A/N: My sincere apologies for keeping you waiting a few days on this.

(More like nearly a week, Nomesy.)

(HEY! SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHO ASKED YOU?)

(Yikes! *scuttles away*)

ANYway, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted... I had a couple of days where I couldn't write a word... Ye Olde Scriber's Block. Blah. I spent a couple of days not wanting to use my old standby of writing smut when I had no other ideas, and literally had half of this chapter written for a couple of days thinking "what the fuck do I write next?"

And of course, what won? I don't need to answer that, you probably already know, so here's a Cigarette Warning™, so just enjoy it, yeah?

On with it...

Disclaimer: I do not own skins. I will try and work some plot into this, I swear. Any and all typos, yada yada yada, deal with it.

(Naomi POV)

A few hours later, I couldn't sleep, so I crept out of bed and put on a pair of shorts as well as my hoodie, and crept downstairs. Mum was still awake, watching an old black and white movie on television.

"Interesting film?" I asked, as I sat down on the sofa.

"Oh, I was about to give up on it, it's a bit boring." Mum said, muting the volume. "Where's your better half?"

"Emily? She's asleep." I said. "I couldn't sleep myself, so..."

"You came down to keep your old mum company?" She said, with a smile.

"Something like that." I shrugged. "I'm sorry about earlier... You know... stalking off, and all."

"Oh, it's alright. But, why did you in the first place? Surely you weren't worried about what I'd think?"

I shrugged. "I suppose I was, a little. But... Only because I don't think of myself as being anything other than just me."

"Ah... Still rejecting labels, then?"

I nodded slowly. "You know I've never felt the need to fit into society's boxes, mum." I said. "It's just not me."

"Yeah, I remember. But, you're happy though?"

A simple smile crossed my lips. "Yeah. Yeah, I am."

"Then, that's all that should matter, love."

I sighed. "I'll admit, though, I was a little scared to tell you."

"Why?"

"Emily's mum... She doesn't accept it. She gave Ems a real hard time about it, and still does. She thinks it's just a phase." I explained.

"You've met her?" Mum asked.

"God, no. If I did I'd have given her a piece of my mind about it already. I've met Emily's twin and that's enough for me."

"Oh, Emily didn't mention much about her family."

I shook my head. "No, she doesn't talk to me about it much, either. I mean, we obviously do talk, but... Well, her family doesn't come into it much. She keeps that mostly private, and I don't feel the need to pry. If she wants to tell me, she will."

"I can tell the two of you care for each other very much." Mum said.

"Yeah, we do." I said. "We're very close."

"I'd like to see the two of you more often... if you can spare the time, of course."

"Really?"

"Of course! Emily's a lovely girl. I know I made you come up on short notice, but that's because I was a little put out I hadn't seen you in so long. But... She's part of the reason, isn't she?"

I sighed and nodded. "Sorry, mum."

"Oh, don't be. I understand. I was young and in love once too, you know." Mum grinned. "Are you sure, though, that you have enough time for everything... study, as well as spending time with her?"

"You needn't worry, Gina..." Came Emily's voice from the doorway, making the two of us turn around. She stood there in her black bathrobe, looking a little bit sleepy. "We may be a bit inseparable, but I make sure she keeps up with her studies." She said, as she moved to the sofa and sat down, her body leaning into mine.

I kissed the top of her head softly. "I thought you were asleep?"

"I was, but I half woke up and you weren't with me." Emily said, pulling my arm around her. My hand automatically rested in her opposite shoulder and she nestled her head into the crook of my neck.

"I couldn't sleep." I said, as her fingertips gently stroked my arm. "I was just going to come down for a drink, but mum was awake, so..."

"We've been having a lovely chat." Mum said.

"I thought my ears were burning." Emily smirked.

"Oh, nonsense. We were only briefly talking about you. I was just telling Naomi that the two of you should come up more often."

"That would be lovely." Emily replied. "If it's not too much trouble, of course."

"Of course not, love!" Mum said. "I'd be glad to have you both over."

"Well, thank you for the invitation."

