Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Lust- Not Love ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop. Sad, ne?

Warning: This story is not really intended for the younger audiences, but if you're going to read it, there isn't very much I can do it stop you, is there?

LUST, NOT LOVE.

Venus. The year 2071. The sky was a deep blue and the sun was shining in all its glory. A woman with long, flowing blonde hair walked through a field, holding a red rose. She turned around and smiled sweetly. She turned and ran towards him, dropping the flower on the way. She threw her arms around him, pressing her lips to his in a long-awaited kiss that couldn't be any more perfect. Before he knew it, he was hovering over this utterly beautiful woman, skin on skin, touching and tasting things so long forgotten…Julia…

Spike Spiegel sat bolt upright, breathing heavily. He looked down to find he had an erection. He groaned disgustedly and leaned back on the yellow couch once again. He covered his face in his hands. These dreams were coming more and more frequently; he couldn't take it any more! Every time he would drift off, he would dream about sex. Sex and Julia. It had been so long since he had been with a woman and masturbating was losing its appeal quickly. He groaned again. No more please…he thought.

"Is Spike sicky-sick?!"

Spike jumped and covered his bulge with a yellow cushion. Edward's face hung about 2 inches from his own. "Does Spike need a doctor?" She smiled widely.

"No, Ed. I'm fine." Spike said through clenched teeth.

"Are you suuuuuuure?" Ed nagged.

"Completely. Now go away."

"Okie Dokie! But Edward thinks that Spike-Spike should get a doctor to look at that thing in Spike's pants!" Ed laughed wildly and ran off, Ein quickly following.

Spike watched her dart away. "Gah…kids…"

"What did she do now?" Came a sultry voice from the stairs. Spike turned to see Faye standing over him, looking…really good for some strange reason…

Spike shook his head. "Just being Ed…"

"I know what you mean…"

Faye came around the table and dropped her red wrap down on it. She sat down next to Spike, lighting a cigarette. She inhaled deeply and laid her head back on the couch, eyes closed. Her dark hair fell back, revealing her ivory-toned skin and soft rose lips. Spike's eyes trailed down her long graceful neck and lingered on her plentiful chest. He eyed her flat, smooth stomach, which led down to long, amazing legs that remained slightly parted. A million dirty thoughts flew into Spike's head. He slapped himself. Bad thoughts out! He thought.

"You're really strange." Faye observed while watching him out of the corner of her eye.

"Right. Where's Jet?" Spike could really use him about now; everything Faye said or did seemed to be toying with his senses.

"After a bounty head. He said after he collected the money, he was gonna stop at the store and get us some damned food. And hopefully some soap." She glanced at him again.

"Great. Well I'm gonna go work on Swordfish." He stood up and left Faye sitting there.

"What? No witty retort?" Faye called out to him as he left, sounding slightly disappointed.

"Ehh, maybe later." He left.

Faye sat up, thoroughly upset on having been denied some fun. What could be wrong with him? She finished her cigarette and put it out in the ashtray. Did something Ed said bother him so deeply? She doubted that. But still, Ed was there before she was, maybe she knows something. She stood up and went searching for Ed.

Faye found the pint-sized hacker sitting at (what else?) her computer. She bent down next to her.

"Edward, do you know what's the matter with Spike?"

"Spike?" Ed questioned blankly.

"Yes Spike. Why's he acting funny? Do you know?"

Ed just continued to stare at her computer screen, typing, completely oblivious.

"ED!" Faye screeched. Edward jumped and fell backwards, her goggles falling off her face with a SMACK!

"Now Ed, I'll ask once more…What's wrong with Spike???" Faye's voice returned to its normal pitch, though slightly shaking.

"Spike was asleep-sleep on the couch and kept making funny noises like this:" Ed moaned. "Then Spike woke up and acted like his head was hurting him so Ed asked what was wrong and he said nothing. Thennn…Ed noticed something big in Spike's pants so Ed says something and Spike tells her to go away so she does!" Ed picked up her goggles and returned her attention to her computer screen.

Faye stood up. This was better then she had planned! Oh, Spike was never going to live this down! Having wet dreams was he? She chuckled. He can't avoid me now! She practically skipped over to the hanger where Swordfish was. She felt like a kid on Christmas.

Spike laid back over the seat of his Swordfish. He had already fixed her up and was in perfect working order, but he couldn't bring himself to be around Faye. He couldn't trust himself. He NEEDED a woman right now. He was going completely insane. He was just thinking that maybe if he kept out of her way, this would pass when Faye strolled in looking completely satisfied about something. Spike pretended to be working under Swordfish's console so she wouldn't see his face.

"Hey Spike! How are you feeling?"

Spike said nothing, just continued to work.

"Well that's good, I'm glad to hear it! Have a good nap?"

"What do you want, Faye?" Spike snapped.

