Chapter Twenty Six

After, their most passionate kiss, the duo eventually parted ways with the marvelous view, and the rest of New York as Toby drove home. Their passionate kiss, turned into a heated, and deep make out session within minutes. After all, it was expected. These two have been shooting googly eyes at each other for a while now. This make out session however, was different then the past two they've had. It was slow, and their lips lingered on each other's longer. It was sweeter, deeper, more meaningful. It's was like they were striving for each other, they were each other's oxygen, and they needed each other. Although, it had to come to a bitter sweet end. They both knew, it wouldn't be the last, and although they were sad this one had to end, it was getting rather late.

About an half hour into the trip back home, he insisted Spencer went to sleep, after being in the presence of her umpteenth time yawns. After some stubbornness, and insisting she wasn't tired, she dozed off. He admirably glanced at her every so often, and he just couldn't believe how happy he was. He couldn't knock the foolish smile off his face, as much as he tried. Spencer, eventually woke up sheepishly stretching her arms out. Now, they were just fifteen minutes out of Philadelphia, Spencer muttered a 'Dammit' due to the fact that, she fell asleep.

"You could have waken me." She muttered looking at him, her eyes puffed from how tired she actually was.

"But, then I wouldn't have gotten to see how adorable you look when you sleep." He said back, glancing at her. Spencer, bit her lip to refrain her smile from growing any larger.

"Aren't you suppose to being keeping your eyes on the road?" She tried to ask sarcastically and dryly, instead her voice led out lightly and a small giggle even escaped her mouth. Perhaps, she was just happy. Really happy.

"You make that pretty hard," He said lightly, but casually. Spencer sighed happily, as her cheeks flushed red, as she shifted in her seat comfortably. Soon, he arrived at her new apartment building. Spencer sighed, although, she was extremely tired, and desperately missed her comfortable bed, she wanted to stay with Toby. She didn't want this perfect night to end.

Maybe it didn't have too.

He stepped out of his truck before Spencer even made a movement, but Spencer beat him to it, and opened her own door, a smirk lurking on her fair face. Although, she did take his hand instantly, letting him help her out. The two strolled up to her apartment, slowly, as slow as slugs actually. It was obvious, neither wanted to leave each other. Once they got to her door, they stopped as he gleamed into her mocha eyes.

"Tonight was fun," She said softly as she became lost in his oceanic blue orbs.

"Yeah," He agreed before pulling her closer, and into a deep kiss, which she attentively attended too. She let her tongue find its way into his mouth, as he gripped her upper back tightly, not wanting to let her go.

Although, soon they did part, both breathing hard staring into each other's eyes lovingly. "Do you want to see my room?" She whispered as soft as a mouse.

He nodded back hesitantly, and murmured out a 'Yeah,' before she unlocked the door to her apartment, that she shared with Aria and Ezra. She hushed Toby as they stepped through the hallway, she didn't want Aria waking up. Whenever, Ezra would be out of town like tonight when he had a conference in Maryland, she wouldn't sleep well. Usually, on those days she would crash at Spencer's old apartment; the one with Toby and Wren. The point was, Aria was a light sleeper when Ezra was away, and she didn't want her tiny friend embarrassing her more than, she had already earlier that day.

It was clear that the two wanted each other, wanted each other in every single way. But, it was also visible how exhausted both were. It was already five a.m, and soon the sun would be hovering over the horizon. Although, she didn't want him to leave, and he wasn't exactly ready to let her go yet either. So, against Spencer's better judgment, she crept into Aria's and Ezra's room, for a pair of Ezra's sweats, Toby could borrow. Even though, the brunette was quiet as a mouse, she heard the little yawn come from the bed and a drowsy murmur.

Spencer closed the dresser drawer quietly, and tried to sneak out of the room. But, at this point the tiny girl was more alert, "Spencer?" She questioned adjusting her hazel eyes to the darkness. Spencer, winced.

"Hey," She whispered.

"What are you doing in here? What time is-" Her voice trailed confused, until her eyes met the plaid red pajama pant's in her best friend's hands. A smile crept on Aria's face, as she arched her eyebrows at her friend. "And who's those for?" She said happily.

"Toby," Spencer murmured. "He's just spending the night." She said quickly.

"Mhm," Aria smirked as she leaned over to the small night table next to her. She opened the small drawer, as it made a small creak. She shuffled through it, and pulled out a few condoms throwing them at her.

