Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with SoN.
A/N: It's taken a while for me to write this. But I've been busy with school and moving back home for the summer. And this chapter is kind of emotional and I wanted to make sure I hit that. I've never dealt with a family member or a friend getting raped and I'm thankful I haven't, but I know people who have and it's just as traumatic for them as it is for the victim.
Again, thank you for reading.
"What are you thinking about?" Spencer asked Ashley. Her girlfriend had agreed to come over to keep Spencer company while she studied for her film test as she had her own test to study for in music theory. Ashley had been there for almost an hour and Spencer had seen her turn all of two pages in her textbook.
"Honestly?" Ashley asked, raising an eyebrow. At Spencer's nod, she continued. "Sex."
Spencer rolled her eyes, clearly amused. "Figures. I don't know why I asked." Ashley shrugged.
"I can't help it. You're sitting there in boy shorts and a tank top and we haven't had sex in like, a week," she said.
"Two days," Spencer corrected, smiling.
"That's what I said," Ashley muttered as threw aside her book and began to trail kisses down Spencer's neck. Spencer arched her neck when Ashley hit a particularly sensitive spot.
Before she knew it, her notes and textbook had been thrown off the bed and Ashley was straddling her waist as her tongue acquainted itself with Spencer's mouth.
Ashley, Spencer had learned, was a boy when it came to anything sex related. It was always on her mind and it didn't take long or much for her to get in the mood. Normally Spencer wouldn't complain, since she had a pretty high sex drive herself. But now was not the time for sex. She never thought she'd ever see the day that thought crossed her mind.
"Baby," Spencer said, grabbing Ashley's waist. Ashley, taking that as encouragement, let her hands skim up Spencer's sides and to her bare breasts where she began to brush her thumbs over Spencer's quickly hardening nipples.
"You're so fucking hot," Ashley whispered. She trailed her tongue down Spencer's neck to the beginning of her girlfriend's cleavage. The tank top that Spencer was wearing got in her way however.
She ripped it off of the blonde.
Happy that she could finally see Spencer's breasts, she continued to trail her tongue down the blonde's skin before taking a nipple into her mouth.
"Mmm," Spencer groaned. For a second, she let herself get lost in the pleasurable sensation of Ashley sucking on her chest. But she knew if what they were doing continued, it would inevitably lead to sex.
Somewhere along the line, Spencer noticed, Ashley had taken off her shirt and shorts, leaving her in just her underwear.
Her sexy, black lace underwear.
"Ash," Spencer said. Ashley paid her no heed and began to grind her hips down into Spencer's pelvis. Her efforts only gave her a small amount of relief. She had been craving Spencer for days and spending the last hour with her girlfriend so scantily clad had her throbbing.
"Ashley, stop," Spencer said. Hearing the one word that made her blood run cold, Ashley stopped and looked at her girlfriend.
"What's wrong?" she said breathlessly. Spencer couldn't deny seeing Ashley straddling her in just her underwear with her breasts heaving and a bright red flush covering her face was a gorgeous sight. But she couldn't do it. Literally.
"I can't," Spencer said. Ashley frowned in concern.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine. I just…can't. Not for another four days," Spencer said. Ashley tilted her head in confusion before it dawned on her.
Spencer was on her period.
She groaned and rolled off of her girlfriend. Huffing, she let her head hit the pillow as she closed her eyes and tried to control her raging hormones. She swore she had never been so hot in her life. It felt like her clit was going to spontaneously combust any second.
"Fuck Mother Nature," Ashley muttered. She heard Spencer chuckle slightly before she felt the blonde's hands begin to massage her abs softly.
"That's not helping," Ashley said throatily, opening her eyes to look at Spencer. Spencer's eyes were dark, telling Ashley that she was just as turned on.
For real. Fuck Mother Nature.
"I said I couldn't," Spencer said, her hands moving a little lower. Ashley whimpered as she felt Spencer's fingers dip below the band of her underwear. Was she really going to…?
Yes. Yes she was.
"I didn't say anything about you not being able to," Spencer said as she began to circle Ashley's hardened clit.
