Hi everyone.
Thanks so much for reading and reviewing and replying (for those who replied to my personal replies). I love to hear your comments and thoughts so please keep them coming. They feed the muse. :-)
I have a feeling I might disappoint some of you since this chapter picks up the next morning. But while I hadn't written the fantasy you all seemed to want – Em and Ali do fulfill a couple of other fantasies in this chapter so perhaps that will make up for it….
Now I do have a bit of bad news though – this will be the last update for a while. I have to take an unexpected work trip and I leave tomorrow. I will try to update if I can while traveling but I can't make any promises. I'll return in approximately 2 weeks and will resume updates at that time. Thanks for your understanding and patience.
I cut this chapter a little short because the second half of the original chapter was Alison and Emily finally talking about what's going on with Ali. Since I'm not going to be able to update again for a while, I figured I'd leave you with something nice instead of drama.
Also after tonight's episode I figured we could all use a little sexy fun.
I know I stopped putting mature warnings on this story after the second chapter but I think this one probably warrants one again.
So…. Danger Will Robinson! Danger!
Read at your own risk and probably not at work. ;)
Enjoy.
Chapter 6
Alison crouched beside Emily's bed and fluttered her fingers down Emily's bare back. She nuzzled her cheek softly.
"Rise and shine, beautiful."
Emily moaned sleepily and burrowed her face deeper into the pillow.
Alison smiled softly. She'd woken an hour ago, just before Emily's alarm was set to go off for her early morning run. After a quick trip to the bathroom, Ali turned the alarm off before it rang and let Emily sleep a little longer while she took a shower.
She'd kept her mermaid up quite late after they got back from the party and Alison had plans for this evening once the dorm was empty except for the two of them, so she wanted to let Emily sleep in.
"Em," Alison burrowed her face deeper into Emily's neck, pressing soft kisses on her warm skin. "You've got to get ready for class."
Emily sighed as she felt Alison's fingertips fluttering up and down her back and her lips brushing against her neck.
"Mmmm,' she murmured as she turned her head, opening sleepy eyes. "What time is it?"
Alison smiled as she pulled back. "A little after seven."
"Didn't my alarm go off?"
"No, I shut it off." Alison brushed Emily's tousled hair off her sleep softened face, tucking it behind her ear. "You're not going to make it to your class by eight if you don't get up."
"I'm not gonna go," Emily muttered sleepily, her eyes fluttering at Alison's touch.
"Don't you have to go?"
"I only have my paper to turn in." Then Emily groaned. "Damn. I have to turn it by the start of class or I'll get docked one grade for being late."
Alison laughed softly at Emily's pitiable tone. "Then you better get up."
Emily opened one eye and looked at Alison. She was showered and dressed, with her hair pinned up in a messy knot on top of her head.
"Why are you showered and dressed already?" she asked as she looked at Alison with a soft, sleepy smile.
Alison shrugged. "I couldn't sleep. Come on," she urged. "Time to get in the shower."
"I'm not gonna shower," Emily yawned but didn't even attempt to get up. "I'll just throw on some sweats, go drop it off, then blow off class. I'll shower later after my run."
Alison chuckled softly, then her voice lowered and she purred. "You smell like pussy, Em. You're not going to class like that."
Emily's eye opened again and she looked at Alison with shock, before teasing. "Who are you? Alison DiLaurentis would never be so crude."
Alison laughed harder now. "How am I being crude?"
"I've never heard you use that word before."
"What word? Pussy?" Alison mock whispered the word. "I'd be crude if I let you go to class smelling like pussy, Em." Ali looked contemplative for a second. "But I think maybe I should actually send you to swim practice smelling like pussy, maybe Brandi will back the hell off."
"My god, Ali, will you stop already?" Kira's voice rang out from the bed across the room. Both Ali and Emily jumped, their heads whipping to see Kira, well a lump that appeared to be Kira, in the center of her bed.
"What the hell?" Alison said.
Kira rolled over and threw the covers off. She was still in her clothes. "If this is what it's like every time I say the word lesbian, I will never say it again."
"When did you get back?" Emily asked as she laid her head back down.
"Around five," Kira said. "And the two of you were totally naked by the way. You should really remember to put the covers on before you go to sleep."
"I thought it was weird the sheet was over us," Ali said musingly.
"You said you weren't gonna be back until morning," Emily said at the same time.
"It was morning."
"So, what's the matter, Kira? You don't like the word pussy?" Alison mocked playfully.
Kira groaned and covered her ears
"Ali, stop tormenting her," Emily mumbled into her pillow.
"Oh, come on, Em. She torments me all the time. This is so perfectly delicious." Ali leaned down and whispered against Emily's ear. "Kind of like you."
"Mmmm," Emily murmured sleepily but a shiver of desire shot through her.
"I can hear you over here."
Alison turned Emily's face toward her and kissed her softly. "Don't fall back to sleep, Em." Alison looked over her shoulder. "So why are you back? Was your boy toy not any good?"
