Emily puffed out her last straining breath as she finished her final crunch. She clocked into the gym a little over an hour ago and worked her ass off every second she was there. There was something about working out that always made the brunette feel better. Having sweat rolling down her forehead, past her red tainted cheeks, and off of her jaw felt cleansing, like the negative energy inside of her was pouring out.
It had been a few days since Emily had spoken to anyone. Spencer was still hotly pissed at Emily for hurting Hanna. Aria was trying her best to stay neutral and support both girls but she couldn't help but to sympathize with Hanna more than Emily, and rightfully so. Hanna was still avoiding Emily even after their run in. And Alison purposely dodged Emily like the brunette was a bullet coming straight for her.
In a sense it was a good thing for Emily so that she could get her thoughts together, but it was also lonely because she truly missed her friends. The five group of girls spent almost all of their time together for the last seven or eight years, even if it wasn't all of them together at once.
Before Emily got into a relationship with Hanna the group was in a natural flow. Alison and Hanna would shop together, Emily and Spencer would go to the gym, Aria and Alison would visit antique shops and search for cool wooden wall pieces for Aria's room, Spencer would drag Hanna to the library, and Emily and Alison were, well.. Emily and Alison.
All the girls knew that Emily had feelings for Alison. Even if it wasn't obvious, Emily accidentally admitted it to the group one night at a sleepover at Hanna's house. Emily was caught in a game of truth or dare and when Spencer dared her to admit who she had feelings for, her drunken brown eyes fell on Alison's empty seat as the blonde was in the bathroom.
Alison didn't have to be there to discover that knowledge, the blonde already a clue that Emily felt something for her. Alison was far from naive, she could read people like they were walking books.
The relationship between Emily and Alison was always charged. Emily couldn't stop looking at Alison's lips and Alison couldn't stop herself from flirting and touching Emily so one day it just happened. Emily leaned into Alison and kissed her softly in the library one afternoon at school. Alison was so stunned when shy Emily did it that she almost didn't even kiss back. After that kiss came a second one at Alison's house in her backyard, and a third one at Emily's house in her bedroom, and a fourth one at Spencer's lake house, and the list went on and on.
The two girls always just seemed to fall at each others lips when they were alone and neither one of them stopped it. The first time things went farther Emily thought she was going to have a heart attack.
Alison had the crazy idea of sneaking off in the middle of the night on her brother's truck to drive to the lake, but of course all it took was Alison batting her crystal blue eyes at the brunette for Emily to easily agree. Alison drove Jason's truck to the lake and parked it on an empty dirt lot that was inches away from the water.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Alison asked, her eyes sparkling from the moon shinning down on the lake. Emily nodded, but she wasn't looking out at the water, she was fixed on the girl in front of her, "yeah."
Alison turned her head to face Emily and a sincere soft smile wiped across of her lips, "I'm really glad you're here with me, Em." The blonde reached out her hand to grab Emily's. "Me too," Emily replied, her voice almost shaky with how intimate the moment was. She couldn't believe that Alison was being this way with her out of all people. Alison DiLaurentis wasn't this kind, sweet soul to everybody, in fact she wasn't like this at all with anyone. Emily was the only exception, and the brunette had noticed. At first Emily thought she was making it all up in her head, but with every kiss and soft touch, the brunette just had a feeling that Alison wasn't just manipulating her.
Alison lifted herself up and slid over from the driver's seat to the passenger's seat, settling on Emily's lap. The blonde sat straddled on the brunette and wrapped her arms around of Emily's neck, "you're really special to me, Em. I want you to know that, okay?"
Emily nodded but her body was stiff, she had never been this close to Alison. When they kissed before, sure they were close, but Alison's body wasn't pressed against Emily's. There was always space between them. But now Alison was on top of Emily, and the brunette didn't want to escape.
"You're so beautiful and once you realize that," Alison started, "you'll be able to have anybody in this world that you want." Emily didn't know what exactly to do, she was stunned. Alison had her at a loss of words and actions.
The brunette kept her eyes locked with Alison's, unable to do anything else. Everything was still and nothing else mattered. The only sound she heard was the slight noise of each girl breathing. Time had stopped and so did the rest of the world except for them.
Alison leaned closer to Emily. The blonde was nervous for the first time. Gone was the overly confident, fierce blonde and there was a timid love struck teenager, sitting in the lap of the girl who made her heart race and her lips tingle.
"Ali," Emily softly whispered just before closing her eyes. It was almost like the word coming from Emily's mouth was all Alison needed to hear to press their lips together, so she did. Alison's hands found her way to the back of Emily's neck and greeted her pink lips with Emily's.
This kiss was different, it wasn't like the previous one's they shared in private. This kiss was deep and full of pouring, raw emotion. Emily's hands easily made their way to Alison's bare thighs, barely under the blonde's skirt.
The swimmer's body felt electric. She had the blonde of her dreams sitting in her lap, holding her head, and kissing her like each kiss would be the last. It was slow, lasting, and connected. Alison's tongue glided against Emily's lip and the brunette granted her permission.
Emily had never used her tongue with Alison, in fact she thought french kissing was disgusting, but with Alison it felt…right. Alison's tongue swept Emily's for the first time and the brunette couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips if she had wanted to.
Alison shifted in Emily's lap when her fingers tangled themselves in the brunette's hair, causing her to softly grind against Emily's lap. Emily's fingers took over for themselves as well and raised higher on Alison's leg.
