*Count Olaf's voice* Hello, hello, hello…
Welcome back, my beautiful ray of sunshine. It's been quite a while, hasn't it? Before you burn me at the stake, let me explain myself! I know it's been literally months since I've updated and why holds a few reasons actually. One of them being life getting in the way of me actually tackling it. My father has been deployed and it has taken me out of the mood to really update any of my stories. And on the other hand, I will not lie, I reeeeeally lost ambition to continue writing this fic. I don't know how but it came randomly one day and I just didn't feel like touching this story with a 10ft pole. And that's real out of character for me because I love this pairing and this story as much as you guys do! But, out of nowhere, I just caught a nasty little bug and that dirty little thing prevented me from doing anything with Different Gazes.
And it suuuuucked.
I don't want to go through that again. I miss you guys too much!
Sophie: *On if I identify with Spencer* I identify with both Aria and Spencer in different ways, actually. I identify with Aria in the artistic sense of things and with Spencer in the sarcasm/academic way of living. Although I'm not as strict as she is about academics, I'm on the same page scholarly. If you want to know who I am as a person, put all four girls in the show put together and you have me haha.
Anyways, I'm glad people still enjoy this fic. People still read this….r-right? Well, I hope they do because this chapter holds 11 thousand words.
Ahem…Now to the main show…
*Pulls out a megaphone*
THE FOLLOWING CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER IS RATED MFM FOR
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INTENSE! SMUT! AHEAD! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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CHAPTER #25: Sexual Dilation
Italics means thoughts, emphasized word or action. Bolded is a flashback. (….) is an indication that time has passed
In the middle of the night, the dorm belonging to Spencer and Aria stayed extremely still upon their entrance. With all the lights off and candles extinguished, there showed no sign of life of the girls anywhere. From the kitchen to the living room and even the bathroom, the dorm was deemed spotless from Spencer's tedious cleaning hours prior was she had the place to herself. As a visitor stopping by for a brief stay, you would say their dorm smelled of fresh linen in a beach house on a warm, breezy summer day.
Spencer thanks you for that.
Moving farther down the dorm, passing the dark and empty living space, approaching the hallways, the sound of faint, rhythmic thumping along with soft vocals begins to become apparent with every step taken in the direction of Aria's room.
The pressure of both bodies in action causes the bed-frame to push against the headboard, creating knocking sounds against the wall as both Aria and Spencer pant out, their bodies glistening lightly in sweat. Spencer positions herself above the brunette with her forearms pressed into the mattress as she gyrates her hips against the smaller brunette's at a smooth yet calculated pace. Aria's hands glide up and down Spencer's arms, softly moaning, as she throws her head back onto the bed while Spencer slowly goes in and out of her. She spreads her legs widely and wraps them tightly around Spencer's waist locking her in her hold. Spencer leans forward and kisses down on Aria's strained and stretched out neck. The concentration Spencer directed on one specific spot, sucking vigorously on Aria's skin caused Aria to whimper out and graze her nails into Spencer's scalp, combing through her rich brown hair. Deep into the night they lay as Spencer took control, Spencer knew that she would be put in some kind of position of dominance but it was Aria who surprised her with the exact stance of power early on in their nightfall.
Aria forcefully lowered Spencer's head into her hands and lovingly kissed her. It was deep and tender with her tongue lightly tracing over her lips, occasionally finding its way inside her mouth. From the moment Spencer barged through the front door to where she was at that very moment, not much has changed except the fact that her presentable, Hastings-like attire was practically ripped open maniacally for Aria's prying fingers to creep over. Her hand slid up her warmed body towards her breast where her fingers very lightly caressed the available skin showed, not covered by Spencer's bra, skimming it with her nails, sending mild shivers through the taller brunette's body. Spencer felt Aria's hand move from her chest and snake down her chest through her open blouse. She spent a few seconds tracing the outline of her navel while they kissed and then, painfully slowly, she felt her hand slipping beneath the elastic of her pants. Her fingers teased her there for a bit, not moving any farther to exploring the area that was so close, where she so desperately needed to be touched. Aria enjoyed this gentle teasing, but eventually Spencer couldn't stand it any longer.
"You just can't stop fucking around, can you?" the brunette groaned onto Aria's lips, sharply with a great deal of impatience.
Trailing her eyes downwards, Aria giggled and gripped the waistband of Spencer's pants, tugging on them enticingly as she bit on her bottom lip, "I actually want us to try something…"
"Try what?" Spencer breathed out as she started to feel a bit light headed from the rush she was getting. Aria took her time and looked at Spencer up and down before she grabbed her hand, leading her to her room. Spencer's eyes narrowed with immense apprehension as she let Aria lead her, wondering what Aria could possibly be wanting to show her. Whatever it is, she hopes it's worth it because this game Aria has started has been desiring her to do some unpleasant things ever since she's been sitting inside her seat at her meeting. Pulling her into her room before she went to go and dig deep within her closet, Aria craftily pulls out a package that immediately yanks Spencer out of her lust haze and snaps her into a warped reality of disarray.
"W-wh-wha?" Spencer has a hard time gulping down her words with her incredibly dry throat as her wide eyes are glued onto the figurine in Aria's hands, "Where the hell did you get that from, Aria?"
"Alex and I brought it." Aria pouts her lips out indifferently as she looks over at the product with a casual shrug, dismissing Spencer's drastic reaction. "It's of multi wonder. While the receiver receives, the giver also receives as well. It's a win-win for all."
"Wait-I'm still on the fact that you and Alex went out and brought this?! When did you guys leave-have time to buy that?"
"We brought it a few days ago."
"Aria…"
Continually ignoring her, Aria alluringly sways slowly towards Spencer in her undid clothing, staring at her with low eyes, "And I want you to use this…" she bypasses her frontal view and stops behind her, dropping her vocals to a mere whisper as she raised her free hand to coast against Spencer's back, "…on me."
Spencer haltingly turns her head to the side to peek at Aria from the corner of her eyes, just to catch a glimpse of the brunette silently giggling to herself before her facial expression changes into faked worry.
"Unless, you know, you can't." Aria mocks as she starts her drawn-out pace around Spencer, exaggerating her words, "And that's fine if you can't. Not everyone is coordinated and has the skill set to be able to work this. It's nice, though, to know you're one of those people who can't. I would have neeeever guessed it because you're the Almighty Spencer Hastings," Aria dramatically air quotes as she continues to walks circles around Spencer with the boxed toy in her hand, "Who can do everything and would let no obstacle get in her way but to know that she's one of those who can't perform when needed? Damn, that's pretty sad-"
Spencer snatches the product out of Aria's hand with one hand and grabs her wrist with her other in one fluid motion, pulling her into her. Blindsiding her with the swift movements so quickly, all Aria was able to do was to stare into Spencer's penetrative brown eyes, not uttering a word.
