Well hello there! We have passed 200 reviews! What the hell is that all about?! I celebrated last night with a few drinks, well it was my friends birthday, and I was the only one celebrating writing successfully about fictional characters, but still it was a good time. I also celebrated by writing the rest of this chapter. So you may have noticed the rating has changed. We are now in M territory. I think it's still pretty tame really though compared to some weird shit out there. To the guest who asked if I can promise that I'm going to finish this story and update now and then, yeah I can promise that pal. Anyway, on with the show...
Alison couldn't help the spring in her step and the smile on her face as she made her way downstairs that morning. She couldn't even pretend it had nothing to do with the fact that a certain brunette would be arriving in the next hour. Things with her and Emily were going well. Actually they were great. Yes they'd had a few rocky moments, she wasn't exactly thrilled with finding out just how many people knew about them, but they had moved past it. This was the healthiest relationship she'd ever had with anyone. It was the happiest she could ever remember being in her life, and yet it was the biggest secret she had ever kept. She knew that Emily was struggling with that. Part of her wished that it didn't have to be that way, but the alternative scared her more than anything ever had. Emily was everything she had ever looked for in a person. She was kind, smart, funny, incredibly thoughtful and hot as hell. She was also a woman, that was something she hadn't looked for. She'd never even looked at another woman in that way, but Emily honestly turned her on more than anyone she'd ever met. To say she was confused by this was an understatement, but as time went on she had made a decision not to overthink it and just try to be happy with her happiness. How could she expect her family to come to terms with her new relationship though if she didn't even understand it herself? Her family had never shown any signs of homophobia in the past, but something told her that they would be less okay with it when it was one of their own. She was broken out of her thoughts by the sound of her phone alerting her that she had a text.
'Hey it's Hanna, I stole your number from Em's phone hope you don't mind. I would have called but I figured you wouldn't answer an unknown caller. So as I'm sure you know, it's Em's birthday on Saturday. Me and the girls want to take her out for the day and do drinks and karaoke. She said you guys didn't have any plans but I just wanted to check you weren't doing a surprise thing. Let me know, you're more than welcome to come out with us if not. Much love, your future bestie X'
It was Emily's birthday in two days? Why hadn't she told her? The brunette hadn't even given any inclination that it was coming up. Why hadn't she ever asked her when it was? Of course she had a birthday, everyone did, she'd never even thought to ask her about it. What the hell was she going to get her? Realising that she needed to let Hanna know that she didn't have anything planned as she had to spend Saturday at the office with her father, not to mention she didn't even know about it, she quickly messaged her back.
'Hi Hanna, I don't mind you having my number. Just protect it please. I don't have anything planned, you guys should go out and have fun. I have to work so I won't be able to come. The future sounds interesting, Alison X'
She got a reply only seconds later.
'Okay great, sucks that you can't come. Don't fight it Ali D, it will happen. Hanna X'
Laughing at the reply she placed her phone back down and started to rack her brains for ideas of what to get Emily. Money wasn't an object, but she wanted the gift to be thoughtful.
"Morning!" Emily's voice rang out as she entered the kitchen and came over to her handing her a coffee and placing a sweet kiss on her lips.
"Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday?" Ali asked, not even bothering with a proper greeting.
"You never asked." Emily shrugged with a smile, "It's not a big deal."
"Of course it's a big deal, you were born, that's a big deal." Ali replied.
"Well yeah I guess you're right, I am kind of a big deal. I'm just glad you think so too." Emily playfully wiggled her eyebrows as she sipped her coffee.
"You should have told me." Alison remained serious.
"I'm sorry?" Emily pouted, "How'd you find out anyway?"
Alison just looked at her.
"Ah, Hanna." Emily grimaced.
"Yeah, I suppose it helps if my future bestie actually has my number." Alison joked, surprisingly not bothered by the other blondes espionage.
"Well I can tell you now, you will regret saying that." Emily said, closing her eyes and shaking her head.
"Well she seems nice."
"Yeah she does seem that way." Emily warned with a smile.
"Anyway I've told her to take you out with the girls for drinks and karaoke. Can't wait to see the videos of that." Alison mocked.
"Oh there will be no singing from me, there will be no video evidence at all." Emily waved her hands for emphasis.
"Oh don't disappoint me now." Alison made a sad face.
"I don't plan to, which is exactly why I won't be singing." Emily leaned forward to kiss the pout off her lips.
Alison grabbed her by the neck before she could pull away again and deepened the kiss, only pulling away when they had both run out of oxygen.
"Wow," Emily breathed out, "what was that for?"