Kira choked out a short laugh. "Are you kidding me, I had to get out of there. He was never going to let me get any sleep."
Alison's mouth dropped open. "Are you saying he was still at you at five? Shit! What time did you go back to his dorm?"
"Around one I guess," Kira replied.
"Damn, girl. And I thought my girl had incredible stamina." She pressed another kiss to Emily's mouth softly. "Get up, baby."
Alison rose to her feet and padded over to Kira's bed. She tossed the covers over Kira before settling on the bed and leaning back. She nudged Kira, who rolled onto her side facing away from her.
"Move over and keep the covers up around you."
"Why?" Kira asked but did shift over slightly.
"Because you're still covered in boy… emissions. I don't want them on me."
"Then get out of my bed," Kira replied matter-of-factly. "Go back to your own."
"I can't go back over there." Ali settled her head on the pillow beside Kira.
"Why not?"
"Because if I climb back in to bed with her, I'll end up naked again and she'll never get to class." She lifted her head to look over at Emily. "Em, you've really got to get up," Ali said and Emily just grunted softly.
"We'll I don't really want you in my bed either. If she still smells like… that." Kira flicked her hand in Alison's direction. "Then you probably do to."
Alison laughed. "I already took my shower. Can't you see I'm freaking dressed?"
Kira lifted her head and looked over her shoulder.
"Oh."
"So how was he really?" Alison asked.
Kira sighed dreamily as she rolled onto her back again. "He was fucking hot."
Alison squealed and kicked her legs.
"Ugh," Kira complained. "Stop. I'm totally hung over too and that hurts my head."
Alison looked over at her girlfriend again. "Emily Fields, get your ass out of that bed, right now, or I will not put out for the rest of the week."
"Oh, snap," Kira said and laughed.
Alison glared at her girlfriend now. Emily lifted her head and glared right back and it made Alison want to hurl herself across the room and kiss the living daylights out of her girl.
Neither girl wanted to back down, but if Alison DiLaurentis was anything it was persistent. And no one won a stare down with her.
Emily finally huffed and threw the sheet off her body. She stood, gloriously naked, in Alison's opinion, and walked over to her wardrobe. Alison felt desire pool low in her belly then she immediately slapped her hand down over Kira's eyes.
"Ow, what the hell, Ali?" Kira tried to pry Ali's fingers from her face but Alison just rolled to her side and added her other hand.
"No looking at my girl."
Emily shook her head and grabbed her robe out of her wardrobe, tying the sash around her waist.
"I told you I already saw the two of you earlier."
"She was just laying down then. She wasn't strutting around in all her glory," Alison replied in an obvious tone.
"You're such a freak."
Emily picked up her bath caddy and tossed a towel over her shoulder before heading to the door. Alison blew her a kiss, which she did not return. Alison pouted as the door closed.
Alison took her hand away from Kira's face.
"Why are you nagging her about going to class anyway?" Kira asked. "What's the big deal? Half the campus is blowing off classes today."
"She has a paper she has to turn in," Alison replied. "Believe me, if she didn't I'd still be over there with her and we'd both still smell like pussy." Ali leaned toward Kira and whispered the word loudly.
"Ali, please I'm begging you, stop," Kira practically whimpered.
"Oh, this is going to be so much fun," Alison squealed.
"When do you leave again?"
"Too soon for me and not soon enough for you." Alison retorted as she rolled on her side to face Kira. "Come on, you have to give me the details. I'm never going to have sex with a guy again. I need to live vicariously through you."
"I thought you were bisexual." Kira rolled on her side to look at Alison.
"Who told you that?" Alison lifted her head and eyed Kira curiously.
"Uh," Kira started to stutter realizing she'd said too much. "I mean… um… well you told me the other night that you used to date guys," Kira said as she tried to cover.
Ali narrowed her eyes. "All that means is I just used to date guys. Where did you get bisexual from that?"
"Aw, fuck," Kira muttered and closed her eyes, burying her face in her pillow.
Ali pushed up on her elbow and looked over at her. "So, when did Em tell you that?"
"The other night," Kira said into the pillow. "I just totally got her busted, didn't I?"
"No," Alison replied honestly. "I'm surprised she said anything but I'm not into labels, Kira, as you probably figured out."
"Is that why it pisses you off when I say lesbian?"
"It doesn't piss me off. It annoys me."
"Isn't that the same thing?"
"No, but what was your point a minute ago?" Alison laid her head back down on the pillow.
"What point?"
"About me being bisexual."
Kira shrugged. "Well you could have sex with a guy again someday then."
"The only person I will ever have sex with again, in this lifetime, is that girl who just walked out the door shaking her head at me."
Kira looked at Alison, her eyes curious and thoughtful. "That's a pretty powerful statement coming from someone our age. We're only eighteen."
