...But Your Enemies Closer

Then the completely unexpected happened.

Emily's hand trailed down Rebecca's shoulder to fist into the girl's shirt before she pressed their lips together hard. Rebecca was so caught off guard by this that she nearly dropped the blonde in her arms. Somehow, she was able to pull herself together enough to stand them upright once more, but she wasn't keen to pull herself away from Emily's lips anytime soon.

Rebecca's friends who had returned to the table witnessed the whole event -- from the beginning of the dance to the crescendo that the two were currently experiencing. Rawly grinned at the sight and thought to himself that they really made quite a cute couple, while Celia absolutely swooned and pressed her hands to her heart. Evie was the only one that wasn't fawning over the girls and instead looked amused.

"It's about damn time. The sexual tension was starting to fucking choke me out over here." The redhead chortled.

Celia rolled her eyes and slapped the girl's arm, "Do you have to ruin everything nice?"

"That's what I'm good at!" Evie exclaimed and threw her hands up with another laugh.

This whole interaction was completely lost on Rebecca and Emily. They had traveled off into their own little world with the kiss that they shared. To the blonde it was the final act of letting herself go to the whim of the night and to the brunette it was the perfect proof that they really did have magic together.

When they pulled apart, there wasn't any awkward mutterings or weird vibes like in the past. They stared at each other and blinked a few times before Emily bit her lower lip with a smile and Rebecca chuckled softly. The brunette kissed the shorter girl's nose and held her hand out once more.

"Do you want to get out of here?" She asked Emily softly and the returning nod couldn't come quick enough for Rebecca.

In their rush to leave they both forget that social courtesy called for them to bid farewell to their party first, but this too was lost on Rebecca and Emily. The only thing they could even comprehend was being alone right now. Luckily, the three sets of eyes that watched the pair leave in a hurry could completely understand.

***

To Emily's surprise, Rebecca didn't drive back to the blonde's condo, but to her apartment. It was a place that Emily had never been to before and for the first time tonight, she was a little nervous. There was no real reason to be, since the brunette had spent hours and hours in her own home, but for some reason this was another new line to cross.

Rebecca threw her keys in a bowl near the door and told her guest to make herself at home while she took care of something. Emily nodded her understanding while her eyes raked over the details of Rebecca's apartment slowly. She was trying to take in everything in an attempt at further understanding for the girl that she so dearly cared for. The way her magazines laid in a haphazard stack on the coffee table to the meticulous way her shoes lined up against the rack by the door, all the way to the lack of decorations lining the walls, save for a few pictures of Rebecca's friends -- or her real family as she called them.

Pausing in her inspection, Emily realized there was at least one other notable decoration on display besides the pictures of Rebecca's gang. The blonde had to get closer to be sure, but it was definitely what she originally thought it to be -- the drawing she had done for Rebecca just a few weeks prior. It was dressed in a beautiful black frame in the living room, clear for all to come and see. Emily could dare say that Rebecca had put it in a place where she could proudly point it out even.

"Do you like it?" Rebecca asked from behind Emily, lightly whispering in the shorter girl's ear as she did.

The blonde nearly jumped out of her skin in surprise, before she composed herself and nodded in response to the question asked. "It looks nice there."

"I'm glad you agree. Although I would prefer the term beautiful." Rebecca kissed the spot just under Emily's ear. "Just like the artist that created it."

"Sounds like I should be jealous of this artist." Emily giggled playfully.

"Oh you should. She's really something else." Rebecca replied with a breathy chuckle in the midst of laying little kisses all over Emily's sensitive neck. "She's clever and witty and completely wonderful in a way that I've never known anyone to be. And did I mention beautiful? 'Cause she is. Downright sexy really."

Emily spun in Rebecca's arms and placed a soft kiss to the brunette's lips. "You're really too much Becca."

"Mmm." Rebecca hummed with a delighted smile spun across her features. "That doesn't mean I plan on stopping anytime soon though."

"Nor would I ever ask you to."

"Ooh, that's another one." Rebecca's eyes twinkled as she continued with her little game. "She's such an eloquent speaker. Girl's got a way with words that make my knees weak."

