Down to One

Title: Down to One

Author: Aeryn Sun

Email: willowrose_98@yahoo.com

Feedback: If the whim strikes.

Archiving: Ask, and ye shall receive. Just ask first.

Rating: PG to start, but you can never tell with me

Spoilers: All but mostly ‘Friends with Benefits’

Series/Universe: None. Yet. Heh

Summary: Spencer tries to deal with the fallout of her evening with Ashley and Aiden.

Couple: Ashley/Spencer

Warning: If the idea of two women involved in a romantic relationship together disturbs you, run, run far far away and never look back. If it's illegal where you live, move quickly. If you're under the legal age, age quicker, it's fun here. Other than that, enter at your own risk, and enjoy.

Author's Notes: My first SoN fic. I haven’t seen all the episodes; so, bear with me while I learn the characters.

Disclaimer: Not mine. Never were. Not making any $$. Don't HAVE any $$. Don't sue.

11.

She was walking back out through the kitchen to go see Ashley when something caught her eye. She went over to the recycling bin and looked in, sighing when see saw what she already knew.

Piled high in the container were bottles of alcohol in every shape and size. Names that Spencer knew and some that she didn’t.

<Jesus, if you drank all that, Ash, I’m surprised you don’t have alcohol poisoning> She grabbed one bottle and headed back to the bed room.

Ashley was still on her back, snoring when Spencer opened the door. And the sight still made the blonde smile. She sat down on the bed and lightly shook Ashley by the shoulder.

“Ashley…Ashley time to get up,” she whispered. Ashley grunted in response.

“Five more minutes, Mom,” she mumbled trying to roll away. Spencer giggled and pulled on the slumbering girl’s shoulder.

“Wake up, Ash. You’ve been napping long enough and I’m lonely. Wake up and entertain me.” Ashley’s eyes fluttered open and then into a squint.

“Spencer? Oh my head,” she whined. Spencer reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the cold bottle of water that she’d set there and then helped Ashley sit up.

“It’s too soon for more aspirin but drink some water, it’ll help,” she instructed. Ashley drank the water and then looked at her caring from quizzically.

“When did you learn so much about taking care of drunks?” she asked with a small smirk. Spencer chuckled.

“You’re not the first one that I’ve watched barf up everything they ever ate,” she started to explain, stifling another giggle at the disgusted look on Ashley’s face.

“Back in Ohio, Glen came home real late after a basketball game, drunk as hell. Clay and I found him asleep in the hallway. We didn’t want him to get into trouble so we took care of him that night. Let me tell you, THAT was not pleasant.”

“I imagine not,” Ashley snorted.

“Plus there’s that night I spent yakking for hours,” Spencer reminded her friend. “After I puked on the couch in front of my parents, of course.”

“Yeah, I remember,” Ashley said sympathetically. While she wasn’t there to witness it, Aiden had filled her in. She still felt guilty about giving her flask to Spencer in the first place.

“Be right back, nature calls,” she said quickly, retreating to the bathroom. While there she looked at her disheveled appearance and sighed.

<Well, she’s now seen me at my worst. At least she didn’t run screaming for the hills>

She brushed her teeth and returned to the bedroom, retaking her place beside Spencer, lost in her own thoughts and fears.

When Ashley was quiet too long, Spencer picked up the bottle that she’d brought with her from the kitchen, ready to talk about what was bothering her.

“Did you drink all this?” she asked, holding it up. Ashley looked at the bottle before biting her lip and looking away.

“And not just this one, but the others too?” Spencer clarified. Ashley sighed.

“Not all of it. Or all of them. Some of them didn’t have much left so I just…” she broke off, ashamed of her recent behavior.

“Thought you’d finish it off?” Spencer finished for her.

“Yeah,” the brunette sighed again.

“You’re lucky that you didn’t end up with alcohol poisoning, Ash. You could have killed yourself.” The tone of Spencer’s voice was breaking Ashley’s heart.

<So much hurt and disappointment. She’s trying to hide it but I can hear it. She’s disgusted with me.> She pressed the palms of her hands to her eyes to stop the flow of tears that she felt threatening.

<I am not going to cry in front of her again, damn it> She felt her best friends hand on her back, soothing her.

“Please don’t cry, Ashley,” Spencer nearly begged. It hurt her to see the usually stoic Ashley upset. And it hurt more to know that she was helping to make the shorter girl that way.

“I’m not…I don’t mean to…I…” Ashley sputtered. “Damn it!” She stood up and walked towards a nearby window, arms wrapped protectively around herself.

“Spencer, I’m really sorry that you saw me all drunk and shit. You shouldn’t have had to and I’m sorry. God, that seems to be all I can say to you lately. And it doesn’t mean shit, they’re just freaking words.” She ran an exasperated hand through her disheveled hair.

“I mean, I’m glad you were here. I am so thankful to you for helping me, taking care of me so that I didn’t do something stupid like choke and die in my sleep. That would be so retro-rock.”

“Ashley, don’t,” Spencer shivered at the thought. The visual of Ashley lying dead in the bed because no one was here for her made her physically ill. She knew it was bound to give her nightmares

“Look, Spence…” she started and then stopped, resting her head on the cold glass of the window. She didn’t hear Spencer stand up and walk over so she jumped when Spencer’s long arms suddenly wrapped themselves around her waist.

“Sssshhh,” Spencer whispered into Ashley’s ear as she rested her chin on the shorter girl’s shoulder. “What’s done is done and we can’t change that. I’m glad I was here.”

“I will always be there for you, no matter what.” Spencer said the words so clearly, her voice ringing out in the quiet room, so full of caring, concern and Ashley hoped maybe love that Ashley couldn’t help but believe every word.

Ashley sank into Spencer’s warm embrace and sighed.

<I could stay right here forever> she decided, liking the feel of Spencer against her.

<She‘s so warm and soft. She smells good too. Although that is my shampoo she used earlier that I smell. Heh. Now I understand why so many people comment on it.> She sighed and snuggled a little more into the tight embrace.

She smiled to herself, reveling the chance to be this close to Spencer and knowing she may never get the chance again.