"Do I need a reason?" Ali asked, her head still swimming from the sensation of kissing the tanned beauty.
"God I hope not." Emily grinned, before leaning in to claim her lips again.
This time they were broken apart by Pepe's whine.
"I think someone is getting jealous." Emily said giving him a scratch behind the ears.
"I think someone is ready for their morning walk." Ali stood up to go get his lead.
"You're right, I am. Do you want to come too boy?" Emily joked, getting up and following Alison.
There were few things in life that brought Alison as much joy as being out walking Pepe. Kissing Emily Fields was one of those joys, but being out at the park with her two favourite people was definitely high on the list. She had to make a conscious effort not to be as handsy with Emily out in public though. All it would take was one photo of her with her arm linked through the brunettes, snuggled up to her side like she wanted to be, and her whole world would come crashing down.
"Is there anything you want for your birthday?" Alison asked casually as they took it in turns to throw Pepe sticks.
"Nope." Emily answered as she launched the piece of wood across the park.
"Nothing at all?" Alison tried again, she was really struggling with ideas.
"Well there is one thing." Emily said, turning to her.
"Anything you want." Ali smiled up at her.
"I know you're working during the day and I'm seeing the girls, but I would like to spend the last part of my birthday with you." She answered moving a stray piece of hair from Alison's face.
"I'd like that too." Alison grinned, picking up the stick and throwing it again.
It had taken her all night on the Internet and well into the small hours but she had finally found the perfect gift for Emily. A first edition of Great Expectations, apparently it was published in three volumes originally, and finding all three in good condition had been a task. It had come with a hefty price tag but Emily was more than worth it. A courier would be delivering it that afternoon. Alison felt nervous, she really hoped she'd like it. She just hoped Emily wouldn't question the packages arrival when it came. They were sat on the couch watching a film while Alison checked her emails. There was a very unwelcome one from Karen, informing her that she was to attend a family meal Saturday night after working with her father.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Alison slammed the lid of her laptop shut.
"What's wrong?" Emily jumped at the noise.
"My family." Alison fumed, why do they always have to ruin everything?
"What have they done now?"
"I have to go to a stupid meal tomorrow night, which means I won't be able to spend the night with you on your birthday!" Ali knew there was no getting out of it without raising too many unwanted questions.
"So we'll just hang out later than planned, it's fine." Emily put her arms around her and kissed her head.
"It's not fine Em, it's your birthday." Alison felt terrible.
"Babe it's not a problem, I'll be here waiting when you get home."
Alison couldn't help the feeling she got in her chest when Emily used the term of affection, she loved it.
"You might just be the most understanding person in the world, do you know that?" Ali snuggled into her.
"Well I don't know if you've heard, but I'm kind of a big deal." She could hear the smirk in Emily's voice.
Tilting her face up to kiss the smirk away she pulled back and smiled warmly at the cocky woman, "Yeah, you really are."
What the hell she did to deserve this woman she would never know.
Alison was in the bathroom when Emily shouted her.
"There's a delivery at the door that apparently only you can sign for."
Rushing down Alison saw Emily stood in the hallway with the box in her arms, the delivery man waiting impatiently to get a signature. It wasn't until she reached the door that he finally seemed to recognise her.
"Well hey there, can I get your autograph?" He held out the electronic pad with a look in his eyes that Alison knew far too well.
Alison took the pad off him and quickly signed, handing it back with a thanks.
"How about I get your number too?" He obviously thought his forward flirting was charming.
"How about I don't report you to your company?" Alison crossed her arms and stared him down.
"Woah calm down, just thought I'd ask." He held his arms up in surrender. "Enjoy your books, saw you as more of a Cosmo girl than a Dickens but to each their own. Clearly you have 'Great Expectations' though." He looked like he was waiting for a laugh.
Instead Alison slammed the door in his face.
"Great Expectations?" Emily asked, looking down at the package she was still holding.
"Well you might as well just open it now. That asshole has ruined the surprise anyway." Alison snapped.
"I'm sorry was he the asshole or me?" Emily raised her eyebrow.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to speak to you like that. I'm just annoyed that he ruined your present." She walked over to Emily and smiled. "Happy Birthday Em."
Emily took the parcel into the living room to open it. She sat on the couch and pulled open the box. Alison stood watching for her reaction.
"Oh my God Ali are these first editions?" Emily stared up at her wide eyed.
"They are, I didn't know what to get you and I wanted it to be special. It's the only thing I really know you love so…"
Emily put the box down on the floor next to her, "Come here."
