Disclaimer: I don't own PLL.
Warnings: THIS CHAPTER HAS SMUT IN IT...This work contains foul language, sex scenes, child abuse, attempted sexual abuse, violence etc. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.
"Oh, Em," Alison gasped pressed up against the Hastings' fridge as Emily nipped at her throat.
They were supposed to be getting more drinks and snacks, Alison having offered to procure the supplies for their movie but Ali's little helper was getting a little handsy and they'd completely forgotten about their objective. Rather lost in each other.
"I can't stop kissing you," Emily whined.
"Then don't," Alison commanded breathlessly.
Ever since they had finally gotten together and made it official Alison and Emily had an incredibly hard time keeping their hands and lips off each other. Standing in the Hastings' kitchen on what was pretty much a couples date, well Alison decided they couldn't really be blamed for indulging. Especially if Spencer never found out.
Alison pulled Emily up to her lips and rocked against the strong thigh that had slipped between her legs. Alison gripped the brunette's hair painfully as she panted into Emily's mouth.
"We should stop," Alison regretfully gasped.
Emily whined pressing harder into Alison and kissing the blonde fiercely.
"They're gonna wonder where we went, Em," Alison pulled away trying to catch her breath.
Emily pouted but stepped away.
"Don't give me that look," Alison teased, wiping her finger across Emily's protruding bottom lip.
Emily nipped at her finger and Alison almost gave in to her temptations. Instead she pressed a quick kiss to Emily's lips and then tangled their fingers together dragging Emily up the stairs to Spencer's room.
She very much doubted Mrs Hastings would appreciate Spencer having a boy in her room but what the older woman didn't know wouldn't hurt her and Spencer's room was the most comfortable place to watch movies in the Hastings' manor.
Emily trailed behind Alison and pinched her butt on the stairs mischievously Alison giggled and grasped her girlfriend's wandering hand wrapping them both around her waist. They stumbled slightly but found a comfortable pace as they entered Spencer's room.
Alison stopped sharply at the door and Emily crashed into her, Alison gripped her girlfriend's hands tightly to try and keep her quiet.
"What?" Emily whispered as Alison inclined her head to Spencer's bed.
Emily's eyes widened at the sight and she dropped Alison's hands in shock.
On the floor pressed up against the bed was Toby his head titled away from the watching girls, his eyes firmly closed as Spencer kissed him. Alison noted they'd obviously done this before because that was not a first time hesitant kiss, Spencer was really going for it.
"Yes," Alison softly squealed, fisting pumping because she couldn't help herself.
Emily chuckled and then Spencer moaned, Alison slapped a hand across her mouth to stifle her giggle and Emily shooed the blonde back down the stairs and away from their occupied friends.
"I'm so happy for Spencer," Alison gushed bouncing up and down when they got back into the kitchen, she was so giddy she felt like a million dollars.
Emily watched her girlfriend amused.
"I want to go give them a hug," Alison decided suddenly heading back for the stairs, so caught up in her own excitement.
Emily caught her around the waist easily.
"They're busy, Ali," Emily laughed.
"Right," Alison finally caught up to herself. "They're so cute together though."
"You're cute," Emily murmured.
Alison smiled spinning in Emily's arm so she could kiss her girlfriend, what she'd intended as a friendly peck soon turned into a passionate exchange as Emily pressed her tongue into Ali's mouth.
"They're pretty busy," Alison mumbled as Emily pulled away to kiss down her neck. "They haven't noticed we're gone."
Emily hummed in agreement against Alison's neck and the blonde squirmed from the pleasant feeling, she grasped Emily's head and dragged her mermaid back to her lips, kissing Emily desperately.
"You know," Alison murmured in between kisses. "My parents aren't home."
Emily pulled back sharply and Alison blinked to see clearly, taking in her mermaid's dark sexy gaze.
"Jason's out too," Ali whispered.
Emily nodded needing no more encouragement and grabbed Ali's wrist dragging her through the Hastings' kitchen and out the back door. Alison tried to smother her giggles amused by how eager her girlfriend was for some actual alone time.