Unknown to Ashley, Spencer was enjoying having the brunette in her arms as much as that aforementioned girl enjoyed being there.

<I wish I could tell her how I feel. I’ve never felt like this towards anyone before. I think…it’s love. If I EVER get the chance to show her…> That thought drifted into images and desires that made Spencer glad that Ashley wasn’t facing her to see her sudden blush.

But as much as she was loving just standing there holding the girl of her dreams, Spencer knew that they had several issues to discuss.

“Why did you drink so much, Ashley?” Spencer’s softly spoken question brought the daydreaming brunette back to reality with a sigh.

<Should have known that perfect moment couldn’t last> she thought bitterly. She pulled away from Spencer, noting the reluctant way Spencer released her but filing it away for future thought and sat back on the bed, burying her head in her hands.

“I just…I just wanted to forget,” she explained sadly. Spencer sat on the bed beside her reaching out to push Ashley’s unruly brown hair behind an ear.

“Forget what, honey?” she asked although Spencer was already sure of what Ashley’s answer would be.

“What I did to you,” Ashley’s barely audible response made Spencer frown. She waited for her friend to continue but Ashley stayed quiet.

“You didn’t do anything,” she said gently. “I’m the one who walked out and then ignored you. I’m the one who should be apologizing for that night. I should have talked to you about it.”

“No,” Ashley shook her head. “I nearly pushed you into something you didn’t want. That whole night I played with your head and Aiden’s. And that wasn’t fair of me. I just…I let myself get caught up and I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing,” Spencer snapped before taking a deep breath to calm herself. She looked into Ashley’s shocked face, the other girl obviously stunned by the outburst.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to yell,” she said sheepishly. “I meant it when I said that you had nothing to apologize for. I’m sorry that I ran out like that and didn’t explain why to you.”

“Not a hell of a lot to explain,” Ashley snorted. “You aren’t interested in me like that and I freaked you out. You probably think I’m preying on your ‘I think I like girl’s’ issue and I understand if you’re mad at me for it. But I swear to you that it will never happen again.”

Spencer sighed as Ashley looked away.

<Is she purposely being dense?> she wondered. <Or is she that worried about taking advantage of my feelings that she can’t see what I thought was obvious?>

Looking at the other girl’s stiff posture, Spencer made another brash decision. The type of decision that she was making more and more of since meeting the mercurial brunette.

She gently grasped Ashley’s chin in her hand and pulled the tan girls face towards her.

“You swear to me that it won’t happen again?” She watched pain and hurt color Ashley’s face as she spoke the words that Ashley was secretly so terrified to hear. Slowly Ashley nodded.

“Yeah, I swear,” she said, her throat thick with unshed tears. Spencer frowned.

“Well, that’s disappointing since I wouldn’t mind if the chance to kiss you happened again…in the right circumstances.” She watched as confusion marred the beautiful features of the girl in front of her. Then she smiled as understanding replaced confusion and hope shone in dark brown eyes.

“You mean that?” Ashley asked, huge grin lighting up her formerly darkened face.

“Absolutely,” Spencer informed her. Ashley grabbed the blonde in a crushing hug.

“I thought I was reading you wrong and seeing what I wanted to see,” she babbled, pulling away again to look into Spencer’s beautiful blue eyes. She wanted to see the sincerity that was so clearly written in those eyes again. When she looked into those eyes, there was no more doubt.

“You saw what was there, Ash. The truth that I was scared to admit. I thought about it and then I over-thought it until it was almost too late. I almost lost you because my fears,” Spencer confessed.

“You can never lose me, Spence. Never.” Ashley reached down and intertwined her fingers with Spencer’s, gently squeezing.

They sat in happy silence for several long minutes, just content to hold each other’s hand. Eventually, Ashley had to speak again.

“So, you’ll let me know when the ‘right circumstances’ pop up, right?” Spencer shook her head, laughing

“Oh shut up!” she exclaimed leaning forward with Ashley’s chin in her hand again.

Electricity sparked through both girls as their lips touched for the first time. The kiss was tentative at first, Ashley letting Spencer get used to the feel of another girl’s lips.

<She’s so soft> Spencer thought, her mind full of wonder at how natural and right it felt kissing Ashley. But, she wanted more.

She brushed her tongue against Ashley’s bottom lip, seeking to taste more of the girl who had so successfully stolen her heart. Her heart pounded almost painfully in her chest as she heard Ashley moan at the request and then part her lips to grant Spencer’s wish.

The heat and flavor of Ashley’s mouth was intoxicating to Spencer in a way that she knew had nothing to do with the alcohol the girl had imbibed a day earlier. Ashley tasted vaguely like the orange juice she had had with a tint of toothpaste. Normally these two things did not mix well, but combined with the unique flavor of Ashley herself, Spencer quickly found herself becoming addicted.

They finally broke apart after several minutes, panting and flushed.

“Wow, Ash…” Spencer started. Ashley nodded.

“Yeah…damn you’re a good kisser!” she said in awe. “Especially for someone who never kissed a girl before, you sure were comfortable.” She watched as Spencer blushed. “Wait, you HAVE never kissed a girl before, right?”

“I haven’t, til now,” Spencer laughed. “And now, if you don’t mind shutting up, I’d like to do it again.” Ashley put her hands up in mock surrender.

“Well, don’t let me and my overly verbose manner stand in your way. You go right ahead and mmmrfff…” Whatever the rest of Ashley’s comment was, it was swallowed by Spencer’s lush lips firmly planting themselves on hers. Ashley sighed happily and lost herself in Spencer’s kisses.

13.

Long moments passed as the girl’s explored each other’s mouths, teasing, stroking and tasting each other. Ashley felt the slow burn of arousal deep in her belly and tried desperately to ignore it as Spencer’s tongue probed deeper and deeper into her mouth and the girl’s moans filled her ears. She wanted to touch Spencer, reach out and let her hands roam over the body that she’d been admiring (and lusting after) since day one.

But not wanting to scare the younger girl, she didn’t; contenting herself instead to wrap one hand in Spencer’s blonde tresses and the other around the taller girl’s neck, bringing them even closer. She hissed as Spencer bit down on her bottom lip and then pulled away slightly, taking the tender flesh with her before returning it to its owner moments later and licking the offended spot.

