you having another one? Are you shitting me? We've real problems, love, if you're fucking with me. She was pushing me, disrespecting me and you fucking allow it? What, she gave you a good shagging then? Huh? You know what she did? She..."
Naomi told him that she didn't care. At all. And when she reached out she had a knife digging into his wrist. "Your choice." Her eyes were still on Katie and she tried to show her that it was all right, that she wasn't in danger and that everything would be fine. She wouldn't allow him to even freaking harm one hair on her head. "It's fine baby, don't worry."
And Cook's glare was slowly faltering, another moment and he'd let go of Katie.
Even with her hands free, she had no clue what to do. Should she run out the door? Behind Naomi? Into the room or bathroom? Of course any of these options seemed good, but instead she stood there like a twatted fuck, her eyes huge as they stared at the knife in Naomi's hand, then up to the blonde's eyes, then to James, then back to settle on the knife.
Katie had no idea how she was still remaining calm after the incident, for a minute there she thought she was going to pass out from fright, but it didn't happen. Right about now she would have welcomed the darkness of fainting.
"James, if you fucking touch her again I will come with a real knife and cut your bollocks off." Hissed Naomi, letting the blunt, fake knife fall to the ground. Then she pushed him, hard, making him stumble. "You out of your fucking mind, you stupid wanker?!" She screamed, making him back away but she followed. "That's my girlfriend and I fucking expect you to be respectful and not shove her against walls you tossing wanker!" It was fury and her whole body was shaking, eyes filling with angry tears. "I cant believe it." And then her shoulders slumped and she sniffed, wiping her eyes before she left the room and slammed the bathroom door after her.
xxxxx
With one swift movement Effy's hands went to Emily's hips, pushing her a bit up and then she spread her legs with her thigh. "Now I can do something about this, yeah?" She whispered against soft lips when she rolled them over, chuckling when she almost fell off the bed with the force behind it.
Finally topping Emily she shook her head, softly trailing her fingertips along the twin's features. "Are you okay?"
Emily hummed gently and nodded,"I'm brilliant." She smiled and ran her fingers up Eff's sides. "But I believe you have a guest, who most likely got an eyeful... plus I heard Katie screaming and now it's quiet. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not." The twin leaned up to place a soft kiss to Effy's lips. "We can put this on pause... but I fully expect you to ravish me later."
Effy's eyes narrowed on the twin and she shook her head. "You cant be serious." With a disbelieving look she softly brought her hand down Emily's thigh, feeling the wetness there which was still far from her cunt. "You're flooded."
xxxxx
The pure rage in Naomi's voice brought Katie out of her state of shock, her gaze moving toward the bathroom after looking at James. She had no emotion on her face and she got outside the door and knocked. "Baby, may I come in?"
"Sure." Sniffed the blonde, wiping her eyes with a cold, wet tissue. She didn't really fancy having swollen, teary eyes when they'd go out later.
Katie entered and closed the door after her, walking up to the blonde from behind and wrapping her arms around her middle, turning her head to lay it against the blonde's upper back. "Thank you. Baby..." She began to ask, then thought otherwise and just placed a kiss on the nape of Naomi's neck.
With a nod Naomi turned around and wrapped her arms around Katie, kissing her temple, her breath shaky. "I'm so sorry. He normally isn't like that, I don't know what came over him and believe me I will make him pay. He will apologise and explain himself and then, then you can kick him out. I don't care."
It was breaking her heart.
She never would have expected him to act like this towards a woman, a girl, her girlfriend. He never should have. Even if she were a punter, he never should have done that.
"It's okay, he didn't mean it, Naoms. I just don't understand why he thought I was a punter, why he offered me a gram... of something, I don't know... if I'd suck him off." Katie said quietly. "He's your mate, yeah... you said his name was James. It was as much my fault as his, I came out of the room and he was staring in Effy's room, just watching them with his jaw on the floor. I shoved him, I didn't think... I'm sorry."
Naomi hugged Katie closely, bringing her body flush against hers as she kept kissing her head, neck, everywhere she could reach. "He's had no right, no matter what you've done. He was perving, obviously." With a shaky breath she closed her eyes. "He's... James was boyfriend. We were together before I came to London. My first... everything and we kept in touch."
Katie breathed in her girlfriend and nestled a little closer in the blonde's arms. "All the more reason why I need to apologise as much as he does. I shouldn't have jumped at him that way. That doesn't mean he's off the hook, Naoms, but I'd never have you tell him to leave. He's kinda like family, yeah?"
xxxxx
It was taking every ounce of control for Emily to nod. "I am serious, Eff. Don't get me wrong, I'm so fucking turned on that I can, even now, feel myself pulsing. But I'm starting to get nervous that something not good happened."
