After the girls finished watching the movie and playing a few meaningless games, Aria was the first one to announce that she was tired. Spencer and Hanna were the next ones to agree with that statement and eventually, the five of them went down to the living room to get ready for bed.
Spencer and Aria were peacefully sleeping toe-and-tail on the loveseat, Hanna was tangled up in blankets on the floor and snoring, and finally, Emily and Alison were lying together on the pull-out couch. All the girls were used to their accustomed positions, since they'd slept that way in every sleepover they'd ever had. The light was dimmed and they were all sound asleep, or so they thought.
"Ali, are you asleep?" Emily was facing the ceiling, with both her hands together on her stomach under the blanket she shared with Alison.
Emily couldn't even think about bringing herself to sleep, not after that conversation that she's had with Alison and especially not after that heated gaze that the two shared. Both of the girls' eyes had darkened by three shades at the very least and showed something akin to desire, and Emily couldn't possibly ignore that. Desire to do what, was what the brunette was trying to figure out. That is, until they were sharply interrupted by Aria's stomach speaking for her and demanding more popcorn. Alison and her didn't speak to each other afterwards, and she felt compelled to change that.
Alison was awake as well, for the exact same reason as Emily, only she was on her side and facing away from her so the brunette couldn't possibly know she was.
It was hard to admit for the blonde, but she was genuinely fearful of what went through her body when the two shared that look. Or more so, what it meant. When she had stared into Emily's warm brown orbs that turned almost pitch black, she felt a feeling almost similar to crave surrounding the bottom half of her body as though she was practically a second away from desperately attacking Emily's lips with her own.
In a way, she was thankful for Aria's impatience for her popcorn, because had the short brunette interrupted them a few seconds later and Alison's lips were on Emily's, the three other girls would witness their blonde Queen Bee's biggest secret come to life- her romantic affection for Emily.
Alison, still being afraid of what'll happen when she would stare into Emily's kind eyes once more, couldn't resist turning around to face the brunette. She wanted to see Emily again, practically all the time, even though they were only inches away from one another.
Emily was surprised when she felt the blanket moving and wrinkling. She hadn't expected Alison to actually be awake. She turned her body to face Alison and met the blonde's icy blue eyes that she adored so much.
Alison's hair was sprawled all over the pillow and the strap of her tank top had slipped down a little, showing more of her shoulder. As Emily tried to swallow the knot that formed in her throat, she toyed with the thought that even in the dead of night Alison was intimidatingly beautiful.
Emily and Alison gazed at one another for a couple of seconds and when Alison felt that funny feeling hovering over her shorts again, she couldn't help but turn inwardly angry at herself for it.
Her mind tried to analyze Emily's beauty, but when Emily's chocolate globes landed on her lips, she couldn't think about anything else other than the tanned-skin girl lying in front of her.
They once again got trapped in a vortex of tension and heat and both girls prayed for that gaze to never fade. Alison couldn't contain herself anymore and subconsciously realized she had to do something. She leaned forward ever-so-slightly as Emily surprisingly did the same. They both knew where this was going. They were so close that if they talked, their lips would brush together. They were just about to do what they have wanted to do for so long-
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.
The blonde got to the kitchen and pulled out a cake she had made with Aria earlier that day. Emily followed close behind as Alison closed the fridge.
"You want some, Em?" Alison asked in faux-innocence. Emily shook her head softly and looked away before leaning over the counter. "Your loss, hon," the blonde grinned to herself as a mischievous idea came to her mind.
She used her index finger to dip it on top of the cake and whipped a fair amount of frosting off of it. Alison made sure Emily was watching, and she was.
Alison slowly licked some of the frosting from her finger with the tip of her tongue, while maintaining eye contact with the brunette. The sweet taste filled her mouth and she couldn't help but think how much sweeter Emily's lips must be.
Emily was in complete shock as to what she had just witnessed. The hottest girl she'd ever met, who was, inconveniently, her best friend, just made an extremely sexual move while making sure the brunette was watching. Emily was speechless, she didn't know what Alison was doing. Sure, Alison was a naturally flirty person, but she had never done anything like this when she was with the other girls.
'What does this mean? Does it even mean anything?' she couldn't help but question herself.
Emily noticed Alison staring at her with her head tilted, wearing that infamous DiLaurentis smirk. The brunette finally closed her mouth, realizing her jaw was probably almost touching the floor. She knew Alison had a huge effect on her, and the blonde knew it, too. Now, more than ever, Emily comprehended that it was easy to spot her obvious feelings for the girl.
After a few seconds, Alison continued with her act as she slid the finger into her mouth and closed her eyes while she twirled her tongue around it. When she finally cleaned all of the remainings of the frosting from her finger, she opened her eyes to a very astonished Emily. She slipped her finger out slowly with a pop and licked her lips.
"Mmm... It's so good. You should really try it, Em."
Without warning, Alison dipped her finger once more and easily slipped it into Emily's agape mouth. Emily gasped at the contact but quickly closed her mouth around Alison's finger as the blonde drew her finger back slowly. Alison bit her lip in naughtiness until the finger was clean and out of Emily's mouth.
The brunette looked away quickly. "Ali, what are you doing?" Emily asked as she let out a nervous laugh. Alison leaned her forearms on the counter that Emily was leaned against as well and inched herself closer to the brunette.
Emily dared to raise her eyes and look into the familiar blue ones, and found the blonde already focused on her with the edges of her lips tilting upwards.
"See, told you it was good," Alison smiled and her dimples popped. The twinkle in the blonde's eyes quickly faded and was replaced by longing as she picked up on how physically close she and her mermaid really were.
