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.
Now that Emily had had her, had made her scream and moan and generally praise her mermaid to the high heavens, well it seemed Alison had created a monster. Not an A monster, but rather she had unleashed a side of Emily she had never really experienced before.
A sex monster, as Hanna had laughingly dubbed the brunette when she was gracing Alison's neck with a hickey in front of the others on their regular afternoon picnic. As had become a tradition Emily would sit with Alison nestled between her legs, the blonde's back against Emily's front and more often than not Emily would forget they had company and be instantly drawn to the tantalizing neck before her. Not that anyone minded, Alison was a little shocked by the public displays at first but it was only around her friends and these friends, now convinced no one was playing anyone were very supportive of her relationship with Emily.
Emily seemed to relish any chance to get Alison alone, sometimes being alone didn't even seem to be the brunette's priority. Rather she had to have Alison at any given moment against a hard surface be it a wall, floor or furniture piece.
They both had rug burns from the carpet in the Dilaurentis' living room, they'd almost fallen off the piano stool once with Emily perched on the bench and Alison in her lap happily lapping up all the attention Emily bestowed upon her. They'd had long, multiple rounds well into the night in both their bedrooms, they'd almost been caught twice in showers, once in the Hastings' shower and once in the Fields' shower, now they only ever took showers in the Dilaurentis' master bathroom. And there had been one very pleasurable session in the kitchen when Mr and Mrs Fields were out late. Alison even now swore she could still taste the hint of chocolate on her lower lip.
To say Alison was exhausted was an understatement, thoroughly satisfied and pleasurably aching yes but still exhausted. Emily had stamina and now that she knew what she was doing, she could happily keep Alison up the whole night. Not that Alison would ever complain. She wasn't stupid, if Emily Fields wanted to sex her up every night and day for the rest of their lives Alison would just get more caffeine. Nothing was more important than Emily and being able to physically show her mermaid how important she was to Alison was a gift Alison intended to treasure forever.
That however didn't mean they could spend forever in bed.
"Come on, up you get. You've got swim practise," Alison declared as she tried to get out of the warm bed.
Emily's arm around her waist held her snug though and the brunette burrowed herself into the back of Alison's neck.
"I don't want to. I want to stay here with you. Forever," Emily breathed hotly against Alison's creamy neck.
"As tempting as that sounds we- oh, Em stop trying to distract-" Alison tried to scold as Emily's teeth nipped along her throat before the brunette soothed the bites with her hot tongue.
"Em, we need…. ohhhhh…"
Emily had quickly found that Alison's neck was one of the most sensitive parts of the blonde's body, it was also the most easy to access at any given time and Emily relished giving it attention.
Alison couldn't help but think every time Emily nipped at Alison's skin or trailed her tongue across the blonde's neck and shoulder that she was enacting some type of revenge for the locker room incident. Not revenge as in punishment but rather Emily was particularly interested in the parts of Alison physically and emotionally she had been granted full access to, when previously the blonde had denied her. And it was true that Alison had pushed her away that day, furiously and harshly but it was also in part because it felt so good. Alison's neck had always been sensitive and she was the first to admit Emily knew what she was doing with this privileged information.
Alison was brought from her thoughts as Emily sucked on her neck determined, Alison didn't mind the hickeys they were annoying to cover up but the thrill she got seeing Emily's eyes darken when the brunette would catch sight of her work was more than worth it.
Emily's hand snaked down Alison's stomach before it moved over to squeeze her hip just as Emily sucked particularly hard.
Alison let out a long moan of encouragement, her hand fisting into her mermaid's hair holding Emily to her neck. Her other hand gripping the sheets.
The hand on her hip skirted down and over her thigh until her mermaid was once again pleasuring her.
"God, Em, that's it," Alison encouraged as Emily's fingers sort out her drenched clit.
Rubbing tight, hard circles across the protruding nub Emily pulled her mouth from Alison's neck, lavishing kisses down her shoulder and back up as she built the blonde up. Alison bit into her top lip to stifle a scream as Emily dipped two fingers into the blonde's folds, circling for a lazy moment before she entered Alison. Hard.
Alison felt the wind knock out of her briefly. She breathed in deeply trying to control her rapid heart beat. Damn her mermaid was getting good at this.
Emily rutted into her from behind as she thrust her fingers in and out of Alison and the blonde clung to Emily desperately, letting the brunette take her body and soul.
"You're gonna make us late, baby," Alison chuckled before it turned into a long moan.
