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.
The group finished up their weekly self defence class buzzing and ready for lunch when Hanna brought them to a halt on the sidewalk.
"Can I steal Ali for the day?" Hanna pleaded with Emily of all people.
"I'm not a possession," Alison indignantly argued.
"Please," Hanna battered her eyelashes at Emily ignoring Alison.
"Its her choice," Emily replied looking to Alison and the blonde could tell Emily didn't want her to go.
But she hadn't seen Hanna in a while and it had been even longer since it had been just the two of them. She leaned over and kissed Emily sweetly.
"Can I come too?" Emily mumbled against her lips, already guessing the blonde's answer.
Alison looked over to Hanna who crossed her arms over her chest and pouted a little. Obviously this was a private party.
"Sorry baby, blondes only," Alison winked and Emily whined.
"You can spend the day with me and Aria," Spencer encouraged grabbing Emily's arm and pretty much dragging the brunette away.
"Is she going to be ok?" Hanna asked somewhat concerned as Emily was hauled down the street.
"She'll be fine," Alison breathed even as her chest ached duly, they needed sometime apart it couldn't be healthy to be this wrapped up in each other.
"Now Hanna Marin you've successfully stolen me from my girlfriend, how are you possibly going to keep me entertained," Alison cheekily smiled at Hanna as she linked their arms.
As soon as they got in the front door, Mrs Marin was hovering again.
"Are you sure you girls don't need anything?" the redheaded woman asked for the third time.
"Mom god we're fine," Hanna whined and Mrs Marin finally left the blonde's room.
"She's only like that when you're here," Hanna shared.
Alison just shrugged at her friend, though she had a fair idea as to why Mrs Marin was so protective of Hanna especially around Alison. She didn't blame the woman but she was trying to change and she hoped Mrs Marin could see that Alison was trying to be a better friend to her daughter.
"I feel like I haven't seen you in ages," Hanna whined rolling onto her back on her bed.
"Hanna we just spent the whole day together," Alison muttered amused beside the blonde.
"You know what I mean," Hanna pouted.
"I do," Alison agreed, she had been pretty wrapped up in Emily lately, she grabbed Hanna's hand and gave it a squeeze. "Well I'm all yours tonight."
Hanna looked to Alison's hand concerned.
"Should I wash this," Hanna teased. "Like you've been inside E-"
"Hanna!" Alison shrieked in outrage and pushed the blonde.
Hanna just laughed.
"I can't believe I missed you," Alison huffed.
"But you did," Hanna sat up suddenly shy and worried.
"Yes, you weirdo," Alison laughed. "Of course I missed you."
"Good I missed you too," Hanna happily settled back down. "And now that Em's not here you can spill."
"Spill what?" Alison asked cautiously.
"Details," Hanna wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Hanna!" Alison cried in mock outrage grabbing a pillow and whacking the blonde with it a few times.
"Oh come on," Hanna whined grasping the pillow and yanking it out of Alison's grip. "You've got to give me something."
Alison rolled her eyes.
"Ali, you and Em are the only ones having sex," Hanna whispered frantically checking her closed door. "Please."
"Fine," Alison sighed before it turned into a pointed glare. "But none of this gets back to Emily."
Hanna nodded frantically and made a zipping motion across her lips. She sat up on her knees pulling the pillow under herself as she leaned in excitedly.
"Tell me everything," Hanna gushed.
Alison made a face and Hanna shook her head.
"Not everything but like… is it good?" Hanna whispered eyes bright and curious.
"Yes," Alison admitted with a laugh. "God Hanna what kind of question is that?"
"Well I don't know.. Emily's kind of shy maybe she-"
"Believe me, Em is anything but shy in a bedroom," Alison smirked.
"What no way," Hanna cried scandalized.
Alison nodded her head pleased with herself.
"Girl knows whats she's doing," Alison promised.
"But how I mean.. you're her first right?"
"Lets just say she had a really good teacher," Alison smirked as Hanna laughed shocked and happy all at once.
