The nuzzles were lovely. This whole interaction would have probably made Emily a little nauseous if she was on the outside looking in, and she was acutely aware of that, but it didn't mean that she was enjoying it any less.

A tiny yawn escaped Emily's lips as she settled with Skye. "Maybe you're right. But I still could have hidden the awkwardness, keep my edgy persona alive." She joked, happy that she could kind of hide her expression from Skye.

Emily giggled at Skye's character choices. "Projecting much?"

She'd occasionally chuckle when Skye got herself killed, the woman was distracted it seemed. Oops. Actually Emily kind of liked being thought of as a distraction.

The embrace was just so warm, content and comfortable. Something about the rythmn, leaning against Skye and the little kisses on the cheek made Emily slowly closer her eyes, she occasionally opened them again before slowly dipping back down.

When Skye spoke again Emily's eyes shot open. She blushed and stretched a little in the blanket. "It is nice. Sorry, I'm boring." She murmured a little sleepily.

"Yeah, but...I like the person I found under the edgy persona. Edge is cool, but the woman that lies beneath that is the one I fell for," she said softly, looking over at her with a smile.

"Hey. It's fun putting yourself in the game sometimes," she teased. "Besides, projecting would be me just making a full mage build. You know I don't cut people. Much..." Skye added a wink for good measure.

She could feel Emily falling asleep, and pushed herself a little closer, loving the contact and focusing less and less on the game, which led to her dying more and more. When Emily mentioned being boring, Skye paused the game and set the controller down for a moment, turning to look at her while still cuddled together.

"Hun. You're not boring. Not in the slightest. I really enjoy these moments...you being here with me. We don't have to do anything spectacular every time. This...this is the most I've enjoyed myself in awhile," she whispered, the room pulsing with a pink light as Skye leaned in and gave her a kiss, wrapping both arms around her.

Emily's face quickly flushed in again. "Are you trying to get my face stuck like this?" She muttered along with a curse word or two, feeling a surge of awkwardness melded with a hell of a lot of affection for Skye.

Full mage build? Hah. "I don't know Skye, you don't really seem like a careful planner to me~" Hot headed came to mind.

The warm affection and cuddling attention had just made it even easier to start to drift off. She stirred a little more when Skye more fully turned her attention to Emily causing a sheepish smile to spread across the Brit's lips.

Chuckling quietly at he lovely compliment Emily was about to stifle another yawn when Skye leaned in and kissed her. She hadn't really been expecting it this time, and that was definitely the thing that woke her back up. She shivered a little and reciprocated, enjoying the physical and emotional warmth that went along with the smooch.

"Nope. I just like teasing you. Besides, I promise I won't do it in public. Only when it's just us. That way you can keep up your Edge-queen persona and no one will be any the wiser," she said with a wink.

"There's nothing careful or plan-worthy about lighting m-effers up with damage spells. I'd go full offense, and have at least one spell of each damage type, that way it's as close to this," she held up her pink glowing hand, "as I can get."

Skye didn't mean to catch Emily mid-yawn, but that's just how it worked out. She held the other girl tightly, her hands running up and down the length of her back before one hand moved to run gently through Emily's hair, fingers occasionally brushing her face as she was growing more apt to do. Totally on purpose.

When she finally broke the kiss, Skye stifled a yawn of her own and giggled. "I'm starting to think maybe you had the right idea," she murmured, hitting the button on the controller to turn off the system. "So...should I go back to my room or...uhm..." she blushed a very deep red. "Would you prefer me to sleep here?" She broke eye contact, even though it was an innocent question. There would be nothing more than sleeping, but this kind of thing still made her super nervous.

Was good to know that Skye wouldn't do that sort of thing in public, Emily didn't need people around the mansion thinking she'd suddenly gone soft, that just would not do. She didn't mind the teasing truth be told, it just reminded her that Skye liked her, which gave her little tummy butterflies.

