A/N: Thanks so much for the lovely reviews and favourites. I never really intended to add further chapters to the first, but as you were all so kind I carried on. This is a chapter in response to a couple of requests. Not sure if it's good enough, or sexy enough, but I gave it a go, apologies if it's rubbish. I've got other Paige / Emily stuff written, they don't really belong in a long-length thing, more just snap-shots of how things are going with them, mostly reacting to the show etc. so perhaps I'll post those up.
Btw, I always intended that Paige would have slept with Shana, I kind of hope she did, but when I actually came to writing it (in the last chapter) I just couldn't bring myself to have her say, yes, it didn't seem to fit with my Paige.
Aria grins, widening her eyes as Hanna just lets out a peal of laughter, shouts "Alright, superstar!" and offers Emily a high-five.
Emily looks around the school corridor a little embarrassed, checking to make sure Paige isn't in listening distance,
"Hanna," she sighed, smiling, "keep it down."
"Yeah, you won't be saying that tomorrow night," both Aria and Emily rolled their eyes, "or maybe you will?"
"I should never have told you, you're loving this just too much."
"So, Em, is Paige aware of the big night?" Hanna grins.
"Hanna, I swear to God, please don't tease her about this."
"Don't worry, Em," Aria steps in, "I'll make sure and drag her away before she's able to open her big mouth. So how did you manage to sort out the room arrangements?"
Emily grins, pleased with herself and looks around her, conspiratorially,
"I just told Coach that as senior team-members, captain and the lead and anchor for the relay that we needed to make sure we got a good night's sleep and wouldn't be woken up by the other girls, with their sleep-overs or coming in late or anything."
Hanna nods, proudly,
"Way to go, I taught you well."
Emily and Aria look from one to the other, then at Hanna and shake their heads. Aria continues,
"So, Coach doesn't know you're a couple?"
Emily shrugs,
"I don't know. I kind of thought she did, but I guess not."
"Either that or she's as frustrated as hell like all of us that you and Paige haven't got your freak on yet."
A shout of "Hanna!" from both girls does nothing to wipe the self-satisfied smile off Hanna's face. But Emily's not mad, she's excited and a little scared too. She hasn't told Paige yet and needs to let her know. And she needs to find her before Hanna does.
"Anyway, I'm gonna go find Paige," she turns pointedly to Hanna, "without you hanging around. I'll see you guys later."
So, she fires off a text arranging to meet Paige after school where they could walk over to Emily's shift at The Brew.
Paige listens as Emily tells her how easy it has been to sort out the room arrangements. She blushes and looks at the other side of the road, away from Emily's eyes. Emily smiles, gives her a moment, squeezing her hand which is linked with her own. Then, Emily stops, pulls Paige round to face her and shrugs her bag back over her shoulder.
"Pleased?"
Paige blushes again, touches the back of her neck with her free hand and slowly meets Emily's eyes,
"Wow, um, yeah, sure." She laughs, shyly, nervously, "Wow. I - don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything if you don't want to. And Paige?" she makes sure Paige is properly looking at her, "we don't have to do anything, if you don't want to."
Paige cocks her head and smiles,
"But you want to, right?"
"Right." Emily whispers and Paige runs her free hand up Emily's arm pulling her into a hug, she turns her head so it's just below Emily's ear so Emily can feel her warm breath and she shivers at the feel,
"Me too."
So, two days later Emily is standing in Rosewood High School car park at 4 in the morning. She looks around, waiting for Paige and the bus that's going to take them to an out-of-state swim meet. Emily looks at her watch, looks around and shivers a little in the cool morning air - even the birds aren't up at this time.
For all her day-dreaming, Emily must have missed Paige's parents drive up, but she's aware of Paige's presence almost before she sees her. She grins, Paige looks exhausted, her big, brown eyes barely open, a beanie pulled down over her head, dressed in an oversized plaid shirt. Her overnight bag is small and slung over her right shoulder. Paige catches sight of Emily and suddenly her features light up in the biggest grin, her gait changes and she practically bounces over to where Emily is standing, planting a quick kiss on her lips.
