Prelude to Part 2!
A/N: I feel like I owe you guys. And so, ta da, here's the prelude to the next part of this story.
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10 months later…
"You said, 'What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?'"
The sound of harsh breathing can be heard intermittently with little gasps as Emily torturously wiggles her ass in between Alison's legs in her lap as the blonde sits on one of the kitchen chairs, her jaw dropped wide open. Alison's mind feels like it can't focus on anything but the fact that her girlfriend appeared out of nowhere, dimmed the lights, and is wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and sheer thigh highs with a garter running up to the lacy panties exposing her gorgeous tan ass.
She groans involuntarily as Emily presses her ass against her center and she lets her own hands land on Emily's waist, maneuvering her so the brunette grinds harder into her.
"Remind me again what else I did," Alison pleads as Emily stands up and turns around to face her with a smirk. She had opted to remind Alison about the night they had met.
"You were such a tease," Emily whispers in her ear as she straddles her, both legs on either side of Alison, and she begins to slowly rock her hips so that her center grinds against Ali. Her tongue swirls around the inside of Alison's ear before trailing kisses down her jaw and Alison can only take so much before she grabs both sides of Emily's face and kisses her passionately, hungry for her girlfriend.
"Are you going to tease me, or are you going to touch me already?" Alison asks with a heated glance, her eyes drifting between Emily's delicious cleavage and her swollen lips.
"Oh I'm just getting started," Emily says with a playfully wicked grin as she slides her body down Alison's and back up again, procuring a moan from her horny blonde.
"I don't know if I can make it," Alison jokes throwing her head back, but she quickly whimpers as she feels Emily's lips attack her neck while her center continues to grind against her.
"You're wearing too many clothes," Emily mumbles as she licks at the bite mark she just gave Alison.
So she stands up and pulls Alison up, swiftly pinning her against the fridge as she pins her arms above her head and wiggles her body torturously against her.
"Someone's been practicing," Alison says with a smug grin and Emily blushes for just a second and looks at her shyly before continuing with her tease and puts on her bravado again.
"I came to impress," she says in her huskiest voice as her free hand roams down Alison to her jeans and plucks the button open. "So behave and let me."
"Yes, please," Alison moans, arching her back as Emily's fingers dance across her damp panties and tease her through the fabric. She will never tire of dominant, in-control Emily. Watching her shy, kind and gentle girlfriend become a sexual animal in the bedroom (or in this case, the kitchen), turned her on like no other.
With one hand still holding Alison's above her head, and the other shoved in her pants, Emily grinds her almost bare body against Alison's and kisses her harshly, biting her lip and then sucking on it.
The blonde grinds her hips harder against Emily's fingers and whimpers when she feels them withdraw from her pants.
"Em," she whines but feels the slightly damp fingers trail up her shirt to her breasts. Alison slams her eyes shut as she feels the nimble fingers begin to flick her nipple while Emily's forehead is pressed against her, her warm breath hitting her face.
"You like being teased," Emily taunts as she pinches a little harder causing Alison to whimper and moan, leaning to capture Emily's lips but missing as the brunette moves back an inch out of reach.
"Admit it," Emily goads her on and Alison throws her head back.
"Fine, I love being teased," Alison admits and squeaks as Emily tweaks her other nipple hard and then runs her hand back down to her panties, still remaining above the fabric. Her fingers trace the wet folds through them and Alison tries to grind against Emily's fingers but the brunette keeps stilling them at any sign of Alison moving.
"Please," Alison begs and Emily grins, knowing she's got her girlfriend on the edge. "Please Em."
"What was that?"
"Please!" Alison moans as Emily presses against her clit.
"Please what?"
"Please just fuck me," Alison begs through a strangled whimper and Emily shakes her head.
"That was just crude," she jokes but drops to her knees and pulls Alison's jeans down with her panties in one swift motion.
"Crude? Really? Everything about this is—shit, holy fuck," Alison is cut off by the feeling of Emily's lips wrapping around her clit and sucking, her tongue flicking expertly against it.
