Swimming Pools:)

chapter 9

Emily walked into the apartment to find it dark. The brunette frowned in confusion. JJ didn't work on Fridays and always had dinner going by the time she got home. It was a routine they had established immediately after moving to Virginia three months ago.

The brunette sighed as she determined JJ must have gotten a better offer for dinner and would be on her own for dinner.

After putting her go bag in her room, Emily made her way back to the kitchen to start preparing herself a simple dinner of spaghetti and meatballs.

Right as Emily was about to drop the spaghetti into the boiling water, a loud moan came from down the hall, Emily's brow furrowed in confusion. There was no way JJ was home. The blonde always greeted the brunette the minute she walked through the door, without fail, as Emily learned early on into their living together.

The brunette paused to listen closely to see if it came again. After a brief pause and hearing nothing but silence, Emily determined it must have been her imagination or the building creaking and went back to cooking.

The noise came again after Emily had dropped the noodles into the water. This time it was louder and Emily knew it wasn't her imagination.

After turning the stove off, Emily made her way to JJ's room, she pressed an ear to the door. All she could hear was the blonde moaning and weakly calling out the brunette's name.

That was all Emily needed to open the door and help her obviously sick or injured roommate. "JJ, are you ok? What's-" Emily was cut off when she found the blonde lying on her bed with three fingers buried knuckle deep inside herself while her other hand was tweaking a flicking her nipple. "What are you doing?" Emily knew exactly what she was doing, but couldn't connect the dots.

JJ looked up at Emily, her eyes wide in shock. "I'm, um, this isn't what it..." The blonde tried to explain before trailing off and deciding to come clean. "I was masturbating. I thought I could fit it in before you got home. If you'll just leave me along for a few minutes I'll finish up and get dinner started."

"Why were you moaning my name?" Emily asked, completely ignoring everything JJ had just said.

"You're really going to make me say it out loud?" JJ asked, her cheeks red in embarrassment. When Emily didn't answer and only continued to stare at her, the blonde let out a sigh. "I was moaning your name because I was fantasizing about you. I've wondered what it would feel like to have your cock inside me, fucking me."

For a long moment, the brunette looked straight at the blonde with a completely unreadable expression.

Eventually the silence got to JJ. "Emily, it's ok, if you don't feel the same way. Your friendship is more than enough for me," she said reassuringly.

"You've wanted me for seven years now and never said anything?" Emily asked in clarification, once again ignoring JJ.

"Yeah, that sounds about right," the blonde said with a nod as she realized they had known each other for seven years at that point.

"Why didn't you do or say anything?" Emily added when JJ looked at her, completely confused.

"Because I was afraid." JJ admitted sadly.

"Afraid of what?" Emily pressed.

"At first I was afraid that you would reject me and that would make things weird. Then we got closer and I started to think you might have been sending me some signals. But I knew how many issues you have with relationships and I wasn't sure I was ready to take those on. I was afraid that if we tried to date and things didn't work out that you would resent me and it would ruin our friendship and work relationship. It wasn't a risk I was willing to take. By the end of last year, I had decided to put those fears aside and just go for it. We were about six weeks out from you being promoted and if things went sour, we wouldn't be in each other's lives for long after that."