"Thank you God," Ashley breathed out, closing her eyes.
"You can just call me Spencer," Spencer teased. She used one hand to pull Ashley's underwear down her legs. Ashley's legs spread wider automatically as they were freed from their confinements.
"Spencer," Ashley whimpered. Spencer had sped up her circles and it was driving Ashley crazy. She wasn't going to last long.
She felt Spencer lay kisses to her neck, then to her chest and then her stomach. And then she felt Spencer's tongue take over for her fingers while two of her fingers slipped into Ashley.
"Yes," Ashley hissed. Spencer had a mouth from the Gods. Whether it was used for drinking, eating (in more than one sense), talking or kissing, Ashley loved Spencer's mouth. And whenever Spencer went down on her, she never failed to come quicker than ever before.
Before she could let Spencer know of her impending orgasm, it hit her like a freight train. Her hands tangled in Spencer's hair roughly and pulled Spencer closer to her while her back arched and she groaned loudly.
Ashley lay back against the pillows, her eyes shut and her chest heaving. Spencer kissed her way up Ashley's body before stopping at Ashley's lips.
"That was embarrassing," Ashley muttered, peaking one eye open to look at Spencer. Spencer raised an eyebrow in question. Ashley squeezed her eyes shut before speaking again.
"You hardly touched me and it took like two seconds for me to come," she said. "It's embarrassing. Out of all the things that could happen in bed, coming prematurely has never happened to me."
"Baby," Spencer said, laughing a little. "It's not a big deal. It happens to everyone. Remember that time in your car? You didn't even touch me and I came." Ashley smiled. Yeah, she remembered. She also remembered the fantastic sex once they got to her apartment.
"Yeah, I remember," Ashley said.
"Okay then," Spencer replied. She leaned in and kissed Ashley's cheek before curling into the brunette's side. "Take a nap. I know you're tired. We can study afterward."
Ashley smiled and wrapped her arms around Spencer before settling into the bed. It didn't take her long to fall asleep.
"So, can I ask you something?" Alex asked Ashley. The two best friends had agreed to go out to lunch while Alex was on break and Ashley was between classes.
"Go for it," Ashley replied.
"How long has it been since you've been laid?" Alex asked, grinning when Ashley rolled her eyes. "Seriously, you're like the epitome of blue balls. Spencer holding out on you?"
"No!" Ashley said. "I had sex with Spencer last week. But it was only once because she was on her period. And now I'm on mine so…it's a no go."
"That blows. Aunt Flow is a bitch," Alex replied. Ashley snorted.
"No shit," she threw back. "How are you and Sarah?" Alex grinned.
"We're great! I'm actually taking her out later tonight," Alex said. "I want you to meet her."
"Tonight?" Ashley asked skeptically. Alex shook her head.
"No, no. Not tonight. Just at some point," Alex said. "You can bring Spencer and it can be like one big gay fest." Ashley laughed.
"Yeah, okay. I'll run it past Spence," she replied.
The two girls continued on with lunch. The lunch, though a small amount of time, was needed for both girls. Between their girlfriends and work and school respectively, their time together had been put on the backburner.
"So do you want to shoot for Thursday night?" Alex asked as they walked out to their cars.
"Yeah, I'll call you at some point to make definite plans," Ashley replied. Just as she was unlocking her car, she looked up to ask Alex something else. But her question died on her lips when she saw the one person in the world she wanted to end.
"Ash? What's wrong?" Alex said, frowning. She had seen Ashley go to ask her something but fall quiet. She looked at the small brunette. Her body was tense and her eyes were blazing with fury.
"Ash?" she asked again.
"That…motherfucker," Ashley said, pointing toward a man of medium build. "He raped my sister!" Alex looked toward where Ashley was pointing and barely had enough time to catch her best friend before she went tearing after him.
"Ash, calm down. You can't do this here. Not in public where you could be seen. No one knows what happened and you could get thrown in jail for assault," Alex said.
"I'm going to kill him, Alex," Ashley hissed, letting her body be held against the side of her car. "He's going to die."