Emily lets her tongue continue to tease Alison while her fingers slip into Alison, causing her knees to buckle and she has to steady herself against the fridge.
"Fuck, yes, right there," Alison moans as her hands slip into Emily's hair and she gradually grinds her hips against Emily's face, riding her tongue and her fingers.
Emily soon brings her to her climax and she rides out her orgasm with her eyes shut and moans spilling from her lips.
The room is silent except for their heavy breathing as Emily places a kiss against her before wiping her lips and Alison tries to catch her breath.
"That was-"
"Emily I brought over dinner and- holy fuck!"
Alison squeaks and Emily jumps to her feet as they both see Hanna staring with her jaw dropped at the door. Her face goes from shocked to deadpan in a matter of seconds.
"I told you I'd be over in five!"
"Turn around!" Emily yelps at the fact that Hanna is still standing there while Alison's underwear and pants are in a pool at her feet and her hair is disheveled in every direction.
"Oh please like I haven't walked in on you before," Hanna rolls her eyes and turns around, slamming the door on her way out. "Get dressed!"
The two hear her yell from outside and a deep laugh rips from Alison.
"Oh god," Alison chuckles as she runs a hand through her hair and Emily turns around with an un-amused face. "The poor girl has bad timing."
"She stared a little too long," Emily pouts and Alison smirks.
"I can't help it that your friend has a huge girl crush on me."
"I'll get her back," Emily growls.
"She has a girl crush on you too, so watch out," Alison teases as she kisses Emily's pout. "I'm going to go shower, you better entertain her."
Emily sighs and kisses her one more time before Alison saunters off towards their bedroom. "Oh and Em?"
The brunette turns to look at her expectantly.
"It's your turn later."
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"So can you host Friendsgiving?" Hanna asks as she shovels Chinese food into her mouth.
"I'm sorry, say that again without spitting food everywhere," Emily teases as she wipes a speck of food off her face.
"You heard me bitch," Hanna laughs as she swallows her food. "Please? You're the only one with a big enough place."
Emily had managed to get a well-paid job at one of the newer corporations starting up near Rosewood, and so her and Alison had moved back to the town where all her friends had ended up back at as well. Luckily, Alison had attended a bit of culinary school and gotten a job as a pastry chef at The Grille. Ezra had offered her a position at his hotel restaurant but Alison didn't want to commute that far, and she wanted to live with Emily.
The two got a decent size townhouse in Rosewood, and now Hanna was proposing to have their friends Thanksgiving dinner at their place.
"I'm sure Alison would be fine with that," Emily acknowledges as she takes a bite of food.
"What would I be fine with?" Alison asks as she appears in nothing but a towel, her damp hair clinging to her.
"Do you ever wear clothes?" Hanna asks with a smirk.
"Only when necessary," Alison replies smoothly as she walks over to Emily and opens her mouth as if asking Em to feed her. Her girlfriend rolls her eyes and puts a piece of chicken in her mouth to which she hums happily and kisses the top of Emily's head gratefully.
"I was telling Emily we should have Friendsgiving at your place," Hanna continues and Alison's eyes light up. The opportunity to host sounds nice for once. It had been hard to have people over for a while, but Alison and Emily have finally begun to leave the events of Darren Wilden behind them in the past. It's taken a lot of therapy and work, but their relationship has indeed been healing. The two of them feel better than they ever have.
"That sounds so sweet," Alison says gleefully sitting on Emily's lap, interrupting her girlfriend's attempt at eating.
"Are you guys finally coming out with us tonight?" Hanna asks casually, ignoring the fact that she can see Emily's hand mischievously drifting up Alison's bare leg. The blonde grabs the hand gently and looks at Emily expectantly, waiting for her to answer. Hanna, Aria, and Spencer had been asking the two to go out week after week lately.
"It's a Thursday night," Emily sighs. "I work early tomorrow morning, you know that."
"Yolo," Hanna merely spits out with a serious look and Alison stifles a laugh as Emily rolls her eyes.
"I can't, I have a major presentation for clients tomorrow," Emily admits.
"Okay, so Alison you're gonna come right?"
