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Red – Okay all, this is the last chapter of part 2. The next update will be the start of part 3. YEAH! I suppose we need to put a smut warning on this chapter. Though I'm pretty sure I've forgotten to do that in the previous ones. Sorry about that... I didn't hear any complaints about it though either. As per, don't forget to let us know what you think, and thank you for reading!
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Effy's face hardened for one moment, only one moment in which her eyes looked like she had just heard her most favourite person had died. But then it changed and it was gone and left was the granite she used as a weapon. "It's fine, don't worry. How's your night, then?"
"Effy..."
"No. Naomi I asked you how your night was, if you wont even answer I'll just leave yeah?"
"You've class."
"Fuck class."
Emily felt her heart break all over again. She couldn't hear what the cousins were saying, but it was clear it wasn't the best conversation ever. With a light push from her twin, she moved back toward the table that still housed Katie's food and their drinks. Emily sat down slowly and Katie moments after that. The younger twin's gaze moved back down to her glass of water.
"Right, so we'll be off." Rob said and looked at Effy expectantly.
"Stay." Was Naomi's request but Effy just put an arm around her cousin and hugged her briefly. "We'll talk tonight, okay? Then you'll tell me what's wrong with you. You should be fucking walking on clouds, Blondie."
Naomi shrugged and let herself be pulled into a big hug, before Effy let go of her and walked round the counter. She didn't go for Rob though, instead she walked right up to the twins' table with a smile.
"All right, Katie, Em?"
Emily slipped her mask on and looked up to the brunette. "Can we talk a minute, before you go?"
"I don't have long, sorry." Shrugged Effy with an apologetic smile, her head turning to Rob. "I'll be with you in a minute." Then she looked back at Emily, eye brows raised. "You wanted to talk?"
Katie was floored that Effy would still act like a cunt after what happened only a few short hours ago. She picked up her plate and left the two there, opting to sit at the opposite end of the bar from Robyn so she didn't get tempted to stab him in the eye with her fork.
It wasn't intentional, just like it hadn't been before when she was talking with Naomi at hyper-speed, but words started flowing out of her coke-enduced motor mouth without even taking a breath. "I'm sorry for being a lesbian mouth rapist. I didn't mean it, honestly, Eff. You've got to know that, right? I didn't know, you just ... you had me so fucking hot and bothered and I kind of couldn't handle it any-more, you know, the teasing. I kept your coke for you, on my lip, like you said. But I shoved you where you didn't want to be, and then I held you there, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. It was... I am a complete and utter fucking arse clown. And Katie and Naoms are having sex issues, no drive, you know. I think there's too much going on, and that Katie isn't comfortable with Naomi being loaded all the time. We can't let that happen Eff. We can't..."
"Finished?" Was asked through a smile when Effy sat down opposite of Emily and started absently playing with a napkin.
"We're not... finished... right... we can't be. We... I don't want that to happen. It... I don't want you to feel oblit... oblig... obligated or anything, yeah? We just... I dunno Eff... We're fucking lovely. Like rainbow unicorns, kind of lovely. With explosions, but not ones that kill the unicorns, they've got special powers, so they'll be safe, so don't worry. You've got special powers. You're like, in me, not in a sexual way, not right now, anyway, but like in my chest, and my head and like... my blood. That's it, you're in my blood. I contracted Effy-itis... it's severely contagious, apparently, and it's not got a cure. so I've got it... you... in me and I like that."
"Right." Mumbled Effy through a smile, her fingers still playing with the napkin. "Anything else on your chest?"
Emily nodded. "Lots of stuff, but you said you had only a minute."
"I'll tell you when I have to go." Promised Effy, the smile never faltering.
Emily nodded, biting the inside of her cheek to try to get her train of thought back on track. "You're beautiful, Eff. Like, proper stunner. You make my blood sing, probably because of the Effy-itis, like a magnet or something, and then when you're near me, like now... God, I just want to touch you... I mean, not like... I mean have contact with you, like your hand, of course, because Eff, by all fuck, you have lovely hands. It's not just all about that though, about sex, because even just being with you is like a fat kid getting double chocolate cake with extra frosting, I like your frosting. It tastes... and then I forced you into mine, my frosting, and I'm sorry. I didn't realize. I mean all the clues were there and I missed fucking all of them."
"My own fault, don't worry about it, okay?" Was Effy's reply when she looked right into Emily's saucer-plate-like eyes. "It's fine. You need to get down, and sleep. You'll see, everything will be half as tragic then."
"It wasn't your fault Eff! You were being fucking lovely, loving on me, and making sure I was okay, and what do I do to repay you? Suffocate you with my cunt. Cheers, Ems... way to fucking go. That outta do it, just don't let the girl you've fucking dreamed of since 15 breathe, that's a good one, great going, you know? Breathing is important, and you are my air. My oxygen, and my Effy-itis needs you in my lungs to continue to pump my blood around in me."
"Emily, I really need you to stop with the Effy virus, yeah? It's fucking creepy." Smirked the brunette, the napkin she had played with was scattered all over the table. "And take a breath before you suffocate."
"It's not a virus! You're not a virus, virusess... virusei?... viruses?... anyway, those are bad, you're not bad. And I'd deserve it to suffocate, yeah, payback, except I'm not in your pussy, my face, I mean, what a way to fucking go, you know, die happy. Don't worry, you'll cum first, then I'll suffocate, cuz I don't want to leave you unsatu... unstate... unsatisf..ied... cuz that wouldn't make me die happy, I'd be not happy, and... yeah."
"Emily?"
Huge brown eyes snapped over to Effy. "Hmmmm?"
"Can you listen to me? And not interrupt me for a moment please?"
Emily bit down on her bottom lip to keep herself from speaking more and nodded her head, not once looking away from the brunette.
"I don't have much time, since we didn't go fishing I have to go twice today. So I'll make it quick. Okay?" She waited for Emily to give her her whole attention before she started. "Did you like it?"
Emily nodded shyly, images of Effy's lips between her thighs making her face blush, biting down extra hard on her lip so she didn't ramble some more.
"How have you figured it out?"
"Figured it out?" Emily asked, confused.
"How did you figure out that I didn't? Like it."
"Naomi, she um... she helped. Had a talk with her after they.. they brought you away from me. She stayed to try to see if I could work it out and asked me questions. I... I was dumb." She said as her eyes went down to the table, no longer able to keep up the brunette's gaze.
"It's fine, Emily. I'm not angry with you."
"But I made you do something you didn't want." She whispered, almost reaching out to touch Effy before putting her hands together in her lap.
Effy shrugged with one shoulder, her eyes trained on Emily's for the whole time. "Happens. It's done, happened. Can't change it, can we? What was I expecting? That I could shove my face into your cunt and tease you til you're blue without you losing it? Try doing it with a bloke, I'd have been pushed up against the wall with his dick down my throat too. So it's cool, really, don't worry."
Emily cringed and the thought, made her gag a little,. "But you've got a complex now, because of me."
"I've had a complex long before you came around, Emily." Explained Effy and lit a cigarette, gulping her water down. "It's fine, really. Stop beating yourself up over it. I'll probably never touch a vadge again, but it's really fine."
Emily's neck twitched and she couldn't help deciding that she'd now be celibate the rest of her life, because no one else was going to be touching her. She'd forever be reserved for Effy. Can't get rid of Effy-itis, not even a transfusion would get it out of her blood. "Can't blame you." She said weekly, under her breath.
"Em? Could you look at me?"
Her neck twitched again and her huge eyes found Effy's.
"I'm really, really not angry. And I don't want you to be sad, okay?" Her voice was soft and low, almost like she needed Emily to understand that she really wasn't angry.
Emily glanced down at her hands for a moment before looking back up. "But if you don't want me any-more..." She admitted... and there it was, her heart on a platter.
"It's not about what I want or don't want, Emily. It's about what we need and please tell me, would you be in a relationship, knowing that your girlfriend, the person who's supposed to love you more than life itself, wont go down on you because she's grossed out?" A humourless laugh escaped the brunette and she looked to the counter, to Naomi who was watching her unflinchingly. "They had it easier. Never a problem with things, sex related. But I don't think that I'll ever enjoy it, Em. And what kind of fucked up relationship would that be? I'm in seventh heaven and you only get half of what you should." The utterly lovely and smiley mask fell off as Effy stared at the twin.
"If you don't enjoy it, then you don't." Emily's shoulders shrugged, as if that was the most logical thing in the world. "Not everyone likes eating muff. That doesn't mean their emotions are not as meaningful, it just means there are other ways to satisfy them, other things to do, ways to keep things interesting so it doesn't get drab and boring." Emily paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts. "Did you enjoy it, what I did for you? Did you enjoy anything before I lost my mind and suffocated you?"
"What do you think?" Smirked Effy and her mind was flooded with feelings, sensations, emotions she had been bombarded with over the last two days.
"I think you fucking loved it. You... your body was so... responsive. It didn't matter what I was doing." Emily's lips curled up slightly. "So that's our issue? That you think it's unfair because I'm only getting half the sex because you won't eat me?"
Effy looked away, biting her lip. "Part of it. Yes. And it's not a small part either, Emily. Obviously I know how it feels, and it's fucking amazing. And it's not only that I don't enjoy it, I really, really can't stand it Emily. Afterwards, I'd never kiss you, when you've still got me on your lips. I'll always wipe that off first. I'd never touch you without wiping my fingers first. I'll never enjoy you licking it off your fingers and I'll never enjoy smelling it. This is a huge part, it just seems so tiny now because you think you love me."
