A/N: Alright guys I really am sorry. I've spent the last half a year using loaned laptops because mine broke down. Finally got a new one, and had to transfer all the hard drive data (i.e. The Deal) and then school. But whatevs, you guys don't care. =) You guys was more Spashley. So without further ado I present to you, The Deal, continued.

Ashley moved through their house. Picking up stray pieces of clothing on her way downstairs. She made a pile of their earlier discarded clothing on the couch and shuffled into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator she proceeded to make herself a sandwich, well she preferred the term sammich. But she wasn't so sure if she could call this creation a sammich. Taking her oversized sandwich with every lunch meat, ever condiment, and every vegetable in it she turned towards the couch. Settling down she took a large bite from the sandwich when the phone rang. Grabbing it before it woke up her wife she answered. Then realizing her mistake as she tried to chew her food as fast as possible.

"Harfo?"

"Hello?"

"Mfr. Car'n"

"Yes. Ashley?"

"Yef."

"Sorry, we were worried when you never called to let us know that you landed. We figured you had that party at Kyla and Aiden's place. But-well I hope we're not bothering you."

"Nro. Nro. Yurr noct. Forry you hacd to 'oree."

Arthur could tell the brunette was probably eating and he tried not to laugh at the girl.

"That's good. Is Spencer there?"

"Shfeeping."

Ashley continued to chew her sandwich vigorously.

"Oh, well let her know we called. And make sure she doesn't tire herself out. Her mother is always doing that."

Ashley almost choked on the remainder of her sandwich. Swallowing the large chunks of food she finally replied properly.

"Don't worry about a thing Mr. C, I'll make sure she doesn't tire herself out."

I'm the only one that gets to tire her out. The brunette evilly thought.

"Did they get home safely?" She heard Paula's frantic voice as the phone shuffled some.

"Spencer? Spencer honey?" The older blonde half yelled into the phone.

"Sorry Mrs. C she's sleeping." She smiled at the thought that she was close enough to Paula Carlin to call her Mrs. C.

"Oh hello Ashley dear. I'm glad to know you guys are home safely."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry to worry you guys. We were just so exhausted from Kyla's party."

And by exhausted I meant horny.

"Oh well we're sorry to be bothering you then. Just thought we'd check in."

Soon after they hung up and Ashley checked the time. Just in time! She flipped on the large television turning the volume down she ran towards the kitchen grabbing herself a large bowl of cereal. The whole carton of apple juice. A large bowl of old spaghetti and meatballs they had taken from Kyla and Aiden's dinner. Ashley Davies tended to get hungry after such "rigorous activities." She returned to the Saturday morning cartoons beginning to play. Her feast set out in front of her.

The phone rang again, and the brunette answered hoping it wouldn't wake up the blonde.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ash. Wow, I was expecting to get your voicemail!"

"Hey Ky. And how's your morning?"

"Well you're up early! And extremely chipper!"

"Well, Spence is still out so-"

"Oh Good God woman! You guys didn't sleep at all did you?"

All Kyla got as a response was a giggling Ashley.

The background noise of Aiden fighting to get the phone for, "the deets" about their night made Ashley throw her head back and laugh. In attempts to keep her boyfriend from stealing the phone the younger sister squealed, "Ash call you later!"

Ashley giggled, Aiden, that boy will never change. She turned back and continued with her "snack."

Spencer saw the sunlight through her closed eyes. The blonde frowned and burrowed her face deeper into her pillow, but still the sunlight managed to lure her out of sleep. She blinked out the sleep a few times, adjusting her eyes. She had been married to Ashley Davies long enough to know if she woke up wrapped in their blankets, and slightly sore, she had probably passed out. Memories of the previous night floated through her mind and she felt her stomach tighten at the though. Straining she could hear the Saturday morning cartoons from downstairs. Throwing on her robe a devilish idea entered her mind and she smirked at it.

Downstairs Ashley heard the sounds of shuffling feet by the stairway. Turning her head she was greeted by a adorable looking Spencer with bed hair.

"Morning beautiful." Ashley smiled at her wife.

Spencer glowed with happiness walking over they shared a sweet kiss. Spencer plopped down on the couch next to the brunette. Stealing a few bites from Ashley's cereal the blonde pulled the brunette into an intense kiss. Letting Ashley know exactly where her head was this morning. Slipping her tongue between the brunette's lips, Ashley couldn't help but smirk, dominant Spencer was hot. The blonde's arms pulled at the brunette's body urging Ashley in her direction. The cereal was blindly placed upon a table as the brunette straddled her wife. Brown eye widened in surprise, looking down she only now noticed the very apparent bump in Spencer's robe. Ashley rose her eyebrows in question. Spencer answered sleazily, "you must be this tall," the blonde motioned with her hands, "have brunette hair, and the most beautiful brown eyes to ride." The two giggled at the statement but Spencer could see the brunette's eye darkening.

