I am so sorry it's been so long since I updated! I've had so much homework recently and so much school work so I haven't really had the chance to write and even when I did I just didn't have much motivation to write :( But here is chapter 7... finally!

Spencer seemed to get her breath back much quicker than Toby as they lay in his bed, his previously clean sheets in a mess around their naked, sticky bodies. They couldn't help but laugh as Spencer cuddled into Toby's side, tickling him in the same movement and eliciting a squeal from him. She couldn't tell if the way her head was moving was because she herself was laughing or because she could feel Toby's chest vibrating against it through his laughter.

"Well that was fun," Toby murmured, placing a kiss on Spencer's hair.

"Fun? That's what you have to say about that? I thought I might at least get a 'wow'!" She moved way from his chest in order to look up at him, glaring at the sheepish look on his face.

"Well excuse me for being tired out, I was the one doing most of the work, remember?" Toby smirked when Spencer's grin dropped from her face, and brought a stern look in its place.

"Excuse me? You did all the work? I was the one that peeled off your many layers, and I mean literally peeled, when you came in from work drenched in sweat and rain. And after that I was the one on top for most of the time. So I think you'll find that I was the one who was doing the most work." Toby had always loved the smug look on Spencer's face when she made a valid point but he had discovered over the course of the past few weeks that it was brought to life when she was in bed with him and he could feel her body weight against his.

"Well then how come I was struggling for breath for longer than you then?" He noticed that Spencer's facial expression didn't move, she still looked at him with the same smug expression.

"That doesn't prove anything, except maybe that I'm a lot fitter than you. But I knew that anyway."

"Is that what you think Hastings? Huh?" His fingers poked into her sides and she let out a loud squeal, increasing in volume when those same fingers tickled her stomach and began to inch down. He grabbed her wrists lightly, but tight enough to be able to move her. He easily moved his legs over hers and straddled her. Using one hand to hold hers down, he used the other to resume the tickling until she begged for him to stop.

"Please, Toby stop! Toby!" she squealed again, and his hands stopped in their tracks.

"Since you asked so nicely. But if you don't want me to start doing it again then I think you should know what to say."

"No, I'll never admit it. I'm so much stronger than you are." She remained adamant and if it wasn't for Toby's firm grip on her wrists she would have folded her arms across her chest.

His hands teased her skin again, his touch light but she could still feel it deep in her bones.

"Okay, okay! You're stronger than me!" she finally admitted. "You can let go of me now!"

"I'm not sure about that. I know I promised, but I've found that I quite enjoy having you under me, under my control."

"You're welcome to do this whenever you want, as long as you don't tickle me while you do it." She moved her lips to his ear and whispered "If you really wanted we could get a pair of handcuffs so there really was no chance I could get away" before biting his earlobe lightly.

"R-r-really? You would want that?" Toby couldn't hide the excitement in his voice at the thought of it. He could picture it now, having Spencer completely under his control, unable to move except when he let her, allowing him to do exactly what he wants to her, to ravish her and do everything under the sun.

"Well if there's no strings attached then we might as well make the most out of it and do whatever we want while we have the chance." Toby's eyes widened at this, hundreds of images of various positions clouding his mind and making him shiver. "But not right now, because I promised Hanna and Aria I would meet them downstairs while Em was still working and she only has like 15 minutes left of her shift so I should hurry up."

She reluctantly got up from the spot on the bed she had stolen for the previous night, walking towards the bathroom and picking up Toby's previously discarded shirt from the floor and placing it over her otherwise naked body.

"It's times like these when I'm very glad you're so tall, because that shirt gives me such an amazing view of your a-" Spencer found a pillow that they had thrown of the bed in their hurry to touch everywhere and anywhere they could reach on each other's bodies and didn't hesitate to throw it in Toby's face to shut him up.

"Toby Cavanaugh, look at me!" She marched back through to the bedroom after catching a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror, standing in front of the bed where Toby was still lying with just a thin sheet covering his modesty.

"What's wrong? I think you look amazing!" He winked at her and she couldn't stop the blush that flooded her face.

"My hair looks like a recently vacated bird's nest and my neck and chest are covered in deep purple hickeys. I look like I've been attacked by a swarm of very angry birds." Spencer's voice was exasperated as she stormed back to the bathroom and attacked her unruly hair with a brush.

"Your friends won't notice, or they won't say anything at least."

"Have you not met my friends? Have you not spent enough time with Hanna?" Spencer said, popping her head back through the door and glaring at Toby.

After managing to tame her hair slightly and covering her love bites with a scarf Spencer gave Toby a kiss as she left and made arrangements to go to the movies later that day, choosing to go outside rather than straight into The Brew in case her friends saw her leaving Toby's loft. She wasn't sure she could handle questioning on what happened while she was there, especially not from Aria.