Emily stayed silent. It was those last five words that Effy said that hit her straight in the chest. She cleared her throat. "Think?"
"What? What am I supposed to be thinking about?"
The younger twin's head shook. "I THINK I love you?"
"You don't know me, Emily. You didn't know me when you were fifteen and you don't know me now. We've spend two days together, so yes...you think you love me." Mumbled Effy, her eyes glued to Naomi's across the bar.
"You're right, it's completely impossible to love someone so quickly." Emily stated, her eyes moving across the bar, first to her twin, then to Naomi. "Because it didn't happen with your cousin and my sister."
"All right." Shaking her head Effy got out of the seat and glared at Naomi before she leaned on the table with her hip, right by Emily. "You want me? You're mental Emily, fucking crazy. I will ruin you, with every fibre of my being will I ruin you but what does it matter, right?" Without another moment of hesitation she leaned down and pressed her lips to Emily's, bringing her hand to the back of her head.
Emily wasn't quite ready for that response, not even close, so when the lips found hers she moaned deeply into them before Emily's hands moved up into brunette tresses. The twin's fingers scraped up Effy's scalp, then back down to the nape of the girl's neck.
The brunette's lips kept being firmly pressed into Emily's, kissing, sucking, biting, everything and nothing. One of her hands was on the back of her head and the other was in her hair, bringing Emily a bit closer than she already was.
Emily couldn't help but scoot closer until the angle was twisting her back in such a way that she needed to change it. Her body moved on instinct, her hips rolling and her leg moving across Effy's until she was sat on the girl's thighs.
Effy's arms shot forward, grabbing Emily's arse, she yanked the twin towards herself, as close as possible without an inch space between them. When she was close, her right hand moved up to Emily's neck and the other stayed where it was, just above bum. "You're sill high." Mumbled Effy into addictive lips when she opened her eyes to look at Emily. "Did you sleep? At all?"
"No, couldn't sleep, had some powder this morning or I'd be half dead." Emily explained, moving herself back into those wonderfully delicious lips that hit her in places that no one else could even think of touching.
Humming into Emily's lips Effy softly pushed off the table and stood still until Emily jumped down. She bit her lip then, watching dark brown eyes for a long time before she reached for Emily's hand. "Come back to mine?"
She really should have hesitated, especially with everything that'd transpired in the last, what, ten hours or so, but she didn't. "Thought you'd never ask." She whispered, breathing into Effy's neck as she kissed a path to the girl's ear.
Effy didn't waste any time, she pulled Emily along to the counter. Watching Rob expectantly she nodded outside, the boy was declaring that he was not a cab but her glance silenced him and he nodded, told them he'd drive them.
"You okay Eff?" Asked Naomi with a frown.
She had watched them but couldn't have heard the words they were saying so it did look a bit odd. "Have fun working Naomi, gotta be crowded later."
Emily followed along behind Effy, her hand still securely clasped in the brunette's own. Her gaze met up with the matching brown ones belonging to her twin, only they held worry and concern. She tried to explain through her eyes that everything was okay, that everything was talked about... well maybe not everything, but enough.
Effy's heart was pounding in her chest when she was pushing through the masses of people.
The streets were filled with countless of them, her brows furrowed. "What day is today?"
It could have been the coke, but the twin was sure it wasn't because of it. But she felt like she had an electric shock that was moving through her body that started in the hand that was connected to Effy's, hitting every single muscle, vein, every bone in her body.
Emily was sure that if she were to hold a light bulb between her fingers that it would light up.
Her brows furrowed in thought as she tried to mentally figure out what what had happened. Let's see, her and her twin had arrived Thursday night, the Prelim was on Friday, the barrister was on Saturday, so... it's Sunday, I think." Emily stated.
"Sunday?" Effy pulled the twin along to the back of the building, rounding it once. She leaned on the wall, waiting for Robyn to bring the car, drive them and fuck off again. What the fuck was she doing, anyway? "Does Naomi know it's Sunday? I don't think so, she tried to get me to class."
"I have no idea, Eff. Doesn't her mobile have the day of the week on it?" Emily asked, waiting impatiently for their ride to come around she was bouncing on the balls of her feet with Effy's fingers still threaded through her own.
Effy nodded and reached into her dress, getting out two fags, lighting them. "Here. Yeah, it does. I guess. But I've no idea if she's like normal enough to remember that you'll be leaving. She's been out of it for days."
Emily grabbed the fag and inhaled deeply, as she kept tapping the butt of it with her thumb, she just couldn't stop moving. "Technically I don't have to go, but Katie does, and she'd be more interested in that. Could always shoot her a text? Or maybe Kay will mention something."
"No wonder they've sex issues. You said they're having sex issues, how do you know Emily?" Grinned Effy and pushed herself up with her foot on the wall, her knee bent. "Didn't know you were keeping track on their... activities."
"I wasn't, but Naomi and I were talking and, yeah... things just kind of got said. Poor Katie was stood right there and I was playing Dr. Sex Therapist or something." She said blushing.
"If Naomi's anything flying the way you are, I can imagine that Katie needed all the patience in the world not to kill her." Giggled Effy and turned her head to look at Emily standing next to her. "She turns into a really, really bad impression of a east-end chav when she's that way. Or, sometimes she thinks the world needs to know everything that's in her head. Which is worse."
"I have no idea how Katie didn't throttle us both." Emily laughed. "Well, we just fed off each other, I mean, did you see the picture she painted me? It was on the table."
"Katie made you a picture?"
"No... Naomi did." Emily said with a laugh.
Effy shook her head and then sighed, Robyn was finally coming out of the pub's back-door. He didn't look very happy, and he was carrying a huge paper thing. "Here, for you Emily. Naomi said you've forgotten to take it." With another sigh, directed at Effy who was just staring at him blankly, he walked away to get the car.
Emily took it from the bloke, her eyes making direct contact... it wasn't a threat or anything, though she wouldn't have minded if he took it that way. She held up the picture for Effy to see. "So what do you think of you're cousin's masterpiece?"
Blue eyes were staring blankly at the picture, leaned in closer to get a better look at that...massive...arm?... "What the fuck is that?" She mumbled and turned her head to the side, only seeing a big, fat creepy smiley that was apologising for traumatising Emily and the twin's name crossed out, while Katie's was highlighted.
"Uh... it's a vag... I'm guessing it's suppose to be Naomi's." She said with a chuckle.
It took Effy another moment to realise what the 'masterpiece' meant and when she did, she was doubling over with laughter. Properly holding herself up at her knees, her upper body almost touching the dirty ground, her hair actually on the ground. "Oh my god... t looks... I fucking hope it doesn't look that way... for Katie's sake... but... but... hahaha... why... why on earth has she made it?"
Emily couldn't help but start laughing just as hard as Effy was. She set her hand on the brunette's back to help stabilise herself before leaning back into the building. "She was apologising, I guess,nfor traumatizing me at Pride when I was going down on her and then she said Katie's name."
The explanation didn't make it better, it only made Effy gasp for air when she wiped under her eyes, just knowing her eye-liner was smearing. "Fuck, she's fucking mental." It took her a bit to calm down enough and get back into a standing position but when she did, Effy was still chuckling lightly, her eyes glued to the picture. "Is that a wart?"
The twin had just slowed down her breathing to a more normal pace before she blew out a guffaw. "No... it... it's a clit..." She managed to say between gasps for breath.
They were still almost hysterical when Effy texted Naomi, needing twice as long because her body was shaking.
EF: Hey Da'Vinci, you know your girlfriend's leaving today?
Emily watched as the car pulled up and grasped Effy's hand, bringing her over to it and opened the door, putting her arm across her stomach and holding her chin high with her back straight. "Miss Stonem." She said without a change in her facial expression. "... your carriage awaits."
Smirking Effy made a very weird impression of a curtsy and climbed into the back of the car, waiting until Emily was inside before she turned to the annoyed driver. "Home please."
"I'm not a fucking cab, Eff." Grumbled the man before rolling his eyes, turning the music on, and slowly backing out of the small space behind the pub.
Emily laughed and she turned her back to Effy and then leaned back, putting her head on the girl's thigh, looking up at the brunette with a smile on lips. She ignored Robyn's remark, probably better that way or she'd of said something snappy. "You... you're pretty."
The brunette was looking out of the window, just watching London on a Sunday, a hectic, nerve-wrecking experience really. With a slight nod to herself Effy remembered something, her eyes still glued to the scenery. "I am. You don't have to leave, technically? What's that mean?"
"I mean there's nothing holding me to Bristol. I could stay here in London, or I could go back with Kay and pack my shit and come back. Katie's got stuff keeping her there, I don't have that problem." Emily explained with a goofy grin.
"Em, you're not moving in with me, okay?" Whispered Effy and looked down into Emily's eyes. "We know how that worked out for the lesbians." It was automatically that her fingers were brushing through red-hair, just enjoying the feeling of the softness was making her heart beat a bit faster. "How long can you stay at the hotel without Katie?"
"I wasn't planning on it. Wouldn't put that kind of pressure on you or make you feel obligated. I"ll find a place, always do. I probably could get the hotel for a week at the most, but probably closer to just a few days." Emily said, her voice still light and fluffy despite the more serious topic their conversation had turned to.
"Well, that'd be just stupid, wouldn't it? I've Naomi's room, and a guest room no one uses and she's probably going back home now Katie's back. You could stay until you find something, that'd be cool if you want." She shrugged and shot a look at Robyn who was grinding his teeth and looking at them through the review mirror.