The kiss, was nice. It was intense in a way that Emily was definitely not used to, not that it was all hormones or anything it was just sudden and emotionally charged. Her arms and hands did the aimless flailing thing they'd done the last time they'd been in here kissing and fell back a little before placing one behind her and propping herself up so she wouldn't fall down, or drag Skye down with her.

"It wasn't really an idea, I'm just so comfortable around you and I'm normally so sleep deprived it's easy to fall asleep." She admitted.

Now it was Emily's turn to reach out and cup Skye's face gently, turning the cute little blushing face back to her. "You're beautiful." She murmured, absent mindedly before planting a gently kiss on her girlfriend. "I want you to stay with me, i-if you're okay with that."

"Even still, you're making me sleepy," she murmured with another, less stifled yawn.

Emily turned the tables by cupping her face, and she felt her face turn warm with a blush as she looked into Emily's eyes. She smiled at the words "You're beautiful," but was met with a kiss before she could turn her head away. She almost felt like she was floating, being carried by all the little butterflies in her stomach.

"I'd need to go get something to sleep in, but I would love that," she said as the pink became overtaken by yellow, but then settled on orange. She was radiating with all sorts of warm fuzzy feelings, and happiness was at the forefront right now. So much had happened just this evening and it made her very thankful only negative emotions caused the flashbang effect.

Giving Emily another kiss, the girl turned and practically ran out of the room. Moments later, she came back in, wearing a way-too-big black tee shirt with some obscure MMA logo on it over a tank top and a pair of shorts. Still radiating orange, she sat on the edge of the bed, looking over at Emily as her mohawk was sort of strewn about her head.

Chuckling at the comment Emily stretched out a little. "Sorry~" she definitely hadn't intended on making Skye fall asleep, she'd just been so comfortable. She was still so comfortable, although she was definitely more awake than she had been previously.

Emily giggled. "That would help yes, we can't always fall asleep in here wearing the clothes we went out in, it's not particularly conductive to a good nights rest." To be fair, the last time they had both been a little drunk which probably helped.

Smiling and watching Skye practically skip away Emily shook her head in amusement, moving over to her drawers to pull out something to sleep in. She didn't really wear pjamas as such, just T-shirts and comfy pants in bed. Dumping the worn clothes into her basket and quickly got changed. Skye still seemed to get back extremely quickly, which made Emily smile.

She had noticed on the other people around her now, thankfully none of them were giving off any particularly bothersome emotions.

Emily was sat cross legged on the bed when Skye came back in and chuckled. "Wow, that is so you." She murmured, waiting for Skye to sit at the edge of the bed. She'd already turned the lights down, reaching out she gently tugged Skye towards her. "You make me really happy. Thank you for being you." She murmured, more awake than she'd been when Skye left, but it'd not be long before she was sleepy and relaxed again.

"What? I had to find something....decent enough for company," she teased with a small giggle. She was being honest, really; most of her sleep clothes consisted of flimsy nightgowns, underwear, or nothing, and just the thought of that made her want to blush, but somehow she managed not to.

"I can't be anybody but me," she murmured, leaning against Emily as she was tugged towards her girlfriend. "You make me happy, too. I'd say you have no idea, but...I'm pretty sure you have a better grasp on that than anyone." She nuzzled into Emily's shoulder before kissing her cheek then pulling away to lie down, looking up at the ceiling.

"You already know this, but...I'm pretty broken," she said sincerely. "And, Em...I just want to thank you for taking this chance on me. It means alot," she continued with a small smile, her eyes showing a mixture of sadness and hope. "It really does."

Skye might not have blushed at her own implication but Emily sure as hell did. She'd not even though of that, thank goodness Skye wasn't more forwards, or just a teenager. Why would people sleep like that? Especially in winter. Regardless, she was glad that Skye had picked something not remotely revealing, she was so so not ready for that.

Emily giggled and shook her head in amusement. "You know what I mean silly." She mused about Skye's personality and her emotions before gently nuzzling back. "I'm glad. You deserve to be happy." Truth be told she wasn't really sure what it was about her that made Skye happy, and she'd rather Skye was happy regardless of whether or not she was there but it was still a positive.