"Shut up." Spencer growls out with a snarl, gripping Aria's wrist firmly as holds her fixed glare on her, "Get me a full glass of water with ice and I want your ass back here on that bed and I'll show you who the Almighty Spencer Hastings is."
Aria clenches her jaw as her eyes are locked, gazing into Spencer's. Her words seeped into her skin, causing goosebumps to arise from the amount of control Spencer had in her voice and how gravelly it became with her demanded orders. With a single head nod, Aria pulled her hand out of Spencer's hold. She could feel her heart beginning to gradually pound against her skin with every second that went by as they both stood in the middle of Aria's room, staring deeply at each other in the dead silence of their dorm.
Just as she had hoped, her plan has worked.
As Spencer's mouth moves down from her neck and starts to work onto her chest, Aria could feel Spencer's tongue and lips trace her areola for a moment until she latches onto her nipple. She lets out a small sigh as Spencer pinches it slightly between her lips, feeling it pucker up to her touch. Aria's hands feel for her back, exploring her body as she purposefully leaves a trail of her voyaging with a graze of her nails. With all the exertion put into their current nightly activity, Spencer's breathing was ragged, matching Aria's below her, lifting her pelvis as she comes down. Just as Aria began to close her eyes and allow the sensation within her body to build, Spencer growls to herself and seizes one of Aria's leg wrapped around her, leaning it forward to gain an angle for a faster pace she pushed herself into. The blunt change of stride caused Aria to gasp out with the quick flutter of her eyes opening, holding tightly onto Spencer's sides as she bounces to Spencer's picked up rhythm.
In such a horny daze, Spencer stares down at Aria trying to keep up, gazing back up at her with her soft hazel eyes and mouth that fell open. She laid beneath her looking obscenely sexy through their locked eyes and it just seemed to fuel Spencer even more. Between the exchange of panting breaths, the deep down, brimming fullness, and the vehement sensation pulsing through her that's building quicker than before, Aria feels herself developing into yet another climax. Spencer scooted closer to Aria, trying to get as deep as she could go. Pumping her hips in and out, the thumbing of the bed was accompanied by loud smacking sounds echoing across the room and possibly all throughout their silent dorm.
"Yes…yes, oh my god. Yes, Spencer," Aria whined out in passion with each thrust given to her. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop."
Quieting her whimpering, Spencer bends down and places a kiss on her soft lips, making Aria immediately hold her face in both her hands while Spencer continued driving into her. A few struggled moans escaped Aria's mouth as Spencer's hands slide to the back of Aria's neck, cradling her. Their tongues swirl around each other's, getting them to both quietly moan out, rendering Spencer to work into Aria harder.
"Shit…" Spencer hisses out sharply as she adverts her attention downwards, observing her motions of the mock flesh slipping in and out of while Aria continues to stare at her, holding her securely in her grasp. At that moment, the stirring in her stomach began reaching its peak and Aria knew at the rate Spencer was going, it was probably only 10-15 more seconds before she would reach her climax.
"Spencer, I'm…I'm…" Aria tries to speak, tries to convey her approach but is so warped up in the kicked up, persistent tempo that her thoughts were jumbled with each thrust. Spencer glances back up at Aria in time to see her eyes flicker close, tipping her head back as she trails off in her words. The room becomes quiet again with just the sounds of their sex as Spencer gazes down at Aria in her last moments of restraint. As she readjusts her grip on the back of her neck, waiting for that moment, long seconds pass before Aria exhales out a sharp gasp from the beginning wave of the overwhelming sensation boiling over. Jerking her head forward so that their foreheads touch, Aria's jaw strained tightly as she stared intensely into Spencer's brown eyes, both bouncing in unison to Spencer's movements. Her lips begins to move, whispering inaudible words as a cleft formed between her eyebrows, pinched in concentration as her thumb caressed Spencer's cheek.
"….Oh God!" Aria cries out as she slams her eyes shut, leaning a head back. "Fuck!"
As Aria experiences her orgasm, still holding Spencer tightly in her hands, Spencer gradually brings down her speed to a slow stroke to help the smaller brunette ride out her climax. She feels Aria's legs become limp around her along with her breathing that was hard and uneven as she leisurely rotates her hips against her. Unlike the sounds from 20 seconds ago, the room became completely silent with just their panting as the source of noise. After a few seconds, Spencer stops moving and watches Aria let out a long sigh before she opens up her eyes lazily to look at the girl hoovering above her.
"…..Who the hell are you and what did you do to Spencer?" Aria rasps out with her chest still heaving up and down. Spencer lets out a small chuckle and readies herself, slowly pulls the strap out of Aria, before she hops out of the bed, stretching out her legs that she's been putting pressure on for a long amount of time.
"Who the hell am I?" Spencer begins her response as she unties the fastening band around her hips, "I am the great, the magnificent, the almighty Spencer Hastings." she replies back with a smug and victorious grin as she unhooks the harness and lets Aria's adventurous toy fall to the floor. Spencer walks over towards Aria's dresser, grabs her empty glass, and heads towards the door in route to the kitchen, "You should be honored." she calls over her shoulder as she leaves. Aria shakes her head and runs her hand through her hair, letting out another deep breath as she tries to get an understanding of what just happened. Looking over at her nightstand, Aria throws out an arm to grab her phone to see exactly what time it was and how much sleep she had until she had to start her day early in the morning.
2:38am.
"2:38?" Aria questions to herself in a bit of surprise at how late it was. It was known how late Spencer came back from her meeting but for a little over two hours? To Aria, she would have only guessed little more than half an hour had passed, maybe an hour tops, but two? This she couldn't believe.
"You might want to consider taking a shower." Spencer fluffs her hair to the side as she stands in the doorway, naked, taking a drink from her glass of water, "You're all….wet and sticky….and wet. You're gonna have to change your sheets too while you're at it…and also clean that thing." Spencer points to the floor with an exaggerated grimace.
Aria groans as rolls to the side, finding covers to shield her body, "I'm too tired to move, let me recover in peace."
