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place. When the First Guardian stood up and started carrying her towards the apartment she<br />
didn't notice until they had passed through the sliding doors. Even then she barely realized it.<br />
Tugging at Emie's blouse she frowned in frustration, as it didn't come off easily. Emily's hands<br />
weren't doing anything to help her concentration. The black haired woman's fingers and managed<br />
to push her bra up and was stroking her nipples. Shuddering she buried her face once more<br />
against the side of Emie's neck and growled, tugging at the First Guardian's shirt.<br />
"Off, Now!"<br />
A low chuckle reverberated through the body she was clinging to, turning into a groan as Julie<br />
managed to slide a hand between skin and shirt to palm a breast. Emily desperately started to pull<br />
Julie's blouse up over her head, while Julie did her best to undo the last of the buttons on Emily's<br />
shirt. The two were nearly there, both of them just a few seconds from the naked flesh that they<br />
craved with the com panel sounded.<br />
Both of them ignored it, intent on more important things at the moment. Emily's fingers were<br />
splaying across Julie's lower stomach, pushing down the waistband of the skirt the red head was<br />
wearing. Julie herself was more intent on the First Guardian's breasts, and she managed to get the<br />
shirt free from the pants of Emie's uniform <strong>by</strong> the time the two of them became aware of the<br />
incessant beeping.<br />
Both of them cursed as one.<br />
Grinding her teeth in frustration Emily sat Julie aside on the bed and stalked towards the beeping<br />
com panel. Julie laid back on the bedspread, her blouse open and skirt halfway down her hips.<br />
"I'm going to kill someone."<br />
Emily agreed with the smaller woman and punched the com unit on. Snarling at the young com<br />
officer who was looking at her with obvious trepidation.<br />
"If this isn't an emergency you're going to Pluto. What is it?"<br />
"umm.. F-first Guardian?"<br />
Blue eyes narrowed dangerously as the young man stammered.<br />
"Spit it out, or you're going to be scrubbing plasma vents on Pluto."<br />
"Y-yes M-ma'am. I've g-got a priority one communiqué for you?"<br />
Julie raised herself up off the bed enough to watch as Emily's fingers curled into fists and<br />
giggled. At least she wasn't the first one who was frustrated at the moment. The First Guardian<br />
took a deep breath, obviously trying to control herself before answering.
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