With rolling eyes Effy nodded and softly rolled off of Emily, already reaching for her fags on the night-stand. She really needed one. "Never one fucking hour of privacy in this dump." She didn't bother covering herself up, each and every one of the people in the flat had seen her lady bits by now. She didn't care.
"C'mere." Emily said with a smile, trying to calm the pounding between her thighs. She waited for Effy to grab a fag and then pulled the brunette into her. "Any idea who our little pervy visitor was before we get out there?"
"My boyfriend, or yours now. Who knows? Naomi's true ex boyfriend though. First love and all, yeah? Proper in love, man I can only imagine that this will backfire." Effy explained when she let herself be pulled close by Emily. "You reckon Katie's possessive?" Without realising or allowing it to, Effy's fingers were ghosting over Emily's naked torso as she puffed away on her fag, every now and then pushing it between the twin's lips too. "Fucking arseholes. You've rooms, Naomi's got a flat, he's in Bristol. Why cant anyone be gone for one fucking hour? Unbelievable. Fucking unbelievable." She was really pissed off at that point, not believing that she couldn't have sex, with her... with the girl whom she was the girlfriend of, in her own flat.
Emily's eyes were gazing up and she was watching the brunette smoke her cigarette, but that wasn't what had her body almost shaking... she was shaking from the gentle touch across her stomach, and breasts, and even her sides. "Katie is possessive, she's a Fitch after all." Emily answered, as if that answered everything... well to her it did.
"Meaning the bruises on Naomi are her doing and not my cousin being the clumsiest person alive?" Smirked Effy and leaned down to softly kiss Emily's neck, it was just there and it tasted sooo good. "Or that she had her fist in her when she found out Naomi's snogged Millie and fucked Maik the day they met?"
"I wouldn't doubt it." Emily replied, her breath hitching and a single eyebrow lifting. "... knowing my sister she's probably got Naomi's back scratched to fuck. She really needs to stop getting those damn nails done. Then again, what do I care?" She laughed, or tried to, before she let loose a light moan.
The brunette was humming into the twin's neck, laying half on her side, cuddled into Emily who was on her back. Her left hand was wandering everywhere she could reach, the right holding the fag and her mouth busy. "Yeah, was the first 'gay' thing Naomi had done, losing her nails after the weekend with Katie. And her back looked like she had wrestled a cat. You've not seen it yesterday, when she was high as fuck and begging she showed everyone what Katie did to her back in the pub. Good god, that must have hurt like hell." With a low chuckle she softly dragged her upper teeth down Emily's throat, her hand wandering south. "You sure you fancy being out there instead of here, with me?"
The twin's body shuddered and she breathed out a puff of air that she didn't realize she was holding. "I don't... I don't want to go out there, no... but... if we must, we must. From talking... fuck... from talking with Cook earlier, I didn't think he was a very quiet lad, and I haven't heard anything since he said your name."
"His heart probably broke, or he's wanking in the bathroom. Or the sitting-room. Or watching Katie while he's wanking. Or Katie and Naomi are having wake up sex and he's wanking to that. I'm pretty sure he's wanking or Naomi's killed him for something." With a last kiss, long and loving Effy got out of bed, throwing a dress over her body and waiting for Emily to be dressed, she gave her fresh clothes, before walking out.
Emily quickly dressed, sighing. She really didn't want to goo, especially since her body was singing with desire. Oh well, it would have to to wait, and it would make her climax that much more powerful.
If only she could stop the pounding between her legs.
"All right Cook?" She asked, letting go of Emily's hand as she walked up to him.
Cook was sitting on the ground by the table, having snorted a few lines and drinking a beer with a devastated look on his face. His eyes flashed when they met Emily's, a scowl on his face. "Fucking great."
With clothes on she smiled at the bloke on the floor and reached out her clean right hand, wiping her left on the arse of the clothes she'd received. "James, nice to meet you, though I'd say I wasn't quite expecting to do so under those circumstances." She said with a light laugh. "I'm Emily."
It was visible that he was trying to stay collected and not lose it. He had just attacked Emily Fitch's twin, for fuck's sake. "James. Cant say I wasn't enjoying your greeting." He smirked and after shaking Emily's hand he then wrapped arm around Effy's waist, effectively yanking her onto his lap.
"Nice welcoming gorgeous, you always knew what I liked, didn't you?" Without waiting for a response from the laughing girl he crashed their lips together in a bruising kiss.
"Didn't realise a greeting was offered when you barged in. Seem to have enjoyed it." Emily said with a laugh, but it wasn't all carefree and light, it was hard and she smiled through it.
What really set Emily on fire was the way he acted, pulling Effy onto his lap and kissing her. Her jaw was set in a sickly sweet smirk her head tilted to the side, her gaze catching the deep purple on Effy's neck, the mark she'd made.