<Damn she’s talented> Ashley giggled internally.

At some time while they were kissing, Spencer had laid Ashley down on the bed and was lying beside her, tangling their legs together. Ashley gasped in surprise and pleasure as Spencer moved from her lips to her jaw and then her neck, planting hot kisses and long licks on the sensitive area near her pulse point.

“Jesus,” she rasped. “What happened to sweet and innocent?” Spencer lifted her head from its perch on Ashley’s shoulder and regarded her amazed friend with lust laden eyes and a devilish smirk.

“I can go back to ‘sweet and innocent’ if that’s what you want,” she whispered, her voice lower than Ashley could remember ever hearing it. Ashley shook her head.

“No, that’s OK. You’re good. Just was surprised is all,” she rambled, captivated by the dark shade of indigo Spencer’s eyes seemed to have shifted to.

“Thought you’d be the one in control, huh?” the blonde teased, leaning down to lick at the tan neck below her, this time from above the brunette’s body.

“Yeah but you know, whatever works for you…God,” Ashley moaned as Spencer bit down this time, both girl’s knowing that she’d just left her mark.

“Mine,” Spencer growled possessively, soothing the rapidly reddening bite mark with her tongue.

“Hell yeah,” Ashley breathed. She buried her hands in Spencer’s silky hair as the taller girl ravished her neck and collarbone. She whined softly as Spencer unconsciously ground their hips together, arching her back for more contact.

“Do you want to stop?” Spencer’s lips brushed against Ashley’s neck as she spoke, sending shivers through the smaller frame.

“No…” Ashley squeaked.

<She’s asking ME?> Ashley thought through her sexual haze.

“Do you?” She felt Spencer shake her head, her hair cascading around them like a curtain.

“No. I want this. I want you.” The tone of Spencer’s voice made Ashley whimper with desire and she sucked in an unsteady breath as she felt Spencer’s hands begin to unbutton her sleep shirt. She frowned slightly as Spencer suddenly tugged and sent buttons pinging into the wall and headboard.

“A little aggressive, are we?” she teased.

“Shut up and let me fuck you,” Spencer grumbled hotly. She was getting her chance to show Ashley exactly how she felt and what she wanted and nothing was going to stop her now that she knew Ashley wanted it too.

One dark brow lifted from Ashley’s forehead.

“Did you just…” Ashley’s train of thought derailed as she felt Spencer’s tongue dip into her bellybutton swirling around and tickling before traveling up her abdomen to her collarbone, leaving a wet trail in its wake.

Ashley moved her hands from Spencer’s hair to the sheets out of fear of pulling too hard or digging her nails into Spencer’s scalp. She twisted the sheets around her fists as Spencer licked with the flat of her tongue over one already erect nipple, making it harden even more. Spencer licked, sucked and bit down on the rock hard tip, making Ashley pull and nearly rip the blanket as she banged her fists into the mattress.

“You like that?” Spencer’s voice was almost tangible as it wafted over Ashley’s sweat slicked skin.

“God yeah,” she panted in response. She heard Spencer chuckle before the younger girl’s hand gently cupped Ashley’s breast and squeezed gently. Ashley felt her eyes roll back at the sensations flooding her body. Spencer’s mouth was on one breast, biting and sucking while her hand occupied the other, pinching and teasing the painfully hard nub with her fingers.

<I’m totally being taken here> Ashley mused with the one piece of brain that wasn’t awash in hormones. <And I LIKE it>

Spencer started a slow, torturous descent down Ashley’s chest and abdomen, nipping at the flesh and leaving random hickeys as she went. When she reached Ashley’s drawstring sweatpants, she didn’t stop to ask permission. The blonde simply grasped the garment at the brunette’s hips and pulled down, forcing Ashley to raise her hips in assistance.

Ashley tried to concentrate as she felt Spencer’s surprisingly talented tongue play and tickle with the line of muscle near her hips.

“Spence…your clothes…” she managed to ground out as Spencer bit lightly on her hip.

“Later,” Spencer commanded. “Right now, I have to have you.” Before Ashley could respond, she bucked off the bed as Spencer’s tongue suddenly probed into her slick heat.

“Christ!” she nearly screamed as Spencer moved her tongue up and down, from her throbbing clit to her entrance teasingly. Ashley managed to free her hands from the sheets and dove them into the sea of blonde hair below her, hoping to encourage Spencer closer. Instead, Spencer pulled away, blowing across the wet skin. Ashley hissed.

“Don’t rush me,” the taller girl instructed. Her voice was firm but full of love. “You are so wet.” Spencer dipped her head back down, again licking in a leisurely way, purposely driving Ashley mad with need.

“You taste so good,” Spencer groaned, turning her head to bite at the trembling thigh that was spread wantonly next to her head. She smirked as she realized that she left another mark. She then paused to lift Ashley’s toned legs over her shoulders, moving her hands under the writhing girl to cup her ass and bringing the brunette’s center even closer.

“So good,” she repeated, curling her tongue and slipping it into the whimpering girl’s hot channel.

Ashley buried her hands in Spencer’s hair again, needing to feel the tactile sense of the other girl now that her eyes were screwed shut and her head was thrown back into the pillow. She moved her hips to meet every thrust of Spencer’s tongue, panting and begging as the fiery coil of tension in her belly grew impossibly hotter.

“Oh God Spencer please…” Ashley’s hair was plastered to her forehead as her head tossed on the pillow, her hands unconsciously clutching and releasing Spencer’s hair.

Spencer continued her focused assault on the girl she loved so deeply, noticing idly that she was grinding her own heat into the bed as she moved against Ashley.

She moved her lips up to capture the swollen bundle of nerves that had been pressing against her nose while she licked Ashley. She sucked it into her mouth, smiling at the screech that erupted from Ashley at her action and then stroked her tongue up and down, increasing pressure with each stroke.

“Please…” Ashley begged as tears fell unchecked from her eyes. Spencer removed her right hand from behind Ashley and entered Ashley’s center slowly with her index finger. Instantly the bucking girl’s muscles clamped down and drew the digit in further.