Before Emily knew it, her hands were so high on Alison's thigh that her thumb accidentally swept the blonde's underwear. Emily pulled her lips from Alison's as her eyes suddenly flew open, "Ali, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—,"
"Em, it's okay," Alison cut, her lips turning into an upward smile. Alison ran her thumb over Emily's bottom lip, "really, it's okay. I want you to." Emily's brown eyes widened as she realized the meaning of the blonde's words.
Alison kissed at the corner of Emily's mouth, "is that okay?"
"I-I don't think I know— what if I don't— I'm not sure—,"
"Emily, look at me," Alison said, bringing her hand down to cup Emily's chin, "it's natural. If you don't know what to do next, I'll lead you. But you'll know what to do when you start, I promise."
Emily didn't want to ask, but the jealously inside of her couldn't keep quiet, "have you done this before?"
"No," Alison replied, "but I can tell you if you're doing it right."
Emily nodded and brought her shaky hands back up Alison's thighs. "You don't have to do this if you're not ready, Em," Alison stated, her eyes soft, filled with genuine concern for girl in front of her.
Alison cupped Emily's face as the blonde allowed her thumb to stroke the brunette's tan cheek, "I only want this if you want this. You don't have to do anything that you don't want to do—,"
"I want to," Emily cut in, "this, with you, this is what I want."
A rush ran through Alison's body. It was a feeling of pure happiness. It wasn't lust, it wasn't only desire, it was love. A feeling of love that Alison had never felt before. It was a feeling of I need you mixed with I want you. It was a feeling of don't let me go. Emily made her feel everything she never thought she would. Emily made her feel weak.
Before Alison could process her thoughts any further, she felt Emily's lips back on hers and fingertips pressing against her upper thigh. Emily led the kiss with every soft movement and allowed her fingers to act natural as Alison said they would.
Emily's lips and fingers felt as if they went into autopilot. Her index finger slipped into the sides of Alison's underwear. Emily had imagined this for a couple of years now. She always imagined being in control of Alison's body and touching her in places that were only reserved for Alison's lovers, but the brunette never thought it would be her.
Emily's right hand crept between Alison's legs and rubbed against her underwear. Emily nearly gasped at what she felt. It was damp. Alison's underwear was wet. It took all of one full second for Emily to realize she had gotten Alison DiLaurentis aroused.
Emily pressed her fingers against Alison's heat through her underwear causing the blonde to moan in Emily's mouth. Emily could have sworn that she was more turned on than Alison. If that was the sound coming from Alison's mouth before Emily got started, the brunette couldn't wait to hear the sound she dreamed of coming from Alison when she started.
Emily dipped one finger into Alison's underwear and felt Alison's body slightly tense in anticipation. Emily glided one finger through Alison's folds and circled her finger slightly. Alison broke the kiss with Emily and the brunette opened her eyes to see expanded blue crystal blue eyes looking back at her.
"Is this okay?" Emily asked. Alison planted her knees into the passengers seat of her brother's truck, straddling Emily's lap with stability that gave Emily perfect access underneath her skirt.
"It's perfect," Alison replied, "I want this." Emily nodded, "me too." The brunette pushed her finger into Alison slowly and a gasp fell from Alison's lips, "Em."
That was the sound that hooked Emily for life. All Emily could do was watch the blonde in her lap close her eyes and grind her hips along Emily's hand as Emily kept her finger pumping inside of Alison.
It was beautiful. The way Alison's mouth was parted just enough to moan and gather short breathes, how her cheeks with flushed pink, how her golden blonde curls shined from the moonlight.. it was a slight Emily would never forget. Or a feeling.
Emily was inside of Alison, feeling her warmth and the brunette couldn't imagine anywhere else in the world she would rather be. Emily started to speed her finger into the blonde as Alison started to fall into grinding rhythm among Emily's hand.
Emily had never done this before, but she knew she wanted to go deeper and faster into the blonde. She wanted to feel more and make Alison feel more. The brunette dipped another finger into Alison.
Alison leaned forward and buried her head into Emily's neck, pressing soft kisses against the skin with every pump Emily make inside of her. Emily could feel Alison's walls tighter around her fingers from adding another inside of her. Emily's entire body was lit under Alison as she felt the blonde kissing against her neck.
"Emily," Alison moaned, her lips brushing Emily's ear. The brunette kissed Alison's cheek as she kept her fingers working digits in the blonde.
For the next few minutes the truck was filled with breathless moans, Emily's name, desperate kisses, and finally moans and gaps of a blonde reaching her climax.
When Alison came down off of her high, Emily left her fingers in Alison as her body relaxed and laid on top of the brunette beneath her. A few silent seconds went by as Alison took the time to catch her breath. Emily could have stayed like that forever.. Alison in her lap, one hand gripping her thigh, two fingers inside of her, and Alison's head leaning on her shoulder, feeling her warm breath against her neck.
Emily pushed herself up from the workout matt and headed to the gym lockers to grab her bag to leave. She knew where she wanted to go.
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Emily pulled up at Alison's house and took a breath before she knocked on the door. A couple of seconds went by before the nervous brunette decided to knock again. She was about to pick up her phone to text Alison when the door opened.
Her heart nearly stopped in her chest when a shirtless Noel Kahn opened the door.