She reached out with her hand and they brushed fingertips. Spencer loved how soft Ashley's hands were. Pulling the brunette forwards, the musician straddled her slowly, their eyes burning into each other. Ashley's heated eyes travelled down Spencer's body, she pulled the robe open with one hand revealing the toy and the harness attached to the blonde's hip. Spencer leaned in her lips grazing at Ashley's ears, "I want to be inside you." The blonde smiled knowing that her words had greatly affected Ashley judging by the pain she felt as the brunette's fingernails dug into her skin. Ashley lowered her hands holding the toy in her palms she pushed gently and watched as Spencer's breathing picked up the pressure pushing back again Spencer's clit. Smiling at the effect they looked into each other's eyes burning into each other. Ashley guided the toy to her entrance and slowly moved down. Trying to keep her eyes focused the blonde failed as they rolled back into her head from the pleasure. The toy pushed back against her so deliciously. Her nails dug in deeper, more possessively into the brunette's side. Ashley's eyes were hooded as she looked down at her beautiful wife. She knew how Spencer loved it when Ashley gave her that look, the look that let the blonde know how much she was enjoying this, and that no one else but the blonde would get this close, and this intimate with her. The television was forgotten and all the two women heard were their heavy breath and deep moans. Ashley began to move quicker pulling her body up and dropping it down with more force. Spencer's hand had begun to roam the brunette's body. Feeling how her muscles tensed and worked as the brunette rode her. The delicate fingers traced Ashley's thighs, her abs, her back. They trailed across the body and Spencer was entranced by how Ashley's body moved, she felt her thighs wet with the brunette's arousal. The musician gripped her lover's shoulders as she felt her orgasm building up. Spencer had begun to pulling Ashley's hips down with more force, Ashley cried out as she felt it hit her. Wave after wave, her fingers digging deep into the creamy skin of Spencer's shoulders. Giving a shudder Spencer had a small orgasm just simply watching the love of her life in the throes of passion.

Ashley exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holding. Still clutching onto Spencer she smiled down at her wife.

The phone rang interrupting their moment and they both groaned. Ashley growled, she twisted her body to reach for the phone and couldn't help but moan at the pleasure shooting through her body the toy was still buried in her.

"Hello?" She said gruffly into the phone. Expecting maybe Kyla.

"Put Spencer on." Ashley rolled her eyes, it was Spencer's asshole boss. The brunette and told the girl from Ohio she didn't have to work. Not when she was married to Ashley Davies. But Spencer had insisted on finding an independent career one she could achieve herself. It just so happened that even as a high executive in a big industrial company she still had to report to someone. A someone that happened to be a self-righteous asshole. He had never sexually harassed her, or said anything inappropriate about her sexuality, it may have been the only thing she liked about him. But good God that man was a pompous ass.

"Not until you say the magic word!" Ashley chimed back sarcastically.

But before he could reply she had rolled her eyes and passed the phone to Spencer.

"Hello?" Spencer's frowned when she realized who it was.

Ashley looked down. Damn it. She knew exactly what was to become of this conversation. Every time he calls she has to go to the office.

"Yes-Yes sir. Of course."

Ashley smiled mischievously.

"No sir, right away sir."

The brunette rolled her hips in a circle and Spencer had to keep herself from moaning into the phone. The blonde slapped her hand over her mouth her eyes rolling back.

"No I'm-I'm still here sir." Her voice shaking Spencer gave Ashley a warning look.

Leaning in the brunette allowed her tongue to trace at her love's neck. Sucking at the delicate skin she felt the blonde's free hand tighten on her skin. She kept it up until there was a very noticeable mark on her wife's neck.

Spencer's breath had increased and her eyes were glazed over with lust. If her boss was still talking the blonde was clearly not focused. A muffled yell on the phone caught both of their attentions.

"Yes sir I will be there soon. I'll see you at the office."

As soon as the phone clicked off the blonde held Ashley to her and rolled them onto the carpet in front of the television. Still inside the brunette Spencer smiled down at Ashley.

"My boss did not need to hear me sexing it up."

