Hi my lovely Emison babes! First things first, HAPPY PRIDE MONTH everybody! Celebrate your amazing queer selves. For all of my American readers, I know living in the US as a LGBTQ person is very scary right now. Find time to give yourself some extra love this month. Will anyone be attending pride events this June? I was hoping to make it to Denver's Pride this year, but unfortunately I won't make it this time. Alrighty guys let's dive on in. This is the first chapter where I have done a small time jump in our story. In honor of pride month, it's gonna get extra gay up in here...Drum roll please...because this chapter is rated M for Mature. I repeat! This chapter is rated M for Mature. Keep in mind this definitely isn't a hardcore smut fanfic. I've approached this with as much tact and class as I could for a sex scene...yet still keeping it dirty cuz yanno, it's sex lol. Nonetheless, this is rated M. Also, this is my longest chapter to date woohoo! It's about to get hot up in here. Are you screaming yet?! This chapter is in Emily's POV. Enjoyyyyy!

In response to the reviews: •Packersgirl492, Thank you thank you! It truly was amazing. Our friends made it a very special day for my wife and I. Aside from my sweet sister and brother in law, I had none of my family attend my wedding because the rest of my family are extremely conservative and religious. We had to do it all on our own financially so it was incredible to see our dreams come to fruition. Omg what an experience! The Greg Jennings, Donald Driver era was amazing. I do miss players like Jordy Nelson and Clay Matthews too. Yeah tickets are ridiculous! If my wife and I do go to the game we might have to settle for the nosebleeds. She's a huge Buffalo Bills fan, but she agreed she would wear Packers gear for me if we go lol. We had to watch last year's Bills/Packers game in different rooms in our house because we are so competitive haha. We thought it was ironic Rodgers is in the same division now with the Bills so we're going to have some fun this upcoming season. Are you glad to have the extra time until the fall to defend your proposal or no? Dude!...Yes!...I'm so glad we can agree about all of the disgusting men getting with teenage girls in the show. When I was watching it in high school I honestly didn't think twice about it. Then, when I went to re-watch the show three/ fourish years ago, in my head I was like "what the actual fuck." There were SO many gross older guys...Ian, Wren, Garrett, Ezra, Jason. I mean, even that one chick that Emily had a thing with...Talia? Idk how old she was, but when I re-watched the show I was like ummmmm this is weird. I'll gladly rant with you any day about that haha. I love confident Emily! Right now they are in their junior year in this story...so even though Emily hasn't been in any other relationships, I'm writing more off of Emily's vibe when she was in junior year (which was way more confident than how she was in freshman/sophomore year in the show). Glad you picked up on Alison wooing Mrs. Fields lol. I'm slowly headed in that direction with Alison/Pam interactions. Hanna is a cute supportive ally. I love how sweet she was to Emily in the show after Emily came out. We all know Hanna wouldn't care about Alison and Emily being together, but what it boils down to is if Alison will tell her or not...it'll be interesting when/if she does. Samara being introduced into the story will definitely be playing an impact on what I have planned, and she will have more appearances in the future. Emily has been super understanding with Ali, but I hope Emily can continue to stay patient with her ;). Omggggg dude hell yeah!!! I love me some Tupac. 'Keep Ya Head Up' is a forever classic. I have many other favs of his, but my top 3 would be 'Unconditional Love' , 'Do For Love' , and 'To Live & Die In L.A'. Biggie, Ice Cube, and Eazy E are some of my other favs too. I always say Biggie was the better lyricist/rapper and Tupac was like a poet. Both amazing though. Also, when I was listening to your Metallica recs I realized I had heard 'Nothing Else Matters' before, but I really liked 'Fade To Black'. You should've seen my cat when I turned on Metallica lol he loved it. He was biting my phone and purring...So apparently my cat is a big Metallica fan haha. Sounds like your mom is an amazing woman! All of those female artists are phenomenal. See you next time friend. •tflpellc , I love Bleachers too! My favorite is 'Don't Take The Money'. I haven't ever gotten into 80's music, but I do listen to 90's rap and some 70's Fleetwood Mac often. Btw, I really liked Wolf Alice! I'll also check out your Emison author recommendation! I hope Alison will be able to tell Hanna too...but we'll just have to see ;) Hope to see you next time!

~3mison

Chapter Fourteen: In My Veins

"We started to learn things about each other from the inside out, like the summer you broke your ankle and how for every birthday you just wanted ice-cream cake. Even if I started to imagine the taste of your skin on my lips, the rhythm of every beat of your heart, the way your body would fit in mine, I was amazed at the way we could find beauty just in each other's energy. I had been introduced to the very seams that stitched you together. Before I knew every line on your body, the color of your eyes, the touch of your hand, I knew the folds of your heart, your stories, your soul, and nothing compared. Part of me wondered if this was what love truly was, that even if I had my eyes closed for the rest of my life, I would still fall for you anyway."

-a poem from The Space Between Us by Courtney Peppernell

Two months later,

Emily pulled on her black jean jacket, checking herself out in the mirror. The brunette had on a turquoise v cut underneath and black skinny jeans. Fall season was nearing in Pennsylvania, and the weather was getting cold enough to wear a light jacket now. Emily smiled to herself in the mirror as she touched the necklace around her neck, remembering the time when Alison gave it to her. The two had made it a habit of going on Sunday afternoon picnics at the park where they went on their first date. Emily thought about their second week of going to the park on Sundays, the one when Alison gifted her the piece of jewelry:

Emily and Alison were laying down on their picnic blanket in the grass. The blonde had her head rested on Emily's chest as the two of them laid in comfortable silence. "Do you think the swim team will make it to state this year?" Alison asked quietly, rubbing her fingers on Emily's stomach. The blonde would regularly lift up a small portion of the brunette's shirt so that she could touch Emily's skin. "I hope so," Emily answered, "It mainly just depends on this next week's meet." Alison moved herself off of Emily's chest and propped her head on her hand, her elbow holding herself up. Alison faced the brunette laying below her, using her free hand to cup Emily's cheek, "You will. With you at anchor you'll take the team all the way," Alison replied. Emily smiled lightly in response, feeling major nerves about the next meet. "Okay I can't wait anymore," Alison said suddenly and sat up fully on the blanket. Emily followed suit and sat herself up, curious to what Alison was doing. The blonde grabbed her purse and started digging through it. "Wait for what?" Emily inquired. Alison brought out a small white jewelry box and handed it to Emily with a grin. "Open it," the blonde instructed. The brunette slowly took the top off of the box, revealing a gorgeous gold chained necklace with a small blue pendant at the end. "Ali," Emily breathed out in astonishment, "It's stunning." Alison smiled her big dimple smile, "Just like you," she whispered back in return and placed a quick kiss onto Emily's lips. The kiss startled Emily at first. Whenever the two of them went on their picnic dates, they tried to avoid kissing in public. Emily attempted to kiss Alison last week at the very same spot and the blonde scolded her for the brunette's public display of affection. She can be so confusing. "This must have cost a fortune," Emily muttered quietly as she ran her fingers over the necklace. "That doesn't matter," Alison said as she ran her fingers slowly up and down Emily's jean cladded thighs. "Is this real gold Ali?" The brunette asked. "What? You think I would get you some knock off piece of jewelry?" Alison teased, "Yes it's real," the blonde answered sincerely and honestly. "I can't accept this," the brunette responded quietly. Alison gently grabbed the jewelry box out of Emily's hands, "Yes you can, and you will," Alison replied, "I wanted to get you something nice for your swim season coming to an end. I was going to wait until after your last home meet, but I couldn't." Emily shook her head in disbelief, "Ali, all I have given you is an old hoodie, and you're giving me this?" The brunette asked. Alison giggled, "It's not a competition Em. Here," she directed, "Turn around and let me put it on you." Emily did as instructed and turned her body slightly, allowing Alison to place the necklace around her neck. The brunette shivered from the touch of Alison's fingers ghosting over the nape of her neck. She felt the blonde's fingers linger after clasping the necklace. Emily was about to turn around when she felt Alison's lips press onto her bare shoulder. Now that's really confusing. Alison's lips left their place on her skin as soon as they found it. Emily turned back around, facing the blonde again, "Thank you Ali," she said softly, "I love it." Alison smiled at her, "I love you," the blonde said in response. "I love you too," Emily said back, feeling more love for the blonde with every passing day.

