Welp, I can't win, here's a Spike and Faye fanfiction, I would write a lemon, but like all my other fanfics that involve sex and Spike, he is usually the one taking it up tae bum, as in Faye would hafta use a toy or fuck him with a strap on.
On the subject, if you want me tae right that for yer sick asses, say so if you review,
Spike was just lying on the couch on day on the Bebop, a lazy smile on his face as he did what he did best. Sitting on his lazy ass, smoking a carton of cigarettes, the man loved his cigarettes, he could smoke carton after carton and would seemingly never got cancer from it. He sighed, his eyes were closed as he smoked another stick of death, and it wasn't really a good idea to nap while smoking a motherfucking cigarette. That was Ed's theory of how he lost his eyes, he woke up from a nap while smoking and ash fell in his eyes, the kind that was still burning. But who said Spike was napping?
All of a sudden, Spike heard a giggle, it could have even his mind, but he could have sworn he felt a hand run across his chin, his eyes twitched before he slowly opened and saw something odd.
He saw Faye, but it was weird, she looked so see through, like a ghost. He cocked an eye brow; it was like she was made out of smoke.
Spike still had the cigarette in his mouth.
The ghost Faye simply smiled a curve of her smoky mouth and she leaned in, giggling slightly. Spike wanted to move, maybe if he did, this illusion would dissipate like normal smoke. But as if she was real, she was holding him down, Spike simply lied there. Even when the figure leaned in as placed her lips n Spikes.
Spike's eyes widened, it wasn't there, the lips were weightless, yet he could fell her full lips as if she wasn't some weird apparition, as if Spike was actually kissing Faye and he was enjoying it. Although, he could only taste smoke, invading his senses, Spike closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms around her. But when he did, she vanished, Spike felt it, he opened his eyes, and she was gone.
Spike jumped up, and stubbed out his cigarette, and grabbed the carton he hid under the couch. He ran to Faye's room and opened the door, seeing the purple haired girl.
"What do you want?" She asked, not noticing his freaked out expression, Spike simply threw the who carton at her, Faye catches it, looking at it with a confused expression, "what is this?" She asked.
"Keep it." Spike slammed the door shut, he should really quit smoking.
Wrote a Spike and Faye fanfiction, bitches love Spike and Faye fanfiction