"Not at all, dear. Anyway, I'd better get to bed. Naomi, don't forget to turn the lights off when you both go back to bed." She said, standing up.

"Right, mum. And...thanks for the chat."

"Anytime."

She went upstairs. and Emily's hand covered mine and squeezed it gently. "Are you ok?" She asked.

I nodded. "Yeah."

"I just ask, because... you don't normally have trouble sleeping."

I sighed. "I know, babe. I think I just had a bit on my mind. I didn't expect to still find mum awake, but she was, so... I talked to her for a bit. I apologised for being a twat this afternoon."

"Ah... Was that what was bothering you?"

"Hmm... I suppose so."

Emily turned towards me and cuddled closer. She kissed me softly and rested her head on my shoulder. "What was your mum watching?"

"Some old black and white movie." I said, looking at the muted television. I reached for the remote and switched it off. "I don't think she was paying much attention to it, though."

"Oh." She said. Her fingers traced lazily over the front of my hoodie and reached up to the toggle of the zip, pulling it slowly down, and sliding her hand underneath it to touch my skin, resting her hand just above my stomach. "I think you should come back to bed." She said, quietly. "I missed you."

"Aww." I smiled. "You softie, you."

Emily grinned. "I have my moments." She said. "Although... I might take a shower first... I feel all sticky from...earlier."

I laughed. "Feel free... There are towels in the cupboard under the bathroom sink."

"Mmmm... I think you should come with me." She said playfully, kissing my neck softly.

"You just want me wet and naked." I joked.

Emily kissed me slowly, her lips lingering against mine. "Yes." She said, in between another kiss. Her fingers slid up over my breast and gently squeezed my nipple. "I won't deny it... I want to feel your wet...naked...gorgeous body against mine." She whispered against my neck. "You wouldn't deprive me of that, would you beautiful?"

"Have I ever told you that you are insatiable, Emily Fitch?"

She chuckled softly, and then made me shiver, the tip of her tongue flicking up my throat as she gave my breast a firm squeeze. "Along with calling me devious, once or twice." She said.

My lips sought out her own and I kissed her softly. "Ok, then..." I whispered.

"Hmm..." She murmured, making no effort to move.

"Are you gonna move...or do I have to make you?" I smirked.

She looked up at me with a glint in her eyes. "Mmm, you know I like it when you get...bossy."

"Ooh, much like I do when you get all... Commanding." I grinned.

"So... Take me upstairs... before I fuck you on the sofa." She murmured, eyebrow raised.

I raised my eyebrow in reply. "What if I want you to fuck me on the sofa?"

"Hmm..." Emily pondered my question briefly, before shaking her head. "I want you... in the shower." She said, with hooded eyes and a sly grin.

"Well, with a request like that..." I said, rolling off the couch and pulling her up onto her feet. I turned her by the shoulders and gave her a gentle push in the direction of the stairs, lightly slapping her on the arse. "I can't very well refuse. Upstairs, you."

Emily giggled as I flipped the light off and we made our way up the stairs, and I had the perfect vantage point to get in a good perve, hustling her into the bathroom and shutting the door behind us. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and pulled her between my spread knees, one of my hands resting on her hip, and the other tugging on the sash of her robe until it slid gently free, and the filmy fabric parted and fell open, slipping off her shoulders. I leaned my forehead on her chest and inhaled deeply, noting Emily's scent, along with a hint of sweetness as well as vanilla from the dessert tinged escapade of a few hours ago.

"Sweet." I whispered, against her skin. I flicked my tongue out and gently licked her naked skin.

Her fingers curled into the hair at the back of my neck and with a gentle tug she pulled my head back, tilting it upwards so that my eyes met hers. My fingertips traced up and down her spine slowly as we gazed at each other. "You are wearing...far...too...many...clothes..."Emily said, her voice low as she slid her fingers around my shoulders and down along the zip of my hoodie.

My gaze drifted downwards to where her hands sat, "Then... Strip them from me." I said, my eyes looking back up to hers, challenging her. She wasted no time in dragging the toggle of the zipper all the way down its track, until it detached, reaching back up to my shoulders. I shivered as she touched my skin, her touch causing me to tingle all places south of my navel, as her hands trailed down my arms, pushing the fabric from me. She turned and placed the hoodie on the counter, turning back to me and drinking me in with her eyes, as it did her with my own.

