The next day Emma was making her way home from the airport, excited to see her pups again and to tell her sister all about Demi. Well, everything except her situation involving her split personalities. That's not Emma's place to tell.
When she walks into her apartment she's immediately greeted by two excited dogs who come running to her. Emma drops her things and kneels down, scooping Larry into her arms and placing kisses on Lily's head.
"I've missed you so much!" She baby talks to them.
Amaya sits up on the couch and yawns, stretching her arms out.
"Missed you too sis." She laughs.
Emma laughs and stands, still holding Larry as she makes her way to the couch, sitting beside her sister and folding her legs under her. She smiles at Amaya who looks at her with a raised eyebrow.
"You're glowing why are you glowing?" Amaya asks.
Emma shrugs and smiles bigger.
"No way! You totally got laid! Who was it? Was it Rhea? Tell me everything!" Amaya rants and turns towards her on the couch, crossing her legs.
Emma puts Larry on her lap and tells Amaya everything, making sure to leave out the most important but secret detail. Amaya looks at her in shock.
"So she got you off, you got her off, then she got you off at work?!" She shouts.
Laughing, Emma nods and says, "Yeah but it wasn't just sex. It's more than that and she wants to take me on a date."
"Ooo! When?" Amaya asks.
"Tonight! She's picking me up at four."
Amaya raises an eyebrow and looks at the clock.
"You realize that's in like 45 minutes right?"
Emma's head snaps to the clock and she gasps.
"No! No I still need a shower! And I have to pick outfits!" She panics.
Amaya waves her off.
"Go go! If she comes before you're done I'll stall her." She says.
Emma smiles, jumps from the couch and rushes to the bedroom. She throws things around in her closet trying to find the perfect outfits. Finding a short black dress with dark purple accents on it she grins, thinking about how it'll appeal to both Demi and Rhea. She lays it out on the bed and then grabs a see-through black lace bra and panty set and places them next to the dress.
She returns to her closet to pick out something comfortable and finds a Motionless in White t-shirt, a pair of black leggings and some black and white checkered high top Vans and puts them in a backpack.
Pleased with her choices, Emma makes her way to the bathroom and turns the shower on. She strips down and steps in, humming softly as she showers. She hurries when she hears the doorbell ring and steps out of the shower grabbing a towel to dry off.
Emma quickly slips into the outfit she laid out, puts on some black heels and brushes her hair before grabbing the backpack she packed. She walks out to the living room and is caught off guard by Demi's outfit. She's wearing a black dress that goes down to her knees, it has a slit going up her thigh and she's wearing black heels of her own that have silver chain accents.
She's laughing with Amaya when she turns her head to look at Emma and her smile grows as she looks her up and down. Her tongue slides over her teeth and Emma recognizes that subtle change as Rhea.
"You look amazing." Emma smiles.
"You're beautiful." Demi replies, taking over again.
Emma blushes softly and Amaya looks between them before laughing.
"Wow you two are smitten. Should I leave so you can have the room to fu-"
"Amaya!" Emma interrupts, glaring.
Demi laughs as Amaya holds her hands up and giggles.
"Ready?" Demi asks and Emma nods.
She holds out a hand and Emma takes it, following her out the door. They make their way to Demi's truck and she helps Emma inside before making her way around and getting in herself.
The ride to their destination is quiet, but not awkward. Demi places her hand on Emma's thigh, earning a content smile in return as she drives. She pulls up to a building that's got music playing so loud inside the truck feels like it's vibrating.
"What's this?" Emma asks.
"It's like a club. Music, dancing, sometimes karaoke. But you dress up." Demi winks as she parks.
Emma smiles and hops out of the truck, Demi quickly rushing to her side and taking her hand. She places a quick kiss on Emma's cheek before leading her inside. They're surrounded by people dressed up in fancy attire, drinking random drinks and dancing on the floor.
"Let's get a drink and dance." Demi smiles.
Emma nods in agreement and grabs a drink off of one of the trays a waiter is carrying. Demi grabs one too and they take a sip. Emma coughs as the liquid burns her throat.
"Shit that's strong. But fucking good." She shouts over the music.
Demi winks and guides her out to the floor. She starts to sway her hips as she drinks and Demi grins, watching them sway as she reaches out and puts her hands on them.
"Keep dancing like that and we won't be here long." Demi winks.
Emma giggles and wraps her arms around Demi's neck, pulling her close so their fronts are touching as she sways, grinding against her.
Four songs and five more drinks later, Emma is out of control. She's laughing, hiccuping and grinding her ass against Demi's crotch. Bending over slightly, her dress pulling up slightly and starting to show the see-through lace panties underneath. Demi looks around, there's people watching.
She pulls Emma up against her, pulls her dress down and whispers in her ear, "we're leaving. Now."
Emma frowns and spins in her arms.
"Not yet." She whines.
Instead of replying, Emma is dragged out of the club by her arm. She's giggling the whole way. It's not until she's shoved up against the truck that her laughter dies and she looks into Demi's eyes. No, she's looking into Rhea's eyes.
"The fuck Emma? It was supposed to be a sweet date and you embarrass her?"
Emma frowns, "embarrass? She's embarrassed by me?"
Rhea steps back and runs her fingers through her hair.
"You're drunk I'm taking you home."
"I'm not drunk I was having fun!" Emma shouts.
"You're fucking wasted if you think what you did in there was okay." Rhea replies.
"Fuck you Rhea." Emma rolls her eyes.
Suddenly there's a hand at her throat. Not threateningly, not to cut off her air, but just tight enough to make her gasp and grab her wrist in shock.
"I'd take that as a challenge if this wasn't Demi's night. Roll your eyes at me again." Rhea says through gritted teeth.
Emma gulps against her hand.
"Get in the fucking truck."
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Split
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