(The Chapter all Spoby Fans have been waiting for... You'll see what I mean ;) )
As the truck reached the alley behind the brew, Spencer wasn't so cold anymore. She surely did feel sick still, but, at least she was warm. The truck shuttered to a stop, and Toby stopped the truck near the stairs that went up to the loft. The truck gave out as Toby pulled the keys from the ignition, and he looked over to Spencer. "Are you alright?"
She nodded. There was a silence between them, the sound of an easy breeze from outside the truck. Toby shifted in his seat, looking closer at her. She took her hands and pressed them against her stomach, under Toby's coat he had given her. Spencer looked down at her cold hands, and sighed.
"Spencer…? Is this about what happened at the ball?"
She looked to her side, over to him. She couldn't really see his face, it was dark outside. But she could easily read his worried expression, from his wide eyes, to his stressed expression. Spencer hated to have him worry constantly about her, but she couldn't blame him really. Something always bad had to happen around her and her friends. Toby couldn't control that, neither could she.
"It's about… everything… I guess." Spencer answered, her voice small. She looked back down to her hands, which shook, not from the cold. But from the bad thoughts in her head from all of the terrible things that had happened to her. She could hear Toby breathe out, and then push himself closer to Spencer. "Please, Spencer, don't shut me out. You know I'm always here for you."
Spencer nodded, stating, "I know that Toby, trust me, I know." Toby took her hands from her stomach, and held them in his. "Then please talk to me."
Spencer breathed in, and then shakily breathed back out. "It's just… I don't know. There's something strange going on, I feel it, but… I don't know. Forget I said anything, I'm just being weird." Spencer laughed uncomfortably, shaking her head, and looking down at their intertwined hands. Toby gave her a confused look, and Spencer looked back up at him. She could tell he was just getting more worried.
"You're not being weird, Spence. I just want to understand what you're feeling so I can help you." Toby pulled her hands closer to him, near his chest. Spencer scooted closer to him. "I just want to forget about what happened tonight. I can't even think about what could've happened. Can we please just go inside?" Spencer pleaded, shaking softly. Toby seemed disappointed to not get answers, but he nodded, letting her hands go, and grabbing his keys that sat above the steering wheel, opening his door, and beginning to walk out.
Cold rushed into the truck, and she quickly took Toby's jacket, and wrapped it around her, and opened her door, scooting out, and letting her bare feet hit the cold ground. She saw Toby's silhouette begin to walk up the stairs already. Spencer rushed after him; surprised he didn't wait for her. He was upset, she knew that, but she just didn't want to spend Christmas moping around in sorrow. But, she knew if she didn't fix this, Toby would be the one upset.
Toby opened the loft door, and he held it open for her. Spencer gave him a grateful look, and walked inside. Toby shut the door gently behind him, looking out for a few seconds. Spencer set his jacket on the coat hanger near the door, and she began to take her bun out from her hair. Toby walked over into the kitchen, looking at her hardly. He went to a cabinet shortly above his head, and grabbed a pot from it, and he walked over to the sink, filling the pot with water, and setting it on the burner, twisting the knob quickly. He stood over the burner, even though she knew he knew it'd take around ten minutes.
Spencer sighed, and she sat down on the couch, using her hands to brush out her hair from the knotted bun. She threw the hair tie onto the coffee table, looking down at her stomach again, realizing she didn't feel sick anymore. But she did feel a different sickness. She felt guilty, and nervous. Mainly guilty because she knew Toby just wanted to understand what she was feeling. But she didn't even know how she felt, not anymore really. Spencer turned on the couch, and looked at Toby. He still had his back facing her, still looking down at the pot. Spencer called out sadly, "Toby…"
He froze, and then he turned around, looking at her with sad eyes. Spencer looked sadly at him; it hurt her even worse to see him upset. "Please, please don't give me the guilty card. I'm being honest when I say I don't know how I feel. I just… I don't know how to feel anymore… It's just too hard to." Spencer looked down now, surely crying now. She had no idea why she was crying, she just felt terrible.
She heard Toby's footsteps coming towards her, and she twisted to be facing away from him. She hid her tear streaked eyes with her palms of her hands, and she closed her eyes, crying softly. She felt Toby's presence in front of her, and she could tell he was leaning down in front of her. She heard his knees hit the floor below her, and she felt his hands go on each of her wrists, bringing them down from her face slowly. She looked at him for a second, his blue eyes, his sad look, but then she looked down at her knee.
"I'm sorry Spence. I shouldn't have reacted like that." She didn't look at him, her eyes blurry with tears. He stroked her face with his fingers, prying off some pieces of hair from her face. "Hey… Spence. Look at me." Spencer looked at him, and he slowly leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers.