"Oh my God Spencer! What the hell happened to you?" Hanna shouted as Spencer walked in, her hand covering her mouth in her shock.

"What do you mean?" Spencer tried to sound innocent but her face turned a deep shade of red.

"I mean you look like you've been dragged by the hair through a forest of bushes and then attacked by some sort of wild animal." Aria put her head in her hands in her seat next to Hanna, even if only to stop Hanna picking on her and asking her if she agreed.

"Thanks for that Han, I just didn't get to sleep until late last night because I was studying for a French test I have next week, and I was tossing and turning all night and then once I was finally able to sleep I didn't wake up until like an hour ago so I didn't have a chance to shower. Now are you going to get me a coffee or not? You said today was your treat and I really need something to wake me up some more."

"Alright, alright I'm going," Hanna said, picking up her purse and walking up to the counter as Spencer sat down next to Aria.

She removed her scarf without really thinking, placing it beside her as Aria looked towards her and began to tell her about something or other to do with Ezra, as usual.

"No prizes for guessing where you spent last night. No wonder you couldn't sleep." That was enough to recapture Spencer's attention and her eyes widened as Aria winked at her.

"Huh?"

"Spence, no way would you ever sleep in that late and no matter how much you toss and turn the only thing that can affect your hair like that is someone's hands repeatedly running through it. Plus your neck is covered in hickeys." She eyed the marks on Spencer's neck and had to stifle a giggle.

"You won't say anything to Hanna will you? You know what she's like," Spencer begged.

"I'm not going to say anything, but I do know what she's like so I know she'll see the marks and along with the hair she'll put 2 and 2 together and for once she will actually get 4. This is the only kind of math she's actually good at." Aria laughed but Spencer was too busy scrambling to put her scarf back on to join her.

"Are you going somewhere Spencer?" Hanna asked, setting Spencer's usual coffee down on the table in front of her with a confused look on her face.

"No, I just got a bit cold that's all."

"I still can't believe you slept in for so long, it's not like you at all Spencer. Tut tut tut, naughty." Hanna wasn't sure why Aria was laughing but she joined in anyway, even though her friends could tell the laughter was completely fake.

Aria leaned over to whisper in Spencer's ear when Hanna became distracted while watching an elderly couple sitting by the door.

"I would have trouble leaving the bed if I had someone who looked like Toby in it with me." Spencer's only response to this was hitting Aria on the arm, but Hanna still didn't notice.

Spencer and Toby stopped for a quick burger before the film started, but Spencer wasn't even sure what they were going to see having let Toby to decide that since he had offered to buy both tickets.

Spencer had no idea what she had let herself in for as she settled into her seat, but she got an idea of it when the trailers came on screen for films in which even the titles were enough to scare the shit out of her. She lost track of the amount of times she had grabbed Toby's hand over the 20 minutes the trailers had been on screen.

Spencer was ready to give up on the film and walk out of the theatre after the fourth time she jumped out of her skin, spilling half the popcorn out of the packet in the process to the disapproving look of the older man a few seats along from them. Toby seemed to be just as affected by the film as Spencer, as he had buried his head in the side of her neck a few times and had even almost choked on a piece of popcorn that he had put in his mouth too soon before a particularly terrifying scene.

The movie seemed to drag on for hours, and instead of them getting used to the screams and the blood and the terror they seemed to grow more and more scared until they stopped watching the film and began concentrating on anything else they possibly could: their linked hands as their thumbs stroked the back of the other's hand, the way their legs kept knocking together any time they jumped, the unsteady breaths they both had at any tense moment. Anything that would distract them from the film.

They both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the end credits rolling, running out of the theatre as quickly as possible and back to Toby's van.

"I can't believe you made me sit through that! It was awful! Even the trailers were terrifying."

"I'm so sorry! Some guy I did a job for last week recommended it, but now I realize why he was smiling while he told me. I'm just lucky he tips really well otherwise I'm not sure I'd be going back there. I think I'm scarred for life now with the image of that woman with the-" He was stopped by Spencer's finger against his lips to stop him from describing any scenes of the film, they were all equally as disturbing.

"I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight," Toby said absent mindedly as he pulled out of the parking lot and started driving back towards Rosewood.

"Well if you invite me to stay over at your place while my parents are still away then you won't have to sleep. We can stay up all night if you really want to," Spencer whispered, and Toby noted in his head that they were lucky he was a good driver otherwise he would have swerved onto the other lane an then they would be in a whole heap of trouble.

Looking over at Spencer he realized that he was already in trouble of a completely different kind that he knew he was going to struggle to get out of.