"I really like this colour on you, Ali," Hanna commented as she did Alison's toenails.
Alison wiggled her feet playfully.
"You don't think its a little trashy?" Alison joked at the deep red nail polish.
Hanna laughed.
"If anyone can pull off trashy its you, Ali," Hanna goaded.
Alison stuck out her tongue and smiled when Hanna copied her.
"I can't believe you beat me!"
Alison and Hanna both looked over to see Emily still in the water, the school's pool had been opened for the swim team's summer practise, which had ended over an hour ago but a couple of the swimmers were still milling around. The coaches trusting the more senior swimmers to lock up. Alison had happily escorted her girlfriend to every session. More often than not another one of the girls would come too, today it was Hanna.
In the pool Emily was shaking her head and laughing as one of her teammates, the one who'd been yelling Alison noted joked back and forth. The blonde tried to get a good look at the other swimmer but she was in the furthest lane and had googles as well as her cap on.
"Em's a pretty good swimmer, huh," Hanna commented returning to her task.
"She's the best," Alison answered proudly.
"Rematch!" the other swimmer yelled and Alison looked over to see Emily nodding as they retook their positions.
"Who is that?" Alison asked absentmindedly.
Hanna looked up to observe the mysterious swimmer.
"Looks like Paige whatever," she commented.
Alison felt her blood run cold. Paige. Paige was here. Paige was here messing around with Emily. This was not good.
The two swimmers took off and Alison watched as Emily glided through the water effortlessly a good length ahead of Paige, when they reached the other end of the pool Emily's head popped up and she smiled freely. A smile Alison noted her mermaid only ever wore in water, Ali's lips instinctively mimicked her girlfriend.
"Dammit," Paige shouted though she sounded more frustrated than angry.
Alison still sat up and watched intently as Paige and Emily exchanged some words. Alison had to hold herself in check when Paige smiled and leaned across the lane to shake Emily's hand. Her mermaid was of course oblivious to the attention.
They chatted for a moment longer and then Emily turned to see Ali watching and waved, Alison shot her a wave back and then threw in a kiss for good measure, Emily blushed but smiled pleased. Alison grinned at the look of hurt that momentarily crossed Paige's face, the blonde then felt guilty for feeling smug and turned her attention back to Hanna who was almost finished with her toes.
"What colour do you want, Han, blue or-"
"What the hell!" someone yelled.
Startled Alison and Hanna turned back to find Emily no longer in sight but Paige with a horrible smirk holding her hands under the water. On lookers rushed over and Alison's worse fears came to life as bubbles surfaced from where Paige had her hands. Emily.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Alison screeched running over to the pool, Hanna a step behind.
Paige held Emily under water with a sadistic smile at Alison. The blonde could just make out the brunette thrashing under the strong hold.
"Sorry am I hurting your girlfriend?" Paige spat. "I thought she was really good at holding her breath."
"Let her go, Pigskin!" Alison yelled.
"What did you call me?" Paige asked a dangerous tone.
"Let her go or I swear to god you're going to wish you were dead!" Alison promised.
Paige thought about it for a moment and then finally released Emily, the brunette popped out of the water gasping for air and hauled herself out of the pool, Hanna leaning down to help her out. Emily huddled into a towel that Hanna wrapped around her. The whole time Alison didn't take her eyes off Paige.
"Get out of the pool, McCullers," Alison seethed.
Paige crossed her arms.
"Why don't you make me?" Paige retorted.
"If I get in that pool you won't come out alive, I can promise you that."
Paige watched her for a long moment deciding on whether this was a bluff or not. Eventually she wadded over to the ladder and climbed out slowly. As soon as she was close enough Alison slapped her.
"Come near my girlfriend again and it will hurt much worse," Alison threatened.
Paige holding her cheek sneered and cocked her fist back, Hanna grabbed it just in time turning the angry brunette's wrist and pinning it behind her back.
"Ah ah," Hanna tisked.
"Those self defence classes are really working for you, Han," Alison complimented.
Hanna nodded twisting Paige's arm a little higher so the brunette hissed.
"I think you owe my friends an apology," Hanna prompted.
Paige rolled her eyes and Hanna twisted higher.
"Ow ok ok," Paige conceded. "I'm sorry neither of you can take a joke."
Hanna's eyes narrowed.
"She's not worth it, Hanna," Emily finally spoke up huddled into her towel. "Can we just go?"
"She tried to drown you," Alison shrieked but Emily's eyes were holding barely concealed tears.
