Friends.
Once it left Spencer's gorgeous lips Ashley officially hated the word… with a passion.
To say this past week and a half has been hell would be an understatement. Apparantly the term friend didn't mean what Ashley thought it meant and she was beyond confused. They had been spending the last week and a half as 'friends'. But friends don't flirt shamelessly with one another or have those awkward almost kiss moments like they have had. Friends don't push the boundaries and see just how far they can go without crossing that line. Or have so much sexual tension built up between the two of them that one of them is going to lose it right now.
Yes, Ashley dislikes the word.
Especially right now.
Sweat clinging to their bodies, they both move to the rhythm of the music. Ashley holds in a moan when she feels Spencer's chest press into her back and strong hands firmly grab her hips, swiveling her around so they're facing each other. Spencer slips her jean-clad leg in between Ashley's bare ones, and they begin to grind; both lost in each other.
Spencer shivers as Ashley runs her hand up her back, pressing their bodies even closer together. It had started off innocent enough; both dancing together at a respective distance. But then Ashley had been shoved into the blonde by some random person, (Glen), and instead of backing away, things started heating up the moment Spencer pulled her closer with a wicked smirk in place.
When the song ends, neither hurries to pull apart. Instead, with eyes closed, swallowing gulps of air, Spencer leans her forehead against Ashley's.
"Spencer…" Ashley manages to husk out between breaths.
"Yeah?"
She takes one last deep breath, fighting every urge she has to kiss the blonde before her because friends don't kiss. "I think…"
"You guys were hot!"
Holding back a small groan, Spencer steps away from Ashley, letting her hands fall to her sides. She was tired of this dance they'd been doing; flirting, teasing, and invading each others' personal space until they're about two seconds away from jumping each other. But it never happened because of ass-hats like the one who just interrupted them, or because Ashley always pulled away just in time leaving Spencer confused. True, Spencer was the one, who threw out the word 'friend' and wanted to take things slow with them to see where things went, but Ashley had just completely halted any type of progress and to say Spencer was a little frustrated would be an understatement.
With a sigh, Ashley bites her bottom lip and runs a frustrated hand through her hair, "I'm going to get a… ah nevermind." A waitress wearing next to nothing walks by holding a tray of colored shots in test tubes. She takes two from the woman and turns toward Spencer holding one up to her, "Shall we?"
Spencer bites her bottom lip for a brief moment contemplating something, before nodding, deciding the confidence boost wouldn't hurt tonight. She takes the test tube and they clink them together before downing them in a quick swallow. She quirks a brow at the fruity flavor, not quite sure what they just drank. Ashley reaches out and takes the empty test tube looking shot glass from Spencer; looking around for somewhere to put them. Just as she spots a waitress she notices a curly blonde wearing a dress that doesn't cover much sidling up to her side.
"Hey, how about a dance?"
Eyebrows raised, Ashley glances at Spencer whose brow is furrowed and seemingly looking for the quickest way to escape this situation.
Holding up the two empty shot glasses, Ashley hands them to the confused girl before shaking her head no, "Sorry, I'm already dancing with her."
Before the curly haired blonde can respond, Ashley is already closing the gap between a surprised Spencer and herself, hands reaching for the blonde's waist with a smile, leaning close to Spencer's ear to be heard "Dance with me, please."
Swallowing thickly, Spencer nods, slowly pulling Ashley closer. Noticing the shocked look on the curly haired blonde's face, and trying to contain her own smug look, Spencer starts to move to the beat of the music easily with Ashley.
Instantly their dancing heats up, no hesitancy by either parties this time. Spencer lets her hands roam, all the time pulling Ashley closer and closer; leaving next to no space between either of them as her leg slips between Ashley's'. They move easily as one to the music, neither noticing their friends next to them drunkenly dancing in their own worlds.
Spencer grinds down further into Ashley causing the brunette to shudder in response. The blonde smirks, knowing the effect she's been having on her dance partner all night whose eyes are now a few hues darker, probably mirroring the darkness of her own. She slowly lets her hands wander over Ashley's taut stomach, feeling the muscles tighten beneath her fingers. At this, Ashley leans into Spencer with eyes closed, letting her lips linger by Spencer's ear, "God Spence, you're going to kill me if you keep this up."
Spencer lets her lips graze Ashley's ear, "I can't help it, I've missed dancing with you."
Ashley lets out a small whimper, giving away how she's feeling at the moment, "I've missed a lot of things with you."
Feeling the confidence boost from the alcohol now, Spencer gives Ashley a wicked smirk and takes Ashley's earlobe in between her teeth, "Oh yeah like what?"
