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I'm surprised a few of you don't expect them to kiss yet. I should have left it for chapter forty or something. ;)

And I like how some of you are guessing what's gonna happen. Fortunately, they're not really what I had in mind. So, phew. But I'd still like to hear your predictions.

Thanks to dourememberthat for pming me and getting me to hurry up.

I'm shitting myself over this chapter, don't know how well it'll be received given the length and scenes about to happen. I've read a couple of great fics and I'm kind of jealous of the writing style and second guessing mine.

And sorry if I hadn't nailed James' (aka Cook) accent, it's way outta my capabilities.

Let's turn the temperature up just a couple of degrees yeah?

Chapter Eight – Seven Wonders

Emily

Big trouble, losing control. Primary resistance a critical low. On the double gotta get a hold. Point of no return one second to go.

As I saw Naomi gently close her eyes and inched her head closer, my brain automatically shut down.

No response on any level, red alert this vessel's under siege. Total overload. All system's down. They've got control, there's no way out. We are surrounded. Give in. Give in. And relish every minute of it.

Relish every minute of it. My brain had stopped thinking but every fiber of me was awakened and alert. I was bursting with feeling every feeling and touch from Naomi; her warm hands on my waist, my hands around her neck; my lap overlaping hers; the shimmering air between us; the impending feel of her lips against mine.

I had waited for this moment for a very, very long time. I think the small want of it started when I had the first tutoring lesson with her and when we were in the shelter taking cover from the rain. Then it grew to a bigger want when I almost hit her lips as she snuck up behind me and intensified when she give me the smallest of kisses at the hallway.

Today she turned up before midnight, clutching a squashed muffin and tried to celebrate my birthday after knowing about it. I wanted to kiss her when she held the muffin with the lit candle and refused to sing me a birthday song. I wanted to kiss her when we ate the muffin together and how she kept looking at me. Now the want of kissing her is roaring in my lungs as she hugged me and asked if it was okay. Was what okay? I had no idea what she was referring to but I nodded. Her eyes flicked to my lips and I knew what was going to happen. Unless I stopped it.

But why would I? I have been waiting for this for months or maybe even years of suppressed want. But a little part of me is just screaming with uncertainty. What is Naomi really feeling? It's quite obvious she does like me a bit, maybe a whole lot, but what about her girlfriend or what's going to happen between us.

I braced myself for this moment. You know the kind of awareness your body goes into when you've been waiting your whole life for this thing to happen and now it's going to happen. I was determined to feel everything. Everything that I wanted to feel, that I thought I would feel, that I know I would feel.

I licked my lips and slammed my eyes shut. Naomi's lips met mine gently. My mind exploded at the contact and how soft they felt. Then she pressed her lips a little firmer but not in the intrusive way. If my mind was trying to collect the exploded brain fragments in it's arms to piece them together, the pieces probably fell out of its arms in a frenzy again. My mind was a wreck and my heart was pumping too much blood into my head. I heard her take a deep breath as she kissed me.

And everything I knew I would feel came. A tingling sensation surged through my body right up to my fingertips and down to my feet. A certain voltage of electricity was coursing through my veins and erupting in little bursts of static as I felt her hands grip me a little tighter at the waist. I could feel her lips through my closed eyes; I could see them with the skin of my lips. I felt the tip of her nose gently graze against mine as she pulled away. I felt everything that I wanted to feel. I liked it; I wanted more. I slowly opened my eyes.

"Happy birthday Emily." Naomi said softly, looking with me through her luscious eyelashes.

It was just a chaste kiss with no questions or promises. Just a simple birthday kiss but the subtext says that she liked me but that was all she could manage for now. It was subtle, unsaid, half-finished.

"Thank you." I managed to croak out a whisper. I can't trust any form of speech right now. I just kissed Naomi Campbell. You don't know how hard it is to wrap that around my head.

Aware that my arms were still around her neck, I slowly slid them away noting how she stiffened a little and also released her grip on my waist. We increased the distance between us and I removed myself unwillingly from her lap.

She was quietly looking at me. I was hiding behind my hair trying not to blush. I don't know why I was blushing but I do that a lot especially when she's looking at me like that. There were so many questions I was dying to ask, questions that I think her eyes were asking as she looked at me. I don't know how to or dare to and I know she felt the same. But we know about this between us.

I touched my lips with my fingers at the spot she kissed and I thought about it. It was so chaste, yet so beautiful, so much more than anything that I had felt or had in the world – and so life changing.

"You know, this is my first – I'd never – you know…" I said, when I finally found my steady voice and shyly took a peek at her.

"Your first with a girl." She stated quietly.

I nodded my head then shook my head, "No, I meant my first – with anyone."

"Oh." Naomi's mouth had formed into a small o; her eyes were a little stunned, "Not even with a boy?"

I shook my head again, this time feeling very embarrassed. I had a huge lack of experience and oh shit, what if that kiss just now sucked for her. I mean, I'm inexperienced and all right.