"Ooh, touchy. You better watch your tone, mister. Oh by the way, is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Faye laughed out loud. "What's wrong, Spike? Things not so good in the bedroom department? Well I would think so. Haven't seen many girls around here. So tell me, what did you dream about? C'mon, really! I wanna know!"

Spike sat up. He couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed Faye's wrist and swung her around so that she landed on the seat in Swordfish. He held her arms down with his hands and stared into her face.

"Spike! What in the hell are you doing?! Get off me, you pervert! You should really get some counsel-"

"Shut up, Faye." Spike didn't have to raise his voice. It had the sort of fierceness that is reached by being so full of feeling, full of passion.

Faye noticed this and closed her mouth instantly. It took a lot to make Faye shut up. Spike was rather surprised. He tried to control himself.

"Now what is it that you need?" He made sure each word was perfectly clear.

Faye only gaped at him. What did she need? She didn't really need anything, did she? Her day had been rather dull and she was looking for some entertainment. She just came to push Spike's buttons. How was she supposed to answer that? She stared back in his eyes.

"I think I should be asking you that. You're the one that's got me pinned to the seat, what do you want?!" Faye asked coolly.

"You." Spike answered simply. Before she had any time to react to this, Spike leaned forward and kissed her. Angry by this intrusion, Faye broke one arm away from Spike's grip and attempted to push him away. Spike smiled in the kiss and pushed his hips against Faye's. He had an erection, very obvious through his pants, and the fabric bit at the inside of Faye's thighs. She gasped at this, and Spike seized the opportunity to deepen their kiss, his tongue tracing the outline of Faye's bottom lip and then entering her mouth. This seemed to piss her off even more, for she began kicking and punching even harder. Spike simply grabbed her other arm and pushed it back down, never breaking the kiss.

After a few seconds, Faye began to return the kiss, their tongues having a war within each other's mouths. When she stopped kicking, Spike let go of her arms and slid his hands down her side. Her skin felt so smooth under his callused hands. Faye brought her hands up and held Spike's head as they kissed. Spike's hand slid back up over her flat stomach and unbuttoned her top. The yellow fabric fell open, revealing two milky white breasts. Spike leaned down and began to nip and suck one, licking around her nipple before playing with it, teasing it with his teeth. She tasted so good. Sweet, pure woman. Faye arched her back and breathed deeply. He was enjoying the tiny sounds she was making so he moved to the next one, giving each equal attention. While he was doing so, one hand reached down and undid the clasp to her shorts. He yanked down the suspenders(?) he didn't know what they were, and pulled her shorts off. He then practically tore her thong off before bringing his mouth back to hers.

Faye unzipped his pants while they kissed, doing her best to push his boxers down with them. She then moved to his Jacket, opening at as quickly as she could, eager to feel his skin pressed against hers. He shrugged it off and tossed it aside. Without warning, Spike placed the tip of his length at her opening and pushed in all the way. Faye broke the kiss to gasp sharply. Spike was big. She felt her inner walls stretch to accommodate his size.

"Ahh! Spike…" Faye breathed.

But Spike didn't hear her. The moment he felt himself enter Faye, her tight wetness engulfing him, his senses went nuts. He began to move, slow at first then gradually increasing the pace until he was ramming into her, holding her arms as he did so. A sheet of perspiration had appeared on his chest, he could feel it as he was pressed against Faye's breasts. She felt so good! She wrapped her legs around Spike's hips, holding him in closer. Spike felt the tremors around his length and knew Faye was close. He was, as well. Faye threw her head back, pleasure rushing over her entire body as she came around him.

"Spike!" She gasped loudly.

Spike thrust into her a couple more times before letting out a loud, sharp "Ah!" and releasing his seed inside of her. They both just lay there a moment, catching their breaths. Then Spike pulled his limp length out of her and sat back up. He pulled his pants and boxers back up and looked at Faye, who was closing her top.

"I'm sorry, Faye, I-" He began.

"I understand."

"Thank you, Faye." He half smiled at her.

Faye returned the smile and attempted to stand up, but found her legs to not agree with her and she had to grab onto Spike for support.

Spike chuckled. "I can have that affect…"

"Don't get so high on yourself!" Faye snapped, regaining leg strength as she pulled her shorts up. They both stared at each other, silent.

"Well, I guess I'll see ya around, Spiegel." Faye said while walking away.

"Thank you again, Faye." Spike said whole-heartedly.

"Like I said, I understand completely. Damn horny men…" She muttered this last part just loud enough for Spike to hear.

As soon as Faye was out of Spike's sight, she leaned against the nearest wall, heart pounding in her chest. She could NOT believe what had just happened. She smiled to herself. `Hope he gets one of those urges again, and hope I'm around to help…'

Spike smiled to himself and sat back in his seat. He found his jacket and reached into the inner pocket and pulled out a cigarette and lighter and lit up. He inhaled deeply and breathed the smoke back out. He was glad Faye understood. Sometimes being intimate with someone is just the best comfort there is. Now maybe those goddamn dreams will stop…