Alison walked over to her and Emily pulled her forward onto her lap so that she was straddling the brunette.
"That is hands down the best present I have ever got, thank you." Her eyes were full of gratitude, and something else Alison was a little afraid to see.
"You're welcome." Alison replied, putting her hands into her soft dark hair and kissing her soundly on the mouth.
Emily didn't let her pull away though, instead her hands grabbed Ali's ass as she pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Alison couldn't help but moan as Emily squeezed her backside, the next thing she knew she was on her back on the couch, Emily hovering over her.
"You are incredibly thoughtful." Emily leaned down to kiss her, "and sweet," another kiss, "and lovely," she leaned in again, "and so damn beautiful."
Alison didn't let her pull away this time, instead grabbing her neck with one hand, the other on her back, and kissing her passionately. Emily had one hand on the couch, holding herself up as not to put all her weight onto Ali. Her other hand cupping Alison's cheek. Suddenly feeling brave, and incredibly turned on, Ali let the hand on her back slide lower until it was on the brunettes behind. Giving it a squeeze, Emily moaned into her mouth. This spurred her on, grabbing it and pulling so that Emily's hips were flush with her own.
"Fuck Ali." Emily started kissing and nipping at her jaw.
Alison just moaned in response, wrapping her legs around the brunettes waist, pulling her closer. She felt like her whole body was on fire, Emily's hand moved from her cheek and found its way to her breast, palming it roughly. Alison ran her hand through Emily's hair, pulling so that their lips found each other again. Tongues wrestling for dominance. Then Emily's hand was under her shirt, rubbing her thumb over lacy material that was the only thing that separated it from her now hard nipple. Alison's hips bucked of their own accord and Emily ground her hips down hard. Alison hissed with pleasure, she didn't even remember sex feeling this good. Suddenly needing to feel more of the woman on top of her, she moved both her hands down to the hem of the brunettes shirt and tugged. Emily raised herself up slightly to comply when they heard the front door slam.
"Alison dear are you home?" Martha's voice sang out from the hallway.
She quickly pushed Emily off her and scrambled up off the sofa, trying to fix her appearance to that of someone that wasn't just making out like a horny teenager.
"Yeah, I'm just in here." Her voice didn't sound like her own.
Martha popped her head around the door, mischief in her eyes. "I'll just get on with the washing dear, don't mind me."
When she had gone Ali breathed out a sigh of relief and turned to look at Emily who looked like she'd just been told there was no Santa.
"That was too close." Ali shook her head, not wanting to think about what she might have walked in on.
"When did you say she was retiring again?" Emily asked, a frown on her face.
Ali couldn't help but giggle, "I told you, I don't think she will."
"Well then how about she cuts down her hours?"
Ali just shook her head and swatted the clearly disappointed girls arm. Who got up and picked up her present.
"Where are you going?" Alison asked confused.
"Home, I need a really cold shower." She chuckled with a blush on her cheeks.
"I'm sorry sweetie," Alison walked up to her and placed a soft kiss to her lips, "See you tomorrow night?"
"You will indeed." Emily kissed Ali's forehead and then turned to leave.
Ali couldn't resist slapping her ass as she walked away, "Have a great birthday."
Emily turned her head, that look in her eyes again. "It's already beaten every other one I've had." Then she was out the door.
Alison shut it behind her and leaned onto it, putting her head back and closing her eyes, her heart still racing. A feeling of loss at the girls departure, this was more than 'exclusive fun', what the hell was Emily Fields doing to her?
Alison hated working in the office with her father. This was not the future she wanted, she didn't want to be posing for magazine covers forever, but this wasn't the alternative career choice for her. She laughed internally at her use of the word choice, because she didn't have one. This was it. She had once tried to tell her father that she didn't want anything to do with the business, he had calmly told her that all her accounts would be frozen until she reconsidered. It didn't take long. After what seemed like the longest day she had ever had, her father told her that they were calling it quits and heading to dinner. Alison was glad it was finally over. Usually she had no problem with any of the work expected of her, today though she wasn't taking anything in. To say she was distracted was an understatement, her thoughts never strayed from a certain tanned brunette for long enough to actually concentrate on anything. All she wanted to do was go home and be with her, the truth was she missed her far more than she should.
"Are you ready to go?" Her father asked, picking up his briefcase and heading to the elevator.
"Yeah, where are we eating?" Alison hoped when they'd said meal, what they really meant was 'quick bite to eat'.
"Home." Her father replied, leaving Alison stunned. They never had meals at home, unless it was a special occasion.
"Home?" She queried, hoping it was just the name of some new restaurant.
