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Chapter 6
There was this aloof look on Effy's face when her fingertips connected on top of Emily's bare neck, her thumbs brushing the skin almost too endearingly for it to be random. With her lips busy ghosting over Emily's, too urgently to be brought into the same picture the sensual dancing was, Effy's lower body, her thighs wrapped tightly around the one Emily had provided Effy to grind against.
A low groan escaped her lips then, her body moving automatically and without a straight thought in the brunette's mind as she pressed herself against the flesh, the naked skin. Fingernails dug into Emily's neck when Effy shuddered, beautifully sighing and biting at the twin's lips as she did. "I am." The voice was low and sultry and all things sexy there existed when her eyes finally opened and penetrated Emily's soul. "Your girlfriend."
Emily lost her breath, utterly and completely.
The conformation coupled with the amount of intensity in the steely blue eyes penetrated her heart and soul. If there had been any doubt before about her feelings for the brunette, they were quickly squashed to bits.
Pushing up with her thigh, right into the growing wetness of the one and only Effy Stonem, Emily had to gasp for breath after holding it so long. Her body twitched at the ever-so-soft skin of her upper back and neck.
She had completely forgotten that they weren't alone, that Cook was not only in the kitchen getting tequila, but that he was probably back, watching them, lusting after them as Effy grinded into Emily's thigh.
"Uh...Emily." Moaned Effy then, her eyes half closed but glued to the twin's anyway, knowing that she'd want to see. Effy had figured some very important parts out about Emily, and she knew exactly what would set her off, ticking. The girl was a badly covered bomb, just waiting for the tiniest push or pull to explode, which would be nothing but pleasure for them both.
The wetness between her legs was growing with each sensual movement of their hips, with each moment of contact... when it was never broken.
Effy's legs pushed her up a bit, so her bare cunt was hovering above Emily's thigh and then she, ever so slowly, lowered herself down and while almost touching, she jerked her hips upwards. It made her clit rub from just above of Emily's knee up to the upper part of her thigh before she did it again and again, never fully settling on the hot skin. Her right hand had her fingers spread and she pulled up, ghosting up Emily's neck, settling in her hair as she smiled at her.
"Fuck, Eff..." Emily whispered at the different sensations settling over her body. She was becoming impatient, the teasing way that Effy was rubbing against her, then slightly pulling away was maddening. Her right hand teased the hairs at Effy's neck, then moved up the back of her skull, gently grabbing a fist-full of brown tresses.
Emily almost didn't hear the sound of a bottle being set on the table behind her, nor the approach of the other current occupant in Effy's flat. Before she could react she could feel a body behind her, hands sat almost hesitantly on her hips as the male form moved into her backside.
The twin kept going with Effy, pretty much ignoring Cook as he pressed further into her, feeling his hardening cock through his trousers and the feel of his muscular chest against her back and shoulders.
"Hmm?" Effy's eyes had closed when Emily had taken her hair, her hips moving a bit more urgently now. "Don't... don't tell me to stop." It was a plea, but Effy didn't ask for things, so she couldn't word it differently as her hips held Emily's thigh captured.
She let her hands wander on feel alone. One stayed on Emily's side of the neck, her nails teasing the area from above her ear all the way to the beginning of her shoulder, without Effy needing to move more than her fingertips.
The other hand, the right one, moved down and was ghosting over Emily's tit, to her stomach, and back up again.
Emily didn't plan on stopping, even with the feeling of the bloke at her back she knew she wouldn't stop, and she wouldn't request it of Effy either. The twin desperately needed to feel Effy's lips, like she would simply stop breathing if she didn't get that connection in the next few seconds. "Eff..." She whispered as she gently pulled the brunette's head forward until their lips were brushing together.
Cook's hips moved into Emily's arse, his hands at her hips gripping tighter.
He leaned his head on the opposite side that Effy was holding Emily's neck and he started to kiss along her shoulder, up her neck, his manly gasps and groans became audible as he got closer to the twin's ear.
The brunette moaned into Emily's deliciously tasting mouth. It was not a decision, really, her body had acted on pure instinct when she slowly moved backwards, bringing Emily's with her, their lips connected in a heated snog that was making her toes curl and cunt flood. "Fuck baby." She groaned, her hips movements stilling, holding Emily's leg hostage as she took her tiny steps backwards, towards the arms-rest of the sofa.
When they reached it, she had her eyes still snapped shut, Effy tried to scoot up on it, it would make her still be in a standing position but her legs, which were almost too weak to hold her up, would have help.
As soon as her arse was perched on the thick furniture, almost straddling it if she were a bit farther on it, her leg shot out and she grasped Emily's hips, yanking her down onto her flexing thigh. The kisses intensified and her hands couldn't stop roaming Emily's body now, palming her tits and rubbing circles over her stomach as she had bundled up the dress Emily was wearing, making it hang lifelessly above her waist.
Emily had been able to handle the groping and everything from the man behind her, that is, until Effy pulled them back together and her dress ended up around her waist, leaving her bottom half in only the thin cherry-red leggings and her knickers under that.
Cook, however, took it upon himself to grab a cheek in each of his large hands after the sound of his belt jangling was heard behind the twin.
Her hips moved slowly along the tense thigh, becoming more insistent. A mix between a growl and a groan ripped from her lips which was soon swallowed by Effy's mouth.
"God, you're so beautiful." Whispered Effy in awe, never letting her lips leave Emily's, not for one tiny moment as she kept a firm hold on her with her arm around Emily's waist, helping her grind onto the muscle she was flexing. "So fucking beautiful."
She was in a daze when she felt her way from Emily's shoulder down to her hand, grasping her fingers softly. Her right hand was dragging its nails over the small of Emily's back, back to the front of her leggings where she stayed, on top of them, pushing her fingers onto the twin's rock hard clit, rotating them almost invisibly. Her palm had been facing Emily, laying on top of her own thigh as she cupped the twin, making her groan before sliding down to give the girl's clit the attention it needed.
Then her left hand guided Emily's hand where she needed it to be now, spreading her legs softly she let go as soon as she felt her own wetness on her inner thighs. "Kiss me."
Grabbing Emily's neck, almost forcefully, Effy smashed their lips together as her fingers danced across the hard nub with a purpose.
A second invitation wasn't needed, and Emily's lips gently covered the brunette's as her left hand trailed between Effy's thighs, leaving ghostly caresses the higher she got. Emily kept her touches as light as Effy's were to her own centre, simply enjoying the feeling of the naked, swollen nub that was already wet with Effy's desire.
She moaned, couldn't help it, as if Effy commanded that it happened and the twin was powerless to fight it.
"OH yeah." Groaned Cook as he decided to push Emily's arse cheeks together and grind the underside of his now thick and hard manhood into the crevice. He had already taken his cock out of his boxer briefs and he was delighting in the contact against the actual skin of his rod... even if Emily's arse was still covered.
His movements threw the twin off as she took a step forward, nearly losing her balance but managing to keep her lips attached to Effy's own. Brown eyes flashed open and she pulled away from the brunette's lips, a sneer and growl rumbling from deep in the pit of her stomach, issuing a warning to the man behind her before reconnecting her lips with Effy's with a renewed sense of purpose.
Effy couldn't help it, hearing and feeling that sound vibrate through her whole body she buckled and if she wouldn't have been halfway sitting, she'd surely had fallen to the ground.
She growled back, pushing herself onto Emily's hand as her own hands moved up, and then, with a swift movement slid the leggings down until they lay lifelessly around Emily's ankles. She didn't waste any time pushing the girl's knickers down, her fingers laying motionless for a moment, until Emily had grinded over them and coated them in her own wetness. Then they moved to her clit, hard as granite, and Effy almost came on the spot when she felt it throb against her thumb. "God baby, you're so turned on, aren't you.." Husked the brunette and pushed her tongue deeply into Emily's warm mouth, at the same time as her thumb and middle-finger wrapped around the hood of her clit and softly pushed the skin upwards.
Her pointer, coated in Emily's juices, moved to the underside of her clit and stayed there as her other fingers movements made Emily buckle into it.
Cook was getting more and more brazen, still running his cock up Emily's now exposed arse, groaning at the warm feeling of her actual flesh. His hands moved around her hips, careful not to make contact with Effy as he reached under the dress, pushing it up to expose more flesh and his hands palmed both her bra-clad tits at the same time.
"Baby..." She half growled, half whimpered, her eyes slightly cloudy, trying to tell Effy with her eyes that she may be missing something. She was becoming more and more uncomfortable with the bloke behind her, nervous that he would simply decide to try to penetrate her from behind and it made her tighten up in unwelcome anticipation.
Cook grabbed onto his tool with his right hand and slapped it between Emily's legs, causing the twin to freeze completely. Her fingers, her lips, fucking every part of her body became a marble statue. "Knew you'd want some of the Cookie Monster, even the muff-munchers can't resist..." He said as he moved his hips a little to get a better angle into the petite redhead.
Effy's eyes slowly opened after she felt Emily freeze, and then her whole body froze.
It was one moment, one moment where she felt all blood drain from her face and her eyes widen. She was as frozen as Emily when the twin's hands harshly grasped onto Effy to stay on her feet when her hips were grabbed and yanked backwards, making her almost topple over. Her head was on eye-level with Effy's tummy, arse in the air, held by Cook's hands as he pushed his cock into Emily.
There was a ringing in Effy's ears, she didn't understand... how... but the way he was thrusting, not actually slamming into Emily made her frown and her eyes widened even more. There was no air in her lungs and she felt like gasping when her hands cupped Emily's cheeks and made her look up. "Do you... do you want this?" She whispered almost incoherently, her face blank now.
Emily's mind retreated into itself as she had done so many times before in her life, but this time it was different, this time it was her getting fucked, and she hadn't wanted it at all. Her eyes stared blankly ahead, seemingly made out of brown rock, unmoving as Effy came into her line of vision.
She was sure that Effy said something to her as the bloke behind her kept thrusting in, his groans getting louder as he started to move harder into the younger twin. She could either open back up to answer or she could keep her brain blocked out.
Emily obviously wasn't participating, looking more like a rag-doll, especially when one of Cook's hands left her hips and grabbed onto her crimson locks.
"EMILY!" Effy screamed into the twin's face, panic setting in, a feeling of dread overcoming her. Her whole body was shaking, shaking with fear, pain, anger, so much anger. She softly stroked Emily's cheek, trying to tell her that it'd be okay and then her eyes moved up.
Cook must have seen it, the pure rage in her eyes because he sped up his thrusts, now desperately trying to cum before she'd really cut his bollocks off. Seeing and feeling his pace quicken Effy jumped off and pushed on Emily's shoulder until he had to take a step back, then she yanked her into her arms and softly pushed her onto the sofa, never taking her eyes off of him when her hands reached for the blanket laying across the back of the sofa and she had Emily covered with it.
She didn't say anything when she slowly got to her feet, her whole body shaking, the steps she took towards the now frozen young man seeming like the last things he'd ever see. "She never pushed me off!" He hastily screamed out. "Was there for ages, wasn't I? She never said no."
It was the wrong thing to say.
Emily's body instinctively curled into a ball, her legs almost melting into her chest from the pressure. Her gaze was unblinking as it stared forward across the room, not even able to see Effy or Cook through her tunnel vision. Her breathing had almost stopped, and was so shallow that she was barely taking in enough air to still be conscious.
"Cook." Effy growled as she made her way towards him, watching him stand there like scared prey that was about to get eaten with its fucking trousers down. "You have five seconds to tell me what that was."
"Was grinding up against her, yeah, and she didn't push me away, did she?" He started, panic evident in his voice. "Didn't have a problem with me all on her tits, grabbing her arse, nothing. So I figure Cookie Jr gets to get wet in some lezza cunt, yeah? She didn't push me away, Eff, how the fuck was I suppose to know?"
With a nod, a blank face and eyes as empty as the universe Effy moved closer to him, coming to an halt right in front of his still standing cock. "You're right. How could you have known? You see Cook, my problem right now is to decide if you were trying to fuck the girl I am with, which would have you lose your cock or if you were trying to rape her. Both versions wont make it less painful, less ugly. Mine is mine, Cook and I've told you, haven't I? I've told you that I'm her girlfriend, this means; no fucking grinding up against her, no being all over her tits, no grabbing her arse, no nothing. Especially no fucking her, Cook, especially not that." She took a ragged breath, closed her eyes for a moment in which her right hand moved to his cock, knowing it well enough to get to the underside of it, right along his balls, where he liked it the most. Her fingertips were tickling the skin, and she felt him twitch, fucking perverted wanker.
Scared half to death and he still couldn't control his dick.
"You thought it's okay to fuck her, Cookie?" She asked in a bored voice, softly running her fingertips from the bottom to the top of his cock, playing with him.
"We was 'aving fun, weren't we? Dancing and coked up? Didn't mean to make trouble, Eff. You know me better than that. If a girl doesn't want the Cookie Monster, there's plenty more who will hop on for a spin." He gulped and as scared as he was that he'd end up cockless, his head tilted back as Effy's knowing hands played him just like she always had. "Can see what you see in her, Eff... tight lil cunt she's got there." He said before he thought of the implications of what actually verbalising it might mean.
"And really, Eff, girlfriend? You've never been a proper girlfriend in your life, 's why we get along. Fuck anything with two legs and a pulse, we do."
Effy hummed in agreement, now her whole hand was almost in a fist, grasping his hard cock and moving it harshly up and softly back again, repeating the action countless of times. "We were having fun, Cookie, you're right."
With a nod she moved in closer to him, knowing that feeling her body pressed to his would make him cum quicker. "She was having fun with her girlfriend, I think. She danced that way with you? I don't think so, she couldn't keep her hands off of me, Cook. Me. Wanted to feel me, you know how that feels, don't you? Having me everywhere? Huh? Yeah you remember, of course you do." She breathed into his ear, her hand's movement slowly gaining on pace.
"But the problem is that I don't share. Ever. And you went and groped her anyway, didn't you? Like it was a case of the tail wagging the dog, yeah? You couldn't just let that pass, could you, Cookie? Not when she was just there... wet... waiting... how could you leave her in that state when you knew she wanted it. Wanted a good fucking, yeah? And just imagine, how tight she was, can you still feel it? There have been no other men, for ages, if ever, and then you were there just seizing the opportunity. How could I get angry at that? It was an instinct, your animalistic side I love so much, wasn't it? Tell me, Cookie, tell me what you felt." From the way he was pulsing, panting and throbbing in her hand she could feel him being close and just waited for the moment.