Alison smiled into the brunette's lips as Emily followed her with kisses, both of them rolling across the blonde's bedspread. They finally had the DiLaurentis house to themselves and the last hour had been spent like this kissing, laughing and then more kissing. It was glorious. But Alison needed to cool off as her mind over flowed with images of that night and her ache for the brunette grew. Emily however had very different ideas, continuously chasing the blonde's lips whenever Alison moved too far away.
"Em, hang on," Alison laughed breaking their kiss.
Emily smiled dazzlingly as Alison took a moment to collect herself.
"Whats wrong?" Emily asked propping herself up on an elbow as Alison sat up.
"Nothing," Alison assured, straightening her skewed tank top. "We wanted to go slow and I just need a minute to remember that."
Emily sobered instantly and Alison ran a hand through her frazzled blonde hair. A soft touch to her shoulder startled the blonde momentarily, Emily's finger trailing over her exposed skin. The brunette was intently watching her own hand and Alison studied Emily until she met the blonde's gaze.
"I was thinking maybe we didn't have to be slow anymore," Emily hedged her hand heading to the strap of Alison's tank top. Her fingers slid under the strap and pulled it down Alison's arm gently.
"Em," Alison whispered. "Are you sure?"
Emily studied Alison for a long moment before she nodded and Alison kissed her leaning them back onto the bed.
Emily lay before her completely vulnerable and naked, so much bronze skin on display, Alison remembered what it was like to run her hands over this glorious body but she hadn't had the pleasure of such a detailed visual examination and she relished the chance.
Emily shifted slightly uncomfortable under her unwavering gaze and it made Alison briefly feel like a creep. The back of her mind reminded her that mentally she was eighteen while the girl before her exposed and waiting for her guidance was fifteen. This was Emily's first time and Alison, though briefly having disturbing sympathy for Ezra Fitz, was more determined than ever to make it perfect.
"God you're beautiful," Alison breathed watching a blush flare up Emily's neck.
Hesitantly Alison placed a hand on the bed just to the right of Emily's hip, lowering herself down slowly. Emily watched her every move.
"Is this ok?" Alison asked as their skin touched and fused together, the warmth pleasant and soft even as Emily shivered.
Emily nodded back, swallowing hard as Alison sank more of her weight onto the brunette.
"You ok?" Alison asked again, Emily seemed to be holding her breath.
She stroked a gentle hand across her mermaid's face, down her cheek, settling on her lips.
"Do you want to stop?"
Emily shook her head.
"No, I just don't want to wake up," Emily admitted shyly.
Alison chuckled her fingers tracing across Emily's lips even as the brunette talked.
"Its not a dream, mermaid," she whispered cupping Emily's cheek and closing the gap between them.
This kiss was slow and tender, a reassurance that this was not some meaningless quickie, this was important and respectful and Emily didn't have to be afraid. Alison tried to convey all of this through her lips. Moving gently against Emily as the brunette moaned and opened her mouth inviting Alison to deepen the kiss. The blonde seized the opportunity and let her hand wander to Emily's stomach, drawing patterns across her toned abdomen and up to just below her breasts. Emily hissed into the kiss as Alison's finger's skimmed her breast.
"Is that ok?" Alison asked through the kiss.
Emily arch up into Alison kissing more forcefully and Alison took that to be a positive sign, her hand trailed up and groped at Emily clumsily as the blonde repositioned her weight. Resettled Alison curled all five fingers around Emily's right breast, the brunette arched further into her hand and Alison nipped at the plump lip between her own.
"How's that feel?" Alison coerced and as much as this was about making Emily feel safe and loved it was also about Alison learning what Emily did and didn't like.
That night with Emily was rushed and hurried and Emily was very much in charge, though she'd assured Alison the blonde could do no wrong in pleasuring her, Alison knew she was still inexperienced in comparison to that Emily.
"Good," Emily choked as Alison massaged her chest.
"That feels good?" Alison goaded a bit of mischievous teasing seeping through, she skimmed her fingers over Emily's nipple watching it harden instantly.
