Title: Fidgeting

Summary: Gobbler's end smelt like any other forest; Trees, dirt and wet grass. The last time Naomi had been in a forest she'd woken up with twigs in her hair, mud on her knees and Emily cuddled in to her side.

Rating: 15 (UK)

A/N: Spoilers for series 3 up to episode 8 "Effy".

Gobbler's end smelt like any other forest; Trees, dirt and wet grass. The last time Naomi had been in a forest she'd woken up with twigs in her hair, mud on her knees and Emily cuddled in to her side. Having Emily's arm or thigh 'accidentally' brushing against her every time she moved was driving her nuts. They were both sitting crossed legged in front of the campfire JJ had built and Emily seemed to be fidgeting every five seconds.

"Could you stay still for two seconds?" Naomi snapped as Emily reached over for the bottle of vodka. Realising it was sitting between her legs Naomi froze as Emily's hand brushed against her crotch. Biting her lip she tried not to think about the last time the redhead's fingers had been so close to her. Or her tongue…

"Naomi? Emily looked as though she'd been talking to her. She held the bottle out in front of her expectantly. Taking it she took a large gulp then handed it back. Emily took another long drink before returning the bottle to its original resting place. Between Naomi's legs.
"Oi."

Emily grinned as Naomi scowled at her. The night was turning cold and the others were no where to be seen. Even JJ had slipped off in to one of the tents almost an hour ago. She drank what was left of the cheap drink before tossing the bottle aside and wrapping her arms around herself and staring at the fire. Most of her body was cold, except for the thigh resting against Emily's leg. That part of her felt as though it had caught fire. "Do you want my hoody?" Emily's voice was closer than she expected. She'd leant in close to be heard over the crackling of the fire.

"I'm fine." She lied.

"You've got goosebumps." Emily fingers traced over the pimpled skin of Naomi's forearm. A tremor ran down her spine at the contact. She wasn't entirely sure whether the goosebumps were from the cold or if it was the memories of her last trip to the woods with the curious girl sitting beside her. "Here." She pulled her jacket off and wrapped it around the blonde's shoulders, her hands lingering for just a second longer than was necessary.

"You'll get cold." Naomi pointed out the flaw in the redhead's plan.

"Yeah I guess…maybe we should go inside the tent then?" Apparently her plan wasn't so flawed after all. The usually timid younger twin could be quite devious when she wanted to.

"Yeah ok." There was no point in disagreeing, she was almost shaking with the cold after all. Keeping Emily's jacket wrapped around her she waited for the other girl to empty a carrier bag full of dirt over the fire (one of JJ's ideas on fire safety) before getting in to the tent behind them. Emily followed her in, brushing against her back as Naomi bent down to crawl in to her sleeping bag.

"You know we'd be warmer if we put the sleeping bags together…" Emily suggested. "JJ said." She added quickly, obviously worried about Naomi's reaction.

"Hurry up then." Naomi grumbled as she crawled back out of the sleeping bag. Surprised by her willingness Emily quickly unzipped both sleeping bags and then zipped them together to make a double sleeping bag.

Both girls quickly got inside and settled down in the makeshift bed. It was barely bigger than the size of a single bed and Naomi was all too painfully aware of how closely they were lying together. Emily's thigh was pressed firmly against Naomi's, no matter how much she wriggled about trying to find a little more space. "Now who's fidgeting?" Emily teased, apparently oblivious to the blonde's discomfort.

"I can't get comfy." The other girl snapped more harshly than she'd intended. The redhead let it slide. She was happy enough to have Naomi talking to her again. "I'm not used to wearing three layers of clothing to bed." The truth was Naomi wasn't used to wearing anything to bed.

"Me neither." Emily agreed. "I'm boiling now." She wriggled about a bit before finally pulling her t-shirt over her head and tossing it to the bottom of the tent. Her jeans quickly followed. Naomi did the same, pulling off Emily's jacket and then trying to get the buttons undone on her shirt. Her fingers were still cold and she struggled to free the first button.

"Here." Emily sat up, the sleeping bag falling around her waist, and began unfastening the shirt. Naomi's soft ivory skin felt cold to the touch as Emily's hands brushed against her shoulders. She helped her out of the shirt and tossed it aside with her own clothing.

"Fuck." Lying on her back Naomi grumbled as her fingers slipped against the button on her jeans. Emily rolled her eyes and leant over to help. Naomi instinctively pulled away, causing Emily to lose her balance. She lurched forward, putting her hands out to stop her fall. She ended up half over Naomi with a hand on either side of her head. Naomi lay quiet and still, pinned beneath Emily's warm body.

"Sorry." Emily's voice was too husky, her body too warm and too close. Naomi felt a burning sensation between her legs and realised where Emily's knee had landed. Emily seemed to notice to. Gingerly she moved her knee so that she was sitting on Naomi's legs and began undoing the buttons on her jeans.

"I'll take it from here." Naomi finally managed to choke out, breaking free from her daze.

Emily nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Rolling back on to her side she watched silently as Naomi pulled her jeans down and threw them. She rolled on to her side and closed her eyes to sleep. They soon snapped open as she felt Emily's warm breath on the back of her neck. Having her so close, with the smell of trees and dirt so close, it was impossible not to think about the night they'd slept together.

Their clothing was frantically pulled off, tossed aside carelessly. Lips locked they tumbled back to the ground, the redhead pinning the other girl beneath her. Her lips and hands were everywhere, kissing, nipping and caressing every inch of Naomi's exposed body. The blonde shuddered as Emily turned her attention further south, her hot lips trailing soft kisses up the inside of her thigh. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Emily reached the place she wanted to be.

"Are you warm enough?" The blonde was startled out of her daze as Emily's breath was suddenly tickling her ear. Naomi was still cold inside the sleeping bag, but the memory of her last sleepover with Emily was quickly warming her up.

"Bit." She mumbled, not knowing what Emily intended to do about it. Cautiously the redhead placed a hand on Naomi's thigh, the cold skin quickly warming. When she didn't object Emily closed the small distance between them, pressing herself against Naomi's back. She grinned as the blonde reached behind her and took hold of Emily's arm, draping it over her stomach and taking hold of her hand.

"'Night." Deciding to push her luck a little more Emily kissed the back of the blonde's neck. She couldn't help but smirk as Naomi let out a small moan. She'd been wound tighter than yo-yo ever since they'd slept together, and Emily seemed intent on making her uncoil. The redhead's hand snaked down her stomach, resting at the waistband of her underwear.

"Emily." Naomi's voice was barely more than a whisper. "Please." Neither girl was sure what she was pleading for, but Emily decided to press her luck that little bit more. Her hand slipped under the thin cotton material, causing Naomi to gasp.

"Please." Naomi whined again. "…don't stop." Emily was just about to reply when the zip of their tent began to move. Pulling away Naomi grabbed her shoe and held it up defensively. Moments later JJ's head popped through the gap.

"It's cold in my tent and I can hear animals outside…can I sleep in here?" Dropping her shoe Naomi sighed and lay back down.
"Course." Emily smiled, patting the space beside her. As much as she wanted to be alone with the blonde she had a soft spot for JJ. Grinning he unzipped the tent all the way and scooted in with his sleeping bag wrapped around his waist. Rolling on to her side she pressed herself up against Naomi's back and quietly slid her hand up and down her leg.

"He'll be out like a light in ten minutes." She would know. The blonde sighed and took hold of Emily's hand, pulling it back over her side and resting it on her stomach. The red vixen deliberately stretched her fingers so that they slipped under the thin slip of material at her waist. Naomi hissed as the other girl's nails grazed against her sensitive skin. "Promise."