All right, now for those of you that have read my old one-shots 'Grand Theft Autumn' and 'She Paints Me Blue,' I threw in a little something special for you :)
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As Spencer emerged from the bathroom, she heard a sound similar to the doorbell and it took a second for her drunken mind to realize it was the motion sensor in the lane.
"Spencer!" Kyla exclaimed from the living room. "I think the doorbell rang!"
"Turn the t.v. on to channel four, Kyla," Spencer yelled from her bedroom, "and see whose car is in the driveway."
A few seconds later, Spencer heard, "it's a police interceptor!"
Spencer walked in to the living room in her fresh clothes and replied, "why can't you say cop car like the rest of us?"
"Police interceptor sounds so much cooler," Kyla replied before the actual doorbell rang. Spencer shot a nervous look to the brunette before walking over to the front door. She opened it and smiled.
"Deputy Greenlee, how are you?" Spencer asked sweetly.
The average looking man replied, "I'm good, Spencer. How are you?"
"A little drunk, so I'm wonderful," Spencer replied with a chuckle. She noted the box marked 'evidence' in his arms and said, "please come in, Jeremy."
He nodded and stepped inside. Deputy Jeremy Greenlee was the officer who found Ashley's car at the marina. The investigation was a top priority for the County Sheriff's office at one point in time. During that time, the young man became quite familiar with Spencer and Kyla. He placed the box on the kitchen counter and his face lit up as Kyla stepped into the kitchen as well.
"Hi, Kyla," he stated.
"Hey, Jeremy, whatcha got there?" Kyla asked, approaching the box.
Spencer smiled sadly and said, "it's Ashley's things from the yacht. I've been kinda putting off going to the station to pick them up...I'm sorry you had to come out here, deputy."
"It's quite alright. I know you said all that time ago that you weren't ready to have it but I figured that before it's locked away in that new facility, you'd like to have it," Deputy Greenlee said.
Kyla noted the sadness hanging in the air so she cut in with, "are you off duty, Jer? Would you like a drink?"
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Spencer smiled when her bedroom door opened and Ashley stepped in carrying two outfits covered in black bags. She shut her iPod off and took out the earphones while saying, "what are those?"
Ashley laid the bags down on the bed beside Spencer and said, "our Halloween costumes, silly."
"I thought we were just going to hand out candy," Spencer replied.
"Well," Ashley said, "that was until Aiden decided to have a Halloween party tonight, babe."
Spencer laughed and shook her head. "There's Ashley Davies for you, never one to settle for something as simple as handing out candy."
"Listen, Spence, I bought us some hot costumes, so be quiet," Ashley responded.
"Oh yeah? How hot?" Spencer asked.
"Pretty god damn hot," Ashley said as she stood up and grabbed the first bag. "Okay, I'm going in your closet to change. Yours is right here," Ashley said while pointing to the other bag.
"Ashley, you can change in here. It's not like I've never seen you naked," Spencer added.
Ashley simply grinned, "I want it to be a surprise. And I want yours to be, too." She finally walked into the closet.
Spencer chuckled to herself as she unzipped the bag. "Of course," Spencer said to herself as she pulled the costume out.
A few minutes later, Ashley emerged from the closet. Spencer glanced over at her and let her jaw drop. Ashley stood before her in the smallest, tightest, sexiest French maid costume she'd ever seen. Hell, she was the sexiest French maid she'd ever seen.
Ashley laughed lightly at Spencer's response as she checked her girlfriend out in return. "Naughty cop fits you so well, Spence."
Spencer looked a bit unsure as she put the mock cover on top of her head. "I don't know, Ash. Are these supposed to be shorts? God, they could double as underwear. And the top barely covers my bra, it's so low. It only has five buttons!"
Ashley slowly walked over to Spencer. She gently pulled on the tops of the pockets on the black shirt and slighty grazed Spencer's breasts with her knuckles. She straightened out the badge and buckled the belt that Spencer had forgotten about when she saw Ashley. She took the handcuffs from the bed and tucked them into their respectful place on the belt. "Spencer, you look absolutely breathtaking," Ashley whispered into her ear.
It wasn't long before they were at Aiden's. They walked in the front door and it seemed as if everyone stopped what they were doing as they stepped in. Spencer blushed at her lack of clothing but soon regained her confidence when Ashley's hand found hers. They walked through the people and into the kitchen.
"Hey! You guys came!" Aiden said, yelling from his spot behind the counter.
"God, he's already trashed," Ashley joked as they watched him as he started singing along to Something Corporate's '21 and Invincible' as loud as he could. "Aiden, two rum and cokes!"