When Hanna's laughter had finally calmed down she smiled at Alison warmly.
"Well I'm happy for you, Ali," Hanna beamed.
"Thanks Han, that means a lot," Alison conceded. "I actually never thought I'd get this."
"What do you mean?" Hanna tilted her head.
Alison picked at the bed spread.
"I haven't always been the best person you know, and I've been trying but-"
Hanna covered Alison's hand with her own and squeezed.
"Ali everyone knows you've changed ok," Hanna promised in a rare serious moment. "Em loves you, we all love you."
"I know that," Alison assured Hanna. "I do and I love you guys too but sometimes I didn't feel like I deserved that love."
"Everyone deserves love, Alison," Hanna replied.
Alison just smiled back at her friend and the topic drifted to less serious matters. Alison wasn't sure if Hanna's instance that everyone deserves love was the most naive thing Alison had ever heard all the most beautiful. The declaration bounced around in her head all night and as she lay in Hanna's bed she prayed that Hanna was right no matter how naive her statements.
The next night Alison and Emily were camped out in the blonde's room, the door locked and clothes already strewn across the floor. To Alison's outrage they were all hers.
"Full house," Emily smiled proudly laying her cards down on the bedspread in front of her.
Alison stared hard trying to figure out exactly when Emily Fields had become a poker mastermind.
"Ali," Emily called, pointing to the blonde's bra. "You wanted to play strip poker."
"How come every time we're alone I end up butt naked and you're fully clothed," Alison grumbled taking off her bra slowly, all she had left were her panties and Emily had only lost one sock.
"Cause you're secretly a nudist," Emily giggled as Alison shot her a glare.
"You're teasing me, really?" Alison asked raising her eyebrow. "Well then I guess this game is over."
Alison started to put her bra back on and Emily let out a low whine, something a kin to an injured dog.
"No please, Ali, you're so beautiful," Emily begged.
"Oh so now you wanna play nice?" Alison smiled playfully still teasing but making sure Emily was aware she was only playing.
Emily nodded hopefully.
"Can you play nice, baby?" Alison batted her eyelashes.
Emily nodded more forcefully.
"How nice?" Alison dared in a sultry whisper.
Emily grasped her ankle and dragged the blonde down the bed gently. Alison shrieked in surprise her naked back sliding against the cards but she let the brunette move her around the bed until Emily was satisfied.
"So nice," Emily breathed against Alison's ankle, kissing at the soft skin as she moved up Ali's calf dragging her lips higher.
Alison hummed in approval as Emily moved, there was nothing quite like being worshipped by her mermaid.
"Baby," Ali whined. "I want you naked too."
"But I won," Emily murmured into Alison's skin moving higher so she could suck on the little spot behind Alison's knee that made the blonde weak.
"You did and we can stop right now and keeping playing cards," Alison gasped, squirming. "But I doubt I'll get you out of your clothes that way."
Emily chuckled.
"You might get my other sock off."
"Again with the teasing," Alison cried in mock outrage slamming her fists into the mattress.
"I should cut you off," Alison threatened though they both knew she didn't mean it.
Emily lips crawled up her inner thigh and Alison bucked her hips the anticipation killing her as Emily sucked at her skin torturously slow. Alison gasped and squirmed as Emily slowed down just below her panties.
"No, no," Alison begged, pressing her palms into her eyes.
Emily hadn't even touched her yet and Alison was sure she was about to explode.
Emily ignored Alison's cries of frustration as she skimmed over the blonde's panties and up Alison's stomach with lavish kisses.
"You are too talented and too cruel," Alison moaned.
Emily hummed against her and moved up to her breast. Emily lifted her mouth over Ali's nipple and sucked it into her warm wet mouth. Alison almost came as Emily suckled at her breast slowly.
She hovered above the blonde's body so that no other part of them was touching and Alison just squirmed below her dying of anticipation. This foreplay was turning into foretorture.
"Why me," Alison muttered in pain.
"Cause you're perfect," Emily murmured as she released Alison's breast with a pop, before moving over to lavish the other one.
