After a strangely enjoyable journey, where I was constantly being kissed or caressed or something similar to those, we arrived at a fairly large, decent looking hotel.

"Right," I said after parking the vehicle. "I'll go get us a room, come out and give you the number, and then go to the room. You follow me five minutes later. We don't want to look suspicious, do we?"

"No... Okay, I'll wait here."

Not being able to resist, I placed a kiss on his pierced lips before sliding off the MoPed and entering the hotel.

"Hi," I said to the receptionist. "I'd like to book a room for the night."

"Sure. A single room?"

"Yeah."

She typed something on her computer, announced the cost and handed me a room key.

"Thanks."

Quickly, I went outside to Spencer.

"Number 116," I told him. "See you in five minutes."

He nodded, and I turned away, finding the way to my hotel room. It took me about 2 minutes to find it, which meant I would have to wait 5 minutes for Spencer. Think about it scientifically. I used that time to get ready, and seriously considered the consequences of what could happen tonight. I sat down on the double bed, holding my face in my hands. I'd almost certainly have to break off my engagement to Jamie. But then... maybe it would be better that way, rather than having it end really horribly.

I went into the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face, still trying to believe what was happening. I was drying it when I heard a frantic knocking on the door. Hurriedly, I answered it.

"Spencer! I said wait 5 minutes!"

"There were these dodgy looking people hanging around. And I couldn't wait any longer."

Looking around behind him to see if anyone was there, I ushered him inside. We stood in the centre of the room for a while before doing anything, wondering exactly what to do. We simply stared at each other for a few moments, before we stepped towards each other in exact unison. I placed my hands on his shoulders and met his full lips with mine. As soon as they contacted, any doubts I'd had before were swept away, lost in the power of the kiss we shared. Instantly, Spencer's hands gripped my hips and pulled them to his, letting out a groan of relief. I pushed him over to the bed, causing him to fall on to it backwards, still managing to keep our lips joined. Skilfully, I ran my hands down his chest, to his stomach, eventually making to the bottom of his shirt. Under the fabric, I knew I would feel his soft skin, and the realisation made my fingers inch up through the material. They caressed and stroked, my lips parting in a smile as I heard Spencer gasp.

Shortly, I removed the shirt from over his head, smiling at what I saw. I bobbed my head down and placed a kiss in the centre of his chest, over his heart, which was beating at a hectic pace already. I kissed down his chest teasingly slowly, making it to his stomach. I stopped at his hips, returning my mouth to his. Almost immediately, he slid his hands up the back of my shirt, stroking my skin in a tickling way that made me tremble. He eased the shirt off from over my head, and I allowed myself to fall flat on top of him, loving the feeling of his skin against mine.

"Aaron," Spencer gasped, ripping his lips from mine. His voice took on a hysterical edge, the corners of his mouth curling upwards. "You're engaged."

"Then God forgive my sins," I breathed into his mouth. I wasn't going to ©turn back now. "It's about you and me right now."

He parted his lips again and raised them to mine. Eventually, my hand crept down to the buckle of the belt he always wore. I tried unfastening it with just one hand using the other one to hold myself up, but it was hopeless. I returned my hand to his shoulder, but Spencer gently pushed me away. He smiled and resumed a sitting position.

"It would be easier if we did this ourselves," he told me, reaching downwards to undo his belt.

I nodded, and began taking my shoes off. And my socks, because you'd look stupid wearing nothing but socks.

After removing all the necessary clothing items, we crawled under the covers of the bed. I shook my head in disbelief, trying to make it sink in that this was happening.

"You having any doubts?" Spencer asked me.

"No," I assured him. "Besides, I've already paid for the room, let's not waste it."

He smiled slightly, surprising me by instantly crushing his mouth against mine. I responded quickly, pulling his hips to mine, closing whatever gap lay between us. I smiled mentally, feeling his growing erection against mine. Our hands and mouths explored each other's bodies for a while, getting more and more adventurous. Eventually, Spencer was above me, holding himself up with his arms. I gazed into his eyes, smiling, in a way trying to tell him how happy I was right now.

Spencer placed a final kiss to my lips before working his way down my chest, to somewhere much lower. As he got there, I spread my legs obligingly, bracing myself for whatever sensation I was about to experience. His tongue ran down my member, in a tickling way that made me want to squirm. How did he know how to do this to me? Biting down on my lip, I tilted my head back, desperate to feel the warmth of his mouth around me.

"Spence," I moaned. "Don't tease me."

"Sorry," he breathed, knowing very well that it made me tremble.

With a slight bobbing motion, his mouth enveloped my length, causing me to suppress a loud groan. After a while his mouth returned to mine, tongue rolling around in it. Roughly, I pushed him off me and spun around so I was on top. I sat up straight and Spencer parted his legs, so I could sit comfortably between them.

"Spence... do you want to...?" I asked quietly.

"Of course I do. Especially if it's with you."

Smiling, I ran my callused fingers down to Spencer's entrance, sliding two inside. I saw his face clench in pain, feeling sorry that it was me causing it. Quickly, I pulled them out and replaced them with my throbbing length, feeling satisfied as he screamed out, his hands rushing to my shoulders, where the fingernails dug in deep. Biting my lip slightly, I gripped his hips and thrust downwards. He met my desperate thrusts and tilted his head back far. I moved one of my hands to his leaking erection, rubbing my thumb across the tip in time with my thrusts.

Just as all my energy was about to go, I came inside of Spencer as he spilled himself onto my hand and stomach. Breathing heavily, I pulled out of him and collapsed beside him. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close to him. As I was just about to sleep with pure exhaustion, I whispered a few words.

"Spence... I love you."

If I had managed to stay awake for a few more seconds, I would have heard him reply.

"I love you too..."

I awoke to bright sunlight the next morning, feeling the warmth of Spencer's body still beside me. I smiled, and shook in disbelief. My eyes opened and I jumped as I saw Spencer's wide eyes right up close to mine. I was pleased to see him smiling.

"Good morning," he said beaming.

"Hi," I replied, kissing his lips.

This could only be a good thing. If he had any regrets then he wouldn't still be lying here beside me.

"Aaron... last night was amazing. It really was. But... I want to go off the Warped tour. This... this still doesn't change things that have been said, and I want to get away from those sort of people for a while. And focus on friendships. Especially this one. Because a friendship can only stretch so far before it turns into something more."

"You... you want something more? Or... not..."

He bit his lip and nodded. "Yes."

"We need to tell the guys... And... I've been thinking about this for a long time... I need to call off my engagement. E-even if this hadn't happened, I'd still have to end it. Hell, this is gonna sound corny... you're the only one for me."

"You're right. That does sound corny. But... I... I love you."

At that moment I felt so happy that my heart hurt.

"I love you too."