She pinched at it firmly and smirked as Emily squeaked.
"How about now?" the blonde asked unnecessarily.
"Oh.. better," Emily whined.
"I want to hear you, mermaid. Let me know what works and what doesn't ok?" Alison prodded and when Emily nodded Alison rewarded her with a deep kiss.
"We're both learning," Alison reassured the quivering brunette as she pulled away.
Emily nodded desperately as Alison closed her mouth around the brunette's neglected nipple, sucking through Emily's moans.
The blonde smirked as her mermaid's hands fisted into her hair holding her tightly to Emily's chest.
"Ali.." Emily keened arching into the hot mouth as it trailed kisses and licks across her skin, the blonde switched her hands and mouth tweaking the brunette's other nipple, her mouth closing around the other.
God, she was definitely a boob girl.
The blonde could have happily stayed there all day but Emily's legs closed around her hips and Alison was reminded that her mermaid was worked up, she pulled away from the tantalizing flesh before her but found she couldn't move far, Emily well and truly had her surrounded. Legs wrapped around her hips, heels pressing into the blonde's butt and her mermaid's hands buried in her hair. She was trapped in a sweet embrace.
"Em," she called softly.
"Em," she repeated when the brunette didn't respond, she added a light nip to the nearest expanse of bronze skin and Emily yelped looking down.
"You need to ease up a bit, hon," Ali smirked as Emily blushed and released her death grip on the blonde.
"I'm not going anywhere," Alison assured her before kissing her deeply.
As she pulled away Emily tried to chase her lips and Ali laughed giving her a quick peck before moving out of reach.
"Trust me," she promised, trailing slow kisses down Emily's perfect form.
She'd have to worship this body again, the blonde reminded herself, like she could ever forget with the salty sweet taste of Emily's skin on her tongue and the delicious feel of the brunette's muscle jumping everywhere her lips touched, like all of Emily's body wanted to greet the blonde. It was intoxicating and addictive.
She lavished the brunette's hip when she reached it resettling herself between Emily's spread thighs, oh god she could smell her already. As she moved to Emily's centre the brunette's hips jumped to meet her and she held down Emily's thighs.
Emily blushed and turned her head muttering an apology.
"Don't apologize, Em and please don't hide," Alison encouraged. "I wanna see you."
Eventually shiny brown eyes met her own and Alison smiled up at her mermaid.
"I love you," Alison greeted and Emily smiled.
"I lo-"
Alison swiped her tongue the length of her mermaid and Emily shrieked. The blonde smirked at her handy work as Emily's head fell back onto the pillows, the blonde worked through her folds steadily building a rhythm.
"Oh Ali," Emily begged as the blonde swiped her tongue across Emily's clit.
The brunette's hips jumped again but Alison held her steady bullying the nub with her tongue as Emily writhed beneath her. Alison doubted there was a more beautiful sight on earth.
"You taste so good," Alison commented pulling away to smack her lips.
Emily sucked in desperate breaths before Alison dove right back in, pleasuring her girl throughly. Eventually after what surely felt like hours for Emily, Alison snaked a hand under her own tongue and circled her mermaid's centre.
"This might hurt a bit, mermaid," Alison warned. Emily nodded her consent and Alison sucked on her clit just as she entered her.
Emily arched almost straight off the bed and Alison held her finger still letting the brunette get used to the intrusion. After what felt like the longest moment of Alison's life, Emily finally nodded again.
"You can move," Emily rasped.
Alison kissed her clit deeply and moved back to get more leverage with her hand.
"Ali," Emily called as Alison finally got a rhythm.
Alison looked up to her mermaid's sweat drenched face.
"I… I need.. you," Emily stuttered.
Alison smiled sliding up Emily's body even as her hand continued to thrust.
"You need me here," Alison clarified and Emily nodded gripping onto the blonde's back.
"I'm always here for you, Em," Alison promised kissing Emily's neck as the brunette arched to a more powerful thrust from the blonde.
"More," Emily begged. "Ali, please."
