3. “urge” — sessions sachston 𝜗𝜚
summary — unsatisfied from emily’s precense being gym-only, andrea decided to think of something to see her after hours. what they both didn’t expect was the wine to hit harder than their feelings for each other.
pairing: andrea sachs x emily charlton
contains: teasing, praise, condescending, flirting, getting tipsy, slight begging, dry humping, finger sucking, tiny gag mention
a/n: hi Forguve me I dont know how to write horny scenes the best but i am trying my absolute best for sachston… it’s a great way to improve i’ll tell you that for free.. I love them.. MEOW! i’ll also be working on more sachston/marvel one shots during writing this lovely fic, so stay tuned!!! <3
word count: 4.2k
part 1: “sessions” part 2: “edge”
friday morning came along quickly, yesterday andrea had many errands to tend to and people to see. andrea stretched her arms over her head, a small yawn escaping her mouth. she grumbled the fact she had to get up, but found it worth it to see emily again.
andrea waltzed over to the kitchen, grabbing ingredients from her fridge to make herself some avocado toast with eggs. she poured herself a glass of orange juice after plating her food. andrea hummed to herself, delighted with her simple meal.
she answered her friends text, the one who questioned if she was down to hang out saturday night, tomorrow. andrea said it’s a good chance it’ll happen, but she’d let her friend know tomorrow morning.
she opened instagram, going through peoples stories yet again. she paused when she remembered emilys text to her. her finger immediately darted to the woman’s story. as promised, she found two more photos from her night.
a picture of a dimly lit restaurant, tiny sparkly lights illuminating the place. a wine glass with emily’s slender fingers, perfectly manicured black nails, holding onto the stem of it ever so gently. on the rim of the glass was a small lipstick mark. ‘Obsession.’ was captioned.
andrea, humming, liked the story.
another picture, a bathroom mirror selfie. emily’s full figure on display, a black dress clinging onto her body. one hand braced onto the countertop, the other held up her phone. emily had this smokey eye look, it really made her eyes pop.
andrea gasped to herself, analyzing probably everything possible about the picture. she liked it and set her phone down with a very lightly shaky hand.
she finished her breakfast and took care of whatever else she needed to do before getting dressed for the gym. andrea grabbed her bag and left the apartment.
emily leaned over the gym reception desk, chatting as she usually would with the lady that took care of all of the members’ details. andrea huffed pushing the door open, eyes immediately landing on charlton. she smiled sheepishly and fixed her posture before walking over to her.
“andy, good morning!” emily chirped to her, stepping closer to andrea, pulling her into a hug. andrea immediately returned it, feeling the warmth of emily and the insanely intoxicating scent of her perfume. it striked her senses with the smell of florals, fruits and woody notes all at once. andrea could stay in that moment forever.
unfortunately, emily pulled away, leaving her hands on andrea’s shoulder. “cmon, let’s go have some fun. i’ve got some things planned out for you.” emily purred and sauntered away, andrea immediately stepped after her.
back to the familiar corner of the gym, they both stand in front of the mirrors, emily clearing her throat to speak.
“mmkay, so. i see your progress with your abdomen and arms are going well,” emily hums, a hand trailing down andrea’s bicep, down to her sides. andrea takes in a sharp breath to which emily chuckles a little. “why don’t we work on your back today, sweetheart?” emily patted andrea’s hip, moving away to the equipment needed for this exercise.
andrea followed with a bashful expression on her face, standing in front of where emily pointed. her hands fell onto the large rubber bands, which she could only assume was for pulling backwards to move her muscles. emily stood really close to her.
“good, you know what they’re for, let me just—” emily’s hands move to andrea’s shoulders, thumbs near the nape of her neck. she adjusted how andrea held herself so gently. andrea had to hold her breath, afraid to let any sort of noise.
it was like emily did it purposely. she got closer to andrea, hips pressing against her, humming lightly with a contented tone. emily dragged her hands down to her biceps, shifting them back a little more so she entirely got the right form. and finally, she placed one hand over the small of her back, straightening her up. andrea moaned, like a stupid person would. emily bit her lip, stifling a chuckle from her mouth. she backed away. “come on, let’s go.”
andrea gets to it, pulling her arms back and forward a good amount of times. she held her breath every now and then, hiding any possibility of a sound breaking through her mouth. unfortunately for her, emily wants the exact opposite. “cmon, let me hear you, baby.”
andrea immediately let out a whine, one that even her herself was surprised she could let out. emily raised an eyebrow, one that showed everything she could be feeling right now. andrea saw pure amusement and pride in her gaze. andrea cleared her throat and got back to it.
emily crossed her arms over her chest, watching andreas slight struggle as she reached her goal. she couldn’t stop smirking. “cmon andy, just a bit more for me.” she encouraged, andrea nodding her head. andrea was panting now, soft whines leaving her lips.
her body relaxed when she reached her number and she dropped the elastic bands to the floor, sighing in relief. emily approaches her again, standing next to her. her hand rested on her shoulder.
