Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Vicious Affair ❯ Trust? ( Chapter 3 )

Vicious affair

 

Chapter 3 - Trust?

 

It was morning in Vicious's apartment. The weather on mars was still freezing cold; in fact it had started to snow again. Faye hadn't slept at all through the night, staring outside the window seemed the only thing that would put her at ease at the moment. The snow was indeed beautiful.

 

The living room was relatively warm and comfortable and given other circumstances she would actually enjoy it but things weren't that simple. She couldn't believe she had come close to giving herself to him. Vicious. Just thinking about him sent shivers down her spine. He was a whole mystery to her; a man with many secrets, and she wasn't sure she wanted to involve herself with him. She had enough trouble as it was at the moment. But the thing that she couldn't understand was the fact that he made her feel things she wasn't sure she was capable of feeling anymore. Like the way his touch would drive her insane with pleasure. She smiled at the thought. He certainly knew how to please a woman. But that wasn't going to make everything right. He was still a member of the Syndicate and he was still hell bent on killing Spike.

 

Spike.

 

She never thought she'd ever actually miss the lunkhead. But right now she wished he were here. She wished he would annoy her and make her angry.

Her thoughts were disrupted as she heard the bedroom door open. Vicious had finally woken up; he hadn't even glanced at her, like she weren't even there. Was he angry?

She had had enough of thinking about him; maybe something to eat would take her mind off things.

 

After frying some eggs and sausages Faye placed the food into a plate and started to eat, involuntarily smiling at the taste of real food. God bless Jet, but he had to be the most awful cook ever. Just then Vicious walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He glanced at her for the first time that morning and frowned. Even now he still wanted her. He felt like such an idiot; he had been so desperate to have her last night it was embarrassing. He wasn't some horny teenager, he was a grown man. He had control over things like this. But with Faye he wasn't sure anymore. Not even Julia had ever had this power over him.

 

He sighed and sat at the kitchen table. Faye glanced at him boldly, without an ounce of fear or awkwardness. What was this newfound determination? He wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing when it came to this woman.

 

“You made any for me?” he asked teasingly. The best thing was to get her angry; he didn't know what else to do.

 

She glanced down at her plate and replied silently, “There's some left if you want….” He had to admit he was slightly startled by her behaviour. He had expected her to shout at him or just give him a dirty look, anything but this….

He regarded her inquisitively and spoke, “Look, about last night…….I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me”

 

She stood up from the table and walked towards him, staring down at him with a strange look. “Do you mean that?”

 

“Mean what?”

 

“Vicious……I don't know what exactly happened last night but…….” She sighed, what was she going to say? She wanted to tell him that he should never try a stunt like that again but it wasn't like she had been objecting after he had started it.

 

He stood up to face her. “But what Faye?”

 

Faye couldn't help but glance at his muscled chest; he looked like he worked out constantly. He was slightly more muscled than Spike. His body looked more solid than the ex-Syndicate's. His hair was tousled from his shower and it hung on his face even more. She delicately ran her hand through it and sighed. The look on his face was unreadable. She wasn't sure what he was thinking. He seemed to be unmoved by her actions.

 

“But what, Faye?” he repeated, this time a little more impatient. She lowered her hands to his chest and ran them over it curiously. He was well built.

Vicious stared at her silently. Her touch was already making him hard; did she even realise what she did to him?

 

“……but……I don't know if I really did want you to……stop….” She whispered. It was all he needed to hear. He kissed her without hesitation, gently removing her top. Faye wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed herself harder against him. She didn't want to care about what had brought her here in the first place, the fact that he was a member of the Syndicate or that he was a cold blooded killer. None of that mattered right now. Nothing mattered. All she wanted to do was loose herself with him.

 

She leisurely ran her hands up and down his back enjoying the feel of his hard body.

“Vi-Vicious…….the bedroom….” She urged.

 

“Too far away…..I want you now” He groaned when she caressed his crotch with her right thigh.

 

He kissed her neck and moved his hand to her waist, holding her in place. She moaned as he pressed her even harder against him so she could feel his arousal. “H-how about…………God…………how about the sofa in the living room…..”

 

He figured it would be more comfortable for the both of them and complied. He carried her to the living room and placed her on the leather sofa. He glanced at her with undeniable appreciation. She had to be one the sexiest woman he had ever met.

 

He removed the rest of her clothing and climbed on top of her. Faye ran her hands up his strong arms and looked him straight in the eye. He seemed to be contemplating something. She caressed his face and tried to bring his attention back to her.

 

“Vicious?”

 

He just gave her a restrained look and sighed. He wanted her but something seemed to feel strange.

 

“Vicious? Is something wrong?”

 

“No. I just don't think this is a good idea” he couldn't believe his own words. He wanted her like nothing else but something made him stop.

