A/N: Sorry it's been such a long time between chapters everyone! It's been such a crazy time at home as I balance starting back at school and work for my university applications! I will try and update this story every Saturday but unfortunately I can't always guarantee it as it quite hard for me to find the time to sit down at my laptop and actually write my ideas down on a word document. Anyways, here we go! This chapter is rated M for some more adult themes, don't like don't read.
October 31st 2011
SpencerPOV
As I lay in bed in the early morning, just before the alarm, I began to think about how time was really going quickly. It was hard to believe that we were nearly in November, and that Thanksgiving and Christmas were fast approaching. It didn't seem that long ago that I had just met Amelia and now we were unpacking the last of my things to new homes in her apartment. There wasn't much left; just one more box of books and some photos. Tonight was something I was most looking forward to though; tonight was Halloween, my favourite holiday.
I don't know why it is my favourite, it has been since I was a child. I guess I've always liked the idea of having the chance to be someone else, even for just one night.
Tonight we were going to Rossi's Mansion for a Halloween party, and it was all fancy dress. Amelia and I were going as Spock and Uhura from Star Trek. I looked to her next to me as she slept, curled up into my side. My mind couldn't help but drift to thoughts of her in that Uhura mini dress. She was teasing me, most definitely.
I barely could stifle a moan at the thought of her in that tight little red dress, which barely covered any part of her. We had been getting much more physical since my Birthday and she recently confided in me that she felt like she was ready for us to have sex. I thanked my lucky stars; I didn't know how much longer I'd be able to control myself.
Years of pent up sexual abstinence were taking its toll; I nearly flipped my lid when she took her shirt off in front of me for the first time. I had a funny feeling that tonight would be the night. The night that I showed Amelia Botecelli how much I truly loved her, in every way I could.
I slipped out of bed, taking care of myself and dressing for the day before heading out the door quietly to go buy us some breakfast. I dropped into the café around the corner from her apartment and bought some pumpkin pancakes; a Halloween staple in my opinion.
I slipped back into the apartment to hear Amelia in the shower, singing ABBA songs at the top of her voice, right now it was 'Super Trouper'.
This week at work was an off week so it at least meant that the party would definitely happen. I heard the shower turn itself off, Amelia emerging in nothing but a towel and her shower cap; she had washed her hair yesterday so it didn't need washed again.
"I'll be through in a minute." She called out before scurrying into our room.
"Sure thing. I got pumpkin pancakes for breakfast." I called back
She came back through a few minutes later, clothed with her hair in a ponytail. She sat next to me at the table, beginning to eat the pancakes.
"Oh Dio, questo è delizioso. Ti amo Spencer" she said, taking my hand. "Oops sorry. I said 'Oh God, this is delicious. I love you Spencer.' " She added, giggling.
I smiled, squeezing her hand, "Ti amo Amelia." I said
She rolled her eyes, "You need to work on your accent amante, Grandmama Botecelli will not accept it if we ever get around to visiting her. Maybe I should give you private lessons." She winked, pulling on my tie to bring me closer to her.
I smirked slightly, "As much as I hate to be the bearer of bad news, we have to get to work."
She sighed, "Later amante. Later." She promised, dashing to get her shoes.
I almost shivered in anticipation.
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After an uneventful day at work, we headed back to the apartment.
"What does amante mean?" I asked on the way home.
"Hm?" Amelia said, turning the corner.
"This morning, you kept calling me amante. What does it mean?" I asked her
She smiled, "In Italian, amante means male lover." She said, "I like calling you it. It is okay no?"
I reddened slightly, getting out the car as we stopped, "It's fine, but I need one for you."
"What? A pet name?" she scoffed, "Don't be silly Spence. You don't need one, just don't call me baby."
They walked up the stairs, "I'll think of something." I said determined.
She rolled her eyes, "Do what you think is best amante." She said, unlocking the door.
After a quick dinner, they both set to work getting ready for the Halloween party. There would be karaoke, games and dancing, so it would prove to be a very fun night.
Amelia had been carted off an hour ago to go get ready with Garcia and the other girls, after she had put on my Vulcan ears for me, and Morgan had been left in her place. He was now watching an episode of Star Trek, so he could see what their costumes would look like.
"Wait a minute, she's wearing that dress?" he exclaimed, pointing at the screen, which showed Uhura's mini dress.
I nodded, "that's the one."
He whistled, "Man if I was you, I would skip the party and stay at home if you know what I mean." He added with a wink.
I rolled my eyes, though was suddenly nervous, "Hey Morgan, can I talk to you?" I asked
He nodded, "Sure, what is it?" he asked
"Things with Amelia and I are getting pretty serious, I, I think tonight could be the night where we go all the way you know? And I'm a bit nervous." I said quickly
Morgan stood, resting his hand on my shoulder, "Reid, this is huge! But don't take it so seriously, as long as you're both safe, it'll all be fine. Just, go with the flow, don't try and overthink and complicate it with that giant brain of yours. It's a natural instinct. Now, we better get ready."
AmeliaPOV
I was sitting in a chair at Garcia's apartment, as she did my hair in a beautiful Uhura style up do. "Penelope, I think Spencer and I might do it tonight." I blurted out.
She stopped brushing my hair, "what makes you think that?"
"Well, things have been getting more physical, and I told him I felt ready, I don't know. There's just been this atmosphere between us all day, like anticipation, and he keeps disappearing in his head, every time we talk about the party tonight. Oh God Pen, what do I do? What if I'm terrible? What if he hates it? What if-"
She shushed me, "Don't talk nonsense, he loves you, it's natural to be nervous, it's all biology, you're a Doctor after all. Don't freak out. If you overthink you won't enjoy yourself. I want full details tomorrow." She squealed at the end, finishing my hair.
I rolled my eyes, moving to pull on my outfit, feeling the most glamorous, empowered, and sexy I had ever felt. Maybe the lingerie helped though. I was ready to see my Spock.
A/N: It's getting hot in here! Do you want me to keep the steamy bits in here (note those chapters will be rated M) or create a separate story, let me know. See y'all soon!