Grunts came from Cook every few seconds as he listened intently to the girl that was jacking him off, or tried to. He closed his eyes and thought back. "Was probably the tightest I've been in, Eff, fucking grabbing onto me, she was, her cunt was." He panted, feeling himself getting closer to the edge, feeling it in his fucking bollocks, just ready to spread his seed.
He actually wished he could have blown his load into Emily, but he took a bit too long. Now the life of his cock was in Effy's talented hands. "Silky and wet, you've been there, yeah? Fucking stretching her out, like her cunt was begging me to cum in her, squeezing it right outta me."
"Good boy, come on, tell me more. Wanted to cum in her, yeah? She was begging you, wasn't she?" Effy's lips were on his sweaty neck now, harshly biting the skin as her hand sped up even more, making him gasp every time the inside of her arm hit his stomach.
"Yeah Eff, there's no way she's had a cock like mine, I ain't little at all." He groaned, his breathing getting shallow. "That wet little pussy of hers was fucking asking for me to just cum in her, I didn't want to disappoint. She's got some nice tits too Eff, perfect fit in my hand, oh... and... and her arse, crashing into it, I'd have been delighted to hit that too, or cum all over it, rub it into her skin." He had to hesitate, having severe difficulties speaking any more. "... Woulda loved to feel that mouth of hers around me cock too, gagging her with it, shooting my load down her throat."
"Think my throat will be enough Cookie?" Effy whispered harshly into his ear, biting the earlobe afterwards. "I can't stand touching your cock without having you fuck my mouth." With a groan she licked his neck, her hand slowing down. "Come on, think you've promised it'd be only getting wet in me, when you're here. Now that you've broken that promise I expect to at least get a good fuck to my head."
"Oh yeah Eff." He said groaning, already imagining fucking Effy's face and unloading into her warm mouth. "C'mon then..." Cook said, looking down at his pulsing member.
Effy smirked up at him with fire in her eyes as she let go of his cock and went to stand pressed against the wall. She slowly let herself sink to her knees, her head against the bricks. She knew that he loved that, actually fucking her mouth without her having a chance of moving. "Come on then, you fucking dog, gag me."
James Cook didn't have to be asked again and he jumped toward the brunette. He spread his legs and then teased the tip of his cock against Effy's lips, waiting for her mouth to open before he moved into her.
One of the things he loved best about Effy was her distinct lack of a gag reflex. She could deep-throat the fuck out of his larger than average cock. "You like the taste of me cock, it's Emily flavoured." He said with a laugh as he grabbed the back of Effy's head and shoved his cock down her throat, holding her lips against the base of his shaft, completely buried within her oral cavity.
He grabbed two fists full of brown hair and held Effy's head still as his hips started to move forward and back, groaning deeply when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. "That's it, grab my balls." He grunted.
Her fingers clasped gently around his balls, rolling them in her hand as she tried not to move her head. Of course she was looking up at him, her eyes blazing but he couldn't understand it. Didn't see the fury in them, only saw her practically dying to have him cum in her. Idiot.
Her jaw opened more, giving him more room as she titled her chin up, urging him on, his balls in her hand.
"Ugh... Your mouth is... Ugh..." He grunted, looking down as he thrusted his entire cock into Effy's mouth, time and time again, her blue eyes looking up at him. "That's it... you're gagging for it, aren't you Eff... yeah... take it all." Cook groaned again. "Ready, Eff... me fuckin' balls are on fire, gonna..."
She squeezed his balls once, nodding slightly, telling him that yes, she was ready... if he was.
He pulled out all the way, letting Effy get a couple breaths in so he wouldn't suffocate her.
Cook then put his nearly exploding cock back into the brunette's mouth. His hips moved faster now and when he felt his balls unload he shoved his cock in as far as it could go, holding his manhood inside her mouth, groaning Effy's name as he came down her throat. He kept cumming, holding his rod stationary until the last little bit squeezed out of the deeply buried head.
When she felt him swell, felt the disgusting taste run down her throat Effy smirked up at him.
The hand stayed on his balls, squeezing like she was trying to keep a bee in her fists without it escaping, her other hand went to his cock, to the very bottom and held it in an iron grip.
Without a moment of hesitation her head turned upwards and she slammed it into Cook's stomach, making him fall onto his back, screaming. When the top of her head had collided with his tummy, she had let her hand push on the cock into the other direction, almost yelling out when she felt, heard it crack.
When she landed on top of him, on the ground, feeling the broken cock swell to a point where it'd be stuck in her, she ripped her head free and gripped the purple, five times as big organ, pressing painfully down on it. "You fucking touch another woman again, without asking and I will bite it off." She was on top of him, right in his crying face then, twisting her hand which was holding his dick and it made him cry out like he was dying. "And if you touch Emily again I will kill you."
She let go of him then, spitting blood and his semen right at his red face.
By accident, years earlier, she had broken her ex boyfriend's cock like this, not exactly the same way, not on purpose but it had her know that if she ever wanted to do that to someone, she needed them to be as hard as possible.
She hadn't wanted to bite it off, she wasn't in a film after all, she wanted Cook to suffer. Having to go at the very least two months without sex, was suffering for him.
And she'd see if Emily would be all right, if not, then she'd get him and finish the job, that much was clear. The only reason why he wasn't cut to pieces on the ground right now, with his balls shoved down his cut throat, was that she had to make sure Emily was okay. She had to hear from her what had happened.
Knowing Cook for years, he was almost family, she had to give him the benefit of the doubt. That he didn't intentionally try to rape Emily. That he really misjudged, didn't understand that she truly didn't want him.
If you don't push him off, show him that you are not the slightest bit interested James Cook can't think clearly. Would it have been anyone else, in Emily's position, Effy had to admit that she didn't know how she'd have reacted. She'd, probably, had thought they were high as kites, on their way to a threesome but they weren't.
She knew they weren't because she didn't even realise he'd been there.
All along.
A disgusted shudder ran through her body and she looked back at the wailing man, now curled into a ball, crying his eyes out as he cradled his wounded manhood. "You better run Cook, you fucking better run if Emily tells me that she never wanted this. And she will. Because believe it or not, you fucking waste of space, she's a lesbian and this is not a porn where we fucking wait for you."
She didn't waste any more time on him though and with quick steps she was right by Emily's side. The girl didn't seem to understand what was happening when Effy put her arms around her, pulling her up, and carried her into the bathroom.
She turned on the water in the bathtub and sat Emily on the closed toilet lid before running out and calling an ambulance for Cook.
Running back into the bathroom she knelt in front of Emily, on the floor right after she had washed her own face, swallowed toothpaste and drank about a litre of water. "Emily, Emily please look at me baby."
Emily was completely out of it, her saucer-like pupils staring, unseeingly in front of her, even when the scenery changed . She was shivering slightly with the blanket that Effy had placed over her caught in an iron grip.
One could almost compare when she blanked out to one of Katie's panic attacks, except they were the complete opposite mostly because Emily appeared completely calm... and blank, like no-one was home.
Effy was shaking now, again.
It was fear.
What if he broke Emily? What if Emily, her Emily, funny, life-loving, out and about, in your face Emily was gone now?
Effy growled and blinked tears away.
She had to do something, had to somehow bring Emily back.
When the water had filled the tub she slowly lifted and fought the blanket off of Emily, gently staring into her unresponsive eyes while she slowly undressed her. "We're gonna take a bath baby, don't worry, everything will be fine. He will never again touch you. You're safe, you hear me?" And her voice was shaking because how could she even fucking say that? How could she even tell herself that she'd keep Emily safe when she let it happen, right before her very fucking eyes?
She hadn't known... she should have known.
Should have figured that the change in Emily's kisses wasn't pleasure, not the one she wanted her to feel, that it was contempt and fear. How could she not have seen it? Not feel it? As soon as Emily was naked, and Effy ready to break out in tears she helped her into the tub and took a flannel to bring the warmth everywhere to her body. "You'll be fine, I promise."
The heat from the water around Emily's body seemed to do the trick and even though the twin hadn't actually heard everything that Effy had said, her subconscious had. Her eyes looked to the side, and her head slowly followed. "Please come in." She asked softly to the girl who was running the fabric all over her body.
With a sob shaking her body Effy pulled the dress off of her and wiped her eyes with it, which had decided that now, hearing Emily's voice, was the perfect time to start crying. It was hurting her heart, so much like only ever once before, when she looked at Emily.
After throwing the dress to the side Effy slowly climbed up the tub and stepped inside, not knowing what to do with herself as she stood there just watching Emily.
Emily's gaze looked up to the beautiful form standing awkwardly. Her lips turned up into a small smile as she pulled the girl to sit with her back against the opposite end that she was at. Instead of turning her body around and leaning her back against Effy's chest, Emily just flopped forward. Emily's head laid right above Effy's erratically beating heart and her arms wrapped around her back. It was kind of a weird position, and she had to bend her knees, so her feet were up above the surface of the water, but that's how she wanted to be. "Not a gold star any-more, am I?" She said with a light chuckle, closing her eyes and just basking in the warmth given off by the water around her as well as the body she was grasping onto.
"You're not?" Murmured Effy, her arms wrapped around the awkwardly laying girl, stroking her back and head randomly. "Why not?" Her brows were furrowed, she had no idea what Emily was talking about, but hearing her actually speak was a good sign, she decided and tried to keep the conversation going, keep Emily from retreating into herself again.
"Gold star lesbian, never had a dick." Emily said softly, turning her head to place a kiss directly over Effy's heart.
"This doesn't count." Urged Effy, her hands holding Emily close now, not wanting to let go. "You didn't want it, no matter what he's saying and thinking; you didn't. It doesn't count."
"I thought he'd stop, you know?" Emily whispered. "Thought maybe he was just having a bit of fun, then I froze, I couldn't move, and everything went out."
"I know. I didn't... I didn't see. And then, fuck. Emily, I had no idea what was happening. I had no fucking idea. I think, I think I opened my eyes when he pushed you, and then he, it wasn't as violent, at first. It confused me. But then, god, fucking wanker. He saw it, he saw that I knew and he tried to finish off. That's what really tipped me over, fucking prick will never again touch a woman." There was so much fury in her voice even as it was soft and low, Effy felt herself shake. "And I hated him. Because for one moment, I didn't understand. And I thought, I don't know, I was sooo out of it that I didn't realise. That you wanted it. But you didn't."
"You hurt him, didn't you?" Came the softly asked question. There was no judgement in her voice, no disappointment, just her gentle tone as she tightened her grip a little more securely around the lithe body she was laid against.
"Not enough." Confessed Effy and regretted not having bitten his cock off when she'd had the chance.
Emily adjusted herself, straddling Effy's thighs and putting her hands on the girl's cheeks. "Thank you." She breathed out, leaning forward to taste the lips she always seemed to get lost in, they tasted like fresh toothpaste.
The twin pulled back, her voice shy. "I need something from you."
"Everything." Promised Effy, her hands on Emily's hips. "Just... please don't take my knife."
Emily laughed lightly, smiling, and kissed Effy's nose, then her cheeks, then her lips, lingering there to give the brunette's lips a bit of attention. "I'd gotten lost in you, that's why I didn't realise the severity of the situation until it was too late." She said gently as she picked up Effy's right hand in her left, pressing it to the centre of her chest before finding the brunette's lips again in a slow, tender snog.
It had only been a few minutes later when the twin reluctantly pulled away, then guided Effy's hand over her skin, over her breasts, down her side, down, then up her thighs where her breath hitched at the gentle caresses to her skin. "I need you, baby, erase it, clear him out of me." She requested into Effy's lips.
Blue eyes were wide when Effy reached for the flannel again, put shower gel on it and started to wash her own body, feeling dirty, and then Emily's. "How, how do you want me to do that, baby? I will... but how?" She asked after she'd washed the shampoo out of Emily's hair.
After they were both clean again, Effy helped Emily out of the tub, hoping to god that Cook had managed to open the door and let the ambulance in. "Come on." She whispered then, gently leaning in to kiss Emily on the lips after a robe was wrapped around the girl. She gently pushed her into the wall, wrapped her legs around her own waist and held Emily up with one arm under her bum. The other one was by Emily's neck as Effy slowly, still naked, walked them out of the room.
She could see, from the corner of her eyes that Cook was still there, now with a huge tissue around his massive, swollen, bloody cock. He was answering questions of the people who had come to help him. "You didn't know her name, did you Cook?" Effy's fake, worried voice asked when she turned her head to the young man. Without intending to her hold on Emily tightened and she brought her that tiny bit closer to her own body, as she was carrying her.
Emily felt more human after her body had been carefully washed by the brunette. Emily's gaze caught with Cook's as they walked and she gave him a sympathetic smile before turning to go into the bedroom.
The moment the door had closed behind Effy she pushed their lips together. "Think of my mind, my memory as a Video tape, I'm rewinding it right now, but I need to re-record over the bad stuff, okay?" She gently asked as she pulled the brunette to walk forward as the twin walked backward. "Can you record over it for me?"
Effy was biting her lip, her eyes already set on Emily's smile, on her eyes, on her body language and she hated herself for the way her body was instantly burning up, on fire. "How do you want it, then?" She mumbled when she backed Emily up until she was standing right by the bed.
Still didn't touch her, had to know first. "Do you want me to... fuck you, love you, take you, have you, fuck him out of you, love him out of you, make you forget him, make you forget your own name... how do you want me?" Every word she said was hotly whispered against Emily's bruised lips, it made her eyes darken just knowing that it had been her kisses that had done that to those addictive lips.
Emily's lips parted as if she was going to answer, but she couldn't make a single sound come out. She tried again and the same thing happened. She cleared her throat then, her voice was raspy. "All of them." It was such a simple answer, or so it seemed that way on the surface, but it was so much deeper than that.
"Don't expect to go fishing tonight, baby." Whispered Effy with a loving smile, her finger tracing Emily's cheekbone tenderly as she pushed herself into her. It made the twin softly flop down on her arse on the bed, and Effy grinned, very happy about that. "I've plans til the weekend is over."
She straddled Emily's thighs and locked her fingers behind her head, her thumbs brushing over the still damp skin of her neck. "Would you like to fly with me, baby?"