Alison smiled at that, no matter how torturous Emily's love making may be it was still about the love with her adorable mermaid.
Alison arched up into Emily as her neglected nipple was worshipped, the other one stiff from the attention and cooling in the night air.
Emily finally satisfied with her exploration, ducked down to kiss Alison's lips quickly while the blonde's eyes were closed. Alison hummed into Emily's mouth but too soon the brunette moved away.
"Where-"
Alison didn't get to finish her question as Emily slid down her body quickly and deftly slipped the blonde's panties down her legs. Alison whimpered as her hot sex was exposed to the night air before she gasped as Emily swiped that hot tongue through Ali's folds.
Emily lapped at her quickly and then circled her clit, tracing patterns around and across the protruding nub. Alison squirmed and couldn't help but chuckle, because someone had been studying. Not that Emily wasn't great before but the way the brunette was moving against her suggested to Alison that Emily had come prepared tonight.
"Were you counting cards?" Alison asked suddenly, groaning as Emily pulled away for a second.
"Huh?" Emily asked confused.
"Never mind," Alison decided she didn't care, she really didn't care. "Forget it just-"
Emily dove back in enthusiastically.
"Em!" Alison cried as Emily pushed her over the edge suddenly, her orgasm sneaking up on her from the torturously long warmup.
Alison panted as Emily licked her through her tremors and the blonde sagged finally spent against the mattress.
"That was nice," Alison hummed as Emily kissed her thigh softly, after shocks still rippling through her body. The tingling was one of Ali's favourite feelings.
"I wasn't counting cards," Emily mumbled crawling up Alison's spent body. "I'm just a natural."
Alison laughed.
"That you are," Alison agreed. "But I think you also did some homework."
Emily ducked her head shyly and Alison pulled her into a kiss. Alison grasped her mermaid's shirt and then decided this just would not do.
"Off, off," Alison complained pushing at Emily's clothes until the brunette pulled back and stripped.
As soon as her mermaid was exposed Alison hooked her ankles behind Emily's butt and pulled her lover on top of her. Emily grunted and braced herself on her arms but slid against Alison when the blonde wiggled below her.
"See this is nice," Alison sighed as Emily nuzzled her neck. "I love just feeling you, Em."
And she did, Alison had missed that incredible feeling of their bodies pressed tight together with no clothes, just smooth delicious skin pressed against her everywhere. She could see the strong muscles in Emily's back ripple with every move Emily made, it was a tantalizing view.
"I love you," Emily muttered kissing at Ali's neck.
"I love you too," Ali responded.
Emily rocked her hips down into Alison and Alison arched up to meet her movements. They moved against each other like that with Emily between Alison's thighs just sliding against each other. Emily whined softly in Alison's ear and Alison was reminded Emily was still in need.
She gripped at Emily's waist and rolled them over, sitting up and straddling Emily in one smooth move. The brunette looked up at her as though she were a goddess and Alison smiled down at her love.
"How you doing, baby?" she asked, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder as she leant down and kissed Emily.
She pulled away to hear the answer but Emily's lips followed her and she gave in with a chuckle slipping her tongue into Emily's mouth with a low moan as Emily wiggled below her.
"My turn, Em," Alison mumbled as she broke the kiss with a gentle peck before she slid down Emily's body.
She found Emily dripping and the brunette squirmed with need when Alison blew against her core gently.
"Ali," she cried pitifully.
"Oh so you can tease me but you don't like it when I do it, huh?" Alison smirked, as Emily writhed before her desperate for release.
"I'm sorry," Emily smiled even in her need and Alison knew she wasn't sorry at all.
"Oh you will be," Alison promised with a smirk as Emily's smile dropped away.
Emily opened her mouth to protest and Alison slipped her tongue into her lover's folds hungrily. Every time felt like the first all over again and Alison lapped enthusiastically as Emily cried out clutching Alison's hair and pulling Ali to her.
"Thats it, baby," Alison whispered, enjoying her mermaid's boldness as Emily completely lost control under Alison's tongue.