“Oh fuck me!” Ashley breathed in wonder at the sensations Spencer was causing her to experience.

“I am,” Spencer giggled. She then added another finger and curled them towards herself, trapping Ashley’s clit between her mouth and her fingers. She began to move her fingers in and out of the tight channel, slowly increasing her speed and watching the increasingly erratic motions of the body below her.

“Cum for me, Ashley,” Spencer purred before biting down slightly on Ashley’s clit.

Ashley cried out as the intense orgasm ripped through her, Spencer’s name bouncing off the walls repeatedly. Even as she helped Ashley ride out her orgasm, her fingers still deep inside the brunette, Spencer continued to stroke and lick. She wanted to take Ashley higher.

And she succeeded as moments later Ashley screamed again, her entire back bowing so that she came off the bed. Spencer withdrew her fingers as the last of the tremors passed and lovingly licked at the juices that remained before moving up to stretch out next to the panting girl.

Not letting Ashley regain herself, Spencer claimed Ashley’s mouth again, licking at the inside of the hot mouth, sharing with Ashley the brunette’s own wonderful flavor. She devoured those lips, nipping and biting as Ashley surrendered herself.

“Mine,” she informed the still gasping girl in a possessive growl. She swallowed Ashley’s guttural moan in another searing kiss.

15.

Eventually Spencer released her hold on the shorter girls’ lips, moving to recline beside her. She lovingly brushed the sweat soaked hair from Ashley’s face, watching the flushed girl try to reclaim her breath. Eventually, deep brown eyes opened and focused on ocean blue.

“That was…” Ashley whispered softly when they parted. “Little Miss ‘Sweet and Innocent’, huh? So not buying THAT anymore.” Spencer laughed and shrugged.

“Yeah well, they tell you to watch out for the quiet ones,” she said glibly. “Plus, when I see something I want, I go for it,” Ashley arched a dark brow.

“And exactly how long have you wanted me?” she asked only half joking. Spencer closed her eyes and pretended to be deep in thought.

“Since that first day,” she declared, opening her eyes and staring deep into Ashley’s trying to convey how truthful she was being. “Ever since you dropped your books and bitched at me. You looked so fucking hot in that tiny skirt and half-shirt.”

“OK, that’s twice you’ve used ‘fuck’ as an adjective. Spence, I didn’t think you even knew that word,” Ashley giggled.

“Actually, the first time I used it as a verb,” Spencer pointed out. Ashley rolled her eyes.

“Whatever. Damn, though. Spencer, I gotta know, where the hell did you learn that if you’ve never been with a girl before?” Spencer blushed a deep shade of crimson.

“Promise not to laugh?” she asked.

“No,” Ashley answered honestly. Spencer lightly rapped the brunette on the arm.

“Ass,” she scolded, only to be answered by a wide smile. “OK, let’s just say I know where Glen keeps his DVD collection. And as much as he says lesbians are disgusting, 95% of his collection is exactly that.”

“Ha! Typical male,” Ashley pointed out as she leaned up on her elbow to face Spencer, letting her fingers trail down the other girl’s cheek and jaw line. “Anywhere else?”

“Ever heard of fan fiction?” Spencer asked. At Ashley’s confused frown she explained:

“It’s where fans of a TV show, movie, book, comic, whatever, write their own stories using the characters already established. That way they can put anyone they want to into relationships. I read a lot of what’s known as ‘femslash’ on the internet. It’s two girls in a relationship.”

“I see. And yet you still questioned your sexuality?” Ashley wondered. Spencer leaned over and kissed her.

“I wasn’t really ‘questioning’; I was making sure,” she confessed.

“Ah, I see,” Ashley nodded. She let her eyes roam from Spencer’s face, across her chest to her abdomen, over her hips and down her legs before they slowly traveled their way back up. “So…you gonna share that body of yours or be greedy and keep it all to yourself?”

Spencer shivered from the intensity of Ashley’s gaze, feeling as if she’d been scorched by hungry brown eyes.

“Well, I was thinking about being greedy,” she teased, grinning at the narrowed eyes that glared back. She sat up and slowly pulled her shirt over her head, baring her bra-clad chest proudly. She saw Ashley’s hands twitch and warned the brunette not to move with a glance.

Ashley swallowed past a suddenly dry throat while Spencer slowly lowered the straps of her bra before reaching behind her to undo the clasp. The garment relaxed its hold on Spencer’s breasts and she flung it across the room.

Ashley openly gaped at the beautiful sight in front of her making Spencer blush.

“I think you’re way past being able to pull off ‘shy and coy’, Spence,” Ashley teased at the blush, her voice holding a breathless quality.

“I am shy,” Spencer protested with a pout. “The way you’re looking at me…”

“I want you,” Ashley said simply in explanation to her wanting look. She sat up and pressed her lips to Spencer’s, both girls moaning at the feel of their bare breasts pressed together.

“Spencer, can I…can I touch you?” she asked softly. Spencer let her head drop to look at the small space between them.

“I want you to. But I don’t think I’m ready for more than…this.” She reached up, cupping one of Ashley’s breasts in her hand, squeezing slightly and pinching the erect nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Ashley moaned and leaned in for a kiss.

“Can I ask why? I’m not upset, baby, just curious,” the brunette clarified when she pulled away. Spencer felt tears start to slide down her face.

<She’s going to be so mad…or disappointed> Spencer sighed. <It’s not fair to her but…I just can’t>

“Don’t cry, Spencer, it’s ok. It’s just, after what happened earlier, it was so great and I just want to make you feel as good, as special and loved as I did. If you’re not ready, then that’s OK. I want this to be right.”

Spencer grabbed Ashley in a bone-crushing hug.

“Thank you,” she sniffled. “I want it to be right too and I’m not sure that now is that time. We didn’t speak for a week and you were drowning your sorrows. We just kissed for the first time. I just want…”

“Ssshhh, I understand. Really I do,” Ashley assured her gently. She could see how nervous Spencer was with asking her to wait. And secretly at heart, Ashley was a romantic so in a way, she agreed with Spencer.