"Not even those six grade sloppy kisses with immature boys?" She added.

I hid my face between my knees, "No!" I wanted to dig a hole right here, right now and bury myself from this embarrassment. I heard Naomi chuckling lightly beside me and I wanted to – kiss her to make her shut up! I felt her scoot closer to me and tug my arm.

"Emily," she called my name. I secretly love it when she says my name; it's like her attention is all on me when she says it. I lifted and tilted my head to the side as a response and found her smiling back at me, not without a cheeky glint in her eye, "In that case, I'm very honored to be the first."

And I want you to be my second and third and fourth and forevermore. But I couldn't say that out.

Before I knew what was happening to me, Naomi leaned forward and quickly pressed her lips to mine again and pulled back. I got a terrible jolt from that; the feeling of her lips on mine again. I did not expect that, ever, not even in the remotest future. Who was I kidding, I wanted it but I didn't think it'd be that soon. It was too quick, too fast.

"And I'm your second too." She winked at me and turned to rummage her bag.

I could feel my whole body and face heating up and my heart frantically thumping away. Don't you see that these kisses mean a lot to me? Just what are you doing to me Naomi? What is this between us? Do you even like me? Or are you just toying with me? Because you're just leading me on and confusing the fuck out of me.

"Beer to celebrate?" She held out a can in front of me.

"Thanks." I cracked it open and took a few huge gulps. I needed some liquid courage. I think I might need it to ask questions that I wouldn't ever dare to ask.

"Woah easy there little tiger." She placed her palm on my back and soothed me as I started to splutter when the gas from the beer suddenly surged up my throat. Her touch didn't help. In fact, it seemed to ignite my body. Heat generated from the part where she has her palm on transmitted itself through my flesh, through my bones, to my organs and settled down at the hollow base of my stomach. She was so close to me now but her hand was no longer rubbing circles on my back, it was playing with my hair, all a little too lovingly. I should just jump on her, snog her till she sees stars, ask her the multitude of questions in my mind and blame it on the alcohol.

I didn't, because I was too scared to make any kind of move. I was scared whatever I did next would be a mistake. After all, after Naomi kissed me, she kind of meant it as a birthday kiss. Maybe that was just it, that I was just over thinking things, that Naomi was just a touchy kind of person that kisses random girls and it didn't mean a thing to her. My heart just sank at the last thought of being a random to her. If this was all true, I was setting myself up for a huge and painful fall, and it's going to hurt like hell.

"Hey anything wrong? You seem a little quiet." Naomi asked.

Could she be that sensitive to my reactions? I didn't think there was supposed to such a connection or telepathy between people in the world but Naomi's proving me wrong. It's like she feels what I'm thinking or reading well into my body language. Well she got this right but she missed all the signs that point to the part that I do really like her a whole fucking lot.

I shook my head, "No. I'm just thinking about today. This. You being here and all. It's nice." Fuck it, just go for it and ask the questions. You need to know this. "Naomi, I – "

Suddenly my phone rang, cutting through the still air of the night and effectively cutting off my unfinished sentence. I quickly dug it out from my pocket and glared at the screen that was just too bright for my eyes that had adjusted to the dark. My mom was calling. What does she want now for fuck sake.

"Sorry," I muttered to Naomi and answered it. "Hi mom. I'm out with… my friend." I glanced at Naomi who had taken to silently sipping her beer and looking out into nothing. "No it's a girl,"I rolled my eyes at Naomi as she smirked at me. "Yes alright I'll be back soon," I huffed and hung up the call.

"Annoying, overprotective parents that are afraid you'll be kidnapped by some bloke?" She teased me.

"Afraid so. Though they've no idea you're probably more dangerous than a bloke," I joked.

"What's that supposed to mean!" She poked me on my side again and I squirmed away from her. It means no bloke can get in my pants, only you can. Shit shit shit that wasn't supposed to come from my head. Though the thought of Naomi getting into my pants sent an unconscious delicious shiver down my spine. I've done it; I've mentally and emotionally crossed the line. I think I want Naomi.

"Come on let's get you back soon, you're all shivery and cold now." Naomi gulped on her beer and I followed suit.

I got back onto her passenger seat and wrapped my arms around her as she pedaled me home, talking and slowly pedaling this time like it was intentional, like she didn't want to bring me back too fast. I relished that. I relished every minute I was with her, then and now.

Whatever I was going to ask just then could wait. For a bit.

I was lazing on my bed at night, not think about anything much. Well just thinking a little, about certain things, when my phone buzzed, indicating a text. I turned over to my side and clutched my phone, opening the text excitedly when I saw it was from Naomi. My heart always plays hopscotch in my chest when I see a text from Naomi. It's just a natural reaction all the time.

Hey
Are you free tomorrow night?
We're having a get together at Effy's
I'd like you to come – Naomi

I smiled brightly into my phone like a lunatic. She wants me to come. She's asking me to come and not asking me if I'd like to come. I was about to reply when I noticed she was typing again.

