I don't have any homework/better things to do, so I'm just gonna get this update out of the way as my week kicks off. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and has a fantastic PLL Tuesday! I know I've got the finale fever! :)
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Spencer's insides had never been so alive as she stood silently in the elevator with the other girls. The anticipation in her chest sent chills up and down her spine as Emily held her hand gently, not making eye contact or saying anything, just holding her hand as if she would never let go.
Spencer had no idea what to expect from the tan girl that stood by her side. Hell, she didn't even know what Emily expected of her. All she knew was that she wanted Emily. And she was going to have her that night. The elevator doors open and the couple followed a tired Aria and Hanna back to their conjoining rooms. Hanna pulled out her keycard and made a few sloppy tries at unlocking the door before Aria pushed her aside and did it herself. Spencer pushed her and Emily's door open at the same time and they turned to say goodnight to each other.
"What time do you want me to wake everyone up for breakfast?" Spencer asked responsibly, knowing she was probably the only one who would be able to wake herself up at a decent hour the next morning.
Aria looked at Hanna for a suggestion, which was met with a careless shrug from the blonde, whose head ached from her previously consumed alcohol. "Eight is good."
"Okay, I'll text Emma and let her know that we'll meet at the restaurant at ten, then. Okay?" Spencer looked at all three of her best friends and they all nodded. "Awesome, see you guys in the morning."
"Have fun, you two!" Hanna teased quietly, her voice hoarse from the concert.
"Shut up," Aria hissed, pushing Hanna into the hotel room, "Goodnight." Aria gave one last smile before Spencer and Emily, too, retreated into their room for the night.
Emily stepped into the middle of the room and slid her black pea coat off of her toned shoulders, her muscles moving effortlessly as she stretched her long arms above her head and turned to face Spencer, who had just stood and watched Emily for the past thirty seconds. Emily smiled and batted her eyelashes subconsciously as Spencer stepped closer to her girlfriend.
"What a night, huh?" Spencer's voice had dropped to a low, scratchy murmur. One that sent chills up and down Emily's spine as Spencer placed her slender hands on Emily's side, just above the hem of the off-the-shoulder tee shirt she wore. Emily's breathing hitched and she nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat that had arisen out of anxiousness.
"Mhm…" Emily didn't dare move as Spencer slowly ran her hands around Emily's waist and under her shirt, coming to rest on the hot skin of her lower back. Spencer looked at Emily's dark eyes and pressed her lips to Emily's in a way that made Emily jump a little. It was different, as if Spencer was throwing everything she had into it. All too soon, Spencer pulled back a little and reached up with one hand to tuck a lock of Emily's thick hair behind her ear.
Spencer smiled and almost laughed a little, "I love you, so much."
Emily was taken aback by the sudden words from her girlfriend. A shy grin graced Emily's beautiful face as she bit her lip and spoke softly, "I love you, too."
Spencer grinned at the reply and kissed Emily again, their bodies completely flush, heat radiating off each of them onto the other. Emily wrapped her arms around Spencer and stepped forward, backing Spencer towards the bed. Spencer obliged and continued to kiss Emily as they stepped together, with Emily leading, towards the bed. Spencer, however, broke away when the back of her legs hit the mattress. She looked down at her legs before glancing back up at Emily while tugging at the bottom of Emily's shirt.
"Off," Spencer commanded gently. Emily lifted her arms above her head and allowed Spencer to pull it all the way from her lean body, leaving her with a mere black camisole. But Emily didn't let Spencer off with a free-bee, no. Emily reached eagerly for Spencer's cashmere sweater and tugged the stretchy material off Spencer's slight figure. The black bra that Spencer wore underneath made Emily's loins stir as she cupped the back of Spencer's head and kissed her again. Spencer responded with vigor this time and dipped her tongue into Emily's eager mouth. At the same time, Spencer pulled Emily down on top of her as she fell back on the soft mattress. Emily gave a squeal of delight as they rolled over so that Spencer was now on top. Spencer used her arms to prop herself above Emily, her long hair draped around their faces, seemingly masking them from the rest of the room. They made eye contact and couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Hi," Spencer said breathlessly.
