Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ In The Middle of The NightII ❯ Chapter 8

Ok, ok… So I got some complaints on this one. But a suggestion was given to end this with something a little more… *ahem* Yes, it's a LEMON. Turn back now if your brain can't take it!!!!! I got turned in last time I posted a lemon on ff.net so you wont see any of those from me on there.>(

^^ So with that said I hope you enjoy, this might make some other people happy. Sorry the last chapter wasn't satisfying enough, we'll see how this does.

NOTE: This is a week after Faye's drunken stupor.

In The Middle of The Night II (Epilogue)

By: Setryochi

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The two lovers had decided to share Faye's room. Spike only kept a few things in his, plus there was the whole scare about another monster being born from a Ganymede lobster left somewhere in his room. They both sat on her twin sized bed talking, getting to know one another a little better. You couldn't date someone without ever knowing anything about them, right? Faye sat up against the wall Indian style while Spike was sprawled out horizontally with his legs hung over the side of the bed.

"Hey Spike?"

"Yeah?"

"What…. Hm… What exactly happened in those dreams?" Spike turned his head to look at her, he thought for a moment and sat up. She looked so cute, she was blushing slightly, he wasn't used to seeing that. Crawling over to her he gently kissed her on the lips. Pulling away he grabbed her hand and forced her forward away from the wall. Before she knew it she was laying down underneath him.

"What are you doing?" He kissed her again.

Between kisses, "I can't really tell you…"

"Huh--" she was cut off with another kiss.

"I'm just going to have to show you." He smirked down at her as red crept over her cheeks. Before she could protest he crushed her lips with his suckling on her lower lip beckoning her to part them. She complied and his tongue invaded to battle with hers. Strong hands explored her body hungrily kneading her in sensitive areas. Their kiss broke and they both gasped for breath. He smothered her jaw, neck and collar bone in kisses nipping at her pale flesh wantonly.

Her back arched to press her breasts into his attentive hands. This was how she had wanted it. He wasn't asleep, he was conscious and wanting her, making her feel so good. His kisses moved down as his hands moved her white tank top up. As his mouth reached the peak of her right breast, she gasped out, "Is this what really happened?"

She could feel him smirk, "Well actually, you were wearing a pink bunny suit."

She shot up into a sitting position, "What? Are you some kind of si-" He pressed a slender finger to her swollen lips.

"I was only joking," he chuckled.

She would have hit him had he not pushed her back down to continue what he had started with her chest. Flicking his tongue over one erect nipple and rubbing the other with his thumb he kneed her legs apart and settled between them. Her fingers curled gripping his hair as she rocked her hips against the heat in his pants. Stifling a groan he slid down her body and she whimpered wanting more attention. She felt the fabric of her shorts slide down to her knees, when they stopped there she lifted her head to look at him questioningly. Reaching down she intended to push them off the rest of the way but Spike's large hand stopped her. "Lay back," he ordered in a hoarse whisper. Her eyebrows knitted together before she sighed and laid back. A gasp escaped her lips when she felt his finger trace her moist slit agonizingly slow. He grinned; she was so wet, all because of him and what he was doing to her. When he paused she lifted her hips and moaned his name to encourage him to continue. Nimble fingers smoothed over her swelling, pink, pleasure point eliciting more gasps and moans from her. She tried to spread her legs wider but her shorts prevented it. She now understood why he hadn't taken them off all the way, she groaned her aggravation. He just smirked and continued to play with her flicking a single digit over her most sensitive spot. Faye's hips bucked and her knees strained against the stubborn shorts that just wouldn't rip (at this point she doesn't care if the shorts get ruined)!

Her movement stilled as a long slender finger pushed into her opening. The sheets bunched as her fingers squeezed handfuls desperately as the digit left her. She whined, "Please," trying to scoot down to find something to satisfy her. His soft chuckle could be heard and she would have been angry with him had her mind not hazed over with desire.

Spike loved the effect he had on her. If he didn't know any better he'd think she was inexperienced. Crawling up he maneuvered under her trapped knees and pushed his shoulders against her raised thighs. He felt her tremble and smiled as his thoughts wandered to what she would do when he really got started. He dipped his head and swiped his tongue along the same route as his finger had. As if introducing them to each other he also did this with a very slow pace making her buck her hips to enhance the pleasure. Holding her hips to still he began tracing imaginary shapes onto the hot flesh causing her to buck up despite his hold on her.