She wanted to see how things would play out before she'd say something, but watching the two of them was making her sick to her stomach.
With a chuckle Effy moved her head out of his reach, smirking when she softly hit his head. "Wanker. Emily is speaking with you."
"And I responded, now I want my proper greeting." He 'seductively' groaned, pushing himself up into a standing position which forced Effy to wrap her legs around him or she'd fall. "Hmmm, no knickers, god you've missed me haven't you..." He mumbled into her neck when he blindly reached under her dress.
Emily watched, her body seemingly relaxed. It was one thing to give Effy the option to fuck someone else, it was entirely different when she was sat right there. She wasn't going to make a scene though. The twin made eye contact with Effy over her shoulder as she walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Let me go Cook." Whispered Effy and when he wouldn't stop groping and kissing her she pulled on his short hair, tugging until she could look into his eyes. "I said... Let me go."
"But babes we've not seen each other in..."
"Let me go."
Emily reached up to grab a glass, the hem of the borrowed shirt inching up to display some of her creamy skin. She tugged it down after she had the glass in her hand and kept her back to the pair as she opened the tap to fill it up. Once it was full she drank almost the entire thing.
"I'm not joking Cook, get your hands off me." Hissed Effy with fire in her eyes but he still refused, laughing stupidity as he tried to walk them into her bedroom.
Effy jumped off and shoved him off when he reached for her again, raising her hand in a warning. "Don't touch me."
"I'm not angry babe, I know you did it so I could have my present early."
"You're out of your fucking mind James. I'm Emily's girlfriend, so back off, yeah?" With a last look, a deadly one she walked up to the kitchen, to Emily and wrapped her arms around her waist. Softly kissing her shoulder and neck she apologised. "I'm sorry, love, I didn't think he'd be this insisting." She whispered and pulled Emily into her.
Emily easily heard the exchange, and it took every last bit of control she had in her body not to turn around and jump the bloke. She was well aware that Effy was the only thing he'd get his cock wet in whilst in London, so she wasn't going to interfere.
Her body physically relaxed when she felt the arms wrap around her and the soft lips on her skin. Emily set the glass down on the counter and her hands covered Effy's on her stomach. "It's okay, Eff." She said gently, twisting her head around to peck her cheek, not wanting to taste Cook's mouth on Effy's lips.
"It is?" Doubted Effy and sighed, reaching over to run the tab again. She filled Emily's glass with water, again, never letting go of the girl as she drank it all before taking a handful of water and washing her lips with it. Then she dried them with a napkin that was on the counter.
After that was done she turned Emily around, trapping her between her body and the counter. Softly letting her fingers brush over the twin's neck and throat Effy kissed her forehead.
"You're here, aren't you?" Emily asked with a small smile when she was turned around, her brown eyes shining into Effy's blue orbs. Her hands sat gently on Effy's hips, not hard enough to where she was holding the brunette to her, but enough to feel her hip-bones with her thumbs.
"Where else would I be?" Asked Effy with furrowed brows, not understanding what Emily meant.
Emily's eyebrows lifted and her gaze went over Effy's shoulder to the lad that was standing there, staring, a mix between being livid and horny clearly painted on his boyish features. The twin looked back at Effy and gently leaned forward to taste the clean lips of her... girlfriend. That was a strange thought, especially since they hadn't even really touched on that subject, or at least never used that term before. She liked it. She liked it a lot.
Effy waited until Emily ended the kiss, then she shook her head with sad eyes. "I don't think that our little agreement contains me being a huge cunt. I wouldn't fucking be snogging anyone when you're there Emily. Especially not Cook, whom I fuck for fun. And especially not sober. Fuck's sake. What do you think I am?"
"Love, I gave you the option, but I do have to say it made me feel rather ill watching him pawing at you. You're not a cunt, baby. I'm just glad you stopped it, I don't think James agrees though, he doesn't know what to do with himself over there." Emily said softly, her thumbs brushing over Effy's hips in gentle strokes.
"Well, I don't think that is really a valid option. That'd just make me a real wanker." Mumbled Effy and leaned in again, softly kissing Emily. "We'll go over business soon, then he can do what he's good at. It's just a bit confusing for him, now. Cant change it, though, can I?" With a shake of her head, wild hair flying she brought Emily a bit closer and leaned their foreheads together. "I never thought there'd be a day where I refused to shag James Cook because I'd feel weird, because I'm someone's girlfriend."
Emily giggled and kissed Effy's nose before putting her forehead back on Effy's. "No, you can't change it." She said with a smile. Was it possible for her face to actually split in half? Emily was starting to wonder because even her cheeks were beginning to hurt. "Well, girlfriend, should we get down to business then?"
"I really don't want to." Mumbled the brunette but placed an arm around Emily anyway, softly pulling her back to the sitting room.