Emily didn't recognize the look in Alison's eyes, couldn't read her expression. Suddenly, her thoughts and worries disappeared as Alison came even closer. They were so close that Emily could feel the blonde's breathing on her lips. The familiar and intoxicating aroma of Alison's perfume invaded Emily's nostrils and she focused on the fact that the blonde smelled like strawberries and vanilla.
"Em, I have to tell you something," Alison couldn't help but blurt out, because this was the closest she had ever been to fulfilling her desires, and this was her chance. All fears be dammed, she wouldn't miss it for the world. "The person that I told you about when we watched the movie," Alison continued and leaned in even more. "It's you, Em." she whispered finally against Emily's lips.
Emily's brain nearly exploded at the admission, and without even processing the words, she moved her head slightly forward and met Alison's lips in an intoxicating kiss. Both girls sighed into the kiss as if it was everything they had ever wanted, and in a way, it was. It felt like they'd both dreamed about this kiss for so long, in one way or another, and now that it was finally happening, it seemed like a dream they never wanted to wake up from.
Their lips moved in perfect sync and it felt so natural, like it was meant to be. Alison leaned in even more and cupped Emily's cheek in her hand. Emily hesitated a little but eventually put her hand around the back of Alison's neck as she leaned into the blonde's touch. Emily couldn't believe what was happening. She's had a crush on Alison for so long but never in a million years had she thought that something would actually happen between the two of them.
Alison's mind, on the other hand, was running a hundred miles per second. She was truly concerned that someone would walk in on them. Yes, she had been waiting to do this for quite some time, her curiosity too strong to be ignored by her, but if someone were to see them, she simply wouldn't know what to do, and she didn't want to accidentally hurt Emily's dainty feelings.
However, the entirety of Alison's worries flew out the window as she felt Emily's tongue on her lips, begging for an entrance. She was shocked. Emily, the beautiful, shy girl, had stepped up and taken control of the kiss. Alison quickly opened her mouth and their tongues met with electricity. Alison smirked against the brunette's lips once she heard Emily release a small, almost inaudible moan.
"Did you just-" Alison asked with a sinful smirk as she parted her lips from Emily after what seemed like hours. Emily looked caught like a deer in the headlights, with her lips swollen and her cheeks burning red.
"I-I was just-" but she was cut short when Alison cupped her chin and forced Emily to look at her.
"Em, don't apologize, that was... hot," the blonde said in a seductive tone that shuddered Emily. She truly meant it, too. She couldn't recall a time in her life when she was this aroused from a simple kiss and, with her bold nature, she had no problem admitting that to Emily. She figured it had something to do with the anticipation behind the kiss, the deep urgency to finally test out what it was that made her want Emily's lips on hers so badly.
Alison let go of Emily's chin, only to walk around the counter they were both leaning on. Emily instantly felt cold at the lack of contact and followed Alison's movements with her eyes. The blonde got to Emily's side of the counter and laid her hands on Emily's hips, spinning her around for the brunette to face her. She swallowed softly as she leaned forward and once again captured Emily's lips in hers. It felt like she couldn't get enough of the girl. Her mind didn't stop for a second, either, she didn't have time to process it any of it. Her mind was running on desire-activated autopilot. She pushed the brunette lightly against the counter, kissing her slowly at first but then cradling her face in her hands and pushing her lips harder against Emily's. She couldn't help but feel so good, like she was flying, like she was finally accomplishing some ultimate goal.
Emily's hands flew to Alison's hips as she slowly closed the distance between them, leaving their bodies flush against one another. Alison's hands moved from cradling Emily's face to grasping the brunette's soft locks.
When Emily gasped at the gesture, Alison used the opportunity to slip her tongue into the girl's mouth and deepen their kiss once again. The world stopped when they kissed, and somehow, they both knew it.
Finally, Alison broke the kiss and her forehead rested instinctively on Emily's as they both breathed heavily, practically panting.
Their hands remained in the same positions and Alison felt obligated to speak up. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that, Em," she admitted truthfully, still catching her breath.
"Me too, Ali," Emily replied quietly and smiled softly to herself in self-satisfaction. Alison grinned faintly at her mermaid's sweet voice. "I didn't think I would ever get to."
The blonde moved to tuck a strand of hair behind Emily's ear in a delicate manner, and Emily so much as melted in her place. Alison didn't know what had urged her to do so, all she knew at that moment was that the feeling she received in the pit of her stomach was phenomenal. Coming back from her thoughts, the blonde's eyes slowly shifted to the spot behind Emily's head, noticing the very late, early-morning hour.
She leaned to peck Emily once more on the lips, just because, at that instant, she could. Though, thinking about the upcoming morning, she regretfully declared that perhaps they should go to sleep if they wanted to wake up at a normal time the following day.
The brunette was reluctant but eventually nodded in agreement and stayed in her spot as Alison inserted the cake back into the fridge. It was silent as they both walked over to the pull-out couch and lay down.
Emily quickly reached to kiss Alison on the cheek, then mumbled a good night to her, not knowing how to part away for the time being after what had just happened. Alison shook her head with a smile at the other girl's shyness, before cradling Emily's face for a much-proper chaste kiss, wishing the girl sweet dreams for that night.
They both fell asleep cuddling each other with Emily's arm laying gracefully around Alison's waist. The blonde snuggled into Emily, feeling safe and warm in the girl's arms.
'Oh, I'll definitely have some sweet dreams tonight,' she thought to herself with a faint smile and intertwined her fingers with Emily's.