Emily did a final last look in the mirror before grabbing her car keys and purse. Over the past two months, their picnic dates weren't the only habits Alison and Emily made. On every Friday of the week, Emily went to the high school and had lunch with Alison and Hanna. Emily would go to The Grille and pick up food for the three of them. She tried to get Spencer to join the trio, but her friend refused to sit down with Alison. On her drive over to the school, Emily passed by the DiLaurentis' home. Among the picnic and lunch dates, Emily and Alison made another ritual of sleepovers at the DiLaurentis house every Friday night. From the sight of the house, the brunette was instantly launched into a memory from the previous Friday during their last sleepover:

Alison was laying on top of Emily in the blonde's bed. The two were kissing each other passionately, a regular occurrence that happened at their sleepovers. They would turn on a movie every night, and had every intention of watching it, but in less than ten minutes in, the two girls easily got distracted. It didn't take them long to remove clothing hastily. Almost every sleepover they pushed the boundary further, getting more comfortable with each other's bodies. The brunette had a feeling the inevitable would be the happening soon. Over the last few weeks, Emily would stop their actions after they got topless, nervous to go any further, but Alison would always be patient and understanding with her when she halted their moments. However, she knew her and Alison were reaching a territory where they wouldn't be able to stop themselves anymore. She felt guilty for sexually frustrating Alison, but she herself was having a hard time holding back recently.

Both of their shirts were already thrown off, leaving them each in their bras. The blonde had a leg resting between Emily's thighs, using it strategically to pleasurably torture the brunette. Emily felt the all too familiar pulsing between her legs. The pressure from Alison's thigh and the pulsing between her legs was starting to get unbearable for Emily as she danced her tongue along Alison's. Emily already attempted to flip the blonde onto her back, but Alison was relentless to stay on top of her. The brunette was starting to learn that Alison loved taking control in the bedroom. Emily slid her hands over the blonde's back, and made quick work of unclasping Alison's bra. The brunette was proud of herself at how quickly she learned how to undo the girl's undergarment in the past few weeks. It was a comfortable dance between the two, but Emily knew that they were slowly venturing into a whole new area in bed every single time they had their sleepovers. Alison helped Emily pull her own bra off by disconnecting their lips for a quick moment and throwing it off onto the floor. Before Emily could appreciate the blonde's naked chest, Alison quickly leaned back down and reconnected their lips with desire and hunger. Emily felt goosebumps cover her skin from the feeling of the blonde's naked boobs grazing over her chest while they made out.

Emily reveled in the bare, smooth skin of Alison's back, running her hands greedily over the blonde's spine. She lightly scraped her nails along the blonde's pale skin, knowing that her lover enjoyed being touched that way. Alison moaned into her mouth, instantly turning Emily on more. The brunette loved learning how to pull sounds out of Alison. She knew all of the ways the blonde liked to be touched, and learned each and every way to pull a moan from Alison's mouth. She knew exactly how to make the blonde's breath hitch, and knew exactly how to spur Alison into uncontrollable desire. After the blonde's moan vibrated onto her lips, Emily couldn't help but smile against her mouth. Alison pulled her lips away and looked down at Emily, "You're so fucking sexy," she breathed out. Emily giggled in response to the blonde's words. Outside of the bed, Alison was always loving and said sweet things to Emily, but in the bed, Alison's language turned vulgar. Seeing how dark the blonde's eyes were, Emily couldn't help but to push her lips back onto Alison's with her desire taking over. Emily lightly pushed her lips onto Alison's mouth, signaling the only thing Alison would know. The two formed a familiarity with each other in bed, knowing what each and every touch meant. The blonde slid her hands under Emily's back on the bed, helping the brunette sit up while keeping their mouths pressed together. They passionately kept kissing while Alison gracefully lifted Emily up into a sitting position. The blonde made easy work of undoing Emily's bra, and tugged it off her tan shoulders. Alison pushed back onto Emily's mouth, signaling to Emily that she wanted her laid back onto the bed again. Emily complied and laid back down, resting her head onto the pillow.

Alison removed her lips and smirked at Emily. Oh god. Emily knew exactly what the blonde was about to do. The two had done this dance over the last two months, and Emily could read the blonde's thoughts based off of the devilish smirk gracing Alison's mouth. Alison moved her body down over Emily's until her mouth was directly over the brunette's boobs. Emily lifted her head slightly off of the pillow, mouth ajar from heavy breathing, and watched as Alison painfully moved her mouth slowly over one of her nipples. Fuck. She feels so good. The blue eyes held her eye contact as Alison swirled her tongue over Emily's sensitive bud. Emily's eyes fluttered closed and her head landed back onto the pillow, unable to keep eye contact with the blonde from the pleasure Alison was giving her. The looks Alison would give her when they were exploring each other's bodies would make Emily melt. She loved seeing Alison's blonde locks tussled, her cheeks flushed, and her blue eyes darkened with desire. The blonde licked and sucked over her nipple until she was perfectly satisfied with how hard Emily got. "Ali," the brunette moaned out while she strung her fingers into Alison's hair. Emily lifted her head back off of the pillow, and as soon as she met the blue eyes, Alison lightly bit down on her nipple. "Fuck," Emily cursed loudly. The movie was playing in the background, but Emily spoke a little too loudly. Alison reached her hand up and covered Emily's mouth, trying to keep her quite. The two were lucky Mrs. DiLaurentis was normally passed out from her drinking by now, but they still needed to be careful. Emily's eyes shot open when Alison removed her mouth from her breast. The brunette lifted her head once again, frustrated from the lose of contact. She watched as the blonde's smile morphed into a smirk as she slid down the brunette's body, stopping right at Emily's hips, "Can I take your shorts off?" The blonde asked lowly. Emily nodded at the blonde, "Yeah," the brunette breathed out. Alison weaved her hands through the hem of her shorts, and before she pulled them down her tan legs, she asked Emily another question: "Can I...can I take your underwear off too?" The blonde asked quietly. Oh.

This was the first time Alison had asked to strip Emily of all of her clothing. She looked into Alison's eyes for a moment, and picked up on a sudden shyness from the blonde. Emily gulped, she herself feeling nervous at the realization of where this was headed. Alison must have known Emily's thoughts because one of her hands found Emily's fingers, lacing their hands together. "Only if you want me to Em," Alison added softly. I guess it's now or never. Emily nodded, "Yes," she breathed out softly. Alison's eyes darkened all over again as she slid her fingers under the hem of both Emily's shorts and underwear. Emily held her breath as she watched the perfectly manicured nails hoop around her bottoms, anxiously watching Alison's next move. The blonde suddenly stopped before removing the rest of Emily's clothing. Alison moved back up Emily's body and pressed a soft, loving kiss onto the brunette's swollen lips. "I love you," the blonde whispered. Both girls felt the seriousness of what was about to happen. "I love you too," Emily whispered back. Alison pressed another kiss onto her lips, and right when the blonde went to move back down the brunette's body, they heard a knock on Alison's door. Shit!

Emily and Alison jumped from the noise, separating themselves off of each other. The blonde instantly starting searching for their clothes. "Alison!" Her mother called out, "Your father is on the phone and wants to talk to you!" Alison moved quicker than Emily did and started throwing Emily's bra and shirt at the startled brunette on her bed. "Hold on!" Alison yelled back frantically. "Now Alison!" Jessica shouted from behind the door. Alison hastily tugged her shirt over her head, forgoing her bra. Emily was struggling to put her bra back on, her hands shaking from nerves. "Hurry!" Alison whispered anxiously to Emily. "I'm trying," Emily whispered back. "Alison Lauren DiLaurentis open your door right now!" Jessica yelled again. Alison gave Emily a look of 'hurry the fuck up' as the brunette finally pulled her shirt over her head. The blonde scampered over to her bedroom door as Emily tried to smooth down her tussled hair. Alison cracked her door open only a few inches for her mom. "Here," Jessica said as she shoved the phone into her daughter's hands. As Alison started talking into the phone with her father, the blonde looked at frazzled Emily and the two exchanged the same thought: That was way too close.

Emily arrived at Rosewood High at the perfect time. She weaved through the students in the hallway, making her way towards the lunchroom with her hands full of to-go boxes. Emily rounded the door and instantly made eye contact with Alison. They both exchanged smiles from across the lunchroom, and just as the brunette started walking towards her favorite blonde, she was stopped by a hand wrapping around her bicep.

