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Rating: NC-17
Genre: Drama
Disclaimer: Untrue
Summary: Failure traded oneshot of doom!

Ryan had been home for two weeks, but Amy was feeling more alone than ever. He was constantly gone, or on the phone for an "interview". She'd ultimately spent more time with his bandmates in the last few days than she'd spent with Ryan in months. Their relationship (If you could call it that. Amy felt more like a permanent housesitter who was simply there to remember to pay the electric bill on time.) was in ruins, and Amy, well, she just didn't know if she had enough will left to salvage it. Amy did know she was tired of feeling lonely. Sick of being neglected. If Ryan didn't want to make things work between them, then why should she?

One night, Ryan left early to tend to some 'business'. Or so he said, because Amy found it more than a little funny when Spencer dropped by a few hours after he'd gone looking for him.

"Spence, tell me the truth. What's going on? What's Ryan up to?"

Spencer looked down at his shoes and fiddled with the zipper on his jacket. "Spence, please." Amy pleaded, grabbing and squeezing his hand. Spencer sighed, looking back up at her.

"I don't know Ames, I just don't know."

But all Amy had to do was take one hard look into Spencer's blue eyes to figure out he was hiding what she already knew. The mere though of it made her suddenly violently ill. "How could he?" She deadpanned, walking into the living room of their shared condo and dropping onto the couch. Spance shut the door quickly and followed.

"How could he, Spencer?" Amy moaned, hot tears spilling down flushed cheeks.

"I don't know sweetheart, I don't know." He pulled the trembling girl into a warm embrace, cradling her head against his chest. She cried loudly then, sobbing and clinging onto his shirt.

"He told me he loved me Spence, what happened? What did I ever do to make this happen?"

"Nothing," Spencer mumbled stroking her back in small circles sympathetically. "You did nothing, you were perfect to him." While it was true that Ryan was his best friend, his brother, Spencer genuinely cared for Amy. He thought she was amazing. Always had. He'd sworn to himself that if Ryan ever broke her heart, he'd be there to pick up the pieces. And there he was, making good on his word.

"I'm sorry honey, I'm so sorry."

Amy was distraught, but at the same time very angry. She'd put her all into she and Ryan's relationship, so she felt cheated in more ways than one. To hear that he'd been betraying her was almost too much to bear. She grew more and more bitter with every passing minute.

"It's not your fault Spence. Don't apologize for having a lying, cheating bitch for a friend." Amy spat, face red and fist bawled. She pushed away and took a deep breath, wiping her eyes harshly. She decided she wasn't going to shed another single tear for Ryan. Instead she'd pick herself up and move on. Granted, it would take some time, but she was tough, she'd make it.

Spencer tightened his grip on Amy, making her sigh. Good old dependable Spence. Her friend. She could always count on him to be there when he was needed. She looked up slightly, and Spencer's beard scratched against her forehead. Suddenly Amy found herself wondering... Just how it would feel to kiss him. Just, once.

So she did.

Amy pressed her lips against Spencer's gently, not wanting to scare him off and he was caught off guard at first, but made no attempt to pull away. Her name passed through his lips as Amy nibbled on his lower lip, alternating nibbles and gently sucking. She sighed deeply when their tongues met, relieved that he hadn't rejected her advances. While it rang true that Amy really didn't know how far this was going to go, she decided then and there that she would not try to stop it.

Crawling into Spencer's lap, Amy kissed him harder, letting her fingers tangle in his soft hair. Their kisses became desperate and eager, and Amy could barely contain herself. She kissed him again softly and stood up, taking Spencer's hand and leading him into the bedroom.

They uttered no words, letting their hands, mouthes and minds do the talking as they undressed and climbed onto the waiting bed. Spencer gazed down at Amy, fingers gliding over bunches of freckles, kissing her neck, shoulders and collarbone. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his body down close to hers.

Spencer groaned when their skin made contact, and proceeded to drag his lips back to hers, kissing and grinding slowly. Their eyes met in mutual understanding, and his hand moved lower, palming her mound and rubbing his fingers against her slit. Amy bucked her hips, already wet from feeling his cock poking the inside of her thigh.

