Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Destiny ❯ Surrendering ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 4: Surrendering

This Friday night, Faye went to The Pit, by herself. She wanted to forget about everything and everyone. So many things have happened to her in the past month. She wanted to forget them, all of them. Where better than The Pit. Faye had a tight dark red shirt with short sleeves that ended just bellow her breasts, black hip huggers and sandals. Her hair was loose and she wasn't wearing make-up or jewlery.

Faye went to a table and ordered a bottle of tequila and a glass. She drank glass after glass of tequila, until the bottle was completely empty. She waited a few minutes until the liquid made it's way throughout her entire body, then went directly to the dance floor.

Faye forgot everyone and everything, the only thing on her mind was the man she met a month ago. The same one that has plagued her dreams and thoughts. Minutes later, Spike appeared out of nowhere, as if she called him through her thoughts and he heard her. Spike placed his hands on her back and she put one arm around his strong neck while the other was at her side. They stared into each others eyes, never speaking, never breaking contact as they started dancing, not quite to the beat, but it was sensual and powerful.

Faye started slowly undulating her body against Spike. The little and sensual circle motions she made with her body almost pushed him over the edge. She was guiding him as they moved. It was a study in sensuality, his strong fingers on her exposed back made her feel as she was being possessed by this man.

The people on the dance floor seemed to feel the heat that they were radiating, because they were slightly moving away from them. Faye was barely cohearent at this point and heard the music intruding into her head. With a playfull grin, she moved her arms from his neck and pulled away from him. He followed her with his gaze. She moved in a close circle around him, all the while caressing with her fingers his chest, left shoulder, back, right shoulder, and stopped a feet away in front of him.

She danced in front of him, caressing her own body with her hands. She put her hands on her hips, moving them slowly up through her stomach, her breasts, and over her head. She came to him and pulled away, almost coming in contact with Spike. She beckoned Spike with her long fingers, and he came willingly.

Faye turned, giving Spike her back. Spike entwined his fingers over her stomach, drewing the woman close, not wanting to let her go. They began dancing, moving together as one, hips swaying enticingly as they moved. Faye brushed her hips back against Spike's front, feeling a sweet tension take the man's body at the brief contact. She placed her hands over Spike's, lacing her fingers with his.

They moved together, while the music increased in tempo. Faye sensed the song about to end, she whirled in Spike's arms and threw her own arms around his neck. Spike moved his arms to her hips, holding her there as the music climaxed. Their bodies speaking of pure sex. He was staring deeply into her eyes as the moment held, and stretched. They moved closer, their bodies were pressed tightly together.

His fire was out of control. The dark green eyes were burning him deep down into his soul. He had never wanted to possess anyone more in his whole life. The song came to an end and they stopped their erotic dance, but never let go of one another. He couldn't do it, and she didn't want to. She felt his need for her and smiled, knowing she could drive him out of control.

He kissed her with such a powerful pasion, that all her doubts were gone, thanks to the tequila, their dancing and his strong, but gentle lips. He was caressing her expossed skin, with hands of a skillful lover. They pulled away from each other, looking at each others eyes. He walked right out the club with her, not even waiting for her acknowledgement or acceptance. But he knew very well she wanted to go with him. He walked her out to the parking to his motorcycle.

Spike mounted the mortorcycle, Faye following quickly. They pushed out of the parking of The Pit, and once on the road he sped off. He noticed that her legs squeezed him the faster he got. With that, he hit turbo and smirked when her legs clamped around him and her arms slid across his chest too hug him tight.

When he took a tight turn, her hand slid lower for more leverage. His body tensed then shivered as he let out a small moan. She noticed both because her body was plastered to his back. He grasped her hand that had just skimmed his thigh, and slipped it beneath the visor on his helmet, kissing it. Then setting it safely on his upper chest. That clued Faye on why he moaned. He reached down to squeeze her knee, then slowly ran his hand over her thigh.

They stopped in the parking of a hotel. He kicked the kickstand down and slid off. She threw her leg over to do the same, but once it was over, her hips were grabbed holding her on the seat of the bike. He nudged her thighs apart and slid between them, keeping his hands on her hips. She caressed his chest softly and smiled when he laid his forehead on her shoulder.

"You're amazing, you know that?" he snuggled and pecked her lips

She wrapped her legs around him and arms in a tight hug, and was pleasantly surprised when he slipped his hands under her butt and lifted her. He carried her in the hotel, up the stairs and finally he stopped in front of a door. He slipped in a key and oppened the door. Once inside he kicked the door closed. He sat in the sofa with her legs still around him, he adjusted her legs to bend so she was kneeling and straddling him. He kissed her neck, his hand slid up her belly and in between her breasts.

"Spike!" she moaned at the touch.

He cupped her breasts, and arched his hips into her letting her feel him, as he moved his mouth to her mouth.

She slid her hand up his thigh, hesitating when his whole body went stiff, but when she realized it was with want, she cupped him gently. She massaged him through his pants for a few moments. Then he carried her, the same way he did to get them inside the building, to a room, she guessed his bedroom.