"Emily, hey," Paige greeted as she removed her hand from Emily's arm. "Paige, Hi!" The brunette greeted back, "What's up?" Emily asked. "I know you have lunch with Hanna and Alison, but I was hoping you and I could talk for a moment," Paige replied. Emily could physically feel Alison's eyes on her. The two of them had a secret language that only Emily and Alison knew. They could feel each other's presence in any room, read each other's thoughts by a single look, and understand requests from each other's touches. "Um, maybe later. I don't want the girls' food getting cold," Emily answered. Paige sighed, "Can you give me a few minutes please? You avoided me at swim practice the last two months, and now that swim is over I don't ever see you," the other brunette said. "I haven't been avoiding you Paige," Emily replied back. "You have Emily, and I get it. After our first date I understand why you didn't want to go on a second one," Paige began speaking and kept Emily trapped in the conversation, "I hid you on our date and I'm so sorry for that." Emily adjusted the food boxes in her arms, "Paige can we talk about this later please?" She requested, picking up on the annoyance from Alison without even having to look at the blonde. "Emily I came out to my parents," Paige admitted. Emily halted her movements, "Really? Oh my god that's amazing!" Emily replied back, feeling sympathy and understanding of how difficult coming out is. "Thank you," Paige smiled, "But now that I'm out I was hoping you would want to go on that second date? No hiding or running off to Philly this time, I promise," Paige offered. Emily's eyes widened for a moment, "Paige I'm so happy and proud of you for coming out, but I can't go on that second date with you. I'm sorry," Emily answered back. "Oh..." Paige replied, disappointment in her voice, "Is there a reason why?" She questioned Emily. Alison. "I-" "-Emily!" Alison shouted out to her from across the lunchroom. Crap. Emily picked up on Alison's tone, and she was very aware of how the blonde felt about Paige. Emily turned and held up a finger to Alison, silently asking the blonde for one more minute. She watched as Alison rolled her eyes before directing her attention back to her teammate. "Paige, I appreciate the offer, but I'm just not looking for a relationship right now," Emily lied. "Okay...I understand. Let me know if you change your mind," Paige replied forlornly, "Hey, by the way, you kicked ass at state! Third place was pretty awesome." Emily smiled, "Thanks, you too! I didn't even think we would place...But hey, I really should get this food to Hanna and Alison. I'll see you around," Emily said. "Sure, see you around," Paige replied back.

Emily made her way over the lunch table that Alison and Hanna always sat at. "There's my favorite person in the whole world!" Hanna greeted when Emily was within earshot. "Geez, thanks Han," Alison joked sassily to the other blonde. "Hey! You don't bring me special food from The Grille every Friday," Hanna retorted back. Emily giggled at the two friend's banter as she handed them their boxes filled with food. "Thanks Em," the two blonde's said simultaneously. Emily smiled and sat down directly in front of Alison. "So what did Paige want?" Alison asked, bitterness laced in her voice. Emily opened her food, avoiding the piercing gaze Alison was shooting her way. "Oh um...she was asking me on a date," Emily replied back honestly, still not looking into either of the pairs of blue eyes looking at her. "Shut up!" Hanna exclaimed, "Omg is she the girl you've been interested in?!" She asked excitedly. No. Before Emily could respond, Alison beat her to the punch: "I hope not. Emily deserves way better than her," Alison said, glancing over at Emily while she answered Hanna. I do have way better. "Why?" Hanna asked Alison. "Because she's ugly. Need I say more?" Alison replied. "Ali..." Emily gently scolded the blonde, "She's not ugly," the brunette said defending her teammate. Alison raised an eyebrow at Emily, "So you do find her attractive?" Alison asked, challenging Emily. Hanna was shoveling her food into her mouth, not picking up on the intensity between the other two girls. "N-no that's not what I-" "-Who cares Ali! I say Emily should go for it!" Hanna said, interrupting Emily. Alison turned her sights on Hanna, "Why should Emily lower her standards to that," Alison snapped back, glancing over to Paige who sat a few tables over. "Because...how many gay girls go to Rosewood High? I say Emily goes on that date. She needs some action," Hanna replied back, still not picking up on the awkwardness Emily was feeling. "I bet Emily gets plenty of action, huh Em?" Alison asked, looking back towards the blushing brunette sitting across from her, "Shy in the streets, sexy in the sheets?" The blonde added. Oh god. Ali why are you doing this right now? Emily simply smiled in response, taking a bite of her food to avoid answering Alison. Emily almost choked when she felt a foot glide up on the inside of her calf underneath the table. Emily's eyes flashed up to Alison, but the blonde was looking down at her food with a straight face. Alison gracefully brought her fork up to her mouth and took a bite, meeting the brown eyes gazing at her. Alison smirked while sliding the fork into her mouth, still running her foot up Emily's leg. Emily's breathing stopped when Alison continued teasing the brunette by pulling the utensil slowly out of her mouth. She made it a obvious point to wrap her lips around the fork, sexily gliding it out from under her lips. Oh god. Why is she teasing me right now?

"Well speaking of sex," Hanna spoke up, breaking up the intense stare down from Emily and Alison, "Has Ali told you about her secret older boyfriend, Emily? Because she won't tell me jack shit," Hanna questioned with food in her mouth. For the second time during their lunch, Emily almost choked on her food. What? She felt Alison's foot pull away from her leg as soon as Hanna spoke up. "Secret boyfriend?" Emily asked, her voice almost cracking. Alison avoided eye contact with the brunette, "Han," Alison said, "How many times have I told you that's private?" She asked rudely. "Well we are best friends so why can't you tell me?" Hanna asked right back, "You clearly hook up with him often because he's always leaving hickeys on your neck," the shorter-haired blonde commented. Oh. The "secret boyfriend" is me. She's using that as a cover. Before anyone else could speak, Hanna's phone started ringing. "Crap, It's Caleb," Hanna said while picking up her phone, "I promised him we'd talk before next period. Be right back," Hanna said as she left the table.

"So," Emily said once Hanna excused herself, "Secret boyfriend?" Emily asked Alison. "I had to tell her that..." the blonde replied, "...Thanks to your obsession with my neck," Alison added, winking at the brunette. "Ali, Hanna loves you. You know she wouldn't care if you told her about us," Emily replied, keeping the conversation serious. "I thought you understood I don't want to tell anyone right now Emily?" Alison answered back with agitation in her tone. "I understand that, but Hanna isn't just anyone Ali, she's your best friend," Emily said quietly, "Wouldn't telling her the truth be easier than lying?" The brunette questioned. "Exactly. She's my best friend, and I know that she has a big mouth," Alison snapped back. "Hanna wouldn't tell people if you asked her to keep it a secret," Emily replied. "Emily, can we just drop it? Please?" Alison asked snappily, picking through her food. Emily pursed her lips and mirrored the blonde. The brunette played with her food too, staying silent for a few minutes.

"You're still planning on staying the night tonight right?" Alison asked, breaking the awkward silence and switching gears. Emily nodded, "Yes. Same time?" The brunette responded. Alison nodded and grinned at her. The two sat in comfortable silence while taking a few bites of their food. "My mom won't be home tonight," the blonde said softly. Emily instantly picked up on the tone of Alison's voice, understanding exactly what she meant by that. "Oh?" Emily asked, blushing from the look Alison was giving her. "Yeah," the blonde breathed out, "We'll have the place to ourselves," she added in a serious tone, sending a very clear message to Emily. The two held each other's eye contact, silently speaking to one other: Tonight is the night? Emily grinned at the blonde who was smiling lovingly at her. "Okay," Emily answered, partly answering the telepathic question that was passed between them. Alison bit her lip and smiled at the brunette sitting in front of her, "Can't wait," she whispered flirtatiously. Emily instantly felt a shock wave between her legs, her mind filling with dirty thoughts of the blonde. Alison smirked like she knew exactly what Emily was thinking about. The blonde opened her mouth to say something else, but the school bell rang. Alison huffed and went to grab her half-eaten box of food. Emily reached out and put her hand over Alison's, "I'll get it. Don't worry about it," Emily said sweetly. Alison smiled and slyly linked her pinky finger through Emily's until students started hopping out of their chairs, ruining their moment. "I'll see you tonight," Alison said, shyness flowing out of her energy...an energy only Emily could truly see. "See you," Emily replied back quietly. Alison got up and out of her chair, checking her surroundings first, and then mouthed 'I love you' to the brunette, pulling a large smile out of Emily. Once Alison left the lunch table, butterflies filled Emily's stomach. Tonight is the night.

"Ouch! Shit!" Emily cursed to herself while showering. The brunette was trying to shave in uncharted territory. Emily was accustomed to shaving every other part of her body for swimming, but down there was a whole other mission entirely. Emily briefly flipped through one of Alison's cosmo magazines when the blonde was showering a few weeks ago. She remembered reading about shaving that part of your body for sex. So there she was, naked in her shower, bending over, and utterly humiliating herself. God why am I even doing this? I know Ali will love my body for how it is naturally, but I'm nervous about her being down there. I'm nervous about everything. I know it'll feel good...everything else we have done so far has felt really good. I'm nervous about pleasing her though. I don't even know what to do. I know she doesn't know what to do either, but she always has an air of confidence about her. Even when she has a moment of shyness, her confidence is always there. I definitely don't have that. I wonder if she's nervous right now too? Emily finally finished her difficult task, stepped out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around her body. She grabbed her phone from its previous place on the bathroom sink. Her and Alison were texting back and forth since lunch, but neither of them had yet to mention the impending evening. She read the last text from Alison: "Finally got home from school. Do you want to come over early?" Emily smiled at her phone as she walked out of the bathroom, texting a message back: "Dying to see me huh? ;) Actually, I promised my mom I would have dinner with her so I probably won't be over until 6." Emily dug through her dresser drawers, still unable to fight off the nerves plaguing her mind and body. The brunette would always dress casual for their sleepovers, considering her clothes would come off quickly anyways. Do I dress up? Do I do my makeup? My hair? Maybe that's weird...we are just having a normal sleepover...except it's not normal. Not normal at all. Especially this time.

