Blood, Sweat, and Tears (chapter 7)
Title: Blood Sweat and Tears (Final chapter-ish)
Rating: R. Sexytimes and, oh lord, actual happiness.
Disclaimer: I don't own skins or whatever.
Author's Notes: Huge, massive, very large thank-you to those who kept up with this fic, and everyone who commented. Also so, so sorry it took like, three weeks to update again; I fail at life. ilu 8D
Katie had words. Many. Naomi did not want to revisit any of them. Ever.
And even though Katie was the only reason Naomi was marching over to Emily's house right now, heart pumping furiously fast, barely able to think straight, Naomi would never admit that she helped.
Naomi hammered her fist on the Fitch's door with Katie's promise that all the family, sub Emily, would be out. After a short while the furious blonde heard Emily stumbling down the stairs and shouting at the door.
"Okay, okay, alright! Keep your knickers on. Jesus." She wrenched open the door, adjusting her ridiculously large jumper that Naomi was sure once belonged to her.
"Oh," the small girl's voice instantly became unsure.
Their eyes lingered for a moment, taking the other in. So much had happened recently, so many bad things between them, and somehow her feelings haven't changed for the girl at all.
Naomi took a deep breath. Fix this.
In a smooth movement, she pulled the redhead into her, crushing their lips together. Emily's arms wound around the blonde's neck, instinctively pulling her closer.
It felt good. It felt right. Emily felt all her anger, all her worry just melt away with the kiss. Naomi pulled the small girl closer by her waist. She needed more, because Jesus, she had missed this so much. Their lips fitting together so perfectly, her tongue brushing Naomi's lip in, oh, the best way.
Only parting when oxygen became rudely necessary, Naomi rest her head on Emily's, breathless from the kiss.
"I've missed you so much." She confessed quietly, feeling a lump form in her throat. Emily's eyes fluttered shut at the words, a small smile lingering on her lips.
"I missed you too." She said, meeting her watery gaze. Emily played with the short hair on Naomi's neck as they stared at eachother, finally happy again.
"You're so beautiful," She whispered, keeping herself together as she watched a tearful Naomi.
"So are you," Naomi smiled and pulled her into another kiss, still surprised by the sensations Emily could create with just the simplest of touches. Or words.
Emily went on her toes in the cutest way imaginable and brought her lips dangerously close to the taller girl's ear, whispering words that would catch her breath.
Naomi swallowed hard, and with a rush of confidence or desire, she isn't sure which, she threaded their hands together and pulled the smaller girl up the stairs into her bedroom, slammed the door behind them.
Undressing was a blur of hot lips and hot hands, but the second their eyes fell on the other's naked form, everything slowed.
Emily leaned up to kiss Naomi, and the blonde lowered them onto the bed, never breaking the kiss. It felt like their first time together all over again, exploring, captivated entirely by every inch of eachother.
Emily ran her hands up Naomi's sides and the blonde bowed her head, surprising the girl beneath her with a gentle kiss that set Emily's heart alight.
The taller girl travelled down Emily's body, kissed her way across her collarbones and down to her breasts. The redhead arched into her touch as she felt a nipple enveloped by the lips of the blonde girl above her. Her hand found it's way into Naomi's hair, curling her fingers in the soft locks.
The air was thick with unspoken intensity, only ever broken by the occasional gasp, pant, or groan. There wasn't a need for words.
Naomi finally found herself right where she knew Emily wanted her. She ran her hands over the smaller girl's hips, before pulling apart her legs.
"You're so wet." She whispered, meeting the chocolate eyes gazing back. They had grown darker, almost black with arousal.
She hooked Emily's leg over her shoulder and began kissing the insides of her thighs. Emily twisted, desperate for some contact.
A soft chuckle escaped Naomi's lips causing Emily's eyes to dart to the blonde's. She couldn't help but shakily smile back at the one gracing her girlfriend's lips.
"Ready?" she whispered. Emily's eyes fell shut.
"Yeah," she breathed in response, anticipation tying her stomach in knots.
Naomi circled Emily's clit with her thumb gently for a moment, before pushing two fingers into her, slowly.
"Oh, God," Emily's head fell back. Naomi curled her fingers, stroking inside her gently. Emily's heart was in her mouth, she wanted to scream how much she loved the blonde who gazed down with such intensity. So intense, she had to close her eyes. This was far too much for her to cope with all at once.