"Actually, Ash, I don't think I'm going to drink tonight," Spencer said to her.
"Why not?"
"Something just doesn't feel right," Spencer answered.
"Okay, babe. I'll just drink yours," Ashley joked. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah," Spencer said as she grabbed the drinks from Aiden and passed them to Ashley. "I'm fine."
Ashley smiled as she took the drinks from her. "You look amazing, Spence. Really."
Spencer blushed slightly and said, "have I told you lately how much I love you?"
"Refresh my memory," Ashley replied.
"More than anything."
Ashley kissed Spencer chastely before saying, "dare me to chug these?"
"As long as I don't have to hold your hair back later," Spencer answered. Ashley didn't reply, just simply took down the drinks. As she was doing so, Spencer looked around at everyone. She noticed that almost every guy who wasn't doing a keg stand was staring at either her or Ashley. Hell, even Madison was staring.
Ashley slammed the blue plastic cups on the counter when she finished and then held her arms up in victory. "Damn, I'm good. Aiden, have any Tattoo?"
Aiden merely laughed before handing Ashley the entire bottle and a shot glass. "Spence, are you drinking?" He asked.
"Not tonight, Aid," Spencer said. "Bottled water?"
"Sure," Aiden said with a smile.
About an hour later, Spencer and Ashley sat on the couch as Ashley joked around with Aiden. Ashley's hand was tracing patterns on Spencer's bare leg without realizing it and it was driving Spencer insane. When said hand moved a little higher, Spencer couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Ashley's hand and pulled her up from the couch with her.
"Aiden, we're using your bedroom," Spencer stated as she dragged Ashley along behind her.
"Videotape it!" Aiden called to them as they walked up the stairs.
Spencer opened the door and as soon as Ashley was through it, she threw her against the door and kissed her passionately. Ashley tasted like coke and spiced rum and Spencer loved it. Spencer practically tore Ashley's top off and turned her around to throw her down on the bed. Ashley was too lost in what Spencer was doing to her neck to notice that Spencer was pushing her arms above her head. It wasn't until Ashley heard the click of the handcuffs closing that she realized what was going on.
"Spence?"
Spencer looked up at Ashley and nodded for continue.
"Did you just handcuff me to the bed?"
"Yes," Spencer said with a grin.
"Thank you, Jesus," Ashley whispered. "Please continue."
Spencer swung her leg over Ashley to straddle her and slid her hands over Ashley's stomach and sides. Spencer then ran her thumbs below the bottom seam of Ashley's black bra and Ashley hissed in return. Spencer leaned down to kiss Ashley. She ran her tongue over Ashley's and the brunette moaned in return. Spencer repositioned herself so that one of her legs was in between Ashley's.
Not long after, Ashley was grinding against Spencer's leg and Spencer was more than happy to match her rhythm.
"I just wish I could touch you right now," Ashley breathed.
"I'm such a tease," Spencer whispered into her ear before nipping at her earlobe. She soon moved back to Ashley's mouth.
As if on cue, the door was thrown open and a police officer stepped in. Spencer and Ashley broke their kiss and looked at the man.
"Did Aiden send you up here? Tell him to fuck off, he's not getting a videotape," Ashley quipped.
"Excuse me, ma'am?" The man replied.
"Shit," Spencer said, letting reality set in.
"Damn it, of course the party gets busted when I'm about to have hot, kinky sex," Ashley said, throwing her head back in frustration. The officer and Spencer equally blushed at her comment.
"Um, have you girls been drinking?" The officer asked. He was young, probably new to the force.
"No, sir," Spencer replied quickly.
"Well, I'll tell you what I'm going to do. Since I, uh, interrupted such a, uh, compromising situation, I'm going to let you guys go. You, ma'am," he said pointing to Ashley, "I've know you've been drinking. You should work on that slurring of the speech thing.
"Now why don't you," he said nodding at Spencer, "drive your friend home."
"Yes, sir," Spencer said. She uncuffed Ashley and they stood up.
The officer looked at Spencer's outfit and said, "well, isn't this ironic?"
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"I sure am, Kyla," Jeremy said. "Have any beer, Spencer?"
"There's some Coors Light and Bud Select in the beer fridge. It's kinda hidden in the living room, though. Kyla, could you show him where it is?" Spencer said.
Kyla looked at Spencer and sensing that she wanted to be alone, she responded with, "of course, Spence. We'll be out on the balcony, okay?"
"Okay," Spencer stated with a nod. When she heard the balcony door shut, she turned and placed her hands on top of the medium-sized white box.