You can bring your gang here too – Naomi

I exhaled a small laugh from my nose. It seems as though Naomi realised she was too forward in asking me to come and tried to cover it up by inviting my friends too.

Yes I'm free
I'll come :)
With my friends too – Emily

Great! See you then :D – Naomi

I wanted to ask her something else too.

Is Angela going to be there too? – Emily

Oh please, I hope she wouldn't!

Nope
Friends only
;) – Naomi

I breathed a sign of relief but can't help feeling a little deflated at that 'friends' word she used on me. Yeah I know there isn't anything between us and I shouldn't be feeling sad at that at all. It's not rational to even feel that way. But I know, I know there's something more between us even though we are scared or unwilling to approach it. I can feel it when she looks at me or touches me. There's this vibe I get from her, like she's dancing tantalizingly close to me and afraid to touch, and I'm doing the same right back.

You can bring Katie if you want – Naomi

I chuckled at the thought of Katie agreeing to go.

I'll ask her
See you :) – Emily

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I can't believe it, Katie decided to come. At first she was like screaming 'No' when I said Naomi invited her but changed her mind when she realised Cook and Freddie would be there. Then she asked me if they were seeing anyone. I said I didn't know but I don't think they are but I thought she had Danny. She replied me with the why-settle-for-one-when-there's-a-whole-sea-of-them speech. I had no comeback to that; she was the expert in that area, not me.

"We can have one each for ourselves yeah." She said while applying her, I'm assuming here, finishing touches to her makeup, "I'll take Cook; he looks fit as fuck. You can have Freddie, I think he likes you."

I rolled my eyes thinking how the fuck she can come to such a conclusion in her head. I'm not interested in any guy. Only one person has got all my attention. Only one girl. "Whatever, can you hurry up? It's a get together not a matchmaking session for fuck sake!" I huffed in annoyance.

I was dressed ages ago in a simple skirt and sleeveless top that I would be wearing a jacket over when we walked there. I had just minimal makeup on, a bit of eyeliner and blusher. I'm never the one overdoing the makeup. Katie was wearing a tight dress, nothing new here, a huge necklace, earrings and bangles for accessories. I bet she's going to wear her stilettos. Oh god why did I ask her, I could've just lied and said she didn't want to come.

"Alright keep your vagina on, I'm almost done." Katie put down her brush, sprayed a few pumps of perfume on her skin and proceeded out of the room.

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We met up with JJ, Panda and Thomas along the way and walked up to Effy's house. I was suddenly feeling nervous. All of us had never hung out together; that one time during the basketball match was different. I was coming to school with Katie when I met the JJ and the rest. We all then met Cook along the way and he invited us to all sit together. Cook's a really nice guy once I got to know him. He stopped trying to hit on me and actually asked me more about myself and at the same time praising his best friend Naomi. He kept going on about how great a friend she was to him. Not that I minded, I'd love to hear anything about Naomi. But JJ, Panda and Thomas never really talked to Cook's friends. I'm afraid it'll just be awkward silences and feeble attempts of making conversation. I'm sure anyone will know how that feels at one point in their life.

"Hurry up I'm feeling fucking cold already." Katie marched up to the front door, her heels resounding on the pavement and pressed the bell.

"Yeah who asked you to only bring a scarf." I mumbled to myself and heard JJ chucking lightly beside me.

The door opened after a short wait and Effy appeared. She looked, her eyes flitting over the bunch of us and settling on Katie who was right in front, and gave her a once over from head to toe. No 'hello' or 'welcome in' but a tiny smirk had materialized on her lips. All this happened in like three seconds.

Someone else behind Effy came into my view, "Oh hey! Emily! You're here!"

That was Naomi, her voice all bright and cheery, emitting a warmth that settled on my bones despite the chilly night. Every part of me celebrated at the sight of Naomi. I know I've seen her only yesterday when I helped her out for another session of math tutoring but it just feels – long, you know, like I miss not being able to see her. It's bad.

"Are you letting us in or what, it's fucking cold out here?" Katie interrupted.

"Eff, why the fuck aren't you letting them in? It's cold outside. Let me prepare a drink for you Em." Naomi disappeared and I swear Effy's smirk elongated.

"Thanks for inviting us." I said to her as I kicked off my shoes and made my way in after Katie. I heard the rest behind me mumbling their greetings and thanks.

"Keep close to me Emily, don't let the lezza get her hands on you."

"Can you just shut the fuck up!" I whispered harshly.

I walked in and saw Cook and Freddie sprawled out on the rugs on the floor, apparently talking and drinking something that looks like alcohol.

"Emily!" Cook shouted, "Yer made it! An' fock me Katiekins yer lookin' pretty hot. Can I get me sum twin action today? OW!"

Two people hit Cook at the same time. Naomi smacked him on the head with her unoccupied hand that was not pouring drinks and Freddie swatted Cook's stomach with his backhand. I smirked silently and delighted at how Naomi's always being this protective over me when Cook starts mentioning about getting me into a threesome. Maybe she's just protecting me as a friend, or maybe she just wants me all for herself. I'd like the latter more. Katie looked like she was torn between disgust and amusement.