James was sitting on the floor again, glaring.
"You going to be behaving, Cook? How about you apologise to Emily for being a gigantic wanker first?" and when she sat down she pulled Emily onto her lap.
Emily plopped down on her... girlfriend... God she couldn't get over the sound of that. Effy... her girlfriend... her girl. She smiled a bit to herself and turned herself sideways on the couch so she could wrap an arm around Effy's shoulder and place a kiss on her temple.
"Rub it in my face, why don't you." Spat the young man with a scowl. Not very impressed by the things happening in London. "Since when are you muffing, then? Huh? I thought that after Lily offed herself you'd..."
"I want you to stop speaking, right now." Effy's calm voice ordered, almost more dangerous than any other yelling would have been. And Cook knew to shut his mouth. "Thank you. Things have changed, as you see, so you better get used to it now or you'll have to stay put in Bristol forever. Now, Emily is joining and..."
"She is what?!"
Emily's fingertips found the nape of Effy's neck, gently moving through the brown hair there as the tempers began rising. She figured she'd be told about the lady Lily eventually, or never, which didn't seem to matter either way due to the fact that James mentioned she'd taken her own life.
The Fitch remained calm, her voice steady as she turned her gaze to Cook. "I'm in, James, and Katie, my twin, doesn't know, yeah? So keep your gob shut."
He smirked at her then, eyes twinkling. "Uh, I see. So you have to shag your way in. What else is new, ey?"
"That is the only way, you twat." Muttered Effy before narrowing her eyes, reminding him of Emily who had spoken to him.
His head shot to her and he smirked. "Sure about that? If she doesn't know she's pretty fucking stupid. I practically spelled it out for her."
Emily's voice went low, an eerily dangerous tone slipping through her lips as she leaned forward to speak directly to James. "You speak ill about my twin again and we will have some serious issues, Cook. I'm giving you fair warning, which is more than most people get. She's not from our world, mate, but if you have blown it, it's Naomi who will suffer."
She leaned back and relaxed once again her hand moving back to run through the brunette tresses, calming herself down just from the silky feeling through her fingertips.
"Is she for fucking real?!" Spat the boy and glared at Effy, not believing what was happening. "I had no idea, yeah? She fucking jumped me, didn't tell me who she was, shoved me and I thought she was one of your punters, fuck's sake." With a head-shake he rolled a Spliff. "I cant fucking believe it. How does blondie think she'll manage to keep her in the dark now? Huh? I pretty much told her she was a junky, and if she'd shagged her fair."
It took him a moment to look at Emily, and he only did so after Effy's stoic face didn't change. "I didn't mean to, but no one fucking warned me, yeah? I am picked up by Naomi from the station, where I had to lose the car, do you think she mentioned either of you, once? Except for the phone call, yeah, but I had no idea Katie was here. It's not my fucking fault but if she still doesn't know, something's not right with her."
"Everything's perfectly fine with her." Snapped Naomi as she made her way into the room, sitting down on the ground next to Cook. She angrily ripped the Spliff out of his hands and shook her head, lightning it. "You're an arse. She's trying to ignore it, you dimwit. Of course she knows and she does her best to make it easier for me. Do you have any idea what that would cost us? What kind of consequences would follow a confession now? She couldn't be with a dealer, you idiot. She's giving us a chance. So shut it or I'll really lose it." With an angry growl she got closer until their faces were inches apart. "And if you touch her one more time I will kill you."
"He touched Katie?" Asked Effy with a bored voice, already bringing her hand into her dresses pockets. "Where is she?"
"Changing out of the sleep clothes. And you put the fucking knife away." Snapped Naomi, nodding to Emily so she would have an eye on that.
Emily's jaw was clenching, her teeth grinding together in obvious anger. Luckily for him, the blonde had walked in to take over. She had heard Effy's bored tone and felt the movement and she set her hand over the area of the brunette's dress where her hand moved to, even before Naomi gave her the look to make her aware of it.
The twin leaned to whisper into Effy's ear. "I'm about to be jealous of that knife, baby, stroking it more than me..." Emily nibbled on Effy's earlobe and then kissed her cheek. "... hands on me, please." She smirked teasingly.
"Hey." Katie said with a lopsided smile. She noticed the table with the remnants of powder evident on it. "I'm... I'm just going to go for a walk so you all can talk." Brown eyes moved to the only bloke in the room. "I'm sorry for my actions earlier, James. I hope you can forgive me for jumping at you." She offered him a smile and leaned down to place a kiss on Naomi's cheek, reaching in her pocket to pull out her fags and lighter, smiling gently. "Thanks baby, I'll be back soon."
Naomi's brows furrowed and she bit her lip, shaking her head slightly. "You manage it?" And as soon as Effy nodded Naomi got to her feet and wrapped an arm around Katie's waist, kissing her cheek. "Just... please don't fuck it up. This is on you now, Stonem. Whatever you do, you're responsible for it."