“You do?” Spencer asked pulling away to look into Ashley’s face to see if her friend was lying. Ashley smiled and nodded.

“Of course. You want your new first time to be really special. I get that,” she brushed the backs of her knuckles against Spencer’s cheek, stroking gently. “And it will be. I promise.”

16.

Spencer watched as Ashley slept beside her in the bed. The brunette had her head on Spencer’s shoulder, her arm thrown over the blonde’s midsection and their legs were totally tangled together. After making out for an outrageously long time, they’d finally succumbed to sleep.

Spencer was dressed in only her panties, having discarded her jeans a while ago and Ashley was still naked. Spencer loved the feel of that petite body pressed so intimately against her own.

She also loved the way Ashley felt in her hands. Soft and supple with underlying muscle that was so firm in her hands.

<God, I want her again> she sighed to herself. <But I doubt I’ll ever get enough of her, even if I had a lifetime. Or three.>

She looked at the dark red bite mark on Ashley’s neck and found herself blushing fiercely. It had just felt so natural, so instinctual for her to bite Ashley like that, to mark her as taken.

<Heh, guess I have some ‘possession’ issues> Spencer snorted to herself. <At least Ashley didn’t seem to mind>

She felt Ashley snuggle closer as she started rubbing small circles on the sleeping girl’s back. She had just started to drift off again when she felt moist heat against her breast. She looked down to see Ashley slowly licking the soft area around a rapidly tightening nipple. Ashley was looking up at Spencer with a mischievous glint to her brown eyes.

“Well, hello to you too,” Spencer smirked at Ashley as the brunette wriggled her eyebrows in response. “Do you always wake up this rambunctious?”

Ashley gave one long lick to the erect bud, making Spencer visibly tremble and then slid up to kiss Spencer on the lips.

“Only when I wake up in bed next to the most beautiful girl in the world whom I had amazing, mind-blowing sex with the night before,” she responded cheekily. She put her hand on Spencer’s bare abdomen, stroking softly at the silky soft skin. The action sent pleasant chills through the blonde, making her heart speed up and the hot spark of desire to flare.

“Actually, we had sex during the day, hon. It’s nearly midnight,” she said sweetly. Ashley frowned and glanced at the clock.

“Wow…time flies when you’re having multiple orgasms,” she joked. Spencer just shook her head and laughed.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Secretly, Spencer was feeling rather proud of herself. She knew that some of the rumors about Ashley’s promiscuity at school were exaggerated, she wasn’t a slut like Madison declared. At the same time, Spencer also knew that the shorter girl had her share of experience, experience that Spencer herself didn’t. So she was relieved that Ashley was obviously happy with her ‘performance’.

“Yeah, I did,” the brunette said huskily into Spencer’s ear, her tongue darting out to lick the side of the ear. Spencer shivered again. “Did you?”

Spencer nodded before turning her head to capture Ashley’s lips. The kiss was intense, passionate with both girls trying to pour as much feeling into the exchange as possible.

“God, yes, Ashley,” Spencer whispered. “You taste, you feel so good.” Her voice had dropped down to a growl that made Ashley’s insides clench reflexively. She wanted Spencer so badly, and wanted to be taken by the blonde again.

<And again and again and again> she thought to herself. <Forever. I wish I could tell her that. But I don’t wanna scare her>

She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her when Spencer moved to her neck and lavished attention on the bite mark that she’d left earlier.

“I’m sorry that I hurt you,” the soft voice broke through Ashley’s rapidly building sexual haze. The apology was so sincere that it caused tears to cloud Ashley’s eyes.

“Don’t be, I’m not,” she assured her lover, tilting her head so that Spencer had better access to the injury. Spencer reacted by licking and blowing gently across the harassed flesh.

“I liked it, Spencer. I don’t mind,” she continued in the wake of Spencer’s silence. “I really…I really like that you marked me as yours, as taken.” She lifted Spencer’s chin to look into those blue eyes that she’d fallen so completely for.

“I am yours, right?” Ashley asked, vulnerability and fear coloring her voice. “If you want me, I mean.”

Spencer ducked her head again. The gentle quality of Ashley’s normally husky voice, so full of openness and anxiety, exposing the girl’s emotionally fragile soul, made tears stream down Spencer’s face.

Ashley, misinterpreting the tears and avoidance as rejection, swallowed her heartache and moved away from the girl she knew she loved.

“S’ok, Spence. Don’t worry about it,” she got up out of the bed, still rambling.

“I mean, I don’t really know what I was thinking right now, about you wanting me.” She picked up her pants from where they’d fallen on the floor and pulled them on, turning to try and find her shirt. She had to get away, far away before Spencer saw her lose it. She was already starting to shake.

<I’ve got to get away from her. NOW! What was I thinking? Spencer could never love me. She just wanted me and I’m not complaining. It was fan-freaking-tastic. But she doesn’t, couldn’t possibly want me, long term> Ashley thought frantically, feeling her heart and chest turning cold with numbness. She was not going to let herself feel this, shutting off her emotions as much as she could as she searched for her shirt.

Spencer was stunned. She hadn’t realized that her actions would be so badly interpreted or that she wouldn’t have a chance to explain. But as she watched Ashley flit around the room like a hummingbird on crack, she realized that she had to say something or Ashley would be destroyed.

“I mean, you can do better than me anyway. You’re ‘new first time’ should be with someone really special and not someone with as much fucking baggage as I have.” Ashley was so busy ranting that she didn’t notice Spencer get off the bed and approach her.

“I’m a lost cause anyway. I probably wouldn’t be able to sustain a relationship anyway. Not that you wanted a relationship; at least with me, I mean. Yeah so this is probably better this way and I’m sure that special person for you will eventually come along…” She jumped when she felt Spencer’s arms circle her from behind and she froze. Her heart hammered painfully in her chest when she felt her taller friend’s warm breath tickle her ear.

“Stop, Ashley, just stop,” Spencer asked softly. “Please calm down.” She could feel Ashley trembling in her arms and it broke her heart.

“Spencer, please let me go,” Ashley asked, her voice nearly begging and the threat of impending tears clear. Spencer tightened her grip.

