Pretty Little Lovers Untamed
Author's Note: I just LOVE Sparia. Like sooo much. It's soooo yummy. Haha. I have so much fun writing Sparia. Please review and let me know what you think!
Chapter 4
Spencer watched Aria meticulously lift the last grain of rice off of her plate with a pair of chop sticks. Then she took a big swig of her Cranberitta and laughed. "You're too much," she said.
Aria smiled and placed the grain of rice on her tongue and then swallowed it happily. She washed it down with her limeritta and then winked at her friend. "You're jealous, admit it."
"Jealous of what? You're ability to hold chopsticks? Or your ability to scarf down an entire take-out container of white rice, an entire take-out container of kung pao chicken AND two egg rolls in one sitting?"
Aria blushed a little and laid the chopsticks back down on her plate. She was a little tipsy. But then, so was Spencer. Finishing off her fourth can of booze, she got up from the table and crossed to the side Spencer sat on. She put her hand on Spencer's shoulder and pushed her a little. "Both, probably. You think I'm pretty cool, admit it."
Spencer Hastings laughed. She was only on her third Cranberitta and it was kind of comical watching Aria saunter around on the verge of being wasted. "I think you're more than cool, Aria," she admitted.
"More than cool?" The shorter girl waggled her eyebrows. "And what does that mean? Do you think I'm pretty?"
"I think you're very pretty," Spencer admitted. "And I think you're done drinking too. Good thing you ate so much or you would be absolutely trashed."
"Well how about YOU, Hot-shot?" the other girl teased. "You're not sober either."
Spencer shrugged and got up from her chair, "You're right. I'm a little tipsy." At that, she stumbled a bit and caught herself on Aria, her hands grabbing onto the shorter girl's hips. Her reaction speed was a little slower than normal and she searched Aria's face before letting go. "Sorry.. I.."
Aria shook her head. "No.. It's okay." She gave Spencer another small smile and then put her hands over top of the ones on her waist. "I don't mind you holding on to me."
Embarassed, Spencer pulled away. She got their plates and forks and the boxes and helped clean up the kitchen without another word. Aria did the same, but she watched Spencer curiously, as the girl stayed on the opposite side of the kitchen. When they were done, she said, "Hey, I'm going to take the trash out. Why don't you head upstairs and then I'll come up and we can watch a movie or something."
It was as good an idea as any, so Spencer did just that. She headed upstairs, took off her sandals, plugged up her phone on her charger and then climbed into Aria's bed, pulling her knees to her chest. She was careful to make sure her dress was pulled down, as to not flash Aria when she came in the room.
Aria tossed the bag of garbage containing all their beer cans, into the trashcan at the end of the driveway. She thought about Spencer. She thought about how they were about to be alone in Aria's bed with the light off, watching a movie. When was the last time it had been just the two of them? It was always at least three of them when Aria was there. Spencer hung out with Hanna sometimes by herself, and even Emily occassionally.. But Aria and Spencer usually never had meshing schedules that put them all alone at the same time. Not unless it was a big group sleepover or something. And why was that? It wasn't like Aria was that busy lately. Ever since she'd stopped seeing Ezra, she'd pretty much had an open schedule. She didn't do any clubs or anything and so for the most part she stayed at home sketching and listening to music, or she hung out with the others at the Brew or something while she sketched there. And that was something else entirely. She usually always sketched the same thing. Or actually, she DID always sketch the same thing.. Spencer. Spencer talking. Spencer laughing, smiling, crying. Spencer. Spencer's hands, Spencer's eyes, Spencer's hair. She was just so beautiful and Aria's pen was obsessed with forming her curves on paper.
She washed her hands in the kitchen sink and then unlaced her boots, sliding them off before heading upstairs. Her heart was beating fast again and she knew it was from more than just the alocohol making her excited. She found Spencer on the bed, just holding her knees, her braid kinda frazzled, and she couldn't help from grinning.
"You look so.. Not like Spencer Hastings."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Spencer asked, not offended, just surprised.
"The braid. The way you're sitting. You look so small." Aria climbed up onto the bed too and sat down beside Spencer. Suddenly she wasn't all that afraid of the girl. She still felt tingly with excitement, but it wasn't overwhelming like before. She didn't feel like Spencer would absolutely rebuff her if she tried to.. To get closer. So she reached forward, slid the band off the end of Spencer's braid and tousled the hair in her hand, then ran her fingers through it. She crawled on top of her, pushing Spencer's knees down first, so her legs were flat on the bed, and then Aria straddled her thighs. She ruffled Spencer's hair until the wavy locks fell all around Spencer's shoulders in a hot, disheveled way. Then, when she was done, she sat there, still on top of the other girl, smiling. "That's better. That's the Spencer I know."
