One Drunken Night (Emisue)

Chapter 20: Sweater Weather

Right now Emily and Sue were at the beach, walking hand in hand and were talking about the things that matter to them, sharing secrets, dreams and deepest desires.

"Tell me something true." - Sue said, after a short silence between the two girls.

"Well... one thing comes to mind." - Emily looked over at Sue and smiled, grasping the singer's hand tighter.

"Tell me." - Sue insisted and stopped in front of the other girl in order to catch her gaze and get an answer.

"When we first met, I didn't think you'll be more than a one-night stand. But later I realized I couldn't help but catch feelings for you. Now I don't want anyone else." - Sue smiled and kissed Emily briefly. "It's your turn."

"What for?" - the singer raised a brow. Emily started walking again, leading Sue and holding her hand.

"To tell me something true."

"Hmm..." - Sue looked like she was deep into thoughts for a second. "Well, I didn't mean for it to happen, but the color of your eyes are, like, my new favorite color." - Emily grinned and looked down, hoping she wasn't blushing because of what Sue just said.

"I can see why. My eyes are what I like most about me. Most people do." - the poet joked, making Sue giggle.

"I think they like your modesty more." - the singer replied in the same playful manner.

"Sue." - Emily said in a rather serious tone. "Do you wanna do something crazy? Like, not something in particular, we can think it up together."

"I'm all in. Do you have anything in mind or?" - Sue asked, playing with Emily's hand as they were walking.

"I have some ideas, yes. Do you?"

"It depends on how crazy you want them to be. Since we're here, on the beach, I thought of skinny dipping, having sex or making out, getting matching fake tattoos... I can go on." - Emily giggled.

"I guess great minds do think alike. I had the same ideas, well, minus the tattoo part." - the taller girl replied and the two stopped at the same time, facing one another. "But no matter how much I love the idea of fucking you here, I wouldn't like it if anyone saw us. I want to be the only one gazing upon your body like that." - when Emily said that, she was looking at Sue from head to toe, hungrily.

"Is that so..." - the singer replied in a playful way, squinting. "You can be pretty possessive, Emily Dickinson. In a somewhat sexy way, that is." - Sue leaned in, in a way that the two were now basically breathing the same air. She didn't kiss Emily, even though their lips were touching. "Am I making you nervous right now?" - Sue added, speaking into Emily's mouth. Then she put her hand on the poet's neck, reaching for her pulse point. "I can feel your heart is beating pretty fast."

"You're such a tease." - Emily spoke, not pulling away.

"What do you want, Emily? What do you 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 want right now?" - the singer asked in a seductive voice.

"I..."

"Oh? Is the great poet by the name of Emily Dickinson finally out of words? I never thought that was possible. Are you intimidated?" - Sue replied and bit Emily's lower lip, still holding onto it after she did. Emily couldn't take it anymore. She kissed Sue hungrily a few times, unable to keep her lips away from the singer's. After a few short-lasting kisses, the poet spoke.

"No, I'm not intimidated. I'm turned on." - Emily wrapped Sue's legs around her waist and began kissing her cleavage, going up to her neck and then her chin. Then the poet bit Sue's neck, trying to leave a mark or something similar to a hickey.

Sue had her eyes closed, enjoying the moment, or more like immersing herself in it. Emily then placed her on the sand, being on top of her, and continued what she intended to do. She started massaging Sue's breasts through the fabric of Sue's tank top and couldn't help but kiss her again.

"What about the thing you said earlier?" - Sue said, breaking the kiss, as she was resting her elbows on the sand to keep her body in an almost sitting position.

"We'll just make out a bit, and then I'll show you my favorite part of the beach." - Emily replied and buried her face in Sue's neck, hitting a sensitive spot that made the singer giggle.

"Oh, how I missed those lips..." - Sue said, holding Emily's face so the latter could catch her eye. The poet interpreted that as an invitation to a kiss, so she took it. The moment their lips collided this time, both girls felt the nervousness and butterflies in their stomachs.

But before they could get too comfortable, they heard some people talking in the distance and their voices felt like they were getting nearer by the second. So the girls broke apart and sat on the sand side by side, planning on waiting for the strangers to leave so they can continue what they were doing.

After a minute or two the girls could differentiate three boys, probably about the same age as them. One of them looked at Sue and smiled. For some reason he helped her get up, so she did and Emily did the same, crossing her arms. She sort of knew what was about to happen.

"Hey, gorgeous. I'm Matthew." - the boy said and extended his hand for a handshake, so Sue shook it. "Are you looking for some company?"

"Actually no. I already have some." - Sue replied.

"Well, your friend can come along as well, it's no problem." - Matthew grinned.

"She's not my friend. She's..." - Sue looked over at Emily for support, but the poet only gave her a confused look, filled with anticipation. "Okay, we haven't figured that part out yet. But we're sort of a thing."

"Sort of? To me that means you're free." - Matthew replied, making his two friends chuckle.

"Back off, dude, she said she's not interested." - Emily pulled Sue back in order to be in front of her and talk to the stranger guy.

"Wow, at least now we know who's on top of who in this "sort of a thing"." - the guy joked. After they heard that, the girls became more irritated than ever.

"Move along, guys." - Sue added. The strangers looked at her for a second and the  continued with their walk. After some time the girls could no longer see them clearly.