"Hey," Paige smiles.
"Hi. How are you feeling?"
Paige does an over-exaggerated stagger and roll of her eyes,
"I'm exhausted," she moans, "how are you? And how can you look so perfect at this time of the morning?"
Emily blushes slightly and smiles happily at Paige, she bumps Paige's shoulder with her own,
"You don't look so bad yourself."
The bus pulls up and the swim-team slowly and tiredly make their way on. There's the usual scramble for the back-seats but Paige and Emily happily take a less-conspicuous seat in the middle of the bus, the other girls smiling and nodding their 'hellos' to them as they get settled.
As they drive off, Paige laces her fingers with Emily's and lightly strokes the back of her hand with her thumb, she's aware of the buzz and hum of the girls' talk all around her, the low-lights on the bus creating a cocoon around them. Emily settles her head on Paige's shoulder and leans into her as she drifts off to sleep. Paige feels it couldn't be more perfect if she tried.
The hotel room is compact, two single beds with bed-side lights on small tables stand in the middle. Paige feels a slight flush as she looks at the beds and swallows hard, hoping Emily hasn't noticed. It's late afternoon and they've been given the rest of the afternoon and the night off, as long as a strict curfew is followed but she's aware that some of the girls are planning a trip out and part of her really, really wants to go with them. Paige is sorting out her things, unpacking her bag trying to give herself time to adjust to where she is, what's been planned and she doesn't realise it but she must have groaned out loud at this, because suddenly Emily's looking at her, taking her hand and pulling her to sit down next to her on the bed closest to the window.
"Hey, Paige? You ok?" Emily says gently, smile tugging at her lips. Paige struggles to get back up, but Emily won't let her, instead she holds firmly onto her hand. Paige in turn uses her free hand to nervously fiddle with the hair at the back of her neck. She can't look at Emily.
"Mhm, yep, fine. Why?"
Emily smirks, she doesn't want to push Paige, but she has a feeling that she needs to be the one to make the first move. She's aware that Paige has been building this up since they had their talk and that this trip has become a big deal.
"Um, because you're putting stuff in drawers and folding and re-folding stuff, and Paige, I've seen your room – I thought you'd more likely turn your bag upside down and dump your stuff out of it."
She shifts further round until she can look Paige fully in the eye and finds her squirming underneath her gaze. She holds Paige's hand more firmly now, takes Paige's other hand gently from behind her neck and holds it lightly, running her hands over Paige's forearm.
"Ha, ha," Paige retorts, sarcastically, "I just want things nice."
"Nice?"
"Yeah."
"OK. Look, Paige, please don't be nervous. Nothing has to happen. We're in a hotel, away from our parents from everyone else and we can do whatever you want. We can go out with the girls if you like?"
Paige's head snaps up to look at Emily,
"Really?"
Emily sighs and can't help a little disappointment creep into her voice,
"Sure. If you like."
"Well, they did say they were going to check out the shopping and then later try and sneak into a bar or something. We could maybe go with them?"
"We could, yeah."
Paige has jumped all over this idea – it's a way out, a way to avoid, for the moment, the tension that's settled over the room, anything to take Emily's eyes off her. She manoeuvres her hands free from Emily's and walks over to the window, looking out over the car park.
"Hey, we have a great view, though," she says.
Emily sighs again, steps over to the window and laughs as she looks outside. She takes Paige's hand lightly in hers, notices she's trembling a little.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to push you. Let's go out, have a good night and then we'll be ready for the meet tomorrow." Emily leans forward and plants a kiss on Paige's forehead. "I love you, Paige."
Paige is aware of the disappointment in Emily's voice and she feels like such a fraud. All she's ever wanted is Emily. She's dreamed, for more years than she cares to remember about her, she's spent more nights than she cares to remember fantasising about Emily. But she's scared. Scared she'll lose it somehow, scared that she'll lose control so badly that it'll push Emily away. She feels Emily's gaze on her. Waits as Emily steps closer and slides her arms around her waist, kissing her below her ear, gently, softly, not pushing, just a kiss.