"Stand." Emily said, her voice breaking slightly. I did as she asked, and she stepped closer, slipping her arms around my waist and resting her head on my chest. "Hold me?" She whispered. "Before this gets crazy, just..."

"Ok..." I murmured, wrapping my arms around her shoulders, and kissing the top of her head. "You always feel so good in my arms, Emily."

"I know."

The embrace lasted a few more moments, until I reached to the shower taps and turned on the water, testing it for warmth before Emily released her arms from around my body and stepped into the cubicle, and under the warm spray of water. I stood opposite her with my back flat against the tiles, feeling the finer spray as it bounced off Emily's skin. She pointed to me, and then beckoned me closer. I shook my head. "No?" She asked. "You're going to deny me?" Her voice was low and seductive, just audible over the running water.

"Oh, never." I replied, reaching for the soap and handing it to her. "But, you got to watch me earlier, so..." I smirked.

A lopsided grin crossed Emily's features, and she nodded in amusement, beginning to rub the soap between her hands to build up a lather. Starting at her shoulders, I watched as she rubbed the lavender scented soap across her skin, slowly over her shoulders and her neck. Her suds covered fingers moved in slow circles across her chest, until soapy fingers teased her nipples between them, and she bit her bottom lip, sending a flicker of lust through me. But I remained stuck to the wall, my eyes moving down her body as her hands moved down her stomach, and across her hips, covering every square inch of skin that I had dripped the sugary sweetness of the peach tart and ice cream over. Flashes of memory ran into and out of my mind as my breathing now became heavier.

Christ, she was so utterly beautiful in that moment. The look that she gave me, portraying deviousness and innocence all in a single look, that was even more powerful to me than any other of the 'come hither and fuck me' stares that Emily had given me over time. She stepped towards me and handed me the soap, turning around until she faced opposite. "Do my back?" She asked, again with that hint of innocence that tugged at the lust inside me.

I got my hands wet and rubbed the soap between them, creating some more of the generous lather, before placing the soap back in its soap dish. I started at Emily's neck, and began to rub the soap into her skin, trailing slow circles with my hands, not missing the opportunities I had to gently massage her gorgeous skin beneath my fingertips. A soft moan came from her, and she leaned into my touch, as my fingers trailed slowly up and down her spine. Her head tilted backwards, and her body followed, and it found myself wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close to me, her wet soapy skin slipping against my almost completely dry body. I placed my hand over her heart, only to find it racing. "Ems..." I murmured in her ear.

Emily took my hands and moved them both to her soapy tits, making me hold them. Her hand then reached up to my neck and pulled me closer, my hands slipping around her skin of their own accord until my fingers slipped around her nipples and teased them between my fingers. She moaned softly, and I kept on teasing them gently, the soap keeping them slippery. "Jesus..." Emily said, in a hoarse whisper. "That's so good..."

"I can tell you're enjoying it..." I murmured.

"Oh, yes..." She breathed, as her body squirmed against mine. Her hands moved under the water, rinsing them clean, as my fingers continues rubbing and pinching her nipples. One hand of hers reached down again, and I felt her shift her feet, followed by a sharp intake of breath and a soft groan as she arched her back into me. I flicked the tip of my tongue along the shell of her ear and took her earlobe between my teeth, biting it gently. Her fingers threaded into my hair and gripped firmly, my body carefully pushing hers under the falling water to rinse off her neck and shoulders. I then wasted no time in kissing, licking and nibbling her wet skin, to several soft, appreciative noises that came from her lips.

I sensed that her hand was moving between her legs, no doubt building the pleasure within her. My fingertips continued to stroke and squeeze her nipples between them as my tongue traced along the veins in her neck, feeling the rapid beating of her pulse getting stronger beneath her skin. It wasn't often that Emily let me touch her like this when she played with herself, so I relished every single moment and movement of her in my arms, adding to her pleasure in the simplest of ways. "Naomi..." She murmured, her voice thick and strained.