“No, Ashley. I’m not letting you go. Not now, not ever,” Spencer said firmly. When she felt Ashley relax marginally, she continued.

“You didn’t give me a chance to explain, Ash. I was so…” she paused to find the right word. “Overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by the thought that you’d want to BE mine. I’m not this fancy LA girl that’s all chic and cool and hot that I know you could get. I’m just me and I’m not rich or fancy like you. I lo…” She stopped, not ready yet to expose that much or leave herself so vulnerable.

“I care so much for you and want you so badly, Ashley. I don’t think you understand. It’s not just lust or sex for me. I want you, all of you. Today, tomorrow and forever long you would want to be with me.” Ashley turned around in the circle of Spencer’s arms. The two tearstained faces stared at each other for several moments.

“Even with my issues?” Ashley asked hopefully. She almost didn’t dare to dream that this was real but the wide grin that spread across Spencer’s face made it so.

“Yes, even with and because of,” the blonde giggled. “You’re Ashley Davies. And I really…” Kiss. “Really…” Kiss. “Like Ashley Davies.” She kissed Ashley again, feeling the rest of the stress evaporate away from the smaller girl. She leaned down and kissed the bite mark again, making Ashley moan.

“Besides, this makes you mine,” she pointed out playfully. Ashley put her hands on either side of Spencer’s face and pulled her back into a searing kiss that made Spencer’s toes curl.

“Yours,” Ashley whispered as they caught their breath. “Body and soul.”

Deciding to get out of the house even though it was late, Ashley showered and they got dressed, or more accurately dressed each other amid touches and soft kisses, and got into Ashley’s car. She drove around for a while, trying to think of where to go. Finally deciding on an overlook where they could look at the city lit up at night much like the night of the dance at the beginning of their relationship.

The entire drive, Spencer held Ashley’s right hand in her left, interlocking their fingers together. She was amazed at how well they fit together, no space or gaps.

<Almost perfectly. She has beautiful hands> Spencer thought dreamily. She turned her head to look at Ashley’s profile. <Actually, everything about her is beautiful> She saw Ashley smile.

“See anything you like?” she teased while she drove. She could feel the stare from beside her and it warmed her heart.

“Yeah,” Spencer said quietly. She lifted their intertwined hands to her face and kissed the back of Ashley’s. She honestly never felt so content in her life as she did right then.“Can I turn on the radio?” Ashley shook her head.

“Play the CD instead. Track 8,” she suggested. Reluctantly disengaging her hand from Ashley’s, Spencer did as instructed. A slow happy smile spread across her face as the guitar and piano started to softly play.

“I love this song,” she sighed. Ashley grinned.

“Wait until you hear it,” the brunette said quietly.

‘I could drown in you

I will fall right through
You could crash me down
Take me underground
Something you don’t see
Something you don’t know
Wanna to spin you around
And tell you that you’re beautiful’

Spencer felt her jaw fall open. Instead of the pleasant male voice that she expected, Ashley’s warm rich one drifted to her ears.

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful

Wanna to show you that
Oh you don’t know
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful

Wanna to tell you that
Oh you don’t know
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful

“Ashley?” she wondered. She saw the smile that lit up Ashley’s face.

“I recorded it for you,” Ashley admitted softly. “I hoped to one day play it for you, live.”

“I’d love that,” Spencer said happily.

Like the feel of a gun
Staring at the sun
Like I step on a crack
You give me no way back

Cuz you still don’t see (still don’t see)
Oh you still don’t know
I wanna to pull you down
And show you how

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful

Wanna to show you that
Oh you don’t know
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful

wanna tell you that
oh you don’t know
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful

“You really are beautiful, Spencer,” Ashley said seriously as she pulled into the small dirt parking lot that over looked LA.

“So are you,” Spencer added lovingly. They grasped hands and sat in silence listening to the rest of the song.

I could drown in you
I would fall right through
You could crash me down
Take me underground
Something you don’t see (something you don’t see)
Something you don’t know
Wanna spin you around and
Tell you that
you’re beautiful

you’re beautiful
wanna show you that
oh you don’t know
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful

wanna tell you that
oh you don’t know
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful

Like the feel of a gun
Staring at the sun
Like I step on a crack
You give me no way back
‘but you still don’t see
you’re beautiful’

Ashley leaned against the hood, Spencer in her arms in front of her, leaning into the shorter girl’s body. The view was gorgeous but to Ashley, the girl in her arms was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. She rested her chin on Spencer’s shoulder, sighing happily.

“Ashley?” Spencer whispered, not wanting to speak too loud and ruin the mood.

“Yeah?” came the soft response.

“Does this…Does all of this make us girlfriends?” She knew that she was probably being silly, but she needed to actually hear Ashley say the words. Then it would all be true and ‘official’ in her mind.

“Do you want to be?” Ashley’s voice so close to her ear, made Spencer tremble and caused her heart rate to pick up.

“Ash, I wanna know what YOU want,” she protested softly. “I want this to be a mutual decision. I know we’ve already said that we belong to each other but I need to hear the words. If all you think you want right now is some sorta ‘friends with benefits’ thing…” She paused to take a breath, feeling Ashley’s’ embrace tighten slightly.

“Well,” she continued when Ashley didn’t speak up. Unknown to her, Ashley was letting her speak, hoping that the blonde would work through her issues verbally. All she wanted was Spencer, forever if the other girl would have her. But she recognized Spencer’s need to voice her fears and concerns.

“I don’t know how I’d feel about that. I’d need time to consider it. I don’t want to see you with other people. That thought makes me nauseas. Someone else kissing you or touching you; the thought of you making those sounds…” she shivered with desire at the memory of the sounds Ashley made while they were making love. She had never heard anything so fantastic in her life. Ashley was so open and vulnerable and Spencer had felt so connected to her with every pant and whispered plea. She was the one bringing Ashley to that place and she wanted it to be her for the rest of their lives.

“The thought of you making the sounds you make because someone else was touching you,” she shivered again, this time in repulsion at the very thought. “It bothers me. I know I probably shouldn’t feel so, I don’t know, possessive or something. But I want you with me and only me.” She sighed as Ashley stayed quiet, thinking that this wasn’t what Ashley wanted.