"It's okay, I might get comfortable there and decide to stay. I'd rather not muddle things. You need your space, so do I. I'll find some place to crash. Isn't the first time I've been in London, might have a few connections left. Hopefully none that will smack me one." She said with a gentle laugh, her eyes looking up into the blue orbs.
"I want you to stay. I've class anyway, and when I'm not I'm out working. So it'd be like flat-mates, yeah? But I think.. I think when the weekend ends and real life starts I wont be able to pull off all nighters so I could see you at least once a day. Might be better if you were with me, don't want to have the same problem the lesbians do now." She shrugged again, now her whole palm brushing over Emily's hair. "And you shouldn't take the first offer you get, just look for something you really like and want. We'll have to..." And then she stopped mid-sentence, her eyes big. "Fuck, I forgot."
The twin's smile just seemed to get larger and larger. She shouldn't stay at Effy's, she knew she shouldn't. Not a good idea, not with everything so volatile and fragile. But God, Emily couldn't help but nod her head when Effy's hand ran through her hair. "What's wrong?" She said at the paused sentence then curse from the brunette.
"We're going to Bristol today."
"Oh? Who's we?" Emily asked with a raised brow.
Effy's phone was out and she had it on speaker already, waiting as it rang. "You, Katie, Naomi, Cook and myself. Fuck, I forgot. Mum said to come and meet you, if you want in and we thought we'd just bring you back home and do it in one go you know? I don't think anyone really remembers."
"Your mum, eh?" Emily teased. "First you want me to stay with you, until I find a place for myself... now you want me to meet your mum?" She smiled, knowing that wasn't the real reason she was to meet Effy's mum, but it was fun and it was light, and Emily really needed some of that.
"Yeah, you know I thought I should before I get on my knees and pop the question. Having you already moved in, I think we're going at the perfect gay-pace." Mumbled Effy, her eyes glued to the phone in her hand that just kept ringing without anyone picking up.
"I guess it was a fairly good excuse, although you haven't met my dad yet... he is rather protective of his kids. Might want to do that first before you get all sappy and plan when you'll be asking me to marry you." She said teasing, watching the face of the girl who was still staring at her mobile. "Are you trying to ring Naomi? I could try to get Katie if you want."
"Could you? She's not picking up, who knows what she's doing...probably devouring your sister in the back-room, or whining because she is not." Smirked Effy and groaned when another of Robyn's looks was sent her way. "What's up mate? Come on, spit it out, I'm not gonna blow up in flames just because you wish so."
Emily's gaze moved to the driver's seat, but she couldn't see the bloke. Instead she pulled her mobile out of her pocket and dialled Katie's number, listening to it ringing until she heard her twin answer. "Hey Kay, is Naomi there? Eff needs to talk to her?"
K: "Am I her answering service now?"
Emily laughed and handed the phone to Effy. "Katie said she's her personal answering service and asked if you had a message to give her."
"Lovely." Smirked Effy and took the phone which she put on speaker. "Hey princess, how's it going?"
K: "It's fine, Naomi's just with customers, couldn't get to her phone. What's up? Is something wrong?"
EF: "Na, all good babes. Listen, you'll be just as good. How are you going back to Bristol today? Train?"
K: "Yeah, originally we were going to get out of here by maybe two, but since I don't really want to leave, and I'm sure Ems doesn't either, I figured we could take the last train in to Bristol... why?"
EF: "Glad to hear that, even though she's a drugged cow. We're driving down today, gonna have Emily meet my mum and if you want, you really don't have to take the train. It would be stupid, yeah? So what do you say, Naomi's shift ends in two hours, get her, get packed and be at mine in five hours? That enough time? Around six-ish?"
K: "Yeah, that's fine with me. I'll tell Naoms as soon as I can. She's staring at me, so I'm sure she'll be over in a minute. Do you need me to pass her on a message? Since it's my job or something."
EF: "Staring? She's fucking gone. Needs to sleep, maybe you'll get her tired tonight in Bristol." Effy laughed, knowing that Katie probably didn't find it as amusing. "Anyways, enough of your bed-situation. No, no message, just make sure she'd all ready and here with you by six, yeah?"
K: Pause. "Would picking us up at the hotel be better? That way Ems and I can both get our stuff."
"Right." Mumbled Effy with a smile. "Yeah, makes sense. Just don't... don't wait for Emily, yeah? She's staying."
K: "What do you mean she's staying?"
"We're getting married and gonna adopt three Asian and one black baby, so she needs to be living with me for the adoption agency to get it done faster, you know?"
K: "Wh... what?! What the fuck are you talking about! Ems can have kids of her own, why would she adopt?"
"Because I don't have a dick, the last time I checked my equipment wasn't quite enough." Smirked Effy with twinkling eyes, before rolling them at a mumbling Robyn.
K: "No, but she can still HAVE them, so like, fucking pick some sperm up or whatever. Turkey baster it and boom... I get a niece or nephew!"
"But then we won't get to choose how it'll look like and when we adopt we'll pick a cute one."
K: "Obviously us Fitches have amazing genes, Eff, and you just pick a bloke who looks like you."
"Tony does." Mumbled Effy, suddenly frowning.
How did taking the piss out of Katie turn into consideration of how her brother would shoot his sperm up Emily's cunt? Fucking hell, she needed to sleep more. "But I don't want any kind of sperm inside of her. Ever."
K: "Well that'd be a... so you'll be providing me with a niece or nephew?"
Emily could see where this was going, and it was only a matter of time before Effy inquired as to why Katie wouldn't just pop out a few sprats on her own.
"Uh... Well... I... Uh... I'd need your dad's okay first. Cant knock her up when he's having no idea what a fabulous girlfriend she has, yeah? And anyway, don't worry about it. Just... I don't know... tell Naomi to search for sperm banks, I bet your Fitch genes would make the best of any sperm you'll get."
There was a silence on the phone for a good thirty seconds.
K: "Yeah."
"It's the best time, you know? Now. Or in the near future so you'll have it all over and done with when you start your own clinic." Effy frowned, how did they get to this topic, for fuck's sake? It wasn't even a possibility, like, ever. She'd never have children, and here she was actually having a fucking chat with her... with Emily's twin about children and futures and sperm donors?
There was another silence and Emily pulled on Effy's shirt to get her to look down before bringing her hand up to her neck, shaking it side to side to tell her not to go there. "Hey Kay, we'll see you later, yeah? We're just pulling up to Effy's."
Effy furrowed her brows but didn't say anything about it any-more. "Gotta go, princess. See you at six?"
K: "Yeah, see you."
The line went dead and Emily held her hand out for her mobile.
"What the fuck was that?"
Emily stayed silent for a minute, trying to decide if she should release that bit of information when she was almost positive that her twin and Naomi hadn't talked about that yet. "Kay... she can't have children."
Effy had absolutely no idea why she felt faint, like she'd pass out but this information had somehow managed to punch her right in the gut. Perhaps because Katie just seemed like such a caring, lovely person, one that'd be perfect for children.
Obviously Effy had never thought about it, but it felt like that wasn't right. It wasn't just some chick not getting kids, it was Katie who wanted kids. She just knew. "Oh god."
"That's why she's so, I don't know, insistent about me having them, because she can't." Emily said softly, reaching her hand up to grasp Effy's own, bringing it to her lips to kiss the back of it before sitting up.
"That's not right Em." Mumbled Effy when they slowly got out of the car and towards the door, Robyn silently following. "Naomi wants kids. She thinks that Katie doesn't want them, why ever, but she's said it a few times over the last months. How it was good that it happened, because their life wouldn't match, Katie wouldn't want kids and she did." She was still holding Emily's hand when she opened the building's door and they walked up. "I don't though. Do you? Like, do you want them?"
"No, it's not right. Katie's always wanted kids, so when she found out when she was... I think seventeen, that she couldn't. She was heartbroken. She didn't see herself the same way. She'd never been a slag or anything, but after that she never really tried for a relationship because she figured she was damaged goods. I don't really want them. Sure, I'll be Auntie Em, but it wasn't like I'd ever accidentally get pregnant or anything." Emily said as they walked further into the building towards Effy's door.
Effy's brows were furrowed when they walked into the flat, and a glare was instantly shot to Cook who was sprawled out on the sofa. Naked. Except for his bandaged dick. "What the fuck Cook? Get dressed, Emily's here."
Cook jumped up and ran into the spare room, mumbling an apology. He came out a few seconds later with some trousers on, but still no shirt. "Sorry, mate."
"What the fuck are you doing here? I think I made myself clear; I don't want to see you anywhere near her. Or me for that matter." She eyed his glare which he was throwing at Robyn, probably thinking they'd be up for a threesome and didn't include him or something. She rolled her eyes. "We're going to Bristol later, you wanna ride with us?"
"Didn't have anywhere else to go, did I?" Cook said innocently. "Yeah, I got some stuff to do in Bristol anyway."
Effy sighed and with an eye-roll nodded, accepting the excuse. "Yeah, cant go hanging with your lady friends now that you're out of order, huh?"
Cook couldn't help but laugh. "Ah, but Eff, still got me mouth, don't I. You know I'm really a lesbian like Little Red, here... just that my strap doesn't come off, it just cums."
Effy snickered and softly punched his shoulder, god, she loved that bastard to bits. He was one of those few that you absolutely couldn't stay angry at. Especially not when your... when the girl you're with tells you that you shouldn't hate on him. "Em? You okay with him being here?"
Emily smiled, watching the exchange, even managing to laugh at Cook's somewhat vulgar humour. "Yeah, that's fine." She said as she went closer to the bloke and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. "We do play for the same team, after all." She said with a smirk and a wink before she looked back at her... well... the girl she couldn't get out of her head or blood.