The brunette settled on a simple white graphic t shirt that hung off of her shoulders. She paired it with a short black skirt. Emily smiled when she tugged the skirt on, knowing Alison loved her long legs. The brunette went to dry her hair when her phone buzzed. A text from Alison: "I'm always dying to see you ;) Okay...fine...if I MUST wait, I will." Emily smirked and rolled her eyes at the blonde's dramatics while typing right back: "The wait will be worth it, I promise." Emily decided to hold her phone above her head and take a selfie of her outfit, her brunette hair still wet. She sent the picture to Alison along with the text. Emily finished drying her hair and decided not to put on makeup, trying her hardest not to let it seem like she put much effort into how she looked. She checked her phone again, seeing that Alison already responded: "Oh I know it'll be worth it, but I'm tired of waiting...I've been thinking about it all day. Btw you look gorgeous." Emily grinned down at her phone while typing back: "I've been thinking about it all day too..." Alison was clearly waiting for her message because the blonde instantly typed back: "Oh yeah? What exactly have you been thinking about? ;)" Emily felt her cheeks redden. She went and sat on her window seat, blushing while answering the blonde: "I bet you can take a guess..." Emily smirked after she sent send. Something about Alison had given her confidence...confidence she didn't even knew she had. Her phone buzzed, a text from Alison: "Hmmmm I bet you're thinking about me...on top of you...kissing you...licking every inch of your body. Am I close?" Emily's heart started racing. She didn't expect Alison to be so bold over text, but boldness was the blonde's specialty. Emily jumped when her mom called out to her from downstairs, "Emmy! Dinner will be done in 5!" She felt her cheeks continue to heat up, feeling like she had been caught even though she didn't. Emily quickly texted Alison back: "You're close...but maybe I'm thinking about ME being on top of YOU ;)" The brunette bit her lip while she watched the blonde already typing back: "That can be arranged ;)" Alison texted. Her smirk turned into a full on smile. The brunette texted her back: "I'm about to have dinner with my mom. I'll text you when I'm on my way over. I love you." She waited until Alison responded back: "I love you too baby."

The brunette felt her heart flutter after reading Alison's last text. Emily never knew happiness like the kind the blonde gave her. She never knew love could feel so special and sacred. Alison made her feel complete, and that's what scared her. Within less than three months, Alison became her whole world, and Alison had her whole heart. That was the problem: the blonde could crush her. She tried to push the nagging thought away for months now, but it would gradually rise to the surface occasionally. She didn't want to doubt Alison. She knew Alison loved her, but the question of their love wasn't the issue. The real question was where their relationship would be going in the future. She trusted the blonde with her whole entire being, but Emily knew that the one thing in this life that is not promised is security. She experienced it with her father and his absence her whole life. She knew change was a part of life, and nobody could escape it. She tried her hardest not to push Alison into telling people because she knew the blonde wasn't ready yet. The last two months had been heaven on earth, and the brunette felt guilty about the worry she felt. She was terrified their little slice of heaven would come crumbling down. She didn't want to ruin what they had. Emily tried to ignore her thoughts, but they couldn't live in their own little bubble for forever. That wasn't realistic. Would they always sneak off to the edge of the park every Sunday? Would they always have private sleepovers? Would they ever go on a real date together? The brunette tried to not let doubt creep into her mind, but after her conversation with Alison at lunch, she couldn't help it. Will she ever be ready to tell people? Will she ever want to commit? Will she push me away? What would I do without her? I told her I would wait, and I will, but I know I can't wait for forever. What if she decides our relationship is too difficult ...too scary? What if- "-Emily! Dinners ready!" Mrs. Fields yelled from downstairs, interrupting her thoughts.

Emily took a deep breath before getting out of her car. The brunette was parked in front of the DiLaurentis house, trying her hardest to calm her nerves. It's just Ali. You can do this. You want to do this. You would've already done this if Mrs. DiLaurentis didn't interrupt us last week. Emily wrung her hands before opening her car door. She walked up to the front door with her heart pounding out of her chest. Just as the brunette was about to knock, the door swung open, revealing the girl who had her heart. "Hey," Alison greeted, smiling with her dimples. The blonde had on a loose-fitting blue tank top with leopard print sweat pants. "Hey," Emily greeted back, trying to not let Alison hear the nerves in her voice. "Well are you going to come in or stand outside all day?" The blonde asked with her hand on the door, teasing the brunette. God I'm so awkward. Emily smiled and walked inside the familiar home. "So, why is your mom not here?" Emily asked as Alison shut and locked the front door. The blonde casually grabbed the brunette's hand and started leading her up the stairs, "She's out having drinks with some of her friends," Alison answered as they ascended the stairwiay, "It's a great way for her to have drinks outside of the house and pretend like she isn't a raging alcoholic at home." Emily's heart skipped a beat after the blonde grabbed her hand and led her upstairs. How can she seem so calm and confident? I feel like I could throw up at any moment. "Oh gotcha," Emily replied back.

Alison stopped Emily right when they reached her closed bedroom door. The blonde turned and faced her, inches away from her face. Alison leaned up on her toes and placed a soft kiss onto Emily's lips. "What was that for?" Emily whispered to the blonde. Alison grinned, "I just realized I haven't kissed you yet," she replied. Emily smiled and reached for the blonde's closed door, but Alison darted her hand over Emily's on the doorknob, stopping the brunette from opening it. Emily looked at her with confusion. "Wait. Close your eyes," Alison said. "Why?" The brunette challenged. Alison smirked, "You'll know why in a second," she replied while walking behind the brunette, putting her hands over Emily's eyes, "Okay...open the door," the blonde instructed. Emily's hands took a second or two to find the doorknob again, slowly turning it while Alison kept her hands over her face from behind her. Alison pressed her front up against Emily's back as the brunette carefully walked forward. Emily entered the blonde's room and walked a few more feet before Alison whispered in her ear: "Stop." Emily felt goosebumps all over her skin. "Keep your eyes closed," Alison said softly while removing her hands from the brunette's face. Emily heard music playing softly in the room as she waited. She felt Alison move herself from behind her, hearing her shuffle around the room. "Can I open them now?" Emily asked impatiently. "Hold on," Alison answered. What is she doing? "Okay...open," the blonde instructed again.

Emily audibly gasped as her eyes adjusted to the light in Alison's room. The room was completely shut off from natural light, but instead it was glowing from the multiple candles lit across the room, casting an orange-like glow over the space. "Ali," Emily breathed out in astonishment. Emily was lost for words as she took in the shear amount of candles that were on display in the blonde's bedroom. "What do you think?" Alison asked quietly, her voice soft. Emily finally met the blue eyes gazing at her. The brunette hadn't even looked at the blonde after she opened her eyes, too distracted by the candles. "It's incredible Ali," Emily answered, walking up to the blonde who was intently watching her. Emily grabbed the blonde's face gently, "You're incredible," Emily whispered. Alison smiled lovingly up at her, putting her hands on Emily's wrists that held her cheeks. "I want this to feel special," Alison explained, "I want you to feel special." Still in shock, Emily responded to Alison the only way she knew how and lightly placed a ghost of a kiss across the blonde's lips. Emily leaned forward and gently pressed her forehead against the blonde's. The brunette still had her hands cupping Alison's face, and Alison still had her hands wrapped around Emily's wrists, keeping them in their place. The two girls took a deep breath as they held each other, their eyes closed. They stood silent, breathing each other in, and sharing the same thought without words: I love you.

As the brunette opened her eyes, she saw a look on the blonde's face that she wasn't expecting. Alison had tears running down her face. "Hey..." Emily said with concern, "Ali what's wrong?" She asked. Alison shook her head slightly, "I'm sorry," she croaked out, her voice filled with emotion, "I didn't mean to be like this." Emily gazed into her blue eyes, searching them with worry. "Don't say sorry," Emily replied, "What's wrong? Did I do something?" The brunette questioned, her voice still filled with concern. Alison shook her head again, smiling through her tears, "No, not at all," the blonde replied, "You...you just...you have no idea how much you mean to me Emily," Alison said, her voice cracking again as more tears fell down her cheeks. Emily was at a lose for words, still unsure of why Alison was crying. The blonde moved her hands from Emily's wrists to the brunette's face, mirroring Emily. They both held each other's cheeks as Alison spoke again: "I love you Emily," the blonde said passionately. "Ali, I love you too. You know that," Emily replied while wiping Alison's tears away. Alison gently shook Emily's head with her hands, "No Emily. You don't get it. I love you so much it hurts," the blonde admitted, "I've never had anyone in my life that stays. You've stayed. You've never left me. Even after all of the craziness I've brought into your life. No one has ever remained a constant, or if I have had anyone that is a constant, they consistently let me down." Emily listened to Alison as she kept talking: "Emily you are my person. I have never felt so at home with anyone like I have with you. You make me feel exhilarated and at peace all at the same time. You have no idea how precious you are to me. You are the sole reason why I know what love is," Alison said softly, yet firmly. Emily felt tears well up in her eyes as Alison held her face gently. "Ali, I'll always be here for you. No matter what, okay? I promise," Emily said softly, "And I love your crazy," Emily joked, trying to get the blonde to smile, "You've made my life so full. I have never met anyone else like you, Ali. You are the most fascinating, beautiful person." Alison moved her arms over Emily's shoulders, and the brunette moved her hands down to Alison's hips. They smiled at each other, thinking the same thought: You always know exactly what I need. "I love you," Emily whispered, wiping the last tears off of Alison's face.