Emily giggled a bit, her smile huge and her eyes shining. "Can we not? I mean, if you want to, you can, but I just... I need you without all that right now." Her cheeks flushed and the twin's hands glided up Effy's sides, around to her back to pull the girl closer to her.
Blue eyes flickered from Emily to her old dress, the one she had worn in the morning and that was laying on the ground. She was nodding her head, more to herself than Emily and shook herself out of it, smiling at the twin. "Okay. Let me just.." She reached for her phone on the night-stand and punched in a quick text.
EF: Not fishing tonight. Broke Cook's cock. Shagging Emily.
Before she could have placed it back where it was before it vibrated and she raised her brows at the response.
N: No fishing tonight. Would have broken Cook's cock if we came back. Shagging Katie at my place.
She couldn't stop chuckling and with a shake of her head, she grimaced, showing Emily the texts. Not really sure if that was such a good idea after all, she could have worded it a bit more romantically.
Emily let a full fledged laugh come forth from her lips, her brown orbs almost visibly darkening as her pupils grew right before Effy's own eyes. "What are you waiting for, don't make yourself a liar." She teased.
Effy's fingers were on Emily's neck again after throwing the phone to the ground. She was stroking Emily's neck, they softly ran up, bringing her hair into her hands as she tugged a bit on it, her nails scraping along Emily's scalp. "You like this?" Her hips were moving softly into Emily's, applying light pressure in union with her hands movements.
"God yes." Came the breathless reply. "Makes me tingle everywhere, Eff." And she was, tingling, everywhere. Emily's body trembled visibly when the brunette's nails would glide along her head, down to her neck, her breath hitching and her head tilting back slightly. Her hands moved down to Effy's arse, squeezing gently into the flesh in the same rhythm that Effy was using on her.
It took Effy a good five minutes to stop her fingers exploration of Emily's head, neck and shoulder-blades. She wanted to learn everything she could, about the twin's body. She wanted to know what made her sigh, moan, groan, thrash about, cry out in ecstasy, cry out in frustration, cry out in desire, cry out in relief, she wanted to see her lose her mind, find it again only to lose it again. She wanted to make Emily see the stars, become one, explode in a huge supernova and be reborn to do it all over again, and again.
She needed to make Emily forget.
She needed to forget.
She needed to touch her for it to happen, and Effy had no idea why she felt nervous.
Hands slightly trembling she tried to focus on the way Emily felt, how being on top of Emily, straddling her felt. She wanted to try and forget how it felt to open her eyes and see her be penetrated by Cook.
She needed to forget the moment, the one tiny moment in which her blood had ran cold, making her question it.
But most importantly, she needed to forget to run from the blame.
She would never again, in this or the next life, allow Emily be anywhere but pressed against a surface when they'd be snogging. There would never be another situation where someone would fit in behind her, to do whatever they wanted and she had to promise that.
She promised it as her lips connected with Emily's in a slow, sensual kiss that made her toes tingle and her heart swell. She was promising her the world, the sky and the stars and she'd hold it, she knew she would.
When her hands slid down Emily's neck, slowly hiding under the fluffy robe and she pushed it off, making it drop to the bed in a heap, only the part Emily was sitting on still with them, Effy knew that she'd promise her everything if she only asked.
"You're so breathtaking, love." And she was.
Blue eyes were roaming Emily's body freely, for one moment not touching or kissing, just looking and she felt herself getting wetter and wetter, but not only that. She felt herself being pulled closer and closer, by an invisible band that was smashing her against Emily, again and again. Like a heartbeat. "I just... I cant get enough of you Emily." She felt like she needed her to know. She needed her to know that this wasn't just fucking Cook out of her, that they weren't just that.
Emily knew, of course she did, it had been her who kept reminding Effy of it.
When her lips lowered to Emily's neck, her arms wrapped tightly around the twin, caressing her whole back and down to her arse, her sides, Effy suddenly felt herself pull away. A bit. Just a tiny bit, emotionally. "I've... I've touched Cook, Emily." She confessed then, getting to her feet and then to her knees in front of Emily.
She pulled the twin's legs up and over her shoulders, pushing and holding Emily up as she carried her up the bed, never letting her legs down as she placed her on the pillows. "And I don't mean the moment I've hurt him. I touched him. I let him cum and then I've hurt him, but I did it and I feel guilty. Why do I feel guilty?"
Her hands were free when she knelt between Emily's open thighs, her shoulders carrying her legs. "I shouldn't because I planned it, to hurt him that is. But I do."
The twin looked at the beautiful sight before her, her fingers brushing back some of Effy's brown locks behind her ear, urging the girl closer to her, wanting their lips connected again.
A shuddered breath slipped from Emily's lips as she looked, unflinchingly, at Effy. "You don't have to feel guilty, I'm yours." She said gently and with so much freaking care and emotion that the twin hoped that Effy wouldn't get hung up on it. "You feel guilty because you know you're mine too, even with the freedom I've given you... your heart knows you don't really want that freedom, do you?"
Emily didn't allow Effy to reply before she'd got her legs wrapped around the brunette's waist, and her arms were gently scratching down the girl's back, and their lips were connected in a kiss that was so soft and meaningful, that it paled any previous kisses they'd shared.
They were on a completely different level this time.
Emily loved Effy's back, so fucking smooth and beautiful and, Christ, it was amazing. Everything about Effy was amazing. Every touch or scent, every whispered word, every taste of the brunette's skin was just a way to deepen their already unexplainable connection.
While they were sharing one of the earth-changing kisses Effy's body repositioned itself, making her lean slightly sidewards on top of Emily, her hip slowly pushing up into her centre. Not too demanding, not too fast, not too hurried or even wanting. It was soft, and tender and building Emily up. That's what Effy needed to do.
She needed to build Emily back up.
She needed to build her up, break her down, build her up and break her down again.
"You have to say those things?" Came out of her kissing lips in shorts puffs, her hands cupping Emily's cheeks and brushing through her hair.
It felt like a make-out session, proper snogging you'd expect inexperienced thirteen year old's to be doing and not twenty something's, who had already shared enough with each other, in a matter of a day.
A few minutes of this and she felt her hip being slowly coated in Emily's wetness, her eyes closed at the sensation and she let out a ragged breath.
"Secretly you love it." Emily said with a brief smile before nibbling on her lip and then flashing a smile in the direction of the brunette. "It warms you from the inside out, I can see it in your eyes, Eff. So gorgeous." She said gently, holding the girl to her body.
She wanted to feel Effy everywhere, and now that the blood gates were opened, she allowed the feelings to wash over her.
A tremble flowed through the petite girl's frame. "I can't even begin to explain how it feels like you're touching me everywhere at once... as if you're a part of me I didn't realise I'd been missing."
The brunette's lips were still pressed to Emily's, every now and then and when they weren't, they were busy exploring every bit of skin they could have found. "Sometimes, in a moment like this, I wished I were a bloke and you a straight girl. I would love to have a cock right now, feel you even more." The confession caught Effy off guard herself and she quickly hid her head in Emily's neck, sucking on her skin with a bit more urgency.
While she was very hard trying not to die of embarrassment, her hips were moving a bit faster, trying to make Emily forget that she had, basically, just wished they were normal. Straight.
God, how awful that had sounded, she thought and was reminded of that conversation with Naomi, months ago. The blonde had acted as if this decision would change her whole life, but she hadn't realised that it wasn't a proper decision. It had been already written and she couldn't fight it. "Not saying that it's not enough, it is. You've showed me. But it would just... feel like I'm connected with you in ways we'll never know." The backtracking wasn't working as she had hoped so with a heavy sigh she let her fingertips softly ghost down the outside of Emily's thigh, round her thigh, feel it with her whole palm and the move to the inside.
Emily was wet, ready, and her breathing showed Effy that foreplay should have been over ten minuets ago. "I'll just... I will enter you now, even though I'm an arse." She whispered into Emily's neck, not wanting to startle her.
Her hands twisted and she managed to push it between their bodies before two of her fingers slid inside of Emily, easily. She held them there, as far in as possible, with her eyes closed and her heart pounding.
He had felt that.
"You're mine, Emily. Only mine. You're mine since the day at Panda's party, you've been mine in the wardrobe, loo, dance-floor and the whole house. And now you're still mine. No one will take that from me, no one will take that from you. I won/t let them. I will always fight for you, fight you, and fight with you." She had no idea why she couldn't shut up and get to the fucking but something was holding her back.
Her hips were the only thing that kept at least a bit of pleasure to come to Emily, pushing her fingertips against the warm walls inside of her.
"Was yours before that too, just didn't know it." Emily said quietly, her voice shaking with emotion and desire. The pace was beautifully slow, and now that Effy's fingers were inside her she was enjoying every sweet moment.
Her hand reached down and she held Effy completely inside her, her throat dry all of a sudden as she tired to speak. "Tell me being inside me doesn't turn you on, Eff. Tell me you can't feel bloody everything. Every twitch, every wave."
Emily had needed to take a breath anyway, her breasts all but begging for attention as she looked right into blue orbs. "Baby." She said gently, still holding Effy's fingers completely inside her. "Wiggle and curl your fingers, don't pump yeah, just... just go like that for a minute."
A deep moan left Effy's tensed body when she felt how tight Emily already was. Lips on the twin's ear, trying not to pant, not to pump the fuck in and out of Emily, Effy nodded and was surprised that she was dripping.
The simple request had made her ten times as hot as before. "Will you cum that way, then, Emily? I want you to tell me, exactly, what you want me to do, just like right now, I want you to guide me." And with that she twisted her fingers, curling them, moving them, as her hips made them rub firmly against the patch of skin she knew Emily would go crazy from. "Tell me what you want. I want you to tell me everything, so I can do everything."
"Yes, I'll... I'll cum that way." Emily said as she sprinted toward the cliff, her body responding not just to the way that Effy was treating her insides, but also how fucking close they were, with almost no space between them. Emily kept her hips from moving, though it was becoming increasingly difficult to do so. "Baby, can you feel that... oh fuck..." She ended up cursing aloud, her arms wrapping tightly around the girl she was connected to to be brought higher and higher. A slow throbbing soon became evident in Emily's cunt as it wrapped around Effy's fingers.
"Fuck, yeah, it's so beautiful, so tight. Fuck, god you're so fucking lovely." Whispered Effy, her mouth crashing to Emily's for a moment before she leaned down and started caressing her tits, with her lips, teeth, fingers and nails. "Like this or your clit too, baby?" She whispered and positioned her thumb on top of Emily's hard clit, just resting there, not knowing if she wanted to cum that way... if she could cum in another way.
This was about Emily, she had to have a say in absolutely everything and Effy would do everything she wanted. She'd be her wet-dream. "Come on, baby, don't hold back."
"No... no... need... just... like... that..." Emily breathed, her voice barely audible. It was the last prompt from the girl above her that sent her falling over the edge. The twin's head pushed into the pillow and her back arched, one hand came up to cover the hand that was on her breast, and the other tangled in the brunette tresses as she whispered Effy's name.
Effy was staring in awe, her fingertips rubbing steadily the spot that made Emily look more beautiful than ever and she clenched her eyes shut, shuddering herself. This was unbelievable, un-fucking-believable. "You're beautiful, so fucking beautiful." She kept whispering into Emily's skin, wherever she could reach as the girl kept shaking and shaking.
Emily's body continued to tremble through her climax until she finally began to relax, her back relaxing. "Kiss me." She gently requested as she pulled up on Effy's hair, she needed to feel those amazing lips on hers. There were tears in her eyes and when the brunette's mouth finally made contact with her own, a tear fell from each eye as she closed them, feeling freaking everything that Effy pulled out of her.
Emily's body continued to tremble through her climax until she finally began to relax, her back relaxing. "Kiss me." She gently requested as she pulled up on Effy's hair, she needed to feel those amazing lips on hers.
There were tears in her eyes and when the brunette's mouth finally made contact with her own, a tear fell from each eye as she closed them, feeling freaking everything that Effy pulled out of her.
Effy's whole body was pressing into Emily, their kisses lazy and filled with too much emotions. The breath in her own lungs was fucked, she couldn't properly breathe without gasping. This, Emily, had been beautiful. The way she felt, still grasping at her fingers from inside made Effy sigh in content.
She softly pulled out of Emily and discreetly wiped her drenched fingers on the sheets behind her. Only then, when her hands were free to do whatever they wanted she softly moaned and propped her elbows up on either side of Emily's head. It made her whole body lay flush atop Emily's, her legs still wrapped around the brunette's waist as they kept kissing each other deeply.
Her fingertips were brushing over Emily's cheeks, her kisses grew in sensuality when she felt the wetness on the very tips. "Why're you crying, baby?" She cooed and gently pushed her body into Emily, with every kiss a bit closer, or so it felt. "I didn't mean it... I like that we're girls." She promised into swollen lips that were kissing her like they were made for it, and only that.
Emily's lips smiled into Effy's at the concern evident in her voice. "Eff, they're not bad tears, they're happy tears. I'm a bit miffed myself, I don't usually do tears at all, but god, babe, you really fucking get to me on a level that I'm convinced was only made for you."
She felt her face flush, her legs wrapping tighter around Effy in an attempt to feel her even closer. "I sound like a soppy gay bunny." She said with a laugh as her hands trailed all down Effy's back.
The hum of agreement Effy let out, combined with her intense eyes were all the response Emily got for a few moments in which the brunette started to press her hips upwards into Emily. There wasn't an inch of space between their bodies, nowhere could she bring her hand back where it wanted to be so other strategies had to do it.
Love her, she had.
Fuck her, she would.
Love him out of her, that sounded good as she slowly brought their lips back together in a passionate snog. Teeth were scraping along Emily's bottom lip as Effy's hips never stopped moving, never fastening the pace or slowing down. They just continued to move, let her slide against Emily, make her groan. "I know exactly which was made for me." Breathed the girl, her eyes closed as she let her hips jerk into Emily's firmly. "Think that's been made for me, and I'll learn all there is to make you think I'm enough." Was promised against swollen lips that her teeth were teasing. "Feels good?"
She didn't want to fuck Emily, yet.
It felt like she should enjoy her a bit more until then. It wouldn't feel right, so shortly after Cook.
Emily had a healthy libido, very healthy. So when Effy's hips started the slow movement between her thighs, she instantly reacted. "Yeah, baby, you feel brilliantly." She whispered afraid that if she spoke louder it would ruin the moment, or maybe it was because she knew she didn't have to scream out in order for Effy to hear her.