"Okay, you really need to step back Emily." Whispered Effy with dark eyes, licking her lips. "This is... this..."
"Turning you on? For fuck's sakes Effy." Snapped Robyn with a disbelieving scoff. "You cant be serious. What the fuck am I here for, then?"
"Thought you were her driver." Emily said with a shrug, noticing the darkened azure gaze. She couldn't help but bite on her bottom lip.
Cook bellowed out a laugh, holding his stomach. "She's right mate, needed a different kind of ride from you, eh? Think Ems and I got Eff covered til we go, yeah?"
Staring at Emily, pretty much into her, Effy could feel all blood rush down to where her brain didn't get much of it. She snapped her eyes to Robyn, raising a brow. "I don't think that I've offered you anything."
"Uh, you have, actually." He couldn't stop acting like a kid that didn't get the present it was wishing for. "Before we fell asleep. You said we'd have a threesome."
"Not with Emily."
"Yeah, well I don't care. Obviously I am not wanted." The dramatic bloke exclaimed, pointing at Cook's crotch. "He's not even fully functioning, Eff. You fucking bit him."
"Still function better than you do, mate." Cook laughed pointing between the bloke's legs. "Had a threesome with Eff before, didn't we. I had her so stretched from me cock that she couldn't even feel you." He pointed to the petite redhead. "Plus, I've no doubts that Little Red's got the mouth of a champion."
Effy closed her eyes for a moment, she really needed to control her hormones now.
When they opened they were right on Emily.
She walked over to her, still standing in Cook's arms, and took one of her hands. She softly tugged, walking backwards towards the kitchen slowly, wanting Emily to come with her.
Cook continued to bellow at Robyn who was scowling something fierce. Seriously if the bloke could have shot daggers from his eyes, Cook would of been covered in them. "So you off then, have a good wank, yeah?"
Emily let herself be taken from Cook's embrace into the kitchen, chuckling softly at the exchange between them.
As soon as they were in the open kitchen, Effy moved until her own back hit the refrigerator, pulling Emily into her. Close. Her eyes were so dark she practically felt them change when she leaned in to softly kiss Emily on the corner of her mouth.
One hand was on Emily's back, the other on her neck and Effy's voice was dark, low, and raspy when she finally spoke. "You have exactly three options now, Em. 1; We're having fun with Robyn...2; We're gonna rip each other apart, alone. 3; We're having fun with Cook. Your choice."
Emily wrapped her arms around Effy's neck, almost as if she was trying to push Effy through the damn refrigerator door. "I don't fancy Robyn at all, babe. He's a whiny little bitch. So right now, options two or three are still open for me."
The brunette's arms brought Emily a bit closer, her leg sliding between hers as she bit her lip. Her voice was almost a growl when she addressed the boys in the sitting-room. "Cook, get rid of Rob and get ready to convince Emily why a threesome with you would be more appealing than being with me alone. Both options are still open. Get your arguments straight."
Emily's breath hitched and her head fell back slightly before she brought it back up straight. Her already huge pupils seemed to get that much larger. "God you're beautiful." She whispered before her lips found Effy's own.
The twin's mind was reeling.
Was she really considering a threesome with Effy and Cook? Obviously she was, and it was probably only still viable because Cook's manhood was out of commission. "Baby." She breathed. "... Cook doesn't get to touch me below the waist, if we go that way, yeah?"
Cook crossed the room toward Robyn. "Sorry mate, now get the fuck out." He was smiling and Robyn was fuming.
Of course Robyn took a swing at Cook, catching him in the lip before Cook grabbed both Robyn's arms and then head-butted him across the bridge of his nose. "Okay, so now that that's settled, I got some hot pussy I get to attend to, so..." Cook grabbed Robyn's shirt in his hand and opened the door and tossed him out like a sack of rubbish.
He locked the door behind him and walked towards the girls, standing a few feet away. He wasn't about to make the same mistake twice. If he was wanted, they'd ask for him... even if it would take a month for his cock to heal, he could still enjoy them.
Effy's throat was dry as sand when she looked into Emily's eyes. "However you want." She whispered, pushing her thigh upwards and Emily's hips down. "Your decision. Whatever you want to do, you do. Whatever you don't, you don't. And if something happens that you don't want, you tell. And if you want something to happen that wont if you don't say a word, say it too."
Emily groaned, then nodded her understanding. "I want more powder, baby, that all-right?"
"Cook? Get the table set up, we're having a party." Whispered Effy without looking away from Emily's eyes. God, they were beautiful, huge and fucking turned on. "I haven't had a line yet and if you don't want me to kill you, you need me coking."
"PAAAARRRRTTTYYYYY!" Cook yelled out, moving quickly to set up about twelve lines of coke. He had no idea how much Emily wanted, or Effy, but he figured four each would be at least a good start.
Emily turned around in Effy's embrace, pushing her arse back into Effy, then leaning her back against the brunette's front.
She watched Cook. He wasn't a bad looking bloke, by any means. His muscles rippled as he set up the drugs, moving smoothly under his skin. If she were straight she was sure she'd find him hot, because even as a lesbian she couldn't doubt the beauty of his body. "Baby...?"
"Hmm?" Effy's lips were busy running over Emily's neck, to her shoulders and where the shirt wouldn't let her keep moving. Just like her lips, her hands were busy as well, running over Emily's stomach and thighs.
"Do you trust Cook?" She whispered, letting her head fall against Effy's shoulder to give her better access to her skin. Emily's hips gyrated against the brunette, humming softly at the attention with her eyes still watching the bloke.
Cook looked over and he was a bit taken back by the intensity in the brown eyes that were looking straight into him. He stopped moving, waiting until Emily's eyes closed in apparent pleasure before standing up and walking near them.
He wished he would of been fully functioning, but he'd take what he could get... especially with Effy involved, and Emily wasn't bad either. "All set, girlies." He said with a charming grin.
Effy's hands were on Emily's hips and she pushed into her, hard, before wrapping her arms around her again and pushing so Emily would walk into the sitting-room with Effy still all around her. "In which sense?" She whispered into Emily's ear before softly sucking on her neck again.
"Any... any sense..." Emily breathed, walking in front of Effy with their bodies still fully connected.
Cook turned back to the table and picked up a rolled fiver, holding it out to the girls with a bow and a boyish smile. "Ladies first."
Effy took it, smirking when she walked round Emily, falling to her knees in front of the girl. She was looking up at her, her eyes screaming in desire when she let the rolled bill into her nostril and snorted three out of four, in one go. Her head was thrown back, looking up at Emily as her her hands reached for her hips and pulled her down, onto her lap, on the ground. Emily was straddling her then, and Effy brought their hips closer together. "I'm not sure. Helps that he's got no dick to work with. But what exactly do you have in mind?" Handing Emily the bill she hoped that Cook would show a bit of patience until she had Emily comfortable enough as to not spook her.
"I just need to know that you do." Emily said as she kissed the brunette and leaned over to take one up each nostril, then threw her head back and swallowed, then took another two blows. Her hips rolled a bit and she held the note out to Cook, who had sat himself on the other side of the table, on his knees.
Cook grabbed the fiver and took only two lines up his right nostril, taking a huge breath and sniffing a few times before offering it back, leaving three lines on the table for whomever wanted them.
"Can I trust you Cook?" Effy's melodic voice rasped, her eyes already hooded and huge when she looked to the man she had been fucking for years now. Who, until recently, had never given her a reason not to trust him.
Cook's grey-blue eyes were on the girls bodies until Effy spoke to him and he brought his gaze up. "Course, Eff. Been loyal, yeah? Earlier was my own fault, with Emily, sorry again, Red, it won't ever happen again. Little Red is in now, one of us, so she needs anything and I'll come running." He said with a smile.
Blue eyes smiled at him before looked up at Emily, who was still on Effy's lap, making her breath hitch with every movement of her hips. "Heard him."
Emily eyed the bloke across the table, her mind on hyper-drive. She looked down at Effy. "Are there rules?"
"If you want." She didn't turn to Cook when addressing him. "Listen good, Cookie, this could cost you your balls." Was her teasing shot at his manhood, again. She pulled Emily closer, her hands on her arse, softly pushing her into herself as she had her head tilted up so she'd see better. "What don't you want? What do you want?"
Emily nodded and ripped her gaze from Effy's penetrating eyes to look at the man who was bouncing slightly on his knees on the other side of the table. "You don't get to touch me below the waist." She stated, waiting for him to nod before she looked back at Effy. "Now... go into the bathroom and get some face wipes and mouthwash, put them on the table by Effy's bed. Questions?"
James got up and sped away into the bathroom, having to look for a bit before he found both items and went into Emily's room, slightly confused about all that.
"I've a question." Mumbled Effy up when her lips connected with Emily's collarbone, caressing the skin with her tongue. "What do you need those for ?"
"You'll see." Emily said with a smirk before extricating herself from Effy's body, holding her hand towards her once she was stood up fully.
"Done." Cook announced with a proud smile as he re-entered the room.
"Thanks Cookie." Emily said. Her gaze went to Effy's and she smirked a little as she walked toward Cook, her hips moving seductively so that the eyes both in front and behind of her would be truly captured.
"You should coat your cock in the coke, Cook." What a sentence, Effy thought when she slowly followed Emily, her eyes fixed on the girl's behind. "You'll die of pain otherwise, it'll be fucking growing in the next minute."