"Please, Ali," Emily asked softly.
"Let her go, Han," Alison conceded.
Hanna reluctantly let Paige go and the trio started for the exit.
"You've got a well trained bitch there, Fields," Paige called.
"Just ignore her, Ali," Emily grasped the blonde's hands intertwining their fingers and Alison tried to draw strength from her mermaid.
"Pity your guard dogs won't be at every practise," Paige called. "Next time you won't get off so easy!"
Alison ripped her hand from Emily's even as the brunette tried to grab her. She spun around and stormed back to the smug brunette.
"Listen here you bigot!" Alison stuck a hand right into Paige's face. "No one threatens my girlfriend and lives."
"Yeah what you gonna do, blondie, paint my nails to death," Paige sneered crossing her arms.
Alison sized her up. This Paige was unsure of herself, volatile and self loathing a dangerous mix that Alison was all too familiar with. And maybe it was unfair that in changing things Alison had taken Paige's support, the person who would push Paige to better herself. It didn't help that Alison held herself accountable for her part in Paige's fear and self hatred, it made her feel guilty and a little sick.
However she was inherently selfish, to her very core and this Paige, this taunting, angry person didn't deserve Emily's patience, friendship or love. Alison would not, could not allow harm to come to Emily. The white hot anger was familiar and comforting in its own way, through out her self redemption Alison had not fed this part of herself, she'd given it little chunks her and there but she hadn't let it out of its cage. She had subdued the monster she knew rallied inside her. Letting it free would be therapeutic though it would cost her several steps in her personal growth. It would be worth it though, she reasoned, to finally fight fire with fire until one of them was burnt beyond recognition. Alison knew it wouldn't be her.
"You're a jealous, lost little bully Paige and I feel sorry for you," Alison spat. "Don't start something you can't finish."
Paige's mouth quirked into a wicked grin and Alison knew they'd gone too far already.
"Bring it, dyke!"
"I. Am. BISEXUAL!" Alison screamed.
Paige took a step back at the force of Alison's screaming.
"You wanna go lets go, Pigskin. Have you told Daddy about your little urges, why you lash out at everyone around you because it makes you hot sneaking looks in the locker rooms," Alison stepped forward, that nasty terrible part of her was in control and the blonde felt like she was watching a train wreck unable to look away and unable to help.
"Does he know?"
Paige gulped stepping forward to meet the blonde.
"Shut your mouth, skank."
"So now I'm a skank ok Paige tell me what being a bigoted, homophobic, repressed, desperate loser makes you," Alison stepped closer her voice dropping into a dark whisper. "It makes you worth less than the dirt on my shoes."
Paige had faced Alison before, had been bullied and set up and terrorized but it paled in comparison to this Alison. Scathing, confident and finding every weakness within a matter of seconds. They weren't to know but she had years on the lot of them. Almost three years of insider knowledge but more importantly three years of knowing what it was like to not have this… to lose Emily. Three years of wishing and yearning made for three years more of something worth winning for. Paige didn't stand a chance.
"Come near Emily or any of my friends again and I'll make sure you're nothing but dirt," Alison promised turning on her heel.
"Ali that was amazing," Hanna gushed grabbing their bags.
Alison sighed deeply trying to cage the raging monster inside her.
"You annihilated that bitch," Hanna cheered as they left the pool.
Alison tried to smile but it didn't reach her eyes, she didn't want to be that person again, she was working so hard to not be that person and what she'd said to Paige left nothing but a bad taste in her mouth and guilt settling in her stomach.
She took note that Emily hadn't said anything.
"Are you ok, Em?" she asked placing a hand on Emily's arm.
Emily pulled away quickly and Alison tried to conceal her hurt.
"You were so mean, Ali," Emily said softly.
"She tried to drown you, Emily, I wasn't going to give her a pat on the head and a lollipop,"Alison snapped.
"You said you'd be nicer."
"That doesn't mean she should roll over and submit to jerks like Paige," Hanna stepped in.
Alison appreciated the effort but Hanna coming to her defence wasn't winning Alison any points with Emily if anything it was making the whole thing much worse.
"Han can you please put our stuff in the car," Alison pleaded.
Emily crossed her arms as Hanna glared at her over Alison's shoulder.
"Sure, Ali," she agreed somewhat reluctantly and took the bags to the car.
"She's not a threat, Em," Alison promised as Emily watched the other blonde head to the car.
"And neither is Paige," Emily argued.
"She. Tried. To. Drown. You!" Alison shrieked. "It doesn't get more threatening than that."