"Nope." Spencer takes an ice cube into her mouth as she walks back into Aria's room, setting the glass back down on the dresser, "I know you. Recovery for you means sleep. Come on." she rips the covers off Aria's body, exposing her small figure before she had the time to react. As one arm hooked underneath Aria's knees while the wrapped around her back, Spencer swiftly lifts Aria off her bed with little effort, "I scrubbed that bathroom on my hands and knees to the point you can eat off the toilet seat. We're taking this damn shower, we're going to change those damn sheets, then we're going to eat some damn food, then we're going to fucking sleep, mmkay?"
….
Getting herself accustomed into the ways of the Penn's GPA, Spencer begins gaining invitations to the club's exclusives events and gatherings that are hosted amongst the formal occasions to the more casual and laid back ones. Bringing Aria as her plus one, days later after their late night, Spencer and Aria clean up nice for a semi-formal "connections" party and head out to show face and make a good impression on Spencer's behalf. At this particular assembly, you have all kinds of people ranging from undergraduate students to PH.D majors from different career fields under one roof with food and drinks, chatting and getting to know one another to make connections for the future. Exclusive to members and their one other invitee, not just anyone can join in on this elite opportunity. As the chatter of the people carried on through the day's evening, Aria tried to stay close to Spencer, not really wanting to venture off in a sea of unknown faces with the brunette seemingly being life of every conversation she found herself in.
"Yes, she's great. You should meet her-" Spencer turns around, searching her eyes through the crowd of people behind her to see Aria making small talk to someone that she probably didn't know but got rounded into a conversation with.
"Aria?"
The smaller brunette hears Spencer's call and pardon's herself from the stranger and walks towards her small circle as Spencer outstretches her arm out with a warm smile, ready to introduce Aria to yet another gathering of her associates. "Aria, this is Ethan Bullard," she politely points to a young, slim male hiding behind glasses, a glass of lemonade and casual button-up and slacks, "He's a freelance artist who had his work featured in several exhibitions over at Philadelphia's art museum. Ethan, this is Aria Montgomery also known as one of the most talented, artistic people I know." Spencer snugs Aria in close to her with a sense of pride as she shows Aria off, causing the smaller brunette to cower her head and blush, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear as she smiles down at the ground.
"If you have Spencer Hastings talking about you more than she does herself, she's either planning a sabotage or you really must be something magical." a low, cocky voice sounds off to the side, belonging to an incoming male undergraduate student walking in to join Spencer and Aria's little circle, swirling a glass of his own in his hand.
Spencer sighs with a cordial smile as she nods, acknowledging the fellow's presence, "Aria, this is Carson Wyatt. He's a hopeless son of a bitch that I went to high school with back home." she flashes him a haughty smile that Carson returns right back before he puts all his attention onto Aria who is gawking up at Spencer with her mouth left open, gasping out a surprised laugh.
"Hello, Carson." Aria smiles, laying her eyes on the nicely dressed boy as she reaches out for a handshake, "Nice to meet you."
He grasps her small hands and shakes it lightly, maintaining eye contact with her with a charm of a smile to follow. "The pleasure is mine, Ms. Montgomery."
"So you do literature, photography and divulge into the arts, Spencer tells me." Ethan forces a cough as he makes his way back into the conversation before he is shunned out. Prior to Aria being introduced, Ethan was telling Spencer about his work and what he does for a living to which prompted Spencer the opportunity to slide Aria in and big her up. From the choices of words Spencer chose to use to describe Aria and her talents, it definitely caught Ethan's attention and wanted to know more about what the brunette did.
"Well, I dabble here and there." Aria nods as she taps the side of her glass with the tips of her fingers, slowly becoming anxious as she becomes the center of attention with all eyes on her.
Spencer scoffs with a blatant head shake, tossing back a gulp of water from her water bottle, "She's brilliant. Her writing is of classical poets and her photos speak over 1,000 words. She's just too humble to say otherwise." Aria feels the heat rise to her cheeks once again as she lets out a small giggle. She glances up at Spencer and gains a wink from the taller brunette as she takes another hit from her bottle. Aria is used to having to talk and present herself but the territory of having someone brag about her is still oddly new and is taking her a bit of time to adjust to it. Especially since she's a guest at Spencer's function, she definitely didn't expect for Spencer to switch and put her in the spotlight so much.
"Well color me interested." Ethan speaks up with noticeable curiosity in his eyes as he crossed his arms, "I would love to see your work one day. If you don't mind, of course."
"Ah! Ms. Hastings!" an older male calls out to Spencer, excusing himself from the circle he once stood in. Spencer turns with a smile to the unknown man and Dr. Addison, pretending to already know who he was, secretly waiting for him to introduce himself just in case they never met before. The man in his mid-forties extends his hand out for a handshake while cradling a glass of wine in the other, "Dr. Lapper, I teach several courses over at Penn Law." he shakes the brunette's hand firmly as she smiles at him with a bright and inviting grin, leaving Aria to socialize alone with Ethan and Carson, "I've heard many things from Dr. Addison. Quite an extraordinary young woman you are."
"Aw, well, thank you for your kind words, Dr. Lapper." Spencer tilts her head kindly at professor before her eyes find the familiar woman he advanced with, bowing her head at her additionally, "Margaret, it's nice to see you this evening."
"You too as well, Spencer." the older woman smiled, resting a hand on the man's shoulder, "I was just explaining to Dr. Lapper of all of your recent achievements as of lately. How you made the lacrosse team, the Dean's list, and how you still created time to be a big contribution to our association in the midst of everything." Nodding his head impressed, Dr. Addison turned to Dr. Lapper with an amused giggle, "I don't know how she does it! It's like she's Wonder Woman."
The two adults standing-by indulge in a small round of laughter as Spencer nods her head with a tiny chuckle of her own, "Well, this Diana has found her superpowers to make her workload of things a little bit bearable this time around…" the brunette remarks as she rings the body of water bottle in her hands. She feels herself clenching her jaw as her eyes discreetly drift out to the corners where she sees Aria laughing among the company of Carson and Ethan.
"What's your secret?" Dr. Lapper's voice cuts in, getting Spencer's attention again, "Maybe we can sell it and make a fortune."
Changing into a poised and authoritative standing position, Spencer grips her bottle tightly in one hand while the other slides into the pocket of her fitted, black slacks, "Well…It wouldn't be a secret if I spill, wouldn't it?"
"Smart woman." Dr. Lapper commends Spencer's decision with a flicked eyebrow raise and a side smile.
"I hear that you brought a guest, Spencer. Are they around so we can meet them?" Dr. Addison looks around the open space filled with chattering people only for Spencer to jump up at the questioning.