'Davies, Ashley Marie. DOD: 8/17/07,' Spencer read to herself. She pulled the lid off and took a deep breath before looking inside. The first things she noticed were Ashley's wallet and cell phone. A few t-shirts and other articles of clothing were in a bag on the bottom. She took out the wallet and cell phone and as she removed the bag, she noticed a small set of keys in the corner of the box. She picked them up and didn't recognize any of the three keys on it, but as she examined the last key, she noticed the number 93 and 'L.A.P.S.' engraved into it.
She sighed and decided to leave this for when she was sober. She put everything back in the box, grabbed her drink and walked in the direction of the balcony.
"Hey," Kyla greeted her as she stepped onto the balcony. Spencer took the seat next to her and Kyla said, "we were just talking about Ashley's Porsche obsession."
Spenced laughed and said, "oh, God, Ashley and her Porsches..."
"Remember when she totaled her Cayenne because you told her you were horny?" Kyla said, bursting into laughter.
"Kyla!" Spencer exclaimed with a laugh. "No one was ever supposed to know about that!"
"Your secret's safe with me, Spencer," Jeremy said. "But it's getting late, I better get going. Thanks for the beer, though."
"Stop by any time you like, Jer," the blonde stated. "You still have my number, right?"
"Yes, I do and I will. Thanks, Spence," he said as he stepped through the balcony door.
Kyla turned to Spencer and smiled. "What was in the box, blondie?"
"Oh, her wallet, cell phone, some clothes...we can go through it together tomorrow if you would like," Spencer replied.
"Yeah, I would like that," the brunette said, taking a swig from her beer bottle. "Spence, I was actually planning on coming out here in October, but your dad called and said you've been having a tough time over the past four or so months."
"Yeah, he was right. I really appreciate you coming out here," Spencer said slowly. "Not many people understand what it's like besides you and my dad. My mom has been really pushy lately. She wants me to move on, get going with my life. But is not being ready a bad thing, Kyla? Am I just not accepting her death? I can never tell if I'm putting off the inevitable or if I'm really not ready...I think this is what falling apart with subtlety feels like."
"Is therapy helping?"
"God, yeah. I'm finally just talking about everything," Spencer replied. "But hey, let's not talk about depressing things tonight. Let's get fucking hammered and have some fun!"
"Hmm, all right!" Kyla replied. "Oh, remember when I puked in Ashley's Rover? She fuckin' hit the roof!"
"Oh, I know! She was irate...she was like, 'Spencer, I'm either driving that thing into the ocean or lighting it on fire because I cannot get that fucking smell out,'" Spencer said laughing. "It was terrible, Kyla."
"It was the Taco Bell, I swear to God!" Kyla protested. "Hey, you puked in the 911 once!"
"Yeah, true, but I was her girlfriend; all was forgiven," Spencer said with a faux cocky tone.
"How about the time she fell down that small set of steps at Aiden's and broke her finger with her belt buckle?" Kyla said with a chuckle.
"I was just glad it was her left hand," Spencer said with a wink.
"Gross, Spence, we're talking about my sister. Please keep that in mind," Kyla stated. "That was one of those tequila parties, wasn't it?"
"Yeah...God, the four of us drank nothing but fucking Cabo Wabo for like three months. I still can't even look at tequila sometimes."
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"I'm glad that's over," Ashley said as she and Spencer climbed into her Porsche.
"Why is it every time we've been at Gray's lately, Madison's there to ruin it all?" Spencer replied.
"Because we're happy and she's mad because she never will be," Ashley replied.
"You know what I think?"
"Hmm?"
"I think she likes you," Spencer said as Ashley turned the key in the ignition. "I think she likes you and she's jealous."
"Well, who wouldn't be? I'm hot," Ashley said with a grin. Spencer just laughed in return and smiled as her girlfriend's hand found hers. "But really, Spence, I think it's just about Aiden. She's still not over it."
"Oh, so do I have competition?" Spencer joked.
"Aiden? Please," Ashley replied. "He doesn't have a chance against you. No one ever will."
Spencer smiled and gently squeezed Ashley's hand. "So where to now?"
"My humble abode. My mom's in San Fran or something for the week, remember? We basically have the house to ourselves."
"Oh right...how could I forget the fact that no one should ever eat dinner on your dining room table ever again?" Spencer replied.
"You know you liked it," Ashley said.
"I did. Very much so. In fact, you should tell about more of your fantasies," Spencer said with a laugh. "You're too weird."
"And you're too gorgeous for me not to be."