"Spencer… You're my everything. Please, if you ever feel this way, please don't hesitate to tell me. You can be honest with me; I'm never going to judge you. Do you remember when you were released from the police station, and what did I say to the first cop?" Toby lightened his voice up, and Spencer replied with, "I will ram you with my wheel chair if you ever arrest her again."
Spencer laughed as she said it, remembering the confused cop as Toby wheeled himself closer to the cop. She remembered he seemed exhausted and he had waited all night out in the waiting room. She remembered seeing him wheel himself over to her.
Toby kept his forehead pressed to hers, laughing lightly. "I knew you could never hurt anyone, you're the sweetest girl I have ever met. I showed that cop, huh?" Spencer smiled gently, her tears starting to dry up. "Yeah, you sure did. He won't bother me ever again." Toby took his hands, and placed them on each side of her face. "I will trip him with that wheel chair." Toby and she laughed quietly amongst themselves, and Toby looked at her. He pulled away gently from her, and stared at her. He took his thumbs, and wiped the remaining tears away, then he leaned forward, his hands sliding down on each side of her hips, and he placed light kisses to her face, to her neck. She laughed gently.
"What are you doing?" She asked, pushing him away playfully. "Kissing the most amazing girlfriend in the world, is that an issue?" He asked mockingly, kissing her other side of her neck, right under her jaw, one of her most sensitive spots. Suddenly, she grabbed his shirt, and pulled him up to be with her, and kisses him right on the mouth. Thank God in the truck she had eaten a billion mints form her previous sickness. Cause right now things were getting heated.
She felt his hands gently press her against him, his body between her legs. She let out a small laugh, and he kissed her again, his lips warm against her slightly cold ones. Suddenly, he stood up slightly, then placed his hands on the couch, pulling himself above her. She moved her body onto the couch, kissing his neck as he touched her waists, her dress the thing blocking skin contact. Spencer looked up at Toby, and he stayed above her. He gently leaned down, kissing her forehead. There was a loud squeal form the kitchen, and Spencer groaned. Toby started to get up to get it, but Spencer playfully pushed him back down onto the couch. "I got it."
Spencer began to walk into the kitchen. She grabbed the handle, and brought the hot water off the burner. She kept blushing suddenly, thinking of Toby who was just in the other room. Spencer filled two cups of water next to her on the counter, about to start making her own eggnog, but she heard a sound from the bedroom. She cocked her head, but thought nothing of it, and continued to make the eggnog. Then, she felt someone's eyes on her. She turned around, but she was greeted by a kiss on her lips by Toby. He had her pinned against the counter, her bottom of her back hitting the counter edge, his hands on her waist. She tried to feel his shirt, but found he didn't have one on. Surprised, she opened her eyes to find he was only in boxers… which were decorated with penguins. Not manly penguins either, they were cute little penguins everywhere, as if from a kids show. Spencer parted form Toby and began to laugh. Toby smiled. "What's so funny?" He asked, pinning her back against the wall as she began to move away from the kitchen.
"Toby, what the hell are you wearing?" She laughed. Toby kissed her again quickly. "Merry Christmas." Spencer looked at him, "Is this a gift?" Toby looked at her seductively. "Maybe. Depends on how you take the gift."
Spencer raised an eyebrow at him, and he reached behind her back, beginning to unzip her dress from her shoulders. She kisses him hard, almost attacking him, and stroking her hands down his abs, her fingers then tightening their grip in his hair. Toby pulls her dress off her chest, then off her legs, and Spencer kicks her dress off, just in her bando and her white laced panties. Toby's arms go under her calves, and pulls her up, and he begins to carry her to his bedroom, as Spencer makes out with him intensely. Spencer then closes her eyes as he enters his bedroom. He gently leans over her, placing her gently on the side of his bed. Spencer opens her eyes, looking at him as she pulls his boxers towards her, and he smiles at her mysteriously, and then comes over her, kissing her neck, his tongue grazing her skin. She can't help but moan. Wow. What a Christmas gift this was.