Rebecca's cheesy smirk was matched by a similar grin from Emily -- along with an exaggerated eye roll as well. She couldn't help leaning down to kiss the smile right off of the blonde's lips. It felt so right to kiss Emily. It felt so right to hold her and compliment her and tease her as well. Everything felt right in Rebecca's world when Emily was in it.

"Will you dance with me Emmy?" Rebecca inquired against the blonde's warm lips.

"But there's no music..." Emily replied in a hesitant tone

Rebecca winked and held up a remote in her right hand. "Got it covered. All you have to do is say yes, my dear."

"I have a feeling that's going to be a pattern in the coming years of our life." Emily sighed. For the first time in their relationship, she wasn't afraid of letting her guard down and admitting that she wanted Rebecca by her side for years to come. Forever even, if it was at all possible. "But yes. I would love another dance with you Becca."

"Excellent." Rebecca murmured and took the blonde's lips in her own once more. She blindly turned the stereo on, tossed the remote behind her and scooped Emily up in her arms.

The dance at the bar had been wild, passionate and fast paced, but this was everything that dance wasn't. It was slow and sensual with both of them pressed against the other tightly. Emily's head fit comfortably against Rebecca's shoulder and the brunette's chin rested atop the blonde's hair snugly. The only similarity to the two dances was that Rebecca was leading them, only this time she did so while whispering the words of the song to the girl in her arms in a smoky alto voice. Declaring words of admiration and affirmation and absolute joy that she had found the headstrong blonde -- her Emmy.

"I don't know how I got so lucky with you." Rebecca muttered as the song ended. They didn't have an inclination to pull away from each other -- not yet at least -- and so they continued to sway, pressed closely together.

"I could ask the same thing." Emily replied.

Rebecca pulled back just enough to set Emily with a look, "Copycat."

Emily scrunched up her nose in that adorable way that made Rebecca melt before she shrugged her shoulders, "What are you gonna do about it?"

"Keep on loving you." Rebecca replied simply and her pointed look softened into one of adoration for the little blonde.

Emily's breath caught as her mind worked through those words for a painfully long moment, "That was...rather forward."

"You think so?" Rebecca asked and a thoughtful expression crossed her features for a moment before she smiled once more, "I feel like it was nearly a decade overdue actually."

"Well...I..." it wasn't often that Emily was rendered speechless, but Rebecca sure had the ability to do it to her more than she liked -- especially when the brunette leaned forward and pressed their lips together again.

"I love you." Emily said breathlessly against Rebecca.

"Yeah?" Rebecca pressed, wanting to know for sure it wasn't just the heat of the moment that spurred those words on.

"Yeah." Emily assured her and laid kisses all along the brunette's jaw line. "I love you Becca."

Rebecca groaned, "I love you Emmy."

Emily pulled back from Rebecca's face and set the brunette with such a heated gaze that Rebecca feared she might just melt underneath of it. "Show me."

With a growl in her throat, Rebecca picked the smaller girl up who wrapped her legs around the tall brunette on instinct. Rebecca walked her back to the bedroom and pinned the blonde against a wall in the room while kissing and nibbling along the girl's neck the whole time. Emily gasped and looked up at Rebecca from under her long eyelashes.

"I think I like you being in control." Emily panted.

"Oh, really?" Rebecca asked, not able to control the surprise creeping into her voice.

"Mmhmm." Emily hummed and Rebecca ran her tongue down the blonde's neck while she spoke. "I kind of hate to admit it, but I always have. Especially how you could command a room with just your presence -- that's real power."

"Did it get you wet?" Rebecca husked against the column of Emily's neck.

Emily moaned, "It is right now."

Rebecca answer came out as a husky grumble from deep in her chest, "Let's see how true that statement is."

With her hands still holding firm to Emily, Rebecca led the girl away from the wall and down onto her bed. This was going to be interesting to say the least, seeing how their sexual relations had never been the most conventional. Never once had they had they done anything in such a mundane place before. It was always desks and tables and office chairs -- which was admittedly kinky in one sense but the comfort level left much to be desired.

Rebecca was excited for the change of pace even if Emily wasn't. This was why she was already stripping off her clothes even before she got much farther with Emily. She didn't want this to be anything like how things were before.

She wanted to be open. She wanted to be vulnerable. She wanted Emily to see her for every flaw and perfection alike.

