A/N: Hello! *waves*

I'd just like to take this moment to thank everyone who has been reading this story and (patiently!) waiting for me to get off my arse and update it. Inspiration finally struck, and I'm not sure whether it works, but here it is anyway!

Cigarette Warning™ applies, but not nearly as smutty as the last chapter. Might make up for it next chapter, who knows.

On with it, then...

Disclaimer: I do not own skins. Dum de dum. Any and all typos yada yada yada...deal with it!

(Naomi POV)

Her fingertips are slowly moving across my arm, just brushing my skin lightly. It's morning, though I can't tell whether it's early, or late. I've only just woken up, the movement of Emily's fingers across my skin having roused me from sleep. It's really quite sweet...the feather light touch of her fingers.

"I know you're awake..." She said, softly.

I smiled, and kissed her shoulder. "Morning."

Her fingers continued to move across my skin. "Did you sleep well?"

"Mmm...like the dead." I replied, pulling her body closer to mine. "You?"

"Oh, I always sleep well when your arms are around me." She replied. Her small body shifted and turned over to face me, and I found myself looking into warm brown eyes. "Hey." Her husky morning voice tickled my ears.

I leaned in and kissed her. "Hey."

"What do you want to do today?" Emily asked me.

I reached up and stroked my fingers through her gorgeous red fringe. "Something that involves breakfast...preferably with you naked." I replied, kissing from her shoulder up her neck. "Do we have any strawberries?"

"Mmm...no." She said. "We actually need to go shopping, the fridge is almost empty."

"Oh..." I said, as I gently nibbled along her jaw to her earlobe, taking it between my teeth and biting it softly. "Hmm...what do we have in the fridge?" My hand moved down her stomach, lightly brushing along her skin.

"Oh, I don't know..." Emily said dreamily. "Eggs...milk...bacon, maybe...oh, that feels good..."

"Pancakes..." I mumbled, before sucking on her neck.

"Pancakes?" She asked, before moaning softly.

"Yeah..." I replied, kissing the space I was just sucking. "With bacon...and syrup..."

"Oh, now you're talking..." She pulled her lips to mine and kissed me deeply. "Sex first...breakfast after..."

"Oh?" I smirked.

"Uh huh..." She grinned, her hand reaching mine as it rested on her stomach, and guiding it between her legs. My fingers took it upon themselves to part her folds and found her already slick and warm.

"Mmm, someone's been having naughty thoughts..." I teased, kissing and licking back down her throat as my fingers moved against her clit.

"Not hard, when you are in bed with me...kissing me... Oh Jesus...yeah, right there!" She groaned. Slowly, I licked and kissed my way down her body, tugging on her hard nipples with my teeth, just how she liked it, and kissing her her flat stomach, taking the duvet down with me. Before long I had settled between her thighs and after taking a few minutes licking and kissing across her thighs to tease her, an impatient hand threaded into my hair and pushed my towards her intoxicating wet heat.

Like I could refuse.

The throaty groan I heard as my tongue flicked and stroked her swollen clit was very much worth it, and her hips rocked towards me, my fingers finding their way inside her soon after. It amazed me, how we managed to move in such sync with each other, our eyes meeting, right before my fingers curved inside her, hitting the spot that made her head tip back once more as another of those needy groans escaped her lips. "Naomi...Jesus, baby..." She whispered, before another, louder but wordless moan spilled from her, as her body tensed and shuddered, fingers gripping my hair almost as tight as her insides gripped my own. "Oh...fuuuuck!" She cried, as she came, hips rocking in little movements against me as I brought her back down with my tongue.

Slipping my fingers from her, I looked into her glazed over eyes, which widened as I sucked my fingers clean. In the next few seconds, she dragged my upwards by the shoulders, and locked her lips with mine, pushing her tongue through them and tasting herself on me. Eventually, I settled against her, as she wrapped her arms around me. Her fingers linked with mine, and she squeezed my hand gently. I laid my head on the pillow next to hers and kissed her forehead. Her lips grazed my neck in a soft kiss. "Love you...so much." She murmured.

"Love you, too." I replied, with a smile.

"Still want pancakes?" Emily smirked.

I laughed. "Well... Something to eat would be good. Food, I mean." I grinned. "It doesn't have to be pancakes..."

"Mmm...then, I'm taking you out for breakfast."

"Oh?"

"Oh, yes." She grinned.

I looked at her for a moment. "Can we just stay like this...for a bit?"

She looked back at me and smiled, leaning her head against mine. "Of course we can, beautiful. For a bit."