Alison slid her hands beneath her head as she looked at Kira. "Sometimes it feels like I've lived two lifetimes in my short life."
"Don't get me wrong, Ali. I heard what you said the other night and you know how in love I am with the way you and Emily love each other. The two of you seem to have something that almost defies logic, but-."
"But," Alison interrupted. "You think I'm being overly dramatic? That the intensity of what I feel for Emily runs too hot to be able to endure long term? That it's bordering on obsession, especially when I say things like I'll never have sex with anyone else ever?"
Kira quirked her lips to the side but didn't deny Ali's words.
"Kira, have you ever known something. I mean really known it. Down into the very depths of your soul known it?"
"I don't know," Kira admitted honestly and then both girls laughed as they realized what she said.
Alison's face sobered, but a small smile curved the right side of her lips. "Anyway, that's what I feel for Em. The love I feel for her, it's the one true, pure, beautiful thing in my life. The one thing I have ever done right."
Kira's reflective eyes just looked at her so Alison continued.
"It may be crazy to think we're going to spend the rest of our lives together, whether it's because of our age or because love this intense always burns out. But I'd rather spend as many years as I can being crazy, loving her as long and hard and insanely as I can, then live one second without her.
Alison bit her lip nervously and pushed up on her elbow again.
"Now if she changes her mind and decides she no longer feels the same way or that I'm just too much to deal with, which is always a real possibility with me. You'll realize that the better you get to know me," Alison rolled her eyes ruefully. "But if she ever decides that, it will destroy me, but I'll let her go. I'll do anything for her. I'll give anything for her. I'll kill for her." Alison closed her eyes a moment as memories of their final confrontation with "A" flashed through her mind. "And I have," Ali finished softly as she opened her eyes and looked at Kira again.
Kira's eyes registered her shock at Alison's words before she hid it. Alison waited to see if Kira would press for more but she didn't. Instead her eyes crinkled in the corners as she pushed up on her elbow, mimicking Alison's position.
"You know, Ali, you're little crazy. Like bat shit crazy. But I like you. Almost as much as I like Emily. And I believe what you're saying to me. And I'll root for you two to defy logic. But you have to promise me three things."
"Only that many? What are they?" Ali asked cautiously even as she narrowed her eyes.
Kira smiled now. "Never stop obsessing over her because it's really fucking hot."
Alison smiled softly.
"Never give that speech to anyone else, because, let's face it, if anyone hears you say shit like that, they'll probably have you locked up."
Alison chuckled and rolled her eyes. "And the third thing?"
"Never say the word pussy in my presence again." Kira shuddered even as the word passed her lips.
Ali barked out a short laugh. "If you don't want me to, you know what you have to do."
Kira watched Alison for a moment and then reluctantly nodded. Alison could see how painful her agreement was for her. And part of her almost felt bad. Only part or her.
"So we have an understanding then."
"I guess we do," Kira sighed sadly.
Emily walked back in, wrapped in her towel and her wet hair piled on top of her head. Alison rolled over to face her, smiling softly.
"Pull those covers over your head, Kira," she warned.
"Jesus Christ, Ali. I'm not gonna look." But Kira rolled over and pulled her covers over her head.
Alison watched Emily dress silently. Emily could feel Alison's eyes on her and she felt the heat of Ali's gaze seeping into her. It sent shivers up her spine. Emily looked over, meeting Alison's eyes.
Emily could have sworn the temperature in the room shot up ten degrees. Emily kept her eyes on Alison's as she slid panties up her legs. Alison's eyes never strayed from hers as she put on a bra then one of her running outfits.
"I'm going to go for a run after I drop my paper off since I overslept," Emily said over the lump in her throat. She released her hair from the clip, brushing it into a quick ponytail.
"Mmhmm," Alison murmured in agreement as she smiled. She figured as much.
"And are you dressed yet, Em?" Kira asked, her voice muffled by her comforter.
"Yes," Emily laughed. She had completely forgotten about her roommate.
Kira threw off the covers and sucked in air dramatically. "Thank god. And if you're just going to go get sweaty, why did you freaking shower?"
"Because she smelled like-" Alison started to say but Kira interrupted and shoved at Alison, almost knocking her off the bed.
"Hey, we made a deal, didn't we?"
"Do I want to know what this deal is?" Emily asked as she sat on her bed and tied her running shoes.
Alison shook her head as she chuckled. "Probably not."
Emily stood and tugged on a zippered sweatshirt, leaving it open for the moment.
"Since you're going running, should I just wait here for you?" Alison asked quietly.
Emily grabbed her paper and tucked it under her arm before walking over and crouching down next to Kira's bed. Alison sat up, dropping her legs over the side.
Emily brushed her thumb against Ali's cheek. Ali's eyes fluttered softly in response.
"We can meet at the quad for coffee if you want."
"Okay," Ali breathed "You mad at me for threatening to not put out?"
Emily laughed as she leaned forward and brushed her nose against Alison's. "Like I could take a threat like that seriously."