“such a good girl, i’m so glad to see your progress, andy.” emily said as if it was the most innocent thing in the world. andrea was just a step away from dropping to her knees. andrea smiles, “thanks em.” she darts her eyes to the digital clock on the wall, their time almost up. that’s when she felt a surge of emotion in her next move.
“uhm.. emily?” andrea began, emily’s face turning to hers, right before she was about to leave. “yeah, sweetheart?” she smiled, pausing to listen to whatever andrea had to say.
“would you want to.. come over for dinner tonight?” andrea glared at emily with the widest eyes you could imagine. a taunting grin was portrayed on emily’s face. “i’m sorry, that was dumb, i shouldn’t hav—”
“oh, shush, i would love to!” emily grinned, stepping a little closer to andrea, face to face with her now. “text me the time you want me there and your address, yeah?” emily hums, playing with a string of andrea’s hair.
andrea blushed ever so slightly, nodding. “uh-huh.. i’m— i will!” she affirmed. emily smiled and patted her cheek twice before turning around and leaving, leaving andrea there alone.
andrea then got herself together in the changing rooms and left for the grocery store. her shopping list consisted of only the following: grain rice, vegetables for broth, a few cheeses, crackers and dried fruits. and of course, a not so expensive wine.
andrea opened the doors, carefully, to her apartment, one hand holding tightly to the grocery bags. she closed her door and made her way to the kitchen, setting the bags down there. andrea unpacked everything and decided to send emily a text before starting to prepare anything. the time was 4:25pm.
@️andreasachs — hey emily!! i just back from the store, sorry for not texting earlier.. here is my address; ——————, be here at 7:30pm, or earlier, i wouldn’t mind the company :))
and send. andrea smiled like an idiot and set her phone down. she walked over to the kitchen sink to wash her hands before starting to prepare the dishes. her message was quickly reacted to with a heart.
the clock read 7:03 now, andrea had just finished adding the final spices for the risotto she made following a recipe online. she felt proud of herself. her charcuterie board was half done, only missing the dried fruits and crackers to accompany the cheeses. she hadn’t touched the wine yet, other than to pour some into the riosotto for extra flavor. she’d only pour it when emily arrived. speaking of.
a knock on her door could be heard from the faint jazz music playing around the house. andrea perked up, making sure she hadn’t misread the time, but she remembered she wouldn’t mind earlier company. a flutter of.. nervousness? happiness? want? coursed through her stomach as she approached the door.
she peeked through the door hole to find emily standing there with a hand behind her back. andrea smiled and unlocked the door to open it for her, smile only increasing at the actual sight of her outside of formalities.
“hiya andy!” emily squeals, andrea immediately bringing her in for a hug. after they pull away, emily reveals her hidden hand, a decently sized bouquet of roses in her grasp. andrea gasped, eyes practically shining at the sight.
“oh emily! these are so beautiful..! thank you, so much! please, come in, make yourself comfortable!” andrea couldn’t stop cheezing. emily smiled slyly after handing her the flowers.
emily, after taking off her shoes, took a moment to analyze andrea’s place. at the same time, andrea took a moment to look at how emily was dressed. with her usual dedicated hairstyle, she wore silver hoop earrings, a pretty necklace with a simple stone at the bottom of it, a navy blue top with a hint of her lacy black bra peeking out and some simple blue jeans. andrea hummed unconsciously, tearing her gaze away from emily.
andrea wore a white tank top, a black bra underneath that she forgot to discard but she didn’t care anymore, and some dark blue jean shorts, and the rest of her legs were bare. her hair was up in a bun.
emily smiled and began talking again, “i love your apartment, andy. it’s real nice in here!” she walked around as if it was so familiar to her, andrea accompanied her to the kitchen where stools stood next to the kitchen island, a small barricade from the ovens and cutting boards.
emily took a seat across from where andrea stood, finalizing the charcuterie board. she smiled as she watched andrea’s fingers move. “i love these,” emily hummed, gazing at the pallet. andrea smiled sheepishly, a small pang of pride inside her, “i’m glad you do. and i’m also so glad you could make it! it’s been a while since i’ve had somebody over and actually cooked for them that wasn’t my best friend.” andrea spoke truthfully, an interested hum from emily’s part.