Ashley couldn't help but laugh. The sunlight fell in through their thin drapes and bathed the two lovers in it's beautiful glow. It was Spencer's turn to roll her hips, and Ashley's turn to moan. Reaching up to hold Spencer the brunette found her hands pinned at her sides. Spencer moved her hips just enough for Ashley to arch her back needingly. Her hands still pinned at her sides. Moving her hips frantically the brunette tried to move the toy inside her. Taking pity on the begging form in front of her Spencer began to move her hips. First the strokes her slow and long, satisfying the feeling Ashley needed, the friction that she wanted. But it wasn't enough now, she needed more.

"Oh fuck. Spence. Spence. Spence." Ashley muttered her name every time the toy penetrated her deeply.

Still holding down Ashley's hands Spencer saw what the brunette needed and started to move her hips faster. Pushing into the brunette harder. Wrapping her legs around her wife the musician's hips began to move against Spencer's.

"Ahh…"

Spencer knew Ashley was close. Slowing her strokes down Spencer pulled back and pushed harder. Making her movements slow and meaningful. A few pushes later the blonde reached down and began to frantically rub the brunette's clit. Ashley's hands balled up into fists her chest in the air once more. The brunette moaned harshly and hissed her climax hitting her. Her face frozen in pleasure. Releasing Ashley's arms Spencer's tired body rested on the brunette. Both lovers panting, they breathed into each other's skin for a few minutes. Both wanting to ignore the world outside.

"You have to go in don't you." Ashley asked comfortable with the weight of her lover on her enjoying the moment. They were touching, so connected and they didn't need sex to do so.

Spencer sighed, "Yeah, it has to do with one of my case files, the client said it was an emergency."

Ashley grumbled about something, but all Spencer could catch was, "probably just wants to watch you…"

Giggling the blonde lay her head down on the brunette's shoulders. They lay there for a few more minutes before both women knew the inevitable was coming. Ashley knew Spencer would go, the blonde prided herself in her work. She may be married to Ashley Davies, but damn it Spencer Carlin Davies had built her own career. Spencer herself wished she could ignore this call, but she knew eventually she would make herself go.

"Okay…" Spencer said like a disgruntled child. Steadying herself on two arms to gingerly pulled out of the brunette, who in return jolted from the feeling.

"I do have to go." She smiled sorrowfully down at her wife.

Ashley nodded understandingly, they had agreed a long time ago that they wouldn't allow each other to hold the other back. They wouldn't stand in each other's way of their full potential.

"I'll drive you." They smiled at each other sharing a deep kiss.

"I'm sure you will." She grinned sexily down at the other. "Come on now." They helped each other off the floor running up the stairs like foolish teenagers, tripping over each other's feet simply because they were soaking in how soft the hand of the other one was.

Ashley would always find Spencer attractive, in her swim suit, in her pajamas, in her workout clothes. But Good God Spencer Carlin Davies in her power suit was something to die for. Ashley being the owner of her record company didn't ever feel the need to dress professionally. Guys with hair like a lion's mane, and who may not have showered for days because they were too busy rocking out didn't really care what she wore. But Spencer having built her own career was not so, she wore black slacks with high heels, a button up shirt and a blazer over it. It sounds like a pretty simple wardrobe, but Spencer Carlin could have me on my knees wearing a trashbag. Ashley resisted the urge to slam Spencer into the wall and take her. After pulling her hair up in a bun they were off. Foolishly racing each other to the Porsche. Ashley being the poor loser she was refused to unlock the car until Spencer admitted defeat even though she had gotten to the car first. Speeding up Ashley kept her hand resting on the glove compartment where she and Spencer joined hands. The brunette could feel the blonde's thumb stroking the top of her hand lovingly. Stopping at the red light the brunette could feel Spencer's eyes on her face. She still blushed after years of marriage, she was still just as smitten as she was the day she met the blonde in the gym of King High School. Turning around Ashley looked into Spencer's radiant blue eyes. The sun hitting the golden locks making them shine.

"Have I ever told you that I'm the luckiest girl in the world?"

It was the blonde's turn to blush. They got to Spencer's office much too soon. But they shared a firm closed mouth kiss.

Spencer smiled a sweet smile back at Ashley before she walked towards the main doors, knowing very well that if she swayed her hips the right way, it would be another tease. Surely enough the brunette's eyes were much lower then they should have been. As soon as the blonde disappeared into the building Ashley smirked. Parking the car she walked towards the building. The janitor let her in and she was soon on an elevator towards Spencer's floor at the top.

Spencer stepped off the elevator and was greeted almost instantly by her boss.

"Spencer my office." He gruffly said before turning around and waddling into his office. Rolling her eyes and exhaling behind him she followed him.