"I had it under control," Emily muttered.
"When? When you were being held under or when you got out and didn't do anything?" Alison snapped.
Emily turned away hurt.
"I didn't mean that, Em. I was just so scared," Alison put her hands on Emily's arms turning the girl towards her. "I was really scared I'd lose you."
"You scared me, Ali," Emily admitted.
"I'm sorry, mermaid I never meant to scare you and I did unleash on Paige but I'm trying," Alison tried to assure her lover.
"You said you wouldn't turn back," Emily said softly her brow furrowing. "You promised."
"Emily there is more at stake here than promises," Alison knew she'd said the wrong thing as soon as the words left her mouth. "Please can we just talk about this at home. No more running. Please."
Emily sighed and headed for the car.
A text came through on Alison's phone.
"You make FRIENDS everywhere you go, carefully Ali your mask is slipping.- A."
Alison angrily closed the message and headed for the car.
"Emily please just listen," Alison begged chasing Emily into her house, thankful the brunette's parents were at work because Emily was not being subtle. This was a couple fight and there was no denying it.
"No, Ali you hit her," Emily shrieked. "And you threatened her just like old Alison would."
Alison threw up her hands in exasperation.
"She tried to drown you how many times do I have to say it?" Alison cried.
"It doesn't matter how many times you say it, you don't fight fire with fire," Emily huffed.
"Cut the kindergarten crap, Emily. Someone physically assaulted you and you're giving her a free pass to do it again," Alison yelled.
"I'm not giving anyone a free pass, I will handle it," Emily seethed.
"How?" Alison challenged, stepping toward Emily. "What are you going to do Em cry to the coach, get Daddy to talk to her bigoted father?"
"No," Emily cried fearfully. "I'll think of something and-"
"Em, wait, no calm down," Alison tried to be sooth but Emily was suddenly going in a completely different tangent.
"My parents don't need to know. You know what Paige got carried away it was a prank and-"
"Em, what? No," Alison cried angrily. "That wasn't a prank that was violence."
"Please Ali can we just forget it happened, I forgive you ok," Emily moved into the kitchen. "How about some lunch."
"No I don't want your forgiveness if you're just going to forget anything happened, that won't solve anything," Alison cried. "Emily talk to me."
"If my parents find out about Paige they'll find out about us," Emily muttered.
Alison crossed her arms.
"Would that really be so bad?"
"Yes," Emily cried.
Alison huffed.
"Alison I love you but-"
"Really? Cause it doesn't feel like it," Alison snapped.
Emily looked down like a scolded puppy and the fire she'd had earlier was almost completely gone, once again Alison had reverted to age old tactics, strike first and strike hard.
"Baby," Alison called softly, stepping closer to Emily. "I didn't mean that I know you love me and I love you."
Emily shifted on her feet but didn't move away as Alison tipped her head up by her chin. The blonde wiped at the few tears that were slipping free from sad brown eyes. Alison cupped Emily's cheek rubbing her thumb in a soothing motion as Emily hiccuped.
"I do. Please, Ali I.. they can't know," Emily begged softly.
Alison nodded, as much as it pained her to keep this a secret from Emily's parents it wasn't her place to push the brunette.
"Alright, Em but I don't want Paige anywhere near you," Alison admitted.
"She's on the swim team Ali I can't avoid her-"
"You don't have to and I'm not asking you to, just if she tries anything else can you just promise you'll tell me," Alison asked gently.
Emily searched Alison's eyes looking for something, probably confirmation that Alison intended to kill Paige if anything happened to Emily.
"I won't hurt her," Alison stressed. "I promise."
Emily nodded after a long moment.
"I'll tell you if something else happens," Emily repeated with another nod.
Alison smiled and pulled her mermaid close for a sweet kiss, still cupping the brunette's cheek. Emily's hands settled on her waist drawing Alison closer as the kiss deepened.
"Mmm," Alison pulled away with a pleased hum her body tingling.
"Lunch?" Emily asked her eyes dark with desire.
Alison traced Emily's lips gently, marvelling in the softness, Emily's hands flexing on her waist as they slipped under the blonde's shirt to settle on hot skin.
"Are you really hungry for food, baby?" Alison asked coyly her eyebrow raising in silent challenge.
Emily shook her head slowly.
"When do your parents get back?" Alison asked innocently her fingers brushing over Emily's throat.
"Um.. not till six," Emily mumbled eyelids fluttering as Alison teased her neck softly.