"Uhm, yes. Excuse me one moment." the brunette pardons herself and steps off to the side to join Aria's circle to grab her for a quick second. "Aria, can I borrow you, please?" she whispers into her ear, initially surprising the smaller brunette from behind. Aria nods her head and mouths her excuses to her male-counterparts before she allowed Spencer's hand on her lower back lead her in the direction to the awaiting older professors that were interested in meeting her.
"Dr. Lapper and Dr. Addison, this is my plus one guest, Ms. Aria Montgomery." Spencer proudly smiles as she looks down at Aria, showcasing her once again.
"Hello, Ms. Montgomery." the older male extends his free hand out first, "Dr. Lapper from Penn Law."
Aria politely smiles as she firmly shook the gentleman's hand, "Pleasure to meet you, Dr. Lapper."
"Ms. Montgomery…Don't think I've seen you around campus before…" Dr. Addison squints her eyes as she raises a finger to her face, tapping lightly on her cheek as she examines Aria in front of her.
"Oh, I'm more in the English and Arts department." Aria shakes her head with a smile, "I'm majoring in English."
"Creativity." Dr. Addison gushes with her brows raising up her forehead as she tilts her face towards her shoulder, "Interesting if I must say."
"She is quite the fascination, I can concur." Spencer murmurs as she subtly rubs the small of Aria's back in her form-fitting black dress, causing Aria to indirectly to bite the inside of her bottom lip while keeping a straight face, making sure to not visibly gain any attention from the adults in front of them.
"So, what is your relation to your guest, Ms. Montgomery, that you've never introduced me to, Spencer?" Dr. Addison questions with small smile of her own, a smile that instantly causes Aria to let out a forced smile and glance up at Spencer whose eyes widen and hands slowly remove from Aria's back.
"Oh, she's…" Spencer clears her throat and looks down at Aria before she goes back to Dr. Addison who stands expecting an answer, "Aria is a-she's my…a colleague. Of mine." Spencer spits out with a nervous laugh, peeking back down at Aria, afraid that everyone could see right through her façade, "She's actually my best friend."
"Yes…" Aria slowly nods her head as she up kept her smile to the unsuspecting older man and woman, hearing Spencer fidget around with her water bottle besides her. "We met through various circumstances throughout living here on campus earlier this year but didn't become the best of friends until recent months. Since then, we have gotten really close." Aria smile kicks up with a hint of scheming behind of her eyes that Spencer couldn't catch onto.
"Well that's marvelous! Friendships made at this time in life often are held for a lifetime. Hopefully you girls can maintain it." Dr. Lapper praises unknowingly to Aria's double meaning as he raises his glass of wine up to his lips for a quick sip, "We won't hold you ladies up anymore. Go ahead and mingle to your heart's content! Spencer." he nods his head in her direction before changing towards Aria's, "Aria. Beautiful meeting you too."
"Nice meeting you too, Dr. Lapper."
"See you around, Dr. Lapper." both girls harmonize at the same time as both professors walk off, leaving the brunettes by themselves for the first time in a while since they've arrived at this function. Spencer takes a deep breath before she turns her body to face Aria, silent before allowing any words to leave her mouth. Without any chance to even formulate a thought, Aria glances at Spencer up and down with a chuckle and saunters off, leaving Spencer by herself as she heads towards the empty table of drinks and assorted finger food.
"Hey, Hey." Spencer called out as she walked after Aria, not trying to attract attention from the other event-goers, "Wait up." Practically fast pacing after the brunette, Spencer reaches Aria at the table with a worried look on her face, afraid that she had done something wrong to her with that greeting that she had just put her through.
"Aria…" Spencer whispered with a groan as she watched Aria ignore her and proceed to pour herself refreshing glass of lemonade, "Aria, look…I hope you're not mad about me calling you a colleague, it's just that I'm…I thought we decided that we're-"
"Are you're intentions this evening to turn me on at this party of yours, Ms. Hastings?" Aria turns to Spencer with a low and sulky voice as raises her glass to her lips, catching Spencer off guard with the intense eye contact coming from her side. After a few quick seconds, a confused yet accepting smile slides across Spencer face as she decides to entertain Aria's question. She would rather her feel frisky than to be upset about being downgraded from girlfriend to best friend in a public setting.
"Now, why would you think that, Ms. Montgomery?"
"Because it's pretty evident that you are." Aria rests her arms on her chest, drink still in hand as she surveys the crowd, "Ever since we came here, you've been full force with the subtle touches, the double meanings, the eye-fucking-"
Spencer scoffs with a laugh, entertained as she reaches for a bacon-wrapped potato bites served on a pick, complimentary of the hosts, "I am not eye-fucking you."
Aria side-glances Spencer with a raised eyebrow, "I know eye-fucking when I see it. I know when you're beginning to become lustful." she turns around to face the table housing the drinks and hors d'oeuvres that they both stood in front of by themselves, keeping their conversation low and discreet for only them two to understand, "It swirls in those sinful brown eyes of yours."
Spencer causally dismisses the allegations against her with a small head shake as she glides her snack across her spicy sour cream dipping sauce, keeping her eyes to herself, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Aria pouts, nodding her head as she sees the game they were about to play. "Honestly…If there weren't people here…..I'd fuck you." Aria continues with their casual talking, reaching over to grab herself a tiny plate of Parmesan bread bites with her voice being as serious as could be with lack of emotion behind it, "Right here. Probably on this table."
Being caught off-guard by yet another blindside of a blunt remark from the smaller brunette, Spencer's eyes widen with the pacing of her chewing slowing down drastically, "God, woman." she coughs out, reaching for her drink to wash down her food and, hopefully, her dirty thoughts beginning to form in her mind.
The brunette shrugs with an uncertain pout of her lips before she takes a bite of her bread, "I've just been so horny lately and I really don't know why."
"I could tell."
"Like you haven't."
"Unlike you, I know how to control myself in a public setting."
"Please." Aria rolls her eyes at Spencer with pure skepticism and doubt, checking her up and down with almost a hint of a mocking laugh, "Don't act like it wouldn't take me seconds to make you come undone right where you stand."
Spencer cocks her head to the side as she throws away her plate and empty water bottle in the trash bin at the end of the table, "I'm saying nothing." she comments as she swipes another water bottle off the table as she walks away, causing Aria to follow right next to her.
"This is all your fault, though." she continues as they walk towards the inner part of the room again, keeping light smiles at everyone who looks at them through their whispered conversation.