"Where's Kyla at? I definitely don't want her walking in on something like she did last week. God, I've never been so embarassed in my life!" Spencer said.
"At least we were still semi-dressed! That girl needs to learn how to knock. She's staying with Jason...I guess they're getting pretty serious."
"Are you okay with that?"
"Yeah, she's a big girl. Okay, enough talk about her. Let's focus on us and the bottle of Cuervo, the limes and the salt just waiting for us," Ashley said as she drove her car past the front gates leading to her house.
"Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?" Spencer asked.
Ashley looked at her for a moment before saying, "okay, that was too confusing for me to understand because I'm a little tipsy."
"Mmm, me too. When don't you carry a flask?"
Ashley smirked and said, "only when I'm naked and we're..."
Before she could finish, Spencer laughed and ran out of the car. "You'll have to catch me if you think you're getting any tonight!" Spencer yelled back. Ashley laughed and sprinted from her car. She tackled Spencer after she'd opened the front door. Ashley grabbed Spencer's arms and held them above her head before straddling her. Spencer's breath caught in her throat when Ashley brushed her lips against hers.
"Let's do some shots," Ashley whispered against Spencer's ear.
"Mmm, I love your husky little sexy voice," Spencer said before trying to kiss her. Ashley grinned and released Spencer's arms and then helped her to her feet. "Even if you're saying something like 'let's do some shots.'"
Spencer followed Ashley into the kitchen and sat on the stool while Ashley pulled the bottle of tequila from under the sink and grabbed the limes from the fridge. "Now Spence, I know you try to act all innocent, but please tell me you've done a tequila shot before."
"I'm not telling," Spencer said with a smile. She walked behind Ashley as she cut the limes into wedges. Spencer wrapped her arms around Ashley's waist. "So I guess you'll just have to show me," Spencer whispered into her ear, close enough that her lips playfully touched her skin. She felt Ashley tremble slightly, so she kissed the sensitive spot below her earlobe. With this, Ashley audibly moaned, so Spencer slid her hands underneath the brunette's shirt and traced circles on her toned stomach.
"Shit Spence," Ashley finally managed to say. "Here I am, trying to cut limes with a very sharp knife and you decide this is the perfect moment to make my knees want to buckle."
Spencer smiled against Ashley's bare shoulder and said, "hmm, and I'm not even trying that hard."
"Okay, before I decide to take you right here on the floor, grab the tequila and head up to my room," Ashley said, waiting for the heat between her legs to subside. But it didn't as usual, because Spencer was still near her.
"Alright, babe," Spencer said as she grabbed the bottle. "But don't take too long. I love tequila."
"You lush," Ashley said as Spencer walked out of the kitchen. She then took a deep breath and grabbed the limes, two shot glasses and a plate of salt.
When Ashley walked into her room, Spencer was nowhere in sight. "Spence? Where are you, babe?" Ashley asked. She was then struck silent as Spencer walked out from her closet in nothing but a black lace bra and black boy cut underwear.
"I know you love black underwear and tequila, Ash. So 'let's do some shots,'" Spencer said with a seductive smile.
"Uh, yeah, let's, yeah, do that then," Ashley replied.
"Under one condition, babe."
"What's that?"
"Lose the shirt and jeans, we're doing body shots." Spencer answered.
"Sweet jesus," was all Ashley could say. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" Ashley asked when Spencer caught her staring.
"More than you'll ever know. Lose the clothes before I rip them off."
Ashley set the things she was carrying onto her nightstand as Spencer sat down on the edge of the bed. Ashley walked over in front of her and grabbed the hem of her shirt. "Two can play at this game, Spence," she said as she slowly inched her shirt up. Spencer couldn't help but stare as the brunette's barely exposed skin. Ashley moved closer to her and Spencer brought a hand up to rest on the girl's waist, but it was quickly slapped away. Ashley finished removing her shirt and threw it at Spencer's face. Spencer held the garment there for a moment, taking in Ashley's addicting scent.
Ashley slowly unbuttoned her jeans and casually pushed them down her legs. She stepped out of them and sat in between Spencer's legs with her back against the other girl's stomach. She brought her hand up around the back of Spencer's neck as Spencer ran her lips against Ashley's shoulder. Spencer moaned when Ashley ran her hand up the length of her thigh.
Just when Spencer had completely forgotten about the neglected tequila, Ashley stood up and grabbed the bottle from the bed. Spencer groaned in frustration and fell back onto the bed. "I told you," Ashley said with a victorious smile.
