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Emily wasn't by the couch when Alison returned. Panic rose in her throat again and she rushed to the kitchen, only to let out a relieved sigh when she spotted her on the kitchen, refilling her bowl of soup. Upon hearing loud footsteps, Emily looked towards the kitchen's threshold and found Ali's ragged breathing. It stung on her chest that she had broken Ali's trust on her by running away.

"I'm not leaving anymore, Ali" - She walked to the blonde with a sad look on her face.

Alison clenched her fists for being so damn obvious - "I know" - And then she dared to look at Emily and an irresistible urge to hug her bolted through her and so Alison pulled the brunette to her, burying her face on the crook of her neck - "I can't lose you"

Emily wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's shoulder and hugged her tightly - "I can't lose you either"

They pulled away after a few moments but still held hands. Blue met brown just like the old times and they laughed uncomfortably, looking away from each other.

"I was going to give you some soup" - Emily walked to the counter and picked up the bowl before giving it to Ali.

"You don't have to" - The journalist politely refused - "I made it to you"

"I know, I ate three bowls of it" - Emily joked and the two of them chuckled. Still, Emily placed the bowl in Ali's hands - "But I want you to have some"

"Thanks" - The blonde said quietly and they just stared at each other in silence again.

"Let's watch a movie" - Emily suggested.

"Okay" - She agreed.

One hour later, Alison had finished her soup and Emily had curled up against her, lazily resting her dark head on Ali's chest. Alison couldn't even remember the last time they had a cozy time together, but Emily sure felt good against her body. A random movie was on TV, but Alison couldn't bring herself to care as her hands caressed Emily's scalp.

She froze when she felt Emily's lips on her neck, placing soft kisses on her neck - "Em..."

"Ali..." - The vet turned around, tilted the blonde's chin and kissed her passionately. Ali's lips moved stiffly against her own and she felt her girlfriend breathe deeply as hands dug on her black hair. Emily couldn't control herself for much longer. The guilt she felt for running away, the blonde's taste on her lips and Alison's affection were evoking a powerful need in her. It wasn't lust, it wasn't just passion… it was more like a reaffirmation of their unwavering bound.

Her hands began to snake under Ali's shirt, but the blonde quickly pulled away - "Em… This was a rough day and you..."

"I need you, Alison" - Emily declared and felt her lover's breath hitch as her blue eyes darkened - "I need you to take me right now" - She barely said the words and Alison turned the tables on her, shoving her backwards and making her lie on the couch on her back. Alison was kissing her furiously. Something in Emily's words ignited a fire in the blonde and the same desire that she felt during that time on the shower returned with more intensity. Emily leaving had taken its toll on her and now everything she wanted to do was mark the brunette and claim her as her own, preferably when she was coming undone in her arms, singing her name to the love gods.

Even so, she tried to keep these feelings on check and pulled away again. It'd been a rough night for both of them and Alison didn't want to scare Emily with her new found possessiveness - "I'm sorry..."

"Punish me" - Emily pleaded and moved a cushion from its place, revealing a pair of handcuffs (the one Spencer had borrowed her).

Alison widened her eyes at this plea. She couldn't lie, it was tempting to have Emily totally at her mercy, but she was afraid that her need of taking control tonight might overwhelm her. And the brunette's eyes were so sweet, so surrendering in her asking.

"I-I can't…!" - The journalist denied, afraid that having Emily exactly where she wanted was going to make the old Alison, the one she'd been trying too hard to suppress, come forth again. Ali knew very well that the reason she and Emily wouldn't have worked out when they were fifteen was because they would've destroyed each other, with Alison being manipulative and possessive and Emily being passive and unconditional. But now Ali fears that she might get too carried away with the situation and end up hurting Em.

"Just for tonight, baby" - Emily softly whispered as she brushed the cool steel of the handcuffs against Ali's cheek.

"I can't" - The blonde breathed out and closed her eyes - "What if… What if I hurt you?"