"My fault? How is it my fault?" Spencer questions through her forced smile as she gives a wave to a fellow board member passing by.
"I told you that you were going to turn me into a sex addict." Aria leans into Spencer as she follows the taller brunette's path, lowering her voice from possible lurking ears, "Now look at where we are."
"Welp, sounds like a personal problem." Spencer leads Aria to the other side of the large and crowded room, finding a corner more secluded so that they can talk and not risk someone accidentally walking into their conversation of such inappropriate behavior. "I can't help that the Almighty Spencer Hastings delivers so well." Spencer boasts out proudly as she places her back against the wall so she can see her entire surrounding, scanning for anyone coming her way as Aria stands in front of her.
"Eh." she shrugs indifferently.
Spencer squints her eyes in confusion of Aria's response, "Eh? What do you mean eh?"
"Eh as in eh. Your last performance was…." Aria bounces her head from side to side as she does a subtle look to see who was around her, "good."
Spencer leans back surprised as her eyes narrow even more at the smaller brunette, astounded that her rating was placed at an average level. "Good?"
"Like an 8 out of 10. It could have been better."
"Well geez. I wonder what stopped the usual 10 out of 10's. Maybe if someone didn't hit me with a….foreign object, I wouldn't have been an 8 out of 10." Spencer mocks with a roll of her eyes, causing Aria to prevent herself from laughing at her reaction to her scoring, "I'm sorry that I didn't magically transform into a James Deen right away." the brunette raises her hands in defenses but then changes up just as quickly, "You know what, screw your 8. I caught a serious leg cramp because of you."
The struggling laugh turns into a smile as Aria lightens up at the mini ranting Spencer purged herself of. Unable to have almost zero PDA-like touching in front of everyone, Aria steps in closer to Spencer with her voice hushed and eyes locked, "But you know what I did like? That powerhouse of an ending we had. Now that was a 10 out of 10, I would definitely recommend again."
"Well I'm glad that someone did." Spencer's eyes drift away from Aria's now penetrating gaze for a brief moment, tapping lightly yet rhythmically on her bottle before she finds them again.
"Maybe…" Aria dangerously looks down at Spencer's clothing with a slight bite of her bottom lip, holding her arms behind her as she sways a bit, "We can go for round two tonight? Except what you did in the last minute or so….make that the standard for this time." Spencer lowers her head, raising her eyebrows all the way up her forehead in astonishment of her words as she maintains the daring and lustful eye contact held by Aria in front of her, shielded away from everyone else's view. "I need some…passionate aggression, if you know what I mean. See it as an outlet for you." she bargains with a sweet smile laced with sly undertones, "All of the hardworking and stress you've been under needs some kind of release, right?"
Spencer lets out a chuckle, dropping her eyes to the ground with her tongue pressed against the inside of her cheek, "Aria, Aria, Aria…." she sings with her head shakes.
"Spencer, Spencer, Spencer…" Aria responds back with a smooth, honeyed singing of her own, pushing the temptation onto Spencer with only her eyes and the play of her smile the only form contact she was able to make. Staring at each other for a second too long, easily about to lose herself in means of forgetting where she was, Spencer breaks from Aria's Medusa-like gaze and sucks in a great deal of air, pulling her phone out of her pants' pocket.
"How about I get back to you on that after this phone call I have to make." Spencer offers a polite smile as she shakes the phone in front of her.
"You're blowing me off for a phone call?" Aria eyes her phone suspiciously, crossing her arms unhappily. After all the work she just put in, for Spencer to decide to make a phone call now kind of ticked her and her rising libido off.
"No, I just need to call in with some of the board members, check in with a few things before we leave here." Spencer defends herself as she opens her phone and goes to her contact list, scrolling for a specific name before finding it, and pressing call, wasting absolutely no time, "Just be a good little girl and continue talking to people, exchange information, gain connections. This is your opportunity to rub shoulders with people to help get you to where you need to go." With the phone at her ear and Aria still standing in front of her with her eyes narrows, unmoving, Spencer gently pushes Aria away from her, "Go." she urges, "Hurry up before we get out of here." Aria mopes a pouty, reluctant face as she slowly slinks away towards the buzzing crowd of opportunities. Watching Aria walk away, the phone connects on the other line of her call.
"Hey, it's Spencer….Are you available for a moment?"
….
"Cake or pie?"
"Pie. Definitely pie."
"Nope. Cake."
"Oh, now we're gonna fight." Aria clings onto Spencer's arm as they walk out onto the warm, still night of their campus, finally leaving Spencer's gathering after having their last conversations with people and saying their goodbyes. "Why would you ever choose cake over pie?"
"Why would you choose pie over cake?!" Spencer shoots back, gripping her water bottle as she extends her arms out in front of her with the lift of her shoulders, walking under the campus's streetlights lighting their path back to their college house about 10 minutes away.
"When you see the American dream with the cooking mom, what is she always baking? A pie. What is always on the window-stills, hot and fresh and still steaming? A pie! You'll never see a cake!" Aria defensively guards her choice with her cold, proven facts, talking with one hand as she nuzzles onto Spencer with the grasp of the other.
"When you go to a wedding, the most important day of your life, do you see the couple cutting into a wedding pie?" Spencer retorts on beat at the end of Aria's sentence, causing Aria to giggle at Spencer's quick comeback delivery, "That would be the most fucking depressing wedding you'd ever see the day that shit happens."
"HASTINGS!"
The loud call-out causes both girls to spin around to see to who that voice belonged to. A guy dressed in a black Penn sweatshirt with black jeans stands a ways away from the duo as he waves Spencer over to him. Not recognizing the male from the event they just attended, Aria opens her mouth to ask who he was but Spencer beats her to the punch.
"Wait here, I'll be right back." Spencer pries away from Aria's hold, ready to head over to the unknown guy.
"Where are you going?"
"It's just have to go over something really quick for boards. He's going out of town for the weekend and I have to verify this information before he leaves. Give me two, three minutes tops." Without any other second being wasted, Spencer takes off and leaves Aria, almost jogging towards the guy who patiently waited for Spencer's arrival. Aria suspiciously watches him, trying to do a quick match-up to see if she's ever seen this guy before. Unfortunately, she draws a blank in a university that holds thousands of students with his face blending in with a sea of other guys who looked similar to him. Checking around her environment, seeing that its night and she's technically by herself in one idle spot, Aria keeps her eyes on Spencer and the boy until another voice comes up from behind and startles her.