"I'm serious." She gritted through her teeth. Regardless she caught them in her hand.

"Tell me about in the morning," She yawned as she curled up back in blankets in a fetal position, as she swatted her best friend away, as if she were a fly. Spencer rolled her eyes as she stared at the condoms briefly, and then back at her friend balled up on her bed. Spencer sighed happily, as she skipped out the dark room and into her own, stuffing the condoms in her coat's pockets.

Toby greeted her with a warm smile as she entered her room once again, plaid pajama pants in hand. She threw them at him sheepishly. "He's kind of a plaid fan," Spencer shrugged with a giggle.

He caught them and cased his eyes downwards toward the pair of pants in hand, then back at the girl swaying in the doorway. She cleared her throat, before walking to her own dresser, and collecting a loose T-shirt and a pair of stretchy shorts. Although, Toby had seen her in her underwear more times than, one. As per example, the dark ages when she was messing with him, and strolling around in her underwear, when he was dating Hanna. Although, now it was different.

But, she managed to make her mind up quickly, and started to strip of her clothing. Her many layers of clothing. First her scarf, mittens, coat, sweater, and jeans. In the process she caught a glance at Toby changing, although she had seen him in his boxers before, this had set the final match of her fiery desire of him. Spencer was observant, she had caught him subtly glancing at her too. Spencer stopped half way pulling her shirt down, and her eyes fell on her jacket. The shirt fell down to her stomach, and she looked at Toby as he sat on her made bed lazily. He shifted his eyes toward her and gulped, desire crashing through his eyes.

Although, both agreed they were exhausted. Spencer felt a burst of adrenaline kick in, and she walked over to him slowly. She stood above him, as she unclasped her bra quickly and threw it into her messy pile of clothes. Usually, she wouldn't allow a messy pile of clothes, just lying around, but she was too preoccupied to care.

"Are you sure your comfortable in that shirt?" She referred to the long sleeve maroon shirt he had been wearing that whole day.

"It's fine," he murmured. Usually, he would sleep shirtless, although he was with Spencer. He didn't want to seem like some douche. Although, his eyes stuck with desire, as she looked upon him with the same desire, pulling her pony tail out. Her brown hair scattered down her back, and shoulders. In a brisk movement, she crawled on the bed and pressed her palm to his chest and initiated a deep kiss. Which his lips instantly replied to.

"I think you'll be more comfortable without it," She mumbled against his lips as her hands traveled up his shirt, feeling his muscular body, made her want him even more. She was no longer tired, as they loved each other for awhile now. It wasn't like this was like an actual first date. Toby mumbled something into her mouth, as he helped her pulled off his shirt.

Her hands traveled down his body slowly as the slightly shifted positions. Toby's hands traced her body gently as his tongue entered her mouth, gladly. Although, like Spencer, he had been tired too, he was now hyped and moaning softly at her finger's trailing down his body, getting dangerously close to his pant's line. He couldn't believe this was happening, he had never felt so much desire for any one. In his whole life.

She played with the strings on the red pajama pants teasingly. "Toby," She whispered, her chest moving up and down as he rolled them over, so now he was hovering over her, tracing down her neck with kisses. "Toby," She said in a slight moan as he tenderly kissed her collar bone. He too removed his lips from contact with her skin, and looked at her softly. "I want you," She blurting gripping his messy hair and pulling his hair tightly, their lips meeting once again.

With his free hand, his hand roamed up the back of her shirt, as it tugged upwards partly. His hand climbed up her spine, making her thrust into him, one of her hands on his bare mid back, the other on his hip. She removed her hands off his body, followed by her lips. Next, she pulled her, half way off, shirt all the way off. Now, on the side of the bed. Toby admired the new territory with his eyes for a second, and then cased his eyes back into her deep chocolate ones, as they caught their breath from the deep make out session. She tugged his pant hem softly, as he swallowed hardly.

"Spencer, are you sure?" He asked quickly. "I don't have anything," He panted. He should had probably mentioned something earlier...

She nodded her head slowly. "I have it covered," She said glancing at the pile of clothes. Before, Toby could follow her gaze she crashed her lips against his again, and as the night, or I should say morning progressed, it just got more heated.

This was a tad short, honestly. I was debating to even make them have sex or not, like I was internally having a war with my self. Cause they just started dating and all, but they've loved eachother for a while. SOOO i think it's okay? Plus, it's spoby. So like, i couldn't resist.