Naomi began circling the smaller girl's clit again. She was so close already, writhing, grinding on Naomi's hand.
Naomi kept her on the edge, watching the girl sweat for her touch.
She lowered her head slowly, kissing down from her bellybutton, hovering over where Emily so desperately needed her.
"Please," she breathed, meeting her eyes. Naomi complied, and lowered her lips, sucking gently on the redhead's clit. Emily's head fell back again as a groan escaped her perfectly parted lips.
"Look at me, Emily." The blonde said softly. Emily struggled to keep eye-contact, but as she watched her girlfriend so expertly unravel her, she couldn't contain herself any longer, she felt herself fall apart as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her.
"Oh, fuck, Naomi!" She cried, throwing her head back, arching upwards. Naomi tried to grip Emily's hips, tried to steady them as she bucked and writhed.
She fell back after a few minutes.
"Naomi, that was..." She tried to catch her breath. "You're amazing, you know?" She grinned looking over at the girl who rest on her chest, listening to her heartbeat.
"I know." She smiled, closing her eyes.
They lay in silence for a while, Emily stroking Naomi's hair absently.
As hours or minutes passed, Naomi was sure Emily had fallen asleep. A content sigh parted with her. She would give up trying to understand life.
"What did Katie say to you?" Naomi was brought back to reality for a moment.
Her voice was husky, barely there. Tired. Naomi felt the overwhelming urge to kiss her. But she remained.
"Just that I'm stupid." She replied, smiling, keeping her eyes shut and pulling Emily closer.
"Sounds like Katie." Naomi could tell she was smiling too. She just nodded in response.
"I'm sorry, you know," Emily's voice sounded troubled suddenly. Naomi sat up slowly, looked at her.
"I am too." The blonde promised. Emily nods. "Let's not ever do this again," she adds with a smile, pulling Emily closer.
"'Kay." Emily murmured, placing her lips gently on the ones infront of her.
"But, I think it's your turn." she whispers, pinning Naomi's wrists above her head.
A/N: This is probably the last chapter, unless I decide to do one more, but it will quite obviously be pure porn. IDK, we'll see how slutty I am later on ♥
Rating: R. Sexytimes and, oh lord, actual happiness.
Disclaimer: I don't own skins or whatever.
Author's Notes: Huge, massive, very large thank-you to those who kept up with this fic, and everyone who commented. Also so, so sorry it took like, three weeks to update again; I fail at life. ilu 8D
Katie had words. Many. Naomi did not want to revisit any of them. Ever.
And even though Katie was the only reason Naomi was marching over to Emily's house right now, heart pumping furiously fast, barely able to think straight, Naomi would never admit that she helped.
Naomi hammered her fist on the Fitch's door with Katie's promise that all the family, sub Emily, would be out. After a short while the furious blonde heard Emily stumbling down the stairs and shouting at the door.
"Okay, okay, alright! Keep your knickers on. Jesus." She wrenched open the door, adjusting her ridiculously large jumper that Naomi was sure once belonged to her.
"Oh," the small girl's voice instantly became unsure.
Their eyes lingered for a moment, taking the other in. So much had happened recently, so many bad things between them, and somehow her feelings haven't changed for the girl at all.
Naomi took a deep breath. Fix this.
In a smooth movement, she pulled the redhead into her, crushing their lips together. Emily's arms wound around the blonde's neck, instinctively pulling her closer.
It felt good. It felt right. Emily felt all her anger, all her worry just melt away with the kiss. Naomi pulled the small girl closer by her waist. She needed more, because Jesus, she had missed this so much. Their lips fitting together so perfectly, her tongue brushing Naomi's lip in, oh, the best way.
Only parting when oxygen became rudely necessary, Naomi rest her head on Emily's, breathless from the kiss.
"I've missed you so much." She confessed quietly, feeling a lump form in her throat. Emily's eyes fluttered shut at the words, a small smile lingering on her lips.
"I missed you too." She said, meeting her watery gaze. Emily played with the short hair on Naomi's neck as they stared at eachother, finally happy again.
"You're so beautiful," She whispered, keeping herself together as she watched a tearful Naomi.
"So are you," Naomi smiled and pulled her into another kiss, still surprised by the sensations Emily could create with just the simplest of touches. Or words.