"Paige, we can just take it slow. We won't do anything you don't want to do. I know you're scared, I know how that feels. You don't think I'm nervous?"
"But you've, you know, done it."
"Yeah, maybe, but not with you. It's like my first time too." Paige breathes out a half-laugh, "Paige, I want you, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable, or upset. I need you to want this too."
Paige turns in Emily's arms until she's facing her and rests her arms around Emily's shoulders, hands meeting at the back of her neck and watches as Emily's breath hitches. 'She loves me', she thinks. Leaning in she kisses Emily, pushing into her with her body as the kiss becomes more urgent. Emily's hands, still at Paige's waist begin to move, to grab her back and pull Paige closer. She pulls at Paige's top and slides her hands underneath, feeling Paige shiver at her touch.
Emily pushes Paige around until she's flat against the wall and kisses and kisses her. She runs her tongue lightly over Paige's bottom lip, then pushes into her mouth, feeling Paige's tongue moving to meet hers. She can feel Paige's breathing change, feels her moan and hum into her mouth, feels her pressing her body back into hers.
Paige drops her hands, running her left hand over Emily's arm, the right finds her hip and she lightly moves her thumb over the exposed skin there. Emily moans and Paige feels a bolt of arousal shoot through her. Emily wants her, Emily loves her. She breaks the kiss, rests her forehead on Emily's and immediately Emily's eyes shoot open, checking how Paige is. Both are breathing heavily. Paige kisses Emily again, licking into her mouth, tasting her. One hand moves around from Emily's hip, under her shirt, moving slowly upwards, feeling Emily shiver. They've done this before, Paige is getting pretty good at unhooking Emily's bra, she smiles into the kiss as she feels Emily's breath hitch as the clasp comes undone.
Emily feels the smile, knows Paige is getting cocky now, decides to bring her down a peg or two. She moves her hands from under Paige's top, down on to the ass of her jeans and gently squeezes. Paige gasps, smiles, but she's getting into her swerve now and so she pulls away a little brings her hands down to the front of Emily's top and tugs it off and over her head in one swift move. Then pulls the straps of Emily's bra down her arms until she's able to discard it on the floor behind her. Emily smirks, looking down at Paige's still fully-clothed body,
"Smooth, McCullers."
Paige smiles self-satisfactorily then catches her breath as she looks at Emily, topless, beautiful. She swallows hard as Emily's hands hurriedly begin undoing the buttons on her plaid shirt. They kiss in between undressing Paige, until she too is standing half-naked in front of Emily. Hands wander over shoulders, down over breasts onto stomachs. Paige leans down to take Emily's left breast into her mouth, moving slowly, slowly over her neck, kissing along her clavicle, until she gently, gently teases Emily's nipple with her tongue, licking and sucking. Emily's head thrown back, smiling as she pulls Paige closer, running her hands over her back.
Paige stands tall again, looking Emily in the eye as she moves her hands down to Emily's belt. Emily breathes hard as she watches Paige's hands undo her belt, then her jeans' button and finally the zip. Emily notices Paige's breath hitch and then she lifts her eyes and holds Emily's. Paige begins to manoeuvre Emily's jeans down her legs. Emily pulls back a little, checks and as Paige almost imperceptibly nods, both break contact, take off and throw their jeans to the side. Paige takes a deep breath, steps forwards to Emily, who in turn presses her palms onto Paige's breasts and gently moves her thumbs over her nipples. Kissing again, Paige laughs and pushes some of Emily's hair away where it's caught between their mouths, bringing both hands up until they are gently holding Emily's face as she kisses her.
Emily pulls back and turns them both round gently pushing into her until Paige gets the idea and moves slowly backwards until the backs of her legs are pressing into the bed. They break off the kiss as Emily looks into Paige's eyes, there's no stopping once they make this move,
"Ok? You ok? You sure?"
"Emily? C'mere," Paige breaths into her mouth and pulls her onto the bed and Emily laughs and falls gently on top of Paige.