"Oh erm, my friends." I introduced them.

"Jonah Jeremiah Jones, but you can call me JJ." JJ said and gave a wave.

"I'm Pandora but you can call me Panda." She bounced on her feet and waved frantically.

"Hi I'm Thomas, very nice to meet you all." Thomas smiled pleasantly at them.

I started to remove my jacket as it was getting warm and draped it over the arm of the sofa and I saw Naomi looking, no – staring at me mid-pour, her mouth slightly agape. Wait am I sure she's looking at me? I slowly turned my head to look behind me and there was no one. When I turned back, Naomi was looking a little flustered and floundering with the glasses and bottles on the table. Was Naomi just staring at me? I find that really hard to comprehend. I wasn't exactly dressed up. I think my clothes might have looked ugly if I managed to get Katie's hint along the way. Oh shit she's coming to me!

"Drink?" Naomi held out the glass, "I promise you it's a little strong, fuck knows what James threw in there."

"Thanks." I took the glass from her and of course our fingers brushed, what do you expect? My fingers volunteered to brush against hers. I can't stop them. They already have a mind of their own now.

"You look nice today." She looked at me and bit her lip. Oh god she always looks sexy with that lip bite, and to think those lips were on mine before. Twice.

"You're kidding, it's nothing. Not like Katie anyway. You're looking pretty good yourself."

She snorted a laugh, "No I don't, my hair's in a mess and I'm wearing some old stuff. This is a get together anyway, not some matchmaking session." She glanced around the room and her eyes settled on Katie talking animatedly to Cook.

Naomi's hair was indeed in a disheveled mess, a beautiful mess. Her hair seemed to fall in a messy conformity on her shoulders, still looking so soft and resplendent. She was in a huge, oversized white t-shirt and a short flowy skirt. I hardly ever see Naomi in a skirt because she's always in her basketball shorts or jeans but damn her legs look even better in a skirt, like they can go on for miles. Her calves were well toned and her knees were constellated with faded scars. She looked pretty, no – beautiful in a skirt. She was imperfectly perfect to me.

"That's what I told her too, you know Katie, always to the nines." I chuckled. "Seem like they're all getting along very well together."

Surprisingly they were. Freddie was talking to JJ and Effy was actually listening to Panda talk and gesture in the only way that made Panda unique. It was all rather fucking awesome.

"Should we join them?" Naomi tilted her head and asked.

I seriously didn't want to. I wanted Naomi all to myself, to hang out just with her, but this is after all a gathering. "Okay," I simply said.

Naomi took my hand, I almost dropped the glass I was holding in my other, and led me back to the group. I had come to notice that our hands fitted perfectly together. I think I'm being irrationally bias here but all I can think of is how nicely mine fits into hers. We didn't lace our fingers or anything but hers just encased mine, perfectly; I love how slim and strong her fingers feel. And I love how naturally and comfortable she is when it comes to holding my hand. I could hold her hand forever.

"Everyone sit in a circle!" Cook called out, "Yeh you too Katiekins." I hid a smile as Naomi sniggered as Katie pouted and attempted to gracefully sit on the floor in that tight skirt of hers.

"Come sit with me Emily!" Katie gestured to me. I threw her a frown and shook my head. This must be one of her attempts to "shield" me from Naomi.

"Emily come sit next tuh ol' Cookie here. Gotta spread an' mix yer al' about." He patted the floor to his right while Katiie was flanked to his left.

I had no choice but to move, upset that I couldn't be within reaching distance of Naomi. Imagine, if we sat around in a tight circle, there would be so many opportunities to accidentally touch her. Sigh. Katie looked annoyed that Cook got me to sit next to him too; obviously she thought she could have him all to herself. Naomi looked grouchy and was shooting daggers to an oblivious Cook.

So this is how the circle goes. Freddie was to my right, then JJ, Naomi, Thomas, Panda, Effy, Katie and ending with Cook to my left.

Cook plonked down a huge bottle of vodka, shot glasses and a stack of cards. Uh oh, seems like everything to do with Cook involves alcohol and gambling.

"Soooo, we gonna play a game called Indian Poker tuh loosen everyone of yer. Easy peasy." He shuffled the cards and dealt a card faced down for each of us. "We put tuh our card on our foreheads like ah fockin' Indian feather," he demonstrated, "So I can't see me own card 'ere but I can see yers. Ace is tuh lowest number, king's the highest. The one wif tuh lowest number drinks a shot. We can haf only one chance tuh change our card if we fink it's too low."

"And how do we think it's too low if we can't see our card?" Katie asked incredulously.

"Why Katiekins, then yer haf tuh decide from wot we tell yer." He grinned, "We play a round fer warm up. Put yer cards on yer head."

Everyone scrambled to hold our cards ridiculously on our head.

