It's not that Easy - Part NINE!!
So i finally got myself in gear, and after writing a couple of poems (i've been commissioned by work to write some poems to use in the Youth Work Qualification as a new way of young people looking at teenagers and what not!) I have finally updated a FIC!! win....
As the two votes i got were for more to write Naomily... here it is! Chapter 9, its not marvelous, but its a step in the right direction!
enjoy! x
Title: It's not that easy
Pairing: Naomily
Author: Itinerant Poet
Rating: R/18 (for future chapters)
Chapter: 9/?
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins, or anything to do with it, this is just what happens in my head sometimes.
p-/p
For a moment nothing was said, the electricity just buzzed and hummed between them, connecting their sweaty bodies, and for a split second it felt as it they may be electrocuted, the spark between them just too powerful to ignore.
Their eyes burnt together, the deep brown chocolate melting into the searing blue oceans, each second, the faint tick of Emily's watch now a momentous crash in time, seemed to last hours.
"Well," Was all Emily seemed to manage after a while had passed.
"Are you ok? I…" Naomi smiled for a moment, letting the memory of the kiss flood her mind for a moment, the touch of Emily's body, just millimeters away, was such a high that she wondered if rather than talk, she could just say everything she ever wanted to say with another kiss.
"Wow" Emily muttered again.
"You said that already, I know I got skills but you're not suddenly dumb are you? I quite liked your intelligence…" Naomi grinned, gently poking Emily's leg so that her eyes snapped down to Naomi's finger, then up to meet her eyes, a shock looked flashed across her face before the blush crept up her neck to meet her red hair.
"No, I have words. It was just difficult to put them into sentences, you are incredibly beautiful." Emily let her eyes drop slightly, embarrassed by her admittance.
"Thank you, Emily, look at me, please." Naomi pleaded.
"I think we can definitely call this a date, if that's ok. I'd really like that." Emily looked back up to Naomi seeing her blue eyes dancing all over her face.
"Tonight has been perfect. Thank you." Naomi smiled, the alcohol slowly fading away, the electricity burnt a little of it out of her system from the kiss, and although she knew that tomorrow would be difficult, she knew that right at this moment, sat next to Emily, with the prospect of another kiss before the end of the night, made her much more comfortable with it all.
"I'm glad, do you mind if I kiss you again, because I really, really want to." Emily offered.
"I thought you'd never ask, but, can you promise me something, can we go somewhere, next week, somewhere where we're not going to be worrying that that handle is going to rattle and announce someone crashing out little party. Because… I…" Naomi tailed off, after looking Emily in the eye, and feeling her fingers trail across her hand, she had looked down, scared of what she was trying to say. The last drink seemed to have trailed into her legs, the burning warmth was draining out of her system, but knowing Emily was just mere centimetres away.
"Naomi, whatever tonight means, or doesn't mean, look at me." Emily ordered, her voice demanding Naomi's head to rise to meet hers.
"Naomi, I promise. But you have to promise me something, please don't run away, " Emily looked up, and for a moment it seemed as if the whole worlds heartbreak was burning in her eyes, without thinking, without really knowing Naomi leaned in, knowing that if, just for a second she could take that pain away, the fact that her heart felt like it might explode, that her chest felt like someone was sitting on it, that might go away if she just pressed her lips to Emily's and felt the warmth there.
The spark from before was by no means diminished as Naomi gently pressed her lips to Emily's, the passion and desire that had been coursing through her veins just minutes before was once again burning her blood, even this seemingly chaste kiss, as she tried to convey to Emily that she wasn't planning on running anywhere, sent jolts through her system.
Pulling away slightly Emily rested her forehead against Naomi's and sighed, a quite, calm sigh.
"Hey, you ok?" Naomi asked, worry lacing her voice.
"Yeah, I could get used to kissing you, definitely get used to it." Emily smirked and pressed her lips to Naomi's again. Within seconds the kiss had deepened with Naomi taking advantage of their position by running her hand through Emily's hair, pulling her closer too her, without realising it Emily let out a small moan as Naomi's tongue grazed her lips, asking for permission. as the kiss deepened Emily inched closer, her leg now pressed against Naomi's so that she could run her fingers down Naomi's leg, trailing lazy patterns while her other hand held onto the sofa, she knew that if she didn't hold onto something solid she was likely to collapse from the heady excitement of kissing Naomi.
As the two girls let their bodies do all the talking, the door handle rattled in its frame for a second, the lock only half engaged, it hadn't be used for what must have been years and they had thought that it would at least deter people from attempting to explore this room too.
Naomi jumped from Emily so that she was at the other end of the sofa; the panic in her eyes obvious and her legs trembled slightly as she glanced at Emily.
Emily sighed, and looked down at the floor.
"If you are going to run, just get on with it, I should have known that you'd panic as soon as someone might think you're a lesbian." Emily's voice was laced with bitterness; she didn't even manage to look Naomi in the eye as she gave her the escape route she assumed she wanted.
"Emily, its not… I… " Naomi haltered, picking at the bottom of her top.
"Emily… Come with me… I'm not running away if you come with me, lets get out of here, lets dance. Please." Naomi offered, her hand snaking its way across the sofa until it was next to Emily's.
"Surely running away is running away, from all this." Emily gestured around the room, looking around at the lights and letting her gaze land on Naomi's face.
"I can't change over night, but please, let me just be with you tonight, let me hold your hand and enjoy tonight, tonight I can't not kiss you, I can't not be in the same room as you." Naomi admitted, letting her heart pour itself out to Emily and letting her gaze gradually rise to meet the girl opposite her.
Emily sighed; she let her fingers meet Naomi's on the sofa, feeling the electricity buzz through them.