"Already is, Eff, fucking painful. The doc gave me some numbing cream, so that's helped a bit, but Cook Jr. has to sit this one out, unfortunately." Cook said his face falling slightly.
Emily got to him, she glanced over her shoulder, a seductive glance thrown at Effy who was walking toward them. Emily brought her hands up and watched as they moved over the muscles of Cook's chest, his abs, up his sides.
The brunette stopped when she reached Emily, her body an inch away from pressing into hers but not doing anything she just stayed as close as possible without any actual contact. Her head was titled so she could watch, so close to Emily's cheek that she knew she had to feel her everywhere without feeling her.
Emily could feel Effy as if she were touching her everywhere, even without any actual physical contact. Her eyes captured Cook's and she brought one hand up to his cheek whilst her other had threaded through Effy's fingers. "I belong to Effy. You don't get to mark me. If you do, you'll be wishing that your cock was just broken instead of completely absent."
Cook's eyes widened slightly but he nodded, his gaze flicking to Effy's for but a moment.
Effy chuckled lowly and ran her thumb over Emily's fingers, not coming any closer though as she watched the scene play out in front of her. "What else, baby?"
"You adhere to anything we ask, no questions or whining or you'll be out just like Robyn." Emily said as she stepped closer, her hand sliding around to the short, unkempt hair behind Cook's head. She teased the nape of his neck and tightened her grip on Effy's hand.
"I think there's a bit of a dominatrix in Emily." Whispered Effy with dark eyes, actually physically fighting her own body not to smash into Emily and throw her over the next best thing like, the couch. "It's fucking hot when she gets into this... frenzy Cook. Fucking beautiful, really. But you've seen it happen when you arrived, didn't you. She's losing focus, doesn't know where, how and who she is and she just fucks. And gets fucked. Nothing exists, Cook." Her lips were itching to get back on Emily's skin but she had to look first. To see it all before starting anything. "You should have behaved, and asked nicely yesterday. Then you'd have seen her fuck me face from the inside out and back again."
She felt herself throbbing and closed her dark pools for a moment to collect herself. "Anything else, Em?"
The smile of a temptress formed on Emily's lips and she pulled down on Cook's neck to slam their mouths together. She growled and yanked Effy by the hand to crash into her back.
Effy's smirk grew when she was pretty much on top of Emily's back. She didn't waste any time, any-more. This was the official 'go'. And go they would.
Her hands flew to Emily's tummy, running all over it, over her sides, over her tits, over her shoulders and back again. She couldn't decide where she wanted to be the most. Oh, she knew, but that would have to wait.
With a groan her lips found the back of Emily's neck, sucking harshly, her teeth scraping along the beautifully soft skin as she pressed her hips into Emily's arse, grinding. "God, Emily, so fucking perfect."
With Effy's hands now running over the twin's body, she started groaning, her hips pushing her arse harder into the brunette. The hand on the back of Cook's neck joined her other hand right at the tops of his chest, right under his collar bones. With one quick movement she scratched down his entire torso, leaving burning red welts all the way down to the top of his trousers.
"Bed." Emily demanded, shoving Cook backwards and disconnecting their lips. She spun around and grabbed two fist-fulls of brown hair and crashed their lips together, her tongue pushing into Effy's mouth with a deep, hungry moan. She started to walk backwards, pulling Effy with her. She felt hands at her waist guiding her backwards, Cook's, and when she felt the bed at the backs of her legs she came up for air, turning around and pushed Effy back on the bed.
Emily's eyes shot to Cook. "Strip her down." She commanded, her eyes so dark that they had to be absorbing any light in the room.
Effy's chest was heaving when she looked up at the two people who had always made her hot like no others. In different ways, yet unbelievable good so. "Come on, Cookie. You know how that works, don't you?" She taunted and opened her thighs, her knees bent, as she looked up at him.
Cook smirked at Effy, then nodded at Emily. His hands pulled and tugged at her clothes as he kissed her neck, getting everything removed in a matter of minutes.
"Do not mark her either, she's mine." Emily growled as she watched from beside the bed. "Her cunt is mine too, no touching... if you're good, you might get to later." She purred.
Effy's hands were on his back, his head, fingers tugging through his hair as she pushed his head closer into her neck. "Maybe, maybe if you're not participating yet...you can direct it." Was her compromise as she feared he'd leave if he wasn't allowed anything. "I want Emily first anyway." Her blue eyes shot to the girl by the bed, fire burning in them. "I fucking hope you were planning on fucking me first, before doing anything else, love."
"He can have you later." Emily growled. Her voice calmed, but it still held a tinge of darkness. "James, come here a minute, won't you?" She smirked at Effy, naked, on the bed, and by all that was holy, Emily wanted to jump on her immediately.
Once Cook had pulled away from Effy, his large pupils looking at Emily before he walked over to her. She put both her hands around his neck and pulled him down to kiss her, soundly, before she moved her lips to his ear. When she pulled away he gave the twin a questioning look before she lifted her eyebrows, silently challenging the fact that he dared to question her.
In the end he nodded.
The bloke moved up to the head of the bed, still clad in the trousers and sat with his back against the headboard, his legs straight, but spread apart, with his hands at his sides by his hips.
"Effy, baby, lean up against Cook, will you?" Although she said it softly, almost tenderly, there was no mistaking that she was in the zone, licking her lips as her blackened gaze stared at the dripping centre.
Effy, as calm as always, smirked and moved up the bed, backwards, without letting their eye-contact break. She only stopped when her back was pressed against Cook's muscular chest. To get more settled she moved her hips, automatically rotating them but then remembered the poor cock and stopped, licking her lips at Emily. "I'm all ears, baby."
Emily chuckled, lowly, so fucking deep in her throat that it was vibrating in her chest. Her gaze broke free from Effy's to glance at Cook, effectively giving him the 'go ahead'.
Cook's legs lifted and he put his feet inside both of Effy's knees against the bed. When he slid his feet back it spread Effy wide open, locking her legs in place with his own. His hands reached around to grope at her tits and kiss on her neck, being extremely careful not to get too rough. Even having Effy push between his legs caused a ripple of pain through his cock.
Emily watched, the smirk of a seductress panted on her profile.
She slowly removed her top, throwing it across the room before kneeling on the foot of the bed, giving her the best seat in the house. "You a bit wet there, baby? I can see you throbbing from here." She stated sexily.
Effy tried really hard not to writhe and sidle at attention Cook was giving to her. She knew that his wasn't his time, her focus was Emily. He was just a bonus that had, obviously, received orders to keep her in place. "Take your jeans off Emily, and your knickers." She whispered, her eyes glued to Emily's crotch before moving up and almost moaning when she saw her tits.
She felt herself twitch and wanted just to reach out and rip the bra off of her. "Bra off." Husked from her throat as she felt herself staring to move slowly in Cook's arms.
Emily didn't move a muscle. "It's so fucking hot that you think you have a say right now." She said smoothly. Her lips curling before she took off her bra, then her jeans, but she left her knickers on as she crawled up the bed. Her fingers teased through the wetness dripping down Effy's slit, her gaze burning into obsidian-azure eyes..
Emily turned around, just out of Effy's reach, kneeling on her knees. Her back arched and her hands slid down her lower back, hooking into the fabric clinging to her hips and pulling it down until half her crack was showing. Then she stopped. "How's the view? Eff? Cookie?"
Effy shot forward, like an animal which tried to pounce and she growled when Cook's arms held her back, yanking her into his body. Her eyes were wide and wild and she needed to touch Emily, the knowledge that she wouldn't, not now, was making her cunt flood with a new wave of desire.
Emily was, by far, the most erotic thing she had ever seen.
"I can't hear you..." Emily purred, hearing the struggle behind her and just knowing that Effy tried to reach out to her.
"Fucking perfect." Hissed Effy, trying to break free again after grinding her arse into Cook but the man obviously was intending to follow his orders. One hand was on her hip, stilling it and the other around her stomach as they almost drooled watching Emily torture them. "Come here, get here, now Emily."
Emily didn't turn around, and it sent a visible shiver up her spine to hear Effy's voice. "What about you Cookie?"
Cook's arms were fully flexed, his legs too as he kept Effy's thighs parted whilst also holding the surprisingly strong brunette hard against his chest. "Fuckable, Little Red." He said deeply, then whispered into Effy's ear when he felt her tense. "... but belongs to Effy. Makes her off-limits."
Emily continued then, pulling the last shard of material from her body, slipping it down her legs. She twisted around, looking like a jungle cat intent on devouring her prey.
That was the plan.
Effy sat up straighter, automatically trying to get free again, knowing that if she didn't get her hands on Emily soon, it would take time until she did. Until Emily stopped playing. "Em, your so beautiful." She said, suddenly in awe at the gorgeous creature in front of her, it was making her breathless.
Emily licked her lips as her eyes were gazing at the absolutely sodding cunt that was wide open for her. She moved forward, crawling, until she crashed her lips against Effy's, not letting any other part of her body touch the brunette's skin except her fingertips along the inner thighs.
It almost felt like she was in chains, in beautiful kissing chains that were caressing her body but right now she only wanted to touch Emily. Her head was turned up, as she almost bounced off the bed to get closer to the twin.
She had no idea, no idea how Emily had managed to make her this hot.
She was close to losing her mind, close to just yanking Cook's shorts down and assault his poor, wounded cock. A deep groan pushed through her lips into Emily's when she felt her fingertips tease her. "Oh fuck Em."
"As you wish." She moaned into Effy's lips as she started to kiss along the brunette's cheekbone, her gaze connecting with Cook's over Effy's shoulder. She released the skin and turned her head to snog the absolute fuck out of the boy who was acting as Effy's human chains.