"Woah. Didn't mean to scare you." Carson Wyatt laughs as he approaches a now slightly jittery Aria, "What are you doing here all alone on a night like this?"
"I'm waiting for someone." Aria rubs her arms awkwardly, trying to be polite but not really in the mood for another conversation, "Spencer. I'm waiting on Spencer."
"Oh, you guys are roommates, right?" Carson recalls, gaining a head nod from Aria, "Well, I don't know if I would be able to see you again since we're on two different sides of campus but I want to take the opportunity now to tell you that I enjoyed talking to you." he flashes a soft smile at Aria, "I find you to be a very stimulating person."
Within Aria's head, she immediately caught onto Carson's words. She knew that he was attempting to talk to her in means of getting to know her better since, after all, she is "single". Because her and Spencer are not publicly a thing, all Aria could do is politely play along, finding some way to reject him in the meantime. "Thank you, Carson. That's really nice of you to say."
"You know, if you ever need anything, whether it's help or just something to talk to, you can call me." Carson places his hand inside of his black suit jacket and pulls out a small folded piece of paper from his pocket, handing it to Aria who slowly takes it from his hand. "Maybe we can go on a breakfast run one of these days."
Opening up the paper, Aria sees that he had written down his name and number for her to contact him. She looks back up and forces a strained smile, still trying to be cordial, "Uhm, yeah. Sure, maybe."
"Also, I wanted to say this earlier but you look gorgeous in that dress. It really suits you, perfectly. Just overall gorgeous."
Thanks, I wore this dress for Spencer, actually. Not for guys like you.
"Thank you. It's my first time at these kind of events and I just wanted to make a good impression."
"Well, consider an impression made." Carson's eyes glance over Aria's body, taking in her form inside the dress. Aria begins feeling uncomfortable and takes a look around, turning specifically to see what Spencer is up to and if she was done or not. Carson picks up on her sights and decides to comment on it rather than ending the conversation with a goodbye and leaving.
"Looks like Spencer is taking a while, huh?"
"It's a business thing, so you know..." Aria gives him a closed-mouth smile that only lasts for a second, adjusting her posture as she let her eyes wonder around other places.
"Well, I can take you to your dorm, if you want." Carson smiles, sliding both hands inside his pants' pockets as he turns his body slightly towards the path Aria was walking, in the direction of her college house.
Aria's niceness fades as she cocks her head to the side, arching an eyebrow at the bold gentleman that stood in front of her, "Excuse me?"
"It's pretty late and I wouldn't want you standing out here by yourself while you wait for her." Carson nonchalantly responds back, not catching onto Aria's narrowed eyes in disapproval, "You know what they say…the freaks come out at night."
Aria side-eyes Carson up and down before she shook her head, reminding herself to stay polite and friendly. He is in relation to Spencer and she wouldn't want to tell him off if it could backfire in anyway, "No, don't worry, I can handle myself. I'm not leaving without her." Carson goes to reply when a voice approaching cuts him off before he had the opportunity to come up with a sentence.
"Nice to see you still slithering around, Wyatt." Spencer shakes her head with a smug smile as Aria lets out a subtle sigh of relief, glad that Spencer was able to swoop in and save her.
Carson drops his head with a smile of his own, surrendering both hands before he looks back up at Spencer, "Just trying to be friendly, that's all."
"Yeah, she's not interested." the brunette interlocks her arm with Aria's, walking her straight ahead down the path they were going before they were interrupted, "Sorry." Spencer grins as they bypass the student before she reaches out and dusts off his shoulder with fake admiration, "Nice suit, I must add. Makes you look sharp."
Carson lets out a chuckle as he watches the duo walk away from him, running his hand through his dark brown hair cockily, "Gotta look nice while you're dominating the competition, I can see why you're impressed."
"Whatever you gotta tell yourself in the mirror, Wyatt!" Spencer calls over her shoulder, making Aria lean into her in a small giggle as they head to their dorm.
…
Spencer's hands pinned Aria's to the wall, her body immobilizing her from moving. She was all hard tension and Aria could feel this raw strength being utilized that she didn't recognize: Jaw clenched, her gaze dark with her eyes low and fixed. Almost too fixed. Before she could speak, Spencer's lips crashed down on hers, fastening whatever she was going to say. Spencer took both of Aria's hands in her one palm and held them high above her head, the position arching her back and bringing her to her toes as Spencer's lips and tongue invaded hers ruthlessly. She made a helpless sound that the taller brunette heard and ignored, even when she tore her mouth away from her panting.
"Spencer…" she whispered breathlessly, a little surprised but also very aroused. She had wanted to push her, wanted her to lose her control. Well, there was the lack of control she wanted and may have asked for more than she was bargained for as Spencer feels her inhibitions leaving her with every second passing by. Her answer was grabbing Aria's chin in her other hand and bringing her face back to her's.
"Shhh…" she gently righted her, pushing her body closer to her against their hallway wall. As she held Aria still, she could feel her body begin to buzz gently all over in this euphoric haze from the tips of her fingers down to the heels of her feet. Her mind goes back to the evening event they just returned from and how Aria claimed that wanted "passionate aggression." Her silky voice replays in her head over and over as she stares at the brunette in front of her, waiting for Spencer to make her next move.
"See it as an outlet for you."
"All of the hardworking and stress you've been under needs some kind of release, right?"
If it was aggression she wanted, then it was Spencer's job to show her that she was the one in control; at least in the bedroom for tonight. She wanted complete dominance over her desires no matter how gentle, no matter how dark.
"Look at me." Spencer commanded after she noticed that Aria has been staring at her lips the entire time. With a lift of her chin, their gaze met. "Unbuckle my belt."
Slowly, hesitantly, Spencer released her grasp on Aria's hands above her head and allowed her to reach for her for bottoms. With their eyes never leaving each other's, Aria works her fingers to slip the leather belt out of the ring. With the sound of the metal clinking through the quiet hallway, Aria feels herself almost shrinking under Spencer's deep gaze, causing her to fidget a bit with such a simple task. After a few tries, when she finally released the clasp, she slid the leather from around Spencer's waist and held it proudly in her hand to the side. She felt a feminine thrill at the naked, dark desire in her gaze.
She knew that it was going to be a good night.
…
Spencer leans over and kisses the shoulder blade of Aria's arched back, rocking underneath her to her tension of rhythm. With the side of her face rested on the bed, Aria grips tightly onto the red wine sheet with her eyes shut closed, letting loud, soft moans escape her mouth as the pressure of Spencer's thrust lurches her body forward. Spencer slides her hand onto the bed to interlock her fingers with Aria's as she continued to penetrate her roughly from behind.