“you enjoy cooking for others, then?” emily raises an eyebrow. “i guess we can count that as a way of you paying me back.” she smiles, a knowing one. andrea paused when she noticed the flowers were still laid on the counter, so she quickly swooped them up, poured a bit of water into a vase and gently dunked the stems into it, a prettier use of her stilled vase now. “i love roses.” andrea hummed, taking a second to sniff them. emily chuckled.
andrea finalized the board and slid them over to where emily was sat, the other woman perking up immediately. “et voilà! we have cheeses, dried fruits, crackers and chips. as an entree.” andrea smiled proudly, moving back for the bottle of wine. “and of course,” she enunciated the object in her hand. “some red wine that could never go wrong.” she slid two wine glasses in front of her, pouring them flawlessly and handing one to emily.
“thank you very much, pretty girl.” emily purred with a grateful smile. andrea sat on the stool next to emily’s, holding her wine glass up to eye level to cheers with her. emily did so with a smile. “thank you for having me, andy. i always appreciate an invitation, even for the little things.” emily hummed, sipping on the wine slowly. andrea nodded and waved dismissively, “oh please, i’m even surprised you showed up!” the both of them laugh.
minutes passed, a good half hour and more, the charcuterie board only had a few bits left. they’d talked a lot those about everything possible. last moments. they were both only one half glass of wine in. andrea had gotten up to plate the risotto she made, eliciting a gasp from emily. “i love risotto! what a lucky guess, huh?” she said excitedly. andrea squealed, delighted from her unusually lucky intuition. she topped it up with an edible flower for the both of them and served the dish for the both of them.
“oh wow, i feel bad for even eating this.. it looks so pretty, andy.” emily faux pouted, it immediately dropping to a sly smile as she grabbed her fork. andrea laughed and shook her head. “oh please, eat up!”
emily took a bite and moaned, the taste of andrea’s food heavenly. andrea froze her a second, a shy little laugh escaping her mouth before she stuffed it instead of commenting. “this—” emily hummed after swallowing it down, “is absolutely delicious.” andrea smiled into her hand, silently accepting the compliment. andrea grabbed the bottle of wine, pouring themselves another glass. “i’m starting to think i need to come over for more meals now.” emily mumbled, eyeing andrea’s bashful gaze.
a while after, jazz playlist on loop, plates finished and washed, wine glasses in hand with the bottle on standby, they both sat comfortably on andrea’s white velvet couch. they rambled on about so many things during this whole process that they were now finishing up on.
emily started talking about her trainees, how she got them through to finally being able to take care of themselves and their bodies. the truth is, andrea was very interested in emily’s work, just oddly not enough when it came to the other women she trained.
andrea loved having emily as her trainer, wanted it to go on forever, so for emily to mention that at some point it does end made her almost a little furious. she ignored that feeling, trying to pay attention to what emily was speaking about but was unfortunately caught by the fact she was completely staring from emily’s lacy bra to her neck until her eyes landed on emily’s lips.
emily hummed, amused. but instead of coming up with something smart to say, “what’s wrong andy? everything alright babe?” she searches andrea’s eyes, leaning a little closer to her. andrea shook her head, a small gasp escaping her lips. “mm— sorry, got caught in my head there for a second.” andrea smiled.
emily nodded as well, then grabbing at the wine bottles neck. “you want any more, sweetheart?” she offered to the woman across from her, who sat with her legs folded beneath her, almost kneeling. andrea shook her hand, but just before emily set the bottle back down, “wait—”
emily perked up, halting her movements. “i mean.. i’d like some.” andrea breathed out before emily motioned the bottle back towards her. “wait— just not.. in the glass.”
emily looked puzzled at andrea for a second, trying to tell what she meant. she watched as andrea sat her wine glass down on the wooden bench in front of her, then sat back up, a little closer to emily now. andrea looked at emily with impossibly glossyish eyes, moving the bottle in emily’s hand so the capsule of it faced her lips. emily now understood what andrea wanted, a cynical smile spreading across her mouth.