Thankfully, Emily was on the very same page. Shirts and bras and panties alike all went flying across the room as they silently stripped in fervor to be skin on skin with the other. Finally, they were left with nothing on and free to stare at each other -- Rebecca from above and Emily from below -- completely bare.

Rebecca licked her lips and opened her mouth to speak. Emily couldn't wait to hear the words that were about to pour out from the brunette's mouth. She wanted that smoky voice to say anything, knowing it would only fuel her on to get wetter for the girl.

"You have a tattoo?" Was what Rebecca finally uttered.

Okay, anything but that. Emily frowned at the sudden change in direction. She was naked, in Rebecca's bed, nearly panting for the brunette's touch, and that's what the girl focuses on? Was she really that easily distracted?

"Yeah, I've had it for years." Emily said and reached up to bring Rebecca's lips back to hers.

The brunette resisted the hold Emily had her in and instead leaned down to inspect the work. A branch stretched along the length of Emily's ribs on the right side. Some sort of flower was sporadically placed along the length of the branch and in two places, the flowers were falling off it. It was beautifully done to Rebecca's eye and the pale color scheme was complimentary against Emily's light colored skin.

"What's this flower?" Rebecca asked in a soft voice.

She hadn't forgotten what she was supposed to be doing, she was just momentarily distracted. There was nothing wrong with that in the brunette's eyes either. She wanted to know everything about Emily and this was sort of an interesting part of that everything that she was completely in the dark about until this moment.

Emily realized that she wasn't going to get the release she desired from Rebecca until she answered the girl's silly questions, so with a resigned sigh she did just that. "It's a magnolia, which is one of the oldest flowers in existence. Magnolia's are supposed to represent dignity, nobility and endurance so I figured it was kind of a nice reminder to myself when I got kicked down."

"Hmm." Rebecca hummed in her throat and the fingers that had been tracing the artwork were replaced with warm lips kissing along the petals of each of the flowers.

Emily whimpered softly and closed her eyes at the light fluttering sensation each of Rebecca's kisses caused inside of her. When she had covered the entire tattoo Rebecca moved up past Emily's ribs to kiss along her chest and breasts. The girl took such care painting her admiration across Emily's skin that the blonde wondered why it had taken her so long to get to this point with Rebecca.

She knew the realistic answer, but the lust bubbling inside of her didn't really care about the semantics of it all -- it only cared about feeling Rebecca's touch everywhere. Those lips that were creating such a twisting burning sensation inside of Emily enveloped one of the blonde's pert nipples and suddenly all further thoughts inside of her head came to a screeching halt. Who really cared about the how's and why's right now anyways? She was in Rebecca Knox's bed and she was going to enjoy every delicious moment that she had here.

Rebecca was having none of the trouble that Emily was experiencing in the ways of pestering thoughts. Her mind was free and clear, only concerned with the body below her that was shifting and squirming with anticipation. The anticipation that she was creating so expertly.

The brunette rolled her tongue along the nipple in her mouth and grasped at Emily's hips with both hands. Rebecca had come to straddle one of the blonde's thighs and she pulled Emily into her with each tug of the girl's hips as her mouth did its job. Likewise, Rebecca's knee was lodged against Emily's hot center and every pull on the blonde's hips drove the brunette against the wet mess of Emily's pussy.

It had been a long time since the two of them were together intimately, but it had been even longer since Rebecca had the chance to touch and taste Emily in any sort of exploration at all. More often than not, their tongues and fingers went straight for the kill to make the process as quick and efficient as possible. With the weight of what they were doing mixed with sneaking around in such a public place, there was no real need for buildup since they were already hot enough from the taboo.

This was not the case for tonight however.

Rebecca wanted to rev up the pretty blonde in her grasp as much as possible before she really dug into her. She wanted Emily crying out and panting for release from every little touch. The brunette wanted to create anticipation, desire, and need. In short, Rebecca wanted foreplay.

The nipple in Rebecca's mouth came out with a pop as she released it and proceeded to trail sloppy, wet kisses across the valley of Emily's chest to get to the other side. There was no time wasted in taking its mate in her mouth and giving it the same treatment she had done a moment before to Emily's other nipple. Rebecca licked and sucked and nibbled all along the pebbled bud in her mouth, while she did that her fingers dug deeper into the flesh of the blonde's hips in order to drive them together harder and faster.