"Hi," Emily reached up and cupped the paler girl's cheek, rubbing it with her thumb for a moment.
Spencer craned her head down and nuzzled Emily's neck, kissing it lightly. She could taste the saltiness of the sweat that had developed there at the concert. She inhaled deeply and kissed Emily's soft skin more urgently. Emily sighed as a shiver ran down her body, the slightest contact with Spencer's skin making her body tingle with arousal.
Spencer felt like she was doing the right thing, so she continued on, placing kisses across Emily's jaw and down the middle of her neck. Emily pressed her body upward into Spencer's as the skinny brunette pressed her lips in the valley of Emily's breasts. Spencer shifted her weight so that she could use one hand and support her body with the other. She pulled Emily's camisole up as much as she could before sitting back on her knees to let Emily finish taking it off. Spencer smiled when she saw that Emily wasn't wearing a bra, the sight of her girlfriend's bare torso made her heart jump nervously in her chest.
Spencer, feeling guilty, reached behind her back and unclasped her own bra, tossing it aside and letting Emily pull her back down. Spencer was taken by surprise, but quickly recovered and reached one hand up to feel Emily's breast. She felt the silky smooth skin against her palm and the small, hard nipple pressing into her palm as she gave a few light caresses. Emily's breath caught in her throat and she tried to make her breathing sound regular, but Spencer wasn't one to miss the little details. She pulled back and slid her hand down Emily's side, making goosebumps arise as she did so. She looked at Emily, her own breathing becoming erratic and shaky.
Spencer gave Emily a reassuring kiss and started to move onward, but Emily stopped her and suddenly pushed Spencer onto her back. The look in her eyes went from soft to dominant in an instant, and Spencer hadn't prepared herself for what came next. Emily slid down Spencer's toned body and undid the button on her skinny black jeans. Emily's lips moved from the left side of Spencer's hips to the right as she prepared to pull them off. She wanted to tease Spencer just a little, though, so she hooked her fingers in either side of her girlfriend's pants and stopped, looking through her brow up at a flustered Spencer.
"Will you just get on with it, already?" Spencer asked in a breath, her comment easing the heavy sexual tension that lingered between them. Emily giggled and kissed Spencer's stomach as she obliged to the brunette's commands. She pulled Spencer's pants all the way off and didn't waste time repeating her process with the black panties Spencer wore underneath. She kissed around Spencer's thighs before crawling back up the bed towards Spencer's face. Emily now hovered over Spencer with a smile on her lips.
"Happy now?"
Spencer glanced downward and frowned, "Hey, no fair…" She pulled at the waistband of Emily's white, ripped up skinny jeans.
"Oh, right." Emily rolled off the edge of the bed and onto her feet in one swift action. There, she proceeded to slip out of the pants as Spencer watched from a propped up position on the bed. Emily kicked the pants aside as she climbed back over her girlfriend.
"There," Emily said as her lips pressed to Spencer's again.
"You're so sexy," Spencer said between kisses. She heard Emily laugh a little into the kiss.
"Just wait for what's next," Emily said into the side of Spencer's face.
"What are you going to—Oh God!" Spencer moaned when Emily's hand slid down her stomach and came to rest on her hot center.
"Relax, Spence," Emily whispered. Spencer had no idea how Emily expected her to do that. Emily's hand moved in slow, deliberate circles on Spencer's most sensitive region. Spencer rolled her hips a little, as to move closer to her first orgasm. But Emily wouldn't have it. As soon as Spencer started moving, Emily stopped, "Not so fast. Let me," Emily placed a nice, wet kiss on Spencer's lips that willed Spencer to stop then and there. Spencer remained as still as she could as Emily took her away to another world. She closed her eyes as Emily's lips left hers and moved down her sweaty upper body. She looked down and made eye contact with Emily as the swimmer lowered herself between Spencer's legs, her hands resting on the outside of her hips, as to keep her from moving too much.
Spencer writhed with anticipation. She could feel Emily's hot, off beat breathing on her center, which was desperate for relief from the painful arousal she was feeling. Emily kissed the inside of Spencer's thighs, teasing her girlfriend again.