Truthfully, Emily wondered if Effy could actually hear her thoughts, or maybe she had the innate ability to read the twin's facial expression.
The more attention she received from the brunette, the less she remembered about the events that had her frozen solid. Each roll of Effy's hips erased a few more seconds of the event, each kiss did as well. "You're so sexy." Emily moaned as she let her hands glide up Effy's sides, then let her finger scrape their way down. "Perfect."
"Of course I am." Smirked Effy and tugged on Emily's lip, nibbling on it before releasing it again to suppress a moan. "I am Effy Stonem, after all."
Rearranging her hands, one was now flat on the pillow next to Emily's head, holding her up, while the other moved between their torsos to palm the twin's tits, Effy's back arched and she twisted her hips, groaning when her clit finally found Emily's.
When they were positioned perfectly, their bundles of nerves sliding against each other with every move they made Effy's smirk grew and she felt her tummy quiver. Emily was breathtaking. "You're breathtaking, Em." And just because she could feel Emily's breath hit her face, that's how close they were, and because Emily was all kinds of lovely as well as sexy her hips started move more firmly.
"Oh god." Emily breathed out, her own hips rocking gently as she felt the slick nub of the brunette gliding against her own swollen bundle. "Something... Something tells me your name means a lot of things to a lot of different people." She bit down on her bottom lip to suppress a moan as her hands found the pert tits, fingertips circling the achingly hard nipples, but purposely not making contact with the nubs.
"Effy." She breathed. "I need... Fuck... I... Need..." But the twin was unable to finish the sentence and she found Effy's clear blue eyes and she dove into them, head first, throwing caution to the wind because this girl was capturing her on every plain imaginable.
"What you need, Em? It's your wish-night, I'll do almost everything. Gladly, you've only to tell me." Mumbled Effy as she bit her lip, keeping her hooded, still huge, eyes on Emily's. Her hips kept their firm pace now, slowly moving away and firmly back up with her clit.
The heartbeat in her ears told her that every two beats their clits met, and somehow that thought made her let out a shaky breath as she pushed her torso forward, needing Emily's fingers on her nipples. "Em." She pushed through gritted teeth, never breaking eye contact as her own hand moved down to the outside of Emily's thigh, wrapped around it and helped directing the twin's cunts against hers.
"More... Faster..." Emily panted as she swam in the ocean pools. "Closer..." The twin whispered as she clasped her pointers and thumbs around Effy's nipples and pulled them towards her, forcing the brunette closer.
"Fuck." Hissed Effy when she crashed into Emily, her head on her shoulder. With a shaky breath she moved her hips up and to the side, trying to find the best angle again as her teeth attached themselves to Emily's skin, everywhere they could reach.
Now that she didn't need to hold herself up any-more Effy used her hands wisely.
Her right one was trailing up and down Emily's side, urgently almost, as if she couldn't get enough of her while her other hand, the left one, brought Emily's right thigh completely around her waist, holding it a bit up.
With a firm push of her hips Effy bit into Emily's rosy skin, stifling a moan, she found the perfect angle. Her hips were having a mind of their own and after Emily's declaration that she was close, that she needed more and faster and closer they were hitting against each other at a rapid pace. She couldn't breath any-more not properly, so she stopped and only gasped every now and then.
It must have looked fucking weird, seeing them now.
Their hips were crashing into each other, almost desperately but their upper bodies weren't as frantic. Effy's lips and teeth and eyes were softly caressing every inch of skin she couldn't find and opted on resting her head in the crook of Emily's neck, feeling her frantic heartbeat beneath her skin, pulsing, feeling her live. "Oh god, fuck Em...I'm.." She trailed off and grinding her teeth her eyes snapped shut, she wouldn't cum. Not before Emily did.
The decision was made and her hand was teasing the girl's erect nipple, pinching it, palming the whole tit while Effy was sucking on the other one, letting her tongue flick the nipple continuously.
"Eff... Y... Yes... Just... Like... That..." She said in a series of gasping breaths. The twins arms moved to the brunette's back holding her close as her head tilted back, readying herself for the ecstasy that was on the horizon.
"Everywhere..." She groaned, Emily could feel Effy fucking everywhere and she tried to tell her as such, but only the single word made it from her mouth. Her hips rocked up one last time before her body shuddered as her climax overtook her entire form. Emily's back arched into Effy and her hips locked for a split second before riding through it.
When the red-head's cunt relaxed her hands moved down to Effy's arse, pulling the girl harder between her thighs, intent on giving Effy Fucking Stonem her own explosion.
The brunette almost died when she felt Emily's hips stop moving and push up, her cunt wet and her clit twice as big. In every other situation she'd have wondered why exactly she was able to cum now, like that, but not with Emily.
She had stopped questioning things and simply kept slamming her hips into Emily's, her hips going at a pace that was surely not common or even possible with how close they were. She had Emily wrapped in her arms, her legs around herself and she was clinging to her as she stopped her wild movements and simply stayed where she was, rotating her hips so her clit would get the friction it needed. "Oh god, fuck." She panted into the crook of Emily's neck before holding her breath and freezing, feeling her whole body tense and shudder as she let out a silent scream.
Emily could almost feel Effy's climax as if she herself was cumming again, and she felt her cunt clench with that knowledge. "So gorgeous." She said softly helping the brunette through her own orgasm with her hands on Effy's arse. She only stopped when Effy did, and she needed to kiss her, like she wasn't allowed oxygen in her lungs until she'd had the girls lips on hers.
With that in mind her hands traversed up the gorgeous back above her until the tangled in brown locks and she pulled Effy's head from her neck and crushed their lips together. She sighed the moment she felt Effy's mouth on hers.
They were lazily kissing for minutes, ten, perhaps more, Effy wasn't sure. The moment her cunt had stopped throbbing, finally she pulled away her hooded eyes found Emily's. "I want you in the sitting-room." She whispered, not exactly explaining what she had in mind. "Cook's probably gone to casualty now, and I think there's no better way to rerecord it." She moved up to find Emily's lips again as her left hand ghosted all over Emily's sides. "Think back to when yo saw me dancing, what do you feel?"
"God baby, maybe I want some more powder then." Emily said with a cheeky smile. Emily smiled into the lips that were above her before giving the brunette a shove off her. Emily got up from the bed, biting her lip as she started walking to the door, glancing back and winking at Effy, who was still on the bed, before turning the corner.
She first went into the bathroom, picking up the dress Effy had given her to wear to go fishing in, pulling out a couple baggies that were tucked into secret pockets along the inside.
Emily brought the baggies into the sitting room and she was glad that Cook was gone and she sat on the couch. She looked at the baggies and then decided on more coke, dumping enough out so she could make four clean lines... Two for her, and two for Effy. Once she had them ready she crossed her legs and leaned back on the club, awaiting the brunette's arrival.
Effy took her time looking for her phone and found it on the ground, then she managed to get two tiny baggies out of her dress that was right next to where the phone had been. She turned to look into the full-length mirror and smirked, she looked okay. Her hands ran through her hair, making them a bit fluffy and not all that drowned-rat like and she chuckled when making her way to the sitting-room.
A smirk formed on her lips when she saw Emily sit there, naked. Waiting. "Missed me?"
Emily's right eyebrow lifted and a lustful smirk came other lips. "I did." She smiled. "Want to partake?"
"I'll be partaking." Smirked Effy and sauntered across the room, her big eyes trained on Emily, her chest already heaving. "Or did you mean the coke?" She whispered when she reached her and fell to her knees right by the twin, her hands resting on Emily's thighs.
Emily's eyes looked right into Effy's with a smirk. "Well what would you like first, Eff?"
"It's your night." Mumbled Effy and turned her head so her cheek was laying on Emily's naked thigh, she kissed it softly. "But since you mentioned it..." Her fingers reached into one of her baggies she had brought and she turned around, titling her head back on the sofa while her arse sat firmly on the ground, her back arched, her knees bend.
Then she took the spoon she'd brought and pulled the coke out, shaking some of it onto her neck, her pulse-point. Without moving her head the spoon moved to her tits and she pressed her nipples each onto the spoon once after licking her fingers and pinching them so the coke would stick.
It wasn't enough to snort but enough for Emily's lips to get numb, only the one on her neck would be snorted. She smirked when the remains of what was on the spoon vanished between her spread thighs.
Since her head was titled up and back she could look into Emily's eyes, which were dark and beautiful and made her embarrassingly wet. "Enjoy."
"You're so fucking perfect for me, aren't you?" Emily asked the rhetorical question as she moved toward the brunette.
She started with the girl's nipples, licking the powder off and biting gently into the hard nubs whilst she was at it. "So perfect." She mumbled as she brought her face to Effy's neck licking around the coke before she inhaled deeply at the pile of powder there, throwing her head back and moaning.
Her dark brown orbs caught Effy's gorgeous blues, holding her gaze as she leaned over the brunette to capture her lips in a breathtaking snog. She didn't stay there nearly long enough, pulling away to glance down between Effy's thighs, licking her lips.
The twin moved down Effy's body, her lustful eyes drinking in the white powder between the brunette's thighs. "With you, I always do." She whispered before letting the flat of her tongue run up Effy's cunt, collecting coke and desire on the way.
Blue eyes had been watching Emily, eyeing her hungrily the whole time and all her mushy and turned off brain could have yelled was; yes. And you for me.
The way Emily had moved, so deliberately and slowly, almost like a predator made Effy's cunt tighten and twitch and she could do fuck all except for softly grasping Emily's head and stroking her scalp as she tried not to shove her forward.
She let Emily have her fun for a bit, but as soon as sniffled moans were trying to break out of Effy's closed up throat she shook her head and stilled Emily's head's movements.
Waited until she looked up at her.
"Just let me." Emily requested her eyes looking right into Effy's, pleading.
"I was planning to fuck you, in every possible way, Em. Not the other way around." Groaned Effy and fought her eyes which were trying to close as her fingers twitched on Emily's hair.
Her body was dying for it, to feel Emily on her again, but this wasn't about her. "But you like that, you said it, quite often in one day...so I guess it's okay." She wasn't sure if it was okay or if her horny mind was only trying to make excuses.
With a shaky breath she licked her lips. "Let me have some off you afterwards." Was her compromise and she let go with one hand, grabbing the baggie. It was still open so she simply opened her lips and tilted her head back, emptying it onto her tongue as she let go of Emily's hair completely.
Then, thinking better of it she smirked and brought her hands back to the back of Emily's head, softly pushing her towards her cunt. "You sure? You really, really don't have to." Was whispered as she held Emily's face inches from her throbbing centre.
"I never do anything I have to do, only what I want to do." Emily says, licking her lips again.
She made sure Effy was watching as she brought her mouth to her centre. The twin didn't suppress a moan when she took the throbbing clit between her lips.
She sucked softly at first, but soon the coke started to really race trough her system and she pulled the bud further in her mouth, attempting to feel it at the back of her throat, sucking greedily.
"Ohmygod, Ohhh, Ohmygod, Ohh ohhh fuck, yeah ohh fuck Emily" Under any other circumstances Effy would have, probably, been in pain at the brutal sucking but not when her clit was half numb from the coke.
She couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough of Emily on her and her hips, which she had tried to keep still were buckling upwards, her hands grasping Emily's head.
Sweat was forming on her forehead as she gritted her teeth. All of a sudden her eyes snapped open and she stared down, feeling the breath be knocked out of her at the image greeting her.
For the tenth time that day she was wishing she had a cock. "Just... like that... harder Emily, harder." She almost screamed with a voice that didn't sound like her own. It was high-pitched and shaky, almost like a girly-girl's when her own was always low and husky. "Fuuuuck." But at least she had found her vocals back during fucking it seemed.
Emily, always one to listen when it came to sex, sucked almost impossibly harder at the nub. Her left hand came down below her chin to move through Effy's wetness, wanting so badly to just fuck the brunette through the couch.
Her gaze stayed constant, watching Effy's body as she was pulled harder into her clit. Emily's fingers teasing the slit, running through the drenched folds, moving the girl's lower lips back and forth, waiting for her cue to go.
Biting her lip, almost painfully Effy's eyes narrowed on Emily.
For a moment she didn't let her body speak and refused to let Emily have all the fun but then, when she felt her already... there... Effy stopped being difficult. Her cunt wouldn't have ever forgiven her for that.
A smirk appeared on her face as her hold on Emily's head tightened. "Fuck, Emily. Fuck."
Emily's eyes sparkled as she teased Effy's centre with her fingertips a few more times before pushing two fingers in. She groaned at the feeling around her fingers. So beautifully erotic.
Dark brown eyes kept watching the magnificent form she was eating, every twitch of her hips, every time her breath caught, every time Effy pulled her harder into her glorious pussy.
Effy's legs were shaking as they clasped Emily's body closer, her hands gripping her head stronger, her hips pushing up more urgently, more insisting, more wanting, more needing. "Ohh fuck." A smirk was on her lips as she felt the coke flash through her brain, killing cells on its way and it only made her need Emily closer. Somehow she needed her closer.
Her eyes were fire and they were burning when they clashed against Emily's, she almost came just because Emily looked sooo good between her legs. She looked like she had the time of her life, just like Effy. "You... really... really... like that." With a light chuckle she pushed Emily deeper into herself, her hips stopped their erotic dance and were now almost frantically thrusting upwards.
Emily could feel Effy becoming more needy, mostly because the girl was holding her mouth between her legs. She started to push in and out with her fingers, extremely slow, and deep. The twin started to hum, knowing the vibrations would hit the bud, even with how hard she was sucking on it.
Brown eyes answered the question Effy posed, absolutely enjoying having Effy's clit in her mouth. Her fingers moved faster, pumping in and out with more force.
Effy's eyes were closing and she knew, from the way her whole body was heaving that she couldn't... wouldn't hold out any-more. "I... Em... I'm..." And her whole body tensed as she screamed her lungs out, gripping Emily's head almost violently, grinding against her mouth. "Uhhhhhh fuck."
Emily's eyes closed for but a moment, in complete pleasure when she felt the slit in her mouth pulse and the muscles around her fingers clamp down. She didn't want to stop, had no intention of doing so as her ring started gently thumping against Effy's clit to keep her climax going.
Effy was gasping for air, her eyes snapped open and she looked down, between her thighs, at Emily in confusion. "What the..." Every bone in her body kept shaking, there was nothing she could have done to make it stop or understand it, even.
