Crazier ➳ Emison (COMPLETED)

3 - Midnight Snacks

CRUNCH

There was a shared thought of desperate exasperation in Alison and Emily's minds. They both backed away in a frenzy, the heat of the moment all but gone. The annoying rumble apparently came from Hanna, who turned over in her sleep and landed her arm on the bag of chips that she had left on the floor beside her.

Both girls giggled at the sight of their goofy best friend, and then turned to each other. Their smiles quickly faded and their eyes once again darkened until Alison finally spoke up, "Come on Em, I'm hungry. Let's go eat something."

Emily smiled shyly. "Now, Ali?" she turned to look at the clock on the wall, "It's almost 2:30 in the morning." Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Alison smirking down at her.

"Perfect time for a midnight snack, now come on," she pulled Emily's arm slightly, unknowingly causing tingles to rush to the surface of Emily's skin, but the brunette had hesitation covering her face. "Fine, Em. You chose the hard way," Alison raised a challenging eyebrow and her smile widened when she saw that the brunette looking even more baffled by her words.

Alison quickly sat up and straddled Emily's body, putting her knees on each side of Emily's hips. She started tickling Emily's stomach under her shirt, knowingly the brunette was dangerously ticklish, and when the girl started giggling uncontrollably, Alison had to put her hand over Emily's mouth to block the noises.

She felt Emily's body shaking under hers from the laughter, her eyes smiling up at Alison, and the blonde couldn't help but feel lucky that she had an amazing girl like her in her life.

When Alison's hold on Emily's mouth slackened due to her thoughts, Emily seized the opportunity to slip her mouth from under Alison's warm hand and whispered breathily, "Okay, okay, Ali."

This snapped Alison from her thoughts. When she heard her mermaid's voice, she couldn't help but notice how sultry it sounded when it was raspy and breathless.

She tried to make a move to tickle Emily again but the brunette quickly grabbed Alison's wrists, afraid of being tickled again. Alison turned smug when she felt Emily's hands grab onto her wrists and the brunette quickly released her grasp once she realized what she was doing. Emily's cheeks filled themselves with crimson and the blonde mentally gave herself a pat on the shoulder. She made a side note to herself to tickle Emily more often, loving the mischievous influence it caused.

Now that Emily's hands were free and Alison's knees were still straddling the brunette's torso, Alison recognized her advantage and pinned Emily's arms to her sides. The swimmer tried to escape from Alison's hold once again but failed and eventually gave up, letting the blonde clasp her hands down to the pull-out couch.

Once more, Emily and Alison felt the heat in the air and looked at each other, each girl finding encouragement in the other's eyes. Emily's lips parted when she realized the position she and the only girl she had ever loved were in.

Alison saw the disbelieving expression written all over the brunette's face and her face instantly turned self-contented once she understood what devious thought was on the girl's mind.

She slowly, but torturously slipped from above the brunette, stood up and whispered, "Now you've really made me hungry, Em," before winking, turning on her heels and heading to the kitchen. She smirked in satisfaction when she heard Emily pacing hesitantly behind her.