"Ohhh God..." Aria whines as she feels Spencer's warm breath on her back, sending shivers down her spine. Straighten back up, Spencer runs her hand through her hair as her other leaves Aria's hand and slides up to her neck. In one swift motion, Spencer raises Aria's face off the bed and leans her head back far enough so that she could look at her as she speedily pumped her hips vigorously into her. Aria's groans become choppy as she bends her back from being on fours to sitting right side up with both of Spencer's hands gripped the base of her throat, holding her head in place.
"Open your eyes. Look at me." Spencer grits through her teeth, looking down at the smaller brunette with her eyes tightly shut and mouth hung open, trying to control her breathing, "Look at me, Aria." Following the command she's told, Aria clenches down on her jaw and opens her eyes, seeing Spencer upside down behind her.
"Hey, baby." Spencer smiles as she maintains her fast and deep strokes, making it hard for Aria to keep her eyes open when she has the overwhelming need to close them. The sound of Aria's ass bouncing against Spencer's pelvis and the fast tempo creak of the bed echoes loudly over Aria's whimpers as she tries to take all of what Spencer was giving her. The noises she made were involuntary; she couldn't stop them even if she forced herself to try. Spencer bends down to latch her lips onto Aria's bottom lip as she feels the smaller brunette struggling underneath her. She tries to talk but with every pound, she forgets another letter in the English language. Aria reaches up to Spencer's hands around her neck as she silently exclaims out, feeling the churning building up in her stomach. Pulling away from their kiss, watching Aria flicker her eyes close and mouth open, letting out no sound, Spencer releases her grasp on Aria's neck. The brunette exhales out as she throws her hands out in front of her into the mattress, regaining her composure before she is yanked backwards again by her hair.
"Nononono, come back." Spencer coos with a small chuckle as she grips a handful of Aria's hair, tugging her back into place as her free hand grips her hips, "Come back to me."
Aria wobbles underneath the pressure, feeling overwhelmed and surrounded as she feels herself getting closer and closer to her peak.
"Oh God! Oh God! Spencer!" Aria shrieks louder than expected, not knowing where to put her hands as the pain of her pulled hair mixes with the pleasure swirling all over her body. With the last few thrusts to send her into elation, Aria loses full control of her body and goes limp into Spencer's hands. The lack of movement and sound coming from Aria doesn't faze Spencer as she continued to pull on her soft, long brown hair, pushing harder against her.
"Uh! Spencer!" Aria gasps out, throwing her arms behind her to touch Spencer's sides, "Spencer, please! I-I can't...No more, no more!"
Spencer begins grinding her teeth as she slows down her pace, rotating her hips into a slow grind as she helps soothe Aria through her pleads.
"No more, I'm done." Aria pants tiredly as her chest heaves up and down from the rush of energy she just exerted. Orgasming she doesn't remember how many times since they started, Aria leans her body against Spencer's as she feels her body twitch. "I'm done."
"No...You're not done." Before Aria could protest, Spencer pulls out of her and flips her onto her back, pulling her legs to bring her body closer to her. "You're not done until I say we're done." Aria huffs as tries to speak out, waving Spencer off until her pleading gets cut off by Spencer's warm tongue slurping the sweet juices accumulated from their latest run. Aria instantly arches her body, sensitive to touch as she holds onto the sheets once again. The oral session lasts for a few seconds before Spencer flips her hair to the side, climbing up to Aria's eye level and rests her forearms into the mattress.
"You're gorgeous, you know that?" Spencer whispers as she gazes into Aria's big, hazel eyes. She reaches up and softly wipes under the smaller brunette's bottom eyelid, taking off the smudged eyeliner and mascara that she caused from earlier, "Even with your makeup a bit smeared...you're still the prettiest girl on campus." Spencer sweetly smiles with a small giggle. At that exact moment, Spencer lines up and pushes herself inside Aria to gain another gasp of air from her. It didn't take long before the active thrusting picks up speed again and they start back up to where they were 20 seconds ago. Clinging onto Spencer with her legs wrapped around her, Spencer started pumping in and out of her like a jackhammer. Filling Aria up with the receiving end, the friction from her motions give Spencer her own pleasing sensation, warranting her to go faster in her tempo. Aria practically starts begged in a tone that Spencer never heard in her voice before. It was like she was in a hypnotic trance. The brunette was happy to oblige and began aggressively thrusting in and out of her.
"Shit!" she squeaked in the lightest of voices. It was barely audible. She tighten her legs around Spencer's waist and was pulling her closer into her while her nails were digging into her back. The beginning wave her second orgasm comes back in a rushed energetic phase as Aria grabbed the back of Spencer's head and kissed her with all the passion she could muster. That kiss was the push she needed to send her over the edge. While Spencer's tongue was exploring her mouth, pounding her mercilessly, her grip on her neck began to become tighter and firmer. With a second too long, Aria pulled away from the kiss. She had no choice. She needed to cry out.
"Fuuuuuuck! Oh my God! Oh my God!"
Spencer presses her lips back on Aria's, sealing her outburst from their neighbors and hungrily kissed her with much desire. The amazing thing -and there's no doubt it was the feeling on approaching ecstasy making her feel this way- is how everything at that exact moment became heightened. It was almost as if someone turned up the saturation in her life and everything was bright and vibrant. Every normal feeling, sensation, and touch became an overwhelming electric charge surging through her body. The kiss that was on a normal level of arousing instantly turned exhilarating. The contact, the push, the eager need of Aria's tongue swirling around in her mouth made her heart beat rapidly as she felt an adrenaline rush. Adrenaline mixed in with the impending, climatic need to release. Becoming animalistic, Spencer forces herself forward, making Aria slide backwards as she holds onto her. Spencer continues pushing into Aria until she shoves her up against the headboard where she used her lasting energy to drive as deep as she could, not feeling the pain of Aria's nails in her back. Spencer strains her jaw as she felt her body begin to stiffen, making it harder to keep a consistent rhythm. Her breathing becomes labored, hands pressing hard into the mattress underneath her as she closes eyes. Aria notices Spencer's change in body language and embraces her, pulling her weight down onto her so she can hold her through her own orgasm.