The blonde leaned forward and rested her head on Emily's shoulder, allowing the brunette to hold her. She gently laid her head on the side of Alison's, closing her eyes and breathing the blonde's scent in. Emily listened to the quite music playing in the background, getting an idea. The brunette lightly started swaying, getting Alison's attention. The blonde kept her head on Emily's shoulder as she moved to the music with the brunette. 'In My Veins' by Andrew Belle was playing from Alison's speaker. Alison started giggling while they danced, "Are we really dancing to a break up song right now?" She asked while lifting her head off of the brunette's shoulder, looking into her brown eyes. Emily smiled, "It's a pretty breakup song though," she joked while swaying softly with Alison. The blonde grinned lovingly up at her, placing a hand on the brunette's cheek. The two simultaneously leaned in and kissed each other, letting out deep breaths onto their mouths. Alison reached her second hand up to Emily's other cheek, holding the brunette against her lips. They gradually stopped dancing to the music when their kiss started deepening. Another dance was starting...a dance they knew all too well.

Alison pushed against Emily's lips, guiding the brunette backwards towards the bed. When Emily's calves hit the back of Alison's bed frame, the blonde pulled her lips away and gazed into Emily's eyes. "I want this Emily. I want you," Alison said soft and sultry, her voice full of love and desire, "But I want to make sure you're ready," she added quietly. Emily gently swiped a lock of Alison's hair away from her face, "I want this too," she whispered back. Alison smiled softly, but her smile quickly disappeared. She gave Emily a look that the brunette knew very well now, and Emily instantly felt her body ignite. Alison moved her hands off of Emily's cheeks and drug her fingers slowly down her bare arms, creating goosebumps on the tan skin. Emily felt her heart start to race as she looked into Alison's blue eyes. Alison gave her a questioning look, and she knew exactly what the blonde was asking. Emily nodded and gulped, breathing heavily as she watched Alison's fingers reach for the bottom of her shirt. Alison slowly started lifting it up, and Emily assisted her by lifting her arms up. After Alison discarded the brunette's shirt, she rested her fingers at the top of the hem of Emily's skirt. Again, Alison silently looked at her in question, and Emily nodded back, assuring the blonde that she could proceed further. Emily's breathing became short and fast as Alison undid the buttons on her jean skirt. The blonde held eye contact with her the whole time, both of their eyes filling with love, desire, and and anticipation. Alison paused after she undid all of the buttons, and leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss on Emily's lips. The two were silent, and the only sound coming from the room was soft music and their heavy breathing. Alison laced her delicate fingers around the fabric, and slowly started pulling the skirt off of her hips. Emily gazed down at her through hooded eyelids, watching as Alison bent lower. Emily lifted a foot up one by one, assisting Alison as the blonde undressed her. Alison stood up, facing Emily and put her hands on the brunette's bare hip bones. Emily leaned down and connected their lips, feeling overwhelmed with love and desire. Alison accepted the kiss generously as Emily cupped her cheeks. The brunette was about to slip her tongue into the blonde's mouth, but Alison pulled away. Emily's breath hitched from seeing that look in Alison's blue eyes. The blonde strung her hands around the front of her body until she found the brunette's bra clasp. They held each other's eyes, exchanging oxygen in their close proximity. Alison gave Emily a small smile when she undid the brunette's bra, sliding her hands over to her shoulders. Alison's fingers hooped around her bra straps, and slowly pulled them off of Emily's arms. The sound of Emily's bra hitting the floor intensified the moment tenfold. Alison stood inches from Emily as she glanced down at the brunette's bare chest. "Lay back," Alison instructed, her voice low and sultry.

Emily complied and laid herself onto Alison's bed, sliding her body up until her head rested on a pillow. Emily felt her heart beating out of her chest as Alison ran her eyes over her body, naked aside from her underwear. She watched the blonde as Alison held their eye contact, still standing at the edge of the bed. Alison pulled off her own shirt, staring intensely at the brunette laying on her bed. Emily broke their eye contact and graciously ran her eyes over the pale skin she loved, feeling her own body heat rise. Alison then took off her pants, leaving her almost completely bare. Emily's eyes widened when Alison continued her undressing by taking off of her bra. Despite seeing Alison's body almost completely naked many times before, the sight of her never failed to make Emily breathless. "You're so beautiful," Emily said, breaking the intense silence that was passing between them. Alison smiled in response, but once again, her smile turned into a smirk, and that smirk turned into a serious look...a look that ignited a strong pulse in Emily's body. The blonde climbed onto the bed and closed the space between them until she was hovering over the brunette. Alison's hair dangled over her face, creating a canopy around them. The two girls looked at each other, breathing fast while taking in the moment. This moment was theirs and theirs alone. This moment was sacred. This moment was everything.

Emily couldn't hold herself back anymore as she leaned her head off of the pillow, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. Their mouths danced elegantly against each other's. In the past, they had kisses that turned heated and bruising, but this time was different. They both felt it in their soul. They didn't need to rush this moment. They had all the time in the world because it was theirs. Emily's hands found purchase on Alison's back, running her fingers along her soft, bare skin. The blonde sighed into Emily's mouth from her touch, moving her body lower until she laid fully on top of Emily. Alison adjusted herself into the position the blonde often did. Oh god. Emily let out a quite moan into Alison's mouth from the feeling of the blonde's bare thigh pressing up against her center. The pulse gradually grew stronger, a familiar sensation Emily was used to feeling when they were like this. Their breathing grew faster and stronger against each other's lips as Alison moved her thigh over Emily. Alison slid one of her hands up to Emily's cheek while she moved the other onto Emily's hip bone, rubbing circles on her tan skin right above the brunette's underwear. Oh my god. Emily thought she had experienced being turned on before, but the feeling between her legs kept growing with every passing second. Alison's light touch on her hip turned firmer, pressing her fingers harder into the brunette's skin. Alison pulled her lips away from Emily's and flipped her hair to the side, giving her clear access to Emily's neck. The blonde pressed soft kisses up and down the brunette's pulse point. The hand that was previously on Emily's hip moved up to the brunette's chest. Alison softly cupped Emily's boob, sliding a finger over a nipple. "Fuck," Emily breathed out, slamming her eyes shut. Alison giggled against Emily's neck and moved up until her lips were grazing Emily's. The brunette opened her eyes and met the blue ones twinkling down at her. "I like hearing you curse," Alison whispered as she flicked her finger over Emily's nipple again. Emily's eyes fluttered for a moment, feeling the once light pulse in her body morph into a very strong pulse...a pulse that was becoming unbearable. "I think it's sexy," Alison commented again, smirking from Emily's lack of words. Emily still couldn't speak. The blonde had put in her a trance, and judging off of the way Alison was smirking, the blonde clearly knew that too.

Alison moved her mouth back over and onto her neck. She began planted gentle kisses down Emily's pulse point until she found the base of her neck. Alison started sucking lightly on her tan skin, making the brunette let out a breathy moan. Emily gasped when she felt Alison suck harder on her neck, finding pleasure from the tiny bit of pain. She moved her hands off of Alison's back and strung her finger's through the blonde locks, causing Alison to moan onto her neck. Emily was slowly losing composure, unable to think at all from Alison's lips on her neck and Alison's thigh pressed in between her legs. Her mind was slowly slipping away and now her body was solely in control.

Emily grabbed Alison's cheek and pulled her back to her lips. The blonde pressed her thigh harder onto Emily while their mouths moved over one another's. Emily's body reacted as she moved her hips against Alison's thigh, grinding her center onto the pale skin. Emily pulled her lips away, unable to focus on kissing Alison anymore. The brunette opened her eyes, meeting the blue ones that were filled with desire. They held eye contact as they simultaneously moved against each other, creating friction on Emily. The brunette's mouth opened as she whimpered, feeling herself physically becoming wound up. The pressure below her stomach was tightened like a spring, and all Emily could now focus on was undoing that spring. Emily closed her eyes, physically not capable of keeping them open anymore. She felt herself nearing the edge simply from the blonde's thigh rubbing against her. Alison had her mouth parted as she watched Emily become overtaken with pleasure. Alison's serious look morphed into a smirk when she flung her thigh back over Emily's hips, moving into a straddling position. The brunette's eyes shot open, surprised and disappointed from the sudden lack of pressure between her legs that was previously giving her so much pleasure.