"Oooh!" Panda spluttered excitedly as she saw our cards, "Emsy you've got – "

"Panda!" Naomi cut in loudly, "You're not supposed to reveal the cards of others."

I did a quick glance around. Katie had seven of spades; Effy had seven of diamonds; Panda had queen of hearts, totally safe; Thomas had nine of hearts; Naomi had eight of spades, not in any danger; JJ had ten of diamonds and Freddie had six of clubs. I turned to Cook who was grinning. He had the ace of spades. He has the lowest card, means he loses!

"Alwite, now change yer cards if yer wan' tuh. I'm changin' mine." He placed the card face down back on the floor, grabbed another card from the deck and placed it on his head. How did he know his card was the lowest! His second card was four of hearts, still smaller than Freddie's six of clubs. It means he still loses.

"Aw Emily, yer sure yer don' wanna change yuh card?" Cook asked.

Oh I forgot to worry about mine! "Really?" I gulped, unsure. Katie frowned at me but didn't say a word. I looked at Naomi who was biting her lip and staring at the card on my head.

"Emily!" Panda squealed and Naomi shushed her. I was starting to panic, oh for fuck sake, it's just a game! Why am I taking it so seriously?

"Yeah you should – erm – change." Naomi said, I noticed a twinkle in her eye.

"Alright." I put my card down, reached for the deck and placed another one on my head.

"Much better little red!" Cook exclaimed and Naomi nodded. Effy displayed the tiniest of smirks; Panda turned red from trying not to blabber anything.

"Anymore changes?" Cook asked around.

Effy changed her card and got a jack of hearts. That was about it.

"Alwite, reveal yer cards!"

All of us placed our cards upwards. Oh fuck I had three of diamonds! Lower than Cook's four of hearts!

Cook reached over and opened both his old card and mine. Double fuck, I actually had a king of spades! What the fuck! Why did they make me change my card!

Cook groaned loudly, "Fockin' hell, I almos' had tuh lowes' card!"

"Why!" I stared at Naomi, who was starting to laugh at my confused face.

"Emily, this is a game of bluff. All of us are trying to sabotage each other with luck to get the lowest card. Losers drink up. That's what we're aiming for anyway, to get fucked with alcohol." Naomi explained to me while smiling mischievously.

I was torn between wanting to be mad and smiling. I was a slow turtle. I couldn't be mad, not over this silly game and especially not when Naomi was adorably laughing with the rest.

"Alright then, hand it over!" I gestured for the shot.

Cook poured me a full shot glass, right up to the brim. I brought it carefully to my mouth and downed it in one go to cheers and hoots, "You'll pay for this Campbell!"

"What!" She laughed loudly. Oh her delicious uninhibited laughter. "I'm not the only guilty one here!"

We played a good many rounds and everyone steadily become drunk. Cook was quite dismayed at his inability to draw a low card while JJ had the worst luck, drawing or changing to a low card. At first he took a couple of shots but he couldn't hold much alcohol so Naomi stepped in and took his subsequent losses on top of hers. I thought it was really nice of her to drink on JJ's behalf but I realise all of them are actually quite determined to get fucked tonight.

We got bored once the fun of the game had worn off. Cook grabbed a few packs of beers from the kitchen and we all sat around and talked. Even Katie seemed to loosen up and was enjoying herself.

Somehow Naomi had made her way to sit beside me. I'm glad she was the one that made the move, that she wanted to sit beside me and I secretly hoped that she couldn't resist being away from me. I could see she was a little drunk, having had at least five shots and drinking a beer now. She had a cute lopsided smile on as she squinted and talked to me, laughing loudly at jokes Cook was making and always accidentally giving me little touches on my shoulder and knee. I must be getting a little buzzed myself because every time some part of our skin came into contact, a numb tingle spread from the point of contact through my body.

All sorts of thoughts started to run amok in my head, especially reminiscing how Naomi's lips felt on mine as I stared at hers and how it would be perfect if she had her lips on mine now. Or how her hair would feel in my hands, or how the skin on her cheek would feel if I cupped her face. And how her eyes that looked so beautiful and clear in the morning sun were slightly dilated as they're looking back at me and I'm thinking that if we kissed again, the freckles in our eyes would be perfectly aligned.

I looked away bashfully, realising I was staring at her again and she was staring back at me. I could never hold such moments with her; I'd always be the first to look away, like all her beauty was too much to bear and I'll combust if I didn't. It's all the alcohol now; I'm feeling like this because of the alcohol.

"Oooh guys!" Panda suddenly squealed, "Do you want to play a game? I have an awesome game. It's pretty fun if some of you participate! You know, the more the merrier!"

"Wot is dis game abou' Pandapops?" Cook asked.

"It's called seven wonders of the world. Nothing to do with the actual seven wonders. It's something like twister, only there's no paper and we don't put our hands on the floor but we put our hands on each other instead – not really on each other but on the parts they're told to and they gotta leave it there until the seven actions are up." Panda explained in a burst of words. I wondered if anyone understood that. I didn't.

