Staplegunned, S/A -AU Ch. 6 - PG
An update with no smut, what? I know, I know. I think I'm going to get drawn and quartered on the SA forum for this one, but oh well. *shrug* Beta'd by Chloe, cuz she RUUUUUUUUUUUULEZ.
Chapter 6
Though she was tired, she was awake first, and managed to get up and out of the bed without disturbing the other girl. She went over to her bag and produced the item for which her reasons of wanting to go to her room instead were based - her camera. She slid back into the bed without waking Ashley, amazed at how hard of a sleeper the girl was. She turned on the machine and clicked off a few pictures of her angelic face, resting on the pillow where Spencer’s shoulder was only a few moments ago.
The next one was of her backside; half covered by the sheet, half exposed, the skin glowing in the dim light of the bedside lamp they’d left on. She zoomed in to capture the way the girl’s perfect breasts pressed into the mattress as she lie on her stomach.
The next shot was her legs, sticking out of the sheets, toned and perfectly smooth. Spencer moved back up to take another shot of the face, clicking of four or five shots before Ashley began to stir. Spencer got an almost frame by frame capture of the movement, smiling widely behind the camera as she watched the event unfold. It was over before she knew it, though, and Ashley was gone again, lost to the world of dreams.
Spencer sat and watched her for a several minutes. Only a few hours ago, she’d seen this girl, this stranger, in a hotel lobby and now they were sharing a bed. Normally, that wasn’t something that happened to her. She wasn’t the one-night-stand type. She actually preferred to date someone and then sleep with them, but she’d wanted this girl from the moment she saw her, and now she was wondering just how difficult a San Francisco to L.A. relationship would be.
She shook her head at her own silliness. She was sure this girl didn’t want anything like that. They didn’t even know each other. Sure, that could change, but she didn’t want to get herself thinking about things that might not be possible, so she’d just…not.
When she’d first come out she’d had that problem, getting too attached to women. It had gotten her heart broken more times than she cared to count. Sure, they weren’t real heartbreaks, but when you’re young, it feels like the world is ending when you’re hurt. After a while, she’d learned her lesson; only get attached to the ones that will be around for a reasonable amount of time. That had severely cut down how much she felt like shit, and how much ice cream she consumed.
Ashley stirred again, bringing one arm up and under her face. She looked so cute that Spencer couldn’t resist snapping another few shots of her.
As she looked through the viewfinder, Ashley’s eyes just barely opened, “How long have you been doing that?” she mumbled.
Spencer blushed, putting the camera down on the bed. “Sorry...just a couple minutes.” She lowered her voice to a whisper before saying, “You were just so beautiful, lying there, that I had to…”
“I get it,” Ashley started. “I get it.” She turned over onto her back and leaned up on her elbows. “Get any good shots?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Spencer blushed again, “Yeah, I did. Creeped out?” Spencer asked, brows furrowing.
“No, flattered, actually. No one’s ever done that.” Ashley said, yawning quickly.
“That’s a shame,” Spencer said, whispering again.
“Mm,” Ashley said in reply. “Are you done with that thing?” Ashley asked, nodding her head toward the camera.
Spencer looked puzzled and said, “Am I…?”
Ashley got off one elbow and reached her hand out, palm up. “Give it here.”
Spencer frowned and looked down as she handed the brunette her camera. Hadn’t Ashley just said she was flattered? As she handed her the camera, she sighed internally at the loss of the pictures. Wasn’t that what Ashley was doing, taking the camera?
She heard the distinctive snap of the lens mechanism and looked up to find Ashley pointing her own camera at her. The brunette smiled at her as she said, “I’m going to want copies of these…”
Spencer grinned when Ashley got up onto her knees and took a few more shots of Spencer before pushing the blonde down onto her back and straddling her hips as she took more pictures of her face. In Spencer's signature move, she brought her arm up to cover her face and heard Ashley took a picture of it.
As the sound of the camera snap was made over and over again, Spencer was glad she’d put in a new memory card.
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Chapter 6
Though she was tired, she was awake first, and managed to get up and out of the bed without disturbing the other girl. She went over to her bag and produced the item for which her reasons of wanting to go to her room instead were based - her camera. She slid back into the bed without waking Ashley, amazed at how hard of a sleeper the girl was. She turned on the machine and clicked off a few pictures of her angelic face, resting on the pillow where Spencer’s shoulder was only a few moments ago.
The next one was of her backside; half covered by the sheet, half exposed, the skin glowing in the dim light of the bedside lamp they’d left on. She zoomed in to capture the way the girl’s perfect breasts pressed into the mattress as she lie on her stomach.
The next shot was her legs, sticking out of the sheets, toned and perfectly smooth. Spencer moved back up to take another shot of the face, clicking of four or five shots before Ashley began to stir. Spencer got an almost frame by frame capture of the movement, smiling widely behind the camera as she watched the event unfold. It was over before she knew it, though, and Ashley was gone again, lost to the world of dreams.
Spencer sat and watched her for a several minutes. Only a few hours ago, she’d seen this girl, this stranger, in a hotel lobby and now they were sharing a bed. Normally, that wasn’t something that happened to her. She wasn’t the one-night-stand type. She actually preferred to date someone and then sleep with them, but she’d wanted this girl from the moment she saw her, and now she was wondering just how difficult a San Francisco to L.A. relationship would be.
She shook her head at her own silliness. She was sure this girl didn’t want anything like that. They didn’t even know each other. Sure, that could change, but she didn’t want to get herself thinking about things that might not be possible, so she’d just…not.
When she’d first come out she’d had that problem, getting too attached to women. It had gotten her heart broken more times than she cared to count. Sure, they weren’t real heartbreaks, but when you’re young, it feels like the world is ending when you’re hurt. After a while, she’d learned her lesson; only get attached to the ones that will be around for a reasonable amount of time. That had severely cut down how much she felt like shit, and how much ice cream she consumed.
Ashley stirred again, bringing one arm up and under her face. She looked so cute that Spencer couldn’t resist snapping another few shots of her.
As she looked through the viewfinder, Ashley’s eyes just barely opened, “How long have you been doing that?” she mumbled.
Spencer blushed, putting the camera down on the bed. “Sorry...just a couple minutes.” She lowered her voice to a whisper before saying, “You were just so beautiful, lying there, that I had to…”
“I get it,” Ashley started. “I get it.” She turned over onto her back and leaned up on her elbows. “Get any good shots?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Spencer blushed again, “Yeah, I did. Creeped out?” Spencer asked, brows furrowing.
“No, flattered, actually. No one’s ever done that.” Ashley said, yawning quickly.
“That’s a shame,” Spencer said, whispering again.
“Mm,” Ashley said in reply. “Are you done with that thing?” Ashley asked, nodding her head toward the camera.
Spencer looked puzzled and said, “Am I…?”
Ashley got off one elbow and reached her hand out, palm up. “Give it here.”
Spencer frowned and looked down as she handed the brunette her camera. Hadn’t Ashley just said she was flattered? As she handed her the camera, she sighed internally at the loss of the pictures. Wasn’t that what Ashley was doing, taking the camera?
She heard the distinctive snap of the lens mechanism and looked up to find Ashley pointing her own camera at her. The brunette smiled at her as she said, “I’m going to want copies of these…”
Spencer grinned when Ashley got up onto her knees and took a few more shots of Spencer before pushing the blonde down onto her back and straddling her hips as she took more pictures of her face. In Spencer's signature move, she brought her arm up to cover her face and heard Ashley took a picture of it.
As the sound of the camera snap was made over and over again, Spencer was glad she’d put in a new memory card.
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