"Emily Fields, I swear to God, if you don't get on with it, so help me, I will-," Emily cut Spencer off by lowering her mouth onto the wetness between Spencer's legs. Spencer gasped and grabbed a fistful of the fluffy comforter on the bed. "Shit!"
Emily sucked and licked in an alternating fashion while Spencer struggled to even breathe. She brought her right hand over to tangle in Emily's smooth, black hair, pressing her head closer into her throbbing core. Emily licked faster and harder when she heard Spencer's deep moans. She could feel Spencer trying to move her hips with Emily's actions, but she only held on tighter as Spencer neared her first orgasm. Spencer's body shook, and just as she was about to release, Emily stopped. Spencer gave a whimper, needing release more than ever.
"Emily," Spencer growled. Emily smiled and leaned down, finally giving Spencer what she required. Spencer's chest shook as her whole body stiffened from the waves of pleasure that overwhelmed her. Her muscles instantly relaxed and her whole body felt like Jell-O on the mattress. Spencer panted as if she had just been playing field hockey, she wiped the sweat from her brow and looked down at Emily, who sat up on her knees and wiped the corners of her mouth off.
"Relaxed yet?" Emily teased. Spencer gave a satisfied, close-lipped grin and nodded, not even giving the effort to lift her head from the pillows. Emily laughed a little and came up to meet Spencer's face. "Good." Emily kissed Spencer and as their tongues met, Spencer could taste herself on her girlfriend's tongue. And she fucking loved it.
Spencer loved the fact that Emily wasn't asking anything of her in return. But Spencer still felt obligated to return the favor, and she wanted to. She wanted to make Emily squirm and writhe on the bed. She wanted to be the only one who could do that. The idea of Samara having seen Emily like this made Spencer's blood boil. To think of the blonde's hands all over Emily as Spencer's were now was enough to make Spencer want to throw up.
She shook the thought from her head and focused on Emily again. As they kissed, Spencer wrapped one arm around Emily's waist and, with their lips still connected, turned Emily onto her back once more. Emily knew what Spencer was preparing to do.
"Spence," Emily cupped Spencer's cheek in her hands as Spencer propped herself above Emily's naked body, "Are you sure you want to do this? If you don't want to it's okay," Emily assured her, not knowing how Spencer felt about going down on her for the first time, about going down on anyone for the first time.
"I want to, Em. I really want to. I'm just nervous, is all. I'm sorry if I'm not, you know…good at it or anything." Spencer tucked a strand of her own hair behind her ear and out of her flushed face.
"I'll be happy no matter what," Emily said sweetly.
Spencer moved down and positioned her head between Emily's legs. Her heart was beating out of her chest as she licked her lips in anticipation. Emily held her breath as Spencer's mouth made contact with her wet core for the first time. Emily jerked beneath her at the sudden contact, and Spencer smiled at the reaction she got from her girlfriend. Feeling more confident in her actions, Spencer focused on matching what Emily had done for her. Emily gave a low sigh, and even thought Emily wasn't one to use profanity a lot, Spencer could have sworn that she heard Emily mutter something along the lines of, "Jesus fucking Christ."
Something else Spencer hadn't prepared for was the taste. Emily had once described the actual taste of a woman's juices, and how it was a little salty and a little sweet at the same time, but she hadn't been able to actually grasp the concept. Emily had chosen her words carefully, and now Spencer knew why. It was a very specific taste, something that didn't resemble anything Spencer had ever tasted. All she knew what that Emily tasted good.
Emily's back arched upward as Spencer kept her steady pace. She tried to do what Emily had done for her, alternating between licking and sucking. And judging by Emily's reaction, she was learning very fast. Spencer felt Emily's body start to tremble beneath her hands and she knew her girlfriend must be getting close. Emily couldn't even make a sound as her body stiffened as she let out a ragged cross between a moan and a scream before her body went limp on the bed. Her chest rose and fell irregularly as Spencer came up to her face and gave her a chaste kiss.
"How was I?"
"You are so good at everything you do."