<She’s Ashley. She probably doesn’t want to be tied to just one person right now. And I guess if I want her then I need to accept that. No matter how much it sucks>

“Spencer, you know that you’re all I want,” Ashley whispered. Spencer shook her head.

“I need to hear you say that I’m your girlfriend. If it’s not something you want…”

“I want you,” Ashley confessed. Her arms tightened around Spencer’s waist. “I want you as my girlfriend, my best friend, my lover…hell if we could get married someday, I’d go for that and I’m usually against marriages. They seem overrated.”

“I don’t want anyone else, Spence. Only you,” she went on as she felt Spencer relax into her arms again. “I don’t want to kiss anyone else, ever. Just you. And the only touch I want to feel is yours. I want it all with you, Spencer. Only you.”

Pure joy and happiness filled Spencer when Ashley finished speaking. Ashley was really hers.

<Note to self: work on your possessive issues> Spencer laughed to herself.

“So I’m your girlfriend?” she asked again hopefully. She turned her head slightly and felt Ashley move to kiss her.

“I’d like that, Spence. A lot.”

“Penny for ‘em,” Spencer finally broke the comfortable silence later as they continued to stand looking over the horizon. She was still in Ashley’s arms against the car. She was beginning to think she could stay right there, in that moment forever.

“Just thinking that if this is an alcohol induced hallucination, I better not ever wake up,” Ashley joked although a current of truth laced her words. If this WAS a dream, she definitely hoped to never wake up. To wake up now, after experiencing what she did, Ashley wasn’t sure that she’d be able to face another day without Spencer.

“It’s not a dream.”

Spencer turned around in the circle of Ashley’s arms, wrapped her arms around Ashley’s neck and kissed the brunette passionately, licking the tip of her tongue against Ashley’s lips teasingly. She felt Ashley moan, her smaller frame vibrating against her chest. Ashley’s lips parted and Spencer slipped her tongue in, feeling the other girl’s tongue begin to dance with hers. They tangled and stroked for long minutes until she sucked Ashley’s bottom lip into her mouth and bit down.

Ashley’s moan was guttural, primal and further ignited Spencer’s desire to have her. She buried her hands in the luxurious brown curls on Ashley’s head, pulling her impossibly closer. Placing her thigh between Ashley’s, Spencer leaned in, being careful not to hurt Ashley’s back where it was pressed against the car.

Then she released the lip she’d been nibbling and tapped her tongue against the roof of Ashley’s mouth before then smoothing it across Ashley’s perfect teeth. Ashley squirmed between her and the car, pressing herself closer to Spencer’s thigh, her hands under the back of Spencer’s shirt, nails slightly digging in. Spencer pulled away slightly, opening her eyes to look at Ashley’s bliss filled face.

Spencer then began to lick at the edges of Ashley’s full, kiss bruised lips, teasing the musicians tongue to poke out and try to catch her. But she kept her tongue just ahead of Ashley’s attempts, causing her lover to pout beautifully.

Leaning in to lick at one perfect ear, feeling Ashley start to kiss and lick her neck, Spencer whispered.

“Ash, I want you again. Here, now.” She heard Ashley gasp and grind harder against her thigh.

“Say it, Spence,” Ashley panted. “Say it.” Spencer frowned in confusion for a minute before Ashley’s request registered. She smiled and bit down on the lobe of Ashley’s ear.

“I wanna fuck you, Ashley. Now.”

They tumbled into the backseat, a jumble of arms, legs, want and desire. Ashley felt herself pinned beneath the slightly larger frame, the other girl’s hands roaming and mapping her skin.

<God, what she does to me> she thought as she instinctually arched into Spencer’s wandering hands. Every touch, each caress seemed to sear Ashley’s skin. She’d never felt anything like it.

<I’m on fire and we’re just starting. God, I want her so bad. I NEED her. I never thought I’d feel like this about anyone. I…I think I love her>

Spencer lifted the tee shirt that Ashley had on up, propping the brunette up slightly to get it up over her head.

“Don’t destroy all my clothes, babe,” Ashley giggled at Spencer’s grunt of frustration when the shirt wouldn’t cooperate. Spencer silenced her with a kiss. A kiss that grew in intensity as clothes were shed and hands wandered over warm skin, tracing the slopes and planes, memorizing their territory.

Long minutes later, her body humming from the near worship that Spencer showered upon her, Ashley gasped as Spencer slipped one pale finger into her center, sending shock waves of ecstasy throughout her body. She pushed down on the blonde’s hands, seeking to pull her in further.

“God, I…love the way you feel inside me,” she panted, matching each thrust of Spencer’s hands with her hips.

“You feel so good,” Spencer growled, her lips mere millimeters from Ashley’s. She loved watching the other girl’s face as she approached orgasm. It made her own arousal more powerful. “So hot and wet.”

“Only for you…” Ashley moaned. She whimpered as Spencer slid another finger in to join the first.

Part of Spencer couldn’t believe that this was happening; she was actually having sex in the back of Ashley’s SUV, in public. But the sense of taboo that went with the experience only served to ratchet up her own feeling of pleasure.

“Spence, I’m gonna…Oh God,” Ashley panted. She grasped tightly to the back of Spencer’s neck, pulling her in for a hot kiss. When Spencer’s thumb pressed into her clit, Ashley moaned her orgasm into Spencer’s mouth, breathing her air and wanting it to go on forever.

She sighed when she felt Spencer withdraw her fingers later after the last aftershock had subsided, disappointed at the loss of contact. She laid there in the back of the SUV trying to catch her breath until she heard a sigh come from Spencer.

Ashley lifted her head and saw Spencer sitting uncomfortably beside her. The blonde’s body language screamed at Ashley for release.

“Here, Spence, let me,” she whispered, sitting up with her back against the door and wrapping her legs around Spencer’s waist from behind. Spencer leaned into the touch and then groaned at the feel of Ashley’s wetness against her back.

“Ash, I don’t want…” she started. Ashley kissed her exposed back. Again, like earlier in bed, Spencer was only in her panties having shed the rest along with Ashley.