Spencer begins to shake, letting out a shuddering whimper as let's go and allows the course of the sensation engulf her, feeling this intensity she's never felt before. As she squeezes down on her abdomen and grips onto Aria's thigh for support, Spencer physically feels her body become lighter with the room buzzing with vibrations that she feels that only she can feel. Aria's caressing hands rub all over her back and sides, almost forgetting she was underneath her with the seemingly blindside of emotions.
"Are you okay?" Aria asks in a raspy, worn out voice as she moves Spencer's hair out of her face, feeling the heaving of her chest against her own. Spencer looks down at Aria, not saying anything for a few seconds before she was able to find her voice.
"Yeah…" she shakes her head, "Yeah I just…that was amazing." A smile creeps onto Aria's face as she leans forward and kisses the base of Spencer's neck as she continued to stare out in front of her, taking in everything.
"Holy fuck that was amazing."
…..
Nuzzling her face deeper into her pillow, Aria sleeping comfortably in Spencer's bed was peaceful until she heard some rumbling and thumping noises coming from the opposite side of the closed bedroom door. Her eyes lazily open as she tries to comprehend what she's hearing, immediately noticing she's in bed by herself. A few seconds of silence pass before another sound of opening and closing along with whispers float into her ears, causing her to fully awaken. Uncovering herself, Aria moves to roll onto the hardwood floor when she suddenly halts, feeling her muscles aching and sore. She hisses to herself for a moment of stillness before she breathes through the discomfort and pulls herself out of bed, dragging herself to the door in means of finding out what was going on so early in the morning.
Moving stealthy and slowly, Aria opens the room door and enters the pitch black hallway leading into a just as dark living room and kitchen. Aria questions herself if the noises she heard was in fact from her dorm or possibly the people above her because of the lack of human life her own place seemed to portray. Passing the unoccupied bathroom, knowing that Spencer wasn't in there only gave her two more locations: her room or the main area. Since she already passed her room, she headed towards the living room in hopes of seeing Spencer there and not someone else. She steps foot out of the hallway and stands very still, trying to allow her eyes to adjust in the dark. After a moment of silence, Aria shuffles towards the wall and flips on the light switch, presenting Spencer standing stiffly in front of the sink, staring directly at her with nearly wide-eyes.
"Fuck!" Aria body jolts and weakens at the sudden sight of her girlfriend. She bends over, putting her hands on her knees to catch her breath and slow down her now racing heart rate, "Shit, Spencer!" she croaks out with her sore throat, "What the hell? You gave me a heart attack."
Spencer bursts out in an uncontrollable giggle, holding everything in a childlike naiveté and awe at Aria's scare as she lifted the nozzle of the sink faucet and used the water to fill up her gallon jug. Aria regains her composure and stares at Spencer, still laughing to herself as she stared down at her hands.
"Who were you talking to?" Aria asks as she looked around, making sure she didn't fail to notice someone else inside their dorm. Seeing it completely empty, Aria waits for Spencer response.
"Nobody…" Spencer keeps her eyes down at the jug rushing with water, "Nobody is here."
"Then why were you whispering?"
"Because I was on the phone."
"With who?"
"Arvo."
"Arvo?" Aria face scrunches up, hearing this name for the first time, "Whose Arvo?"
"Ar-vo…" Spencer exaggerates his name just as the jug overflowed with water, seeping all over onto her hands. She turns off the faucet, places a cap on her container, and trudges out the kitchen into the living room where Aria watches her throw herself onto the couch. "Arvo's a friend of mine."
Aria shakes her head, lifting a hand to point at Spencer in confusion, "Why are you on the couch when you have a bed? Over there? With me in it?"
"How did I do this time around, Aria?" Spencer smiles, stretching out her neck as she rested her head on the arm rest, staring up at the ceiling as she places the jug on the floor next to her. "Was I still an 8 out of 10?"
Aria shakes her head, staring at Spencer for a brief quiet second before she came up with a response, "Let's just say….I'm going to have to tell people I had leg day at the gym just to justify why I'm walking like I have a limp." Aria sighs, watching Spencer's smile grow even wider upon hearing her words.
"You wanted what you wanted, don't complain nooooow." she sings proudly as she places her arms around her head, still staring up the ceiling in admiration.
"I'm going back to sleep." Aria waves her hand, sluggishly turning to head back to the room, "I gotta get up early tomorrow. Do you have classes?"
"Nope…"
"Well stop making noise for those who do, you bastard." Taking a step forward, Aria pauses herself, "Wait." She turns back around with her eyes squinted and eyebrows pinched to together as she puts her sights back on the brunette in the living room, "Spencer get up and come to bed. Why the hell are you laying on that couch?"
"I'm just relaxing." she responds coolly, "I can't sleep."
Disapproving, Aria lets out a small whine, "Come on. Sleep with me. How am I supposed to sleep if you're not there?"
"Fineeee…" Spencer groans as she leans herself off the couch, swooping down to get her gallon of water, "I'll sleep with you."
"Wow. I felt like a middle aged wife just now." Aria waits for Spencer so they could walk to her room together, "Don't you ever make me beg for you to come to bed like that again."
"Why? You beg so well-"
"Shut up." Aria smacks Spencer's arm, making the brunette stumbles off to the side giggling. Aria takes another strike at her again, hitting the same spot as Spencer continued to laugh on, "Shut your mouth."
"I thought you liked it wide open?" Spencer taunts with low and sleepy eyes, gaining an instant shove by the smaller brunette through her room door.
"You're talking too much. Go to sleep."
Are…Are you still alive over there?
Glad to see you again.
Speaking of Sparia, as I get back into the swing of all things literature, I've realized I started a Sparia Christmas fic and never finished it. And for that, I have failed you guys. I am sorry and am writing the next chapter as you read this. It's such a nice and innocent concept of the families getting together and I really want to finish it because you really don't see Sparia stories let alone Sparia integrated family stories. I have some funny things that I've thrown in there that I'd like you guys to see and I literally won't be able to sleep until I finish my work. So, be on the lookout for that :)
As for this story… How are you feeling? What are you feeling right now? I bet it's a mixture of emotions, huh? Well, everyone, Acquired Madness is back and ready to kick things up right back into motion. Go ahead and tell your friends, let everyone know what you just witnessed. Let me know exactly how you feel in the reviews, you know your words fuel me when it comes to writing for you guys.
Damn, when you have a horndog like Aria….then a lowkey horndog like Spencer….fucking confetti.
Painful reminder that DG is coming to its "season finale" so you can definitely expect things to be kicked up.
Can you say, "Hi, Mr. & Mrs. Hastings"?