Staplegunned, S/A - AU Ch 21 NC-17
This'll be the last update before I go away, so enjoy it...maybe read it slowly...lol.
Chapter 21
Spencer could have said that the day was spent much the same way the day before had, but it wasn’t. It was worse. All she could think about was Ashley. Literally. She’d walk up and stand at a demonstration, but all she saw was Ashley; her face in the moonlight of park, the sound of her voice, and the feel of her hands. Spencer had been completely taken over, and she liked it.
She was aware that there was no turning back now. No way to get away from this without getting her heart ripped out of her chest. No way to keep her dignity if Ashley decided that when she left that it had just been a good time. The only thing that kept Spencer from breaking down at the thought of that was that, hopefully, they had two more days together. Two days for Ashley to get even further under her skin, and two days to convince Ashley that Spencer was more than just a few days of fun.
It wouldn’t be that hard, would it? Ashley seemed into her, right? She shook her head. Too many questions. She didn’t want to ask questions, she didn’t want to be unsure. She just wanted Ashley.
When she signed up for the expo, she didn’t ever think she’d be happy that the second day was shorter than the first, but at 2:00, when the last of the talks and demonstrations were over, she was ecstatic.
She called the hotel from her cell phone, and then asked for her own room, hoping Ashley was still there. The person at the front desk said there was no answer, so Spencer had them try Ashley’s room. She answered on the first ring.
“Hello?” She sounded a little hesitant.
“Ash?” Spencer said, unsure of why she posed it as a question. “It’s me, um - “
“Spence?” Ashley cut her off, suddenly sounding like her usual self.
“Yeah…yes. It’s Spencer.” She smiled, her own nervousness making her nervous all over again.
“Hey, you’re done! Are you back in your room?” Ashley asked.
“No, I’m just walking into the hotel now,” she said as she made her way through the main entrance.
“Excellent. I still would have been in your room, but being away from my notebook became an issue, so I vacated.” She explained.
“I understand completely.” Spencer nodded, even though Ashley couldn’t see her. “Did you get any writing done?”
She could practically hear the smirk on Ashley’s face as she said, “I did, actually.”
“Do I get to hear it?” Spencer asked as she got on the elevator.
“Maybe. It all depends.” Ashley said, teasing in her voice.
“On what?” Spencer asked, breath quickening.
“Your powers of persuasion, of course.” The way Ashley rolled the world ‘persuasion’ made Spencer want to persuade her for hours, and hours, and hours, and…
“I was on the debate team, if that gets me points,” Spencer said, trying to be glib.
Ashley laughed, which made Spencer smile. “I can see that working for you, yeah.”
“Good.” Spencer said quietly.
“Where are you?” Ashley asked, “In a closet?”
“Elevator,” Spencer said, “I’m quite fond of them now.”
“You weren’t before?” Ashley questioned, giggling.
“Not so much, no.” She answered. The elevator dinged and Spencer got off of it, walking down the hall.
“Well, I’m certainly glad that’s changed.”
“Me too.” She grinned as she stood in front of Ashley’s door, knocking gently.
“Houuusekeeepiiing!” Ashley said into the phone, making Spencer chuckle.
Ashley opened the door, and Spencer broke into a smile at the look of surprise on her face, seeing Spencer there. They both hung up their phones, looking at each other.
“Hi,” Ashley said softly.
“Hi,” Spencer responded, tilting her head. “Surprise.” Ashley stepped out of the door way and moved toward Spencer, pulling her close. Spencer leaned in for a tentative kiss, her arms moving around the shorter girl’s waist.
“I love surprises,” Ashley said, kissing Spencer back and dragging their connected forms out of the hallway and into her room.
In a slighted replay of their first night together, Ashley pushed Spencer back against the door once it was closed. Spencer kissed her deeper, slipping her tongue in Ashley’s mouth, twisting it with her own. Ashley’s hands grasped Spencer’s and pulled them off her waist, pinning them to the wall on either side of Spencer’s head.
Spencer breathed heavily into the kiss and Ashley pulled away for a moment, allowing them to get the oxygen they needed. She felt Ashley’s lips on her neck, her eyes closing at the feel of the perfect lips on her fevered skin.
“I guess its okay that I just dropped by then?” She panted, willing Ashley’s lips to come back to hers.
Ashley’s lips made half the journey, ending up at Spencer’s ear. She bit down on the lobe gently and said, “It’s more than okay. It’s been a really,” she kissed Spencer’s jaw, “really,” and then kissed it again, working her way back to her lips, finally getting there as she said, “long day.”
With those words, Spencer couldn’t stay pinned to the wall any longer. She had to be the one pinning. She laced her fingers with Ashley’s and propelled off the wall, spinning them quickly, beating Ashley with her own trick.