Once she released his lips she continued down Effy's body, taking her pert tits in her hands and devouring the nipples with licks, sucks, bites, and when she was done with them they were red and erect, just like she imagined Effy's clit to be.
Emily continued south, giving the girl's navel a bit of attention, dipping her tongue into it before nibbling slightly. She stopped above the fragrant pussy and simply breathed her in. The dark gaze flicked up to Effy's. "You smell like heaven."
"Yeah?" Croaked Effy who was unable to push her hips up. "Fucking... I'll get back at you for that Cook." She almost growled when he wouldn't allow her arse to lift off and towards Emily. "Emily, baby, I want to at least use my hands." She almost begged, but since she didn't, never asked for things, this was the closest she'd do.
A whimper was fighting its way up and she could feel herself heat up and soon implode.
"Cook, let her hands free." Emily commanded him.
He instantly complied and let his hands wander her torso and tits. Cook whispered into Effy's ear. "Dunno where you found this one, but she's a fucking keeper, mate."
Once Effy's hands were liberated, the twin pushed her lips down onto the swollen nub that had been begging her for attention. She caressed it with her tongue, nibbled on the hood and then suckled it with expert precision.
Her left hand moved below her body and started to circle around Effy's opening.
Effy's fingers clasped softly in red vibrant hair as she let her nails drag along Emily's scalp. Her eyes were closed and she had her head leaned back on Cook's shoulder, the pure picture of enjoyment. "Uhhh... found her before anyone had the chance to destroy her. Then I did... so I could find her at the perfect time." Were her whispered explanations as she stifled a moan, fighting the urge to press Emily into her. It was perfect and when her eyes were closed she almost could imagine that Cook wasn't leaning over her shoulder so get a better look. Panting into her ear.
She moaned deeply. "Uh fuck baby, so good..."
Emily moaned.
She'd teased Effy enough, and with her legs still restrained, being held wide open so she could do anything her will desired, she pushed two fingers into the girl, letting the cunt around them pulse a few times before she started a slow pace. Her mouth sucked harder, her tongue flicking the underside of the nub.
The twin's pace increased, her tongue, her fingers, and she groaned at the amazing flavour on her tongue.
"Fuuuck." Groaned Effy, right along with Cook when she put pressure on Emily's head, holding her closer to her aching centre. "So... fucking... good..." Her hips couldn't move, still, but she kept trying anyway, her sweaty body just acting without her consent but she didn't care. Not when Emily was doing what she was so fucking brilliant at.
Her breaths, which had been pretty heavy to being with were now turning into short puffs of air, combined with a whimper every now and then.
Emily kept her pace steady for a few minutes, making sure to let Effy's body get used to it before she stepped it up a notch. Emily added a third finger, pumping harder and faster, curling into the girl. Her mouth almost inhaled Effy's clit, attempting to pull it as far into her mouth as possible as her tongue beat down on the nub with quick taps.
Emily could feel, hear, and see just how close Effy was, and the girl's aroma was intoxicating. She could do this forever, she was sure of it.
"Got a mouth on her, that one." Cook whispered into Effy's ear as his fingers pinched at her nipples, twisting them roughly.
By now Effy was writhing and sidling, almost like a snake moving her body against Cook's as continuously new moans and groans left her lips. "She does." Was her agreement when her tummy muscles quivered, making her breath come out in irregular pants. "Kiss me."
Cook didn't hesitate, his eyes leaving the munching redhead and closing as he took Effy's lips in his own.
Emily didn't relent, only pushed harder, moving faster, and her moans vibrated against the nub that was sucked between her lips. Her gaze moved up, watching her girl kissing Cook, and as infuriating as it was for her, she couldn't deny that it was kind of hot as well.
One of Effy's hands let go of Emily and shot to Cook's neck, roughly kneading the skin she found there as she held him close, smashing her lips to his in bruising kisses while her whole fucking body was being stimulated.
She had no idea what to feel as it was just one huge wave coming towards her, making her almost sure she'd not survive it.
When kissing wasn't a real possibility any-more she still held Cook's lips close, not giving him the chance of moving away as she panted into his open mouth, their eyes locked.
"Emily really gets to you." Cook panted into Effy's open mouth, their eyes never leaving one another.
Emily could feel Effy's cunt start to clamp, and the clit between her lips was starting to throb. The brunette was going to cum, and not in a small way either.
Effy's jaw was clenched as she tried to breathe through her nose, holding onto Cook with one hand, the other pressing Emily closer and closer while her fingers softly brushed over her scalp. A huge contrast to the pressure her whole hand was putting on the back of Emily's head but it came naturally. "Like no one else." Groaned Effy, not even wondering why they were having a chat all through this experience, figuring it was as much needed for Cook who was a bit disabled as well as her.
It was fucking hot hearing him be turned on out of his mind, clearly seeing how fucking perfect Emily was for her, would be for everyone but she got her. And she'd never let go.
"Fuuuuuck." That thought made her twist her body around, smash her back into Cook when she tensed.
Emily whimpered when the explosion came. Her fingers were nearly strangled as she continued to push in and curl, and her mouth was having an orgasm of it's own at the flavour and sensation of Effy's clit pounding between her lips... as if it had its own heartbeat.
"Fuck yeah, Effy." Cook groaned, wholly in pain from his broken, erect cock. He held the lithe frame in front of him, tightly, barely giving her enough room to breathe as she shook and trembled.
All because of the cute redhead between her thighs.
Effy tried to control her breathing, tried to control her body and she knew that Cook must had gotten one or two cramps from fighting her struggling legs. They had tried, automatically, to close around Emily but he wouldn't let them and it made her shake so much more.
She was sure the poor bastard had had an orgasm himself, just feeling it right through her body. If his breaths hitting her ear and the way he was trembling was anything to go by.
One of her hands moved back, to stroke his neck softly, while the other softened the pressure on Emily's head and kept brushing her fingers through her hair. "Fuck, baby I... shit..." She couldn't even form whole sentences, there was no way and she hoped that soon enough air would be back in her lungs as her body was on fire and just needed to get to Emily.
Once she was sure that every last wave of pleasure had been ripped from inside the brunette, Emily released the tender nub, placing a gentle kiss atop its hood. She pulled her fingers out as well, wiping them on the sheets before tapping Cook's legs to get him to release Effy's legs.
She reached over to the side table and pulled out a face cloth, wiping at her chin, lips, and cheeks, and then her fingers for good measure. Next she grabbed up the mouthwash and took a swig, swirling it around in her mouth before realising she didn't have a place to spit it. There was a half empty glass of water on the same table, so she picked it up and spit the discarded cleaning solution into it. The whole process took maybe thirty seconds, and after that she moved back in and kissed Effy, so fucking passionately that she could feel the girl through every inch of her body.
Effy's hands were grasping Emily so fucking close, she needed her closer. This was... when she cupped her face, kneeling, her eyes snapped open and she stared at Emily through wet eyes. "I fucking love you." Was pushed right out of her chest through her mouth and slapped into Emily, her eyes huge and just trying to take in everything the twin's face had to offer.
Emily was speechless, her dominating personality now gone. Her lips were parted and her eyes flicked back and forth from Effy's own. The four word sentence kept playing in her head and she could feel her eyes starting to tear up. Instead of trying to say something back she gently, and oh-so-lovingly brought her lips back to Effy's.
It was so tender, the kiss was, with all the fury and need gone, it was just them, raw, and so fucking beautiful.
Effy swallowed the emotions down, her fingers tracing every bit of Emily's face she could find as she kept kissing her with all that she had. She was just... perfect.
No, Effy was sure that she wouldn't let her go again... not to a hotel, not to Bristol, nowhere and she wondered if it felt always like this. Love.
Her hands moved down her arms, sides, to her bum and down to her thighs where she stopped and softly moved along the skin. With a bit of a struggle, she couldn't stop kissing her, she somehow managed to bring Emily onto her lap, wrapped her legs around her waist and then brought her closer with a hand on the small of her back.
Their lips stayed locked when she teasingly scraped down Emily's tummy with her nails and never stopped until she reached the wetness that had been calling out to her for at least an hour now. She kept moving, stopping when the heel of her palm was directly by Emily's clit, pressing, and she swiftly entered her with two fingers.
She didn't move, though. Stayed where she was, just mesmerising this moment while her lips never stopped their mission to steal Emily's breath away from hers.
Emily was trembling in Effy's arms, their lips never parting except for briefly when Effy's fingers pushed into her which cased the twin's breathing to hitch in such a way that she couldn't breathe for a few moments.
Cook carefully extricated himself from the bed, feeling very much like the third wheel... plus he felt like he was intruding on something he had no right to watch. He walked next to the bed and placed a kiss on Effy's, then Emily's heads, leaving wordlessly.
His broken cock was hard as a rod and it fucking hurt. He stopped in the bathroom to put some more numbing cream on it and then laid back down on the sofa.
"God Effy." She whispered, her voice shaking with emotion.
With her eyes still closed Effy began to slowly move her hand, letting her finger slide a bit back before pushing in again, her pace steady, not as slowly as usually but not drilling into Emily either. She was keeping her on a level, would build her up until Emily wouldn't be able to function any-more, even if it took the four hours they had left. "I love you." Whispered Effy into Emily's lips, knowing that now, there, she couldn't try to stop it, hide it, block it, lock it.
It was there and it was consuming her, and it was okay. At least for now.
Emily swore that those three words, spoken again, would be her downfall into her climax.