"I know," Alex said. "I don't know how, but he'll get what is coming to him. But right now, you need to focus on finding a way for that to happen. Kyla doesn't need you in jail for murder and neither does Spencer. And even though I personally don't find killing him wrong, I'd rather not have you in jail either."
"That's the second time I've seen him. You and I both know you hardly ever see the same person twice in L.A. unless you're friends or family," Ashley said. "There's a reason I've seen him twice."
"And if there's a reason, you'll see him a third time. By then, you can have a plan made up to get him to confess," Alex said. "Be rational about this." The felt the fight leave Ashley's body.
"I want…I want him gone, Alex," Ashley said, sighing. Alex felt it was safe for her to let Ashley go and so she did. "I want Kyla to be safe, to feel safe again. I want him to pay for what he did."
"And he will," Alex said. "Even if we don't get him, someone else will. One day, he's going to mess with the wrong person and end up dead." Ashley was silent.
"Are you going to be okay? Should you go back to school?" Alex asked.
"I have to. I have my composition today and I can't miss class. I'll be fine. I just…I need to go to school," Ashley said. Alex nodded and stepped away from the car.
"I'll call you later," Ashley mumbled before getting in her car and driving away. Alex made sure her best friend's car was out of sight before she went back to her own. She pitied the poor soul who came in contact with Ashley for the next few hours.
"Ashley?" Spencer said, opening her door. She hadn't heard from her girlfriend in two days. She had called Ashley but it just went to voicemail. She had texted her, but she got no response. She hadn't even seen Ashley on campus at any point.
"Spencer," Ashley said, her voice hoarse. Spencer's eyes met Ashley's and she was slightly alarmed at the various emotions present. The first thing that was off was Ashley's eye color. Instead of the rich, warm chocolate she was used to, she saw dark and heavy brown, almost black. Sorrow, need, love, lust, anger and insecurity shined brightly in her girlfriend's eyes as well.
"Honey, what's-," Spencer started. But she was cut off when Ashley's lips met hers. Ashley's tongue roughly made it's way into Spencer's mouth. Spencer groaned. She liked it when Ashley was rough with her. It wasn't often, though, that Ashley was this way. The brunette liked being gentle and taking her time with Spencer over being rough with her.
"I need you Spencer," Ashley said, pulling away from Spencer's mouth. In return, Spencer took Ashley's hand in hers and pulled her into the apartment. She shut the door and then began walking to her bedroom, Ashley trailing behind her, their hands still connected.
It only took two seconds for Spencer's back to hit her bedroom wall. The door was shut loudly and Ashley's lips were back on hers. Their tongues battled strongly, though Ashley's finally won. Spencer didn't know what had spurred Ashley into her mood, but she knew she was going to be the one to finish it.
Her shirt was pulled over her head and her shorts were shoved down her legs before her back hit her bed. Spencer groaned when Ashley straddled her hips and held her arms above her head.
This wasn't about love. This was about dominance.
Ashley's tongue was sliding down her neck. Occasionally, she would nip at Spencer's flesh. In return, Spencer dragged her nails down Ashley's back hard enough for the brunette to hiss in pain. Ashley roughly pushed her knee up and between Spencer's legs. Spencer gasped at the pleasurable feeling that raced through her body.
Ashley wasted no time taking off Spencer's bra and underwear. They landed with a soft thud somewhere behind the couple. Itching to have Spencer writhing under her, Ashley took one of the blonde's hard nipples into her mouth.
"Yes," Spencer hissed. Her eyes shut tight as Ashley's tongue made circles around her nipple. Her hands buried themselves in Ashley's hair, tugging when Ashley did something that felt particularly good. Ashley's hands began trailing downward, toward Spencer's sex. Her hips jumped in effort to relieve some of the pressure building.
"Take off your clothes," Spencer rasped. "I want to feel you." Quickly, Ashley divested herself of her clothing before returning to Spencer. Spencer's hands held Ashley's hips against her as the brunette busied herself with Spencer's neck again.
"Fuck," Spencer ground out. She ran her hands down to Ashley's ass and pulled her against her center, hard.