Alison was hovering over her, smirking, with her mouth barely touching Emily's lips. "Not yet," Alison whispered, her voice low and hushed. Emily had heard Alison's voice when she was turned on, but that was something new entirely. Alison moved her lips over Emily's ear, "I want you to wait, baby," she whispered sexily. Oh god. I don't know how much longer I can wait at this rate. Alison ran her tongue along Emily's ear, "The wait will be worth it, I promise," she said flirtatiously into Emily's ear, teasing and repeating the same words Emily texted her earlier that afternoon. All Emily could do was breath heavily as Alison took control of her body. The blonde moved back over Emily's face and smiled at her devilishly before moving down to Emily's chest, sliding her body off of Emily's hips. Alison gazed up at her through hooded eyes, making sure the brunette was watching her. Emily propped her head up higher on the pillow with her mouth ajar, feeling completely powerless. The look alone in Alison's eyes was enough for Emily to feel like she was falling over the edge. She painfully looked at Alison, and the blonde smirked, obviously aware that she was torturing her. Alison stuck out her tongue and flicked Emily's nipple, earning a moan from the brunette's mouth. She's so sexy. Alison repeated the same gesture on Emily's other nipple, watching the brunette like a hawk. Emily's eyes kept fluttering open and closed, fighting hard to focus on the blonde. Alison finally wrapped her entire lips over one of Emily's nipples, swirling her tongue deliciously on the swollen bud. "Fuck," Emily moaned loudly and flung her hands onto the sheets, gripping them tightly in her fingers. Alison's hair fell around her face from the loss of Emily's hands that previously held up the blonde locks. Emily hips squirmed underneath Alison, desperate for some sort of friction on her pulsing center.

"Ali..." Emily breathed out, unable to from a sentence. Alison slid herself delicately back up the brunette's body, swallowing Emily's heavy breaths with a kiss. Alison held the brunette's cheek with one hand, lovingly swiping her pointer finger softly over her tan skin. Emily pushed her tongue into Alison's mouth, licking the blonde's tongue with her own. Alison moaned into Emily's mouth from the feeling of their soft, silky tongues dancing on each other's. Alison moved her other hand back down to Emily's stomach. This time the blonde placed her fingers further across from Emily's hip bone, finding a place almost directly above Emily's underwear line. She tantalizingly rubbing the brunette's skin firmly, teasing Emily. She felt Alison's fingers press into her lower abs, dangerously close to the place she now so desperately wanted them. I feel like I'm going to explode. They continued kissing until Emily felt Alison's fingers slide an inch lower, barely reaching the underneath of her underwear. They both pulled away from the kiss together, finding each other's eyes.

Alison and Emily breathed heavily onto each other's mouths, staring at each other and sharing the same thought: This is it? "How are you feeling?" Alison asked sweetly, slowing them both down. "How are you feeling?" Emily asked back through heavy breaths. Alison cracked a smile while she laid on top of her lover. "I feel amazing," the blonde admitted through a hushed voice. "Me too," Emily replied back through a whisper. "Can I...?" Alison's voice trailed off, but Emily already knew exactly what the blonde meant. Emily smiled and grabbed the blonde's hand that stayed resting on her stomach. The brunette's smile faded as she gripped Alison's fingers, moving the blonde's hand lower until Alison's fingers rested directly on her above her underwear. Both of their breathing turned shallow and fast as they stared at one another. Alison flexed her finger's slightly, causing Emily to gasp out a barely audible moan. "Em," the blonde whispered, "Y-you're going to have to...to help me...to show me what feels good for you," Alison requested softly. This was the first time Emily had heard any shyness or nervousness from the blonde that entire evening. Emily brought her other hand up to Alison's face, mirroring the blonde above her. "I will," Emily replied back lovingly. Emily bravely slid their interlocked fingers down until they rested directly on her center. Emily felt her wetness with her own fingers that soaked through her underwear. Alison pressed a finger down onto her through the fabric of Emily's panties. "Oh," Emily moaned, "God," she breathed out while closing her eyes. Emily's fingers fell away from Alison's again and gripped the sheets below them. Alison cautiously started rubbing her over the material, slowly figuring out what to do. Emily let out one large breath before holding her breathing entirely. Her hips lifted up and met Alison's fingers, feeling the most incredible pleasure she has ever felt. I thought what we had done before felt good, but this is incredible. This is better than I ever thought. "Ali," Emily opened her eyes and noticed the blonde had her mouth parted, staring at her with lust. "Ali...touch me," the brunette requested, her whole body vibrating.

Alison's eyes were already dark when she leaned in and pressed a firm kiss onto Emily's lips. Emily watched as Alison moved her body down her's until the blonde was sitting on her knees in between Emily's opened legs. Alison gave her one more look before directing her attention downwards. The brunette hoisted herself up on her elbows, watching the blonde lace her fingers through the hem of her underwear and tug. Alison slowly slid the material down Emily's legs, and the brunette helped by lifting a leg up, allowing Alison to take them off entirely. All of the oxygen in the room seemed to have disappeared after Alison tossed her panties to the ground. Emily gulped as Alison gazed down at her, taking in all of her. "Emily," the blonde whispered, "You...you are a goddess," she commented, her blue eyes trained on Emily's pussy. The brunette let out a breath that she didn't even know she was holding, anxiously observing Alison staring at her. Alison directed her attention back to Emily's face, crawling back over atop of the brunette. Emily stayed held up by her own elbows pressed into the bed. They leaned in and kissed each other softly and delicately, breathing shaky breaths onto their lips. Alison leaned back, keeping their lips an inch away, "Are you ready?" She asked the flushed brunette. Emily nodded and inhaled a large breath as she felt the blonde trail a hand down her body, her fingers caressing the smooth, caramel skin. This time, Alison didn't hesitate when her fingers reached Emily's stomach. In one swift motion she slid her fingers into Emily's wet folds. Oh my god. "Oh god," Emily moaned loudly, all air being taken directly from her lungs. Alison let out a moan too, "Emily...You are so wet," she said lowly, giving the brunette a tiny smirk. Emily pushed out a breath from her lungs, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes barely open. Alison moved her fingers lower into Emily, watching the brunette's eyes flutter close. Emily fell back onto the bed, unable to hold herself up anymore.

Alison hovered over the brunette, an arm and a leg keeping her held above Emily. "Show me..." Alison requested with her fingers now covered in Emily's wetness. The brunette opened her eyes and moved her own hand down to Alison's, meeting the fingers that were touching her. They held each other's gaze as Emily moved Alison's fingers up to her clit. The brunette pushed onto Alison's pointer finger, silently showing the blonde where to touch her. Alison used that finger to slowly rub on her clit, causing Emily to throw her head back down and slam her eyes shut. "Here?" The blonde asked quietly while applying more pressure. Emily's eyes were closed as she nodded, physically incapable of speaking. Alison started rubbing that spot, causing Emily to move her fingers away again and grip the sheets. The blonde quickly figured out what exact movements made the brunette's breath hitch and what made the brunette whimper and moan. Alison eased up on the pressure and lightly flicked her fingers over Emily's clit, eyeing the brunette's face below her. "Oh god Ali," Emily whimpered, "Don't stop doing that," the brunette requested, her breathing ragged. Alison listened to the brunette and dutifully kept the same speed and pressure. Emily started lifting her hips off of the bed, and the blonde sat up so she could use her other hand to hold Emily's hips down. "Ali," Emily moaned out, opening her eyes. Alison was sat up fully and intensely gazing at her face, the blonde's own mouth parted opened. Oh god. The look Alison gave her alone made Emily feel herself starting to reach a climax. Her hips started shaking and she knew the spring inside of her that was wound up was about to come undone. She reached her other hand out and laced her fingers tightly through Alison's hand on her hip. "Ali I'm going to..." Emily breathed out. Just as Emily felt the waves roll over her, Alison moved her fingers off of her clit and slid them inside of her. "Oh my god," Emily practically yelled, "Ali," she moaned as her body shook on the sheets. The two looked into each other's eyes as Emily climaxed, thinking the same thought: I'm so in love with you. Emily's eyes fluttered closed as she felt herself tighten around Alison's fingers and her hips quiver. Emily lifted her hips up as she rode out the rest of her orgasm, not letting out a single breath. The brunette felt her cum wash over the blonde's fingers, and pure bliss overtake her entire body. "You're so fucking beautiful Emily," Alison whispered and the brunette whimpered, finishing on the blonde's fingers.