I just wanted her to hold me for a while. And I think she knew it. We don't always say it to each other, but it's like we know that we just need to be connected to each other. To just melt into one another, as it were, and to just relax. But we did eventually get out of bed, and make ourselves presentable enough to face the outside world. Eventually, we left the flat, and walked to a café nearby that was one of Emily's favourite places to get a bite to eat. She favoured its all day breakfast, complete, to my delight, with pancakes available. Her fingers linked with mine loosely as we walked, and every now and again, she would turn to me with this smile on her lips. The sort of smile that makes you feel warm inside, and lets you know just how loved you are. But the most beautiful thing was the way her hair would catch the light, creating a sort of halo around her.

Soon, we were gifted by the waitress, with to plates piled high with pancakes, and a side plate, on which sat some nicely grilled rashers of bacon, and also some grilled banana, as well as the usual fare for pancakes: whipped butter and syrup. I must admit, Emily watched me with amusement, as I sliced up the banana and took my time sliding it and slices of bacon in between the pancake stack, as well as butter, dousing the entire thing in syrup. I only noticed she was watching me after I'd taken my first mouthful, sighing at the deliciousness of it. I could feel my cheeks redden as I blushed. "What?" I asked, sheepishly, once I had swallowed my mouthful.

Emily simply shook her head with a cheeky smile, as she picked up her fork and began to eat her breakfast. Sometimes it was just the little moments like this that we shared, that made us so perfect.

Eventually, we finished our meal, and as we were leaving, my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Naoms." Effy replied.

"Oh, hi Eff. What's up?"

"Not much, just that I've barely seen you all week...I was just wondering when you were coming to move your stuff."

I laughed. "Trying to get rid of me already?"

I could almost hear her smirking. "Not really, no. But Cook is here moving his stuff in, so... Seemed like a good time."

"Oh, right. Erm...yeah. We can come over now, I suppose."

"Ah. You're with Emily? I didn't mean to interrupt." Effy said.

"You didn't...we were just having breakfast."

"Oh, I see." She laughed, in a dirty sort of chuckle.

"Not like THAT, Jesus!" I exclaimed.

"Alright, alright. See you soon, then?"

"Yeah, soonish. Bye." I said, ending the call. "Typical Effy."

Emily laughed, as she slid her arm around my waist. "Snide comment?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah... I think she thinks we were eating breakfast off each other or something."

"Oh, now there's a thought..." She grinned.

"Mmm maybe tomorrow?" I smirked. "Anyway... I told her we'd be around shortly. Cook's moving in and it's probably as good a time as any to move my stuff out."

She laughed again. "You really think he's going to take your room and it's going to stay that way? You know what those two are like..."

"Yeah, but I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt. There's not much of my stuff, anyway...we can probably get a taxi back to ours."

"Ours?" Emily said, raising an amused eyebrow. "Oh, I do like the sound of that, beautiful." She said, hugging me close.

I smiled. "Me too."

"Alright, then..." She said. "Let's go!"

"Heyo Blondie! Little Red!" Cook said, as he came out from inside the flat, as we were walking up the pathway.

"Cook." I said, with a polite smile.

"How's my two favourite muff monkeys, then? Managed to detach yourselves from each other for a few minutes?" He grinned. "OW! OI!" He winced, as Emily punched him on the arm.

"We're fine, Cook." She smirked.

"Yeah, well... More unloadin' to do, and all..." Cook muttered, as he went to his van.

"Aww, I think you hurt his feelings..." Effy mused, as she stood in the doorway. "Come in, you two. I've got tea on."

We went in and sat at the table in the kitchen, while Effy got some cups out and made us all some tea. "Don't worry about him, he will be gone at least an hour, so there's no rush." She said.

"How have you been, Effy?" Emily said.

"Oh, good. Busy...the café has had a bit more business lately. And how are things with your company?"

"Good, too. Few legal issues, but other than that, just peachy." She said.

I didn't now exactly how much to say, but I knew Effy wouldn't mention anything that I had told her. I didn't tell her absolutely everything that had happened with McClair, and the theft, but enough for her to get the gist of it.

"Well, at least you've got Naomi in your corner. I hear she's quite good with the legal stuff." Effy said, nodding at me.

"It's why I hired her!" Emily replied, squeezing my hand in her own. I gave a shy smile and blushed. "Aww..."

"What?" I asked.

"You're embarrassed. It's cute." Emily teased.

"Oh, shut up." I laughed, nervously.

"Relax, yeah?" She said. "I'll deal with you later." She added, with a smirk.

"Em!"

She started to laugh, and so did Effy. I rolled my eyes and drank half of my tea, which was cool enough already. "Well, you two can slag me off all you want, I'm going to go and pack up my stuff." I said, standing up and kissing Emily on top of her head, before leaving the kitchen. I went into my room and shut the door, probably a little too loudly, and sat on my bed, leaning back on my hands. I couldn't help the shiver that ran through me, and I mentally told myself to calm down a bit. I ran my fingers the oh my hair, shaking it out, and got up and began packing.