Alison scowled but Emily just kissed it off her face. Ali hummed against her lips but then pouted, making small little whimpering sounds.
Emily pulled back and looked at her funny. "Why are you pouting when I'm kissing you?"
"Because you don't smell or taste like pussy anymore," she whispered, her eyes twinkling.
"For the love of God," Kira groaned from behind Alison and then shoved her off the bed. Emily was barely able to catch her before she tumbled backward with Alison sprawled on top of her, and both girls' chuckled before resuming their kissing.
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"So what movie do you want to see?" Emily asked absently, her eyes glued to the screen of her laptop.
"I don't care," Alison said from her spot on Emily's bed. "I don't plan to watch it anyway."
When her words registered, Emily turned to look at her. "Then why are we going?"
Alison grinned mischievously. "I just want make out with my girlfriend in the back of the theater."
"Ali," Emily said as she laughed.
Kira snorted from across the room where she was tossing her dirty clothes into her duffle bag. "Can't you just make out for free here?"
"If we stay here we'll do more than make out. We'll end up having sex," Alison said as she pushed off the bed. She walked behind Emily's chair and leaned down to look at the computer screen. "And I'm not in the mood right now."
Kira looked over at Emily with a raised brow and Emily looked just as surprised.
"How about that one?" Alison pointed to the screen as she suggested one of the movies listed on the screen. She gently brushed her finger against the nape of Emily's neck; making Emily shiver, and Emily knew it was her way of softening the words she just said.
"Who are you and what have you done with Alison?" Kira asked as she zipped her duffle bag and dropped it onto the floor.
Alison scowled over her shoulder. "Aren't you leaving soon?"
"Right now, actually," Kira replied, not looking offended at all.
Emily turned in her seat "Have a good Thanksgiving. Thank your parents again for the invite."
"Whatever." Kira waived her hand dismissively. "You're going to have a much better Thanksgiving here, I'm sure."
Emily saw Alison's lips curl as she still leaned over Emily's computer screen. She squeezed Alison's hand and was rewarded with a soft kiss on her temple.
"All you'll miss at my house is my grandmother picking food out of her teeth with a turkey bone." Emily laughed at she stood up and the two girls hugged. "Don't you two get arrested for public indecency while I'm not around to bail you out."
"Jeez, don't give her any ideas," Emily replied and she looked over at Alison and winked.
Alison leaned against the side of Emily's desk as she watched Emily and Kira with a soft smile.
"Well, Ali," Kira turned to look at the blonde. "Am I going to see you again or will you be gone by the time I get back on Sunday?"
"Depends, when do you get back?" Alison asked curiously.
For two reasons actually. One, she wanted to know how long she had alone with Em. And, two, maybe it might not be so bad to see Kira again. Maybe.
Kira shrugged. "Late afternoon, probably."
"I fly out at seven."
"In the morning?"
Alison shook her head. "No, night."
"Maybe I'll see ya then." Kira grinned and stepped closer.
"You don't plan to hug me, do you?" Alison asked, eyeing her warily.
"Why not? We're all showered now."
Alison couldn't hold back the smirk and Kira reached out and yanked Alison by the arm. She hugged Alison with a ferocity that surprised the blonde, causing her to expel a harsh breath.
"Jeez, Kira," Alison choked even as she wrapped her arms around Kira and laughed. "Thanks for helping me and letting me stay this week," Alison said sincerely.
Kira released her. "I had a blast. You've got an open invite as long as our deal stays in place."
Alison smirked again but her eyes flashed impishly.
Kira grabbed her bag and hoisted it over her shoulder. She opened the door. "See you on Sunday, Em," she said then tilted her head as she looked at Alison.
"Don't be a stranger, girl crush."
Kira walked out the door and Emily laughed as she stepped closer to Alison, who was looking at the now closed door.
"I think you're going to miss her?" Emily teased as she reached for Alison's hand and pulled her closer. Ali wrapped her arms around Emily's waist and brought her eyes back to look into Emily's.
Her smile curved seductively and her eyes heated. Her girl was now all hers for the next four days.
"Em, as much as I like your roommate, I have been waiting for her to leave since the minute I arrived." Alison pressed against Emily and captured Emily's lips in a soft, deep kiss.
Emily moaned and wrapped her arms around Alison, pulling her closer as their lips met and released over and over, until finally pulling apart.
"You're all mine now," Alison breathed softly as their lips hovered close together. Alison slipped her hand beneath Emily's shirt, feeling the warm skin of her lower back.
"I'm always all yours," Emily's murmured as she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the hollow of Alison's throat.
A soft whimper escaped Alison's lips and her head fell back. She clutched at Emily's back as Emily swirled her tongue over Alison's pulse point.
"If you keep this up, we'll never make it to the movie," Alison breathed.