The elevator door opened and Ashley peeked secretively into the office space, she saw her wife's empty office, and looked over to find Spencer sitting in her boss' office.

"Yes they were my case file sir, but I don't understand what you're trying to tell me." Spencer just wanted to go home. Some client had decided to start raining shit on her beautiful weekend. Ashley made a leap and rolled towards Spencer's office. She heard someone giggling and looked up to find Spencer's secretary looking down at her questionably.

"Hello Ashley."

"Hey Janine." Ashley blushed a little. Way to be stealth Ash, way to be stealth.

"What are you doing?" The secretary couldn't help but giggle as the brunette had soldier crawled her way across the office thinking no one saw her.

"Surprising Spence…do me favor and keep her busy for me will you?"

The other women nodded and knocked on the boss' door.

"Yes Janine?"

"Just a few message Ms. Spencer." Janine walked to the far right of the office so Spencer's eyes followed her. Taking this opportunity Ashley slipped inside Spencer's office and settled herself under the blonde's desk.

A few moments later the door to the glass room swung open.

Janine's voice rang out, "She said to leave them on her desk. She'll be coming in a few minutes Ash. I'm going to head out. See you later Ash."

"Thanks Janine! Have a good rest of the weekend!"

Oh how right you are Janine, Spencer will be coming. Very soon.

Ashley only had to wait a few more minutes before the door swung open again. The door closed and she heard Spencer's voice.

"…I'd like you see you take on this case. Damn it."

Ashley slipped out from under the desk and settled herself quietly on Spencer's office chair while the blonde was still turned.

"I can think of a few ways to relieve your stress." The brunette cheekily said.

The blonde spun around so quickly she almost lost her balance on those heels, her face clouded with shock and surprise.

Striding forwards Ashley grabbed Spencer's arm and her other hand holding the back of the blonde's head firmly she smashed their lips together. After have starved themselves of each other's touch it would never be enough. She would never get enough of Spencer's skin, the taste, the smoothness, the smell. The way her silky hair felt running between her fingers. The taste of Spencer's sweet lips moving against her own. She felt Spencer's body go rigid when the blonde realized they were still in her office. Feeling her wife's hands on her arms readying to push her away Ashley sighed. Surely enough the blonde started to push Ashley away. Leaning backwards the brunette looked at the blonde's radiant blue eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

Spencer meant to sound concerned, but she had trouble controlling her tone of voice when she realized she sounded happier than she should.

Smiling the musician's fingers moved down the blonde's body and unbuttoned Spencer's pants. Smiling mischievously at her wife. Sliding her hands into the blonde's pants Ashley grazed Spencer's sex lightly.

"You, I'm doing you here." She started sucking on the taller girl's pulse point. With Ashley's fingers still teasingly grazing her, and the other's girl's mouth on her neck, Spencer couldn't help but squirm and moan. The brunette pushed back against her wife, Spencer blindly walked backwards until the back of her knee hit her chair. Before she knew it, Spencer was sitting on her chair with no bottoms on and Ashley under her table kissing up her thighs. The quiet room was soon filled with heavy breathing. Unable to control her body any longer the blonde found herself spreading her legs for the brunette. Feeling Ashley's breath fell like a curtain on Spencer. The blonde's hands shot out and grabbed her arm rests tightly, her knuckles turning white, her head thrown back as she tried desperately to fight for control. Ashley took a tentative lick and felt her wife jolt and shiver. The door swung open and Spencer jerked her head up her legs clamping shut. Her boss stood in front of her.

"Carlin, do you have the new document for the client file?"

Spencer grabbed her desk as if she were doing something productive, she frowned.

"Uhm, Y-Yes sir."

Ashley pushed Spencer's legs apart again leaving small love bites up the blonde's thighs.

She could feel how the blonde tensed.

"Alright they discussed the new prospect of…"

Spencer tried so hard to listen, but all she could hear was the blood rushing in her ear, and the pounding of her heart. Ashley wasn't stopping, and she didn't want her to stop, but she most definitely didn't want her boss to see this. Ashley was inching her way. She knew what Spencer wanted, but she was building up to it. Taking her own damn sweet time and if it were up to Spencer she would have yelled in frustration by now.

"Carlin! You listening?"

Ashley sucked on Spencer's clit at the moment.

"YES!" Her boss frowned for a second, and continued talking.

