Authors Note (A/N): This does not follow the Current Track, none of the guys besides Ezra are in this story, Characters will be slightly OOC (out of Character)

Hey Everyone! It's your co-author Taz here, jus wanted to wish zak194 a happy birthday! This chapter is part of your gift, hope you enjoy it! Have an epic day my friend and here's to an awesome birthday!

P.S- For readers of zak194's Martyr, I've been begging her to update so fingers crossed she updates soon

NC-18 WARNING LEMON-Y SMUT AHEAD! So underage readers look away! I mean it...

This chapter contains scenes depicting acts of explicit sexual nature so reader discretion is advised. The scene is in bold and marked off with a warning so feel free to skip it if it makes you uncomfortable.

Chapter 7: Neighbourly Obsession

*Same Night-Alison Dilaurentis' Bedroom*

Alison slammed her laptop shut, fury coursing through her as she comprehended what she had just seen.

'You belong to ME Spencer! You Are MINE!"

The blonde stood up and walked towards her closet. She dropped to her knees, opened her bottom drawer and shifted aside some of her folded shirts until she reached the wooden bottom. She clicked the wood aside and pulled out the contents of the hollowed out compartment.

Alison pulled off her shirt and a pale blue, slightly dirty field hockey jersey emblazoned with the number 14 and the Name "Hastings" soon found its way onto Alison's body.

'Do you remember the day I got this Spencie...you had just won MVP for the season in our sophomore year...we all crashed at your place that night after your victory party and I pinched it from your bag. You hadn't washed it yet and when I smelt it...it was a scent that was soo uniquely you so I couldn't bear to wash it either. You grew two inches that summer and you probably thought you outgrew the shirt and lost it but I have it Spencie. ..knowing that I'm wearing something that you once wore, that my skin is touching something that your skin touched gives me a sense of satisfaction. It feels like I'm wearing you, that I'm inside you and it feels amazing.'

Alison pulled out the second item from her secret compartment. A pair of black boyshorts were clutched in Alison's hand. The blonde sniffed it appreciatively, enjoying the slightly musky scent and brushed the cloth against her cheek.

'You smell amazing Spencer. ..you didn't even notice this was gone... I stole it from your dirty laundry hamper during our back to school sleepover last year...I'll never wear it because I don't want your scent to fade... Hanna can't please you my love...but one day It'll be my turn and I will do anything you want...I'll be your slave baby... that bitch hefty doesn't deserve you..."

Alison pulled of the shirt and held it in the same hand that clutched the pair of boyshorts. Clad only in a pair of red silk panties and matching bra slowly she stood up and began pushing aside the dresses hanging on the rail, the hangers scraping the metal rod as they were moved. The back wall of her closet was wood panelled so the blonde shifted a few loose panels aside and sighed in appreciation at what was revealed.

Pictures of Spencer adorned the back wall. Casual pictures of the brunette overlapped pictures of the girl sleeping or playing field hockey. Some pictures were clearly taken without the girl's knowledge because the brunette obviously didn't pose for the pictures of her changing in her bedroom or showering in her adjoining bathroom.

'God...you're beautiful. .. and that Hastings charm coupled with the Hastings fortune make you a total catch. You have no idea how many people I had to scare away from you! and you don't make it easy... being all nice to everyone and flashing that charming smile everywhere. ..soo many people want to get into your pants or call you theirs...but I won't let it happen. ..you are mine..MINE! I can see you whenever I want...Thanks to these cameras I hid in your room in our junior year. Only I'm allowed to see you like this Spencie. ..your body and heart belong to me...'

Slowly the blonde got up and made her way towards her bed, snapping her bra off and began caressing her breast.

'You shook my hand today then hugged me when I entered the coffee shop...I haven't washed this hand yet...now it'll be like you're touching me...'

Alison closed her eyes and moaned, her mind kicking into overdrive as she stimulated her pleasure.

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Soon she found her hand teasing herself through her silk panties.

Soon her mind conjured another hand joining hers, a more slender hand rubbing along side hers against her clothed centre.

Her fantasy taking over her reality, she opened her eyes and grinned wildly as she gazed up the long athletic arm that was attached to the hand teasing her.

The blonde sighed happily at the vision of Spencer Hastings rubbing her core. She envisioned the tall brunette clad in a pair of black boyshorts, the same pair Alison had stolen, paired with a plain black bra.

'Plain and simple...she doesn't need anything extra...she's perfect the way she is...'

Alison: "You're finally here..."