Her breaths were short and the quick open-mouth intake of air was doing a job on her throat but she didn't care, it felt so good. She shuddered violently when he began to suckle on the bundle of nerves between her open legs. Finally not being able to take it she kicked off the shorts that bond her at the knees and widened her legs more giving him better access. She tried to hold in the moans and gasps by holding her breath but eventually she had to breathe and they escaped loudly. "Uhn," she bite her lip in ecstasy as he began to pump his finger in and out of her while he worked his tongue over the sensitive tissue above it. Unable to control her self she lifted her hips wildly until she was overcome with an explosion of pleasure that started in her core and spread through the rest of her body making her tremble and twist.

Satisfied with his work he raised up to watch as she curled and still twitched from his handling. When she sighed and relaxed she rolled onto her back and looked at Spike. He was just watching her, she blushed feeling self-conscious. Faye sat up as he began to crawl onto her. "Uh uh," she whispered teasingly and pushed him over onto his back. She would repay him for what he had done.

Straddling his waist she pulled his night T-shirt off. Smiling she slide her hands up and down his torso feeling the ripples of his muscles and smooth skin. Leaning down she licked along his collar bone before moving down to plant openmouthed kisses on the width of his chest. She stopped to suck and nibble lightly on his nipples before moving on further down his stomach. As she played with the skin around his belly with her tongue her hands slide down and smoothed over the hardness in his pants. He lifted his hips as she did this anticipating what she would do. Sadly to him her hand moved back up to trace over his torso again. Faye licked the skin above the waist band of his pants. Slowly her fingers found the band as well and began to tug on it. She did everything at a leisurely pace as if to make him anxious.

And it worked. Spike raised his hips still holding back any sound he might make. He felt the vibrations of her giggle when he did this, sigh, so much for not seeming desperate. When his sweat pants were finally pulled down his member sprung forth and he felt somewhat relieved to get ride of the suffocating fabric. When her slender fingers touched it with a feather light caress he held back his groan.

Her hand closed around the column of flesh and began to pump up and down. She kissed his abdomen and thighs while pleasuring him with her delicate palm. When her tongue swirled around his tip and he finally moaned. She couldn't help but grin. Soft lips wrapped around his head but were pulled up slowly, teasing. His hips rose with her but she had tilted her head and soon her tongue snaked its way up the length of his shaft. Faye took him into her mouth and began to suck bit by bit taking more in until she had as much as she could fit. Grasping the rest of him in her hand she began to work. First is was long slow strokes but those soon broke into short quick ones. She switched from fast to slow and slow to fast for a little while. His breathing had increased and the groans he had been holding we escaping more and more. "Ah," it was hushed and cut off as he came spilling into her waiting mouth. She swallowed with out a quarrel. It wasn't a sweet taste; it was something along the lines of bitter. No matter though; as long as she had given him pleasure.

Faye crawled up and laid beside his heaving form. She stroked his chest as she watched him sleepily. Minutes had passed and Faye thought for sure that she'd get to sleep. That wasn't likely though. Spike's hand found the junction between her thighs, she was still wet. He grinned climbing on top of her and settling between her legs. Nothing passed but silence, no protest, no pleading, no words. Chocolate eyes bore into green ones.

Gasp.

He slide out of her still locking gazes. Faye's eyes closed as he pushed back in. Hot lips kissed the flesh of her neck and she breathed his name. Their rhythm was a smooth pace awkward against the pace of their racing hearts. In no time at all they were meeting the beat of their hearts and met each other thrust for thrust. Her fingers dug into his back and he nipped her neck with the same eagerness. They rode the roller coaster all the way to the top, and plummeted into the depths of ecstasy together. Her voice was nearly gone as she called his name and arched her back shuddering. He too shuddered grunting as he tiredly fell on top of her. They laid that way for some time, Faye enjoyed the comfort of his weight and he was pleased with her soft curves pressed under him.

"T-that was…" breathing deeply she couldn't finish her sentence. Spike just grinned and rolled off of her. "Mm," she snuggled up against his side with her head resting on his shoulder murmuring, "I love you." Before she drifted off to sleep.

Spike laid awake sometime after that thinking over things and just before he fell asleep he whispered, "I love you, too."

Faye smiled.

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T'was a better ending?

^^ I'm kind of proud of this one. I tried really hard. I hope this makes up for how crappy the rest of the story was. I think that one day I'll go through and revise them and spruce them up a bit. Sorry I couldn't post this on ff.net.

Set-chan