The night was finally here, the night that would hopefully end this new reign of A. Or rather, A-moji which Caleb had cleverly named he/she/it/them.
"Do you need anything Em?" Aria asked a surprisingly calm Emily.
Aria was nervous, she had been watching Emily all day and it was clear that Emily wasn't entirely focused on the plan. She had been distracted all day and Aria was worried. She wasn't sure what was bothering Emily, but whatever it was, it was clear that it was weighing heavily on Emily's mind. Aria couldn't tell if it was because she knew the truth about Hanna and Jordan, or that she was concerned about whatever was wrong with Alison. Maybe, she was just nervous about the plan itself?
"A whiskey and diet would nice" Emily joked looking over at Aria.
"Umm…I think I brought water." Aria responded as she rummaged in her purse, clearly not having caught on to Emily's attempt at humor.
Hanna smiled at Emily's joke, wondering to herself how Emily could be so calm. She continued to busy herself with boarding up the last of the windows, as the door opened and Ezra came into the room.
"Ok, we need to run a full test of the perimeter and the strobe lights. Aria, can you give us a hand? You're the only one small enough to reach some of the sensors?" Ezra asked. Aria silently agreed and followed him out of the motel room.
Once alone in the motel room, the tension between the two former lovers was thick. Hanna tried to distract herself by finishing the windows, while Emily sat on the bed staring at her hands. Finally, Hanna decided to break the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air between them.
"You're really brave…you know that?" Hanna said more of a statement than a question.
"Someone had to do it." Emily responded matter-of-factly.
"It didn't have to be you." Hanna responded softly, fidgeting with the hammer in her hand. She placed it down on the bedside table as she moved closer to Emily.
Emily just shrugged. She was still distracted from Paige's confession, but even more so by what Aria had told her that morning about Hanna and Jordan. She kept finding herself wanting to stare at Hanna's ring-less left hand. It took all of her will power not to be obvious or bring it up. But it was proving difficult for her to ignore all the questions that were running through her mind.
As the silence continued, Hanna grew frustrated of Emily's lack of interaction. She was being distant and it bothered Hanna. Emily was putting herself in this life threatening situation to protect them all and there was so much that could go wrong. What if something happened to Emily and they couldn't protect her? It's not like Emily had to do this, but Hanna wasn't in the position to ask her otherwise. Hanna couldn't help but feel that there was still so much that was unsaid between them.
"Is this really going to work?" Hanna finally asked, needing to say something to break the silence.
"This will work. I Promise." Emily said, noticing Hanna's visible apprehension, "Han...come on. Have I ever let you down?" Emily asked softly fidgeting with her hands looking up at Hanna.
"No..." Hanna responded softly, but there was clearly something else she wanted to say. After a long pause, she continued speaking, "But I've let you down…"
"What do you mean?" Emily asked softly, confused as to what Hanna was referring to.
"The night of our big fight…The night we broke up." Hanna said nervously. She wanted to clear the air, in case something happened and she would never get the chance. But now that she had brought it up, she could feel her heart racing a million miles an hour.
"You made a difficult choice." Emily responded, unsure of what she was supposed to say.
"There is something you don't know…" Hanna added as Emily waited for her to continue. Hanna took a deep breath and sat down on the bed next to Emily. She decided that it was now or never, so she began recounting the story of that night.
How she had left, but realized on her way to the airport that she was making the biggest mistake of her life. How she went back to the hotel to find it empty. And how she even flew to Omaha to beg Emily to take her back, to only end up alone in the cab back to the airport, because she knew Emily deserved to be happy and that Hanna wasn't the one to make her happy anymore.
"If I had just come back a little earlier, or never left, things might be so different now." Hanna finished her confession. Emily, stunned by Hanna's words, sat still next to her on the bed.
"Yeah…they might be." Emily said as her head began spinning. She was overwhelmed with what Hanna was telling her. She had always thought that Hanna chose her job over her and never looked back. That Hanna had put her own happiness before Emily's, but now everything she had thought was true, really wasn't. She didn't know what to do or how to react to this new information.
"…I never stopped loving you…" Hanna confessed quietly, with tears in her eyes, as she looked down at her own hands. It was true, but she was terrified to say the words. Terrified that Emily wouldn't, or couldn't, feel the same way about her any more.
Hanna was startled when she felt Emily's hand softly wipe away a tear that was falling down her cheek.
Emily felt like she was on autopilot, something inside of her had switched over. She was overcome with emotions from Hanna's confession and words of adoration. The emotions running through her own body clouded any rational thoughts and she was now just acting on instinct.
Emily pulled Hanna's face towards hers gently and lightly pressed her lips against Hanna's, taking the blonde by surprise. Hanna's head was swimming, feeling Emily's lips on hers. They had shared a few kisses since coming back to Rosewood, but this one was different.
This kiss silently symbolized what both girls had always felt. That they should have never been apart and that they were, in fact, meant to be together. Emily's tightened her grip on Hanna, tilting her head to the side, she deepened the kiss.
The softness of their initial kiss quickly turned into a mixture of passion, longing, and need. Both girls began to pull and tug at each other; perhaps out of fear. Fear of what this meant, fear of what they were doing, fear of it all going away. Maybe they were afraid of those they would hurt along their journey, but most of all, fear of this plan and that Emily was putting herself in grave danger.
Soon both girls' heads were swimming in desire, no longer able to comprehend rational thoughts or even entertain ideas of slowing things down. Emily continued to take charge, pushing Hanna back on to the bed. Emily quickly straddled Hanna's hips, making quick work of taking off Hanna's jacket and tank top. She was pleasantly surprised to learn that Hanna hadn't been wearing a bra.