"I'm scared too, I'm scared that this, me and you, feels too right." Emily offered.
As the two votes i got were for more to write Naomily... here it is! Chapter 9, its not marvelous, but its a step in the right direction!
enjoy! x
Title: It's not that easy
Pairing: Naomily
Author: Itinerant Poet
Rating: R/18 (for future chapters)
Chapter: 9/?
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins, or anything to do with it, this is just what happens in my head sometimes.
p-/p
For a moment nothing was said, the electricity just buzzed and hummed between them, connecting their sweaty bodies, and for a split second it felt as it they may be electrocuted, the spark between them just too powerful to ignore.
Their eyes burnt together, the deep brown chocolate melting into the searing blue oceans, each second, the faint tick of Emily's watch now a momentous crash in time, seemed to last hours.
"Well," Was all Emily seemed to manage after a while had passed.
"Are you ok? I…" Naomi smiled for a moment, letting the memory of the kiss flood her mind for a moment, the touch of Emily's body, just millimeters away, was such a high that she wondered if rather than talk, she could just say everything she ever wanted to say with another kiss.
"Wow" Emily muttered again.
"You said that already, I know I got skills but you're not suddenly dumb are you? I quite liked your intelligence…" Naomi grinned, gently poking Emily's leg so that her eyes snapped down to Naomi's finger, then up to meet her eyes, a shock looked flashed across her face before the blush crept up her neck to meet her red hair.
"No, I have words. It was just difficult to put them into sentences, you are incredibly beautiful." Emily let her eyes drop slightly, embarrassed by her admittance.
"Thank you, Emily, look at me, please." Naomi pleaded.
"I think we can definitely call this a date, if that's ok. I'd really like that." Emily looked back up to Naomi seeing her blue eyes dancing all over her face.
"Tonight has been perfect. Thank you." Naomi smiled, the alcohol slowly fading away, the electricity burnt a little of it out of her system from the kiss, and although she knew that tomorrow would be difficult, she knew that right at this moment, sat next to Emily, with the prospect of another kiss before the end of the night, made her much more comfortable with it all.
"I'm glad, do you mind if I kiss you again, because I really, really want to." Emily offered.
"I thought you'd never ask, but, can you promise me something, can we go somewhere, next week, somewhere where we're not going to be worrying that that handle is going to rattle and announce someone crashing out little party. Because… I…" Naomi tailed off, after looking Emily in the eye, and feeling her fingers trail across her hand, she had looked down, scared of what she was trying to say. The last drink seemed to have trailed into her legs, the burning warmth was draining out of her system, but knowing Emily was just mere centimetres away.
"Naomi, whatever tonight means, or doesn't mean, look at me." Emily ordered, her voice demanding Naomi's head to rise to meet hers.
"Naomi, I promise. But you have to promise me something, please don't run away, " Emily looked up, and for a moment it seemed as if the whole worlds heartbreak was burning in her eyes, without thinking, without really knowing Naomi leaned in, knowing that if, just for a second she could take that pain away, the fact that her heart felt like it might explode, that her chest felt like someone was sitting on it, that might go away if she just pressed her lips to Emily's and felt the warmth there.
The spark from before was by no means diminished as Naomi gently pressed her lips to Emily's, the passion and desire that had been coursing through her veins just minutes before was once again burning her blood, even this seemingly chaste kiss, as she tried to convey to Emily that she wasn't planning on running anywhere, sent jolts through her system.
Pulling away slightly Emily rested her forehead against Naomi's and sighed, a quite, calm sigh.
"Hey, you ok?" Naomi asked, worry lacing her voice.
"Yeah, I could get used to kissing you, definitely get used to it." Emily smirked and pressed her lips to Naomi's again. Within seconds the kiss had deepened with Naomi taking advantage of their position by running her hand through Emily's hair, pulling her closer too her, without realising it Emily let out a small moan as Naomi's tongue grazed her lips, asking for permission. as the kiss deepened Emily inched closer, her leg now pressed against Naomi's so that she could run her fingers down Naomi's leg, trailing lazy patterns while her other hand held onto the sofa, she knew that if she didn't hold onto something solid she was likely to collapse from the heady excitement of kissing Naomi.
As the two girls let their bodies do all the talking, the door handle rattled in its frame for a second, the lock only half engaged, it hadn't be used for what must have been years and they had thought that it would at least deter people from attempting to explore this room too.
Naomi jumped from Emily so that she was at the other end of the sofa; the panic in her eyes obvious and her legs trembled slightly as she glanced at Emily.
Emily sighed, and looked down at the floor.
"If you are going to run, just get on with it, I should have known that you'd panic as soon as someone might think you're a lesbian." Emily's voice was laced with bitterness; she didn't even manage to look Naomi in the eye as she gave her the escape route she assumed she wanted.
"Emily, its not… I… " Naomi haltered, picking at the bottom of her top.
"Emily… Come with me… I'm not running away if you come with me, lets get out of here, lets dance. Please." Naomi offered, her hand snaking its way across the sofa until it was next to Emily's.
"Surely running away is running away, from all this." Emily gestured around the room, looking around at the lights and letting her gaze land on Naomi's face.
"I can't change over night, but please, let me just be with you tonight, let me hold your hand and enjoy tonight, tonight I can't not kiss you, I can't not be in the same room as you." Naomi admitted, letting her heart pour itself out to Emily and letting her gaze gradually rise to meet the girl opposite her.
Emily sighed; she let her fingers meet Naomi's on the sofa, feeling the electricity buzz through them.
"I'm scared too, I'm scared that this, me and you, feels too right." Emily offered.