She thought she'd already cum?
She softly tugged on Emily's head, signalling her to let go but then, then another wave came crashing towards her. It was bigger, way bigger and it'd take a lot to ride it, that's what she already knew but somehow she couldn't stop herself.
Her hands were back on the back of Emily's head, one on her neck, the other almost on the top of her head as she pumped her hips up at a face pace. "Ohhh... fuck... the... ring... the... fucking... ring... fuuuuck... more... Em... more..." She was thrashing about, her head smashing repeatedly against the seats of the sofa where she was leaning on, her arms and legs and everything were moving, running, she felt like running.
Never in her life had she had to push herself so hard to get there, never had it been more pleasure. And never had anything felt as good as Emily did now, on her. It felt like she was everywhere, everywhere at once and with a loud growl Effy's right hand ripped free from Emily's head, trusting that she'd continue her wonderful work anyway, and reached for her own tit, twisting her nipple harshly and pulling.
'Holy fucking Christ.' Emily thought, watching the girl she was attached to. She added a third finger, not even slowing down to do so. Her tongue became more insistent, more aggressive, freaking more hungry.
Never in her life had she been this transfixed on watching a girl cum into her mouth. With her left hand busily penetrating Effy's cunt, her right hand reached up to thread through the brunette's left hand, holding on tightly, keeping the girl grounded so she wouldn't simply float off into the sky, like a helium filled balloon.
And when Effy finally came, for the second time, her whole body surged upward, froze and then and there she did feel like she had a cock because she could have sworn she pretty much unloaded things that weren't supposed to be there.
Even when her body slowly calmed down, making her irregular breath start become panting, Effy laughed. "What... fuck." She softly detached Emily's face from her cunt and grimaced at the pain she'd probably caused her.
"Ugh..." Emily grunted as she was ripped, unhappily, from the amazing flavoured cunt she had just been feasting on. Her fingers slowed as the last waves filtered through Effy.
Effy closed her eyes for a moment and when they opened again there was a new kind of hunger in them. They'd stopped being unfocused and wild, stopped being on the edge of losing her mind and she controlled her breathing as she eyed Emily like she was her most favourite thing in the world.
She probably was.
Effy's movements were quick, they were controlled and smooth when she pulled Emily up and on top of herself. Softly running her thumb over the twin's lips, wiping her own lust off, before crashing their lips together in a kiss that she knew, even fucking Cook must have felt at the hospital shake the planet.
They were interrupted by her phone buzzing next to her head and she snatched her lips from Emily's, never stopping to run her fingernails down the twin's back as she read the text. Her face darkened instantly when her eyes met Emily's. "I'll be fucking you, oh believe me I will, I wanted to since the moment I shoved you against the car yesterday morning but I've to do something first." She showed Emily the text.
C: Under the glass-table.
Emily was totally immersed in the brunette, every fibre of her being was merging with Effy's own.
So when the girl pulled away to get her mobile the twin growled at the interruption. Her brows furrowed in flying confusion as she read it, then read it again with squinted eyes. "huh?"
"No idea. I swear to god if the fucking wanker filmed it, I'm killing him. There's no mercy any-more." Growled Effy and her narrowed eyes looked ready to pop out. She grunted, moving forward, with some difficulties since she refused to let go of Emily.
Her hand was reaching underneath the tables glass plate and she furrowed her brows when there was a sheet of paper. She pulled it out. "I think he wrote us a love-letter."
Effy's eyes were scanning the pages, holding her old phone bill where he had written on so that Emily wouldn't see what she read. "What... the..."
Emily wasn't quite understanding, but her face showed her apparent confusion. "What is it?"
With a head-shake Effy closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Emily, tightly bringing her naked body to her own as the anger started to rise in her again. "Nothing. Don't worry."
"Please tell me, Eff, it's obviously something. You're shaking and I can feel your anger." Emily said softly as she held the girl tightly, peppering Effy's face and neck with kisses.
Effy softly ran her fingertips all over Emily's back, when she reached her thigh she pulled on them until the twin was sitting on her lap, her legs wrapped around Effy's waist. "You sure?" Her lips were already on Emily's neck, softly letting her teeth drag up and down her skin. "Could be doing all sorts of things now, than that." But she knew that Emily deserved to know.
If they were going to be in an open-and honest relationship she knew that she'd do anything Emily asked of her. Well, she would put up a fight if she were to take her knife but other than that? Why should she hide something from her.
She understood that Naomi couldn't tell Katie things but Emily was different. She was her... Emily. "If you must. But I still want to rerecord stuff after." With a huff she handed her the 'letter' and turned her head to snort two of the lines Emily had set up earlier, letting the twin read the letter.
Dear Eff,
thank you for not biting off my cock, mate. Means loads, yeah? Appreciate it.
And for not cutting it off, I really thought you had your lovely knife hiding in your buttocks or something. Been forced to go to hospital, giving you girls a bit of a space, wouldn't want to end up dead. Don't seem me is very wanted, or needed any-more, is it? Been wondering if I should be fucking off back home, when they're done stitching me cock.
About two months no cunt for me, but I guess I am lucky I don't have to forever stop fucking.
I'm sorry Eff, I really am.
Seeing you carry Emily to the bathroom scared me, mate. I'm no rapist, Eff. Thought it was clear, and only you weren't to know so you'll not stop it and be so turned on you wont want stop it, yeah? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched what's yours.
Tell Emily that I am awfully sorry. Didn't know better, did I? Fucking dog, you were right. Nothing but the tail waggling the dog, it's disgusting. I fully expect someone to find me and cut my throat, mate, I know the ONLY rule and I've violated it. No woman gets hurt. I thought she was down with it, yeah? Been taking care of her, trying to make her hot, kissing her, softly entering her, I wasn't out to rape her. I was to make her feel good, and you too, and me too. Woulda ate her, Eff, and you'd have done whatever you liked. I'd have taken whatever you'd have given me, I promise. But then I knew and I was scared, Eff. Couldn't have stopped, could I? You know me, when my cock gets wet my brains shut off, yeah?
Can't be thinking of that now makes me hot and it fucking hurts like tiny bastards are slowly sticking needles in Jr..
But if you and your lady were ever interested, just gimme a ring, yeah?
Was an honest mistake, yeah?
Love you, yours always Cook
Emily set down the letter and turned her gaze back to Effy, who was still absolutely pissed off. Her hands lifted to the brunette's cheeks, gently running her fingers over the skin, then up along her forehead, then down her nose to her lips. "Don't be mad, baby. He's obviously sorry. I don't think I've ever received a hand-written apology, like ever, and definitely none as sincere as that. Can you give him a break? For me?"
Blue eyes snapped to brown and Effy titled her head. "Why." One question. Just one, she needed to know why she should.
"Because he's your mate, he's family." Emily answered simply.
"But he touched you."
"He was loaded, baby, and now he knows I'm yours. He won't do it again, even you know that." Emily replied gently.
"Stop defending him." Murmured Effy on the brink of losing it. "It's not you, Emily. The only rule we have is not to touch women. Not hurt them. Never. That's what Maik did when he grabbed your sister. That is a no go but what he did? It's worse."
"It is." Emily said, but she didn't stop there. "... but he doesn't deserve your wrath baby. I'm fine, now, and that boy would do anything for you. Devoted. That's rare these days, Eff."
"Why did you not stop him?" Asked Effy then, the words tasting bitter on her tongue. "Before. Obviously, you were frozen but before?" To show Emily that she didn't want her to freak out, to think that she judged her or that she wanted to fight Effy's arms wrapped around her more tightly, stopping her from any form of leaving in the near future.
"I barely noticed he was there, Eff, I was wrapped in you." Emily answered, completely open and honest. "I started to feel awkward when he was grinding on me, but it didn't really register until you pulled my leggings down."
Blue eyes widened in horror and Effy's hands fell limply to her sides. "Wh... oh god."
Emily felt the loss as the girl let go of her, immediately picking up the brunette's hands. "What, Eff?"
"Nothing." Mumbled Effy then and looked away, her eyes big and confused. "It's fucking disturbing Emily. I didn't fucking realise he's there and then I pretty much yanked your knickers down for him."
"You didn't know." Emily said kindly, putting the girl's arms back around her and leaning into her thin frame. "How could you have known? You were as much into me as I was into you."
Effy grit her teeth but allowed Emily to be back in her arms, god that felt awful. She hadn't realised... "How can you be that calm? Please tell me because I'm a step away of actually cutting his throat."
Emily smiled and pecked the frowning lips in front of her, nibbling on Effy's bottom lip before pulling away as she slipped her arms around the brunette's neck. "Can't change it, it's done. You've brought me back and loved on me, and made me cum so amazingly that there's not any point in dwelling on it. He made a mistake that he will regret every time he sees me, every time he sees you, and with a broken cock he'll remember every time he gets hard. He'll suffer enough without anyone else's help."
A small smile played on Effy's lips then, she couldn't help it. "Yeah, I broke it."
"I know you did, you told me, plus you told Naomi in the text. The boy is thankful he's even still intact, even if he is broken." Emily said with a smile, giving Effy another peck to the lips.
"Who'd have thought I'd be thanked for breaking someone's cock?" She smirked and pushed lightly on Emily's shoulder. "Just out of curiosity. No cock. Ever? Not even a... fake one?"
Emily chuckled a little bit, enjoying the fact that Effy's face wasn't set in a frown any longer. "Just fingers. I've used a strap on other girls, but I wouldn't allow them to use it on me, and no boys either."
With a nod, a smirk and twinkling eyes Effy pushed Emily's shoulders again. Signalling her, like an excited kid, that she wanted her to lay down. Waving a baggie in front of the girl's eyes her smirk grew. "Now I really want some. Dish up, babe."
Emily smirked and grabbed the baggie from Effy's fingers.
She bit her lip and laid back on the couch. She created a line from an inch or so below her navel that went to her mound, using her fingers to straighten it out. Then she sprinkled some into the hallow at the base of her neck.
Emily's eyes looked up into the darkened blue orbs, licking her lips and opening the small baggie in such a way to where she could get some of the coke stuck to her bottom lip, resisting the urge to simply lick the powder off.
A growl ripped free from the back of Effy's throat and she did everything she could to not just pounce. Instead she used both her legs to stand up straight, her eyes never leaving Emily's as she walked to the end of the sofa where she crunched down. Her eyes were glued to the long line, which ended right under her bellybutton and Effy's teeth were visible when she leaned down.
Instead of snorting it off right away she started above Emily's cunt. Blew her hot breath against the quivering skin before her tongue darted out and hit the end of the line, a few centimetres above Emily's lady bits.
From there she licked her way up, kissing the skin she had already rescued of the chemicals before setting her tongue on top of it again and licking up. When the line was done, her tongue slowly tingling, Effy held herself up on either side of Emily's head and inched closer, her knees on the ground.
The soft touch of her tongue flicked through Emily's bellybutton, circled it before she softly bit into the upper part of it, grinning teasingly at Emily before moving upwards.
Through the valley of her tits she rounded them both, couldn't move without touching them somehow so she let her tongue flick each nipple before tugging slightly.
Her right hand was teasing the apex of her thighs while she was busy running her lips, teeth and tongue all over Emily. "Best tea ever." She murmured when she finally arrived at Emily's neck and could lick the pile off of it, sighing and moaning into her skin while she did so.
Her fingers had started to move further south and when she leaned up, staring into Emily's eyes, then at her bottom lip, a hungry look in her eyes, her pointer and middle-finger torched her clit. "Don't move or I'll lose my reward." Her eyes looked to her bottom lip, pointedly, telling her that no matter when she'd decide to have the last of the coke, Emily had to keep it on her lip until then.
Emily's body trembled, and continued to do so until she was ready for Effy to take the last bit of powder, right off her bottom lip. Brown eyes widened, realising that she wouldn't be able to bite or even lick her lips for whatever Effy had planned. "Fuck, Effy..." She whispered, trying not to displace any of the coke on her lip as she spoke. Her body was already on fire, her heart pounding in her chest.
"No no, love, fucked Effy already. Now I'm fucking Emily." Smirked Effy and leaned down to lick a path along Emily's neck, her fingers still not moving, just resting on her throbbing clit. "But tell me, honey, what do you want me to do, now? I told you, it's your night and I'm doing what you want. Think I've loved you all right, but I could do so endlessly, just feel you...you know?" She moved upwards with her lips, her breath hitting Emily's ear as she softly sucked on her earlobe. "But what would you prefer now? Want me to love you, again and again or do you want me take you? Fuck you through every surface in this room and then go to the next one and do it again, and again, and again?"
Emily, amazingly, was still able to speak, albeit carefully. "Well we haven't Christened this room yet, nor the kitchen, spare room, and not really in the bathroom." The twin waited until Effy's gaze was on her own. "Think you can last long enough to take me in every room at least once? Don't threaten me with a good time and not deliver, Eff.." Her eyes were dangerous and deep.
"I can take you in every room for as long as you want...need...why do you think people write stories, songs and books about me?" Smirked Effy then and raised her head slowly, her tongue darting out to lick Emily's upper lip slowly. She moaned teasingly then and let her fingers, accidentally, slip. "Oops." She brought them back to Emily's clit and giggled when the girl tried to push into her fingers. "Still, question is, love, what do you want...love or the shag of your life?"
The twin's breath hitched, then gasped at the brief contact with her nub and she tried to keep her hips from reacting, but it was as easy to do that as putting a red flag in front of a bull and expecting it not to try to crash into it. "Baby, please.. However you want, I need you."
Something changed in Effy's eyes then and they seemed to soften, somehow.
With a slight nod, more to herself than Emily, probably, Effy wriggled her fingers a bit. "Spread your legs a bit, yeah?" Her body was still next to the couch, she was hovering over Emily, their faces inches apart as her hand was trying to find enough room between Emily's legs to move.
Emily's thighs spread, slowly, watching the brunette, with her pupils huge, the entire time. "That good, Eff?" She asked, her voice having dropped a full octave in the last few seconds and a sexual rasp evident as well.
The twin's pussy was dripping with desire, her clit huge, and so fucking sensitive that she was sure that Effy would only need to blow on it to make her come undone.
"Perfect." Husked Effy.
Something about having Emily do what she said was making her ache, in a very good way. She let out a few puffs of air as she tried to control herself.