"I had a good teacher," Spencer joked as they clumsily pulled the sheets out of their neatly made position and over their sweaty, tired bodies. Emily laid her head on Spencer's chest and kissed her neck, cheek, and lips.
"I love you." Emily whispered, her voice raspy and soft.
Spencer kissed Emily's forehead and reached over to turn out the lamp, "I love you too, sweet Emily."
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"Jesus, you look ti-red!" Hanna extended the word to two syllables as she opened the conjoining door between their rooms to greet Spencer. Spencer gave a lazy but content smile and a nod as she walked past Hanna and into the hotel room.
"Morning, Spence!" Aria called from her place on her bed, her pajamas still on and her computer in her lap.
"Where's Em?" Hanna asked curiously, hopping onto her bed as Spencer helped herself to the coffee that Aria had already made.
"Still sleeping. I didn't want to wake her up, she looked to content." Spencer brought her mug up to her lips without putting in any sugar or cream.
"Ugh, how can you just drink that plain?" Hanna scoffed.
Spencer raised her mug up and gave a sarcastic smile, "What can I say? I like my coffee black…like my soul!"
Aria snorted out a laugh without looking up from her computer screen. "I didn't know Emily liked the strong silent type," the brunette joked back, glancing up and grinning at Spencer.
"Oh yeah, she won't settle for anything nicer than a rabid pit bull!" Spencer finally laughed a little at her own joke as the other two broke into smiles as well.
"Well, judging by last night, you aren't so silent, Spence," Hanna said deviously. Spencer's eyes widened and she almost spat out the coffee she had just sipped into her mouth.
"Hanna, how much did you hear?" Spencer asked, her cheeks becoming a deep shade of red with embarrassment.
Hanna shrugged and smiled, "Enough."
"Hanna! Did you really listen in on them?" Aria asked.
"Oh come on Aria! You can't tell me you didn't hear them!"
"Hanna, really? I'm right here," Spencer spoke up.
"What? I'm really happy that you guys took that next step! It's about time, too. The sexual tension between you two is ridiculous!" Hanna defended herself. Spencer sighed and ran a hand through her messy hair.
"Gee, thanks. Now I have the wonderful thought of you playing Peeping Tom during my first time. Thanks," Spencer retorted.
"Sorry, but I couldn't help it! You guys are so freaking cute!"
"Knock knock!" Emily suddenly poked her head through the conjoining door and smiled, also looking tired. Spencer grinned and watched Emily step into the room and shut the door behind her. She had pulled on her favorite pair of loose, grey sweatpants and a soft, off the shoulder polyester-cotton tee shirt, nothing underneath.
"Hey, Em!" Aria waved.
"Morning, sunshine," Hanna giggled.
Spencer set her mug down and pulled Emily in for a kiss. "We didn't wake you, right? I wanted to let you sleep in," Spencer brushed some of Emily's hair from around her face.
"No, I just woke up and couldn't find you, then I heard you guys over here," Emily shrugged, kissing Spencer again.
"Sleep well?" Hanna asked.
"Like a baby," Emily smirked to her girlfriend, who bit her lip and blushed.
"So," Spencer jumped subjects, "I texted Emma and told her to meet us down in the restaurant for brunch at ten, as we planned. It's eight fifteen now, so we should probably all start getting ready. Cause you guys have to have time to shower and everything."
Hanna furrowed her brow, "Aren't you guys gonna shower too? I mean, no offense, but we probably stink pretty bad right now."
"Oh we are," Spencer grinned, "But I just thought we could save water and share. What do you say, Em?" Spencer looked at Emily, whose smile had gotten bigger and bigger throughout the course of Spencer's sentence.
"I say we'll see you guys later!" Emily said, pulling Spencer towards the door. Spencer laughed and followed. Aria and Hanna's mouths just hung open as the duo exited without another word and locked the door behind them.
"What? No fair!" Hanna turned to Aria, "I'm so jealous of their love lives!"
"Why? You have Caleb, and I happen to know that you guys don't spend all your time talking, Hanna," Aria joked.
"Yeah, but they have such a sexy relationship! I want a sexy relationship!"