"Yes, your brother is coming and he's just recovered from a lapse. I don't want anywhere with alcohol." Her father entered the elevator.
Great, not only did she have to sit through a family meal, but there would be no alcohol to help her through it. Hoping Emily was having a better time than she was, she let out a sigh as the doors shut.
As she'd expected the meal was not enjoyable. It was long, awkward and uncomfortable. She looked at her phone for the millionth time. No messages. She had made a decision not to text Emily, not wanting to ruin her birthday by moaning about her own terrible night. Or distracting her from having well deserved fun with her friends. Not that she wasn't constantly thinking about the fun she might be having. She half expected to find out that Paige had shown up, the thought alone drove her crazy. A text conversation that she had with Hanna earlier in the day though suggested that none of Emily's friends were fans of that particular ex. That had made her happier than it perhaps should have. She'd actually quite enjoyed the chat with Hanna, it was just mindless chatter but it made Alison realise why Emily had her for a best friend.
"So, Alison. How have you been?" Jason asked from across the table, clearly trying to make noise in yet another uncomfortable silence.
"Good thanks." Alison smiled, because honestly for the first time of being asked that question by him at one of these dinners, she actually had been.
"Wow good?" Jason pulled a face of surprise. "I've never known you to be anything other that 'fine' for twenty-five years."
"Yes well now I'm good." She said sipping her water and praying the dessert would show up soon, it was already nine o'clock.
"So, do you have a boyfriend?" Jason was just Mr Chatty tonight she thought with annoyance.
"Nope." She answered, it wasn't a lie.
"Please Jason, don't make jokes at the dinner table." Jessica laughed coldly.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Alison looked at her mother, eyes challenging her.
"Oh nothing dear, speaking of which, Leona Vanderwaal was telling me about this wonderful new personal trainer that Mona has taken on."
"How is that a speaking of?" Alison couldn't help the anger in her voice.
"Alison don't talk to your mother like that. She's just making conversation, something you haven't been doing all night." Her father chastised. "In fact you've been strange all day."
"Thank you Kenneth." Jessica looked at her coldly.
Feeling her phone vibrate in her hand she looked down to see Hanna was trying to FaceTime her.
"Excuse me a moment." She said getting up from the table.
"You're being rude Alison." Kenneth called after her.
"I'll be two minutes." She called over her shoulder as she headed upstairs out of ear shot.
She entered one of the bathrooms and swiped to answer.
"Ali D!" Hanna's voice sang out as she came into view.
"Hey Hanna, how's your night?" Ali couldn't help but laugh at the clearly drunk blonde.
"It's great! Emily keeps trying to escape but we won't let her, seriously she's had like two drinks. It's her birthday, help us make her do shots!" Hanna complained.
"Oh I don't think anyone can make Emily do something she doesn't want to." Ali giggled, wishing she were there instead of here.
"I thought you'd say that. Anyway we've managed to come to an agreement where she has to do one song and then we'll leave her alone and let her go home."
"Well that's very kind of you, make sure you film it for me okay?"
"Oh don't worry, you'll get to see it!" She heard Spencer's voice as the lawyer came into shot.
"Hey Spencer." She greeted.
"So just a quick question, Every breath you take, creepy threat by a stalker or sweet love song by a bodyguard?" Hanna came back into view.
"Errm, the second one?" Ali answered confused.
"I told you!" Aria's head popped into shot, "I told them!"
"Hey Aria." She greeted, very confused now.
"Well then get ready Ali D because this ones for you!" Hanna grinned triumphantly.
The next thing she knew her phone displayed Emily stood on stage, microphone in hand, looking very uncomfortable. She looked directly at the camera.
"I swear to God Marin you better not be recording this! That was the deal!" Emily shouted angrily.
"I promise I am not recording." She heard Hanna's voice as the camera lowered a little as though she might be hiding the phone. "I'm not lying to her Ali, this is not recording." She heard her whisper into the phone.
"Who are you dedicating it to Em?" She heard Aria shout.
Emily rubbed the back of her neck, "To the giver of my best birthday present."
"Ooo it's for me!" Hanna squealed.
Alison just laughed and then the song started up. She was familiar with it but it had been a long time since she'd heard it. Emily started to sing,
"Every breath you take, every move you make, every bond you break, every step you take, I'll be watching you…"
She wasn't an amazing singer by any means, but to Alison she was perfect. She couldn't help the blush that covered her cheeks. Knowing that Emily was singing about her, not knowing that Alison could hear every word.
