Spencer stared at her like she had grown a second head. “You sound like a pretentious University student cross bred with a whiny foul mouthed 14 year old.”

“Shut up! No I don’t.” Her girlfriend pouted.

“Aw did I hurt your feelings.” She replied with a surprisingly good impersonation of a considerate look. When those brown curls bounced adorably in a nod, she rolled over and quickly pecked the pouted lips which earned her a smile in response before turning to her original spot on her back.

“Maybe I should do that more often.” A pink tongue darted out to taste the remnants. Blue eyes were drawn as that appendage swiped across the full lower lip, leaving it glistening and begging to be kissed. “So how was the first day back?”

Her gaze moved up words to find warm brown eyes staring back at her with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “Fine.” Spencer smiled. “A little crazy in the beginning but it turned out ok.”

“Good.” Ashley leaned her upper body over her lover, staring into those eyes that she could never stop falling into. A hand reached up and pulled her down by her neck gently, guiding her lips towards Spencer’s where they kissed languidly. It seemed like it had been centuries since the last time they both gave into what their bodies wanted but the charge that surged under her skin never changed.

With the absolute pandemonium that had been surrounding them as of late, it was hard to just be; Be Ashley, Be Spencer, be everything that entails a couple in love. These random moments of calm were a blessing and damn it, they were going to take advantage of it.

Moving her hands to the brunette’s hips, Spencer moved them until Ashley was straddling her, still kissing the girl until the burning in her lungs was too powerful to ignore. They broke apart for air but slow, delicious, descent was moving from her jaw to her neck, making a whimper force its way out of her.

*They say hip-hop is dead, I’m here to resurrect me.*

The cell phone rang from the nightstand and it took every ounce of willpower not to smash it into a million tiny silicone pieces. “Ignore it.” The felt the brunette murmur against her chest. They both knew it was Dano from the ringtone but neither of them wanted to ruin the moment. She slipped her hands underneath Ashley’s shirt, running her fingers down her back as she felt her own top being lifted upwards, course material rubbing against her smooth skin.