"I think Caleb's pretty sexy," Aria muttered nonchalantly, receiving a dirty look from Hanna, "But he's all yours! He's not my type. You know that. I love Ezra."
"Whatever. I'm going to go shower…by myself," Hanna hissed, grabbing her hygiene needs and heading into the bathroom.
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"Emma! Evelyn! Over here!" Spencer waved from their half moon booth in the corner of the restaurant. The two girls walked over to the table and slid in next to Spencer on the right side.
"Hey! Great concert last night, eh?" Emma asked, grinning as she picked up a menu.
"I had a great time!" Spencer nodded, nudging Emma's arm playfully.
"Oh my god," Hanna blurted out, "That it not the jacket I think it is!" Hanna was staring at Emma's leather jacket.
"Oh, this? It's the from the new Burberry line. Do you like it?" Emma asked the blonde with a friendly smile.
"Like it? I've been trying to find one for weeks! Where did you get it?" Hanna asked eagerly as she practically drooled over her menu.
"My dad happens to have a client who's wife is a higher-up for Calvin Klein. And they owe us," Emma shrugged with a smirk.
"It's amazing!" Hanna splurged.
"Thanks, I'm glad you like it."
Spencer smiled as she watched her two friends finally get along…really get along.
"I'm always telling Emma how she needs to switch to a fashion design major," Evelyn smiled at her girlfriend.
"It's just a hobby, really," Emma shrugged.
"But you could totally be a designer!" Spencer added encouragingly, "You have great style!"
"Besides, Evelyn is the real artistic talent here. Her paintings always amaze me," Emma said sweetly to the blonde, who leaned into her and held her hand.
"I do what I can," Evelyn laughed a little.
Aria grinned and struck up a conversation with Evelyn about various artists and museums. Meanwhile Hanna, Emma, and Spencer began talking about fashion designers and clothes. And suddenly, Emily felt out of place. Even with Spencer's hand in her own underneath the table, Emily felt like she wasn't needed in the conversation. Emily finally gave Spencer a nudge.
"I'm just going to uh…go to the bathroom," Emily said softly as Emma, Evelyn and Spencer scooted out of the booth to let Emily get up. Emily's sudden quietness didn't go unnoticed by all, though. Hanna looked at Aria before looking up at Emily.
"I'll go with you. I have to go anyway," Hanna stood up and fell into step with Emily as she made a beeline for the restrooms.
"Emily, what's up?" Hanna asked quietly, trying to catch her friend's gaze. Emily didn't reply. She pushed open the bathroom door and strode into the powder room before sitting on the cushioned bench that was up against the wall opposite the mirror. Hanna joined her.
"Em, look at me. What's up?"
Emily looked at Hanna with worry etched into her features, and Hanna knew something was seriously bothering the tan girl.
"Spencer and Emma get along really well, huh?" Emily asked, half to herself, half to Hanna.
"I guess so, but Spencer doesn't look at Emma like she looks at you," Hanna smiled comfortingly, "Spencer loves you so, so much Em."
"But Emma…she's got connections in her family, she's rich, like Spencer is. Spencer's family would love her as a future in-law. Me…well, what have I got? Over protective parents, one of which who is never around, and a swimming scholarship to Danby. Emma is at an Ivy League…she's got it all figured out," Emily talked down on herself. Hanna sighed and cupped Emily's face in her hands.
"Emily Fields, listen to me. Spencer is not the type to date someone because her parents want her to. She dates people who she cares deeply about. And I have never seen her care more deeply for someone like she cares about you, Emily. Trust me, she's not going anywhere." Hanna pulled Emily into a hug and heard Emily let out a sniffle. Hanna pulled back and saw tears on Emily's face. "Why are you crying?"
Emily smiled, "I don't know…I just really appreciate what you said, Han. I love you," Emily hugged her friend again.
"Of course, Em. Love you too," Hanna smiled, wiping Emily's cheeks and smiling.
"Now come on. Why don't we get back out there so you can be with your girlfriend?"
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Finally got this updated! Man, it took forever to write this! Haha, I hope you all liked it!