Even at the deliciously slow pace that Effy had with her, she simply allowed it to happen. The brunette had been a very good sport in allowing it to happen, and Emily would allow the girl to do anything to her. Emily brought up Effy's spare hand, putting it directly over hear heart, her thumb tracing over Effy's knuckles.
Without really meaning to Effy pace fastened up to a point where she had to move up and down to keep her hand's speed even and so she wouldn't slip. Every time she pumped in, her palm was pressing into Emily's clit, and she loved to hear her breath hitch every time it happened.
Not thinking much of it Effy pushed her whole body into Emily until the girl was laying flat on her back, her legs still wrapped around Effy.
She had use her hand now, though, holding herself up on it otherwise she'd have crashed into the twin and never managed to keep her thrusts up. "You're so fucking lovely." She whispered when her fingers curled, again and again before sliding out and in again. She was going to enjoy this.
Varying between hard, steady, fast pumps and her palm rotating against Emily's clit while she curled her fingers and simply pushed, Effy's eyes were wide open, staring. "So, so lovely."
She was in heaven, absolute heaven. Her body was, as always, responding to Effy's touch. She couldn't help the fact that she wanted to cum, and badly. Being able to keep herself in control with the whole exchange with Effy and Cook, it took a lot out of her. "Baby please..." She softly requested as her hips tried to increase the pace with her legs that wrapped around Effy's body, but it was nearly impossible to do so.
"Uh huh, okay." Whispered Effy and took a deep breath before leaning down to wrap her lips around Emily's nipple, her tongue flicking it. She fastened her pace, again, but this time she held it up, going faster and faster, making the bed shake and Emily's body with hers too. Every time she'd push in, her fingers curled, the gaps between her fingers rubbing against Emily's wall, shortening.
Her hips started to help her hand, her one hipbone probably bruising the back of her hand but she didn't care. Not when she saw... felt... heard what it was doing to Emily. "You okay, come on Em, cum." Was mumbled into Emily's tit which Effy couldn't really do much with any-more, now that she was all but slamming into her girl.
Her arm was going to get a cramp, soon, so she doubled her efforts, the pace too fast to see, would be too blurry as she kept it up, watching Emily's body with awestruck eyes.
"Yes... Fuck... Effy... EFF!" Emily screamed as her body tightened from the inside out, holding on to Effy's shoulders for dear fucking life, as if she'd simply fall off the world if she didn't. Her hips kept going, her body shaking in pleasure. Her hands moved into Effy's hair and she brought their lips together as her climax continued on.
Once she was finished, she stopped the thrusts, which had started to slow down anyway, holding Effy's fingers inside her for the last few waves to clamp around. "Fuck..." Emily moaned as she nibbled Effy's bottom lip. Her eyes were open now and Effy was the only thing she could see, the only thing she wanted to see for the rest of her life.
The three words danced on the tip of her tongue, but she held them back, for now. She knew she already felt that way, but she'd only told her family members she'd loved them before, no one else... so it was a huge thing for her to admit out loud... even though her conversation with Effy earlier at the table basically had her saying she loved her anyway. But it wasn't like this, out straight.
"You're amazing, you're everywhere, baby." She whispered.
"I know, you too." Was breathed back before Effy slowly kissed her again, keeping her fingers where they were like in the first night.
She'd never get over that feeling, the pulsing all around her, the warmness and how Emily's body would actually be protesting when she pulled out. A beautiful feeling.
Suddenly her eyes ripped open and she looked to the other end of the bed, exhaling in relief when she saw that Cook was gone. She had no idea why this felt different than earlier, and why she would had probably never spoken to him again if he were still there. A good bloke, she knew.
"Stay with me when we get to Bristol?" She added, a bit sheepishly. "Of course you can and see your dad and stuff, do whatever you want, go fishing, meet mates but... the nights?"
Emily's eyes were shining, and not because they were coked up. Her smile was bright, and she kissed Effy's lips, just a quick peck before she answered. "You have a place in Bristol also? Or with your mum?" The twin kissed up and down the girl's cheeks and neck. "I don't really live at home, was only staying there until I could get a place for me." She admitted shyly. "My nights belong to you, and as much of the days as you want from me, are yours." She whispered as she tenderly pressed their lips together again.
"Where were you before? I wanted to ask, like, where your whole stuff are and where you were before Pride. You were gone forever." Effy's pulled her fingers out of Emily and sighed, kissing her while she wiped them on the sheets.
She'd have to change them on a daily basis if she kept that up.
"Moved around a lot, couldn't really sit still, you know? Been to London, Leeds, Southampton, Cardiff, Manchester, Liverpool... yeah... I've been all over. As for my stuff. I pretty much live out of a bag. Don't need much more than a weeks worth of clothing, plus the obvious toiletries. I'd love to stay with you baby."
"Then stay, with me. I live with mum but it's like we've our own flat upstairs. Own front door, own bell, own kitchen and bathroom. If we don't want to, we never have to see her so it's basically our place there." Effy explained into Emily's lips.
Effy's brows furrowed then and a small smirk made its way to her lips. "Lets just hope to fuck that Naomi asks Katie too, or that'll be awkward."
Emily chuckled lightly, kissing Effy's forehead and then snuggling her face into the girl's neck. "Can I ask you something?"
"Oh god, that doesn't sound good. What did I do?" Smirked Effy and grimaced.
Another soft laugh erupted from the twin's lips and she kissed the skin in front of her mouth. "Did the mouthwash help?"
"It's not that." Sighed Effy and snuggled closer into Emily. "Obviously it turned me to mush but it's not necessary. It's really not. It's mostly just about... you know... the gooey stuff on the lips and fingers."
Emily nodded. "So it's not the taste, it's the texture?"
"Never thought about it, to be honest." She shrugged. "Maybe. Maybe not, I really don't know. Never really tried to find out."
"I just don't want to gross you out babe, because there's no way I'm going to stop eating that cunt of yours, and I love fucking kissing you after you've cum in my mouth. So I'm trying to make sure that will continue to happen. The mouthwash doesn't matter, but the face-wipes do?" She says with little nip to Effy's pulse point.
"I don't know." Now Effy was more hiding in Emily's neck than anything else, the topic starting to get uncomfortable. Especially because she still couldn't believe that she, Effy Stonem, would have a problem with anything sex related. As long as it's adults, human and alive. "I've kissed you after only wiping it off with my fingers, and I didn't die or had to like... swallow my own vom. I guess I just don't like it there."
Emily chuckled, could feel the girl's body starting to tense in discomfort. "Mkay baby, enough cum talk." She held the girl a little tighter and kissed up her neck. Her hands danced down Effy's back, then back up. "Cook is a great bloke, not many, broken cock or not, would have been okay just being in the background. Does he like cookies?"
"You want to bake him cookies?" Exclaimed Effy, already imagining Cook looking further into the basket for the real thing. "Maybe, if you made them naked, and gave him the photos."
"Are you going to take pictures of me naked whilst I'm baking him cookies?" Emily smirked. "I was going to make him boobie cookies."
"I am." Nodded Effy and let her fingertips run down Emily's side. "But he's not gonna see them."
Emily's breath hitched and held for a moment before letting out a shaky breath. "So boobie cookies for Cook whilst you take pictures of me naked..." She acted like she was thinking about it, considering it. "I suppose that would be all-right." She said with a light laugh. "Does your place in Bristol, above your mum, does it have its own kitchen?"
"Yes." Grinned Effy and pushed her hips into Emily's.
xxxxx
Meanwhile Naomi's shift ended and the afternoon bartender arrived to get into her place. "You want anything to drink, before we go?" Asked Naomi Katie with red, tired, unfocused eyes, trying to yawn and hating her body for not allowing it.
"Orange kisses Coke, please, love." Katie said with a smile.
Katie had told Naomi the plan, that Effy, Emily, and Cook would pick them up from the hotel at six to go to Bristol. They needed to go to Naomi's first and get her packed, then travel to Katie's hotel. Depending on how early they got there, she might try to force Naomi to sleep... but she doubted that would happen. Naomi was yet to actually sleep when they've been together.
"Coke kisses orange." Smirked Naomi and was shaken again, by the desire to yawn. Ending up like an idiot when it didn't work. "Fuck, sorry babe. Hey, you okay?" She asked when mixing Katie's drink, from the other side of the bar. "You've been quiet all morning and after Effy rang, well... you okay? I don't think they're really adopting Asian kids, babe."
Katie laughed a bit, she could never remember which way it went and she had a 50/50 shot and maybe got it right half the time. "No, Emily doesn't want children, and I couldn't see Effy with them either." She said with a smile. "You ready?"
"You're dodging the question." Mumbled Naomi with an easy smile when she leaned over to kiss Katie's forehead. "Whatever she said, she doesn't mean it. She's just born to annoy the hell out of anyone." With a nod Naomi took her bag, the rucksacks and waved at the bartender, reminding her that she was going to leave for a few days and wouldn't be in until at least Wednesday.
Katie just had this... this need... all of a sudden and so she grabbed Naomi by her shirt, spinning her toward her and she crashed her lips into the blonde's, knowing that her arms were full and that gave the twin room to run her hands along her body.
"Katie... babe... stop... Katie." Naomi had tried to speak but Katie would let her so she pulled away, taking a couple steps back with a frown and worried eyes. "Are you okay?"
"I'm okay, I just needed to kiss you." Katie said shyly.
"Then... if you're okay, kiss away." Grinned Naomi and softly pressed her lips to Katie's.
Before it could have gotten inappropriate, being in the pub in the middle of the day grinding or something Naomi was pulled away by Robyn's pissed off voice. "Tell Effy I'm done with her and her stupid games."