"Sounds fockin' fun, whad'ya say guys?" Everyone nodded or shrugged a yes. Apparently they seemed to get the game. Knowing Panda, this should be a pretty wild one.

"Whizzer! I'll need four volunteers!"

"Just four? What are the rest supposed to do?" Naomi asked.

"The non-volunteers actually have the most fun, that's what I think, but you can volunteer to play!"

"Okay fuck it, I'll volunteer!" Naomi announced.

"You're sure?" I asked.

"Yeah why not, someone's gotta do it." She smiled back at me. One of the things I love about Naomi is how enthusiastic she can be.

"I'll do it." JJ also volunteered and everyone cheered.

"Cookie you wanna play?" Panda asked.

He winked at her, "Naw… like yuh said, non-volunteers haf de most fun. Katiekins yer, wanna join ol' Naomi up there?"

"No! I don't wanna be – I mean I – I'm good, someone else can do it." I glared at her, fully aware that she didn't want to be near Naomi in any way.

"I'll do it then." I spoke up and Katie frowned at me.

"Yeah me too." Freddie also volunteered.

"Whizzer!" Panda shouted, "You four get to the front!"

We all stumbled up in front of them and stood near JJ. I assumed we're going to partner the opposite sex, that's how most games go.

"No Emzy you're with Naomi and JJ with Freddie."

"What? Why?"

"Can't let the girls get taken advantage of the guys right? Naomi's your partner."

I slowly shifted myself to Naomi, standing a little apart from her and wishing I hadn't volunteered in the spur of the moment. Than I remembered Panda's words – something like twister – hands on each other and I mentally passed out. It was a torture not being allowed to touch Naomi in the ways I wanted to, like holding her hand and stuff but I think it's even more torturous if I'm made to, maybe hold her hand or have my hands all over her in front of the perfect view of half dozen other pairs of eyes and pretend like I didn't care for it. And worse, there's alcohol in all our veins. I don't know how much self-control I have.

I stole a peek at Naomi and found her biting her lip and looking nervous. Her hands were folded behind her back like she was trying to keep them to herself as long as possible. She looked at me and gave a bewildered shrug and I returned with a nervous smile. Oh god this is going to feel so awkward!

Panda started the game, "Name yourselves Person A and Person B."

Naomi and JJ were Person A; Freddie and I were Person B.

"So when I say, Person A's right foot on Person B's right foot, you've to put it there and leave it – no no! Just an example! That's way to easy." Uh-oh I don't like the sound of that.

It feels very strange to be standing in front of them in a cramped living room playing twister. It all seemed too innocent till now. I was getting jittery. The alcohol was starting to take effect.

"Okay first action! Person A's left hand on Person B's right breast."

WHAT? Every part of me froze and my eyes shot open and found Naomi's ones staring at me in a similar way. Apparently no one thought Panda meant putting hands on ANY body part. Now I see why Panda meant that the girls would be taken advantaged of if we were paired with the boys. I don't think I'm comfortable with JJ holding my tit even though we have been friends for a long time, an even bigger no with Freddie. I'd rather Naomi hold it; I'd pick her out of everyone. I would be very, very glad if Naomi holds it.

"Oh yeah Pandapops I'm gonna haf a lot of fun 'ere." Cook hooted and rubbed his hands gleefully. Katie was pursing her lips and keeping really quiet; Effy was wearing that dangerous smirk of hers and that certainly calls for some form of trepidation to begin.

JJ had already placed his hand on Freddie. Nothing too awkward about that and it shouldn't be between Naomi and I right? Right? Yeah I was trying to convince myself that.

Naomi's left hand inched forward slowly and almost shakily. I instinctively held my breath as I saw her fingers flex a little as the base of her palm gently and achingly hovered under the cup of my breast, just barely grazing the material of my top. Induced by the alcohol and awareness of this oncoming action, every nerve in my body suddenly became very sensitive to Naomi's touch. She barely even touched me but I was feeling a whole lot. Her eyes were settling themselves everywhere except my face. I felt heat creeping up my cheeks.

"Oi Naomi, hand on her tit not above!" Cook yelled, making both of us jump. Naomi glared at him.

"I'm sorry." Naomi whispered as her palm made full contact with my breast, still gentle but the pressure had certainly increased by several Pascals. Blood rushed from my heart like an arrow into my head. I had to exert every ounce of self-control to prevent my body from arching at the contact and closing my eyes. Oh. My. God. Naomi is holding my breast. This is like some fantasy come true. My right breast felt like it was on fire. Heat from her palm had permeated through my thin top, through the padding of my bra and spread itself fervently on the skin. A very imperceptible warmth had fallen down to the base of my stomach, and past. I took very slow breaths trying to calm my frantic heart and tried to keep a very nonchalant face. I think I'm failing miserably at that because seriously, you can't really expect me to act like Naomi palming my tit is a natural thing. I couldn't look Naomi in the eye, or anyone else in fact.

I gave a very insignificant shake of my head as a response. My body was numb. All my sensors had decided to focus on the only contact on me.