Alison kept her fingers inside of Emily as she laid fully on top of the warm brunette. That was better than I ever could've dreamt up. Emily still had her eyes closed, her chest heaving up and down. Emily's eyes fluttered open, looking at the blonde who intently gazed at her. "That was..." Emily's voice trailed, "...that was incredible Ali." The blonde smiled hugely, finally removing her soaked fingers from Emily. The brunette made a pout face at her, causing Alison to laugh. She giggled with the blonde, her whole body feeling euphoric. Alison's smile left her face as the blonde brought her two wet fingers up to her mouth. Oh god. Emily's breathing faltered again as she watched the blonde suck her own fingers teasingly, licking every bit of Emily off of them. "You taste amazing too," the blonde whispered and gave the stunned girl a wink.

Emily felt herself getting turned on all over again, the pulsing arriving just as fiercely. Emily grabbed Alison's hips and gently shoved the blonde onto her back, startling the once in control Alison. "You're getting good at that," Alison commented, smiling up at Emily. The brunette had her hands pressed into the bed by the sides of Alison's head, grinning down at her. Emily noticed Alison's eyes flicker down and over her naked body. Emily felt her cheeks redden, feeling slightly shy for the first time since they got in bed. Alison ran her fingers over the tight muscles of Emily's arms, "I love seeing you...all of you," the blonde murmured, still gazing over Emily's body hovering over her, "You're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen Emily," she commented, "and the sexiest," she finished, flirtation coming back to her voice. "Liar," Emily teased back. Alison made a look of shock, "Emily Fields I am not a liar," she responded. "I can't possibly be the most gorgeous girl, because you are," the brunette explained herself. Emily glanced down quickly at the blonde's naked chest, trying hard to focus on the blonde's face. Alison giggled and bit her lip, "Em, you do know you're allowed to look at me right? Technically you're the only one who can look at me like this," the blonde said, noticing Emily's shyness to look at her. How can I possibly be any more awkward? "I'm sorry...I know...I just can't believe you're real," Emily admitted. "Come here," Alison whispered while gently tapping the brunette's arm, asking Emily to lay on top of her. Emily listened to the blonde's request and lowered her body onto Alison. Both girls sighed after their skin touched. Emily tangled her legs into Alison's and put her hand over her lover's bare chest, running her fingers along the pale skin. Alison used a single finger to lift her chin, bringing the brunette up to her mouth. The blonde hummed happily against Emily's lips.

Emily shivered, suddenly feeling cold after the heat left her body. "Are you cold?" Alison asked quietly, "Grab the blanket at the end of the bed," she instructed. Emily complied and sat up off of Alison. She tugged the blanket from the base of the bed, and in one motion she pulled it over them while laying half on the bed and half on top of the blonde. "Hi," Emily said playfully, grinning down at the blonde. "Hi," Alison whispered back, smiling just as big as Emily. The brunette leaned down and connected their lips. They kissed each other slowly and leisurely, enjoying the feeling of their bodies intertwined together. Alison moved her hand under the blanket to the brunette's leg and gripped Emily's thigh, pulling it between her legs. She smiled onto Alison's mouth, knowing exactly what the blonde wanted. The brunette pressed her thigh against Alison, causing the blonde to moan into her mouth. Emily could feel the heat from Alison's center on her leg. The blonde slid her hand in between their bodies, attempting to slip her fingers back into Emily. The brunette pressed her hips harder onto the blonde's side, not allowing Alison access to her again. Alison pulled her lips away from Emily, frowning. Emily giggled, "No...it's your turn now," the brunette whispered with her smile disappearing from her lips.

Alison's eyes filled with desire and grabbed Emily's chin, pulling her somewhat forcefully back to her lips. She breathed out heavily into Alison's mouth, feeling her body light on fire all over again. Emily lifted herself up on one arm, giving her space to run her hand down to one of Alison's boobs. She lifted her mouth away from the blonde's lips and began kissing along Alisons's neck. Alison let out heavy breaths, making Emily smile against her neck, knowing that it always made the blonde weak. Emily gently played with the blonde's nipple in between her fingers while she kissed along her neck. Alison laced her fingers into her brunette locks, gripping Emily's hair tightly, causing the brunette to moan loudly. The blonde knew what turned Emily on, just as the brunette knew what turned Alison on. "Em..." Alison whimpered, "I can't take it anymore," she pleaded. Emily moved her lips off of the pale skin, facing Alison and meeting the darkened blue eyes. Emily grinned, "What did you say to me?...Oh yeah..." Emily said flirtatiously, moving her mouth over to the blonde's ear, "...the wait will be worth it," she whispered teasingly. Alison huffed a breath out in frustration, "Emily," she replied firmly, pulling the brunette's face back to hers, "Please don't tease me," she requested, sexual frustration taking over. The blonde moved her hand from Emily's hair down to her cheek, wrapping her fingers around the brunette's jaw. Emily saw the desperation in her blue eyes. "Then tell me what you want Ali," the brunette whispered, enjoying having control over her. Alison simply grabbed Emily's hand that rested on the bed, guiding it over to her stomach. They intensely stared at one another as Alison brought Emily's hand under her underwear, sliding the tan fingers into her. Alison breathed out through her parted mouth, "Fuck," she moaned as she threw her head back onto the bed. Emily's heart was pounding as she felt how wet the blonde was, slowly sliding her fingers deeper. The brunette's eyes never left the blonde's face, admiring the way Alison's eyebrows were scrunched and the way Alison's mouth was opened in pleasure. She didn't know that she could fall more into love with Alison, but as she touched her in the most intimate way, she felt her heart wash over with all of the love she had.

Emily found the blonde's clit easily, cautiously adding pressure with her pointer finger. She clearly found the right place because Alison flung her hand off of the brunette's fingers onto Emily's back, digging her nails into her tan skin. "Fuck Ali," Emily dropped her head onto Alison's chest, feeling herself get wetter from simply hearing, feeling, and watching Alison get weak from her touch. This isn't about you. Focus. Emily lifted her body higher off of the bed and off of Alison's side, giving her better access to the blonde's pussy. Emily directed her eyes downwards, watching herself gently and slowly rub Alison the way she liked. She's the most beautiful girl. Alison opened her eyes through hooded eyelids, "Emily...faster," the blonde requested through heavy breaths.

Instead of listening to the blonde's request, Emily had a different idea pop into her head. She removed her fingers away from the blonde, pulling them out from under Alison's panties, and tossed the blanket off of them. "Em," the blonde groaned, thinking Emily was simply teasing her. Emily smirked as she gracefully lowered herself over Alison, kissing languidly down the blonde's body. The blonde moved her hands from Emily's back into her hair again as the brunette moved lower. Emily finally payed attention to Alison's boobs, kissing slowly over them and sucking on her nipples, taking her sweet time. "Emily, please," the blonde begged, still not understanding what the brunette had planned. Alison pulled up on Emily's hair, silently begging the brunette to come up the bed and put her fingers back. Instead, Emily's lips left her chest and started kissing down her stomach. Emily looked up as her lips dancing along the pale skin. Alison lifted her head off of the pillow and met the brown eyes staring at her. As she kept kissing lower, Alison widened her eyes, the realization of what the brunette was doing finally hitting her. After Emily saw the blue eyes trained on her, she ran her tongue back up Alison's stomach slowly, leaving a wet trail along the pale skin. "God Em," Alison breathed out with her hands in the brunette's hair, "You're so sexy," the blonde said. "That's you," Emily replied, moving her mouth off of her stomach, "Ali...can I...?" Emily asked, her voice trailing off. Alison nodded with her chest heaving, clearly understanding what the brunette was asking her.

Emily slowly started kissing back down her stomach until her lips reached the hem of Alison's underwear. Emily glanced back up at the blonde, silently asking her again for permission. "Take them off," Alison whispered seductively, her patience wearing thin. Emily sat up on her knees in between Alison's legs, repeating the same move the blonde did. Alison held her eye contact as the brunette tentatively strung her fingers under the hem of her underwear. Emily could see the urgency in Alison's eyes, so she waisted no time to glide them off of the blonde's legs. Alison lifted her leg and kicked off her panties onto the floor before Emily could even finish pulling them off. Emily breathed out heavily, finally laying her eyes on every single inch of the blonde's body. She's perfect. Emily felt her heart swell with the utmost amount of love seeing Alison lay open and vulnerable below her. Alison cleared her throat, startling Emily. The brunette had been so enthralled looking at Alison's body that she froze for few minutes. Emily's felt her cheeks redden as she finally made eye contact with Alison who was smiling up at her. "Like what you see?" The blonde asked teasingly. "I'm sorry," Emily answered, feeling extremely embarrassed for how long she stayed silently admiring the naked blonde. "Em," Alison replied with a smile, "Stop saying sorry. I love the way you look at me." Emily smiled back, before directing her attention lower, feeling her heart nearly exploding out of her chest. She could hear Alison's shallow breathing while she laid down on the bed in between the blonde's legs. Alison lifted her legs so her feet held them open, giving the brunette all the space in the world. Emily glanced back up to Alison who was watching her as she inched her face forward. She grabbed Alison's outer thigh with her hand, keeping the blonde's leg steady as she peppered loving kisses along her inner thigh. She wanted to worship Alison's body. Emily's mouth finally reached the spot in between Alison's pussy and her thigh. She drug her tongue along the delicate skin, causing the blonde to extend her arms and lace her fingers through the brunette's hair. Emily smiled, thoroughly enjoying herself as she moved over to Alison's other thigh. She gasped as she felt Alison's hands grip her hair and pull her head forward, stopping her from putting her mouth on the other thigh. Emily looked back up to the flushed blonde, confused by her actions. "Emily...please...I need you," the blonde whimpered, begging the brunette to stop taking her sweet time. I love hearing her beg for me. It's the hottest thing I've ever heard.