Trailing delicate kisses along Faye's cheek, Spike reached her earlobe and bit down gently, then sliding his mouth along the smooth column of her throat. Faye's head dropped back and tilted to the side, allowing him better access. With tender bites, he nibbled at her neck sucking the flesh between his teeth gently. Faye moaned, moving softly her hips, banging against his. At the touch of her against his throbbing erection Spike groaned and lifted his head to look at her. She was temptation personified, her lips moist and slightly swollen from their kisses, her eyes closed, her breasts pressed into his chest and the sweet scent of her filling his senses. The look of her, the feel of her only whetted his appetite for more.

Lowering his head, he kissed her again - an urgent, demanding kiss. Faye sighed into his mouth, melting against him and wanting more. When he didn't move, Faye planted several more of the dainty closemouthed kisses on his cheeks, his eyes, his nose. Her tongue traced his upper lip. As she teased his mouth with her tongue, Spike's hand came off the bed to her smooth back, drawing her closer. With slow strokes, he moved his hand up and down, caressing, his warmth sending tingles through her skin.

When his lips settled firmly on hers, he leaned forward pressing her back into the bed. His tongue slipped into her mouth as Faye's hands came up to slide around his back. His head angled as he increased the pressure on her lips. Drawing her tongue in his mouth, he encouraged her to explore, to make her own demands. Alternating teasing kisses with passionate ones. His hand moved slowly downward from her shoulder, finally reaching her breast. She moaned into his mouth. The wicked sensations he was stirring overtook her completely. Greedily, she sucked on his tongue as his hand molded and fondled her, his thumb finding her nipple.

When his lips moved along her cheek to her neck, she sighed. "Spike." Her voice came out breathy, soft. His lips nuzzled her ear and the excitement intensified. When his tongue licked the delicate shell, she sighed and sank back into the bed. She looked up at him and parted her lips. The invitation was clear and Spike was not about to refuse. Lowering his head, his lips met hers. Faye could feel the heat of his hands as he slid them from her back to her bottom and pulled her firmly against him. Slowly her arms slid up his shoulders to wrap around his neck, pressing her breasts into his chest as she felt the hard ridge of his arousal against her pelvis.

Without breaking off their kiss, Spike lifted her in his arms. He shrugged off his leather jacket and joined her on the bed, carefully lowering his weight slightly over her. Faye clutched his shoulders, pulling him closer. She loved the feel of his hard body pressed close to hers, his size and strength a powerful aphrodisiac. Running her hands down chest, she began unbuttoning his shirt. As she licked a wet path down the exposed chest, Spike took a deep breath, attempting to exercise some control over the fire she was so easily provocking. Pressing his palms to hers, he closed his fingers around hers and forced her hands back on the bed on either side of her head.

Faye wiggled sensually against him as she attempted to free herself from his grip, creating yet another surge of lust through his body. Ravenously he kissed her, seeking fulfillment while at the same time desperately trying to retain control. Shifting slightly, he changed the angle of their kiss, his tongue deeply probing her mouth. Trapped beneath his heavy weight, Faye continued to arch and squirm, urgently attempting to press closer wanting to feel the solidness of his chest against her tingling breasts. She broke away from his kiss, panting heavily.

One thigh slid along his, provocatively stroking the part of his anatomy he was desperately trying to ignore. At her touch, his breath caught and held. He captured her lips once again with his and released her hands. With one hand, she touched what she could. Her other arm hooked around his neck, holding him close. Everywhere she touched him, she felt heat, rock hard muscles and strong, but soft, skin.

As his mouth moved down her neck, his hand dropped to her breast. His touch was excruciatingly light and she desperately wanted more. His hand tightened, cupping the weight of her breast in his palm. She sighed, dropping her head back and arching into his hand. When his fingers toyed with her nipple through the cotton material, she became more aware of the growing ache between her legs. She almost moaned in sadness when his hand left her breast, and his body removed from hers. Then she felt him move her to a sitting position.

Spike took her arms and made them go straight up, Faye stood there knowing what was happening. He took the end of her shirt and gently pulled it over her head leaving her in her black bra. Faye finished openig his shirt. She placed her palms on his shoulders under his shirt. Then, sensualy and slowly, traced a path from his shoulders over his arms until his shirt lay on the bed. He reached behind her to unhook her bra, he slid the right strap of her bra down her shoulder, then the other strap down her left shoulder, and bared her breasts to his gaze. Faye didn't blush, it wasn't the first time a man has seen her like this. Instead her eyes grew with lust.

She wanted him, needed him to conquear the ache inside her. His eyes met hers briefly before she closed the small space between them and hugged him. Loving the sensation of her breasts pressed against his chest. He kissed her shoulder, while at the same time lowering them to the bed, with one hand supporting them on the bed and the other pressing Faye close to his body.