She had never before wanted someone so much that she had trouble properly breathing. "I've never had anyone I wanted so much I had trouble breathing Emily." Her eyes widened the tiniest bit at the confession before she closed them and dipped her fingers further down Emily's centre, coating them in wetness. "Soo wet." Was her observation which she, obviously, couldn't keep from Emily.
When her fingers were drenched, pointer and middle-finger, she slowly moved them upwards, rubbing them upwards, from the underside of Emily's clit, hitting the poor, hard nub with every move. "So hot, Emily, you are so fucking gorgeous." Was whispered when her fingers kept a steady rhythm, not fastening it, not slowing, just enjoying.
Emily was scared to move, scared to breathe because the attention Effy was giving to her clit was so freaking amazing and it was sending shock-waves of white-hot desire through her entire form. Her hips badly wanted to lift up, but instead she parted her legs further, opening herself up more for the brilliant fingers belonging to the brunette.
Effy was watching Emily's face, fascinated by the tiniest things. The way her brows furrowed every other moment she tried to control herself. The way her chest was heaving. The way her eyes were fucking swallowing Effy's and the way tiny drops of sweat were forming on her body. "God, I love doing this." She announced when she let her fingers trail down, away from Emily's clit. She let them explore the wetness for a moment before teasing her entrance with tiny, circling, movements. "Look at me, you have to look at me. Can you do that? Can you look at me? The whole time, Emily?"
She didn't enter her, didn't do anything really except for moving forward, her tits pressing against Emily's arm that was laying on the sofa. Feeling it she reached over and took Emily's other hand, the one that was furthest from her. She softly interlocked their fingers and tugged it to her own body, bringing it to her neck before her head turned and she pressed a kiss to Emily's wrist. "You can move. Just don't spill my coke, baby."
Emily nodded and tried hard not to bite down on her bottom lip, which would cause her to ingest the cocaine instead of simply holding it for Effy. "Yeah baby." She said softly as she let her fingertips run through Effy's hair. It was so fucking soft and she would have become lost in the sensation if it wasn't for the fingers teasing the river between her thighs.
She let out a puff of breath that she had inadvertently been holding and bit down on the inside of her cheek... yeah, that would do instead of attacking her bottom lip. Her hips lifted up and she moaned. "Baby, I need you, yeah? Your coke is safe, but I'm begging you, yeah?"
"What exactly are you begging me for?" Mumbled Effy, boring her eyes into Emily's as she nuzzled her cheek into her palm. "Want me, like this?" Softly she pushed a finger, her pointer into Emily and pushed upwards, enjoying the way Emily's tummy muscles were quivering. "Or more of this?" And then, when she was pulling her finger out she re-entered Emily with two digits, firmly pushing as far as she could, not fastening her pace though. "That enough or more?" She asked, a third finger already waiting but not actually inserting yet as she kept pumping in and out of Emily, steadily, slowly. "But you liked this..." When she was all the way in again, Effy's fingers curled and she rubbed her fingertips against Emily's g-spot.
She kept pushing into her but stopped pulling out, her fingers curling and rubbing instead. "Don't look away."
Emily's eyes were wide as she watched Effy try to make her decide.
That was like a mother picking a favourite child when she had three of them. How could she possibly choose? All three options, not that there were just three, because Emily could just imagine the brunette not picking any of those and just running with it.
The thought made her cunt clench again, just like it did when Effy showed her all three options.
She didn't look away, couldn't really even if she wanted to. "God Eff, I don't care, fucking take me..." She said, feeling her heart pumping through her, her chest about to explode, the artery in her neck thumping wildly, and by all that was holy, her fucking pussy could feel it too.
"Your own fault, you had the choice." Mumbled Effy and withdrew all her fingers from Emily's hot core. She didn't say a word when she moved, on her knees, backwards towards Emily's legs. She took one leg, wordlessly, her eyes still glued to Emily's and put the left one on the wooden floor. The other one landed on her shoulder as she leant in, towards Emily's centre. "Told you to choose. Now you're not getting any." She hotly breathed onto Emily's enlarged clit, seeing it twitch and spasm.
With an evil grin she moved her lips closer, so close that she could almost taste Emily.
She took in a long breath through her nose and then, softly, breathed out against the bundle of nerves. She did that a couple times, just blowing onto it, over and over again until her pace changed and she started to press out fast puffs of air, hitting her clit with them rapidly, while her hands were ghosting over Emily's thighs, upwards to her tits which she started to kneed and palm.
"Wha..." Emily cried, never once looking away from the hypnotic blue orbs.
The contrast of Effy's heated breath against her clit made the twin hold her breath, hoping and even freaking praying to any deity that would possibly listen to her to just push Effy's face into her.
Whimpers slipped through her lips in time with the bursts of air between her thighs, hitting her clit and causing it to throb even more than it had been. Wasn't she just thinking of this a few minutes ago? How the fuck did Effy... Had she said it out loud and didn't realise it?
Emily didn't usually have issues with that sort of thing whilst high, but there was always the possibility. "Effy, love, p... please, I need you... in... inside me..."
Effy hummed but didn't actually move, not an inch as she kept blowing on the huge bud. "But I'm having fun and you couldn't decide." Her fingers wrapped around Emily's clit, softly tugging the hood upwards and only when her clit was there, bare, did Effy blew the next breath on it.
"Fuck." Emily groaned out as the next breath hit directly on her newly exposed clit. "Effy..." Her voice was dangerously low, almost a growl. "if you don't get those fingers inside me right now, you won't get to, because mine will be..."
"Oh yeah?" Breathed Effy a chuckle. "Think you'll manage to keep the coke safe that way?"
"No, you won't get that either." Emily smirked with the same deep, raspy tone.
"You wouldn't dare."
"Try me baby, you have ten seconds to decide whether I fuck myself and take your coke, or you fuck me and I continue to keep it safe for you."
Effy smirked at Emily and demonstratively blew a harsh breath on her, still exposed, clit.
Emily groaned, then started counting. "1... 2... 3... 4... 5..." She licked her top lip that had the tiniest bit of powder on it from being pressed against the bottom one. "... 6... 7..."
Effy's head moved in closer, so close that her bottom lip was almost touching Emily's clit as she let out another puff of air. "8.9.10."
Emily's hand shot down, but instead of batting Effy away so she could fuck herself, she grabbed a handful of the brunette's hair and crushed Effy's lips into her clit."God yes." She groaned, her hips instantly grinding her centre into her lover's lips.
Her body was already so close from all the teasing which made her thrusts not have any kind of rhythm at all.
Effy's eyes were wide, her whole body tensing as she held her breath.
She was gripping Emily's hip, forcefully, as her face was pretty much being fucked. She wanted to say something, do something, anything but she couldn't. Kept her mouth closed, her lips pressed into a thin line.
So with a sharp intake of breath through her nose Effy moved her right hand, placed three fingers at Emily's entrance and slammed them in without a moment of consideration or a second thought.
She kept the rhythm, not faltering, not slowing down but ramming into Emily like she'd want to freaking drill a hole. She felt her fingers being squashed instantly, and after maybe ten seconds she decided to curl them and push them further up, always up, always faster, always stronger.
Emily's hips soon found their rhythm, thanks to the fingers filling her cunt, and she rocked her hips up to meet every thrust. Emily basically held Effy's head still so that every time her hips moved, her little bundle of nearly exploding nerves would grind into Effy's beautiful lips.
She never looked away, just as she had been instructed to do. "I'm... already... close." She panted during three breaths in a row... if they could even be called that.
Effy closed her eyes and curled her fingers, rubbing them against the spot she knew would sent Emily head first over the edge. With a sharp intake of breath she braced herself, her fingers digging into Emily's hip when she opened her lips, knowing that feeling her hot tongue on Emily's clit would make her cum instantly now.
"EFFY!" The twin screamed out as she lost all control over her body, her hips pumping blindly, her cunt squeezing so tight that Emily thought she might break the brunette's fingers, and her clit pounding.
Her eyes wanted to close and her head wanted to be thrown back, but she somehow managed to keep her gaze constant, right on the brunette between her thighs.
Effy's fingers slowed down, instantly going to a point where they almost stopped moving altogether. She reached back, with the hand that was still on Emily's hip, and snatched the twin's hands off of her head.
The next movement were a few things at once.
Her mouth was gone, as were her fingers and then Effy already was marching away and into the bathroom with her phone in her hand. She slammed the door shut, locking it, and the music was blaring through door.
Emily had barely finished returning to earth before Effy was up, storming toward the bathroom. She had to remind herself not to lick her bottom lip as her breathing returned to normal. Her brows furrowed and she whispered to herself once the door to the bathroom was closed. "What the fuck?" Her dilemma now was whether she should sit out there and wait for Effy, or pursue her.
She was standing up and moving to the bathroom before she even had a conscious decision made. Emily's hand reached out to knock on the door. "Eff?" She called loudly over the music. "Effy?"
Effy's eyes shot to the door and she grit her teeth, slipping into her dress and boots, that were still laying there. "Fuck OFF!" Was growled before she finished off four lines, biting her numb tongue and washing her face with soap.
Living with Naomi had had its positive things, like; she had to learn to get ready as fast as she could because the blonde would always stalk her into the loo and chew her ear off about everything boring she went through at school while Effy simply wanted to go out and have fun.
It made her the fastest make-up-artist on the planet, she was sure of it when she looked up into her smoky eyes. Fastest escape after a one-night-stand. Always came in handy.
She was applying mascara and not even half a minute later she unlocked the door, lightning a fag as she moved past Emily and into the kitchen.
Emily watched the brunette walk by her, not even glancing in her direction.
A single brown shot up and her head tilted to the side, observing the girl who was now dressed and made up in what, two minutes. Fuck that girl was fast.
Emily didn't bother covering herself up, she just walked into the kitchen and stood there, leaning against the counter-top. "Gonna tell me what that was, Eff?" She said calmly, chocolate orbs staring at the back of Effy's head.
Blue eyes narrowed when Effy threw her head back and tried to get the coke down her throat. It was stuck, or so it felt, and she growled, wrenching the refrigerator open. Without thinking long, her hands grasped a bottle of Desperado's, tequila favoured beer, and she opened it with her teeth, gulping it down.
Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out of her dress, smirking when she read the reply.
With one last look at Emily she responded. "I'm going out." She said, her jaw set and her eyes cold as they stared into Emily's confused ones. "Just slam the door shut after you leave. By the right side of the bed is your stuff, fucking take it, sell it, I don't care." And with that, after placing the now empty bottle on top of the counter Effy strutted towards the front door.
Emily's confused expression continued watching the whole thing play out.
She almost let the girl walk out... almost.
It took her a few steps of running to get to Effy before she pulled the door open.
She succeeded but tripped over the mat in front of the door, pushing Effy into it, but managed to get her hands up in time so she didn't actually crush her. Emily's hand spun the girl around, looking into the cold steely gaze before leaning in and shoving her bottom, still coke-covered lip into Effy's mouth. "Don't forget your coke." She said before turning around, not looking back once as she entered Effy's room to get dressed.
With a shaky hand Effy brushed the remains of the coke off her lips, her eyes staring at her open bedroom door. She was almost panting, knew that she had to get out of there, fast or something bad would happen. She felt it coming, couldn't stop it though, or so it seemed.
Must be the drugs, she thought with a chuckle.
When she left, she didn't slam the door, didn't think that such an act was really necessary. Emily got it, and she was not twelve any-more.
With hasty steps she climbed down the stairs and tried to go faster, but her need for air made it impossible to run. With a growl, damning her own body, Effy wiped her eyes and finally arrived at the door of the building. She could see a silhouette waiting outside, smoking, and she didn't hesitate in ripping the door open.
"Bring me away." She whispered, barley trying to stop the tears well up in her eyes, she knew she'd fail anyway.
Robyn nodded, confused, he hadn't heard from Effy since the night before at the party when she'd arrived all hot and bothered but only got a text saying that it was over. Whatever it was. "Sure thing, babe." He offered her a fag first, and she gladly took it, inhaling deeply as her shaky fingers almost broke it. "What the fuck happened, Eff?"
Emily had barely gotten herself dressed when she heard the door to the flat click closed. She peered outside and saw Effy get into a car. Her eyes closed and she took calm breaths to keep from shaking or doing something stupid like crying.
Her shoes were slipped on then and she looked at the rucksack, biting on her bottom lip before picking it up and throwing it over her shoulder. She got halfway to the door before rolling her eyes and sighing as she went to the couch, plopping down on it and setting the drugs next to her.
She picked up the same pen and phone bill that Cook had written on, and wrote that she didn't want to carry the stuff in the middle of the night, as she'd be walking back to the hotel, that she would be back the next day to retrieve it.
With her jaw tight and her walls back up she checked all around the flat before locking it and letting herself out. Of course she realised once she had fully closed it that she hadn't picked up her mobile, which was... well... she actually had no idea where in the flat it was, only that it was there. "Shit." She said to herself before moving down the stairs standing where she had seen Effy leave in the car minutes prior.
Luckily Emily knew enough about London from prior visits to know what direction to go in and set off walking, even though she knew it would be a rather long walk, it didn't matter. The cool air felt good on her skin and she breathed it in.
Her problem now was that the brunette simply wouldn't get out of her head, she was embedded in her mind.
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"Are you sure? Won't they mind?" Robyn asked a bit unsure about the situation.
Effy's eyes silenced his protest at once and he snapped his eyes shut when she was banging on the door.
He was hoping, praying, that no one would be home so they'd leave before something bad happened. The brunette hadn't told him what got her into the mood, into this...rage...which sometimes slipped and made her gulp down a shitload of drugs so she wouldn't cry. "Katie! Open up! I need Naomi, NOW!"
It was over an hour already in which they had driven around, Effy just telling him to keep driving as she looked out of the window. They had taken a very long time to get to the hotel, riding every possible route there and when he'd ask, who she was looking for on the streets she had only made him lose his voice, and questions, with one look. "NAOMI! Is Emily already in there?!"
Then they heard someone snapping, screams and the door was wrenched open to show a pissed off Naomi. "What the fuck Eff?" She turned around and shrugged before another girl appeared and wrapped one arm around her. "What's he doing here? Hi Robyn." The blonde smiled nonetheless. "Baby, this is Robyn, a mate, and Effy's...well anyway. Robyn, Katie, my girlfriend."