She kissed Ashley hard as one hand let go of the other girl’s and the other moved quickly to the hem of her wife beater, pushing it up roughly. She bent down, her mouth following the path her hands were leading, kissing her way up as her hands pushed the shirt. The material bunched at Ashley’s collarbone as Spencer lavished her breasts with kisses and tiny bites. Ashley arched into her and tried to free her hands, but Spencer wouldn’t have it.
“God, please, Spencer,” she whined as Spencer continued her assault, begging, “Spencer, please.”
“Please what? What do you want, Ashley?” She growled, speaking around the flesh in her mouth.
“I want you,” She breathed, “Oh fuck, I want you, Spencer.” That was enough for the Spencer. She backed away from the brunette’s chest and skimmed her hand down hard abs to the button-fly of Ashley’s jeans, undoing it with one hand. In one swift movement, her hand was inside Ashley’s jeans and boy shorts, and she was quickly feeling her way through the girl’s slick heat.
Ashley’s hips crashed into her hand at the touch, and within seconds, she had two fingers inside the wanting flesh, making Ashley yell. The hand holding Ashley’s released them and found its way around to Ashley’s ass, sliding under the cotton of her under wear to grab the skin as she slammed in and out of Ashley. Each time her hand entered and exited, she pushed the smaller frame into the wall, forcing rhythmic grunts and groans out her.
Ashley’s hands were in her hair, then on her face, hauling her in for a kiss as her hips moved more and more. Spencer’s fingers matched each push of Ashley, and if it weren’t for the fact that her hand barely fit in the jeans now, her thumb would be doing its job on the girl’s clit.
The brunette apparently didn’t need that, Spencer noticed as her breathing got shorter. She grasped Spencer’s shoulders and shook between Spencer and the wall, orgasm crashing down on her. Spencer pressed her forehead to the other girl’s, brushing her lips on Ashley’s, but not quite kissing them as Ashley let Spencer carry her through her climax.
As Ashley regulated her breathing, Spencer finally pressed tiny kisses to her lips, and then moved them all over her face, covering her with them. She removed her hand from Ashley’s pants and put both arms around her, holding her tight, but not so tight that she couldn’t breathe.
She felt Ashley’s arms encircle her as well, and heard her whisper, “I want you, Spencer...” It was so quiet that she thought at first that she was imagining it.
Spencer settled her face into the crook of Ashley’s slightly damp neck and breathed, “I want you too, Ashley. God, I want…you.” She couldn’t say everything she wanted to, but she could give Ashley that.
Ashley’s hands moved to Spencer’s hair, grasping her head and holding her close as she whispered, “What are we gonna do, Spence?”
She held Ashley tighter and murmured, “I don’t know, Ash,” she took a deep breath, “I don’t know.”
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Chapter 21
Spencer could have said that the day was spent much the same way the day before had, but it wasn’t. It was worse. All she could think about was Ashley. Literally. She’d walk up and stand at a demonstration, but all she saw was Ashley; her face in the moonlight of park, the sound of her voice, and the feel of her hands. Spencer had been completely taken over, and she liked it.
She was aware that there was no turning back now. No way to get away from this without getting her heart ripped out of her chest. No way to keep her dignity if Ashley decided that when she left that it had just been a good time. The only thing that kept Spencer from breaking down at the thought of that was that, hopefully, they had two more days together. Two days for Ashley to get even further under her skin, and two days to convince Ashley that Spencer was more than just a few days of fun.
It wouldn’t be that hard, would it? Ashley seemed into her, right? She shook her head. Too many questions. She didn’t want to ask questions, she didn’t want to be unsure. She just wanted Ashley.
When she signed up for the expo, she didn’t ever think she’d be happy that the second day was shorter than the first, but at 2:00, when the last of the talks and demonstrations were over, she was ecstatic.
She called the hotel from her cell phone, and then asked for her own room, hoping Ashley was still there. The person at the front desk said there was no answer, so Spencer had them try Ashley’s room. She answered on the first ring.
“Hello?” She sounded a little hesitant.
“Ash?” Spencer said, unsure of why she posed it as a question. “It’s me, um - “
“Spence?” Ashley cut her off, suddenly sounding like her usual self.
“Yeah…yes. It’s Spencer.” She smiled, her own nervousness making her nervous all over again.
“Hey, you’re done! Are you back in your room?” Ashley asked.
“No, I’m just walking into the hotel now,” she said as she made her way through the main entrance.
“Excellent. I still would have been in your room, but being away from my notebook became an issue, so I vacated.” She explained.
“I understand completely.” Spencer nodded, even though Ashley couldn’t see her. “Did you get any writing done?”
She could practically hear the smirk on Ashley’s face as she said, “I did, actually.”
“Do I get to hear it?” Spencer asked as she got on the elevator.
“Maybe. It all depends.” Ashley said, teasing in her voice.
“On what?” Spencer asked, breath quickening.
“Your powers of persuasion, of course.” The way Ashley rolled the world ‘persuasion’ made Spencer want to persuade her for hours, and hours, and hours, and…
“I was on the debate team, if that gets me points,” Spencer said, trying to be glib.