Alison smirked as she sucked at Emily's neck and added a second finger.
"Ali that feels really good," Emily desperately whined.
"Yeah? I love making you feel good," Alison purred, speeding up her thrusts even as her hand cramped.
Emily writhed beneath her and Alison smiled into Emily's neck as her mermaid gasped and finally screamed in pleasure.
"Thats it baby, come for me," Alison whispered needy and hot against Emily's flesh.
"Ali!" Emily screamed as she came.
Alison slowed her thrusts, wanting to stay connected to the brunette as she came down from her high. Emily clung to her taking in deep lungfuls of air.
"You alright?" Alison asked moving Emily's slick hair from her face.
Emily nodded smiling.
"That was… Ali that was amazing," Emily gushed still panting.
Alison slowly pulled her hand from her mermaid as Emily whimpered at the loss.
"I'm glad," Alison smiled kissing her lover deeply.
"You taste different," Emily puzzled pulling away and rolling her tongue around her mouth in thought. Alison bit her own lip trying not to laugh.
"What?" Emily asked in confusion.
Alison surged forward and kissed her lover again, her tongue tangling with Emily's own before she once again pulled away.
"That's you," Alison smirked. "I taste like you."
Emily blushed and choked on a surprised laugh.
"What?" she whispered scandalized.
Alison nodded playfully smacking her own lips she smirked down at the bewildered brunette.
"You taste good right?" Alison teased stretching out over Emily's body.
"I," Emily spluttered. "I guess."
Emily looked away embarrassed.
"What is it, mermaid?" Alison asked gently titling Emily's head back to face her.
"I just… what do you taste like?" Emily asked her eyes shining with curiosity and innocence.
Alison felt her breath hitch, her stomach coiling in anticipation.
"Do you wanna find out?" Alison grinned cheekily.
Emily flushed but nodded slowly.
"You sure?" Alison asked. "We don't-"
"I want to," Emily clarified. "I want to make you feel good too."
Alison smiled warmly stroking Emily's cheek.
"You already do," Alison promised kissing Emily tenderly.
"Now how do you want me?" Alison asked with a seductive smirk.
When Emily settled on top of her Alison tried to remember what she had loved about that night, which way Emily had twisted, what parts of her own body the brunette had claimed until Alison couldn't imagine anyone but her mermaid loving her right.
"I don't know what to do," Emily admitted shyly.
Alison guided the brunette's hand down her body. Groaning as Emily's hot hand trailed along her sensitive skin.
"Just explore," Alison instructed pressing Emily's hand to her aching core.
"I promise I'll let you know," Alison assured holding Emily's gaze.
Emily nodded as Alison retracted her hand.
Emily watched her hand not daring to look anywhere else, as she fluttered her fingers against Alison. Alison hissed at the fingers that dragged against her dripping core.
"Did I hurt you?" Emily whispered fearfully beginning to pull away.
"No, no," Ali assured her nervous girlfriend. "It felt good."
"Really?" Emily asked shyly.
"Emily we don't have to do this," Alison held her lover's gaze trying convey how serious she was.
Emily nodded that she understood and shifted her fingers.
"But you want to," Emily smiled down at Alison.
Alison chuckled breathlessly as though fingers kept moving, if only Emily knew.
"But do you want to?" Alison choked out as Emily slipped a finger inside her curiously.
"Yeah," Emily awed as she explored inside Alison.
Alison grasped a hand around Emily's shoulders and held the brunette to her chest.
"You're so wet," Emily marvelled in wonder.
"Yeah-" Alison arched up Emily's exploration was slowly driving her insane. "Thats what you do to me."
"Me?" Emily gasped.
"Yeah, you, Em," Alison promised trying to breath as Emily's thumb brushed her clit faintly.
"You liked that?" Emily whispered swiping her thumb again.
It was an observation but it sounded so dirty to Alison's ears and she scrunched her eyes shut.
"Em," Alison cried desperately thrashing her head into the pillows.
Emily seemed to get the hint and slipped another finger into Alison, pushing and pulling into the blonde until Alison was a panting mess.
