Ashley's been acting… weird to say the least. After Kyla got out of the hospital, she continued to go out with that creep. I thought that Ashley would be mad. All she said was, "it's her life. If she wants to date scum, well I can't stop her even if I want to." There was no complete blowout or sarcastic retort. And oh, there's more. She's been doting on me- buying me cute little things like stuff animals. She bought me a stuffed, fluffy white kitty! The Ashley Davies bought me a stuffed kitty after I told her about mine that "ran away" when I was six. And she's been having me spend the night… to NOT have sex sometimes, to cuddle! We cuddle in her unsupervised room. And, if you're not confused enough, she's been very… considerate- not like she usually isn't, just… very considerate. It's pretty much adorable and so unAshley.
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"Hey baby." She wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed the skin visible on my back.
"Mmm, hey Ash." I turned around in one of her bar stools. "I have sooo much studying to do. Uhg, you don't even know." She smiled and walked into the 'v' of my legs, her arms resting loosely around my neck. She gave me her cute, little frown.
"My poor baby." Leaning in, I kissed her sweetly. Pulling back only slightly, I said remorsefully, "I really can't hang out, though. I'm sorry. I have to work on this report and then I have a test in physics and pre-calc…" I rolled my eyes, "and another in Spanish."
"Well," she started as she tucked the hair that had fallen from my pony behind my ear. "You study and I'll get dinner." Blushing a little she added shyly, "And uhm, I can help- ya know… if you want…" The rest of the sentence trailed off as Ashley played with the rings on her fingers nervously.
"Thank you sweetie." A deeper blush settled across Ashley's cheeks at my acceptance of her help.
"I know I'm not as smart as you, but uhm, I might be able to uh, answer something." She said a little defeated. I frowned; not liking the self-deprecation Ashley seemed to be doing more and more. I lifted her chin up with my fingers. Looking into her eyes, it worried me to see the self-doubt in them.
"Ashley, what are you talking about? You're perfect." She snorted in disgust, with herself I think. My hands found hers and I brought them into my lap, brushing my thumbs across her smooth skin. Ashley watched them quietly. "Baby, don't do that. You're smart and funny and beautiful and talented." I grinned a little before adding, "and you're amazing in bed."
"Well now I know why you keep me around." My musician joked. Jumping off the stool I hugged her hips with my hands and pressed my body against her.
"Yeah, and you better pull your weight tonight." I husked. A devilish grin spread across her face as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Mmmm, trust me, I wouldn't pass up a reason to have you panting and moaning underneath me." She purred as she leaned in for a kiss. Always a top. Pulling back quickly, Ashley stumbled forward a little. I had to hold back a chuckle.
"Well then you better feed me or you're not getting any tonight." I walked passed my stunned girlfriend and lightly slapped her ass.
"Spencer!" She gasped in surprise, but I could practically feel a grin spread across her face.
"Take-out doesn't count!" I yelled from her room as I dug around for my Spanish book. I could hear her groaning from under the bed. This time, I laughed freely. My baby was gonna be soooo worked up by the time dinner was ready. I smiled to myself as I strolled back into the kitchen.
"Spe-Spencer, wh-where did you're clothes g-go…?" I feigned innocents and I looked down at my new attire.
"I was so hot, Ashley. I hope you don't mind that I borrowed you cute little shorts."
"Bo-booty shorts."
"That's what they're called? Uh."
"T-tank top." I giggled.
"Yeah, that bra was just way too small. It kept bushing my breast up. They were almost spilling out!" I started to rub them. "They're kinda sore actually." Ashley's mouth was open a little, staring as I massaged my breast. "This tank top is a little tight too." I could see her concentrating at the thin material. "So, what are we having for dinner?" Her eyes stayed fixated on my "shirt".
"Pasta." I decided to torment her a tiny bit more and jumped up and down a little. I think she just had a stroke. Hugging her tightly, I made sure to press my whole body against her.
"That's so sweet baby, it's my favorite." I grinned inwardly. "You know just how to please me, Ash!" And there's her second one.
"Oh good." She whimpered a little.
"Let's start!" I walked past her to search for a pot. I bent over to dig through the drawers.
"C-can take-out please count?"