Emily kissed her forehead, making her open her eyes - "You won't" - Her sweet brown orbs melted into Ali's blue ones and Emily's unshakeable trust in her made Ali's heart miss a beat. She understood that this was about trust and, even though Emily was the one who wished to be in a vulnerable position, Ali knew that this was her rebuilding trust on the vet again- "I know you won't" - And Emily pulled Ali by the neck for an earth-shattering kiss and the journalist responded with equal passion. As their tongues danced together inside their mouths, Emily wrapped her legs around Alison, rocking her center against the blonde's crotch.

"Ali..." - A breathy moan escaped for her lips and Alison knew she couldn't resist anymore.

"Hold onto me" - Ali warned before she yanked Emily off the couch and took her to their bedroom, immediately collapsing on the bed as she couldn't take the brunette's weight any longer.

Emily just laughed as her back hit the soft mattress - "Someone needs to bulk up"

"Shut up" - Alison hissed before crashing their lips together again, swiftly invading Emily's mouth with her tongue while her hands tentatively played with the hem of her T-Shirt. When Emily became too out of breath to kiss, Alison moved to her neck, expertly sucking her pulse point. Her possessiveness was showing right now, but Emily was so willing…

She only tore her lips of her neck to take off Em's pajama top, exposing her chest to the night air. However, when Emily tried to do her same with her top, Alison stopped her and pinned her hands against the mattress - "No" - She commanded - "I'm on control tonight"

"Okay" - Emily smiled amusedly and wiggled underneath Ali, making sure her center brushed against any part of Ali's stomach. Alison untangled Emily's legs from her and ripped her pants and underwear, stripping Emily under her eyes.

"Move up" - Alison ordered, guiding Emily next to the bed frame. Then, she grabbed both of the brunette's wrists and pulled them up. She kissed the two limbs before picking the handcuff Emily had taken with them to the bedroom and putting it on the brunette. Alison dragged up the linked wrists and wrapped the chain around the bedframe, binding Emily against the furniture.

Emily looked up at the same time Alison looked up and their eyes met halfway. Ali's eyes were of full appreciation, as she took into view every detail of the bound goddess underneath her. Emily, on the other hand, transpired nervousness. It's not that she didn't trust Alison, but the situation was a little intense to her.

Alison noticed her slight trembling and nuzzled their noses together - "Hey… are you alright?"

"Yes, it's just…" - Emily nodded shyly, mentally counting every shade of color in Ali's eyes. God, she'd never been so close to her girlfriend, at least not like this.

"Always with you" - Alison brushed her lip with her thumb, repeating the promise Emily had made her the night before. Upon hearing that, the brunette couldn't control the desire of having her girlfriend's lips on hers and forced her neck upwards, begging for Ali's kisses. Alison understood the gesture and kissed her gingerly, placing her hand behind Emily's neck to pull her head back to the mattress as she didn't want Emily to get hurt.

Alison broke the kiss and knelt over Emily. She smiled and took off her T-shirt, revealing her already naked breasts. Emily gasped at the sight and tried to reach to Alison, temporarily forgetting about her bound wrists until she felt the handcuffs forcefully pulling her back to the bedframe.

"You can see, but you cannot touch" - Ali whispered slyly in her ear and kissed her earlobe.

"Damn, Alison!" - Emily cussed as the blonde finally stripped herself of her pants and underwear in one move.

Decided to tease a little longer to make sure Emily relaxed Alison placed her hands on the brunette's chest and began rocking her center back and forth on Emily's stomach, leaving a wet trail on that olive skin as she moved.

"Ali!" - The vet let out a surprised moan as her muscles flexed under Alison. She attempted to move and help the blonde, but all she could was quiver accordingly as Ali roughly grabbed her breasts and intensified her movements. Ali's body fell on top of hers as the journalist began to pant on her, but, suddenly, she stopped.

"Why did you stop?" - Emily complained, not realizing how turned on she was until Alison stopped. It was amazing how the blonde could excite her even when she wasn't touching her precisely.

"Were you enjoying the show?" - Alison smirked as she cupped her face. Emily's blush was the answer - "Are you feeling better now?"