"Okay. Can you give us a ride to the hotel?"
Katie tucked herself behind Naomi, her face blushing a bit. She had one hand on the small of Naomi's back and the other was shoved deep into her jeans pockets.
"Are you having a laugh? And then you go and tell me you'd rather having a threesome with some broken cock, than me. Yeah, right." Snapped Robyn, obviously hurt in his ego and face. He looked bruised and swollen everywhere.
"What happened to your face?"
"Cook fucking happened when he was chosen, fucking bullshit. His cock is broken, tell me what good he could have given them?"
Katie had to bite her tongue to keep herself from saying something that she'd get in trouble for later. She ended up trying to make the bloke feel better. "Maybe he was chosen because his cock is broken, ever think of that? My sister is gay, proper gay, and a broken dick means it won't be used on her." She shrugged her shoulders. Then again, she didn't think she'd hear the day when Emily would be involved in a threesome with any bloke.
"Oh she didn't look very gay with Cook." Snapped the bloke again and Naomi rolled her eyes at him before suddenly freezing.
Cook.
Broken cock Cook.
With Emily.
AND Effy.
What the fuck.
"Right. Whatever, come on just get us to my place and we'll take the car from there." She didn't want to discuss anything, or even start wondering out loud. She had no idea how much Emily had told her sister and she didn't want to go and blurt it out if she didn't know.
"All right, fine. But if you start calling people and talking about babies and marriages and not being able to have kids I'm really out of here." With that he walked out, and let the girls follow.
"Come on babes." Naomi kissed Katie's head and tried to move but Katie seemed to be frozen.
She couldn't move, he had obviously been in the car when she had been talking with Effy and Emily, and he wasn't deaf. Emily must have told Effy, and in the process Robyn overheard. Katie didn't know where to be angry, hurt, terrified, or fucking any other emotion throughout the entire spectrum.
Shit.
"I um... yeah... sorry..." She mumbled to Naomi, following her until she got into the car and leaned into the blonde.
Naomi was looking at Katie, thought back but her mind was all jammed and didn't work the way it should. Was it because of Cook? The threesome? No, she had countered. Kids. Again, fucking Effy. She knew that Katie didn't want kids and she had been banging on and on about it.
Not being able to have kids.
He had said that.
Naomi's arm around Katie tightened and she pressed her lips to her head, wishing to god that she had just something really wrong flashing through her mind.
Katie was holding it together, just like she usually did when the mention of kids, or not having kids, happened. She could seriously kill Emily or at least give her a good smack for telling Effy something incredibly private to her, something she was embarrassed about, something that ruined her life at age 17.
"I love you."
That's all it took to send Katie over, she tucked her face into Naomi's chest and let the silent tears fall in to the fabric of her shirt. She couldn't help but think that Naomi might not think that for long, once she found out she couldn't have kids, that her insides were broken.
Naomi's heart was breaking when she wrapped both arms around Katie, hoping to god that she was wrong but she just knew.
"What, you don't want kids. Ever?"
"It's not that."
How she had behaved after the weird phone-conversation with Effy. Robyn's wording; not being able to... not: not wanting to...
That would have fit Emily and Effy but not being unable to.
And Katie was crying, without a reason, which wasn't true and Naomi just closed her eyes and kissed the top of her head. She wouldn't ask, never.
Katie had to do it her way, if she could spent time and time again, not asking about Naomi's obvious businesses, she could at least give her the time she needed. "I know I'm scary, but I really do. Even if I'm not sleeping much, I love you."
"You're... not... scary..." Katie said between breaths. "Love you..." She mumbled, wanting to be anywhere but in a car with whiny wanker Robyn.
"I'm sorry... I'm... I'm broken... my..." Katie tried to say when a fresh wave of tears shook her form, and she stopped trying to speak through her tears.
"It's fine, you don't have to tell me." Whispered Naomi and moved so she could wipe Katie's tears away. "Stop, okay? Don't cry. And don't forget to breathe baby, it's fine."
Katie was trying to calm down, but she listened to Naomi and worked on her breathing. "Damaged..." She mumbled out. "Useless..." Was the next one from her lips. How were they not wherever they needed to be yet? Naomi's flat, that's where they were headed, Naomi's flat. She could make it.
"Speed it up, mate, yeah?" Yelled Naomi over the music and Robyn looked back, his eyes widening. "Holy shit Naomi, always getting this kind of response when you tell a chick you love'er?"
"Wasn't me, fucking tosser." Snapped Naomi and turned completely around so she could cup Katie's face and make her look at her. "Look at me." She demanded then with a calm voice, her face inches from Katie's. "You are not damaged, or broken or fucking useless. It doesn't matter why you think that, it's not true. Okay? You're the most precious thing I've ever seen, and you're perfect. The way you are. So just... breathe."
Katie brought her hands up to Naomi's cheeks, holding the girl's face right above hers. She started to fall into the blue pools. It was strange, she felt cooler, her temperature had gone up from the increased heart-rate, but she didn't feel as warm either. She was swimming in blue.
"I.. can't..." She said before again letting the liquid in Naomi's eyes soothe her.
"It's fine. You're okay. Okay? You're okay." Whispered Naomi, never looking away.
"We're here." Before he could have said another world Naomi was already crawling out of the car, dragging Katie with her. "We're almost home, it's okay. Breathe, okay?" She was mumbling when they took the stairs, they were faster than the lift.
She was having obvious issues with her dexterity, her legs wouldn't move how she wanted them to. She concentrated on Naomi, on everything about her. Eyes, lips, hair, tongue, back, tits, cunt, arse, fucking everything in between, holding back the feeling of complete dread at the possibility of losing Naomi because she couldn't provide her with children.
When Naomi got the door open and slammed shut behind her she pulled Katie around and held on tightly to her shoulders. "Katie, tell me what's wrong but... but breathe. Okay? This is different, this isn't like always and I have no idea what to do." She was slightly panicking and wanted to smack herself for blurting out her love declaration like that.
"I can't have your babies." Katie blurted out, her tears cascading down her face as she looked away from the gaze. Her legs felt wobbly, she needed to sit down. "Sit." She said as she did she curled up into Naomi's arms, as tightly as she could and she took long, slow breaths, listening to Naomi's heart beating against her ear.
Naomi didn't say anything, she had been right. And she hated it, she had wanted to be wrong about this. What could she possibly say now? Well, it doesn't matter? Don't worry I'll carry them? There's other options?
She could but it all sounded like half-arsed tries to make Katie stop crying. And maybe she needed to cry.
"I'm dealing drugs."
Katie continued to calm down her head nodding slightly. She continued to hang on for dear life. "I know." She whispered. "I love you."
"Millie says I'm not really a part-time dealer. She says I'm running a Mafia." Mumbled Naomi with wide eyes, holding on to Katie very tightly. "And your sister is in."
"I figured that all out when Effy brought the sack that you and Effy kept giving back and forth to each other, and then Eff gave it to Ems." She said calmly. "So I really should get you a collar then." She mused to herself a small smile on her lips.
"It's not a Mafia though." It was important that Katie knew that. "Just a family business. Sorry I didn't tell you sooner."
"It's okay baby, thank you for telling me." Katie said gently as she readjusted herself, straddling Naomi's thighs and holding the blonde's head to her chest.
Blue eyes snapped shut when Naomi softly wrapped one arm around Katie's back and the other was resting on her tummy, just stroking along the skin. She tried really hard not to start crying.
She needed sleep. Soon.
As soon as possible. As soon as her body would let her. "I had to work, and I had to bar-tend, and I wanted to see you. I had to be awake now." She explained into Katie's chest. "Didn't want to miss a minute, usually I'm not that hooked."
"Eff and Em should be here soon, do you want to nap on the bed while I pack up? Then you can sleep in the car if you'd like, I'll hold you, if you want." She said softly, kissing the top of Naomi's head. "I know there's probably room at your Aunt's, you know, for you to stay." She started awkwardly, feeling her face flush. "... but you can stay with me if you want, though my dad can be a bit overprotective, but he'll love you. If... if you wanted."
Naomi shrugged and snuggled closer into Katie. "I cant sleep yet. Hopefully tonight though. I need a coffee. And staying with you? I don't know Katie, my dogs will flip when I'm there but not... there you know? Stay with me, tonight, and then we can be at yours. Okay? I just want to be home for a while, have you there. Like, like it was normal."
"Think you can get me to my internship in the morning, then class at night?" She asked, hopefully. Katie usually took the bus, but if she could get her girl to give her a ride, that would cut an extra hour and a half of bus time when she could be spending it with Naomi. "So I'll get to see your puppies again?" She smiled brightly and peppered more kisses to Naomi's head.
"Oh god... they'll not care about me when you're there. That's it, deal is off." Mumbled Naomi before turning Katie around and pushing her onto her back, flat on the sofa. "Or maybe I could live with that." She kissed her softly, smiling when she pulled back.
It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she wondered why something like this had to happen until she told her.
Katie had known.
Naomi had known that Katie knew.
And vice-versa.
"I'll drive you where ever you want. And I'll teach you to ride Doodles. She's in Bristol."
Katie smiled brightly, nodding her head in apparent excitement.
Christ, it had been forever since she smiled, a true, unblemished smile. It felt amazing. Maybe that was their problem, they had all this stuff between them that they wouldn't tell each other, and it was keeping them impotent.
The twin lifted her hands up to Naomi's cheeks and brought their mouths together. Even that felt different, like the first time almost, like a beginning.