A few minutes later, I heard the door open, and shut behind me, and turned to see Emily leaning against the door with an apologetic look in her face. "Sorry." She said.

I waved her off. "S'alright."

She pushed herself off the door and stepped towards me, taking my hands in her own. "It's not, and you know it." She said, softly. "I didn't think before I spoke. I know you're sensitive sometimes, beautiful." I shut my eyes and sighed, feeling her arms wrap around my waist. "Talk to me, beautiful. Tell me what it is that bothers you."

I tilted my head backwards and closed my eyes, exhaling slowly. "I just... What happens between you and me is private, yeah? I don't feel comfortable knowing that Effy knows about it."

"Last night..."

"That was completely different. We don't know any of those people, Emily." I said. "None of those people are my best friend."

Emily looked into my eyes, and I could see her expression turn from confusion to understanding. "Ok. I understand your point." She said, softly. "Did I overstep last night?"

I shook my head. "No."

"How did it make you feel?"

I bit my bottom lip. Emily reached up and untucked it immediately, shaking her head at me. I swallowed. "Excited. Dangerous. Exposed..."

"You enjoyed it." She said.

I nodded, feeling myself turn red. "Yes." I whispered.

"What about after...when we got back home?" She asked, her voice low and husky. My mind drifted to the memory of it all, and I must have had a look in my eyes, because Emily leaned up and kissed me softly. "You will tell me, if I go too far...won't you?"

"Of course." I said. "And you know i enjoyed that, too..."

"Ok."

I pulled Emily closer to me, wrapping my arms around her tightly, and kissing the top of her head. "I love you. I'm sorry for being a grumpy bitch."

Emily smiled. "I love you, too. I'm sorry for taking the piss."

"Help me finish packing?" I asked.

"Sure, beautiful."

It took us roughly the same time as it did to pack up my stuff, as it did for Cook to make it back with a load of his stuff. He did offer us a lift back to Emily's, but by that time, Emily had already called for a taxi, and not long after, it pulled up and beeped its horn. While Cook insisted on helping Emily take my stuff out to the taxi, I went into the kitchen to talk to Effy.

"You have everything, then?" She asked, as I sat at the table.

"Yeah." I said, fishing around in my pocket for my keys. I took the not to the flat off the keyring, and put it on the table. "And there's my key."

Effy looked at it. "Wow. You're actually doing it, Naoms. I thought you'd never move out." She smirked.

I laughed, before my expression turned serious. "You'll be ok? I mean...you and Cook won't kill each other?"

"Nah...more likely shag each other stupid." She replied. "We'll be fine, Naomi. And... I'm happy for you. Both you and Emily. You guys look really happy together."

I nodded. "We are."

"See? I told you it was possible to find someone. And I knew you would." Effy grinned.

"OW!!" We heard from outside. Both Effy and I looked at each other strangely, and stood up to go outside. We saw Cook keeled over, and Emily standing with her arms folded across he chest.

"I've told you before, you perve...don't fuck with me!" Emily snapped. "You're lucky your crayola dick just copped my knee and nothing worse!"

"Em?" I said, cautiously.

"Fuck's sake, Red... No need to hurt little Cookie like that!" Cook groaned. "I was only joking about a threesome with you and Nao-"

"Shut the fuck up, Cook!" Effy said. "Don't you have a van to finish unpacking?"

Cook looked up and gave a half-pained, but half cheeky grin as he faux-limped inside. "Aww I dunno, Effs... Might have to go out some ice on my bollocks first! Ems has a swift knee."

I started to laugh. "You probably deserved it, tosser!"

"Anyway, we are loaded. We should go." Emily said, looking at me.

"Right." I said. I turned to Effy, and she stepped towards me and gave me a hug. "Take care, yeah?"

"Will do." Effy said, as she squeezed me tightly. "Don't be a stranger, either of you."

"I'll try not to." I smirked.

Emily and I got into the taxi, and it pulled away, as Effy waved us off. I took a deep breath, exhaling slowly, and Emily slid h hand into mine and squeezed it, rubbing her thumb along mine. "You ok, beautiful?"

I looked at her and smiled. "Yeah. Actually, I am." I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her into me, as her arm slid across my stomach. I kissed the top of her head and leaned my head against hers. "I can't wait to get home."

A/N#2: Ok, so I didn't plan for Cook to get kneed in the balls, but... Eh, it was just filler, really. *admits it, freely*

More soon...hopefully not as long as this chapter took...sorry about that...really. I'm getting back into it, I swear.

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Until next time...

~GN~ xo