With a last look she made her way to the door with Katie. "You're an arse, James. I believe that both the twins have been kind to you, even apologised and you still sit there like a Neanderthal."
Katie smiled as her girlfriend elected to come with her. "You didn't have to. I know you have things to do." She bit down on her lip briefly before fishing a fag out of the pack and lighting the tip, then offered them both to Naomi, they were hers after all.
When Naomi and Katie left Effy turned her head to Emily and smiled brightly. Something about the whole thing, with the knife and how Emily had reacted this time, it warmed her heart. It didn't make her angry any-more. She found it cute, and so she obeyed. Her arms wrapped around Emily, her leg stretched out on the sofa and Emily sitting pressed to her front. "You are fucking adorable, know that?"
Emily smiled and then winked at the brunette. "I'm horribly adorable, what can I say?" Her body wiggled a little as if she was getting more comfortable before relaxing. "Thank you baby." She said nonchalantly.
Effy squeezed Emily's hips in acknowledgement, then randomly stroked her arms and tummy as she watched Cook. "You are, fucking cute. I could eat you up."
"Promises, promises." Emily tutted with a smile, her eyes closing a bit at the soft touches to her skin.
"Emily wanted to go on the pull with me tonight, show me her moves." Grinned Cook after lining up a good two grams of powder, rotating the upper part of the glass table until the lines were by the girls. "Didn't mention a thing when I let her know what I'll be doing to you tonight." He threw his head back and tried to swallow what he had blown up his nose. "Nice wording Eff. You told Emily about your muff-disgust? Or did you overcome your fear of 'diving in.' 'going down', having a nice lunch', you know?"
Emily waved her hand at the offering on the table. "I'm okay right now, thanks." She said before smirking at Cook. "Didn't think it was appropriate to speak about such things over the phone to a bloke I'd never officially met."
An eyebrow lifted towards Effy and she smiled before letting her eyes close again.
Effy let out a breath she'd had no idea she had been holding and threw Cook a warning look. "What? I'm glad it worked out, told you it's a nice lunch, didn't I? Fucking stupid, if you have to have a girl you should fucking enjoy every bit of it, don't she Emily?"
"I'm getting tired of this Cook." Mumbled Effy and softly pushed Emily forward so she could move around her and take the rolled bill in her hand. "It's none of your business."
He laughed then, long and loud and so fucking humiliating that Effy thought of ten ways that would kill him without her having to let go of Emily.
"Cook." Emily said lazily as she let her girlfriend get up to take a line. "... you've already intruded on a rather intimate moment for me, and I'm not big on kissing and telling... so can you please let it rest? I'm fairly certain that what we do to each other has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with the gear, so let's get to it, shall we?" Emily said as her fingertips traced along the top of Effy's thigh, waiting for her to finish snorting the powder to get back into the spot she had been in before, so Emily could lay on her again.
"She's good Eff." Grinned Cook with a impressed expression. The brunette finished four lines, lit a fag, grabbed a beer and on her way back behind Emily she stopped to pick the corner of her lips absently.
"She's perfect for you, isn't she?" he sounded almost astoundingly awestruck. "Landed yourself the perfect girlfriend, who would have thought."
Effy moved back into the space between the sofa and Emily, clumsily bringing her back against her front, it made her chuckle when her chin connected with Emily's have head. "Sorry babe." With an empty look, business like, she looked back to Cook then. "I think Emily asked you something. You ready to chat now?"
Emily didn't say anything as her girl inhaled the four lines, and only when Effy crawled back behind her, catching her in the head by accident, did the twin make a noise. "Oi babe, you don't need to knock me one, you've got me already." She said with a small guffaw, grabbing the beer from Effy's hand to take a quick swig, grinning innocently as she handed it back.
"I wouldn't say perfect." Emily said in response to Cook. "Everyone's got their strengths and weaknesses, the trick is to find someone whose strengths compliment your weaknesses, and vice versa." She couldn't help but start to laugh at what a sappy git she sounded like with that comment.
"Anyway, what have you got, James?"
"How romantic." Drawled the boy and dodged the lighter Effy threw at him, glaring when she wouldn't stop laughing. In the end he started chuckling too, deciding that, perhaps, it was time to stop being a wanker since it seemed like he'd lose anyway. Effy would either have his balls, or Naomi would, and he'd be on his bloody and bloodied way to Bristol without a shag.
Maybe he could get Effy to have a threesome with him and Emily. Perhaps that would work so he needed to be awesome. "Well, Naomi said you wanted 500 worth?"
"She'll take 2grand." Mumbled Effy into Emily's neck, where she had been hiding her face in since the chin/head incident. She loved her neck, it was soft and smelled amazing and perfect for her lips. "Do you have enough with you?"
