Beyond the Lights

Club Lights

Emily POV

"Babe?" Alison walks, no, stumbles over to me. She's downed aix shots and a couple of drinks.

And me? I've just been sitting on this couch for the last couple of hours. Watching my girlfriend dance with other people. Girls and guys. Practically throwing herself at them. And sure enough, they see dancing with her as an opportunity to touch all over the Laura Dilentis. Anytime I tried to stop it, she would just tell me to go away. So I gave up after the tenth time.

"Yes, Alison?" I sighed as I put my drink down.

"Dance with me," she giggled as she grabbed my hands and intertwined them with her own.

"I'm okay, Alison. Dancing isn't really my thing. Go have fun with your friends," I nodded towards the group of guys that were staring at us, more like her...more like her ass. I told her not to wear that damn skirt!

"But I want to have fun with you," she leaned forward and whispered into my ear, "Please Emmy? I'll be a good girl and do whatever you want," she seductively said as she freed one of her hands from mine and traced her finger over my thigh.

"Alis-...fuck. Not here," I told her as I grabbed her hand. She started to rub on me from the outside of my pants.

"Ugh! You're no fun," she sat down next to me and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I love you," I whispered before leaning over to kiss the side of her head.

Just then, a stripper came over to us and started to dance right in front of me and eventually on me.

"Nope," Alison tapped her on her shoulder, making her stand up, "she's definitely not in the mood right now, but I am," she winked and grabbed her by her waist and practically forced her into her lap. But the stripper didn't mind. She started to grind into Alison. And Alison was feeling all over her body and staring at her boobs in amazement.

I'm not gonna lie. As mad as I was about it, I couldn't help but feel turned on by what was going on. But then, it started to be too much when the stripper decided to start kissing down Alison's neck and whispering things in her ear.

"Excuse me? You can leave now," I stood up and pulled the girl off of her. She left, but not before throwing a wink at Alison.

"Wow Em! I was just about to get some and you ruined it," she scoffed.

"Let's go dance," I told her as I held my hand out. She looked at it for a bit, but eventually grabbed it and I helped her up.

Little did I know that dancing would turn into dry humping.

"Fuck! Alison slow down," I tried to whisper to her as she continued to roughly grind her ass into my front.

"Why? Can't keep up?" She smirked as she looked back at me.

"No, this is why," I told her as I grabbed her hand and placed it in between us on my growing boner. I let out a moan at the little bit of contact.

"I told you to stop wearing sweats," she turned around and whispered into my ear. She left her hand where it was and rubbed up and down.

"Shit! Alison, p-please don't do that...and they're not sweats, they're joggers," I said as I went down to move her hand, but she only pressed it down harder.

"Alis-"

"How about we go sit down?" Alison asked, but she didn't give me a chance to answer. Instead, she dragged me back to the couch, so I sat down. Then, she climbed in my lap facing me and stuck her hands out to either side of me on the couch.

"What are you doing?"

"We're gonna go for a little ride," she seductively whispered into my ear.

"There are people here, Alison. Watching us"

"So, let them enjoy the show," she winked as she began to slowly give me one hell of a lap dance. She eventually picked up the pace and was grinding into me really hard. She had been going at it for five minutes now. All I could do was grab onto her hips and help her grind harder as I looked down at her boobs.

"A-Ali...y-...we need to stop because I'm gonna c-," she cut me off by smashing her lips into mine for a desperate kiss. I felt her hand in my pants and I instantly moaned into her mouth.

"You're not gonna do anything until I say you can baby," she said as she left my lips and began to kiss and suck on my neck. All while she was rubbing me down there and spreading any precum over the head.

"Fuck! Ali please-"

"Shhh," she whispered into my ear. And that did it.

"Fuck!" I groaned, but eventually sighed in relief. She stopped grinding and looked down. I followed her eyes out of curiosity. Damn it. I messed up my pants. Why did I have to wear grey?

"Uhmm babe, you got a little something on your pan-"

"I know! Can we please go, now?" I asked, clearly annoyed. I guess it's kind of my fault though.

"Okay baby," she kissed my cheek.
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"Aliiii c'mon...let me just help you into your pajamas," I whined as I tried to get a drunk Alison to settle down.

"No. I want to finish what we started earlier at the club," she said as she sat up on her knees in the bed and threw her arms around my neck.

"I think we both know that I finished...babe you're drunk. Let's go to bed"

"Give me a kiss," she pouted. Of course, I pecked her lips.

"I love you"

"Uhmm I have a girlfriend and I love her very much," she told me as she got off of me and laid back on the bed. I turned around to grab her some pajamas.

"Okay Alison," I chuckled as I grabbed a big t-shirt for her. Once I turned back around, she was out cold.

I gently took her heels and clothes off and left her to sleep in her panties since she wasn't wearing a bra. I picked her up, pulled the covers back and placed her back down, pulling the covers over her. I leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight princess"