One drink turned to a few, until they were given the bottle. Emma let her guard down, thanks to the whiskey she'd consumed. Lily was just like she remembered. Amazing. Frankly Emma didn't care about the rest of the world, she was caught in the moment. Whenever they were together and their past hadn't caught up was a blissful time.

A touch here and there, having started with a simple brush of hands. Emma sought out more accidental incidents, wanting- craving more. The touch set her soul alive, and had her chest bursting with excitement. When the world began spinning, realization snapped back into Emma's mind. Enough drinking, this wasn't the answer she was looking for.

"Take me back to my room, sheriff?"

Emma didn't remember walking down the street, or finding her way to sitting on the bed. Her head was rushing. Thankfully she didn't feel sick.

"I need to call my dad."

Lily crashed on to the bed, speaking into the pillow. Emma's call didn't last long, something about texting her if he needed her, and that she was drunk. She didn't listen into the call, mainly because she was too drunk. Turning over, she nudged Emma with her leg.

"Hey."

"What's up?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"I don't know." Emma sort of lied, not wanting to open up. Lily rolled her eyes, nudging her again.

"Lay down." Emma groaned when Lily pulled on her arm, eventually caving in. They both stared at the ceiling.

"I know you don't trust me, and that I've hurt you. Seeing you though.. I can't explain it."

"What are you doing?"

"Sharing my thoughts. If you won't.." Lily turned on her side, pushing her hair from her face. Since Emma didn't want to talk about "them", she changed the subject. "Do you honestly think I broke into those houses?"

"Not really, but you did rob a gas station, you robbed my adoptive parents."

"Emma, I was a teenager. I've grown up since then. You don't think I regret those decision? It wasn't even my choice, my foster brother handed me the gun after we went inside."

"You always have a choice though, Lily. That's why I'm angry with you. You haven't taken responsibility for what you've done."

"But I'm trying. I want to change. You think I've always wanted to be this horrible? My life is terrible, and I want to change. I'm done being a villain, always getting into trouble. That's why I faked my own death, so I could get out of that toxic life and start new."

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yeah, good. If you genuinely mean that, then good."

"I know I still have to prove myself, and I'm going to try everyday. Me.. Everyone.. You.." Lily looked down at her hand as she reached out towards Emma's, taking it in hers. She didn't pull away. Cheeks burning with a blush, she looked back into Emma's blue eyes. Her cheeks were also reddened. "Let me have a second chance?"

"I-I.." Emma swallowed thickly, words unable to pass her lips. Her mouth turned dry, and her breathing quickened. What was happening? Emma moved forward, her lips narrowing the distance until they met, kissing very gently. Lily's grip turned more intimately, as she wove her fingers through Emma's, squeezing firm.

"Thank you." She breathed against Emma's lips, kissing her again.

Being drunk has it's downsides, and passing out in a good moment was one of them. Lily dreaded opening her eyes to the hangover she already had. Eventually, and with complete agony, her eyes opened to a bright room. Water- and it didn't matter where from, she needed some fast. Prying herself from the bed, she made her way to the bathroom sink. Minutes later, she carried some water back to the bed for Emma, whenever she was to wake. Even as teenagers Emma would always sleep in. Once she settled back into bed, she realized most of her clothing was taken off in the middle of the night. She didn't want to risk waking her by getting out of bed again, so she thought screw it.

Emma was drifting in and out of sleep, unsure what was a dream. The nagging pain in her head verified reality, but the soft brushing feeling along her spine must have been a dream. The more she focused on the dream, the more realistic it felt until her skin was covered in chills. The moving of her hair from her neck woke her entirely, eyes shooting open, accompanied by pain.

"Shit.. Sorry." Lily whispered, not retracting her hand from her back.

"What are you doing?" Emma groaned.

"Just laying here." She brought the water to her lips. "Drink."

"Thanks." Emma couldn't have drank it any faster, planting her head into the pillow. Lily smirked to herself, lazily playing with Emma's back.

"MMMPT. Thm mmms." Lily laughed, unsure what she said.

"Again. Less pillow."

"Ugh. Stop. You're tickling me. Your hands are cold."

"I'm not, Swan." Lily leaned over, lips nearing her ear, close enough her breath could be felt. "But I could.." She taunted easily, staying close. Lifting some of her hair off her shoulder, she used the tips on Emma's back, circling largely. Emma reached out from under herself and punched at Lily.

"Ow. Bitch."

"Good at describing yourself." Emma clearly glared, with her eyes shut though. "When did I take my shirt off?"

"I don't know." Pulling back on the blankets, Lily transitioned onto Emma's back, laying flush against her. Not all of her weight was on the blonde. Her foot began stroking up and down Emma's leg, nestling in. "Tight ass jeans aren't on either. Cheeky."

"Mm. Did we have sex last night and I don't remember?"

"If we had sex you would remember." Lily drenched her words with promise, kissing behind the blondes ear. Each damn kiss along her neck made her shudder in ways she hadn't in years. She'd had a few one night stands, but to be touched as intimately as she was, was new. And it drove her insane.

Emma pushed back, into lily, making her sit up as the blonde rolled onto her back while under her.

"Did you want to have sex?" Lily raised an eyebrow, her fingers gliding effortlessly up Emma's stomach, leaving a nervous fluttering feeling in their wake. Lily circled her fingers around her breasts, not seeing any reaction. "It's just a question. You could say yes."

"I didn't come here to get laid."

"I'm sure you didn't. Why then? If so, how did you manage to end up naked underneath me."

"I still have on panties, I'm not naked."

"Oh. My bad." Lily said sarcastically. She lift herself above Emma, reaching under she slid Emma's underwear down past her thighs before sitting back down. "See, if you didn't want to have sex with me, you would've stopped me." Laying over her, Lily moved her hair over her shoulder. "What do you say?"

Ohhh Christ, was Emma aroused. Every single curse word she could imagine was running through her head. She was good at not showing emotion, but Lily always managed to see through that. Emma wanted nothing more than to lay back and let Lily have her way.

"I think you're-" Emma felt two fingers enter her body with ease. Her body was more wet than she thought. Damn Lily for having such good effects on her.

"I've missed this." Lily whispered seductively to her, lips kissing at Emma's chest. "I've missed you."

"Ohhh." Emma's eyebrows wrinkled with each penetration, wanting more. Lily smirked once more before indulge in pleasing her friend.