The older twin looked from Naomi to Effy, whose face looked like thunder, then to Robyn. She smiled at him and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you." She said politely.
Katie's gaze immediately looked around behind Effy, and when she didn't see her twin she looked directly at the thin brunette. "Where's Emily?"
"I don't know Katie." Snapped Effy and glared right back when Naomi made some kind of stupid hissing sound. "Left her at the flat, didn't I? Fucking hell, couldn't care less where she's at now." Obviously the anger was returning, it wasn't gone in anyway before, but now it wasn't as silent any-more. "Let's go fishing." She rolled her eyes at the looks she was receiving before grasping Robyn's hand and pulling the reluctant man inside Naomi's flat. "She remembers Naomi's flat, almost fucking shagged her here, didn't she." There was a darkness in her voice, one that made Naomi's glare turn into something different.
Worry.
"She'll know it's closer than the fucking hotel, she's not fucking stupid is she?"
"So, where we just driving an hour through Camden, watching the streets because you don't care?" Asked Robyn, mostly looking to Naomi so she'd know that Effy had been looking, even though she looked like she'd strangle Emily. Who ever that was.
Effy's trembling hands were already busy sorting out lines for all of them, didn't wait though, and snorted four herself. "Fuck this. Lets go fishing as planned."
Katie's face lost all it's colour, her heart started pounding, and she couldn't control her hand when her nails dug into Naomi's side. She was seriously trying to keep herself from getting worked up, she really was, with a mix between anger and worry. Those were not a good combination.
She fumbled for her mobile and hit the speed dial for Emily, putting it up to her ear. A few moments passed before she heard a ringing in her ear, then heard a ringtone a second later. Her gaze moved right to Effy's bag, then up to Effy. "You're fucking joking, right Eff? You have her fucking phone, you don't know where she is, and it's... fucking midnight... and she's out there, without her fucking car either, and you want to go..." Her brows furrowed. "did you just say fishing?"
Naomi wrapped an arm around Katie and kept looking at Effy, while she spoke to her girlfriend, who didn't even bat an eye at the phone that was ringing out of her bag. "I'm sure Effy went back to look for her, and I'm sure that she is okay, Effy wouldn't leave her like this. She either gave her an option how to get home, offered to bring her or called her a cab. Don't worry." It was blatant that she was hoping the words were the truth, more hoping than believing when she watched her cousin rummage through her shelves for something. "What are you doing Effy?"
"Where's the stuff? We cant go fishing without it."
"EFFY!"
The brunette sharply turned around, her eyes blazing and...wet? "Eff? What's going on? Is it because of James?"
"Right, Cook." A shallow laugh shook Effy's thin, and barley standing body. "Must apologise to that poor lad, fucking broke his cock for nothing." Her eyes were hard as granite. "Emily is an adult who's making decisions on her own. Who's travelling the fucking world, without a freaking care in the world, she will be fine." She slammed her palm against the shelve. "And where the fuck are the drugs?!"
Katie wanted to believe everything Naomi said to her, she did, but the fact that Effy had, only moments ago, said she couldn't care less about Emily, plus the added information Robyn had provided by saying they'd been searching for Emily for an hour... well... it was bullshit.
Her eyes went cold as Effy started looking around, then asked for the drugs.
Katie, alarmed, looked back to Naomi with a questioning look before she shot a scathing look back at the brunette. Katie's gaze flicked to the bloke. "Robyn, babe, think you could do me a favour and step outside for a minute?"
Robyn looked unsure at the request, looking from the twin to Effy, who still hadn't found Naomi's stash, then to the blonde herself. Once he was given a brief nod he glanced one last time at the brunette before excusing himself and waiting right outside the door.
"Effy..." Katie said, her voice strained. "Why don't you know where my sister is? I thought you broke Cook's cock and then planned to shag her all night, or that's what you told Naomi. Why've you shut off?"
Effy's eyes hit Katie and she almost bared her teeth. "You don't get to fucking kick my mates out, Katie. This isn't your place." She added; "That is not your place."
Katie didn't flinch. "I didn't kick him out, I asked him to stand outside for a minute." Her eyes were flashing right back into Effy's. "Plus, I'd rather not talk about my missing fucking sister with a complete stranger in the room, yeah? So have some decency and respect for that. Why is she not with you, Effy?" Katie took a few steps closer to the brunette, and although she was completely livid, she was doing a sort-of okay job not completely unleashing her fury on the girl.
Effy scoffed and her back was arched when she walked up to Katie, easily accepting the confrontation. Eyes like fire were burning into Katie's as she leaned in closer, smirk on her lips. "Had a date with my boy. Fucked her, left her."
Katie's hand shot up from her side, smacking the absolute shit out of the brunette, causing her to take a few steps backward to avoid landing on her arse. She'd probably feel horrible about it later, but it was an instinct. Tears began to accumulate in her eyes for a moment before she swallowed them down, setting her jaw.
She didn't even look at Naomi as she stalked away, grabbing one of Naomi's jumpers and putting it over her head before slipping into her chucks. Without a word she headed to the door and threw it open. "Thank you for that, Robyn, you can go in now." She said kindly and with a smile before she stalked by him with her eyes set in a frown.
She had to find her twin. She had to.
Naomi was by Effy's side right away, cradling her face with a pitiful expression. "Oh babe, what happened?" But Effy didn't, as expected fall into her arms, confessing and crying her eyes out.
No she put the smirk now at Naomi, her eyes empty. "Not too close, who knows what kind of nasty things you'll be thinking, Naomi. I don't fancy being shagged through the wall by your strap-on, yeah?"
The blonde's hand was in mid-air, her chin trembling when she froze.
It were Effy's eyes.
She wanted to be hit.
She wanted to be slapped and punched and probably killed. And it must had have a very awful reason for it. Her hand fell to her side and she shook her head at her cousin before softly stroking her cheek.
"Go on, follow Katie. Wouldn't want her to break a nail, yeah?" Hissed Effy and looked away. "And tell me where the fucking drugs are."
Naomi bit her lip when she pulled a rucksack out from under the bed, kicking it to Effy with a resigned expression. Robyn was standing awkwardly in the room, not knowing what to do with himself. "You good to drive, mate?"
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Katie put her hands into the pocket of the hoodie, thinking she'd found a lighter she pulled it out and stopped dead in her tracks.
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He nodded and then they were outside, getting in the car and making a roundabout until they saw Katie. "Come on in babe, she wont be here, too far. Let's look with the car." Naomi raised her brows and opened the door from the inside, stretching her hand out towards Katie.
Why was there a knife in Naomi's hoodie? Just as she was asking herself this question the car pulled up and her girlfriend was asking her to get in the car. Her gaze went down to the blade, then back up to Naomi. Her head shook and she lobbed the blade into the car and kept walking. What the fuck?
She stopped again a few steps later and turned around with a resigned sigh and sat next to her girlfriend, her gaze looking out the window immediately, not saying anything. She already had enough to worry about with Emily missing, she didn't have the strength or energy to figure out why Naomi carried a knife on her.
The blonde's jaw was set when Katie got into the car, not saying a fucking word. "We will fucking talk about this later." She pushed through gritted teeth, telling Robyn to keep driving because there wont be a chance that Emily had caught the last tube.
One hour later:
They were at the petrol station, feeding the car, having a coffee, glaring at each other and poor Robyn tried to make small talk.
Two hours later:
Naomi had managed to get Katie to realise that this wouldn't be working. No way would they find Emily like this. London was too big.
Three hours later:
They were back at the flat and Naomi stood above her sleeping cousin with a face like thunder. "Fucking wake up, Emily been here?"
"No."
She turned to Katie, tired eyes meeting equally as tired brown eyes. "Think she'd go to the hotel?"
"I don't know." Katie answered honestly, her worried and exhausted eyes looking to Naomi, then to Effy who was all but unconscious again on the sofa.
"Of course she'd go there." Mumbled Effy and slowly sat up after reaching for Robyn's hand. "You haven't been there first and last, you fucking idiots?" She laughed then, shaking her head at the amazing detectives. "Fucking Sherlock Holmes, aren't you."
Katie smacked Effy's hand away from Robyn's, her fiery gaze burned into him enough to get him to take a step back. "Well then, oh-great-Effy, lets go to the hotel then." Katie said, pulling Effy up by her top.
"And why are you thinking I would?" Countered Effy as she moved to the table, a baggie already set up so she could snort a few lines. "I think I've made myself clear, princess; I don't fucking care."
Katie's voice faltered. "Because you do care Eff, you care about Ems, you care about me, and Naomi... and because I'm asking you, as a mate, to help me find my twin."
"Because you'll be cut off if you don't." Snapped Naomi, she'd had enough. "We go, we look. If she's there you'll leave. All right? No one's making you talk with Emily. But I know that you wont get a fucking moment of peace as long as you don't know she's fine."
And then they were in the car, listening to Effy's angry threats.
Katie sat in silence, listening to Effy bitch about... well, the twin had actually stopped listening.
She couldn't pay attention to a word the brunette was saying, her thoughts were on her twin, hoping like fuck that nothing had happened to her. Her hands were connected in her lap, her eyes looking out the windscreen and the windows, trying to find a flash of crimson locks along the pavement.
She didn't feel any better as they got to the hotel and all piled out of the vehicle.
"So, clever cogs, any idea how to get into her room now? If she wont answer?" Effy's bored voice asked, her eyes trained on Katie. She was getting really good at ignoring Naomi's warning death glares, almost like she couldn't see them, feel them on the side of her face.
"You have a key." Declared the blonde when she got out of the passenger seat and stood next to Katie, her arm wrapping automatically around her girlfriend's waist.
The twin still didn't speak as they moved into the lifts, which took seventeen hours, or so it seemed. Probably closer to a minute. She cuddled into the blonde who was offering her comfort in the only way she could, but putting her arm around Katie.
Brown eyes glanced at the door to her room, and then flicked up to the one that hopefully housed Emily, looking to the brunette to use her key to open the door.
Effy rolled her eyes and looked pointedly to Robyn who shrugged, his eyes wide. "I wont tell you not to do it. Katie is freaking out, everything could have happened." And she thought, 'fuck you for being a good lad'.
"Fuck you for being a good lad." She spat and ordered him to wait outside of the door.
Sliding the card into the slid took her a second and then she pushed the door open, walking slowly in and right up to Emily.
Emily had walked a good part of the night, and into the morning. She hadn't been adequately dressed for such a walk and so she had started to shiver. Briefly, she stopped out in front of Naomi's apartment, but she could easily hear the sounds of her twin and the blonde and decided on not bothering them. It wasn't that important anyway.
By the time she actually got to the hotel she was damn near hypodermic, her lips tinged bluish purple and her face was deathly pale, but she couldn't really feel it any-more, between being numb and the drugs that were starting to ebb away, the only thing she could really feel was the pain.
She didn't want to think about that though, and Emily tried her hardest not to. However the brunette was freaking ingrained in her DNA now, forever a part of her.
As long as she lived, there would be nothing but Effy for her. She couldn't even go back to random shags, she'd been broken.
Emily hadn't known just how long she was sat on the edge of her bed, staring straight ahead at the wall. There wasn't even anything on it, it was blank, kind of like she was feeling at the moment, so it fit.
Even as the door opened she didn't move, didn't turn to look, didn't say anything. The expression on her face was stoic and empty.
Blue eyes flickered with something, something else, when Effy slowly moved towards Emily and stopped right in front of her. She shook her head and leaned down, looking into the girl's eyes before reaching into her bag and thrusting the phone onto her lap. "Got your stuff in the car."
More words didn't leave her lips when she turned around and yelled; "Told you." before the suit was invaded by Katie who was dragging Naomi towards her twin.
Emily didn't react when she heard Effy's voice, and didn't flinch when her mobile was thrown haphazardly onto her lap. She was tackled moments later by her overprotective, overbearing twin. Katie's arms wrapped fiercely around Emily, and the redhead felt like she was about to be broken in half from the pressure.
"Em, you all right?" Naomi gentle voice asked when she crunched down next to the twin. Her eyes found Effy's and she shook her head warningly when the brunette left the suit, closing the door behind her. "What's happened?"
The younger twin's eyes were void of any emotion, she hadn't even taken the time to shower when she got back to the flat. They flicked up to the blonde before noticing the brunette leaving the suite. Emily's eyes closed and she shook her head, holding everything in.
"Katie?" Whispered Naomi and softly tugged on her girlfriend's arm, pulling her a bit away from her twin so she wouldn't hear her low whispered words. "Has she, is this something common? You think she needs a doctor? She doesn't really respond. Won't be the come-down, will it?"
Katie let her girlfriend pull her gently away, her eyes staying on her twin who simply leaned back up to sit on the edge of the bed. "You know how I have attacks? Ems blanks out. She doesn't do it often, at least that I know. Only saw it a couple of times. She might as well be a doll. Won't eat or sleep, and obviously won't shower either." She whispered back to her girlfriend. "Last time I remember it happening when I was there, she was probably about fifteen years old."
Blue eyes were wide and Naomi had a scowl on her face, clearly not liking what was happening. "How long does it go on? It stops of its own or is there a way to stop it?"
"When she was fifteen she was up for four or five days straight, wouldn't move except when I'd move her. She wouldn't eat or anything. Eventually she fell asleep and that's what got her from it, nothing I did would do anything. I tried slapping her, shaking her, I put her in a hot bath, a cold bath, cold and hot showers, even threw pillows at her. Nothing did anything." Katie explained softly. "I never did find out what caused it last time."
The door of the suite opened again and Effy walked in, high as a kite and without a care in the world. A rucksack was hanging off her right shoulder and there was clearly fresh white powder on her nostrils as she walked towards the couple. A smirk was on her face when she wiped her nose and let the rucksack fall, not far from Emily's bag. "So, what's the damage then? Can I leave? You know, things to do, places to be, people to do."
Katie looked down at her twin, then to Effy, her heart breaking for her twin. "What do you think Eff? Look at her?" She said softly.
With a shrug Effy snapped her fingers in front of Emily's big, empty eyes. Blue eyes rolled and Effy crossed her arms, looking right into Katie's brown orbs. "Oh yeah, I know that. Got into that state earlier, didn't she? Before I manhandled Cook's cock." Her brows furrowed then. "I got it then but what on earth has brought her into it, now? She was fine when I left her. Walking, talking, pissing me off, yeah? Not stonily."