Once laying on the bed, Spike lowered his head to her chest. He planted wet, hot kisses around her aureole before sucking her nipple into his mouth. Desire hummed through her body, the hot wetness of his mouth promising pleasure beyond her imagination. Spike eased and tortured one hardened peak until she cried out softly, then shifted to pay the same attention to the other breast. His hand skimmed down the curve of her hip to her covered thigh. He reached for the fly of her pants and unzipped it. He pulled her bottom upwards while he realesed her from her pants. Earning a small gasp from the woman beneath him, because of the lost of body contact. (A/N: I forgot to say they got rid of their shoes a while before.)

Spiket slid his hand along her bare thigh. The air felt cool on her flesh. Lifting his head, his gaze roamed over her taking in her beautiful face, her desireable neck, her frim arms, her bare, swollen and wet dark pink nipples, the firm abdomen, the black lace thong, her strong legs, which he desperately wanted around his waist.

"You're beautiful." He murmured as his lips returned to hers once more.

His tongue probed her mouth in a relentless rhythm. Spike lightly pushed her legs apart with his leg, his fingers brushed against her, stroking her through the slippery material. Gradually firming, he increased the pressure of his hand stroking between her legs. He could feel the wetness soaking her panties, evidence of her desire for him. Faye was panting heavily, he pulled her thong down her legs and off. Returning his hand to caress the wet folds between her legs, opening them to his questing fingers.

Faye shifted, her lips clinging to his, her hand gripped his shoulder firmly. When he circled the sensitive nub of her clit, pressing firmly she moaned. She was consumed with a mind-numbing want, shocking waves of pleasure coursing through her. She eased her legs further apart and pressed her hips toward his hand. His knowing fingers continued to explore her, deliberately drawing out the pleasure. As one long finger slid insider her, she moaned and bucked her hips seeking a surcease of the ache that was building. She had not imagined the incredible pleasure that his touch would bring her.

She moved against him, arching and urging him on. Once more he returned his lips to her breast, taking a nipple in his mouth. He circled it with his tongue, playing with the stiff pebble before sucking hard. Between her thighs his finger slid deeper. Every instinct he possessed urged him on, to sink into her and claim her for his own. Watching her and hearing her soft sighs, he was filled with the inexplicable need for ownership.

Faye reached for him, running her hand across the ridge of his arousal pressing firmly against his pants. Nipping softly at her throat, he sucked the delicate flesh between his teeth. Faye's fingers slid into his hair, feeling the soft, thick mass. His hand slid up her thigh and rested on her breast. She moved her hands from his hair, over his chest and to the fly of his pants, letting him know she wanted contact. She unzipped the fly and Spike got of the bed, removing his pants and boxers, standing before her in all his glory.

Faye got surprised, he was well equiped to pleasure her. He got on the bed once more on top of her. Spike claimed her lips once again. Faye spread her legs slightly, then Spike slid his hand between her legs again, touching her softly. As his thumb pressed her clit, he slipped one finger inside her. As his hand moved slowly, then with gradually increasing speed and pressure, sensation crashed over her. He was kissing now the part where her shoulder and neck meet. When he bit down sharply on that part, wildfire raced through her, contracting every muscle. Minutes later the spark that had been ignited within her exploded. He felt her tighten around his fingers as she climaxed.

Panting heavily, Faye knew she felt a pleasure more intense than anything else she had ever experienced. Lightly, Spike kissed her lips, then her temple as his hand caressed her hip lightly, soothing. Faye reached lower touching his penis. It jerked at her first touch and she smiled, looking up at Spike's face. He stared at her with an almost pained statement, his eyes glazed and jaw clenched. Curling her fingers around him, she began to stroke up and down.

She marveled at the velvety softness, the silky smoothness that encompassed such an incredible hardness. She licked her lips. Groaning, Spike closed his hand over hers. Gripping tightly, he guided her hand up and down stroking him. Eagerly she followed his lead, learning what he liked. Gritting his teeth, Spike groaned. His erection was so hard it was almost painful. As Faye continued to stroke, his arousal swelled. Suddenly he came, an arc spurting toward her and landing on her stomach, most of the rest landing on his. Spike relaxed on top of her, his head on her neck, eyes closed.

After he was completely relaxed, Spike put his ellbows on either side of Faye's head. He looked directly into her eyes. And asked her, "Are you ready?" Faye calimed his mouth with fevered passion and whispered breathlessly against his mouth, "Always." With that said, Spike put his hands on her hips to mantain her in place, Faye put her arms around his neck awaiting.

Spike was moving slowly toward her awaiting entrance. When Faye felt him enter her without waiting she gasped, widening her eyes at the maximun, he felt bigger than he looked. He started moving slowly in and out, making her get acostumed to his size. After a few minutes both were panting and gasping, Faye was beggin him to go faster, harder. He complied at his maximun strenght and speed.

Faye met him at every trust never wanting to break full contact of their bodies. Spike with his hands on her bottom, guided her, kept her. He claimed her for himself. He gave her all of him, letting her know that no other man will give her such pleasure. They lasted an hour, in part for their tiredness, in part for the alcohol.

They collapsed together, Spike on top of her. Faye still had her arms around his neck, she massaged his neck until she fell asleep. He remembered every minute that passed and one thought came to his mind before going to sleep, no other man will never have her, he'd make sure of that.

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