She smiled when the sound of the loud music dimmed as she shut the door, taking in the fact that she locked it. She sat down on the bed, looking up at her timidly before biting her lip softly, all the pent up heat and need suddenly flushing out and turning her a pink shade of blush. "It's nice" she muttered, looking down at her lap and fidgeting nervously. She wished so much that she had her mask right now.
"Thanks!" Valerie tossed off her mask and blushed bright red when she met Emma's eyes. She pushed herself up into a sitting position, pursing her lips when she noticed how close their faces were. If she so much as tilted her head, they'd be kissing. "Um… you look really good in that dress."
"Thank you. I bought it with birthday money" she replied, her eyes flicking down to Valerie's lips before she moved in slightly, her lips grazing hers. "You look amazing as well" she complimented, her eyelids heavy as her breathing became quicker. "The fishnets suit you" she muttered, her lips barely moving as she spoke.
Valerie's breathing hitched quietly and she moved forward almost imperceptibly. Her eyes kept flicking up to Emma's face, desperate to see something in her eyes. To get some kind of validation that this was something they both wanted. "I wore them for you," she breathed. "I wanted to get your attention."
Her eyes said yes but she knew it was wrong. She knew it was wrong, but was Lucas being faithful? No.
She let her hands find their way to Valerie's jaw, cupping it as she spoke, "Well, you did. You got my attention without a doubt" she purred before pressing her lips to her's, moaning softly at the taste of her mouth. Was this what kissing was supposed to be like? Needing air but not wanting to break the kiss even slightly to get it? Her body went numb yet this was the most alive she'd ever felt, like electric shocks going off in her body.
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Valerie whined needily and wrapped an arm around Emma's neck to pull her closer. She tasted like vodka and smoke and something sweet and Valerie never wanted to stop. She was lightheaded, pressing herself against Emma until they were tangled together so completely she didn't really know where one stopped and the other began.
Emma soon broke the kiss, noticing that Valerie was now straddling her lap and their bodies so close they might as well just be bare. "Val…mph…" she whined, looking into her eyes before kissing her again, her tongue slipping into her mouth, longing to bring her closer to her.
Valerie let out a steady string of moans and whimpers, relishing the way Emma was kissing her. The feeling of skin against skin, even though they were both still dressed. She pulled away after a few seconds, panting heavily. Her lipstick was smudged and she looked absolutely wrecked. "Emma," she whimpered, soft and needy. "Touch me. Please."
She looked her over, sighing defeatedly. “Not now, not like this” she replied, it taking all of her will power to say no. “I want you as much as you want me, but I want it to be perfect. Not when we’re both hurting for it and half drunk at a party.” She muttered, kissing her jaw softly before picking her up slightly and placing her on the bed, standing up in front of her. “How about I walk you home?” She asked, watching her carefully
Valerie could've cried. She crawled over to Emma, eyes wide and watery, and clung to her like a lifeline. What had she done wrong? Was she too loud? Too clingy? "Please Emma, 'm not that drunk. I need it. We can do whatever you want just… just touch me. Please."
She stood there for a moment before leaning down, kissing her lips quickly before pulling back again, pulling her up with her and wrapping her arms around her waist. “I’ll call us a cab” she hummed softly, smiling weakly.
"I don' want a cab," Valerie protested, stumbling slightly as she was pulled to her feet. She leaned heavily on Emma to support herself. "Jus' get me downstairs. I'll find Ethan." Emma didn't want her, that much was crystal clear, but she could end the night without tears if she was buried beneath someone who did. No matter how pale it would seem in comparison to the few kisses shared up here.
“He’s not having you. No way in hell am I letting him have you before I have you” she laughed softly, catching her when she stumbled. “I’m calling us a cab. I’ll kiss you more in there” she purred, kissing her neck softly as she set her down on the couch next to the bed, picking up her phone and dialling the number of a trusted cab company she took all the time.
Valerie's vodka addled brain quickly decided to give up the fight if going in the cab meant Emma would touch her. Besides, maybe this was something Emma wanted after all. She was being all affectionate and possessive, which sent butterflies swirling through Valerie's stomach, surely that meant something. But… maybe Valerie was deluding herself. She was pretty drunk. "But why? You don' want me."
“If you think I don’t want you you’re clearly blind” she laughed, smirking at her playfully before holding the phone up to her ear, biting her lip as she watched her drunkenly lay down on the couch. “Hi, can I get a cab for me and my friend? Yes, this is Emma… Lidia? Oh gosh! Hey! Um can you come get me and my friend? Yes the address is…” she went on talking to Lidia, sitting on the bed as she did.
Valerie stumbled over to the bed, laying down sideways in Emma's lap. She felt so warm here, curled up like an affectionate housecat, and Emma's chatter was starting to soothe her worries. Soon she was half asleep, lazily nuzzling Emma's stomach with a soft smile.
She soon ended the call, petting her hair softly before picking her up, carrying her out the door and downstairs. She sat them outside on the porch, Valerie’s smile now reflected on Emma’s lips. The cab soon came and Emma placed her in the car first, hopping in soon after. She held her chin, bringing her lips up to her own and kissed her gently, half wanting to wake her up and half wanting her to stay asleep
Valerie snuggled closer to Emma's side and leaned into the kiss. It took some effort to open her eyes, but when she finally looked at Emma she lit up. "You're here!" she cheered, looking a little wonderstruck. "I thought you were gonna ship me off."
“And not keep my promise? That’s be rude of me” she replied, kissing her cheek and beginning to kiss her neck gently and carefully, her lips like butterflies that landed on Valerie’s skin. “Plus, I’m gonna need to make sure you don’t pass out on the sidewalk on your way home.” She hummed against her throat, her eyelashes grazing her skin
Valerie let out a breathy little moan, panting quietly as Emma kissed her. Her lips sent little jolts of pleasure down Valerie's spine and it was all she could do to keep quiet. "You don'… you don't have to if it's… inconvenient," she said between stifled moans. "People've done… they've done worse… I'll be fine."
She pulled away st the mention of things worse, her hear breaking slightly. “Worse?” She asked, looking into her eyes for an answer. “Like, without your consent?” She asked again, her lips resting parted after she finished speaking in disbelief
Valerie whined when Emma pulled away, but she didn't press close again once the questions started. Instead, she stared down at her feet and fiddled with her fishnets. "No… um, not really. I'd… um… I'd just be really drunk or high or some shit and I'd… well, I'd come to myself in the middle of things sometimes or I'd wake up after and someone would want to do another round and I'd say no but they'd… um…" Her eyes flickered up at Emma to gauge her reaction before she looked at the ground again. "Well, they'd insist."
She didn’t know how to react. This was why she didn’t go to impersonal parties. “Holy fuck.” She muttered, tilting her head as she let the information seep in. “That’s called taking advantage of someone… you know that right?” She asked, holding her hands as she spoke, trying not to imagine those dirty, whorish guys clambering all over Valerie. “Those fucking assholes” she muttered, closing her eyes to try and wipe the images from her head
Valerie laughed stiffly and shrugged, a tired smile spreading across her face. "Nah, I always said yes at first. Wasn't their fault I sobered up halfway through 'n shit." She squeezed Emma's hands comfortingly. "I mean sure, I was uncomfortable but they weren't bad guys. They were just horny, nothin' to get mad over."