"Wait, what?" Katie said, her gaze flicking to the brunette who was snapping in front of her twin's unblinking eyes. "She got like this earlier? How'd you get her out of it, Eff? She doesn't get out of it without falling asleep to break through."
With a glare and determinant expression Effy shook her head, her huge hair flaring about. Crossing her arms over her chest she was standing leaning on one hip, the perfect; 'No way' pose. "If you think I'm gonna carry her to the tub, fucking bath her and promise her everything, crying my fucking eyes out, Katie, then you're really dumb. I'm not touching her."
Naomi's face fell and she almost gasped.
She was a helpless romantic, but what was more important; she knew Effy.
She knew what happened when she was hurting, and she had only seen her once this cold. To most people Effy looked like someone who didn't have a heart but that was only because she was protecting it with everything she had. Her heart was fragile and when she allowed it, it was stolen completely, beating only half way. When it broke, when it was squashed, there was no heart at all any-more. Worse than her protecting it, because she couldn't feel it beat any-more.
"I don't care, you can slap the fuck out of me, AGAIN, but I wont."
Katie's voice was soft, her eyebrows twitching. "You... you did that for her? Earlier?" The twin looked to Naomi, begging her girlfriend for help.
She didn't understand why she could see the emotion in both Effy's and Emily's eyes earlier and now they were both just so... cold and out of it.
Naomi was chewing on her bottom lip, looking from Emily to Effy, trying not to let Katie's eyes make her decide this. A huge sigh left her lips then, eyes glued to her cousin. "You can go Eff." She whispered, almost in tears herself when she saw something break in empty blue eyes that had looked broken before. "No one is holding you." She continued, taking a tentative step towards the stoned girl.
"But...we don't know her, we don't know how to help her. I would hate for her to be stuck in this, for days. Katie said she saw it happen once before, when she was fifteen, and it took her days to get out of it. Only when she fell asleep after almost a week she could find her way back." The words were whispered, almost carefully, and she was biting her lip. "We have no idea what she's going through right now, we don't know what happened and if this is somehow James' fault Effy, I will"
"It's not." Snapped Effy with fire in her eyes. "It's not. She was fine. She was fucking peachy and now she's doing this on purpose. She's doing it so I wont leave. She's, even now, trying to fucking make me do things and she cant. She wont. I'm outta here."
Effy was almost by the door when she turned sharply around, her eyes locking on Katie's. "Back then, was it before or after Panda's birthday bash where the house was skinned?"
Katie looked at Effy as if she had grown a second head and a tail with spikes on it as she spoke, saying that Emily was trying to make her stay there. She almost quipped that Emily wasn't doing anything, but the question about Panda's party stopped her dead in her tracks.
Emily never wanted to talk about that party, not even with her, especially since it was when she had her first bout of blanking out. "It... it was after. Right after, actually." She said confused. "What does that have to do with anything? What has she told you?"
"Nothing." Snapped Effy and turned around, walking up to the couple again. Her teeth were almost bared when she pulled a baggie out of her dress and set up a few lines for herself. "If you want me to help her, then on my terms."
Katie didn't like the idea at all, especially when the brunette pulled out another baggie of drugs, as if she needed any more than she had already consumed. The blues of her eyes were almost non-existent as the older twin looked on.
She hesitated, looking to Naomi for some kind of guidance. She obviously wanted Effy to help her twin if the girl had actually succeeded in getting her out of it earlier, but she wasn't quite sure of Effy's state of mind at the moment.
She was angry to the point of being livid, and Katie couldn't figure out if that would help Emily, or hurt her.
"Go on, Eff." Naomi's voice was strong, and she had spoken up as soon as Katie hadn't.
She knew it, deep in her heart she knew that Effy wouldn't hurt Emily. She would hurt herself, but not the twin. "Do your magic." Trying to lighten the mood didn't work and all she received from Effy was a deadly glare before the brunette blew up about six lines of her coke.
She marched up to the kitchen then, getting herself a beer which she almost downed fully.
She was stood with Katie and Naomi again, her trembling fingers holding a cigarette she obviously had decided to smoke before doing anything.
Katie was in shock, watching the girl parade around the hotel suite doing lines, drinking beer, then smoking a fag.
She noticed the girl's hands were shaking so badly that she nearly dropped the cigarette. The twin gulped nervously. How was getting more shitfaced going to help Effy at all? She could barely stand as it was.
The older Fitch glanced down to her twin who hadn't moved a single muscle, still looking forward with a vacant expression on her face. It looked like no one was home. She could only compare it to when someone at hospital was in a coma, except her eyes were open.
With a long sigh Effy closed her eyes and drew in the last of her fag before letting it fall into her almost empty beer bottle. The hissing sound made her open her eyes again, and when she did Naomi's jaw dropped.
There was everything.
Every bit of emotions the world was missing was in Effy's eyes...no wonder the world was such a fucked up shit-hole, when all there was, was hiding in her cousin's heart.
Effy turned around, her whole body language had changed drastically. Even her steps were soft and caring, as she slowly made her way to the end of the bed where Emily was sitting and staring ahead from.
Effy was in a crunched position, her hands on Emily's knees as she softly spread them so she could kneel between them. She was holding herself up on the twin's thighs and then one hand reached up and she cupped her face, softly turning it so that their eyes were locked. "Why are you doing this, huh?" Her gentle voice murmured, sounding almost broken. "You cant do this, Em, you cant. It's breaking my heart so much that I cant breath. I cant breath seeing you like this, I just cant."
And Naomi was holding her hands over her mouth in shock when it registered that this was the absolute truth.
Effy had slammed her walls down to help Emily, feeling everything she had tried not to feel, and more.
Katie nearly choked up seeing the change in Effy, her hand flying to her mouth and tears starting to cloud her vision. She'd had no idea that the brunette even had emotions, not really, and now it was oozing off her as if she were a firefly in the pitch black.
She stepped back until she backed into Naomi, turning around and tucking her face into her girlfriend's neck. Just watching Effy was like being slapped with emotions so raw, rare, and beautiful that Katie couldn't contain it all, holding onto the blonde tightly.
The still motionless twin didn't see anything, though her eyes were open. It was like being stuck in a pitch black room with no windows or even a door, no light, no sound, and she was also bound, making it impossible for her to even try to flex a single muscle.
Effy didn't stop staring into Emily's eyes, her hands softly stroking her face, her neck, and back again. "God, you're so fucking beautiful Emily. So fucking beautiful it's almost too hard to look at you, you know? I've told you, I told you that I would love you soo much, I told you that it'd be either the most beautiful thing ever or the worst." Gulping down the huge lump in her throat Effy closed her eyes and let her head sink to Emily's lap, grasping fingers clinging to Emily's hips as she started to cry.
Katie felt like she shouldn't be there, shouldn't be listening to the softly spoken words that the every-stoic Effy was saying to her twin. They were too personal, too raw and exposed. Even with that thought the twin wouldn't leave her twin, just like she hadn't when they'd been fifteen.
It took Effy a whole while to get herself back together, collect herself enough to look up into empty brown pools. When she did her own fingers wiped her tears away, not really caring that she probably looked like a depressed clown now.
She had used waterproofed mascara though, so it shouldn't have been that bad.
She leaned up then, her arms tightly wrapping around Emily's shoulder as she crawled up onto her lap and hid her face in her neck, trying to stop crying. She couldn't and the silent tears kept falling when she softly pressed her lips to Emily's shoulder, her neck. "I'm so sorry, so sorry Em. I cant believe I've done this three times now to you, I cant."
"Three?" Katie whispered to Naomi, pulling away to give the blonde a concerned and confused look. "Babe, what's she talking about?"
Something stirred within the younger twin, deep in her subconscious, in her soul and heart.
Clouds lifted, slowly, and the only movement that happened was when Emily's arms bent at the elbow to wrap around the brunette's small back.
A relieved chuckle left Effy's shaking body and she kept her face pressed to Emily's skin, keeping to murmur anything and nothing, her hands holding tightly onto the twin. "Can you come back to me, Emily? Please? I know you can hear me now, I feel it, you know? Come back, please."
Naomi's jaw was set and she shook her head at the scene before them. She felt almost dirty for making Effy do this. "I believe she means earlier and when Emily was fifteen. This made her change her mind, knowing it was right after the party. Who knows what's happened there." She kept shaking her head and walked towards her cousin, softly placing a hand on her shoulder.
Fresh tears sprung to her eyes when Effy placed her own hand on top of Naomi's, squeezing it. "Eff, you don't have to do this. You can go."
Katie couldn't say anything, only nodded her head at the blonde to indicate she'd been heard. It was painful to watch, as Effy's barely audible declarations of love was hitting her almost violently.
The sound became more clear, but after being blank for so long Emily wasn't quite sure if she wanted to be out, or if she'd simply stay there forever, stuck in a world of darkness and despair.
Effy shook Naomi's hand off, ignoring her completely again.
With a shaky intake of breath she softly pushed on Emily's shoulders, one arm holding her neck so she wouldn't crash onto the bed but softly land on it.
Her arms wrapped under Emily's body then and she was pulling her up to the pillows, never stopping to talk softly into her skin. When Emily was laying on the bed, atop the covers, Effy snuggled into her, her head in the crook of Emily's neck, her arm and leg thrown across the twin, holding her as close as she could.
The fingers of her left hand were tracing invisible pattern across every inch of skin she could find as she kept shedding tears that tasted like her heart was breaking. "I need you, okay? I don't fancy a third bath today, but if you don't fucking come back soon I'll carry you in, again, and we'll have another one. Three are too much on one day, aren't they? Maybe I'd managed to blow dry our hair this time round. Hm." She kept her gentle voice close to Emily's skin, breathing onto her, breathing her in as she had her eyes closed and tried thinking of things to do or say.
"I just...please?"
There was a flicker in the blank brown eyes and when Katie saw it she tugged on the blonde's top, refusing to look away in case it happened again.
She wanted to see it.
Had to.
Of course Effy couldn't have seen it from her position, though.
It was magic, it fucking had to be, there was no other logical way to explain it.
"Stay..." Came an almost inaudible voice, raspy beyond measure.
That was it though, there was nothing else that was said and her body still laid like a doll, or a body pillow that Effy was simply leaning against.
Effy's crying face appeared out of its hiding and was inches from Emily's, staring through swollen eyes. "Emily, look at me." And her voice carried so much pain, almost topping the emotions over board as she had whispered, demanded, Emily's eyes focused.
Emily's pupils twitched, as if the very girl they were a part of was trying desperately to regain control over the body she was housed inside of.
Her heart, that had been slow and methodical the entire time started to speed up, increasing in the strength of each pump. The very insides of both eyebrows twitched as well, forming a wrinkle between them. She was fighting her way back, and it was a fierce battle.
Her eyelids closed, rehydrating the orbs that had been stuck open for hours.
When they opened they were seeing, they moved around Effy's angelic face, taking in the contours, the emotion, the pain, and devouring everything negative that seeped from the red rimmed azure gaze.
Blue eyes filled with tears when Effy clung to the twin, almost desperately, forcefully, sure her nails were leaving moon-shaped bruises on her arm and hip. When she opened her mouth to say something no sound came out, except for a strangled sob which shook her whole body.
It was like the twin was being reawakened, she gasped, breaking her regular even breathing pattern. Emily's arms flexed and relaxed starting at her fingers and after a few trial runs she was able to bring them around Effy's back, lazily holding on with no strength in them at all.
Emily tried to speak again, her throat closing up after being able to utter out one single syllable. "Eff."
And Effy couldn't hold herself together any-more, she broke down and started to cry hysterically. Her hands were bunching up Emily's shirt as she pressed her face to her chest, making their bodies shake with the violent power her tears were rattling her with.
There was no stopping her then, nothing that could have stopped her heart from breaking completely.
"Good god." Whispered Naomi with a pained expression, her eyes unable to look away from that...that wrecking image. "Eff, we're leaving." She announced, looking around for Effy's things with shaking hands.
Emily's arms gained strength, holding onto the shaking brunette as tears started pouring down from the corners of her eyes, hitting the hair splayed out across the pillow below her head.
Katie was staring, she couldn't decide if what she was witnessing was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen or the most catastrophic and heartbreaking. Possibly a mix of the two.
She nodded to Naomi and reached her hand out to the blonde. This was definitely something the two girls needed to sort out in private, with each other... not an audience, even if they were family.
"Eff..." Emily said again, her voice less raspy. Her left hand came up to Effy's head, her fingertips running slowly and gently through the beautiful long brown hair.
Naomi furrowed her brows and shook her head at Katie, not taking her girlfriend's hand. "I'm taking Effy. We're leaving." She elaborated with a defiant expression. "You stay with Emily and try to make her not blank out."
With a kiss to Katie's forehead Naomi took the bag Effy had dropped and walked towards the bed. "Effy? Honey? Come on, we're leaving. Emily needs a bit of a rest now." She tried and put a hand to Effy's shaking body.
"What?" Katie said softly after she had felt the kiss to her head. She completely disagreed with Naomi's decision, but the blonde was already by the bed trying to get Effy to go with her.
"No..." Was the word from Emily's mouth, her voice deep and she held tighter onto the body that was crying into her. She hadn't been brought back just to have Effy ripped from her arms.
"Emily let go of her." Whispered Naomi, her hand protectively holding Effy's shoulder.
Brown eyes, full of fire snapped from Effy to the blonde. "You don't understand." She said in a tortured tone of voice as she looked back to the brunette in her arms.
"I don't need to."
Emily brushed a kiss to Effy's forehead, keeping her lips on the skin there. "Naomi wants you to go, do you want to go?" She asked gently, giving the brunette the choice whether she stayed or left.
The blonde was grinding her teeth, her fingers softly putting pressure on her crying cousin's shoulder. "Emily, I haven't slept in four days. Four days. You really don't want to piss me off."
Katie stepped in, her hand reaching for Naomi's. "So let's go sleep, baby, we'll be two doors down if they need us, yeah?"
"Fucking look at her." Snapped Naomi with a face like thunder, her eyes shooting to her, still hysterical, cousin. "Fucking look at her and tell me she'd want to be anywhere near Emily when she pulls herself back together." Then Emily was hit by her fuming glance. "I don't know what happened, and yes I don't understand but no one fucking tried to explain anything, did you? No. you were a statue and Effy was...you want to keep her here because you know she wont want to see you tomorrow. And that's fucked up."
