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(A/N): this whole chapter is literally smut- AND AFTERCARE 😁😁 your welcome for feeding you guys 🙈🙈🙈
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You didn't know how you ended up making out with Spencer in his apartment building's hallways. But after a long day of work, and some teasing at a bar, you were finally here, basically eating Spencer's face off.
You were finally done with your stupid period, or as Spencer likes to call it, your 'withdrawal bleeding'. Whatever the hell that means.
Your hands were roaming all over his body, in his hair, on his back, his face. His hands were also everywhere.
You kissing was deep, and hungry. Almost as if you and Spencer hadn't had sex in years. You were both starving for each other, and now that you could finally have each other, you weren't going to starve.
You made it to his apartment. He pulled back, digging into his pockets for the keys. He grabbed them and tried to unlock the door.
You giggled at the sight of his hand shaking, and missing the key hole repeatedly.
"Spencer, hurry up." You breathed out. You didn't want to wait.
"I'm- dammit- I'm trying." His breathing just as heavy as yours.
The key finally went in and Spencer yanked the door open, shoving you inside. His lips were back on yours, in the same, animalistic way.
"I've been dying to fuck you ever since we got to the bar." Spencer mumbled into your mouth.
You pulled back, his words sent shivers down your spine.
You and Spencer backed up into a wall. He took the chance and took both of your wrists into his big hand, pinning them above your head. He bought his head back down, for another, sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, but pulled back after a second.
"Tell me what you want, Y/N." Spencer whispered into your ear.
An audible groan leaving your mouth. "I want you. All of you." You whispered back to Spencer.
He kissed your neck, leaving his love marks over the ones that were almost gone.
Spencer's hands went to the back of your thighs. You knew what he wanted, so you let him pick you up. Wrapping your legs around his waist, and your arms around his neck you leant down for another urgent kiss.
Your lips were probably red, and swollen, because you were kissing Spencer so much. But you didn't mind.
He set you down at the edge of his bed and broke the kiss.