"Me?" the blonde asks caught off guard. She hasn't been out by herself without Emily in a while. Granted, they went to work separately but they were each other's safety nets otherwise. It was almost borderline unhealthy, but they'd started giving each other distance before it got to that point. The two of them knew that Alison would be completely safe going out with Hanna and the girls, but both were still reluctant to.
"Yes you, come on! I need someone to have fun with while Grandma Spencer and Aria take forever to finish their first drinks."
"Hey don't go getting my girlfriend hammered," Emily scowls teasingly but the underlying protectiveness is there.
"Please Ali," Hanna begs.
Alison looks between the pouting blonde and her girlfriend. She sees Emily nod, and knows that she just wants for her to enjoy herself.
"Okay," Alison tells her slowly. "But I'm warning you, I might join Spencer and Aria in being a grandma tonight."
"Yeah, we'll see, not if I have anything to say about it!"
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At 12:38 am, Emily yawns loudly, stretching at her desk in her bedroom. She glances at her clock to check the time and sighs knowing it could be a while before Hanna dropped Alison back off at the house.
The brunette goes to the bathroom to wash her face and change. The days have been getting longer due to the amount of work she's trying to get done before Thanksgiving next week. She's been up since four am, and she has to wake up again at five in a few hours. She'll get back around six, in time to see Alison after work, but she has a lot more work to accomplish tomorrow night as well. Luckily she also has the weekend, but she wants to get her work out of the way so she can enjoy it with Ali.
She wants to surprise the blonde with a nice dinner out since they haven't gone out in a while, but she has to get through the next day.
Her mind is exhausted, like the rest of her body. She goes through the motions of getting ready for bed and is so tired she doesn't remember falling asleep. At some point in the middle of the night, she's not sure when, she feels her phone vibrate next to her and her arm sleepily reaches for it and answers.
"Hello," Emily sleepily mumbles as if she's in a dream and she's not sure whether or not she is.
"Hey? Is this Emily?"
She barely recognizes Alison's voice on the other line, it doesn't register with her fully.
"Ali," she mumbles. "Are you home yet babe?"
"Uh no," Alison's voice sounds distant and Emily can barely hear her. Her brain doesn't process what's being said and she falls back asleep without hanging up.
At five thirty, Emily wakes up to an empty bed. She frowns and grabs for her phone on the bedside table and sees a few texts from Alison.
Babe we're still out, are you awake? – 1:38 am
Hanna's dancing on a table, I'm taking a video for you! :* - 2:40 am
I'm crashing at Aria's, I'll bring you lunch tomorrow at work babe. I love you, sleep well! -3:15 am
She sighs and continues to get ready for work and forces herself to focus on the day.
x-x-x
"Ms. Fields somebody's here to see you," her co-worker winks at her as they walk by her office and she nods politely. Alison appears in the doorway, freshly showered with a smile on her face.
"Hi, darling," Alison purrs as she carries a bag of food and saunters over to Emily's desk. "Sleep well?"
"Kinda," Emily gives her a small smile and stands up, leaning over the desk to give Alison a quick kiss. "I'll sleep better when you're in bed with me."
"Same," Alison agrees. "Plus, Hanna snores loudly."
"Of course she does," Emily shakes her head with a light laugh. "Sorry I think I passed out on you when you called last night."
"I didn't call you," Alison frowns.
"Didn't you?" Emily asks, suddenly puzzled as she tries to remember. She distinctly remembers answering her phone.
"You got a call from a blocked number at two," Alison frowns as she goes through Emily's phone, having picked it up immediately to look through it.
"Strange," Emily muses for a minute before the smell of Alison's food distracts her.
"Who's calling you at two?" Alison asks, not so easily deterred as Emily starts to dig in the bag for food.
"Probably some telemarketer or something, I was so out of it," Emily admits. "Come on, let's eat."
Alison gives in, but in the back of her mind, something is unsettling. She feels an uneasy sensation pulling at her, and she can't shake it- doesn't know why a random phone call bothers her. But, she figures, she's just being paranoid because of her past. And nothing could get worse than that. Right?