"Oh can't you see, you belong to me. How my poor heart aches, with every step you take…"
Did she belong to Emily? She was broken from her thoughts by the cheers and woops of the other girls. Emily finished the song and took an awkward bow to the applause.
"You are welcome." Hanna whispered into the phone, and then she must have ended the call.
She tried to remove the grin that was plastered to her face as she entered the dining room again.
"That was a long two minutes." Her mother scoffed.
"I'm sorry mother. Is dessert ready?" Nothing could put Alison in a bad mood now, she just wanted to get this over with and get home.
"Shocker, I wondered how long it would take you to ask." Her mother baited, a glint in her eye.
"Well you know me." Alison just smiled sweetly. What she wouldn't give to slap her right now.
While they ate dessert her mother suddenly squealed excitedly, "Oh I can't believe I forgot to tell you! You know the Campbell's? Well turns out the eldest son was caught in bed with another man!"
Alison nearly choked on her dessert.
"Are you okay Alison?" Her father asked as she regained her composure.
"I know, shocking isn't it." Jessica's face was covered in glee.
"Does it really matter?" Jason spoke up.
"Of course it matters." Jessica said as though he was stupid.
"But why? Because he's gay? Why does it matter who he finds attractive? Isn't love just love?" Jason continued his point and Alison suddenly found a new respect for her big brother.
"I think you're missing the point Jason." Jessica waved her hand.
"Is the point that you're homophobic?" He glared at his mother.
"Is there something you need to tell us Jason?" Kenneth asked sternly, warning in his voice.
"No Dad, I'm not gay. If I was I'd tell you, I don't give a shit what you think. I just don't see why this is gossip."
"Jason nobody in this family has an issue with gay people." Kenneth stated.
"So long as nobody in this family is gay right?" Jason challenged.
"Well…" Kenneth struggled.
"Yeah that's what I thought, guess you guys got lucky then." Jason continued to eat.
Alison had suddenly lost her appetite. Jason would be on her side, her parents would be exactly who she thought they were.
It was eleven o'clock by the time Carter was finally driving her home. She'd been forced to stay for drinks, which just meant 'mocktails' and more awkward silence. She was just glad these dinners were few and far between. Usually the result of Jason's therapist telling her parents they needed to be a more supportive family. Alison was pretty sure the dinners were actually detrimental to his recovery. She knew they made her want to drink. All she could think about now was how much she missed Emily and how happy she was to be going home to her.
"I'm sorry you're going to get home so late Carter." She apologised to the driver.
"It's not a problem Miss DiLaurentis." He smiled warmly in the mirror. "If I may be so bold, I've never seen you leave that company with a smile on your face before."
Alison laughed, she was pretty sure she hadn't either.
"It's nice to have something to smile about Miss DiLaurentis." He continued, "I don't want to overstep here, but if you find something that makes you smile as much as you have been recently, well you should hold on to that thing with both hands. Some people won't want you to smile, but those people? You like Harry Potter Miss DiLaurentis don't you?"
Alison just nodded silently, wondering where Carter was going with this.
"Those people are like Dementors, they glory in others despair, and they'll suck away all your joy if you let them. You shouldn't let them. If you have found your patronus, use it. It will protect you, if you let it."
She knew exactly what Carter was saying. She couldn't help but chuckle at his analogy, but his meaning was very clear.
Meeting her eyes in the mirror he spoke again, "My daughter is twelve, we just watched all the films."
Alison just nodded again and smiled, "Thank you Carter."
They travelled the rest of the journey in their usual comfortable silence.
Bidding Carter goodnight, she took the steps two at time and hurriedly unlocked the door.
"Em?" She called as she entered. Hearing a muffled shout she headed upstairs.
Entering her bedroom she found Emily on her back on top of the covers, awake but looking very sleepy.
"I'm so sorry I'm this late, I couldn't get away." She explained as she flopped down next to brunette kicking her heels off.
"It's okay," Emily yawned, "how was it?"
"Never mind my night, how was yours? You seem pretty sober."
"Yeah, I only had two drinks. They made me sing." She threw an arm over her eyes in despair.
"They did?" Alison grinned, trying to act like this was new information.
"Yup. They wanted me to do shots, but I didn't want to turn up here wasted so I said no. They agreed to leave me be if I sang one song of their choosing."
"Oh yeah? What was it?" Ali turned on her side, propping her head up on her hand to look at her.
"Oh I don't remember, something cheesy." Emily blushed furiously.
"Well I thought it was beautiful." She couldn't help herself.
"I'm going to kill Hanna!" Emily buried her face into the pillow.
