I feel like a dork for posting so soon, but I can't really stop writing and I love knowing at least a few people are enjoying it. And, HowAboutEmison, you have a good point- I think it just irks me that she was so smug with Emily, and unwilling to change her ways to play nice with the liars. Thanks for reading, again.

"Spence…Spencer…Spencer Hastings!"

Alison snapped her fingers in front of the brunette's face trying to get her attention but the book smart girl was a zombie.

"Wwwhat?" Spencer asked, barely able to focus on anything except standing at her locker.

"I asked you if you did the homework for Fitz's class," Alison said though as she looked at Spencer she already knew the answer. "Spencer what's going on?"

"Nothing," Spencer mumbled as she grabbed what she needed out of her locker and weakly shut it.

"You're over working yourself Spence," Alison hissed as she watched her competition look at her with bloodshot eyes. "People are going to start noticing that you're burning out."

"I'm fine," Spencer protested but Alison had to steady her as she almost fell over.

"Here, drink this," Alison heard her favorite voice behind her and saw Emily walk up with a water bottle. She smiled warmly. Her girlfriend was always taking care of others. Alison loved how that sounded in her head, but she was still scared to say it out loud- and so was Emily. The two hadn't told anyone. Except, Ali had let Emily tell Hanna because Emily insisted the other blonde wouldn't tell a soul. Nothing had changed really, they were still only overly affectionate in private and kept it almost unnoticeable in public as the week had dragged on.

Much to Emily's relief, Alison told her that Jason left on a two week trip and that meant none of his friends would be at their house. The swimmer slept a little better knowing that but she was now on the lookout and overly protective.

"Thanks," Spencer grimaced as she took the water from Emily.

"You don't look so good," Emily said in a low voice. "You should go home and rest."

"Can't, Melissa and Ian make living at home a nightmare,"

The hair on the back of Emily's neck stood up at Ian's name but she kept a neutral face. "Why's that?"

"They're either always fighting, fucking, or getting in my face about something," Spencer told her.

"You can stay at mine tonight," Alison said quietly, trying to take a page out of Emily's book.

Spencer narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "What's in it for you?"

"Nothing Spencer, I am capable of being nice sometimes you know. But if you want to sit around and deal with bullshit and people breathing down your neck all day then by all means stay at your house," Alison shot back at her, her irritation flaring. Emily gave her a look warning her to back down, and Ali's pride screamed at her as she took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Sorry," Spencer mumbled. "I'm just really not myself right now."

Alison took pity on her and took a deep breath. "Em's coming over after her practice to help me with English, so it's not a big deal if you come over after school to sleep in the guest room."

"Okay, okay I will," Spencer said and started walking off as the bell rang. Emily made a face to Alison who rolled her eyes playfully and took after the field hockey player. She turned around and winked at Emily before giving her attention to Spencer.

X

"Helping you with English homework, really? You're way better at English than I am," Emily teased as she walked into Alison's room after she let herself in the house. Ali loved seeing Emily like this, freshly showered with no make up on. The brunette had come straight from practice at the demands of Ali's insistent texts.

"Maybe you can help me out with something else," Alison said while she went to shut and lock her door as Emily sat down at the blonde's tidy desk.

"Okay but I need to study too," Emily said as she reached into her bag and pulled a book out.

"But Em," Alison said with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes and walking over, "I have a serious problem."

Emily looked up as Alison straddled her lap with a smirk and kissed Emily. "I've been dying to touch my girlfriend all day," she whispered playfully into Emily's ear, and Emily shuddered. Alison had been dancing around that word all week, and it gave Emily butterflies to hear her say it out loud for the first time. "And if I have to wait much longer it won't be pretty."

"Thhaat sounds nice," Emily stuttered, caught off guard and completely turned on in a second. They hadn't been physical since that night aside from little lingering kisses and teasing touches. Emily was too scared to push Alison now that she knew the new secrets and she herself didn't want to go too fast. Alison loved the consideration, really, but her sex drive was going crazy.

"Does it feel nice?" Ali whispered as she let her fingers trace Emily's collarbone before dipping into the swimmer's low v-neck.

"Uh huh," Emily piped up embarrassed at how nervous the blonde could make her. Sometimes she had bursts of confidence with the blonde but at others she felt like she was 15 again with the biggest secret crush.

"Remember you said there were things you wanted me to do to you?" Alison purred in a low sensual voice as her fingers teased Emily and just barely slipped into her bra and back out.

Emily nodded furiously, afraid to speak because she didn't trust herself to not stutter and fall all over her words. It was one thing before to impulsively jump Ali multiple times when she was unsure about everything but now Alison was dating her, officially, even if secretly. Alison was all hers - so completely hers - and Emily was the only object of her desires. With all the new emotions and truths, Emily felt like a nervous little kid.

"What exactly were some of those dirty, dirty thoughts you had?" Alison whispered in her ear before kissing the spot behind it that made Emily reflexively twitch and grab onto Ali's hips.

"Um," Emily said, her thoughts all jumbled as she focused on Alison who pulled her to her feet and shoved her onto the bed.

Alison kneeled on either side of Emily and pushed her swimmer back until she was fully on the mattress. She leaned down to kiss Emily as she held herself up on all fours. She teased the brunette by capturing her bottom lip between her teeth and sucking before kissing down her jaw to her pressure point before she sucked and took her sweet time listening to Emily whimper beneath her.

The swimmer felt paralyzed and completely entranced as she felt lips leave her neck and watched the blonde sit up, her pelvis on Emily's stomach. Alison smirked at Emily as she crossed her arms, grabbed her shirt, and pulled it up and over herself and threw it to the other side of the room.

"Ali-"

"Yeah yeah Em, I know, take it slow," Ali fake grumbled with a twinkle in her eye that let Emily know she was okay with that.

"That's why this," she said pointing to her bra, "is staying on."

She winked as Emily cursed herself internally, forgetting for a moment why exactly they were taking this slow. Her core was throbbing and Alison wriggled against her stomach playfully, her too-short-shorts riding up.

"Tease," Emily mumbled as she pulled Alison down so that they were face to face, Alison's blonde locks cascading around her.

"Would you have me any other way?" Alison breathed before Emily put her hand on the back of Ali's head and gently brought her lips down to meet her own.

"Never," Emily replied before kissing Alison senselessly once more. When they broke apart, both their lips swollen and bruised, they smiled at each other.

"I'm gonna go check on Spencer then hop in the shower," Ali said with a smirk at the end.

"Right now?" Emily asked wanting to cuddle some.

"Hey, I am all for taking this slow," she said as she got up towards the door and pointed between the two of them. "But, you may or may not be dating a nympho who needs to go get her fix in the shower or I'll be very, very unpleasant."

Emily rolled her eyes playfully as Ali winked and opened the door. It was Emily's turn to smirk.

"Oh Ali," she called in a singsong voice as noticed an object lying discarded on the floor by the bed.

"Yes?" the blonde replied stopping to turn around. She narrowed her eyes at Emily's big smirk.

"You forgot your shirt."