Her apparition spoke, their voice darker and more commanding than her friend's actual tone.

Spencer: "I was held up elsewhere..."

Alison: "Making hefty squeal..."

Alison scoffed as she said it causing the figment of her imagination to chuckle.

Spencer: "She means nothing to me babe...she can't compare with you...none of my other partners compare to you..."

Alison smiled as her lover rubbed harder at her closed entrance causing the blond to moan loudly.

Alison: "So you're not...mmnnh...you're not mad at me for today?"

Her lover withdrew their fingers from the now moistened fabric and smirked.

Spencer:" Oh...I'm still angry about that...you were very naughty today Ali..."

Alison: "Yesss...baby I was naughty today...I was bad...so bad...I was naughty and naughty girls should be spanked..."

Her lover moved back and quickly took a seat on the blonde's bed, her hands moving in a 'come hither' motion. The blonde all but rushed to her lover's side,eager for the pleasure she was about to receive. Smiling dreamily at her lover she laid herself face down across the brunette's lap, the taunt skin of the blonde's stomach resting against the brunette's creamy thighs.

Alison moaned as she felt a soft hand caressing her clothed posterior. Suddenly she felt a sharp sting against her ass,the sound of a hand striking down on flesh caused Alison to scream in excitement.

Alison: "I was soo bad baby...punish me..."

She felt a three more harsh slaps to her ass, each one punctuated with a sensual moan from Alison.

Spencer: "Get on the bed...on your knees and place your hand against the head board..."

Alison: "Baby ...what?"

Spencer: "Do as I say...or I'll leave...do you want me to leave?"

Alison's eyes widened in panic.

Alison: "NO! No...baby...I'll do what you want..."

Quickly Alison got up onto the bed, in the position that her imaginary lover commanded her to be in.

Spencer: "Eyes front.. I have a surprise for you..."

Dilligently Alison kept her eyes forward. Seconds later she felt her panties being lowered,the silk fabric resting in the groove of her bent knees. A finger slowly began to caress her exposed core making the blond shudder in anticipation

Spencer: "Last time you brought me here you told me that you wanted me to do this...are you still game baby?"

Alison: "That's what I love about you Spencie...I give myself to you willingly and you still ask if I want this..."

Without warning, Alison felt something hard and cylindrical enter her. She moaned loudly at the intrusion and pushed back into her lover. Spencer gripped Alison's hips and chuckled.

Spencer: "I won't be gentle baby..."

Alison: "Mmmh...I dont want you to be...fuck me baby..."

Alison's words were rewarded by Spencer withdrawing the harnessed toy from her folds causing the blonde to whine loudly. Before the blonde could finish saying the brunette's name, Spencer had slammed the toy back into her causing the blonde to moan out the rest of the girl's name.

Alison: "Spencerrrrrr-"

The bed shook with the intensity of the thrust causing Alison to place her hands against the head board as Spencer slammed into her rhythmically at a punishing pace.

The bed frame shook and Alison's chest bounced and heaved as she was repeatedly entered causing the blonde to scream loudly.

Alison: "Uhn! Mmmh. ..ooohhh...oh...harder baby! Uhn! fuck me harder..."

Her request was obliged as her lover moved and thrusted into her.

Alison: "I'm a bad girl...I'm sooo bad...and I need to be punished. .. punish me baby...'

Soon spots danced across the blonde's vision as her walls clenched. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head,her release flooding out of her, coating her fingers and inner thighs.

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Alison opened her eyes and sighed in contentment. She was alone in her room,resting against her bed with her fingers rhythmically pumping into her entrance.

As she came down from her high she grinned to herself.

'Soon baby...soon..then we can be together and you can have me in whatever position you want...'

Sighing to herself, Alison sat up slightly and pulled her laptop towards her. The device had been resting on her bed all through out her dirty fantasy.

She turned on the device and smiled at the image filling her screen. The brunette that was the star of her erotic dreams was sound asleep in her bedroom. The feed was live and Alison stroked the screen adoringly as though caressing the brunette's cheek through the glass.

Her elation was short lived when strands of blond hair cascaded across the brunette's shoulder.

'That stupid Bitch Hanna! How dare she cuddle with MY Spencer! She doesn't deserve you Spencie. ..you deserve the best...you derserve me!'

Alison stifled a yawn and slowly places a kiss on the portion of the screen filled by Spencer's sleeping face.

Alison: "Goodnight my love..."

The blond shut her laptop off,closed her eyes and began to dream, continuing her fantasy from a few hours ago.