Chapter 7
In the middle of the night Emery started to move around. Scar woke up a few minutes after Emery started to stir.
“Emery, hey are you okay?” Scar shook her shoulder gently.
“Hmm, oh yeah I’m fine, just a nightmare.” Emery rolled to face Scar.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Scar said rubbing her hand up and down Emery’s arm.
“No I’m fine, but while we’re up…” Emery smiled seductively as she moved to straddle Scar.
“I thought I told you that I always top,” Scar said as she moved to fight Emery for dominance.
“Scarlett, why don’t you just give up that tough act? Just relax,” Emery said as she slid on top of Scar. Scar seemed startled for a second.
“Dude, where are your pants?”
“Great list of turn-ons, call a girl dude and ask why she’s not wearing pants.” Emery laughed.
“Seriously, though, I mean I’m not complaining just a little confused,” Scar chuckled.
“Don’t worry I’m wearing spanks, I just can’t sleep in jeans so I took them off.” Emery shrugged.
“I wouldn’t care if you weren’t wearing spanks,” Scar whispered as she nibbled on Emery’s ear. Emery giggled because it tickled.
“Stop that, I’m leading.” Emery whined.
“Well then do something, you’re killing me here!” Scar sat with her hands on Emery’s bare thighs as Emery straddled her.
“Just be patient,” Emery smirked as she put her hands on Scar’s shins and started to slowly slide upwards. She rested her hands on Scar’s thighs and started a passionate kiss. After a few moments Emery’s tongue was dominating Scar’s mouth, but Scar loved it. It was surprising how fun a less aggressive role could be. As Emery’s tongue brushed against the roof of Scar’s mouth she ran a finger along the seam of Scar’s jeans. Scar’s eyes shot open as she looked at Emery a little bit startled.
“What? Wasn’t that good?”
“No it was good, great actually, just… unexpected.” Scar cleared her throat, upset at how much she loved someone else top her.
“Well it’s not like you haven’t gone there with other people before,” Emery shrugged and resumed playing with the front of Scar’s jeans.
“Well um-,” Scar’s voice cracked. She cleared her throat as Emery chuckled at her, “Not particularly,” was her final response.
“Wait,” Emery’s eyes got wide, “Is the infamous Scar a virgin? The cool and rugged Scar, is a virgin?” Emery half-mocked half-marveled.
“Whatever, it’s not like anyone has gotten into your pants before,” Scar shot back. Emery didn’t respond, she just looked down, “Emery… why so quiet? Wait… you didn’t… you did! You aren’t a virgin!” Scar gasped for real.
“Okay, maybe. What if I’m not?” Emery got a little defensive.
“Nothing it’s just… you’re dirty.” Scar teased.
“Get over it, you could be too if you are lucky… but not tonight,” Emery said as she pulled off her tank top, she was wearing a sports bra underneath.
“Fricking tease,” Scar visibly blushed as Emery moved her hands to take Scar’s shirt off too. Scar didn’t put up any protest as Emery lifted her t-shirt to reveal her own sports bra and slight outlines of flat abs.
