Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

Chapter Thirty Three: Shots Fired

*severe TW for drug abuse in this chapter*

Placing his forehead on yours, he began to come down from climax, his breathing finally slowing. You tried your best to calm down, but you were feeling so many emotions at once. You felt happy and ecstatic, yet nervous and worried about what might come of this.

"Spencer..." You exhaled, trying to catch your breath.

"Y/N, you don't have to say anything now, let's just relax and calm down first, ok?" Spencer explained, his hands cupping your face, moving your head upwards to meet his.

"That sounds like a plan..." Chuckling at Spencer, he pulled back up his boxers, along with his trousers.

Stepping away from your body, he placed his hands under your thighs, helping you off the countertop. As your feet met the ground, it took a minute to adjust, Spencer staying by your side to help.

"You ok to make your way to the table and sit down for a bit? I was going to take a quick shower, unless you want to go first?" Spencer made his was to the door that led into his bedroom, looking back at you making your way to the dinning room table.

"Your the birthday boy, go first. I'll be fine." You smiled over your shoulder at Spencer, reassuring him it was ok.

"Alright, I'll come out when I'm done. Don't do anything to crazy Y/N."
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Spencer took about a 15 minute shower. He usually liked to clean up well, assuring he was nice and ready for bed each night.

You had used the bathroom in his hallway just to make sure that you flushed everything out of your body.

Making his way out of his bedroom, he opened the door, wearing what could only be described as very " unique". He had on a light purple cotton pajama set, complete with a long sleeve button up and drawstring pants, along with a pair of fuzzy bear slippers, his hair a curly wet mess. His hair almost looked like a dogs after a hose bath.

"Sorry if I was a bit long, but the bathroom is all yours!" He said with a grin.

"It's fine, I'll be in and out in a flash, I have my bag in your room." You began to walk towards the door, placing your back on the door, looking Spencer up and down.

"And what is this outfit?" You questioned, raising a single eyebrow.

"It's one of my favorite sets, ok! Just let me live." Him exaggerating his words, talking with his hands as he slipped away from the door, making his way to the couch.

"I'll be right here when you get out, ok?" He turned his head, you having not moved from the door.

"Ok...."
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Trying to be as quick as possible, you grabbed your go bag off of his bed, racing into the bathroom and taking about a 10 minute shower. You just wanted to get out of the shower and cuddle up with Spencer. A movie couldn't hurt either.

Putting your hair in a towel once out, you wrapped another around your body, going through your skincare routine. After moisturizing your face and body, using your favorite bath and body works scent, you moved onto getting dressed. You put on a simple tank top and plaid pajama pants.

Last step was brushing your teeth. Because of the fact you spent so much time at Spencer's place, you had left a tooth brush there just in case you forgot one. Just so happens you didn't have one on you. Looking around for it, you sifted through Spencer's drawers and cabinets under the sink.

After many failed attempts of trying to find your toothbrush, you decided to look inside his medicine cabinet.

Opening the mirrored cabinet, you began to scan shelf to shelf, not seeing anything. That was until your eyes met the middle shelf, seeing not your toothbrush, but something else.