"Don't be mean to my future bestie!" Alison laughed and Emily removed her face from the pillow to glare at her.
"So how was your night?" Emily asked.
"Shit." Alison answered honestly.
"Succinct and to the point." Emily smiled, "Why was it so bad?"
Alison flopped onto her back and yawned, shutting her eyes. The long day finally catching up with her.
"Because my family are assholes, well actually I think my brother is alright, but my parents are dicks. It was long, tedious and awkward. Honestly, I spent the whole night just wishing I was at home with my girlfriend on her birthday." Her eyes shot open at her own words.
Suddenly Emily was hovering over her, "What did you just say?"
She looked up into Emily's eyes, remembering Carter's words. Deciding to give her patronus a chance she answered Emily's questioning gaze, "I said, I just wanted to be home with my girlfriend on her birthday."
Emily kissed her lips gently before pulling away, "Say it again." She whispered.
Alison knew exactly what she wanted to hear, "My girlfriend."
She could feel the smile through Emily's kiss and she couldn't help but match it with her own.
"I was wrong yesterday," Emily spoke through kisses, "This is the best birthday present I have ever got. Ever."
Alison pulled her fully on top of her, revelling in the feeling of Emily's weight pressing down on her. She had never felt happier or safer. Emily provided her with a feeling of security in every sense of the word. Knowing exactly what she wanted for the first time she could remember she slowed their kisses and pulled away.
"Is everything okay? Emily looked down at her concerned.
"It's perfect." She stroked the brunettes cheek before sitting up, forcing the other girl to move off her.
"Do you want to go bed?" Emily seemed puzzled.
"Not exactly, I have one more present." She said, looking at the brunette seductively, before reaching behind her and pulling down the zip on her dress.
Emily visibly gulped, "Are you sure? Just because it's my birthday doesn't mean you have to do anything you don't want to do Ali."
She knew how much Emily wanted this, and the fact she was more concerned about if Alison was ready rather than just jumping her bones, showed her she was making the right decision. Honestly, she really wanted this too.
"I'm more than sure." Alison leaned forward and kissed her sweetly before pulling back and starting to take off her dress. She was stopped by Emily's hands on hers, stilling them. "I'm sure Em." She assured the girl, who was staring at her with lustful eyes.
"I know, but it's my present right? Don't I get to unwrap it?" She smirked at Ali.
"Go right ahead birthday girl." Alison smirked right back.
Emily kissed her again, something felt different. It was like she was putting every feeling she had into the kiss. It was tender and loving. She pulled away and slowly lifted the dress over Alison head before throwing it to the corner of the room. Pushing Alison gently to lay down she straddled her before taking off her own shirt, throwing it to the same corner as the dress. Alison reached up and pulled her in to kiss her again, it was heated and passionate. She reached down to unbutton Emily's jeans, trailing her fingertips down her toned stomach on the way, feeling goosebumps appear as she went. The brunette got up and took them off. Then she looked down and stared at Alison.
"Wow." She breathed out.
"What?" Alison said, suddenly feeling vulnerable laying there in her underwear.
"You are…just wow." Emily smiled before climbing back on top of her again, kissing her like her life depended on it. Ali had never felt more wanted.
The brunette began placing kisses down her jaw as her hand slipped under her back, unclasping her bra and discarding it to the growing pile. Her left hand in Ali's hair, her right moving down to cup her breast, grazing her thumb over the nipple. Alison moaned at the sensation, feeling her core growing wetter by the second. The hand in her hair moved, locking fingers with her own left hand, raising it up. Then she began placing kisses all the way up from her fingertips to her shoulder, before doing the same with her right arm. Alison giggled.
"What are you doing?" She asked Emily.
"There is not an inch of your skin that I don't want to know intimately." Emily smiled, looking her in the eye. Before moving to Alison's chest and kissing her way down between her breasts to her stomach, circling her tongue around her naval. Alison moaned loudly.
"You taste amazing by the way." She felt Emily smile against her stomach before the girl seemed to disappear.
The feeling didn't last long though as she felt kisses up each leg. Always stopping at her inner thigh, just millimetres away from where she needed her. Then she was over her again, nipping her bottom lip before kissing her deeply. Alison's own hands reaching down to explore the tanned girls skin, tracing her sides and slipping into her underwear to grab her by the ass and pull her closer. Emily ground her hips and Alison bucked up to meet her.
"Em." She moaned out her name.
Then she felt a hand graze her stomach before entering her underwear and cupping her.
"Fuck Emily." She hissed, squeezing her eyes shut.