“aw.. how cute. you want me to pour this into your mouth baby?” emily buzzed, chuckling lowly as andrea shook her head like a desperate puppy. “say please.”
andrea could feel the goosebumps that ghosted across her body, finding the word in her brain. “please.. em.” she whined hazily.
emily hummed contently, pressing the closure of the bottle to her lips. andrea parted them just a little, enough to fit it halfway past her lips. emily felt everything at the sight, crossing her legs slowly. she watched as the red liquid poured into andrea’s mouth, how her eyes slightly fluttered shut, how her hips stuttered lightly and how her neck moved while she swallowed.
emily after a few seconds pulled the bottle away from andrea’s lips, leaving it on the bench, a satisfied smile on both of the women’s faces. before they could comment anything, a drop of wine rolled down andrea’s chin, threatening to drip onto the white fabric of her couch.
emily immediately shifted impossibly close to andrea, one hand cupping her jaw to lick up her chin to her bottom lip before kissing her once, softly. she pulled away, carefully analyzing andrea’s expression. when emily saw nothing but pure want and desire on andrea’s face, she pushed herself forward and kissed andrea again, the action more intense this time.
andrea moaned into the feverish kiss, grasping at emily’s shoulders. emily hummed, incredibly satisfied at the other woman’s reactions. her hands snaked to andrea’s hips, pulling her impossibly closer.
andrea panted as they pulled away for a moment, eyes both searching each others. andrea whined as emily dragged her over onto her lap, each one of her legs on either side of her left thigh. emily’s right hand rested on andrea’s bare legs, the left one pulling her by the neckline of her shirt back into her kiss.
andrea moaned, the sound muffled and short as emily’s hand inched higher up her thigh to rest on her hip again. to emily’s sweet surprise, she gasped when andrea’s hips stammered, evoking a low moan from the woman.
emily’s eyes went darker at the sight and the sound, her grip on andrea’s hip a little tighter now. andrea looked down at her with wide eyes, a heaving chest and whimpers pooling out of her lips. all of this turned emily on to the extreme.
“you better fuckin’ move if you really want this, andy.” emily murmured out, her voice low. andrea whined and allowed herself to let her hips rock back and forth just gently for now.
andrea bit down on her lip, stifling any loud noise that could pop out of her. emily didn’t want any of that and glared up at her. “let me hear you, baby, come on.” she solicited out.
to her immediate command, the noises andrea made stopped being hushed and hidden but only much louder now. “there we go, that’s a good girl.” emily purred out while snaking her hands up andrea’s sides, caressing them only to get andrea writhing and whining even more.
“greedy are we?” emily said, amused, “tell me, andrea.” she sat up, not moving her legs. she didn’t dare to. “feels.. mm..” andrea groaned out, letting her head fall back just a bit, a gasp following out right after.
emily moaned just a little too, turned on by the sight in front of her. “i can feel how wet you are, andy.” emily hummed, dragging her closer by the hands that held her sides. before andrea could retaliate, their lips were pressed together yet again.
andrea didn’t dare to stop moving her hips, the friction of the jean material they were both wearing and the incredibly sexy woman she was straddling drove her further. “look at the mess you’re making, baby.” emily purred, her voice like silk to andrea’s malfunctioning brain.
andrea whined, hips writhing faster as she pulled away from the close embrace of emily’s neck that she’d left a few shameless lipstick marks on. “are you close, sweetheart?” emily teased, caressing right over andrea’s abdomen, eliciting a string of pleads and curses.
“take it, andrea, take everything you need.” drove andrea straight to her peak, high whines and tears welling up in her eyes as she panted. emily grabbed at her andrea’s chin, pulling her in for a kiss as andrea moaned helplessly.
emily could feel andrea going over the edge, so just to help her, she pulled away and spat onto her tongue. an aroused yelp left andrea’s mouth as tears rolled down her cheeks and the small pool of saliva sat on her tongue. “yeah baby? you feelin’ good? swallow.” and andrea did. a long, low moan grumbled out of andrea as she composed herself on emily’s lap.
emily, who felt as equally turned on, sat there with the biggest smirk on her face, caressing andrea’s back. “you made such a mess, baby.” she teased again, a whine heard from her shoulder by andrea.
andrea hid her face, incredibly embarrassed by what went down, even though it was all she craved. emily grabbed at andrea’s chin, forcing her to meet her eyes. “don’t be shy now, andy, you were so good for me.” she played with a string of andrea’s hair.