"I know, baby... I know..." I whispered, firmly rolling her nipples in my fingers, and drawing another deep groan from within her chest. "Go on... Make yourself come for me." I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear.

"Oh god..." She groaned, her body beginning to tense in my arms, as her breathing grew quickly shallow. She arched against me and shuddered, a series of strangled moans slipping from her lips, as she tried to not be too loud as she came at the touch of both her own fingers, as well as mine. She shivered hard, as her own fingers quelled the roaring pleasure inside her, and she leaned her head back against my shoulder, as she panted rapidly.

I held her as the water dripped over us, softly kissing across her shoulders as her breathing returned to normal. The suds had mostly rinsed from her body now, and eventually she turned in my arms and slid her own around my back, holding me close to her. It hadn't taken me long to figure out, very early on in our relationship, just exactly how pleasurable it could be watching Emily get off and not be touched myself. This was one of those times where I felt the strange, but pleasurable feeling of contentment that came with it. I didn't need her to touch me, or to touch myself, it felt good enough to just hold her, because I felt as complete as she did. If there's anything more satisfying than an orgasm, it would be that.

The water began to run cold, so I reached over and turned it off, leaving the two of us standing there with the water dripping from us in tiny rivulets. "Mmm...back to bed, then?" Emily whispered, in a soft, dreamy tone.

"That was my next suggestion..." I replied, kissing her temple softly.

"Good... Because I'd like nothing more than to just fall asleep in your arms, right now."

We both stepped out of the shower and dried ourselves off, and we both padded naked out of the bathroom, and back into my room, where we wasted no time in getting back under the covers. Emily pulled her lips to mine and kissed me slowly as her arms wrapped back around me. I reached up and brushed her damp fringe out of her eyes, which were staring at me curiously. "What do you see?" She asked, quietly.

I let my eyes quickly run over her features before I spoke simply. "I see the woman I love."

A gentle smile crossed her lips. "I love you, too." She replied, kissing me softly once more.

"We should sleep, baby. We have a long day tomorrow." I said.

"Oh, do we have to go back to London? I'd rather just stay here..." Emily said, her tone tired and slightly whining.

"So would I... But it would look a bit suspicious if we both called in sick, don't you think?" I said.

Emily sighed, deeply. "I know. You're right...as per usual."

"Plus, I have coursework to do." I said.

"What? Why didn't you say?" Emily asked.

I shook my head. "I didn't realise it at the time, I was too busy being annoyed at Gina for making me come up here. Don't worry, though... It's not an entire mountain of text."

"You know I only worry because I want you to succeed, beautiful."

"I know. I can easily read it before my lectures on Tuesday."

"Oh, I guess I should make the most of you while I can, then... Seeing as you'll be busy..."

"Sorry, baby..." I started to say.

"No... Don't be sorry. We will both be sorry if you don't do well. It's too important... I want you to pass, and you know it." Emily said.

"Yeah, I know." I said. "It will be worth it."

"Yes, it will." She replied, not quite stifling a yawn.

"Tired?" I asked, still gently stroking my fingers through her fringe.

"Mmhmm... I wore myself out." She said, with a soft giggle.

I kissed her temple gently. "Time to sleep, then..." I said, reaching over to turn out the light, flooding the room in darkness as Emily settled against me.

"Mmm...yeah."

"Sweet dreams." I said

"Sweet dreams, beautiful."

A/N#2: Awww...fuzzy.

Anyway...more soon. I shall try and not keep you all waiting forever this time.

Note, I said try.

Oh, before I forget, you should go and check out Sky Colored Water, by Lymphocytosis. My ever talented partner-in-crime mynameislizzie recommended it to me, and while I do admit it was a slow start, and I'm not overly keen on the time period it's set in (I'm more of a 1940's/1960's/70's girl myself when it comes to retro stuff), now that I've got further into it, it's really quite a pleasant read. It is also well written, with a unique style, so... give it a go.

Reviews are most welcome, as ever.

Until next time...

~GN~ xo