"You mean the movie you don't plan on watching?" Emily murmured against the skin of Alison's throat. The scent of Alison filled her nostrils, a mixture of the freesias and jasmine in her perfume and something else that was just intrinsically Alison. The scent made Emily weak in the knees.
Alison turned her face and pressed her lips against Emily's ear. "I didn't say I wasn't going to watch it, just that I wanted to make out with you during it. We'll have to catch our breath every once in a while."
"Yeah, well making out in movie theaters is overrated," Emily lifted her head and grinned as she started walking Alison backward toward her bed.
Alison groaned and pulled away. "No. If I let you push me down on your bed we'll never make the movie."
Emily stuck her bottom lip out in a pout and dropped her hands from Alison's hips. "And why is that so bad? For someone who wanted me alone so bad, you're awful eager to take me out in public."
Alison chuckled, leaning forward and kissing her quickly. She grabbed Emily's hand. "Come on, I think you'll enjoy what I have planned."
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Alison led Emily to the row in the very back right of the theater, tugging her hand impatiently as the previews started.
She dropped down into the seat beside the wall and Emily handed her the tub of popcorn she had insisted that they buy even though neither of them were hungry.
"I thought we were going to miss the beginning," Alison said as Emily sat beside her.
Alison placed the popcorn on the floor beside her feet before lifting the arm rest between the seats. She pressed against Emily's side as she slid her arm through Emily's and entwined their fingers.
"It would have been your fault if we did," she whispered playfully brushing her nose against Emily's cheek.
Emily laughed. "Everything usually is."
Alison laid her head on Emily's shoulder as they watched the previews and then the movie started.
About ten minutes into it, Alison released Emily's hand and started making circles on Emily's thigh. She turned her face into Emily's neck and kissed her softly.
Emily's eyes slipped closed for a moment before opening again at the feel of Alison's tongue swirling over the skin of her throat.
Her eyes scanned the theater. It was only half full and the closest people to them were about 4 rows ahead and a few seats over.
Emily lifted her hand to Alison's cheek and turned her head. She titled Alison's face up and captured Alison's lips in a soft kiss.
Alison moaned as she opened her mouth, granting Emily entrance. Her fingers pressed into Emily's thigh as their tongues brushed softly, then more insistently. Alison turned her body toward Emily as the brunette's arm lifted around her back and pulled her closer.
They kissed long and soft and deep, the movie forgotten as they lost themselves in each other.
Alison reached over and cupped Emily's breast in her hand, gently brushing her thumb over the already hardened nipple through her shirt. Emily whimpered softly into Alison's mouth and deepened the kiss as Alison fought back a smile.
Emily's fingers traveled up Alison's back and into her hair, holding Alison' captive against her mouth, sweeping her tongue along Alison's in slow strokes.
Alison's hand slid down Emily's stomach and under her t-shirt, her fingers caressed the soft skin of Emily's stomach. Her stomach muscles quivered in response. The hand that rested on Emily's thigh clenched into Emily's toned flesh.
Alison's fingers gripped the snap of Emily's pants and tugged. With practiced ease Alison slid Emily's zipper down before Emily's brain could catch up with what she was doing.
As Alison's fingers dipped into the front of Emily's panties, Emily pulled her mouth away, "Ali."
"Shhhh," Alison whispered as her lips took gentle sips of Emily's cheek as they traveled to her ear.
"What are you doing?" Emily choked softly as her eyes opened and she looked around frantically. The theater was dark and no one was paying any attention. She breathed easier and her eyes slipped closed again as Alison's fingers moved lower, her fingertips sliding down to find Emily hot and wet. Alison flicked her fingertip against Emily's clit.
Emily's body jerked softly and Alison used the opportunity to tug Emily's thighs open a little wider with the other hand still gripping her thigh.
"God, you're so wet, Em," Alison moaned as she gently bit Emily's earlobe.
Emily reached down and grabbed Alison's forearm with her hand. "Ali, stop," she pleaded but Emily didn't have the strength to do anything but tilt her hips and rock them gently against Alison's fingers.
"Mmmmm," Alison purred softly as her tongue swirled soft circles beneath Emily's ear. "You feel so good beneath my fingers, Em."
Emily turned her face and captured Alison's lips in a bruising kiss as she tried desperately to not moan long and low.
Alison's fingers circled Emily's clit, around the outside and then back to the tip, gently alternating between flicking and stroking.
Emily's fingers, which had still been gripping Alison's forearm, loosened and Emily lifted her hand to Alison's cheek again. She tore her lips away from Alison's. "Ali," she pleaded again softly. "You have to stop."
"No," Alison replied, breathing the words into Emily's mouth as she pushed her hand deeper into Emily's panties, her fingers sliding lower, to her entrance. She pressed her thumb against Emily's clit as first one, then a second finger, slipped into Emily's heat.
Emily groaned, her head falling back as Alison's fingers plunged inside her. Her hips rocked of their own accord as Alison's fingers slipped deeper, sliding in and out in a lazy slow rhythm.