Spencer's hands grasping desperately to her armrest, clenching her teeth. Finally having summoned the self control Spencer tried to close her legs. But Ashley had set up camp there, refusing to let the blonde stop. Ashley's breath was dangerously close to her clit and Spencer prayed to God the brunette wouldn't d-. Spencer'r body jerked violently and in her attempts to swallow her yelp as her wife teasingly nibbled her clit instead she creid out, "SHH-"

Noticing her boss' questioning features Spencer thought as quickly as she could. Oh she was going to kill Ashley when she got off.

"She…as in the client should really consider our new plan." Each word elevating in pitch.

And with that her boss continued his monologue Spencer's hands shot down, fuck it it's not like she's going to stop. I might as well enjoy this. Pulling Ashley's head forwards her thighs clamped down on Ashley's head letting the brunette know.

Ashley sucked at Spencer's clit while her fingers teased at Spencer's entrance.

"Do you think you can handle that?"

With her boss' attention directed on her Spencer opened her mouth to say, "Yes Sir." Ashley smiled deviously and plunged two fingers deep inside the blonde.

So instead she cried out, "YES!" Well…that's kind of the message I wanted to get across…

She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks, making her blush in embarrassment.

He seemed to question her for a moment before shaking it off and clearing his throat.

"Once you're briefed on the case file, write the plan of action. Leave on my desk before you leave."

Ashley had started a steady rhythm with her fingers so that all Spencer could do was hold back her orgasm and nod blindly at her boss.

Turning on his heels her opened the door and left.

As the door closed Ashley bit down on Spencer's clit and curled her fingers up.

Spencer threw her head back her voice caught in her throat, her silent cry of pleasure.

With that Spencer was slumped in her comfortable office chair with Ashley crawling out slyly from beneath her desk.

"You're going to kill me for that later aren't you?"

Ashley leaned over her panting wife. Spencer nodded. She was drained from all of that. Not everyone is exactly thrilled to have their boss watch them getting off.

"But you love me too much so maybe just punish me?" The brunette's voice dropped lower. Leaning in she left a sweet kiss on the blonde's lips.

Spencer could taste herself on the brunette's lips. Her mind flashing images of her "punishing" Ashley and she caught the moan in her throat before it reached the brunette's ears.

"Tell you what babe."

Ashley's voice was next by her ear the brunette's breath brushing against her neck.

"You finish up here. I'll be in the lobby when you're finished. Pick you up then love."

She leaned in and kissed her wife again, this time Spencer's mind was functioning enough to respond to the kiss. Standing up Ashley held Spencer's hand firmly in hers and kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you." She whispered sweetly.

And then she was gone.

Ashley walked out of the building heading back towards her car smiling to herself. Settling herself in the front seat she drove towards and area of the city that she and Spencer visited frequently. She had noticed Spencer eying a pair of sapphire earrings that were the same sparking blue as Spencer's eyes in the morning. Her wife thought the brunette hadn't caught her looking, so Ashley had let her blonde haired beauty indulge in her guilty pleasure. It didn't take her long to get the pair of earrings. Was she served immediately? Damn right she was, she owned the biggest recording studio in L.A. damn right they got to her first. Overpriced? Yes, but her wife was worth every penny and more. Stopping by at their favorite place to get smoothies, they had been customers ever since their high school days, that day they skipped classes and stopped by for smoothies before going to the beach. She bought herself a smoothie then Spencer's favorite. On the way to her car she stopped by Spencer's favorite sweet shop and picked up a box of the blondes' favorite chocolate. There were some days when Ashley wanted to do nothing but worship her wife. Today was one of them. Smiling at what was sitting in the passenger seat waiting for the blonde she drove back towards the office.

Spencer moved towards her boss' office. She had finished what he needed, luckily enough it was an easily solved problem.

"Here you go sir, you have a nice rest of the weekend." She could barely look him in the eye after the incident. Ducking her head down low she left his office and locked up hers. As soon as the elevator doors opened up she saw the brunette standing in the lobby as she promised. The brunette was standing alone in the lobby holding lilies and a smoothie. Spencer smiled to herself as she approached her wife. How anyone at King High School had not seen that Ashley Davies was a hopeless romantic she would never know.

"How is it that you can make me smile on days that are going horribly?"

"I got a knack for it?" The brunette replied cheekily handing over the gifts in her hands.

Leaning forwards Spencer captured the brunette's lips against hers in a loving kiss.

As they walked towards the car, their hands intertwined. Spencer stopped abruptly.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"If you think it's your favorite and that you love me even more, than yes!"

They got into the car and the brunette pulled out the earrings.

"For you."

Spencer sat stunned for a second or two.

"Oh my God Ash! How did you-Where-When?"

Instead of attempting to answer the questions Ashley kissed Spencer and drove home.