Emily panted and moaned bucking up into Alison's mouth and pulling at the blonde's hair as she reached her peak quickly. She screamed as Alison tortured her clit, arching up and shaking through her pleasure. Alison kept swirling her tongue and Emily finally sagged against the bed with a pleased sigh.
Alison smiled at her lover and then kept up her ministrations.
"Baby," Emily whined in disbelief, Alison grinning as Emily rarely called her baby.
"You can go again," Alison encouraged, stroking her lover with firm movements of her tongue as Emily steadily rose to another peak.
"Fuck," Emily swore as Alison slipped a finger into her folds and curled as the blonde bullied Emily's clit with her tongue.
Alison felt herself flush, the heat stirring in her stomach again as Emily swore. She was such a bad influence on this girl.
"Ali!" Emily screamed as she came again.
Alison felt like a champ and congratulated herself on finding time to look up a few tips, she had been right it was totally worth it to do some research. Emily lay on the bed trying to catch her breath and Alison pecked the brunette's clit before she slid up next to her lover, a smirk firmly painted on her lips.
"What the hell was that?" Emily exclaimed breathlessly though she was hardly mad.
"A little payback," Alison teased. "You're not the only one whose been studying."
Emily chuckled and pulled Alison to her, wrapping her arms around the blonde.
"Multiple orgasm are a beautiful thing," Alison murmured against Emily's skin.
"Ali," Emily cried scandalized and suddenly shy.
"Oh don't get shy on me now," Alison goaded. "You weren't shy when you-"
Emily covered the blonde's mouth with her hand.
"I'm still better at cards than you," Emily grumbled.
"Oh baby," Alison whispered when she finally wrestled her mouth free. "Its not a competition and even if it were, we're both winners here."
Emily flushed and Alison couldn't help but chuckle. Her mermaid was too precious and sexy and Alison still couldn't believe Emily had chosen her.
Alison had let herself get swept up in the romance that Emily offered, had immersed herself in their happy little bubble and completely forgotten her goals. Apologize, fix things and find out who A was, Alison had barely even accomplished half of the things she set out to do, had in fact done more damage than good but this was an apology she had to give.
"Thank you Mrs Gottesman," Alison politely smiled at the woman who showed her to Lucas' room.
Lucas obviously hadn't shared that a blonde girl at school terrorized him because while Mrs Gottesman had been surprised to see one of Lucas' schoolmates at the front door it had been pleasantly so. Alison took a deep breath at the door and knocked softly.
"Yeah?" Lucas' bored tone drifted through and Alison pushed open the door gently.
Lucas was at his desk typing and he turned to face her when she stepped in, his eyes bugging out of his head as he hastily jumped up from his chair.
"What are you doing here?" he frantically asked, pressing at his keyboard madly until the screen went black.
That wasn't suspicious at all Alison mused, but found herself hoping it was just porn.
"I came to see you," Alison started, like she hadn't been practising on the drive over. "To apologize."
Lucas' mouth opened in shock before he closed it and crossed his arms with a scowl.
"I'm waiting," he huffed.
"I'm sorry," Alison pressed on. "Truly sorry Lucas I should have never-"
"You think you can say you're sorry and what three years of torture just evaporates," Lucas yelled.
Alison looked to the door worried his mother would come running at any moment.
"No of course not," Alison agreed. "But Lucas please I'm trying-"
"Trying to what? Absolve your guilt?" Lucas raged. "Have you finally grown a conscience or something?"
Alison flinched as his angry words hit a little too close to home.
"I'm not saying I wasn't a terrible person but-"
"Are, Alison. You are a terrible person," Lucas glared at her with so much hate, Alison took a gulp of air.
"I needed to apologize because-"
"Because you're scared," Lucas smirked and Alison saw a flash of victory in his eyes.
It was all the confirmation she needed, he knew something even if he wasn't behind the whole thing, Mona had dropped her a breadcrumb.