Her nipples ached and she was so far out of her mind as Emily curled and twisted inside her, but ignored her clit. Alison pulled her lover in tighter for something to ground herself to and Emily's lips pressed into her collarbone before they drifted down and around her breast.
"Fuck, Em," Alison praised.
Emily smirked against Alison's searing skin and took Alison's nipple in her mouth, while her fingers thrust in and out of the blonde.
"Rub me, baby," Alison commanded, too far gone in her own pleasure to ask nicely.
Emily followed the instructions though and slipped her other hand down to Alison's core, seeking out her clit, she rubbed across it and Alison's hips jumped up seeking more contact. Emily curled her fingers and Alison squealed.
"Fuck, baby," Alison cried.
Alison couldn't hold it in any longer and screamed long and loud as her orgasm shook her.
"Holy crap I'm dead," Alison mumbled as she slowly came back to herself.
Emily chuckled against her, pulling her fingers free.
"How was that?" Alison asked her voice shaky from her orgasm, a pleasant haze settled over her, her muscles jelly like and relaxed. She'd never felt more satisfied.
"That was.." Emily struggled to catch her breath but still wiggled excitedly, her whole body seemed to vibrate with energy against Alison.
"We'll get in lots of practise," Alison smirked as Emily's eyes widened. "You didn't think this was a one time thing did you, Em?"
Emily shrugged still jittering and Alison held her tighter laughing softly at her adorable lover.
"Oh no, no," Alison whispered. "Now that I've had you, there's no way I'm giving you up, mermaid. No way."
Alison kissed at the corner of Emily's mouth and her lover pushed forward suddenly renewed. Alison may have underestimated her mermaid's desires just a fraction as Emily settled firmly on top of her taking her lips with a urgent mouth. It was always the quiet ones.
Alison laced her fingers with Emily's as they headed into Spencer's house the next morning, they were a little later than Spencer had wanted and thus breakfast was hurried before the endless fun of garbage that await, all because someone apparently couldn't take a shower by themselves. Alison was pleased that it hadn't taken much pouting to get Emily under the hot water and she felt her skin flush as her mind replayed to their extra long, extra steamy shower.
As soon as they settled at the kitchen table with the others a cup of Spencer's extra strong coffee in front of everyone, Spencer freaking they would be late. Hanna took one look at the couple and it was all over.
"You two had sex," Hanna shrieked.
"What?" Alison spluttered into her coffee, just narrowing avoiding spilling it all over herself, of all the days to wear white.
"You did, you so did," Hanna cheered a victorious smirk on her face.
"No we didn't," Alison tried to recover much too late.
"Tell that to Emily's face," Hanna argued pointing at Emily.
Alison turned to look at her lover to find Emily was bright red and wide eyed, a dead give away that Hanna's accusation were spot on. Alison petted her mermaid's cheek, trying to get Emily to breath. Finally Emily looked to Alison and relaxed a little.
"So cute," Hanna gushed, Aria nodding in agreement.
"I wondered where you two got to last night," Spencer mused smiling at Alison's clear discomfort.
Alison rounded on the smart ass quickly.
"Really," Alison snapped. "Were you looking for us in Toby's mouth?"
"Spencer," Hanna cried positively gleeful at the scandal.
Spencer flushed.
"You and Toby were kissing," Aria giggled.
"Guys," Spencer whined embarrassed.
Alison smiled holding Emily close to her side as her girlfriend relaxed and their friends interrogation moved onto another casualty.
"Ah ah," Hanna warned pointing at the two of them as they got cosy. "Don't think this gets you two out of show and tell."
Alison flushed burying her head into Emily's neck in a rare moment of embarrassment. Emily just smiled and tried to act unaffected at the thought of Hanna's no doubt private questions to come.
"Hanna needs a love life," Alison grumbled into Emily's neck.
Emily giggled as Alison placed a quick kiss to her lover's neck.
"No ones showing you anything, Hanna," Spencer groused across the table, collecting her car keys.
"You guys are no fun," Hanna pouted and the group dissolved into giggles.