Alison lifted her head and so she could look at Emily. She loved watching Emily's face when she was lost in pleasure like this, loved seeing her abandon all her senses, except touch, as everything fell away except where and how Alison touched her.
"That's it, baby," Alison whispered softly against the corner of Emily's mouth. "Just feel me."
"Ali," Emily gasped
Alison's eye caught movement a few rows in front of them and she turned her face. Two guys were looking back over their shoulders, eyes wide as they realized what was happening in the back row.
Alison glared at them. How dare they look at her girl when she was in the throes of passion?
But then Emily's hand gripped her forearm again, pushing down, urging her to slip her fingers deeper and Alison decided she didn't care. All she cared about was making Emily come.
Alison turned her face back and leaned closer to Emily. She bit her lip gently as her fingers plunged faster and deeper, her thumb pressing and rolling Emily's clit.
Emily gasped and her thighs shook as she felt her orgasm starting low and deep. She turned her face and Alison kissed her.
Alison felt Emily pulsing around her fingers and she moaned now as she simultaneously swallowed Emily's soft moans and whimpers.
Emily tightened her thighs around Alison's hand and her hips bucked of their own accord as she rode out her orgasm on Alison's fingers.
Alison kept pumping her fingers and rolling Emily's clit until Emily pulled her lips away again. "Please, stop," Emily pleaded as she pulled on Alison's arm, her body still convulsing softly in her seat.
Alison stopped immediately now, knowing how tender Emily would be. She gently slipped her fingers out of Emily's body as she pressed soft, soothing kisses against Emily's ear and neck as she rested her damp hand on Emily's stomach.
Emily panted softly and she smiled when she felt Alison's lips curve against her throat.
"I've always wanted to do that to you," Alison admitted, amused self-satisfaction in her voice.
"God, Ali," Emily sighed as she opened her eyes. "What were you thinking? Anyone could have seen us." She lifted her head and looked around nervously. She saw the two guys a few rows up snickering and looking over their shoulders again. Emily felt herself blush to the roots of her hair.
"Oh god," Emily groaned embarrassed as she buried her face in her hands. "They did see us."
Alison glared at them again, this time turning on the full force of the Alison DiLaurentis glare and they immediately sobered and turned around.
Alison nuzzled Emily's ear. "You're so beautiful when you're falling apart under my hands."
Emily felt the laughter bubbling up in her chest and she started to chuckle despite her embarrassment. She looked over at Alison who was smiling softly, her eyes twinkling.
"This is why you wanted to come to the movies today?"
Alison nodded as her smile widened unapologetically.
Emily shifted and turned to face Alison in the seat. Ali looked up at her curiously, her breath catching in her throat at the heated look in Emily's eyes.
Emily cupped Alison's face in her hands and she kissed Alison deeply. Alison groaned softly and grasped Emily's wrists, the movie long forgotten by both of them
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Six hours later, Emily and Alison hurried through the pouring rain, Emily's jean jacket held above them, as they approached Emily's dorm.
They were soaked to the bone. It had started raining while they were in the movies and continued all through their dinner at Palomino, the Mediterranean restaurant Emily had been dying to take Alison to.
They reached the door and Emily pulled it open, letting Alison enter before her.
"Damn it, my shoes are ruined," Alison complained as Emily shook out her drenched jacket.
Emily looked down. "Yeah, they probably are."
"That's all you have to say?" Alison snapped as they started up the stairs.
"What? I was just agreeing with you." Emily shook her head exasperated.
Alison rubbed her hands up and down her arms trying to generate some heat. "I'm freezing," she said as they reach the third floor.
Emily used her key to access the floor and let Alison again step in before her.
"We'll get out of these wet clothes as soon as we're in my room," Emily replied absently.
"Mmmm, I like the sound of that," Alison purred and she felt her body warming already.
Emily laughed softly but she felt her body warming as well.
Emily opened her door and stood back to let Alison walk ahead of her again, but this time Alison pressed her wet body against her, slowly dragging herself against Emily, the hard tips of her nipples brushing against Emily's' breasts as she did.
Both girls shuddered and then laughed. "That would have felt good if we weren't drowned rats," Alison chuckled as she stepped back.
"Yeah," Emily agreed smiling. She looked into the deserted hallway. "Well it looks like everyone else is gone."
"Is there anyone staying on this floor over the weekend?" Alison asked as she kicked her shoes off.
"Not in this pod." Emily shook her head. "I think there might be two girls in Heather's pod down the hall. I heard something about them having to stay because they had to work."
"So we're all alone then?"
"Yes," Emily said cautiously. She knew that tone and whenever Alison used it, it made her nipples ache.
Alison's lips spread into a sultry smile. "I think a hot shower might help us both warm up, don't you?"
Now the ache moved lower and Emily actually felt a pulsing in her lower abdomen. They hadn't showered together since before she left Rosewood and it was something Emily had ached for since Alison arrived.