Emily just grinned against her mouth before rubbing her clit with her thumb, Alison unable to stop her hips bucking. Then she was gone again. It didn't take Alison long to figure out why, as her underwear disappeared down her legs. She looked up to see Emily sat up between her legs, removing her own bra and panties. Alison just stared, she was like some kind of tanned goddess. She moved over Alison again, this time taking a nipple in her mouth, while paying the other attention with her hand. Alternating between the two, Alison letting out noises she didn't even know she could make. Her need for the brunette between her legs getting overwhelming.
"Emily please." She gasped.
Emily began kissing down her stomach again and then she felt a warm breath on her most intimate parts. She couldn't help the shudder of anticipation at what was to come. Then her tongue licked right up her length.
"Oh my God, fuck!" Alison moaned out, as Emily got to work.
She had never felt this good in her life. Emily continued kissing and licking as Alison writhed on the bed, one hand gripping the sheet, the other in that soft dark hair. She felt her mouth move away and then a finger replace it, stroking up and down, teasing her before slipping inside her easily. Stopping to look up to check Ali was okay, Emily's eyes met hers. Ali's bottom lip firmly between her teeth she just nodded enthusiastically as Emily began slowly moving inside her, before another was added. She slowed her movements again, allowing Ali to adjust, she looked up into her eyes again waiting for confirmation before slowly resuming her movements. The other hand reaching up to flick a nipple and squeeze her breast. Looking into the brunettes eyes as she moved inside her may have just been the hottest thing she'd ever experienced. Then Emily's mouth was back on her too, sucking her clit as her fingers pumped in and out. Curling in just the right way. She'd had sex before, this was different, it was something far more intimate. Emily wasn't having sex with her, she was making love to her, the thought simultaneously terrified her and made her happier than she thought she could be.
"Fuck Em, I'm so close!" She breathed out, trying to control herself but it was pointless. Emily's fingers really were amazing. She could feel it building and she tugged at the brunettes hair pulling her up so she could feel all of her. Emily complied, moving back up, fingers still pumping in an out, thumb now circling her clit. Alison kissed her messily, loving the feeling of Emily's bare chest against her own and the taste of herself on her tongue. She curled her fingers and hit just the right spot as she threw her head back seeing stars. Chanting Emily's name like a mantra. Emily continued her movements as Alison rode her high out before pulling out of her and placing delicate kisses all over her body, bringing her back down to earth.
"You okay babe?" Emily traced a finger down her cheek as she opened her eyes.
Knowing that forming words was going to be too much of a task right now, Ali just crashed their lips together in response. Scratching her fingers down the brunettes toned back, who hissed and threw back her own head in pleasure.
"Em?" Ali finally found her voice.
"Yes baby?" Emily was back to peppering kisses across her skin.
"I don't think I'm going to be able to make you feel that good." Ali felt the blush of embarrassment across her cheeks.
Emily stopped what she was doing and moved so she was staring into Alison's eyes, "Well first of all, you don't have to do anything you're not ready for. Secondly, trust me, you won't have to do much when you are ready. Thirdly, thank you." She smirked smugly.
Alison swatted her playfully before pushing to roll them over so that she was now on top.
"Seriously Ali," Emily looked up at her sweetly, "we can just go to bed."
"It's your birthday." Ali answered.
"Well technically it's not anymore," she said pointing at the clock, "Even if it was, that is not a reason you have to do anything."
"I want to." Ali blushed shyly, and Emily sat up so that she was now in her lap. Wrapping her arms around.
"Then trust me Ali, you can't go wrong." She pulled her back down with her and started kissing her hungrily.
Alison felt incredibly nervous. She had only ever been with two people, and neither of them had a vagina. Reminding herself that this was Emily, someone who had never made her feel like she wasn't enough, she left the brunettes lips and started placing kisses on her chest. Trying to emulate the feelings that the experienced girl had given her she slowly traced her tongue around one of her nipples, eliciting a moan from the woman under her. Feeling a little more confident she took the whole thing in her mouth before letting it go with a pop.
"Babe, fuck." She heard Emily hiss out. Smiling at the reaction she paid the same attention the other one. Experimentally kneading and massaging with her hand. Spurred on by the noises Emily was making she began to kiss those toned hard abs. Scratching her fingernails down them as she went. Thinking how this might be her second favourite part of Emily's body, after her ass. She has a really great ass, she mused. Finally she settled herself between her girlfriends legs. She couldn't help but feel amused. She, Alison DiLaurentis, had a girlfriend. She was spending her Saturday night between another woman's legs. Part of her wished her mother would walk in right now, she'd probably have a heart attack.