Paige's hands wander down until she's cupping Emily's ass, she squeezes and smiles as she feels Emily gasp at the touch. She kisses Emily again, brushes her tongue against Emily's and emboldened hooks her thumbs under Emily's underwear. Emily moans and Paige again feels herself growing wetter.
"Oh, God, Paige,"
Emily kneels up over Paige and begins to remove her underwear, Paige reaches down and pulls off her own, Emily moves herself so she has one leg between Paige's and she pushes up with her knee, smiling as she feels how wet Paige is. She bends down and presses light kisses along Paige's jaw-line, down her neck, over each breast, kissing, lightly nipping and sucking as she goes. She's leaning on her left arm and uses her right to hold her hair away from her face as she kisses lightly a line down from Paige's breasts, past her belly-button, down. She stops, pulls away and moves back up until she's hovering over Paige. Holding her gaze she moves her right hand so her hair falls as a curtain onto Paige's face, moves her hand down lightly grazing over Paige's skin until it dips into where Paige is wet. Paige gasps, "oh, fuck" lightly and bites down on her bottom lip, eyelids gently fluttering. Emily begins moving her hand, lightly stroking then applying more pressure on Paige's clit, moving the pad of her finger in small circles and Paige's breathing hitches and pants. Emily brings her lips to Paige's ear,
"Paige?"
"Uh?" Paige's eyes flicker open, Emily sees them clouded in desire,
"What do you like?"
"I – I, um." Paige swallows.
"Inside?" she whispers, moves her lips to Paige's as she briefly nods and Emily dips her finger lower and pushes into Paige, who moans more loudly this time, Emily moves gently to re-positions herself so she can bring her thumb up to continue to circle Paige's clit. She gently, slowly removes her finger as Paige bucks beneath her and then pushes inside again, this time with two fingers and she begins to move in a slow, teasing rhythm.
Paige gasps again, she's running her hands over Emily's back, short nails grazing trails all over. She moves her right hand around to stroke down Emily's stomach. All she wants now is to touch Emily, feel her. She moves her hand downwards until she too reaches Emily's wetness, pushing two fingers roughly into Emily whose breath catches and she moans into Paige's mouth. She moves, matching Emily's rhythm and it's the feel of Emily around her fingers that finally sends Paige over the edge, her breathing quickens, she bucks into Emily's hand until finally she relaxes, resting her head on Emily's shoulder, lightly kissing her.
"Ok?"
"Oh, yeah." Emily slowly removes her fingers from Paige and balances her weight so she's fully resting above Paige, Paige's fingers still deep within her and Emily shifts her hips, picking up a rhythm so Paige's fingers thrust more deeply into her. Paige stares up at her, a wicked grin on her face, she moves her free hand over Emily's stomach moving gently and up until her thumb is circling Emily's breast and then raises her head off the bed so she can lick and nip at Emily's shoulder, clavicle, tongues into the dip of her neck tasting the slight sheen of sweat that's settled there.
Emily begins to moan, moving more urgently on top of Paige, she brings herself down to kiss Paige sliding her tongue deep into Paige's mouth, licking upwards over her tongue, moves her mouth to Paige's ear, licking and tasting, movements becoming more urgent, more frantic until she falls over the edge, and as she comes whispers,
"I love you. So. Much."
As the shudders subside, Paige gently removes her fingers from Emily, who winces slightly. Emily rolls off her and snuggles into her side. Paige moves her arm so it's resting across Emily's shoulders. She hums and Emily laughs, looking into her eyes as Paige turns her head to look at her, cocky smirk all over her face.
"Hey."
"Hey. You know, I don't know what you were so worried about," Paige says,laughing and Emily lightly slaps her across her stomach.
"So, you still want to go out with the other girls?" Emily smiles, cocking an eyebrow. Paige chuckles and hugs Emily more tightly to her.
"Um, how about we give that a miss?"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Paige moves her lips to Emily's ear and whispers "I can think of some other things we could do."