Her eyes darkened with desire at Alison's suggestion and Ali's breath hitched when she saw it.
"If you don't stop looking at me like that I'm going to pounce on you," Alison warned, her voice low and thick.
Emily walked over to her wardrobe and grabbed two towels and her bath caddy. She grabbed Alison's hand and they walked out of her room and across the hall into the bathroom.
"You sure we're alone?" Alison asked as they walked around the wall to find three private shower stalls, each with a curtain.
"Do you really care?" Emily asked as she walked to the last one and hung their towels on the hooks just outside it. "After what you did in the theater?"
Alison chuckled as she started tossing her wet clothes on to the floor. "That was so hot. And it's been a fantasy of mine since the first time we went to the movies after we got together."
"You should have told me, we could have done it before now," Emily said a she turned the water on and adjusted the temperature.
"Liar," Alison teased knowing her shy mermaid only consented because Alison took her by surprise and had her body already on fire by the time her brain caught up.
Emily didn't deny it. She only grinned as she turned around and started to strip. She stopped when she saw Alison was already naked.
Emily reached for Alison, gripping her hips and pulling her closer. Alison reached for the hem of Emily's shirt, lifting it over her head and quickly divesting Emily of the rest of her wet clothes. Emily used the opportunity to caress Alison's soft skin between each article of clothing coming off.
Once she was naked too, Emily lowered her mouth to Alison's, sighing softly as their lips met in a gentle kiss. Alison reached up and cupped Emily's breasts as Emily turned them around and guided Alison backwards into the shower, pulling the curtain closed behind them.
"Ohh," Alison squeaked as the hot water hit her back and she pressed right up against Emily's body.
"Is it too hot?" Emily asked, concerned, but Ali just laughed.
"No, my skin is just a little colder than normal."
"Well why don't I warm you up then?" Emily murmured as she let her hands run slowly over Alison's curves once more.
"I'm feeling warm now," Alison whispered as she pressed her face into Emily's neck. Her hands squeezed Emily's breasts, brushing her thumb softly over her nipples.
Emily moaned as she bent and latched her lips onto Alison's neck, swirling her tongue and sucking the skin softly.
Alison panted as her hands slid around Emily and down her back to grip her ass gently, pulling her closer.
Emily's removed her lips from Alison's neck and lifted her hands to slide into Alison's hair. She tilted Ali's head back underneath the water. Alison's eyes fluttered closed and she sighed.
Emily reached for the shampoo and poured some in her hands as Alison lifted her arms and soaked her hair under the spray. Emily slid her shampoo covered hands into Alison's long blond tresses, slowly working them into lather.
"God, that feels so good, Em." Alison opened her eyes and smiled, her eyes meeting Emily's.
She reached over and grabbed the body wash, pouring some in her hand. As Emily washed her hair, massaging her scalp until Alison was sure she was going to start purring, Alison rubbed her soapy hands over Emily's breasts, down over her abdomen and between her thighs.
"I've missed this so much," Alison's breath hitched and she closed her eyes, reveling in Emily's gentle touch.
"I've missed you so much, Ali," Emily said honestly as she tilted Alison's head back, rinsing her hair.
Slowly and gently, the two girls lovingly washed each other, exploring every inch of each other's body. Alison washed and rinsed Emily's hair just as gently, feeling the brunette shudder under her touch.
But despite the desire that was coursing between them, there was nothing sexual about this touching. It wasn't meant to excite. It was meant to soothe and express their love wordlessly.
Finally soft kisses grew deeper and longer as warm water poured down over their bodies. Touches grew firmer and more deliberate.
Alison's hand slipped between Emily's thighs, seeking to touch her again, needing to touch her again, but Emily grabbed her hand and pulled it away.
Alison looked up surprised and Emily shook her head.
"You had your fun earlier. Now it's my turn."
Alison smiled that soft sultry smile that always drove Emily wild and she grasped Alison behind her neck, pulling Ali's lips to hers. Alison's mouth fell open automatically and Emily swept her tongue inside as she pushed Alison gently back against the tile across from the shower head. Alison gasped as her heated skin pressed against the cool tile.
Emily swallowed the gasp as she reached down and hiked Alison's thigh up to her hip and pulled Alison's leg around her. Emily pressed her thigh against Alison's heat.
Alison clutched Emily closer as she moaned into Emily's mouth. Their swollen and tender breasts brushed and Alison trembled as Emily's nipples bumped her own aching ones.
Emily sank her teeth into Alison's lower lip, tugging gently as she ground her thigh against Alison, causing the blonde to whimper her name.
Suddenly Emily pulled back and turned Alison around. Emily pressed against Alison's back, pressing her against the tile again. Alison groaned this time as her throbbing nipples pressed against the hard tile.
"Em," Alison panted as Emily slipped her thigh between Alison's thighs again, urging her to spread them.