"Perfect," Alison purred, placing a kiss to Emily's jaw. "That will give us just enough time."
Emily's eyes flew open as Alison curled her fists into the front of the brunette's sharks jacket and began dragging Emily along. Alison walked backwards seductively pulling Emily with her.
"You know I've got to admit," Alison coyly murmured, as though she were letting Emily in on a big secret. "This jock thing is pretty appealing."
Emily nodded entranced by Alison and they stumbled slightly as the brunette lunged forward to steal a kiss. Emily had definitely come out of her shell since their first time and Alison was ecstatic to find there had been a lot more firsts. For both of them.
"I want you," Emily mumbled into Alison's mouth as she pressed the blonde against the hallway wall with her whole body.
"You have me," Alison promised, groaning as Emily grabbed for her hip.
Their lips met hastily and Alison could feel herself slowly slipping into that wonderful state were she was aware of nothing but Emily and pleasure. It was a nice place to be and one she would happily revisit given the opportunity but they easily lost hours in that place and Alison couldn't afford for Mr and Mrs Fields to come home to her defiling their daughter in the hallway.
Emily's hands crept under her top sliding up until the brunette was massaging her chest as they kissed and Alison arched up into the contact. In all likeliness Mr and Mrs Fields would find their daughter defiling Alison, though the blonde wasn't sure they'd really be too picky on the details.
"Em," Alison called through her panting.
Emily mumbled something like an acknowledgement and Alison pushed her away gently.
"We should go upstairs," Alison suggested when she could look into Emily's eyes, the brunette was panting too and her eyes were dark with desire.
Emily nodded but she pressed forward to kiss Alison again and the blonde could tell she hadn't actually been listening.
"Em," Alison giggled, pushing Emily off again. "Hold on, we're just moving upstairs."
Emily seemed to have finally registered Alison's words and nodded sheepishly this time. Alison found the whole thing so adorable she couldn't stop herself from titling Emily's chin and kissing her again, just as Emily was starting to reciprocate Alison pulled away.
"Come on, lover," Alison breathed hotly against Emily's mouth. "I want you in a bed."
Emily nodded dumbfounded so close to drooling, Alison laughed again and laced their fingers dragging Emily behind her and up to the brunette's room.
"Maybe I should shower," Emily muttered when the door was finally closed and Alison was perched on the bed.
Alison titled her head in confusion, they were about to get deliciously sweaty why would the brunette want a shower now.
"I didn't take one at school after practise," Emily clarified taking in Alison's puzzled gaze.
Alison's blue eyes darkened.
"We'll get to the shower," Alison promised sitting up on her knees on Emily's bed, she liked this height difference. From her knees she was pretty much level with Em and it reminded her of Emily's confession in this very room weeks ago.
A shiver ran noticeably up Emily's spine as Alison beckoned her over. As soon as Emily was close enough Alison draped her arms over Emily's shoulders, the brunette's hands falling to Alison's waist. Alison smiled as she shifted closer to her mermaid, sliding their lips together when Emily mimicked her. She ran her tongue over the seam of Emily's lips and slid out her in as her girlfriend granted her access. They kissed languidly for what could have easily been hours and Alison just kept pressing herself tighter and tighter against Emily, needing to feel all of her lover.
Emily moaned into Alison's mouth and then pushed back leaning Alison back on the mattress, the brunette slipped her hands from Alison's waist to the blonde's ass and pulled the blonde against her while lifting.
Alison got the message and using her hold on Emily's shoulders she raised up from her knees wrapping one leg and then the other around Emily's waist as the brunette lay them both down onto the bed. The whole while their lips explored, both unwilling to break their connection even as they repositioned.
Alison moaned as Emily's weight settled over her, the brunette locked between Alison's legs and her mermaid wiggled a bit pressing deliciously against Alison's shorts, which generated just enough friction as a tantalizing reminder of what was to come.
Emily pulled away from Alison's lips when Alison groaned, but she didn't move far.
"You ok?" Emily whispered.
Alison smiled up at her considerate lover reminded once again of how sweet Emily was, it made her blood boil to think of what Paige had done but she quelled the anger because this was about them and not that brute. Alison lifted her hand pushing away some of Emily's hair from the brunette's face.
"I love you," Alison confessed.
Emily beamed as she always did when Alison spoke of love.
"I love you too," Emily whispered back.
"I'd love you more if you were naked," Alison cheekily pointed out.
Emily's eyes widened and for a moment she didn't seem to have gotten the joke.