"You'd know all about that wouldn't you," Alison muttered darkly, she'd come to apologize to the boy she had wrongfully tormented and instead she'd found another one of her monsters.
"Don't act like you're better than me," Lucas spat.
"I'm not," Alison changed her tone again maybe she could still reach him. "Lucas this isn't you."
"You have no idea who I am, Alison," he warned edging closer. "And you have no idea what I am capable of."
That was a threat if ever she had heard one and Alison tried to contain her own rage, the part of her that just wanted to slap that smug look off his stupid face.
"You're wrong," she challenged. "I know exactly what you're capable of and I think in end it will frighten you."
He faulted slightly before the fire came back.
"You're a bully Alison, you're a terrible, sadistic, evil person and you'll get what you deserve," Lucas promised darkly.
"And you'll bury whatever goodness, you've convinced yourself you have, trying to give it to me, Lucas," Alison sighed, this was futile fight.
"You're rein ends now," Lucas stepped up to her trying to loom over her but her heels made her taller.
She stared at him for a long moment.
"If I walk away will you stop?" she asked softly.
Lucas titled his head in confusion.
"Walk away?" he puzzled as though the very notion made absolutely no sense.
"If I leave town right now and never come back will it stop?" she had to ask.
Lucas hesitated for a moment of indecision and looked to his phone for a split second, it was all Alison needed.
"You don't know do you?" Alison jumped on his slip.
"I-"
"You don't know cause you're not in charge," Alison pressed, she was talking to a minion she now knew. A pissed off and almost justified minion but a minion all the same.
"You have no idea what you're messing with," Lucas threatened.
"And neither do you," Alison scoffed, turning to the door.
She almost walked away when something in the back of her head reminded her of what this boy had done. To her friends. To Hanna specifically.
"No you know what, no," Alison turned back angry for a whole new reason. "I am sorry about what I did to you and what I said and made you feel, Lucas, you'll never know how much."
Lucas scoffed and looked away.
"But guess what," Alison bellowed at him. "Being nice to a girl doesn't mean she owes you a date, stalking, harassing and then being a sulk prat when she says no is a douchebag move."
Lucas looked at her stunned and confused, and it took Alison a moment to remember none of that had happened yet. Lucas was in the infancy of his obsession with Hanna.
"Just remember that," she pointed her finger at him and strode to the door.
Lucas just glared at her silently.
"I'm not the same person I was Lucas, but go after my friends again and everything I've ever done to you will be child's play," Alison promised slamming the door behind her.
Alison clutched the handwritten note tightly, she was vibrating with excitement as she pretty much ran to the kissing rock. She'd come home from Lucas' bat cave, feeling worn down and icky, once again disappointed in herself for reverting back to a bully. But a note on her dresser had made her heart skip.
'Meet me at our spot 4pm'
It read and Alison had left the house immediately for kissing rock, one of many spots she had that conjured up everything Emily. When she got to the deserted clearing that the rock lay in she looked around for her lover.
"Baby?" she called.
"Baby? Thats a new one."
Alison's blood ran cold as she turned to find Ian emerging from the tree line.
"What are you doing here?"
"Didn't you get my note?" Ian titled his head inspecting her.
"What the fuck were you doing in my room?" Alison shrieked.
"We'll get to that in a second, first who did you think left it?" Ian smirked nastily.
"None of your fucking business."
"Did you bring lots of boys here? Bet they weren't half as good as me," Ian cockily claimed.
"Don't flatter yourself, asshat," Alison barked laughing at him.
Ian stepped closer his smile dropping into a pissed off grimace. His eyes flashed dangerously.
"So Melissa dumps me out of blue and now Spencer won't talk to me you wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?" Ian groused getting closer still.
"Don't come near me, you creep."
"But I thought you liked it when I was near you, Ali. I thought we were really special friends," Ian retorted with a smirk that made Alison feel sick.