“Sshh, I know. And your first time with me will not be in the back of a car,” the brunette assured. “But maybe this will do for now.” Ashley wrapped her arm around Spencer, putting her first three fingers over the wet crotch of Spencer’s panties. She pressed down on the damp material, earning a gasp from Spencer as the larger girl arched into her hand. She continued the pressure, rotating her fingers in slow lazy circles over Spencer’s hot flesh, amazed at both the heat and moisture she could feel through the thin cotton panties.

Spencer bucked her hips into Ashley’s fingers with each movement, her back in turn pressing into Ashley’s arousal. Ashley could feel the edge of the abyss approaching again but wanted to hold it off until Spencer came.

“Harder, Ash…please,” Spencer begged, one hand behind her head, wrapped in Ashley’s dark locks while the other clutched at one of the bare legs wrapped around her midsection. Ashley kissed and licked at Spencer’s neck and shoulders as she stroked the taller girl’s heat and rubbed her own against the girl’s back. They were meeting each other stroke for stroke, driving the other closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh god, Ashley…oh God,” Spencer panted. “Pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaassssssseeeeeeeee!” Ashley pressed down harder and sped up her actions.

“YES! Oh!” Spencer gasped. She came a few minutes later with a grunt and loud gasp. The sound of Spencer’s release echoing in the small confines of the car send Ashley spiraling over the edge again. She bit down on Spencer’s shoulder to stifle a scream.

When she returned to her senses a few moments later, Ashley looked at the red mark she left and smiled. Licking it, she leaned into Spencer’s ear and whispered.

“Mine.”

Ashley laid her head on Spencer’s bare stomach, listening to the heartbeat beneath. They were cuddled up in the back of the Cayenne watching the first rays of daylight streak through the steamed up windows. Spencer was running her hands through Ashley’s disheveled hair slowly, letting it run through her fingers like water.

“We should head back soon,” she said softly as Ashley stretched. Watching that tan, toned body contort like that and hearing the deep satisfied moan fill the car made Spencer’s insides flutter.

“Oh God, Spence…I am so sore,” Ashley complained with a wink while she pulled on her clothes. At Spencer’s mortified blush, Ashley leaned over and kissed her girlfriend.

“Relax, it’s the ‘damn that was good/happy’ kinda sore. Some day, I’ll show you what I mean,” she promised.

That thought alone caused a wide, bright smile to illuminate Spencer’s face. The fact that Ashley really did feel the same for her as she did for Ashley was still hard for her to grasp. She knew it was true; everything in Ashley’s eyes when she simply looked at the blonde told Spencer the depth of the smaller girl’s feelings. But the sheer fact that it really was happening, Ashley Davies was her girlfriend, still seemed too good to be true.

Ashley wrapped her arms around Spencer, pulling the still amazed and slightly embarrassed girl into a searing kiss.

“Have I told you how happy you make me?” Ashley asked, her voice light but serious. Spencer tilted her head.

“Not in so many words,” she teased back, feeling giddy inside at the thought of making Ashley happy.

“Well, you do. I don’t think I’ve ever been as happy in my entire life as I have been since I woke up today…yesterday…shit what day is it?” Spencer laughed.

“Sunday, hon,” she hugged Ashley back. “You make me happy too.” They pulled on their clothes, stealing kisses here and there as they went along.

“I think I’m gonna have to get the interior detailed,” Ashley joked as they opened the door and stepped into the crisp morning air. Spencer crinkled her nose in mild disgust.

“Ew, Ashley, ew,” she protested. Ashley arched an eyebrow and smiled.

“Hey, it’s your fault. Little Miss ‘I wanna fuck you here and now’,” she reminded Spencer. Spencer reached out and shoved Ashley lightly.

“If you EVER tell anyone that I said that…” Ashley raised her hands in mock surrender.

“Easy there, tiger. Who the hell would I tell? Aiden? Please. Contrary to popular belief, I do NOT kiss and tell,” Ashley explained. At the mention of the basketball player’s name, Spencer froze.

“Ash? What are we going to tell him?” she asked, worried. Ashley frowned.

“About what? Us?” Spencer nodded.

“He’s bound to notice that something’s…different with us.” Ashley chuckled.

“Well, if someone who’s as dense as Aiden is sometimes can notice that there’s something ‘different’ between you and I, then I think you need to worry about more than Aiden. Like your parents to start,” she warned. She watched Spencer pale in the morning sunlight.

<Shit, I should have kept my mouth shut. Now she’s going to freak and I’ll lose everything. You are so fucking stupid sometimes, Ashley> When Spencer didn’t move or speak Ashley let out a loud sigh and opened her car door.

“Come on, Spencer, let’s get back to my dad’s and get my stuff,” she snapped. Spencer automatically got in the car on command, her mind still on the awful subject of her parents, or at least her mother.

“Are you hungry?” Ashley asked, trying and failing to keep a chill from her voice. She had been hungry until she mentioned Spencer’s family. Since then, her hunger had become nausea and a cold creeping feeling had enveloped her chest.

<I’m so fucking stupid. I should have stopped her at the first kiss, no matter what I wanted. Spencer’s not ready for all this: being gay or bisexual, facing society let alone that bigot of a mother she’s got. God this just went to hell in a handbag> She glanced at Spencer’s profile as the blonde stared blankly out the window.

“Tell you what, Spencer,” her voice came out cold and detached, causing Spencer to tear her gaze from the passing scenery and focus on her girlfriend. “I’ll just take you straight home right now and I’ll go back to my dad’s for our stuff. I’ll bring it to school tomorrow or give your stuff to Aiden to give to you. All right?” Spencer frowned and felt her heart leap to her throat.

“What? Why are you mad? Ash, what’s going on?” she asked, hurt and confusion carrying through on her voice.

<Why is she so mad at me? Oh God, what did I do? Did I say something?> Spencer worried. Ashley sighed.

“Look, Spencer, I realize now that this is probably wrong for us,” she reached up and wiped a stray tear that fell angrily.

“Wha…”

“I can’t do this, Spencer. I can’t. I thought I could but, I can’t,” she declared.

<That’s right, Ashley. Do it to her before she can hurt you. It’s better off this way>