"My parents are away for the weekend, so we have the place to ourselves," Spencer announced, nodding her head upstairs as she and Toby finished their dinner.

"Well Miss Hastings, what would you like to do in this empty house?" Toby sounded so innocent, especially compared to the not-so-innocent thoughts plaguing his girlfriend's brain.

"Well if we go upstairs I could show you what I have planned." Spencer then took Toby's hand as she led him up the stairs and towards her bedroom.

She automatically sat down on the wide, spacious bed, pulling Toby down with her as she connected their lips in a fiery, heated kiss.

"Wait!" Spencer shouted as Toby's lips began worshiping her neck, hating herself for stopping him.

He pulled back immediately, his eyes full of concern for the beautiful brunette in his arms.

"Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

"Toby, I'm fine, I just, erm, I kind of need to use the bathroom. I'll be back in a second," she said before going out the door, but not before picking something up from her closet, something that Toby couldn't see. "Don't move!"

She seemed to be gone for a while, and Toby was beginning to get worried. He almost broke his promise not to move, but then she was walking through the door with a shy smile on her face.

"Shall we carry on where we left off?" she asked, trying to be seductive as she climbed on top of him, straddling his legs as she kissed him gently, all her previous worries gone. She could tell by the way his tongue was roughly pushing into her mouth that he definitely did want her and she had nothing to worry about.

She gently used the palm of her hands, which were currently placed on Toby's chest, to push him down gently keeping her legs wrapped around his waist.

"I missed you," he said in between kisses, groaning as she sucked on his collarbone hard enough to leave a light bruise. He would never admit it to her, but he loved the idea of her marking his skin, like she was claiming him, he was hers and only hers.

Before he even knew it, his shirt was being thrown to the floor and Spencer was reaching for his belt.

He flipped her over with ease, towering over her as his hands moved to her back.

"I really do love this dress, but I'm going to be ridiculously cheesy and say I'll prefer it once it's off of you."

"That was very cheesy, but I really don't mind. You'll like the dress a bit less once you've seen what's underneath," she teased, smirking as his eyes almost fell out if their sockets.

"Are you sure about this?" he questioned, holding her chin so she was forced to look into his deep blue eyes.

"Yes I'm sure! It's not even our first time."

"It's not our first, but it is our second and we never actually had a chance to talk after last time." His eyes were boring into her soul as he pecked her lips lightly.

"We haven't talked about it but I've thought a lot about it. Can we just talk about it afterwards? There's something I wanted to show you first." He nodded and her hands moved to her back, unzipping the dress and pulling it swiftly down her slim body, throwing it off the bed. Toby's eyes followed the dress' journey, surveying her body as his eyes looked ready to burst from his head.

The red lace underwear set she was wearing didn't leave much to the imagination, the corset style top causing her cleavage to almost burst out, which surprised considering how small she was. Even she had to admit that she'd liked the way it looked when she had stared at her reflection in the large bathroom mirror.

Clearly she hadn't liked it nearly as much as Toby. He couldn't keep his hands off of her as she removed his pants and then his boxers. His rough but gentle hands skimmed over the entirety of her body and moved to her back to undo the straps.

They both laughed as Toby struggled to figure out the straps without looking at them, but Spencer moaned every time his hands went lower. Eventually, Toby was forced to flip Spencer over while he removed her underwear, but only slipped it off of her after she had turned over again, wanting to watch it come off first hand.

He was still such a gentleman as he removed the remainder of her clothing, his hands only running out of his control a handful of times. But who could blame him?

He kissed her deeply as he entered her, wanting to distract her from the pain she most likely felt at that moment. He was able to detect perfectly when her pain turned to immense pleasure and he chose this time to place a series of soft kisses against her chest, careful not to leave to conspicuous a mark that she would be unable to cover. He knew that although her parents weren't always around when she needed them, they had an annoying knack for noticing things like love bites and make out sessions.

Her hands pulled at Toby's hair as his hands gripped her waist, holding her as close to him as physically possible at that moment, or any moment. There was no way they could be any closer, both physically and emotionally.

Although she didn't have much experience, she could tell when she was close, clinging to Toby desperately as he thrusted his hips deeply against her. They hit their high together and crashed down from it at the same time.

Toby had collapsed against Spencer's chest, both of them panting heavily as they stared lovingly into each other's eyes.

"I love you so much," they both uttered at the same time, laughing after they did so.

"If I had known you would be wearing that when I came back I would have returned earlier." He nodded his head towards the pile of clothes currently residing on Spencer's bedroom floor. "And I certainly don't mean the dress, although I did like that as well."

"Well you have Aria to thank for the underwear. It's a long story but she is surprisingly strong for someone so small and cute."

Toby crawled up the bed so that his he was lying on his side face to face with his girlfriend, their noses pressed against each other in an eskimo kiss that would normally sicken them if it was done by anyone but them.

"I'll have to remember to say thank you then. But right now I don't want to move. Ever." His eyes were so sincere that Spencer knew she couldn't deny the truth in his words.

"Not even if I asked if you if you wanted a round two?" She smirked at him again, running her hands down his toned chest, in between the lines of his abdominals as his breathing became heavier.

He kissed her cheek, moving his lips around her face, kissing every available feature. He left her lips until last as she pouted her lip at him teasingly, paying special attention to them as he moved over her again.

He set a special reminder in his head to thank Aria severely.