"I could have just told you that you would have won. You didn't have to be such a tease," Spencer said as she grabbed a lime from the nightstand.
"Oh, I'm the tease now?" Ashley inquired. "So when you were running your hand up my thigh during lunch, you weren't teasing me? When you slipped past the boundaries of my skirt and underwear, you weren't being a tease? I was actually trying to have a civil conversation with my sister."
Spencer laughed and replied with, "watching you squirm had to have been the highlight of the school day. But I'll have you know that sending me dirty texts in history class is teasing too."
"That class is history? Good to know. I was too busy replaying the quickie we had before school yesterday in my mind to notice I guess," Ashley replied.
"I swear all you think about is sex," Spencer said playfully.
"And you...and sex with you...and how your body feels against mine...and the shock that your kiss always sends through my body...and..."
"And I'm glad I'm wearing black underwear," Spencer said with a laugh. She handed a shot of tequila to Ashley and said, "will you be the first to do the honors?"
"Of course, baby," Ashley said, taking the shot from her, placing it on the nighstand and pushing Spencer back against the bed. Spencer took a lime from the nearby plate and held it in her mouth as Ashley licked her neck. Her breath hitched when Ashley's mouth remained there, nipping and sucking at the spot.
"Ash," Spencer said quietly.
"Hmm?" Ashley replied from her spot on Spencer's neck.
"Please do it, before I go crazy."
Ashley smiled as she rubbed salt against her newly marked territory and grabbed the shot from the nightstand. She licked the salt Spencer's neck, took down the Cuervo, and removed the lime from Spencer's mouth with her own. After biting down on the lime, she took it from her mouth and squeezed it, letting the juice drip down to Spencer's chest. "Oops, let me get that for you."
Spencer couldn't help but run her hands through her girlfriend's hair before deciding on getting a little revenge. She quickly brought her leg up between Ashley's and laughed when the girl nearly collapsed on top of her from the sudden contact.
"Oh, you think you're just so smooth, don't you?" Ashley asked as she rolled off of Spencer.
"A modern day maverick," Spencer said while filling the glass again. She then decided to one up Ashley once again. She smiled before licking the exposed part of Ashley's left breast.
"Mmm, Spence, I don't know how many more of these I can do before forcing myself on you."
Spencer just grinned in return and rubbed a little salt on Ashley. She then placed the lime between Ashley's teeth. Spencer caught her off guard once again when she poured the tequila into her belly button. Ashley couldn't do anything but lay there and anticipate the feel of Spencer's tongue against her body.
Spencer sucked the salt from Ashley's chest before moving on to suck the tequila from her navel. She then traced a trail of kisses up Ashley's body before taking the lime from her mouth into her own. She quickly pulled the lime from her mouth and brushed her lips against Ashley's. She loved the feel of her hot breath against them. Ashley took Spencer's lower lip into her mouth, gently sucking and biting. Spencer whimpered before deepening the kiss and running her tongue against Ashley's bottom lip, begging for entrance.
Ashley could taste the tequila and spiced rum from earlier, but she could still taste Spencer. The taste she longed for when the girl wasn't near her. Spencer's hand found her breast and her back arched in response to the touch. Spencer moved down to her neck, nipping at the pulse point she found while knowing that it would send Ashley into overdrive. She assumed right because it wasn't long until Spencer found herself on her back, with Ashley reaching around Spencer's back to remove her bra.
Spencer's hands slowly moved from Ashley's waist to her back to unclasp her bra after Ashley practically tore hers off and threw it to some unknown place. Ashley gasped when Spencer's hands found her newly exposed breasts and leaned into the touch. It was then that Ashley realized that Spencer was grinding against the knee placed between her legs. Ashley smiled when Spencer raised her hips as she slipped off the girl's last piece of clothing.
Spencer bit her bottom lip as Ashley slowly rubbed her fingers over Spencer's wetness. It wasn't long before a barely audible, "Ash, fuck me," slipped from her mouth. Ashley did as she was told, carefully slipping two fingers inside her girlfriend and slowly curling them in and out of her. Ashley couldn't help but gasp as Spencer pushed her underwear aside and slipped two fingers inside her as well. Their movements became synched together until Spencer's body jerked and she breathed Ashley's name into the other girl's ear. Ashley looked at the blonde's face as she came and it brought her over the edge.
Ashley collapsed on top of Spencer and they laid there. The room was spinning, but it was impossible for them to tell if it was from the alcohol or their previous activity.
"I love you, Spence," Ashley whispered into the girl's neck.
"I love you more than anything, Ash. More than life itself. And I will never get tired of this."