"Yes," Emily uttered between her teeth, with the s sound coming out as a long, low hiss.

Emily was no longer content to just lie there and take what the brunette was dishing out anymore, so she raised her hands and let them come down on Rebecca's backside with a resounding smack. Rebecca responded to this action by pulling on Emily's nipple with her teeth and sending a smoky eyed glance toward the blonde. Emily gasped at the sharp sensation and clung to the firm cheeks in her grasp.

Between the tongue working all over her chest and the sweet friction of Rebecca's knee against her core, Emily was beginning to see stars. She bucked her hips up and pulled Rebecca down simultaneously in a desperate attempt to bring their bodies even closer together on every pass. The way that Rebecca was grinding against her and leaving sticky trails all along her thigh made Emily wonder if the brunette wasn't riding on the precipice as well.

Emily was the first to throw her head back with a surprisingly loud cry at the arrival of her orgasm. Rebecca moaned against the girl's chest as the sound reverberated around the room and inside of the brunette's head. She ground herself down hard against the tense blonde until they were both shuddering together.

Rebecca brought her lips up to clash against Emily's with a fierce intensity. Both of them were still panting for air but this didn't deter their desire to meet in a tangle of lips, teeth and tongues. The tension that had resided around the pair for months had finally come to a head between them tonight and the resulting passion was absolutely overwhelming.

With her second wind caught, Emily made the first move to take things further with Rebecca. In a feat of surprising strength, she flipped the brunette over on the bed effortlessly and propped herself over the other girl. Rebecca's brows rose in surprise but she smirked at Emily regardless. This was bound to get interesting for her after all.

Emily wasn't as concerned about foreplay with Rebecca tonight. She had the rest of their lives for slow and sensual; this was all about getting the gorgeous brunette to come again and again. So with a final kiss to Rebecca's bruised lips, Emily crawled down the bed to get comfortable between the brunette's thighs.

From that very first touch against her super sensitive skin, Rebecca knew she was a goner to Emily's whims. The brunette had come to the conclusion that she was pretty damn good with her own mouth if Emily's past responses were anything to go by, but this display made her look like an absolute amateur. Emily knew how to flick and swirl her tongue against Rebecca in a way that was unearthly. Rebecca was incapable of forming real words anymore to let Emily know how good everything felt.

"Tha...oh God. Em-Em-Em, uh. Fu-sh-fuck!" She babbled.

Emily couldn't stop grinning against Rebecca's hot center at the nonsense the brunette was sputtering. She knew she was doing a good job when her lover was reduced to an incoherent mess. For some reason, this was sexier to Emily than any length of dirty talk that a girl could hold up. Hearing filthy words uttered from her lover's mouth -- especially if it was Rebecca -- was always stimulating of course, but this bare submission to a baser desire was so much better.

The only thing better than that to Emily's ears was the low moan that came out of Rebecca at her release. Emily watched with narrowed eyes as Rebecca turned her face into the pillow and bit down hard. Little muffled sounds continued to escape past Rebecca's lips for another minute or so while Emily left fluttering kisses along the tender skin of her girl.

Rebecca bounced back with a vengeance this time. She felt like all the energy in the world was surging through her limbs after that come and Emily was going to be the recipient of it. With a slow and deliberate lick across her lips, she stared down her beautiful blonde lover and motioned with one finger for her.

"Come here." Rebecca spoke in a husky sexed up voice.

A cheeky smile stretched across Emily's face as she crawled back up the length of Rebecca's body. She intended to get another kiss from Rebecca, to have the brunette taste the juices still on her lips, but her lover had a different plan. Rebecca seized Emily around the middle and guided the blonde to sit across her stomach, then bent her knees and planted her feet on the bed so Emily could rest against her thighs.

Emily bit her lip and ran a hand down Rebecca's body -- that athlete's body that was all hard muscles and soft curves. Just feeling the warm skin flex underneath her fingertips had Emily getting even wetter for Rebecca all over again. Another moan left Rebecca's mouth when she felt the heat coming from Emily's center resting against her abdomen.