 

“But I……..I thought you wanted this?”

 

“I do…”

 

“Then what's the matter?”

 

“Do `you' want this? Or are you just scared that if you didn't I might force you to?”

 

Faye stared at him confused. What in the world was he talking about? “What do you mean?”

 

“Are you still scared of me?”

 

“Vicious…..I……I don't know……all I know is that I want you” she replied huskily, she wanted him so bad right now, she would be on the verge of screaming if he didn't do something about it.

 

He kissed her neck, biting her a little before briefly running his tongue over her soft flesh. “After this there's no turning back……I need to know that you trust me Faye”

 

She sighed, why was he making things so difficult? “I can't promise you that Vicious. You did kidnap me, after all. I can't just ignore that. But, despite the circumstances I still want you. That should tell you something”

 

“If you can't trust me then I guess we should just leave things as they are” he stated coldly. He wasn't about to make love to a woman who didn't totally trust him, he had made the same mistake with Julia, and look how that had turned out.

 

She was really starting to get pissed off now, since when did guys think this way!! Had she been frozen for `that' long?

 

“Look, don't be talking about trust here. You fucking kidnapped me!!! And now you expect me to trust you? I'm really trying to understand the situation here, I mean I'm attracted to you……and yet I still can't fully trust you…...it's so fucked up. But can you really blame me?” He didn't want to look at her in the eyes. He knew she was right.

 

“Look at me Vicious!!”

 

He remained silent. What was he to say, things `were' fucked up. He hadn't thought he'd be so attracted to this woman. Sure she was beautiful but what was it about her that made him feel like a complete idiot?

 

Faye walked towards him; he was now sitting at the table again. “Look, I can't guarantee you my trust but how can you expect me to give it to you if you intend to kill Spike?”

 

He grimaced, so that was it? Spike. “Why do you care so much about him?” His voice totally emotionless. She didn't even want to imagine the look on his face. When Vicious was angry he certainly lived up to his name.

 

“I-…….we're friends I guess. We argue a lot but he's saved my life countless times and so have I for him. I guess we're comrades in a sense. That is the very reason why I cannot trust you completely. You intend to kill him, and I just simply can't allow that”

 

“Don't you think he intends on killing me too? You see, he's not the victim here. We both want this Faye. This has nothing to do with you. So just do what you're told and don't ask any questions”

 

“Ow so now I'm your hostage, while minutes ago you were asking for my trust. Isn't that right Vicious? Exactly what do you see me as? Be honest with yourself, if you really want to treat me like a hostage then why don't you do so. It would be less confusing, don't you think? Then you wouldn't have to worry about trust would you?” she sat next to him, eyes blazing with anger. “You could even use me as one of your whores, wouldn't that be a bonus”

 

He stood up from his chair, which fell to the ground. He couldn't stand this anymore. He needed to get away from her. What she said was invoking chaos within him.

 

“What's this, you're leaving? I never thought you'd be a coward. See that's probably why Julia chose Spike over you” She knew she had gone too far but she was far beyond caring.

 

Vicious turned around at the mention of Julia. “You think mentioning her name will have any effect on me. Let me tell you something, Faye, I do not love that woman anymore. I am not fighting Spike because of her, but because of his betrayal. He took what was mine!! And he did it behind my back. I don't give a shit if it was love or not, I cared about that woman. And that is a very rare thing for a person like me. And he just had to set his eyes on her didn't he. And now she's dead. We could have avoided all this if he had been honest with me but noooo!! For that I will never, forgive him. So before you run that pretty little mouth of yours get your facts right!!”

 

“This is pathetic Vicious. You want to kill him over something so normal”

 

“Think whatever you want to think. I don't care about your opinion. Therefore I don't need to explain myself to you”

 

She felt slightly hurt by his statement. But what exactly did she expect from him? She wasn't naïve; he wasn't the type of man who could be capable of wholeheartedly loving a woman. Why was she even thinking about the prospect that he might feel something for her………But then again the look on his face when he had asked her to trust him……it was indescribable. It was like he was silently asking her to care about him.

 

To say she was confused was an understatement. She picked up her top just remembering that she had been half naked the whole time. Vicious had been having a hard time not looking at her breasts. Ow well he deserved a little torture. The man could be a total bastard at times. But even though she was mad as hell with him, she still wanted to feel his touch. Either she was going crazy or she really needed to get laid.

 

Vicious sighed, this was going nowhere. He really wanted her trust, more than he wanted to admit to. “Listen…….I'm sorry. It's obvious we took things a bit too far. We need to get back to the Syndicate anyway so get yourself ready”

 

Faye remained silent and went to the bathroom to take a shower. It was better this way. Things could get complicated if they took things any further. But why did she feel so empty inside, so disappointed, did she really want him that much?

 

To be continued………