"Spence," She whispered, body bucking under his heat.

Spencer cringed a little at hearing her voice outloud, because this was so unlike him. Amy was still officially Ryan's girlfriend, after all. Another part of him felt smugly proud. He pushed one finger into her core, twisting it gently. Amy moaned, arching her back and throwing her head back. Spencer slipped a second digit inside, curving them both and pressing against her g-spot. Amy cursed, and Spence grinned triumphantly. He pushed both fingers in and out as Amy shuddered and cursed beneath him. She bucked her hips and mumbled his name and Spencer kept at it until he felt her tremble. He withdrew and kissed her lips suddenly, hard and forceful as he got into position.

Amy moaned a little louder once Spencer was pressed against her slick entrance, pushing himself inside with ease. He cupped her right breast, rubbed ad stroked it, pinching at her nipple while doing so. Spencer laved his tongue around the same nipple, replacing his fingers, and sucked it gently. He gasped, nearly dizzy from the snugness of her walls around him. He hoped this wouldn't ruin their friendship, in fact, he hoped it would ultimately lead to more.

"Oh fuck Spence," Amy moaned, bucking her hips, keeping in time with his rhythm. Spencer merely grunted and plunged deeped, picking up his speed and gripping her hips tightly. He pushed deep inside, then pulled back, nearly all the way out, before pumping back inside harder, making Amy squeal. He gripped her legs and pushed them back, holding her knees and getting onto his. He pounded into her relentlessly, dropping kissing on her face as she panted and writhed.

"Spence," Amy whimpered, so close to her release now she was trembling in his arms. She tightened her grip on him, cinching her legs around his waist as she came hard, burying her face in his neck, nibbling and hissing.

They were both so caught up in each other's groans and moans that they barely noticed the bedroom door creak open, or the shadow cast on the wall from the moonlight as the lanky figure entered, staring down at his bed in shock.

Spencer.

His best friend, in his bed with his girlfriend.

Ryan let out a choked whimper when he realized he was in fact, seeing what he thought he was seeing, face crumpled, red with embarrassment and fury, stopping at the foot of the bed, making Spencer freeze midthrust.

Amy only looked over Spencer's shoulders, lop-sided smirk crossing her lips, slightly ashamed, but more proud for avenging herself.

"W-what's going on?" Ryan stuttered.

"What does it look like," Amy muttered, pulling up the sheets as Spencer moved away from her.

"I don't know, it kinda looks like my best friend was fucking my girlfriend..."

"Just, stop. I know what you've been up to, Ryan."

Amy snatched up her t-shirt and slipped it over her head as spencer dressed hastily. Ryan rewarded him with an icy stare before rolling his eyes and glaring right back at Amy.

"So you decide to, decide to fuck Spencer to get even? What the fuck, are you going to be together now or some shit?"

Amy chuckled and shook her head. "You know what, I should just leave it the way it is and let you think whatever you'd like. The same thing you did to me, but I won't. So no Ryan, Spencer and I are not going to be together after this..."

Ryan huffed, and unfolded his arms, waiting for her answer and half expecting her to throw herself at him and beg for his forgiveness.

But she never did.

"And neither are you and I. Don't worry, I'll leave. Maybe you can get her to be your housesitter now."

Spencer, now fully dressed, sighed in defeat and bit his lip as Amy came over to him, kissing him softly on the cheek and mouthing a 'thank you' before walking out of the room.

"Amy, wait!" Spencer called, ignoring the daggers Ryan was shooting him from across the room. He went after her, stopping her just before she slipped out of the door. Her face was tear streaked, yet stony, and Spencer pulled her into his arms.
"You can come home with me. I'll always be there. Let me be there, Ames." Amy sobbed into Spencer's chest, and looked up at him with watery eyes. He nodded and brushed the falling tears away.

"I love you."

"I'm scared," She replied.

"And I love you."

"I just broke up with your best friend,"

"And I love you."

"Spencer, this is..."

He cut her off by placing a sweet kiss on her lips. "Don't you trust me?" Amy nodded. "Then that's all that matters, let's go home." Spencer kissed her once more, wrapping an arm around her waist as he led her out of Ryan's condo without looking back.
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