She could see how ready Emily was for her, how much she wanted her. She tentatively licked the length of her. Shocking herself by enjoying the taste. The brunette let out delicious noises as Alison licked her and placed wet kisses between her legs. Trying to copy what Emily had done to her earlier.
Alison stopped what she was doing to look up at Emily, who was staring down at her with that look in her eyes again. "You taste amazing too." She said seductively, as Emily threw her head back onto the pillow, a loud moan escaping her lips as Ali went to suck her clit.
"Baby you can't say shit like that." She gasped out.
"Why not?" Alison hummed against her, causing Emily to gasp again.
"Because you're going to make me embarrass myself." She said, running her hands through Alison's hair.
With a new found confidence at the effect she was having on Emily, she slowly slipped a finger inside her. Moving it tentatively.
"More." She heard Emily pant.
Complying, she slipped another in to join it. Pumping in and out, while trying to rub her clit with her thumb as Emily had done. It wasn't as easy as Emily had made it out to be, her hand soon felt as though it was cramping. She forced her thoughts away from the jealousy that Emily had practiced a lot, focusing on her task. Judging from the sounds the brunette was making, she was doing something right. She heard Emily's breathing get quicker and could feel her tightening around her fingers, something she enjoyed immensely. Moving back up her body while still keeping her hand movements going, she placed sweet kisses on Emily's jaw. The brunettes eyes were tightly shut, a thin layer of sweat covering her body. Alison couldn't resist licking her neck to taste it. That was all it took.
"Fuck, babe, Ali baby!" Emily called out, before grabbing hold of Alison and burying her face into the blondes neck. Kissing and nipping as she rode out her orgasm.
Once she had come down Alison removed her fingers. Looking Emily right in the eye and putting them into her mouth to clean them. Emily's eyes went dark with lust again.
"Are you trying to kill me?" She groaned.
Ali just laughed and kissed the girl, letting her taste herself on her tongue.
"I'll take that as a yes." Emily moaned into her mouth, "Are you sure you've never done that before?"
"I think I would remember." Ali answered laying her head down on Emily's chest, fatigue taking over.
"I know I definitely will." Emily placed a kiss into her hair and wrapping her arms around her. "Best birthday ever."
"Well I'm glad I could make it so great. I still think the highlight for me was your singing." Ali teased, placing a kiss to her girlfriends chest.
"Oh when I see Hanna…" Emily growled.
"That will be in about eight hours." Ali figured she may as well tell her now.
"What do you mean?" Emily sounded confused, "You kicking me out?"
"I'm having brunch with her, she's going to help me with an outfit for the New Years ball. It's your half day tomorrow so you can spend the morning out with us and then spend the afternoon inside me." Ali looked up at her seductively.
Emily stared at her with shocked wide eyes, "You really are trying to kill me." She chuckled and then pouted, "I can't do the afternoon though, my mom's coming to the city to visit me."
Ali couldn't help feeling a little disappointed at knowing she'd have to be apart from her for half the day, but she knew it had been a long time since she'd seen her mom. "Have a nice time with her, you should take her for a nice dinner somewhere. Just let me know where she wants to go and I'll sort you a reservation out. Don't worry about the cost, I'll take care of the bill."
"That's incredibly sweet Ali, but I really couldn't do that."
"Of course you can, your mother deserves it. Just tell her it's your bosses treat for your birthday."
"Why don't you come?" Emily said quietly after a moments silence.
Alison sat up and looked down at her, "You want me to meet your mother?"
"Yeah."
"No." She shook her head firmly.
"Not as my girlfriend, just as my boss. She's always asking about what I do. It would be nice for her to meet you. It's just dinner?" Emily looked at her with those chocolate puppy dog eyes she does so well.
"What happens we're photographed and it hits the gossip sites that I had dinner with my security and her mother?" Alison cocked her head questioningly.
"My mother works for the police department, I'm your security. Just say my mother was freelancing and it was a meeting about security for your next big event. That's the New Years ball right? You're meeting with Hanna about it earlier in the day. It's just a day of meetings for you."
"You have an answer for everything don't you?"
"Yes, yes I do." Emily smirked triumphantly.
"I'll think about it." Alison snuggled back down onto her chest.
"That's all I ask." Emily said wrapping her arms back around her as they fell to sleep.
Not going to lie, I finished this last night while I was still under the influence. I am also paying dearly for my sins today. So while you let me know what you think, I am going to get myself a brew and a bacon buttie and try to feel human again. Have a great day, do something kind for someone :)