Emily went on her toes in the cutest way imaginable and brought her lips dangerously close to the taller girl's ear, whispering words that would catch her breath.
Naomi swallowed hard, and with a rush of confidence or desire, she isn't sure which, she threaded their hands together and pulled the smaller girl up the stairs into her bedroom, slammed the door behind them.
Undressing was a blur of hot lips and hot hands, but the second their eyes fell on the other's naked form, everything slowed.
Emily leaned up to kiss Naomi, and the blonde lowered them onto the bed, never breaking the kiss. It felt like their first time together all over again, exploring, captivated entirely by every inch of eachother.
Emily ran her hands up Naomi's sides and the blonde bowed her head, surprising the girl beneath her with a gentle kiss that set Emily's heart alight.
The taller girl travelled down Emily's body, kissed her way across her collarbones and down to her breasts. The redhead arched into her touch as she felt a nipple enveloped by the lips of the blonde girl above her. Her hand found it's way into Naomi's hair, curling her fingers in the soft locks.
The air was thick with unspoken intensity, only ever broken by the occasional gasp, pant, or groan. There wasn't a need for words.
Naomi finally found herself right where she knew Emily wanted her. She ran her hands over the smaller girl's hips, before pulling apart her legs.
"You're so wet." She whispered, meeting the chocolate eyes gazing back. They had grown darker, almost black with arousal.
She hooked Emily's leg over her shoulder and began kissing the insides of her thighs. Emily twisted, desperate for some contact.
A soft chuckle escaped Naomi's lips causing Emily's eyes to dart to the blonde's. She couldn't help but shakily smile back at the one gracing her girlfriend's lips.
"Ready?" she whispered. Emily's eyes fell shut.
"Yeah," she breathed in response, anticipation tying her stomach in knots.
Naomi circled Emily's clit with her thumb gently for a moment, before pushing two fingers into her, slowly.
"Oh, God," Emily's head fell back. Naomi curled her fingers, stroking inside her gently. Emily's heart was in her mouth, she wanted to scream how much she loved the blonde who gazed down with such intensity. So intense, she had to close her eyes. This was far too much for her to cope with all at once.
Naomi began circling the smaller girl's clit again. She was so close already, writhing, grinding on Naomi's hand.
Naomi kept her on the edge, watching the girl sweat for her touch.
She lowered her head slowly, kissing down from her bellybutton, hovering over where Emily so desperately needed her.
"Please," she breathed, meeting her eyes. Naomi complied, and lowered her lips, sucking gently on the redhead's clit. Emily's head fell back again as a groan escaped her perfectly parted lips.
"Look at me, Emily." The blonde said softly. Emily struggled to keep eye-contact, but as she watched her girlfriend so expertly unravel her, she couldn't contain herself any longer, she felt herself fall apart as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her.
"Oh, fuck, Naomi!" She cried, throwing her head back, arching upwards. Naomi tried to grip Emily's hips, tried to steady them as she bucked and writhed.
She fell back after a few minutes.
"Naomi, that was..." She tried to catch her breath. "You're amazing, you know?" She grinned looking over at the girl who rest on her chest, listening to her heartbeat.
"I know." She smiled, closing her eyes.
They lay in silence for a while, Emily stroking Naomi's hair absently.
As hours or minutes passed, Naomi was sure Emily had fallen asleep. A content sigh parted with her. She would give up trying to understand life.
"What did Katie say to you?" Naomi was brought back to reality for a moment.
Her voice was husky, barely there. Tired. Naomi felt the overwhelming urge to kiss her. But she remained.
"Just that I'm stupid." She replied, smiling, keeping her eyes shut and pulling Emily closer.
"Sounds like Katie." Naomi could tell she was smiling too. She just nodded in response.
"I'm sorry, you know," Emily's voice sounded troubled suddenly. Naomi sat up slowly, looked at her.
"I am too." The blonde promised. Emily nods. "Let's not ever do this again," she adds with a smile, pulling Emily closer.
"'Kay." Emily murmured, placing her lips gently on the ones infront of her.
"But, I think it's your turn." she whispers, pinning Naomi's wrists above her head.
A/N: This is probably the last chapter, unless I decide to do one more, but it will quite obviously be pure porn. IDK, we'll see how slutty I am later on ♥