"But Naomi said..."
"Weren't you here, just now? Naomi's handed over the reins, Emily is my problem and I will suffer if I fuck it up. So, do you have 2grand worth?"
Emily didn't have 2 grand. She had five hundred quid. She didn't mention this though, assuming that Effy was going to fork in some to help her cover the initial cost. She chuckled slightly at being called a 'problem', knowing that her girl didn't intend for it to sound like she was a dimwit who couldn't sell her way out of a paper bag.
Her hand stayed on Effy's thigh, squeezing gently as the girl's lips trailed along her neck. God, did Effy not realise what she was doing to her? She swore she'd be going mental any minute now.. might not even be able to wait to get to the room and away from prying eyes.
"Sure do, babes. Got yours, don't I? And Naomi's, which's not that big of a problem, she's plenty covered. Wasn't supposed to get it til Sunday. So you're all set." He shrugged his broad shoulders and offered Emily the top of the table again, holding the bill out for her. "Peace offering?" Then he laughed, his whole body shaking as it always did when he laughed. "I'm your boyfriend, you should start liking me, believe me, better you get used to me now than later on the dance-floor. I hope you know how to move yourself."
"Oh she knows." Grinned Effy, not knowing how Emily would dance now but she had been pretty impressed, and turned on by fifteen year old Emily on the dance-floor. That thought made her pull the girl closer, her teeth softly scraping down the side of her neck as her hands brushed over her thigh.
Emily smirked at Cook. "I'll have some after my shower, but I accept your peace offering." Reluctantly she began to pull away from Effy's talented lips, turning her to mush with a rubbing cunt. "I um... yeah I don't have any problems dancing. If we do dance, you better not touch my tits, or between my legs, do you understand?" She got to her feet and then bent over to brush her lips to Effy's. "I'll be back in about ten, baby, okay?"
"All right." Whispered Effy, snorting very unattractively. She grimaced and broke out in a fit of giggles then, leaning up to crash her lips to Emily's, firmly. Her hands ran from Emily's neck down to her thighs and she pulled her in, Emily's crotch hitting Effy's chest while their tongues duelled. It left her breathless. "Something to think about in the shower." With a smirk she slapped Emily's arse and crinkled her nose, somehow this whole girlfriend thing didn't seem as daunting any-more.
"Oh, she's not yours Cook. She's mine."
"Uh, I know." He said in a duh voice, looking to Emily in confusion.
"I mean, she's not yours at all. I've already claimed her, don't get better protecting than having me as her girlfriend, yeah?" Her eyes were locked with Emily's, silently asking her if that was okay, or if she'd rather Cook played the part and she'd be left alone after one time in town with him.
Wouldn't be that different to how it'd work with Effy, just a slightest bit different.
Emily stood up, breathless from the kiss and the brief pressure between her thighs. Her mind was all over the place, trying to keep her mind business-like but Effy's lips completely changed the subject. It took her a good fifteen. "Why don't you both join?" She offered.
Truthfully she'd rather just be with Effy, someone she knew, but the girl also would pull a blade rather quickly. She didn't know if Cook was the same in his tactics of protection.
Cook was howling with laughter at Effy's blank face, slapping his thigh and then Emily's shoulder, obviously very amused. "Don't worry Red, I'll take good care of you. Don't think there's much of a choice anyway. Go take your shower girl."
Effy raised her brows, nodding towards the shower as she fiddled with her fags. "Have fun and take your time."
Emily squinted at Cook when he smacked her shoulder, looking to that part of her anatomy before glaring at him. She rolled her eyes at him and then stepped back into Effy and gently kissed her lips. "I won't be long."
She turned around and as she was about to go into the bathroom she turned back to call back to the brunette. "Think you could pick me out something to wear, baby? All my stuff's at the hotel, and I only brought one pair of club clothes, which I wore the night we got here." Without waiting for an answer she slipped into the bathroom and left it unlocked so Effy could get in before starting up the shower and stripping down and getting in.
Effy didn't wait, knowing she'd be too high to remember or too lazy to, if she didn't get Emily the clothes. So they made their way into her bedroom and she went to the wardrobe. "What do you think? Short and slutty or sexily innocent?"
Cook grimaced at both options. "You want them to drool Eff. And you want them to think they can shag her. You can't put her into thousands of pounds worth material, yeah? How about... this."
Effy didn't even look at it, simply grabbed the jeans dress, which hung loosely around the hips and fitting in the upper parts of the body, and the dark red tights. Placing the jewellery basket on top of it, along with the make up and different kinds of perfume she looked for a push up bra.