andrea stared down at emily with big eyes, still feeling everything from her high. her lips were slightly parted while she stared at emily, who looked up at her so smugly. andrea wanted to give her something back. urgently.
andrea hummed slightly, pushing on emily’s shoulders. emily raises an eyebrow. “what’s wrong pretty girl?” she questions while andrea climbs off of emily’s lap. emily doesn’t complain, just watches whatever came into andrea’s mind.
sachs’ knees hit the carpeted floor, her arms by her sides. andrea looked up at emily, eyes practically sparkling. emily’s smile grew a little wider, leaning forward and resting her arms against her own knees.
“what’re you doing down there baby? you’re so eager to please me huh?” emily purred, a hand coming forward to caress andrea’s face, sliding up to her head. “i wanted.. to find a way to.. you know, pay you back..?” andrea hummed, snaking her hands to emily’s jean covered thighs.
emily had this sickeningly amused look on her face, bringing her hand back to andrea’s jaw. “i think… we can figure something out.” emily breathed before tracing two fingers over her jawline and close to her lips.
breath quickening, andrea’s lips parted slightly when emily’s index and middle finger tapped against them. emily smiled, the type of smile you’d expect when you just won a huge duel. “open.” emily ordered, andrea complied.
“tongue out, baby.” emily oozed, eyes shining when she saw andrea’s pink tongue sliding past her lower lip. emily teasingly slid her fingers over her tongue, wettening her fingers. which elicited a small moan from andrea. she dragged her fingers away from andrea’s mouth to her own lips, tasting sachs’ spit in her mouth.
“so fucking delicious.” emily groans, lowering her hand back down to andrea’s face, fingers meeting her wettened lips. andrea whimpered, never having moved her head an inch. another pathetic moan left her mouth when she felt emily’s fingers slide on her tongue, instinctively closing her lips around them.
emily chuckled, amused she got the memo. the sparkle in her eyes increased when she murmured one single command, “suck.”
andrea immediately got to it, her tongue lapping over the woman’s fingers in mouth. she could taste herself on them, making her press her thighs together. andrea hummed lightly while doing so, looking up at emily every 3 seconds.
emily smirked, leaned forward to really get a look at how andrea was handling this. she was on her knees, thighs squeezed together, chest heaving slightly while her eyes shone with want and tears. a devious thought entered emily’s mind.
she pushed her fingers deeper into andrea’s mouth, heading a noise of surprise from her throat. it made emily laugh, laugh from how aroused and ecstatic this moment made her feel. the two of these women were so distracted with themselves that they didn’t even start to realize the absolute downpour happening outside of andrea’s apartment.
emily lured her fingers just a little deeper to try and make andrea make that noise she so desperately wanted to her, and luckily for her, she did. andrea choked up, a small gag eliciting from her throat. emily pulled her fingers away with a satisfied smirk, bringing her fingers back up to her own mouth and sucking off all of andrea’s saliva.
andrea panted, catching her breath. she looked up at emily with glossy eyes, a small yelp of surprise escaping her when emily pulled her up from her knees and onto her lap by the brim of her tank top. emily urgently pressed her lips against andrea’s, a sloppy kiss that showed both of the women’s desperation for one another.
it was only until then that they both heard the rain pouring outside of andrea’s living room, eyes darting to the windows. andrea groaned after pulling away from emily’s lips.
“fuck, i didn’t bring an umbrella.” emily mumbled, having figured she could walk since they didn’t live that far from each other. andrea hummed but then looked back at emily. “hey, that’s fine, you could.. uh. sleep over, if you want?” she sped over her words, a sheepish tone along with her words.
emily smiled widely, “you’d let me sleep over, andy? that’s so sweet.. i’m so sure i could call an uber, though?—”
“no, please. i insist, sleep over!” andrea looked down at her from where she was on her lap, emily softly caressing her hip. emily sighed with a ‘fine, i’ll do it’ expression on her face. “okay, okay, you win pretty girl. i don’t have any clothes, however.” she stated and andrea immediately got back to blabbering.
“it’s fine! you could wear one of my hoodies— so you won’t get cold of course, or tank tops, or whatever you want! come on, i’ll show you to my room.” andrea climbed off of emily’s lap and onto her feet, grabbing at the woman’s hand. emily smiled softly and let andrea lead the way to her bedroom.