"Like…" She lets out a loud gasp as she feels something cold and wet splash onto her back, instantly seeping through the material of her dress.
Spencer stops their movements and pulls away from the brunette who has her teeth clenched and murderous look in her eyes.
"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! This guy bumped into me and sent me flying… it was like a chain reaction! I'm sorry." Ashley turns around to spot the person who has made her back all sticky. As soon as she does the drunken red head's face lights up, "Oh my god, you're Ashley Davies! I'm sorry, but now I don't feel as bad because I know you can afford another dress! Can I have your autograph?" She rummages quickly through her purse and pulls out a pen. "I don't have any paper…"
Spencer's eyebrows rise in amusement with the girl. Ashley however, frustrated beyond belief with this girl for interrupting her and Spencer hastily grabs the pen and the cup that used to contain the liquid now dripping down her back, and signs it. With that she thrusts it back into the red head's hand and storms off to the bathroom muttering something under her breath.
Xoxoxo
Her hands glide effortlessly over the smooth ivory keys; fingers gracefully playing, moving from one note to another, creating simple harmony. She closes her eyes, allowing herself to get lost in the music, letting her feelings take over.
Friends.
She's never been so frustrated in her life.
She crescendos. Striking the keys forcefully, allowing each note to get louder and louder.
What started off as a light, simple harmony has now taken on a dark chaotic feeling, as she speeds up the tempo, never faltering while her hands strike the keys at a now frantic pace.
When she finishes with a long chord, she is breathing heavily. Her shoulders sag as she releases the keys and to her surprise she hears light clapping behind her.
She is not surprised when she finds Spencer to be leaning against the doorframe with a small smile on her face, "Hey you."
Ashley gives a small wave with a smile before turning back around, letting her hands rest on the keys as she sorts her thoughts. She hasn't seen the blonde all week since the night at the club and right now all she wants to do is kiss her and hold her.
Spencer pushes herself upright and walks over to the Grande piano sitting down next to Ashley on the bench. "You've been avoiding me." It's not a question, just a simple statement, that Ashley doesn't bother denying, said before Spencer brings her own hands up to rest on the keys. Ashley can't help but watch curiously as Spencer's hands begin to move, playing a few random notes before turning it into a soft melody. The brunette instantly smiles when she recognizes the melody to be "Brown Eyed Girl," the song she taught Spencer to play years ago. Her eyes travel from Spencer's hands, up her arms, pausing briefly on her bare neck, then to her plump lips, causing her to lick her own. When she finally continues past the lips she is met with blue eyes staring into her own, "Why?"
Needing no elaboration to the question, Ashley leans forward connecting their soft lips, while her hand comes up to cups Spencer's cheek.
They stay like this for a few seconds; Spencer's bottom lip in between Ashley's neither seemingly in a rush to pull apart.
When Ashley does, it is only slightly and she lets out a small sigh before she opens her eyes. "Because then I'll do that."
Her husky voice causes Spencer to open her own eyes, but remains lingering close to Ashley's lips, "I'm not complaining."
With that said, she leans forward capturing a shocked Ashley's lips with her own.
Surprised by Spencer's sudden action, it takes Ashley a few seconds to finally kiss back. Spencer lets out a low moan when she feels Ashley's lips press harder into her own. She brings her hands up and lets them get tangled in Ashley's curls, opening her mouth without hesitancy when she feels a warm tongue asking for permission.
They stay like this, lost in each other, neither in any rush to take it further at the moment. Just enjoying kissing each other, reacquainting their lips.
When they pull apart it's not because they want to, but rather the lack of oxygen. Ashley leans forward, resting her forehead against Spencer's, "I thought…" she takes in a large swallow of air, "I thought you said you wanted to be friends. Friends don't kiss like this."
The blonde nods, also breathing heavily, "I did say that. But I also said I wanted to take things slow and see where they lead to."
Ashley smiles, finally opening her eyes only to be met with dark blue ones, "And this is taking it slow?"
Spencer nods and pulls back with a smirk on her face, "I'm not a nun Ashley, you don't have to be afraid to touch me." Ashley's eyes darken at the mere thought of touching Spencer. She bites her bottom lips, turning away from Spencer, trying to clear her mind of any thoughts involving touching the blonde. When she does this, Spencer reaches out and grabs Ashley's chin, forcing her to look at her again. "Got it?" she asks softly.
Ashley nods, a wicked smirk taking over her features as she leans in closer to the Spencer, and husks out a "got it" before kissing the smiling blonde.