They continue kissing until Spencer has to stop to breathe. When Spencer catches her breath, Toby kisses her neck, his hands roaming over her waist, then over her stomach, back up to her neck. Spencer opens her eyes, looking up at the ceiling. She looked to her right, and sees the snow floating outside the window. She peels her eyes away from the snow scenery, and she grips Toby's face in between her hands, and kisses him again, their lips both hot. He feels his hand go under her calf, and pull it over his waist. Spencer moans as friction begins to heat up between them. He then grips under her back with both hands, and she wraps her legs around his waist as he gently lifts her to lie back on the pillows. He begins to slowly grind against her, and Spencer's hands begin to shake uncontrollably, as she grips the sheets on both her sides, her legs tightening around him. He kissed her space between her breasts, and Spencer grabs the bottom of her bando, and pries it off. He helps her take it off, and she throws it off the bed. His eyes graze over her for a few seconds, and he kisses her lightly but deeply on her lips. "I love you." He whispers. "I love you too." Spencer breaths out, heavily. Spencer grabs Toby's boxers and she bits his bottom lip lightly. Toby moans, and he helps Spencer get his boxers off. Spencer watches as he throws them to their right, and she was sure she would be borrowing those soon. Spencer pulls her panties off, and they both look at each other. It wasn't as much as a lustful look. Toby's blue eyes glowed in the dark, and the lights from outside the loft peered through the window, only lighting up one side of his face. Spencer breathed heavily below him, the world growing slow, quiet, only the sound of their breathing exists now. Spencer could feel her heart beat in her stomach, and Toby slowly touches her chin, kissing her lips. This innocent kiss gives way to love, and love grows to passion, then to lust. Their bodies began to move in rhythm, in sync with each other. Toby tried to stay gentle with her, she was not very used to it yet. But she felt safe, she felt calm. Toby began to kiss her neck, moving in deep slow movements with her, their bodies hot and sweaty. Spencer let out a loud moan, and Toby touches her hips, then under her legs, bringing himself even closer to her as they then road out each other's pleasurable orgasms. Spencer screamed out a loud moan, and she felt her heart beat faster and faster. Toby kisses her neck harder, and then he pulls away, and seals his lips with Spencer's pressing himself against in her in an amazingly deep way. "Ah, Toby… I'm— close…" Spencer grabbed his shoulders, then she threw her hands on his back, clawing him gently. Toby moaned back, replying shakily with, "Me…too." Spencer could only hear their heavy breathing, and she suddenly felt a frenzy of heat explode in her body, making her arch her back up, her chest hitting against his, her head back, as she let out the loudest moan she had ever let out, and raking Toby's back with her nails, as Toby stiffened above her, moaning too. Spencer breathed out, and she lied back down, and Toby relaxed above her, kissing her one last time. He rolled off of her, but he pulled her against his chest, and she listened to the quick beating of his heart.
Spencer still shook from the pleasure, and Toby stroked her bare back. "Was I bad?" Spencer asked, worried she had gone too far with her clawing his back. Toby stopped. He looked down at her. "What are you talking about?" Spencer shrugged. "Did I like… hurt you?" Toby hugged her against him. "Spencer, you were perfect. Don't you ever think you did something wrong with… making love." Spencer smiled at the words making love. It sounded so romantic. "I should be asking you if you're alright." Toby touched her hip, and Spencer looked up at him. "I'm fine. More than fine. I feel… amazing." Toby smiled, and kissed her forehead. "I just don't want you to ever feel uncomfortable." Spencer kisses his chest, and shushes him. "You would never hurt me, Tobes." She loved calling him nick names, she thought it was cute, like the way he would call her Spence when he was worried about her, or proud of her, or just ever in general. She closed her eyes, and Toby held her in his arms, he shielded her from the coldness of the world outside. He stared down at the girl he will always love. More than his own life.
Toby never pictured him being with anyone, net ever really, but Spencer… god. She was everything. Maybe it was about the way she looked at him with her wide brown eyes, or the way she laughed when she was once cleaning the floors of the loft, and Toby slipped on the wet floor. Or maybe it was how she kissed him like he was her one. Like he was the man of her dreams, her hero. It could be the way she bit her fingernails when she studied, or how she twisted the pencil in her small hands. It could be the way she talked to him, like he was her best friend, and the way she trusted him with all of her feelings, all of her emotions, how she trusted him to keep her safe. He loved her. But the word love never seemed like enough for how he felt for her. For in that moment, he knew there was more. To have her in his arms, as he felt her slowly fall asleep, as he watched her body rise and fall with deep sleep. She was his girl.
He couldn't help it now. He wanted to do something, so he did. He began to lightly sing to her, just for her to hear:
"Oh, my darling, in my eyes I see forever here with you
There's no denying how much I will fight for you.
Here you are, breathing softly in my arms
Sweetheart, I promise to you, I'll keep safe from all that is harm
This world may be full of questions
But there is no question in how I feel for you
You are my angel, my light,
True beauty does not exist until I have you here tonight
So, please, please my love, don't be afraid
My love for you will never fade
Because you are the one person who makes my world so great
I will spend as long as I can with you, no matter how late"
I love you. So much." Toby finished. He looked down at Spencer, and he saw she smiled. She opened her eyes slightly, and hugged him. "Can you sing it again to me?" Toby smiled, and kisses her cheek. "For you? Always."