Emily paused, hovering over Hanna, wanting to take everything in. The sight of Hanna's body always drove Emily crazy. After marveling the beauty of the blonde beneath her, she leaned down once again capture the blonde's awaiting lips. Emily kisses became more frantic as she kissed along Hanna's jawline to her neck and down. Emily ran her tongue softly down Hanna's chest, as if drawing a line between her breasts.
Hanna had almost forgotten what being with Emily felt like and how well Emily once knew her body. When she felt Emily's mouth on her chest, she instinctually arched her back, desperate for more contact.
Emily smiled as she moved her mouth to one of Hanna's lusciously pink nipples. She drew circles around it with her tongue before finally slipping it into her mouth. Hanna moaned as Emily sucked on the hardened flesh, feeling Emily's teeth lightly graze over it. Emily brought her hand up to Hanna's other breast, wanting to pay attention to both equally. Hanna moved her hand into Emily's hair, tugging gently as she watched Emily worship her breasts.
Hanna's moans became more frantic and louder as Emily teased the blonde underneath her. She could feel Hanna's body begin to grind in rhythm against her own, desperate for more friction and eventual release.
"Please Em…I need you…" Hanna whispered quietly in Emily's ear, gripping at Emily's neck.
Emily didn't need any further encouragement; she knew what Hanna needed and didn't want to tease the blonde any further. Emily broke away from Hanna's breasts to make quick work of the skirt she was wearing, unzipping it quickly and pulling it down her beautiful pale legs, along with her underwear.
As Emily climbed back on top of Hanna, she couldn't help but run her hand across Hanna's aching mound. Hanna bucked her hips, desperate for Emily's touch. She had just about all the teasing she could take and she was also growing frustrated that Emily was still fully clothed while she was now lying naked underneath her, begging for release.
She tugged at Emily's shirt and Emily took the hint. She knelt on the bed, with her legs still positioned between Hanna's, just long enough to pull over her shirt. While doing so, Hanna took the opportunity to unbutton Emily's jeans just enough that she could slip her hand inside.
But before she got the chance, Emily quickly closed the distance between them and kissed Hanna passionately, letting her hand trail down Hanna's naked body, drawing circles on her abdomen and thighs, ever so teasingly. Knowing the blonde couldn't take much more, she dipped her finger softly between Hanna's folds.
Hanna moaned loudly as Emily smiled in appreciation for how wet Hanna was for her. Emily began exploring Hanna, both remembering and relearning every spot that made Hanna squirm and moan beneath her.
As Emily began softly circling Hanna's clit with her index and middle finger, Hanna's breaths became more erratic and her eyes were clenched shut. Emily's touch was overloading her senses.
"E-Em…i-i-inside….p-please…" Hanna begged incoherently.
Emily had seen Hanna close to her breaking point enough times before and knew exactly what she was asking for. She shifted her body slightly down further on Hanna and gently pressed her middle finger against Hanna's opening. Hanna's body frantically pushed against the fingertip, desperately needing it inside her.
Emily finally pushed her finger gently into Hanna. Hanna groaned at the contact but then also as Emily then fully removed it. Before Hanna could protest, she pushed two fingers deep inside to her to replace the initial one. But again she pulled her fingers all the way out, much to Hanna's frustration, before adding a third finger.
The additional finger gave Hanna the fullness she desperately needed and she was thankful when Emily quickened the pace and began pumping inside her.
Emily felt the slightest twinge of jealousy when she learned that two fingers was not going to be enough for Hanna. It had been when they were lovers before and the only difference now was that she had been with Jordan. Emily quickly shook up away thoughts of him and focused on the writhing blonde goddess beneath her.
Even though she had shaken those thoughts away, she couldn't help herself from roughly kissing the tender skin along Hanna's collarbone and neck, leaving small marks, claiming Hanna as hers.
Hanna was almost to her breaking point. She desperately wanted to feel Emily so she reached between them to slide her hand into Emily's jeans. Emily moaned against Hanna's skin when Hanna slipped a finger into her underwear to explore her wetness.
The feeling of being inside Hanna and having Hanna touching her, sent Emily into a frenzy. She quickened her pace inside Hanna, making sure to hit Hanna's g-spot with each new thrust. Hanna clenched the bedspread with her free hand as her other continued exploring Emily.
Soon though the thrusts became too much for Hanna and she succumbed to her impending release.
"O-ohhh…f-f-fuck…yes, E-Em…" Hanna practically shouted into Emily's shoulder as she came harder than she could ever remember before. Seeing Hanna so raw and beautiful gave Emily a small release of her own.
Afterwards, Emily pulled Hanna's now limp hand from inside her jeans and turned her body so that Hanna was lying on her chest, so that she could hold her as she came down from her climax.
Emily did her best to ignore the aching and throbbing between her own legs, wanting a more powerful release than the small one she had, but knowing they probably didn't have much time before the others got back, she was content to just hold the blonde in her arms again.
Hanna was in a state of complete bliss. It took several minutes to even form a coherent thought, let alone attempt to process what had just happened. Being with Emily in that way was amazing, but Emily was still technically with Paige, and she had gotten her hopes up before.
While Hanna wanted nothing more than to lie blissfully in Emily's arms for a few more moments before passionately making love to her in return, Hanna knew they didn't have much time and there was something she needed to know first.
"Em…w-what does this mean?" Hanna stammered, her nerves betraying her.
Before Emily could answer, both girls were startled by a familiar voice right outside the door.
"Alright, that's it. I think we are ready." Ezra said as he reached for the door knob of the motel room.