Alison took a step back to give herself some room to breath. It was only as she looked to the rock to avoid tripping over it that she noticed something important missing, no red spray paint and then it hit her. She and Emily hadn't been to the kissing rock yet, this was not their spot, in this timeline Emily only knew of the suggestion of the rock. Alison could have kicked herself instead she rounded on Ian.
"It's Alison to you, jerk," Alison commanded. "I was obviously suffering from a serious brain injury to ever think that you were someone worth caring about."
"Caring about?" Ian laughed. "You've gone soft Alison there was no care in our relationship."
"Leave me alone, Ian," Alison furiously bellowed.
"Not until you give me back my tapes," Ian moved toward her again.
"What makes you think I have them," Alison smiled devilishly.
"I'm done playing, Alison. Give me the tapes," Ian commanded.
"Not a chance," Alison smirked. "I was thinking the police might like them actually."
"You wouldn't," Ian threatened.
"Just try me, sweetie," she smirked again. "Its funny how the tables have turned, no Melissa, no Spencer, no videos. You're looking a little put out, Ian."
Ian took a menacing step toward her his eyes furious and Alison could feel herself tense. If he did something out here, they were far enough away from everyone else she'd have little hope of a passing rescuer. The blonde could admit knowing what Ian was capable of, pushing Spencer off the bell tower, he was a real threat. She felt foolish all of a sudden, why she thought actively poking this perverted jerk was a good idea she had no idea now.
Ian stopped in his tracks his hardened glare settling somewhere over her shoulder. Alison took the chance and quickly peaked over her own shoulder. Behind her, arms defiantly across his chest was Toby. The taller boy didn't say anything but his face was set in a hard dark look that was easy to translate. Ian was not welcome here.
Ian sized Toby up before he elected to leave rather than fight.
"You're a bitch Alison and I hope you rot in hell!" Ian yelled as he ambled off.
"I'm the bitch, asshole and if I go I'm taking you with me!" Alison yelled after his retreating figure.
The dry twigs crunched as Toby wandered up behind her and Alison felt like she could finally breath again. As Toby settled to her right Alison kept her eyes on where Ian had disappeared into the trees, she didn't trust the creep not to double back and catch them off guard.
"You didn't have to do that," she told Toby softly. "He could have hurt you."
"He would have hurt you," Toby reasoned. "He's a bully. I don't like bullies."
Alison nodded.
"So was I once," Alison admitted dropping her head in shame, it felt like so long ago that she'd done all those terrible things but to these people it was merely weeks.
"Not like Ian," Toby argued, incredibly in her defence. "Spencer told me about them."
Alison snapped her gaze to Toby suddenly alert and worried for Spencer's fledgling relationship, Ian was still a sore point for Spencer. That she had told Toby of their history was a testament to her interest in him and Alison had to make sure the tall boy knew that.
"He doesn't mean anything to her Toby she was-"
"I know," Toby smiled gently. "I really like her, Ali and she really likes me."
Alison smiled happy for him and then stared at him as his words finally registered.
"You called me Ali," she breathed amazed.
"Isn't that what your friends call you?" Toby asked with a side grin.
Alison nodded blinking back tears as she grabbed his forearm and slid her hand around his bicep.
"The others are all at Spencer's," Toby told her as they started walking back. "I wanted to come by and invite you myself so we could talk, but you ran out here. I thought something might be wrong."
"Thank you, Toby," she murmured wiping at her eyes, furiously trying to blink away any evidence she was emotional over this. "Come on, lets find those girls who make us stupidly mushy."
"Emily makes you mushy," Toby argued. "I'm still the bad boy."
"Sure you are, Toby," Alison laughed dragging him along. "Come on, Ms Hastings and Ms Fields are waiting."
Toby laughed with her letting her drag him back to the house of Hastings. Ian all but forgotten. It turned out Toby had done Alison a huge favour and after a long talk with his father and stepmother he had gotten Alison a reprieve from community service for the rest of summer break. She no longer had to pick up trash but she would be volunteering for a school for the blind when school started up again in September. Alison had squealed in thanks and hadn't let go of Toby till Spencer and Emily pried her off the stunned boy.