Six more actions.

"Katie your turn." Panda said.

Katie pondered a bit, staring intently at Naomi and I, "B's left hand on A's left foot."

"BORING." Cook yelled and Katie shrugged.

Thankfully I knew Katie isn't going to give me too much trouble. I can't imagine what's going on in her mind, seeing Naomi's hand on my breast.

I bent down and placed my left hand on top of Naomi's left foot. It was an awkward position as we were both half stooping.

"Should we just sit on the floor? It may be easier." I asked Naomi.

"Yeah good idea." And we slowly sat down, her hand and mine still on each other. I gathered my skirt and pushed them between my thighs trying to look modest. I wished I had worn jeans instead or a pair of shorts underneath! Naomi looked like she was wearing shorts as she wasn't as self conscious as I am.

"Muh turn, let's see. A's right knee on B's left heel."

Okay so this wasn't too bad coming from Cook. Naomi shifted her knee closer to me and I gingerly placed my heel on hers. Naomi was blatantly staring and biting her lip at my foot on her knee. Her eyes were slowing travelling from my foot up to my calf and dragging her gaze up my thigh, to her hand on my breast and up to my eyes. I gulped inaudibly as I saw that her eyes were a shade darker and she was breathing slowly but deeply. Heat was inconspicuously building up in my knickers and I was conscious of that fact. I hadn't imagined being turned on by something like that, by Naomi looking at me like that. It was seriously turning me on.

Suddenly Effy's voice floated in and broke me out of my thoughts, "B's lips on – "

"No fucking lips on any fucking lips!" Naomi cut in and practically shrieked. "Effy I swear I will kill – "

"That wasn't my intention," Effy smirked at both of us and cocked an eyebrow, "B's lips on A's neck."

"Good one Eff!" Cook laughed loudly.

I wished for the hundredth time that I hadn't volunteered. I am going to put my lips to Naomi's neck. Holy fucking shit. My mouth went dry. My head spun. My heart screamed for mercy. I tilted my head and hesitantly brushed my lips on the left side of Naomi's neck, just over the bend of her shoulder. My body gave an involuntary shudder when my nose caught a whiff of her scent on her skin. I saw Naomi gulping, her larynx moving almost frantically. I felt her grip my breast harder and a new wave of heat rushed onto my knickers. Oh fuck, I'm getting very wet.

"Don't you think this is getting out of hand?" Katie suddenly spoke up.

"Why wud it be Katiekins? Look at Freds and Jay, they're alwrite innit?"

From out of the corner of my eye, I saw JJ and Freddie laughing and Freddie swatted JJ's head. They were having fun. No tension or awkwardness or anything. The tension here on the other hand was stretched and reaching it's tearing point. I think I might jump on Naomi if we were alone. I was breathing a little heavily out of my nose; my breath coming out in short bursts. Naomi was completely still but the pressure of her hand hadn't relinquished. I couldn't see her eyes; I don't know what she's thinking right now.

"Are you alright?" I breathed the words out quietly to her ear.

My lips on her skin felt her swallow. "Yeah," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

I wasn't. My head was filled with alcohol. I had the girl in my dreams squeezing my breast and I had my lips on her throat. The only thing I can smell right now was all Naomi. My vision was all clouded with Naomi and her soft hair. I was fucking wet and never been so turned on in my life. And they've got three more actions to go.

"A's right wrist on B's right ear." Thomas' voice cut through my thoughts again.

"Nice one Thommo!"

We were already in a really awkward position and the only way for Naomi to reach over to my ear was if I changed the position of my lips to the right side of her neck.

I could have just removed my lips and place it on the other side of her neck but I didn't, I guess I was going to push it since I'm already in this situation. I was living a touchable dream and I'm going to be sure I'd better enjoy it while it lasts.

I dragged my lips, slowly, leisurely, deliberately, heavily across the skin on her throat from her left to her right neck. She took a sharp and loud intake of breath; her chest heaved in steady rhythms. I got the reaction I hoped for. I hoped she was as turned on as I am, that I wasn't just the only one feeling all this, that we both were feeling it together and we were pushing it as daringly and as discretely as we are pretending to. She gripped my breast even harder and I swear my underwear was already saturated with my juices.

"I hope you fuckers are enjoying this." Naomi said sarcastically.

"Aww Naomikins, Emily got yer knickers inna twist already? Freds! Gay Jay! Yer lookin' pretty hawt together too." Cook teased us and Freddie flashed him a finger with his available right hand.

"Two more to go! Let's see what's available." Panda looked at us and pondered. I sure didn't like that cheekiness in her eyes. "B's right heel on… A's back!"

Oh. God. Trust Panda to come up with the most awkward of poses. I'm almost positively sure she was doing it thinking it's for my good as I saw her wink at me.