"Uhh," Ashley moaned hotly against Spencer's collarbone. She shifted so that her knee fell back between Spencer's legs and she pressed upward.
"Ash!" Spencer groaned. She attached herself to Ashley's neck, nipping and sucking as much as she could.
"Damn, Spence," Ashley whispered. She began to thrust against Spencer harder. Spencer's hips thrust up to meet Ashley's knee.
"Why are you teasing?" Spencer asked. Ashley took her time answering.
"Because I want you to beg," she finally replied. With a particularly hard thrust of her knee, Ashley doubled her efforts against Spencer.
"Fuck me," Spencer hissed.
"Only if you say please," Ashley replied, her hot breath falling over Spencer's lips. Their eyes met and Spencer groaned and pressed her hips upward.
"Please," she finally begged. "Please fuck me." Ashley grinned victoriously before holding herself up on one hand as the other trailed down to Spencer's heat. She entered the blonde in a swift movement.
"God, yes," Spencer whispered. Her eyes rolled back and her hips began a steady rhythm, meeting Ashley's thrusts. She could feel Ashley's pants against her neck. She knew her girlfriend was just as turned on as she was, if not more. In effort to return some of the pleasure, Spencer slipped one of her hands between their bodies and found Ashley's clit.
"Fuck!" Ashley cried out. They began to find a quick rhythm that worked for both of them. Spencer thrust in, Ashley thrust out.
"Say it," Ashley commanded. She lifted up so her eyes could meet Spencer's. She continued to thrust into her, picking up her pace slightly.
"Say what?" Spencer panted. Ashley was hitting her spot and it was making her see stars. She wasn't sure what Ashley wanted her to say but she knew she was having a hard time remembering her own name.
"My name. Say my name," Ashley said. Her thrusts became harder and Spencer groaned.
"Ashley," she said. "Please."
"Keep saying it," Ashley said, her head falling against Spencer's shoulder. Spencer's movements were quick and it wasn't going to be long before she hit her peak. She wanted to hear Spencer scream her name as she did.
"Ashley," Spencer ground out. She quickened her pace and bit Ashley's shoulder as they thrust in and out of each other. "Ashley."
Her walls were tightening. Spencer felt her vision start to enclose and her toes began to curl.
"Ashley," she panted. "I'm going to come."
"Spencer," Ashley gasped. Their hips moved quicker. Spencer felt the ache in her wrist but she ignored it.
"Come for me," Ashley muttered. "Come undone. Let go." Spencer whimpered as the feeling took over her body.
"Ashley!" she cried out. It hit her just as she felt Ashley's walls tighten around her fingers. Together, they shook in pleasure. Ashley collapsed on top of Spencer, breathing heavily. They didn't say anything for quite a while.
"Honey?" Spencer said, pulling Ashley's face toward hers when she felt hot liquid hit her shoulder. Ashley was crying.
"I'm sorry," Ashley said. "I'm so sorry Spencer."
"It's okay. Whatever it is, it's okay," Spencer said. Her arms wrapped around Ashley's back and she pulled the brunette to her. Sobs wracked Ashley's body and Spencer held her until she felt Ashley pull back.
"What's wrong?" Spencer asked. Ashley was now lying on her back looking up at the ceiling. Tears were still at the corner of her eyes.
"I saw him," Ashley said. Before Spencer could ask whom, Ashley continued. "I saw the guy that raped Kyla."
"Oh, Ash," Spencer said. "I…"
"I'm sorry I ignored you. I just…I was so upset and I didn't want to take it out on you," Ashley said. "And on top of all that, I was sexually frustrated."
"Ash, you can come to me about anything," Spencer said, running a hand through Ashley's hair. "I don't care what it is, you can talk to me at any time you need me."
"I love you, Spencer," Ashley said, rolling over and burying her head into the crook of Spencer's neck. "I love you so much."
"I love you, too," Spencer whispered. "What can I do to make you feel better?"
"You already did. Just…hold me and don't let me go," Ashley said, her tears dropping again.
"Forever," Spencer said, hugging Ashley to her tighter. "I will never let you go."