Emily's eyes widened with surprise and her heart skipped a beat in happiness. It made her joyful to know that Alison would tease her like that just to distract her… and well, it did work, because now she feels more comfortable with those handcuffs and she trusts Alison more than ever.

In the best way she could, she tilted her chin and kissed the blonde's palm lovingly - "Thanks"

Ali let her palm brush against Emily's lips softly - "You're welcome"

"You may continue now" - Emily smirked in her hand, but Ali just shook her head and kissed her gently on the lips.

"Tonight is all about you, Em" - Ali said lovingly and the eye her blue eyes shone in admiration made every corner of Emily's body tingle with something deeper than passion. Then, Ali kissed her lips again, plunging her tongue inside her mouth and caressing her black tresses in a way that made Emily go crazy.

The journalist attached her lips to the brunette's neck and sucked on her pulse point with Emily tilting her neck to allow her more space as a quiet moan escaped her lips. Alison scattered kisses down her chest until she found her perky breasts.

"Sorry" - Emily forced her neck down to see what the blonde was apologizing for. With some effort, she spotted a red bruise, probably from when Ali grabbed her breasts when she was rocking her hips.

"It's okay… Oh! Ali!" - Emily was saying when Alison welcomed her nipple inside her mouth, teasing gently with her tongue. Instinctively, Emily tried to move her hands down to dig her fingers on Ali's hair, but, once again, the handcuffs bounced her arms back. Emily groaned in frustration, twisting her fingers, wishing to feel the softness of Ali's hair on her hands.

Alison smirked when she felt Emily writhing underneath her and nibbled the nipple on her mouth while pinching the other, her smile widening when a loud moan echoed through their room and she heard the bed creak.

"Shit!" - Emily cussed, arching her chest into Ali's mouth. The blonde let go of her breast and kissed her heart before finding her stomach. Ali smirked when she noticed that Emily was still covered in her. She placed her tongue over the wet trail on Emily's skin and began to lap her, making sure she teased every thin line of muscle this goddess possessed as she relished her on taste mixed with the brunette's skin.

The brunette contorted uncontrollably again as her stomach flexed under the blonde's touch. She arched her hips off the bed, both in pleasure and in need of Ali's touch somewhere down south. Her girlfriend seemed to understand it as she moved her mouth to the inside of Emily's thigh.

"Ali…" - The vet silently begged, pushing her hips up so as to offer herself to Alison. It humbled and incited the blonde to feel Emily so submissive. A part of her wanted to torture, to tease, to make Emily beg and remember of who owned her… but another part of her wanted to worship her with every ounce of her being and to love Emily like the brunette had loved her the night before.

She nibbled the inside of her thigh and looked up to find Emily watching her with pleading brown eyes (and probably getting a sore neck in the process) and a ragged breathing. Alison lightly scratched Emily's pelvis all the way down, stopping just an inch before her center - "Do you know what I missed the most during these five weeks?" - She asked in a playful tone.

"Don't tease!" - Emily pleaded in response, clenching her fingers as she felt Alison so close to where she wanted her to be and yet so far away.

"I missed the sight" - Alison finally ran her fingertip along Emily, hearing the brunette let out a content whimper as she appreciated just how truly beautiful her mermaid was and how she was so wet for her - "I missed the scent" - The blonde nuzzled Emily's clit and inhaled her perfume… the most inebriating thing in the whole world - "But, mostly… I missed the taste" - And she licked her, savoring her favorite flavor in her mouth and she just couldn't resist any longer as her mouth clamped around Emily's clit in desperation.

"Oh shit!" - The brunette jerked her hips so abruptly that Ali's mouth almost slipped off her. The blonde let out a delicious laugh and stepped away only to put Emily's legs over her shoulders and hold her hips in place. Then, she returned to her slow exploration by plunging her tongue inside her mermaid while her nose brushed against her clit.

"Ali!" - Emily screamed in pleasure, feeling completely surrendered to the blonde.