Still keeping my lips on Naomi's lips, making sure her wrist was still on my ear and gripping her foot with my left hand, I eased out my right leg between us and hooked it around her body and placed my heel on her back. I was putting my weight on my ass while keeping my heel on Naomi's back. It suddenly occurred to me that I'm spreading my legs open and Naomi is just between them. It was a very awkward position but nonetheless still aphrodisiac. A throbbing sensation started right between my thighs. All I desire now is just to get myself off. I'm sure it would take only mere seconds.

They were all laughing at our awkward state, even Freddie and JJ. On the other hand, Naomi and I were rather tensed; we seemed to be in our own world of awkwardness now.

"Oh fuck." I heard Naomi whisper as she shifted her body subtly before me. I heard her breathe loudly through her lips. The alcohol was no longer pressing against my nerves; in fact, I think I'm pretty much sober. Every slight movement, sound, heartbeat or breath was crystal clear.

"Last action," Cook declared. I hoped he wouldn't make it too hard. I don't think I can handle something shocking. "Person A's left foot on B's left thigh."

Okay easy, this is going to be over soon. With my left hand still on Naomi's left foot, I guided her foot and placed it on my left thigh. It wasn't easy, keeping my lips and heel fixed on the respective places. My only available right hand gripped Naomi's waist to keep my balance. By this time, my skirt had ridden far up my thighs and it was only barely covering my very soaked knickers. It was getting uncomfortable; this needed to end soon.

"Alright that's the end!" Panda clapped joyfully while Cook cheered.

I heard Naomi sigh as I removed my lips and we untangled ourselves from each other. She removed her hand from me and I inwardly sighed at the missing contact. I was avoiding Naomi's eyes but I noticed her cheeks were flushed, her lips were slightly apart and she was breathing through them.

"Fuck, I think I need a drink." Naomi muttered and clamoured a little unsteadily to the pack of beers, leaving me by myself.

It was okay, I don't think I could handle being around Naomi for now. I moved to sit beside Katie as she had suggested from the start, thinking that I should increase the distance between Naomi and I. Naomi sat beside Effy who seemed to be looking at Naomi with a smug expression which Naomi just rolled her eyes and drank deeply from her can, ignoring her. A rather strange interaction going on between them that needed no words.

Katie was behaving a little stiffly with me, probably showing that she was displeased with what had happened. I was annoyed because I certainly had no control over that game.

I spent the rest of the night mostly keeping quiet. No one seemed to notice much. Not that I had to participate in everything, I was content just silently listening and watching, but most of all, trying to sit comfortably with my ruined knickers and dwelling on the things that cause that throbbing sensation. My mind started a private movie of its own, playing and replaying the images of Naomi squeezing my breast, my lips on her smooth neck, how she smelt so wonderful and how I had never been so turned on in my life. I noticed Naomi was so majorly silent, interjecting infrequently, but mostly fidgeting, crossing her legs, uncrossing them and hugging them to her chest. I wondered if she was also experiencing what I still am.

I really wanted to know. We definitely were attracted to each other. Every shudder, every gasp, every shakily exhaled breath and every lip bite must have meant something more. I could tell from the way she was occasionally looking at me, lingering on me, pretending to look away yet her eyes are back on me again and I was firing the same looks back at her. I wanted to climb onto her and snog her silly. It was torture.

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We were back at Effy's door, this time saying our goodbyes. No one really said much; I guess we were all tired. I couldn't wait to hit my bed and just get myself some alone time. Naomi jumped on her bicycle, gave us a general wave and pedaled off like she was in a hurry. I was a bit disappointed that she didn't personally come to say goodbye to me. I watched the red blinking taillight of her bicycle disappear into the night and headed off in the other direction with Katie.

We were silent as we walked home, not that I had much to say to her. I rather not speak about whatever that happened tonight. My head was just full of Naomi now. I just want to quietly collate everything I've felt and happened with her and store it as a memory in my head, just in case none of it ever happened again.

When we got home, Katie immediately got into the shower first. Knowing that she'd take a long time, I removed my makeup and lay down on the covers of my bed. I was still feeling uncomfortable in my slightly damp knickers as I remembered how wet I was and the intense throbbing a while ago.

Should I… I hesitated, my hand rested on my stomach. Then I heard the shower just start up and realised I had at least fifteen minutes to myself before Katie finished. That should be just enough.

I quietly slipped my hands under my skirt and tugged my knickers below my hips, not completely removing them and slowly slipped my left hand over the waistband of them, sliding slower till the tip of my index finger met the slippery wetness that was still evidently present. I shifted my left leg a little wider and added the tip of my middle finger to the gentle strokes my other finger was already making on my clit.

I closed my eyes and titled my head back breathing deeply, my mind hurtling back to images of the night. Naomi. Naomi. Naomi.

I wondered if she had felt the same as I did.

A/N: Not quite what you expected? I hope you enjoyed the games they played. I really did play this in real life with my bunch of friends and it was hilarious. A few actions used were what we actually did though I did switch things up. It probably didn't come across as fun here but I tried my best. Just thought I'd like to share it.

Naomi's up next. I wonder what she's doing.