Ashley laughed, which made Spencer smile. “I can see that working for you, yeah.”
“Good.” Spencer said quietly.
“Where are you?” Ashley asked, “In a closet?”
“Elevator,” Spencer said, “I’m quite fond of them now.”
“You weren’t before?” Ashley questioned, giggling.
“Not so much, no.” She answered. The elevator dinged and Spencer got off of it, walking down the hall.
“Well, I’m certainly glad that’s changed.”
“Me too.” She grinned as she stood in front of Ashley’s door, knocking gently.
“Houuusekeeepiiing!” Ashley said into the phone, making Spencer chuckle.
Ashley opened the door, and Spencer broke into a smile at the look of surprise on her face, seeing Spencer there. They both hung up their phones, looking at each other.
“Hi,” Ashley said softly.
“Hi,” Spencer responded, tilting her head. “Surprise.” Ashley stepped out of the door way and moved toward Spencer, pulling her close. Spencer leaned in for a tentative kiss, her arms moving around the shorter girl’s waist.
“I love surprises,” Ashley said, kissing Spencer back and dragging their connected forms out of the hallway and into her room.
In a slighted replay of their first night together, Ashley pushed Spencer back against the door once it was closed. Spencer kissed her deeper, slipping her tongue in Ashley’s mouth, twisting it with her own. Ashley’s hands grasped Spencer’s and pulled them off her waist, pinning them to the wall on either side of Spencer’s head.
Spencer breathed heavily into the kiss and Ashley pulled away for a moment, allowing them to get the oxygen they needed. She felt Ashley’s lips on her neck, her eyes closing at the feel of the perfect lips on her fevered skin.
“I guess its okay that I just dropped by then?” She panted, willing Ashley’s lips to come back to hers.
Ashley’s lips made half the journey, ending up at Spencer’s ear. She bit down on the lobe gently and said, “It’s more than okay. It’s been a really,” she kissed Spencer’s jaw, “really,” and then kissed it again, working her way back to her lips, finally getting there as she said, “long day.”
With those words, Spencer couldn’t stay pinned to the wall any longer. She had to be the one pinning. She laced her fingers with Ashley’s and propelled off the wall, spinning them quickly, beating Ashley with her own trick.
She kissed Ashley hard as one hand let go of the other girl’s and the other moved quickly to the hem of her wife beater, pushing it up roughly. She bent down, her mouth following the path her hands were leading, kissing her way up as her hands pushed the shirt. The material bunched at Ashley’s collarbone as Spencer lavished her breasts with kisses and tiny bites. Ashley arched into her and tried to free her hands, but Spencer wouldn’t have it.
“God, please, Spencer,” she whined as Spencer continued her assault, begging, “Spencer, please.”
“Please what? What do you want, Ashley?” She growled, speaking around the flesh in her mouth.
“I want you,” She breathed, “Oh fuck, I want you, Spencer.” That was enough for the Spencer. She backed away from the brunette’s chest and skimmed her hand down hard abs to the button-fly of Ashley’s jeans, undoing it with one hand. In one swift movement, her hand was inside Ashley’s jeans and boy shorts, and she was quickly feeling her way through the girl’s slick heat.
Ashley’s hips crashed into her hand at the touch, and within seconds, she had two fingers inside the wanting flesh, making Ashley yell. The hand holding Ashley’s released them and found its way around to Ashley’s ass, sliding under the cotton of her under wear to grab the skin as she slammed in and out of Ashley. Each time her hand entered and exited, she pushed the smaller frame into the wall, forcing rhythmic grunts and groans out her.
Ashley’s hands were in her hair, then on her face, hauling her in for a kiss as her hips moved more and more. Spencer’s fingers matched each push of Ashley, and if it weren’t for the fact that her hand barely fit in the jeans now, her thumb would be doing its job on the girl’s clit.
The brunette apparently didn’t need that, Spencer noticed as her breathing got shorter. She grasped Spencer’s shoulders and shook between Spencer and the wall, orgasm crashing down on her. Spencer pressed her forehead to the other girl’s, brushing her lips on Ashley’s, but not quite kissing them as Ashley let Spencer carry her through her climax.
As Ashley regulated her breathing, Spencer finally pressed tiny kisses to her lips, and then moved them all over her face, covering her with them. She removed her hand from Ashley’s pants and put both arms around her, holding her tight, but not so tight that she couldn’t breathe.
She felt Ashley’s arms encircle her as well, and heard her whisper, “I want you, Spencer...” It was so quiet that she thought at first that she was imagining it.
Spencer settled her face into the crook of Ashley’s slightly damp neck and breathed, “I want you too, Ashley. God, I want…you.” She couldn’t say everything she wanted to, but she could give Ashley that.
Ashley’s hands moved to Spencer’s hair, grasping her head and holding her close as she whispered, “What are we gonna do, Spence?”
She held Ashley tighter and murmured, “I don’t know, Ash,” she took a deep breath, “I don’t know.”
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