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Spike looked to Faye as he laid back on the ugly yellow couch. Faye was currently dancing around the Bebop with Ed, not a care in the world. She's been very happy lately and Spike figured that had something to do with him. Spike and Faye had started a sexual relationship, they were two good-looking people who just clicked together physically. They still fought, but that was their thing.

Faye moved her hips to the beat, laughing along with Ed as Ein pranced around their legs. Jet was amused as he sat on a barstool, smoking a cigarette. Spike's hand twitched, wanting the sweet nicotine of the cancer stick. He pulled one out of his pocket, Jet lit it for him. He inhaled and breathed out the tar filled smoke.

"Silly, huh?" Jet mumbled.

"Idiots. The three things I hate the most, having a good time together." Spike mumbled, trying to fight the smile that was playing on his lips. Jet noticed and chuckled lowly, Jet knew about Spike's and Faye's thing they have going on. "Oh well, at least they're entertaining me." Spike said, putting his hands behind his head as his cigarette hung loose in his lips.

He realized that he loved watching Faye dance, Faye danced like she had sex. Passionately and teasingly.

The first time they did the deed, they were drunk. Spike and Faye had just gotten done working on a bounty they had lost, due to Faye being groped by a man. Long story short, they beat the shit out of some man and lost the bounty. They decided that they should get drunk.

They had gotten drunk together on that stupid ugly yellow couch, she had suggested they'd go into her room. Spike agreed and Faye was on hell of a lay. She was feeling everything he did. She was sprawled out over the bed, her hands clenched the sheets so hard her knuckles were white. Her hair was everywhere, over her eyes and sprawled out on the pillow.

Spike could feel their bodies syncing up, they were taking each other to heaven. After they were done, they both passed out holding each other.

They woke up the next day and Spike thought Faye would scream at him, call him a pervert or something. But all she did was kiss him passionately, then got up and looked at his slack-jawed expression. "We should do this more often." She had said with that alluring smile that always pissed him off and made him hard at the same time.

After that, they started doing it everywhere. Spike remembered that after that first night, they were having sex like rabbits. They did it on a balcony once, they were posing as a young couple and they rented a hotel room.

Faye was leaning against the balcony, Spike appeared out of nowhere and began touching her. She gripped the rails tightly as she moaned out. Spike told her, "Baby don't make too much noise, there's people around.". He was trying to tease her, that only caused her to moan louder. That's what he loved about Faye, she just didn't give a fuck.

It was moments like that when Spike believed that he more than just like Faye. His emotions would run high while his hands gripped her beautiful thighs. He'd ram into her like no tomorrow. When she would be calling his name in high ecstasy like he was her God, feeling him deep inside her.

He remembered when they were in the hanger, in his ship. The windows had fogged up, Faye was on top of him and grinding him into the seat. He remembered thinking that if he kept that up, he didn't know how much longer he would last.

She moaned like he was her God. She screamed out his name like he was all she knew. He fucked her into the middle of next week and when he was done, she was out like a light. That beautiful, sexy, Romani, crazy, loyal fucking woman would be the death of him.

He smirked when Faye looked back at him and smiled shyly as she continued to dance. He was going to enjoy tonight, take his time with her. He'll make good love to her all night, maybe then he can get his feelings to her. Maybe he could fall in love with him.

"Faye." He said. Faye turned around to look at him and gave him a questioning look. He held up his pack of cigarettes. "Wanna go smoke?" He asked grinning. Faye smiled a smile that made Spike lose his breath.

Yeah, he'd make her love him.

Song- Makin' Good Love by Avant

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