One of Emily's hands swept Alison's wet hair off her shoulder, while the other slid slowly and deliberately down her stomach. Emily's lips glided softly over the nape of Alison's neck and she felt Alison's stomach muscles quiver beneath her fingertips. Alison's head fell forward and her forehead hit the tile as her entire body trembled in anticipation.
Emily's fingers reached their destination and found Alison swollen and warm and wet. Emily gently sank her teeth into Alison's shoulder. Alison groaned as she pushed back against Emily, spreading her thighs wider, granting the access Emily sought.
Emily's other hand slid between the wall and Alison's breast, cupping and squeezing the soft flesh. Emily's tongue swirled up along Alison's throat to her ear.
"I love you, Ali," Emily murmured and Alison whimpered her name in response.
Emily's fingers teased Alison's clit until the blonde's legs were shaking. Alison's hips rocked and Emily moved her body in tandem as her fingers slid lower and plunged into Alison's heated depths.
"Em," Alison choked her girlfriend's name as she started a deep steady rhythm, pressing the palm of her hand against Alison's clit, grinding against the little bud, keeping Alison just enough on edge but not letting her fall over.
Emily alternated between flicking her fingertips over Alison's clit and plunging first one, then a second finger inside her. She curled her fingers forward and hit that one spot that made Alison see stars.
"Please," Alison pleaded as her legs trembled harder.
Emily reached her hand up under Alison's chin and lifted her face, turning her so Emily could kiss her deeply; swallowing Alison's gasping and pleading breaths.
"Come for me sweetheart," Emily murmured against her lips and Alison cried out softly as her body did as commanded.
Her eyes rolled back in her head. She pulsed around Emily's fingers, squeezing the digits and her entire body bucked between Emily's and the wall.
Alison's legs gave out and she slowly sank to her knees. Emily crouched down with her, whispering words of love in her mouth as she pulled her fingers away, but leaving them resting gently between Alison's thighs. Alison leaned over and pressed her forehead against the wall again as she caught her breath.
"Fuck, Emily," Alison said, her voice hoarse. "Are you trying to kill me?"
Emily shifted to her knees behind Alison and leaned over her, chuckling softly as she pressed gentle kisses against Alison's back.
"What was it you said, Ali?" Emily laughed as she reiterated Alison's word from the other day. "Would there be any better way to go?"
Alison's body shook as she laughed breathlessly. "I have to say there isn't."
Emily gently rubbed Alison's back, massaging the still tense muscles. After several minutes Alison sat up and turned around. She leaned forward and met Emily's lips for a soft, deep kiss. This one slow and languorous.
"I don't know if I'm going to be able to stand," Alison said only half joking as their lips parted.
Emily smiled and stood up. She reached a hand down to Alison.
Alison just tilted her head and rose to her knees. Her eyes took on a predatory gleam and she gripped Emily's thighs. She pushed them apart and Emily stumbled slightly in surprise, her back hitting the opposite wall in the small stall.
Alison crawled closer and she lifted one of Emily's legs over her shoulder as she dove between Emily's thighs. Her mouth covered Emily, her lips wrapping around Emily's clit and she started sucking and flicking and lapping at the hard little bud.
Emily reached down and slid her hands into Alison's hand, gripping the soft wet strands harder than she intended. Alison retaliated by nipping Emily's clit with her teeth.
Emily leaned back against the wall, shocked and panting at Alison's aggressive assault. Emily bucked her hips against Alison's face as the blonde devoured her, alternating between plunging her tongue deep inside Emily and sucking on her clit.
Alison's fingers pressed hard into the thigh over her shoulder and her other hand sought out Emily's in her hair. Alison tugged Emily's hand out of her hair and entwined their fingers.
"Ali," Emily moaned as she looked down. The sight of her girlfriend's head buried between her thighs was too much. She'd been aroused and just on edge enough from what she'd done to Alison that she didn't have the strength to hold out.
Her orgasm slammed into her and her body jerked. She cried out Alison's name, grasping Alison's head and pressing it deeper between her thighs as she rode out her orgasm on Alison's tongue.
Alison lapped at her gently now, soothing and calming Emily's sensitive flesh. Alison inhaled deeply, once, before she pressed a last soft kiss on Emily's swollen clit. She lowered Emily's thigh off her shoulder and sat back on her heels as she grinned up at her girl.
Emily looked down at her with wide eyes. She caressed Alison's cheek gently.
"Alison," she sighed softly as she caught her breath.
"I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't help myself," Alison said teasingly.
Emily laughed and held out a hand to Alison again. This time Alison took it and stood on shaky legs. Emily wrapped Alison in her arms, burying her face in her neck and Alison slid her arms around Emily's waist.
Alison leaned her head against Emily's, closing her eyes.
The two girls held each other, under the warm water, for several minutes before Alison started giggling.
Emily lifted her head and looked at her curiously.
Alison grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Just think, from now on, every time you take a shower in this stall, all you'll see is me on my knees in front of you."