"Yes, baby" - Alison kissed her way up to the her clit - "Say my name"

"Alison" - She called out, releasing a loud whimper when the journalist flicked her clit from side to side before welcoming it in her warm mouth.

"Louder" - Ali commanded against her soft skin and Emily writhed, not caring anymore if her wrists were fighting against the handcuffs or if her heels were pressed hard against the blonde's back.

"ALISON!" - The brunette screamed on top of her lungs as teeth gently scrape her clit.

"Come for me, gorgeous" - Ali said before sucking her hard and Emily came undone on her mouth, writhing against the bed.

Alison untangled those beautiful legs off her and kissed her way up to Emily's neck. The vet was still with her eyes closed, her breathing ragged and her body flushed with pleasure. She picked up the handcuffs key on their bedside table and released Emily's wrists. She felt a sting on her heart when she saw a few red marks on the places where the handcuff touched Emily skin.

"I'm sorry" - Alison apologized and brought the injured wrists to her lips, kissing it the same way Emily kissed her scars on the night before.

This sweet act made Emily open her eyes and then she noticed what was wrong: her wrists were hurt, probably because of the times she fought against the handcuffs. She didn't remember struggling that hard, but her mind was way too clouded with pleasure for her to have a coherent memory of this.

"It's not your fault. I couldn't control myself" - Emily's hands escaped from those heart-shaped lips and cupped her face.

"I went too hard on you" - Ali murmured apologetically and looked away - "I should've been gentler with you. You weren't on a comfortable position"

"Not true" - Emily tilted the blonde's chin back in place so they could look in each other's eyes - "I fought against the handcuffs because I wanted so much to touch you" - And she painted Ali's face with her hands slowly, sculpting each feature of the blonde's face - "God, I missed your skin so much…!"

Alison closed her eyes and allowed Emily to take her in - "Me too. I kinda like it when you scratch me" - They both laughed and the brunette rolled her eyes - "Well, it's true!

Emily smiled at her and snaked her hands down the journalist's chin, neck and shoulders before traveling down her back slowly, teasingly scratching along her spine. She stopped when she reached her lower back and gently caressed her burn scar. Alison settled down on top of her and molded her bodies in a hug while lovingly nuzzling the crook of her neck.

The vet sighed, feeling the softness of that creamy under her touched as her hands crawled the way up to Ali's blonde locks - "I missed your hair too" - And she gently massaged her lover's scalp as Ali chastely kissed her cheek.

When her heart-shaped lips reached Emily's ear, Alison whispered - "I love you, Em"

Emily gently tugged her hair, making them face each other again - "I love you too, Ali" - And they shared a gentle kiss, their tongues softly brushing against each other.

"Sleep with me tonight?" - Emily felt a little embarrassed that she felt she needed to ask this. It was strange that they haven't cuddled together in five weeks, considering they were a couple.

"Of course, baby" - Ali's blue eyes shone in love and affection as she rolled off Emily, allowing the brunette to turn around on her side. Then, Alison hugged her from behind, sighing at how their bodies molded into each other. Emily put her hand over Ali's and smiled as the blonde pecked on her cheek.

"Goodnight, love"

On the next chapter... Alison stops by a sex shop!

Reviews:

I could ship that: Thanks! :)

Drea82851: Emily just ran... when you're on this state of mind, you just don't know what you're doing, you just do. That's what I was trying to pull off with Emily. Good point ;). Hanna is a sweetie ain't she? ;)

hazeldawn91: Lol! I could expect that from Emily, though xP

Boris Yeltsin: Well, I took so long to update that you probably had time to catch up! :)

mcmeli: Emily's good, yay! But the other girls won't find out about the rape, probably. I think it's something Emily and Alison might want to keep between them ;)

AidenP1897: Thanks! :)

Guest 1: Woah, thanks for the compliment! Now I'm flattered! :D

hunter Blair: Thanks! :) Did you promote the story, by the way? :)

PaperWMN: Thanks! I had huge writing blocks on that chapter! It's good to know I could pull something off.

Reviews from Mirrors:

Emisoninme: Woah, thanks! What a fast reader you are, lol