Spencer's breath was caught again, in her throat, making her light headed. She looked at Aria, her thick lips, her long eyelashes, her adorable chin. She reached out a hand and ran the tip of her index finger along Aria's jaw. "Are you ever going to let me see what you were drawing earlier?"
"You'll laugh," Aria replied quietly, "You'll laugh at me and tell the others and then..."
Spencer put her fingers on Aria's lips, shushing her. "I won't laugh. I promise I won't laugh. Just.. Let me see. Please?"
Aria climbed off top of Spencer and hopped back off the bed. She got her bag out of the floor and reached into it to get out her sketch book. She carried the book back to Spencer in a daze and then handed it to her before she could change her mind. "You're going to think I'm a freak..."
Spencer ignored her and opened the book slowly, revealing the first page. A pair of perfectly drawn eyes stared back at her- her own. She took a deep breath and looked up at Aria. But Aria was standing at the bed looking down at her socks. Spencer focused back on the sketch book and turned the page and found a full body sketch of herself standing beside her locker, smiling. She turned the pages greedily, revealing images of her in various aspects of life- happy, sad, amused, serious... She found a sketch of her hair, of her lips, of her hands. Her heart fluttered in her chest when she found a picture of her and Aria together, in a loose embrace. She closed the book, sat it on the night stand. "Aria," she said.
Aria slowly lifted her gaze, and then once her eyes were in Spencer's, she fought tears. "I'm sorry," she whispered, "I just.. I don't know what's wrong with me.. You're just.."
"Stop," Spencer licked her lips and shook her head. She reached forward, took Aria's hands and pulled her back onto the bed, back into her lap, so she was once against straddling her. "Don't apologize," she told her. She put her fingers on the buttons of Aria's button up shirt and undid them slowly, revealing the warm white camisole underneath. She pushed the button-up shirt down, off her shoulders, and then put her lips to the bare skin there. She placed innumerable kisses on each shoulder, and then Aria's collar-bones and her chest.. She kissed Aria's neck, then her throat.. Aria tangled her fingers in Spencer's hair and stroked the girl's scalp with her thumbs.
"Spence.." Aria purred, "You don't have to do this.."
"Hush," the other girl murmured, and let her tongue trace her jaw, making Aria gasp and then suck in a ragged breath. "Admit it Aria, you want me.."
Aria Montgomery squeezed her eyes together and let the tears trapped in her eyes slide down her cheeks. She felt desperation turn to relief and then, as she sniffled, she felt Spencer's lips find hers, and she entered into a breathless kiss. She let her hands fall from Spencer's hair to wrap her arms around the taller girl's shoulders.
Spencer had imagined kissing Aria so many times before, and often enough, her imagination had let the ideas turn into fantasies and she'd.. She entertained them. But now, as their lips actually pressed together, and she opened her mouth, and pressed her tongue against Aria's, she was invigorated. She pulled Aria's cami up and ran her hands over the smaller girl's stomach. She tried to tell herself to not be greedy, but after a moment, her hands slid up and she pushed them under Aria's bra and was greated with a hot sigh.
Their kiss broke and Spencer said, "We should stop, right?" he hands slowly massaging, her lips dragging again over Aria's jaw.
Aria shook her head, "No.. I..." she looked down, saw Spencer's hands moving under her shirt, and let go of a moan that had groan in the back of her throat. "That feels really good..." She pushed the strap of Spencer's dress down and pulled at the bare skin of her shoulder with her teeth.
Spencer gave in, yanked Aria's shirt over her head, undid her bra in a swift movement, and then pushed the girl in her arms down, so she was laying on the bed, with Spencer above her. She looked down at Aria's bare breasts, which rose and fell to the rhythm of the girl's passioned breathing. "We've been drinking," she insisted, "We should... We should stop..."
Aria had been holding back so long, always careful not to look at Spencer too long, scared she would say something, reveal her feelings. But now, she was topless, laying in her own bed, with the very girl she'd been fantasizing about straddling her jeans. She couldn't resist anymore- she reached forward, yanked Spencer's dress up and off and tossed it into the floor. She undid Spencer's bra, just as she had undone her own, and then she yanked the girl closer and said, "No. We should make love." Then, in a quick, fluid motion, she brought one of the girl's breasts to her lips, and she took her nipple into her mouth and sucked gently, listening to the beautiful moans that greeted her...
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