Three minutes later she stormed into the bathroom and placed the things on top of the washing machine. "If you don't like it I've a whole dresser of party clothes. Not wearing much else, am I?" Mumbled Effy before looking into the mirror. She gasped, grabbed her make up and started to hide the dark purple, bruising eye shadows and bite marks on her neck.
"Thank you baby, I'm sure it'll be great." Emily said whilst still in the shower. Her hair was already washed and she was working on washing her body. "You okay over there?" She asked when she heard a brief gasp.
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure. Listen, five hundred wont do it. Naomi explained it, didn't she? Today you're not selling anything. You're pretty much sponsoring the night for us and everyone you fish. Means, you pay for the drugs today, drinks, all of it. Five hundred wont be enough. That's why I took more, don't worry about it, yeah? If you want to make it good, you need all the leverage you can have and not have us take it all without one punter." Was Effy's mumbled and rushed explanation as she hastily covered up what was seen through the dress and on her skin.
Emily was a vampire. They would have to have a talk about that, she'd show her why she couldn't be covered in love-bites.
Or she wouldn't, who cared anyway.
"Right. I'm going to hang with Cook then, yeah?" She said after putting on new layers of mascara and eye-liner. Feeling human again with mouse and hairspray taming her hair into looking wild without it being it.
"Yeah I get it babe, I just didn't have a whole lot to run with, and without knowing the scene I didn't want to get myself into a bad position." Emily explained. She bit down briefly on her lip as her girl said she was going to hang out with Cook. "Not a problem, love. Have fun."
It didn't take the twin much longer to finish in the shower, she smiled at the clothes and dried off before putting them on. Emily had to admit that she looked good, and she decided to run with the whole red theme. She glanced down at the make-up, taking in all her options before setting to work. She started with eye-liner, thick on the top and thin on the bottom, then worked some charcoal and silver eye-shadow together to give her lids a dark yet shimmery look. Last but not least she put on some blood red lipstick.
The twin looked at herself in the mirror, turning around slowly before putting some product in her hair to give it a wet and wild look that was slightly wavy, pinning her fringe back in a quiff so it wouldn't get into her eyes whilst dancing. With one last look in the mirror she nodded her head and walked out, turning back toward the living area. "How do I look?" She asked as she walked down the hall.
Cook was pretty much drooling when he slowly crawled up to her, grinning like a naughty dog from his place on the ground. "You, Emily, are a vision. Will be a right honour being with you tonight." To back his statement up he took her hand and twirled her around, whistling. "Amazing. I've already a hard one, don't I. Perfect." With a smirk he reached into her cleavage, putting a baggie with pills into one of the countless hidden pockets from the inside. "Gotta love that girl's dresses. Perfect, you look perfectly straight."
Emily giggled and turned around. "Thanks... I think..." She said politely as she turned her head to look at Effy, but didn't see her there. She glanced around to the kitchen and then back to Cook. "Where's Eff?"
"Bedroom, packing baggies and such or wanking. She was with you in the bathroom, yeah? I'd be wanking..." He grinned and all but shoved her to the table. "Now, I think you've promised me something Emily, didn't you?"
Emily's eyes went from light and happy to dark and menacing in a matter of one and a half seconds. She didn't exactly enjoy being pinned to anything by anyone... well except Effy, but she seemed to be the constant exception to her rules. "Promised you something? Whatever would that be?"
Cook looked like a kicked puppy and took a step back, just when Effy's voice appeared, followed by the brunette. "A peace offering." She nodded to the table, just behind Emily where Cook had very creatively written Emily's name in lines of cocaine.
With an adoring smile Effy rolled her eyes at him, patting his head once before kneeling down, in front of the table and snorting another two lines. Her eyes closed and then she took a fag, licked the end of it, put it into the coke and smoked it. Loving the way her lips were getting numb from it. "Good shower?" She remembered and opened her eyes after a while, looking up at Emily from the ground.
Emily couldn't help but laugh and give the boy a little shove to give her some space, she picked up the rolled note and snorted the 'E' and 'm' up her right nostril and the 'i', 'l', and 'y' up her left one. It hadn't been completely even, but it would do. Her head tilted back and she swallowed. The twin licked her finger and picked up any stray bits of powder on the table, then rubbed it around her mouth and gums.
"It was not bad, thank you... so... how do I look, Eff?" She said with a bright smile at the girl who was smoking the fag dipped in coke. She sniffed a couple times, still feeling like she had some on her nose. "Am I clear?" She pointed, asking the brunette if she had any residue left over that needed to be wiped away.
"You're good... shoes. What shoes you've got here?" Mumbled Effy, sniffing away. She always had trouble swallowing the coke. The longer you're taking drugs, the longer it takes your nose to actually let it all down.
"All I bought with me here were my Vans, obviously can't wear them now though, have any pumps?" She asked and sat down on the sofa.