"Really?" she asked in disbelief.
Alison chuckled and then shook her head.
"I couldn't love you more than I do right now," Alison smiled up at her mermaid.
Emily nodded and kissed Alison gently, before moving to the blonde's neck, her unruly dark hair fell into Alison's face and the blonde was hit with an unexpected sensation as she took in the smell that clung to Emily's hair.
Her mermaid smelt like chlorine, the smell that always seemed to linger on Emily just a hint was now all the blonde could smell and Alison could not catch her deep moan as it rumbled out of her chest.
"What is it?" Emily asked as she pulled away worried she'd hurt Alison somehow.
"Nothing," Alison answered quickly throwing her head back into the pillows, there was no way she was admitting Emily smelling like chlorine turned her on something fierce, no way in hell.
"You're lying," Emily muttered taking in Alison's facial expression, her lower lip protruded in a sad pout, eyes filling with disappointment as she started to untangle herself from Alison.
God damn it. God fucking damn it.
Alison's grip tightened on Emily and she locked her legs on the brunette's waist.
"No, ok,ok," Alison conceded as Emily kept wiggling, the brunette finally stopped when Alison admitted it. "I'll tell you."
Emily's eyes took her in and the blonde felt herself flush.
"You're hair," Alison murmured running her hands through the wet strands. "It just smells like chlorine."
Emily titled her head in confusion.
"I can shower and wash it if-"
Alison unhooked an arm from Emily's neck and grasped Emily's hand in her own, without any warning she pushed Emily's hand under her shorts and into her panties.
"And I like it," Alison admitted moaning as Emily explored the searing wetness for herself. "A lot."
"Chlorine turns you on?" Emily whispered in wonder her fingers dragging through Alison's slit.
"You turn me on," Alison clarified. "And apparently your hair smelling like chlorine."
Emily moaned as Alison arched up into her.
"You are coming to every practise," Emily mumbled more to herself than Alison.
Alison couldn't help but agree though she had an ulterior motive on top of just supporting her girlfriend, she wanted to be at all of Emily's swim practises and meets and maybe she'd camp out in the locker room too. That wasn't crazy just protective. And crazy.
"Baby," Alison whined pitifully as Emily's fingers circled her clit. "I need you."
"I need you too," Emily murmured against her before she kissed the blonde.
Alison smiled into Emily's lips as the brunette's tongue traced her bottom lip and Ali happily welcomed Emily inside. She gasped gripping Emily tighter to her as Emily's fingers pressed sharply to her clit and then slid down to fill her.
She wiggled against her lover bucking her hips up with the weight of her mermaid on top of her, their clothes still on but she didn't care. She needed to get off and she needed it to happen now.
"It was so hot," Emily whispered against Alison's mouth. "Watching you just scream at her."
Alison's eyes flew open to stare at her lover, she thought Emily was mad.
"I thought you didn't like-"
"I don't," Emily assured, pressing closer and peppering kisses along Alison's jaw. "I don't like it when you're a bully but you were standing up for me and that doesn't make it right but it was just really.. hot."
Alison chuckled before she arched particularly sharply as Emily curled her fingers inside the blonde and a strangled gasp fell from Alison's lips before it was swallowed by more of Emily's bruising kisses.
"We should fight more often," Emily breathless exclaimed sometime later. "That was amazing."
"It was, wasn't it," Alison agreed tracing her nail across Emily's exposed stomach. "But that wasn't a fight that was an argument. We can work through things Em we just need to be honest with each other."
Emily nodded fighting sleep, the day obvious taking its toll. Alison catching her girlfriend's dropping eyes chuckled softly placing a gentle kiss to Emily's lips.
"Take a nap, mermaid," Alison assured her exhausted lover. "We'll talk more later."
Once Alison was sure her lover was asleep she slipped from the bed and found her phone.
'I found you a new target,' Alison typed out and then lingered on the send button.
Could she do this, could she actually hand someone over for torment? But it wasn't like the brute was innocent, she'd hurt Emily and she deserved to pay for it. It would be so easy to send Mona after Paige and then let Paige know it was Mona, they'd destroy each other and Alison would be free.
Alison's mind warred with itself. Emily mumbled something in her sleep shifting under the covers, Ali's gaze fell over her sleeping lover and then back to her phone. With a shaking hand Alison pressed delete. She wouldn't be that person anymore, even though part of her could admit it probably would make her life easier, but she had promised Emily. She slipped back into bed and pulled Emily's arm around herself.