Emily was still sitting up, cross legged when Skye lay down and while her emotions were nothing to worry about, her words definitely were. She grasped Skye's arm softly. "Hey. Hey no."

This was not okay. Not at all. Emily shifted so that her legs were and arms were spread apart over Skye and leaned right over her, unrestrained purple locks dangling down over Skye's head much like they had the first time the two of them had kissed. "Shut up." She whispered. Why were her eyes blurry?

"You're not broken. You were getting over something when we met, that doesn't make you broken. You're wonderful and full of light, and that's not a pun." She sighed, eyes obviously watery from something unrelated. "Don't sell yourself so short, please?" The tone was pleading. 

"Maybe damaged was a better word, but...I gotcha," she said sheepishly. "Okay, okay. I won't sell myself short anymore," she leaned up to brush a bit of purple hair out of Emily's face. "I've gotta say I kinda like how you won't let me be all moody," she teased with a small laugh as her hair flickered from its previous blue to indigo. When Skye was with Emily, even when a negative emotion was the one showing, there was always something positive just below the surface, ready to show itself at a moment's notice.

She wiped a stray tear from Emily's face. "I'm sorry. I'm gonna stop doing that, I promise," she murmured, her voice sincere as she scooted over a little so Emily could lie down if she wanted.

After the way her last relationship had ended, she had to admit that deep down, she was terrified, but at the same time, there was this glimmer of hope. She knew that no matter what, she'd be alright, but she was thankful that Emily had come along when she did, and they were going to get through whatever life decided to throw at them. Together.

"You know...." Skye murmured after a few moments of just looking at Emily. "I'm not the only one who's beautiful, Em...you're absolutely gorgeous. And that purple really suits you."

Emily's face started to harden when Skye spoke, but it seemed like she was getting the idea, so Emily withheld any further comments for the time being. Shivering a little as Skye brushed the hair out of her face, her lips shifted slowly into a smile. "Why would I let my wonderful girlfriend be moody?" She murmured.

Promises were good, Skye was sincere. Even better. Emily sniffed a little, wiping the rest of her face with her sleeve before shifting so she was next to Skye, facing her with her head on one of the pillows. "Good." She reached and arm across and gently grasped for Skye's fingers.

More blushing followed. Emily had been so afraid of this situation initially, not necessarily with Skye, but with anyone. Some of that was still there, but honestly now her and Skye just seemed inevitable. "Thank you." her other arm reached forwards, her hand gently trailing Skye's cheek.

Skye blushed again, her lights flashing to pink as a genuine smile spread across her face. "You make a strong argument," she said, her voice almost a whisper, as she looked up at her, her own eyes starting to water a little. One hand wiped away the emerging tears as the other hand's fingers entwined with Emily's.

"You're welcome, but all I did was point out the obvious," she murmured, snuggling close to her girlfriend as she settled in and got comfortable. "You're awesome, and don't you forget it," she continued, looking at her as she managed to stop the tears from coming out, even if they were happy this wasn't a crying occasion. It was supposed to be sweet and full of giggling.

She leaned into Emily's hand, shuddering at the feeling of the hand on her cheek. She closed her eyes, wrapping an arm around Emily and nuzzling up to her as her eyes slowly drifted closed.

"All of my arguments are strong, always right, remember?" The gradual shift in Skye's total mood had been very noticeable since Emily had first met her. The Brit did wonder how much of it was the make over and just making an effort to go out and do her own thing, and how much of it was Emily's fault.

"I'm aware I'm attractive, people's glances and interest revealed that, it's more special coming from you though." Really, Emily saying that Skye was beautiful was pretty revealing of her feelings, given her orientation and all.

Emily smiled and suppressed another giggle as Skye started to doze off, she wriggled in a little closer and slowly closed her own eyes, happy to be in such close proximity to someone she adored, and being totally wrapped up in Skye's warm emotions made everything so blissful.

It took her a little longer than before due to the little bursts of excitement that went through her brain being near Skye, and over the whole situation, but inevitably she drifted off.