"You could wear them if you wanted." Shrugged Effy nonchalantly, puffing away on her cigarette as the coke slowly started to make itself known. Calming her down instantly.
"No she cant. She'll look like a dressed up lesbian." Protested Cook right away, shaking his head vehemently, his eyes small and red. He'd probably been having fun with the baggies before arriving. "She wont get in."
"We get in wherever we want. She could go naked and she'd get in."
"But she needs nice shoes. Every pretty girl needs nice shoes."
"Fine." Sighed Effy and pointed to the small hallway. "There's all shoes. Different sizes, just try on what you like."
Emily nodded and moved in the direction she had been pointed to. The brunette hadn't been joking about having a bunch of shoes. She looked inside, seeing so many pairs of shoes that she really didn't even know where to start.
She grabbed a few pumps of varying heights and sizes before settling on something simple and easy, just a pair of black pumps. She walked back up on the 4"tall heels, doing another spin similar to how Cook had after she came out originally.
"These should work." She announced.
"Pure perfection." Praised Cook and jumped in front of her, taking her hands to spin her around. "You are gorgeous, Emily. Fucking shaggable and ladylike in one. I'd say that this is what a girl should look like. You sure you're not into cock? Or Cook?" He wriggled his eye brows seductively and howled, throwing his head back when Effy punched a button on the huge stereo.
"I love Rock n Roll" Was booming through the flat, the massive speakers sending vibrations through the whole room.
Effy closed her eyes and slowly stood, breathing deeply as she put her hands out and turned herself in circles.
"That's what she does before a piss. Ritual or somin, yeah?" Smirked Cook and grabbed Emily's hands again, pulling her in to dance.
Emily watched in fascination as Effy twirled around, she bit down on her lip, her gaze tracing down the beautiful form before she was pulled out of it by Cook. She hesitated before her saucer-like eyes looked at the boy. "Remember to mind your hands." She said to him with a smirk. "Because I'm not into cock, or Cook, sorry mate."
She kept looking over to Effy, she just looked so fucking breathtaking. Like pure fucking beauty, carefree, relaxed... she could think of hundreds of adjectives to describe her, and none of them would even touch on just how magnificent she was.
She started to dance with Cook, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, the drugs now fully blaring through her body, just like the music was. Emily loved herself some Joan, and started to sing the lyrics aloud as her body moved in time with the beat.
The songs changed and Effy kept dancing where she was, in the middle of the room, with a fag clasped between her teeth. She felt herself lose the grasp of time and space, had no idea which year it was, where she was, who with, she only felt content as her body moved in sync with the vibrations of amazing lyrics and breathtaking riffs and lead guitars.
Suddenly she felt hands on her hips, a body pressing into hers, swaying with her in perfect union to the bass. Her body pushed back, naturally, and brought her hands up to Cook's face which was next to hers, a bit higher since he was taller and they danced. "You okay gorgeous?"
"I'll be okay when you get me what I want." She breathed back, chuckling lightly at the end of her sentence.
Cook pressed his lips to her neck lightly before heading off into the kitchen, leaving her to dance. "Tequila?" He yelled in question, waving the bottle at Emily from the kitchen.
Emily slipped in just as Cook left, one arm around the brunette's waist while the other arm reached up to grace Effy's collarbones with gentle attention. "Christ you're beautiful, Effy." She whispered before kissing the damp neck, her hips grinding into the brunette's arse. Everything was heightened and she gasped a bit at just how brilliant Effy's body felt gyrating against her own.
Effy moved with Emily, completely in sync and her hips were twisting from side to side, her head thrown back to Emily's shoulder Effy kept her eyes closed.
The younger twin let the sensations wash over her, totally in tune with both the music, and the girl in front of her. Her right hand moved down to Effy's thigh, teasing the skin before moving further toward the apex. Her left moved down to grab the brunette's breast, all the while her lips brushed kisses long Effy's neck.
"Uhhh.." Moaned Effy, her right hand reached back behind her, clinging to Emily's right shoulder, she pulled her closer. The other hand, the left one, was holding on to Emily too, her waist was its part of choice as Effy's neck stretched, automatically giving Emily's lips more room.
"Sexy." Emily whispered, her hips becoming more insistent.
Emily turned the brunette around, sliding a leg through Effy's own, and putting her left arm around her waist until they were flush against one another. Huge brown eyes were looking right into Effy's face as her right hand softly moved across the brunette's cheek.
No matter how much she gazed at Effy, the younger twin was simply amazed by everything about her. It wasn't just physical, they'd made mention of that and Emily was positive that they both admit there's something there, even if it wasn't exactly said out loud. "Girlfriend." She whispered into Effy's lips as she pressed her mouth to Effy's own, nibbling on her bottom lip, sucking every once in a while, all the while soft moans ripped from deep in her chest.