Emily listened to Alison's needs this time, lowering her face until her mouth was directly above the blonde's vagina. "I love you," the brunette whispered sweetly. Before Alison could respond, Emily bravely dipped her tongue into the blonde's wetness. Alison gasped and jerked her hips up, pushing herself harder onto Emily's mouth. She tastes so good. The brunette moaned from tasting the sweetness of the blonde, looking up and meeting the blue eyes. "Oh god," Alison whimpered as she made eye contact with Emily, throwing her head back. The brunette grew braver and drug her tongue all the way up through Alison until she found the blonde's clit. "Holy fucking shit Emily," the blonde cursed loudly, throwing her hands onto the sheets. Emily reached up and swiped her hair away since it fell in front of her after the blonde removed her hands. She smiled as she started flicking her tongue against the wet, swollen bud. This is definitely my new favorite thing. "Emily," the blonde moaned as she started rocking her hips against the brunette's tongue. As much as Emily loved that she was giving the blonde pleasure, Alison's movements made it difficult for the brunette to lick exactly where she wanted. Emily moved her arms up and grabbed Alison's hips firmly, keeping them in place so she could continue. Emily's eyes never left the blonde as she kept licking her, loving the sight of making Alison completely breathless. She heard the blonde inhale and hold her breath when she would lick her a certain way, and the brunette took mental notes. Emily buried her face deeper into the blonde, taking Alison's clit fully into her mouth and sucking. "Emily I'm..." Alison breathed out. Emily felt Alison's hips begin to tremble as she gripped them harder, keeping Alison where she wanted. "Emily I'm going to come," Alison moaned out. Emily smirked to herself as she adjusted her body below the blonde. With Alison's eyes glued shut the blonde didn't see Emily move. She felt Alison's thighs shake and she suddenly pulled her mouth away. Alison's head jerked up and her eyes flashed down to the brunette. Just as Alison went to open her mouth to question Emily, the brunette slid two fingers into her and ran her tongue on her clit. "Jesus christ Emily," Alison moaned while trying her hardest to lean her head up and watch the brunette. Emily pumped two fingers inside of her and smiled while her face was practically inside of the blonde, causing Alison's eyes to roll back as she starting orgasming. "Oh my god oh my god," Alison kept repeating loudly as she tightened around Emily's fingers. I've never been so in love. Seeing her like this is the most euphoric thing I have ever seen. Alison arched her back off of the bed and Emily removed her hand from the blonde's hips, giving her space to move freely while climaxing. Emily pulled her fingers out gently after Alison finished, yet still staying put between her legs.

The blonde had an arm thrown over her face and her other hand absentmindedly tangled in Emily's hair, chest rapidly moving as she slowly came down from her high. Emily smiled sweetly while eyeing the blonde who had still yet to look at her. Alison moved her arm off of her face, looking down at Emily, "God I love you," Alison said through her heavy breaths, moving her hand out of Emily's hair and cupping her cheek. The brunette turned her head to the side and kissed the inside of Alison's palm, "I love you more," the brunette murmured across her skin. Alison swiped her thumb along Emily's wet chin, causing the blonde to bite her lip. Both girls smiled at each other lovingly, soaking up the bliss they felt in the candlelight glow. Emily couldn't help herself but to glance back down to Alison's glistening pussy. She felt like she could look at her for forever. Emily smirked up at the blonde before ducking her head back down. Alison's legs twitched and the blonde let out a gasp when Emily drug her tongue across Alison's center. Emily eyed Alison while she licked up every inch of the blonde's cum, watching the blonde part her mouth in pleasure and astonishment. Emily grinned like she won a prize once she came back up for air. Alison started smiling until the brunette's eyes darkened. "For the record, you also taste amazing," Emily said seductively, using the back of her hand to wipe off her wet chin, making the blonde's breathing labored once again. For the very first time, Emily gave the blonde a wink, and for another first, Alison was the speechless one.

Emily giggled sweetly at her lover, knowing exactly what she just did. The brunette picked herself by her hands and started peppering kisses up the blonde's stomach, causing Alison to giggle too. Emily kissed her way up Alison's sternum and up the blonde's chest. Alison ran her hands over the brunette's back as she made her way up the blonde's body. Emily kissed her throat and her chin, finally reaching the heart-shaped lips she loved. Alison moved her hands up her back and onto her cheeks, grabbing each side of her face gently. The brunette pecked her lover's lips over and over until she earned Alison's signature belly laugh, moving to the blonde's cheeks and pecking them too. Emily slowed down her kisses and paused, looking into Alison's eyes adoringly. The blonde ran her fingers gently over her cheeks and through her hair, making Emily hum contentedly. "You know," Alison spoke first, "I'm starting to think that you're the liar," she challenged with a grin. "Liar? Why?" Emily asked with confusion and concern. Alison pursed her lips, "I think you lied about being a virgin...because what you just did to me was way too good," she said flirtatiously. Emily lowered herself back to Alison's side, putting half of her weight onto the bed. Emily giggled while grabbing the blanket and pulling it back over them, wrapping her arm around the blonde's bare stomach and lacing her leg in between Alison's. The blonde wrapped her arm around Emily's head as the brunette settled into her. "You liked it then?" Emily asked shyly. Alison massaged her hair with the hand that was around her head, "Emily that was better than I could have ever imagined," the blonde whispered, "In fact...I think you may have just turned me into an addict." Emily laughed while leaning up head up slightly to press her lips onto Alison's. The blonde's other hand ran slowly up Emily's arm that was wrapped around the blonde's stomach. They pulled back slightly, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. "You're now a sex addict huh?" Emily asked through a whisper, smiling. "Mhm," the blonde replied back, running her thumb along Emily's lips, "My legs feel like jello," Alison admitted. Emily smirked, "That's what you get for not going on runs with me in the mornings," the swimmer teased, poking Alison in the side. The blonde squealed from being tickled, "Emily, no! Stop!" She yelled through laughter while Emily kept poking her in the ribs. Emily was laughing relentlessly while sitting up off of Alison's chest and started using her other hand to tickle the blonde's other side. "Emily!" Alison screamed until the blonde had enough of the teasing. Alison grabbed the brunette's wrists forcefully and pushed her leg up, using her leverage to flip Emily onto the bed, tangling them in the blanket. Alison smirked as she held her lover's wrists on the bed, proud of the strength she had to flip the athlete. Emily's laughing faded while she saw the look in the blonde's eyes. Her breathing faltered as she took in Alison's naked body on top of hers, feeling her body heat up all over again. Her eyes trailed down Alison's naked chest and landed on the special place between her legs. She attempted to move her wrists out from under Alison's tight grip, and to her surprise the blonde released them. Emily went to put her hands on Alison's hips that were straddling her, but as soon as her fingers grazed the pale skin, the blonde shifted and started shimmering down her body. Emily saw that familiar glimmer in the blue eyes as the blonde lowered her body in between the brunette's legs. Oh god. "It's my turn now," her lover whispered, the air from her breath hitting Emily's vagina, making her legs twitch. Alison grinned up at Emily before dipping her head in between the brunette's thighs. She's going to be the death of me.


Alright guys be brutally honest...How was it? Amazing? Okay? Could use some work? I've never wrote anything like that at all so I hope I gave y'all what you were looking for. I was a little nervous approaching the sex scene because there was little dialogue so it was harder for me to write. I re-edited this chapter a million times hoping that it would be easy to read. Give me your honest opinions people! Feedback is always great.

There isn't much to de-brief on in this chapter because we mainly had lots of fluff and sexy time lol. We did have another moment of Hanna unknowingly making things awkward and unknowingly calling out Alison in front of Emily. Alison still isn't ready to tell anyone...even Hanna. Emily has been contemplating that a lot. How long do you think Emily can wait for Alison? Do you think Emily will stand up for herself more? Do you think Ali will slowly start to tell people? Good questions to think aboutttttt.

Okay onto the 21 questions thingy...tell me your all time favorite movies! I'm not a big movie watcher. So my favorite movies would probably be ones that I watched as a kid with my sister...movies like 'Freaky Friday' , 'She's The Man' , 'Cheaper By The Dozen' , 'Princess Diaries' , 'A Cinderalla Story', and old nostalgic 2000's movies like those lol.

Give me some feedback and I'll see you next time! Much love!

~3mison