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the interlude...

"What's in it for you? Why Faye, I'm very happy to show you," Spike glanced around at their surroundings. "Don't think I haven't noticed how you found the most remote part of the hot springs."

"Well," She drew out the word breathily. "I didn't have any weed for a soak'n'toke… so I figured… why not a soak'n'stroke?"

"You dirty, dirty woman!" He crowed in delight. Then his heated gaze fixed on her face. "Faye, the ways I want to ravage you..." His voice was a husky growl in her ear as he kissed right at the juncture of her jawline. Her hands fluttered from his mop of hair down to his shoulders, but Spike suddenly froze. "Wait I ...have you ever even … Faye, are you a virgin?"

She'd been nearly lost in the sensation his lips had left tingling on her skin but the thread of anxiety in his words evoked a deep, sensual laugh from her. "How chivalrous to ask!"

He nipped at her earlobe with his teeth, then started open-mouth kissing her along her neck.

Shivering from his kisses, she continued talking. "I was in my twenties when the accident happened and I had a problem with coke. I may not remember it but I can assure you I didn't have my virginity when I was frozen."

He pulled back from nuzzling her neck to look her in the eyes. "I actually meant… like since…"

She looked away from him for a heartbeat and then brought her hands back up from his shoulders to thread into his hair just above his ears. Gently, she brought his face directly in front of her own to meet his gaze firmly. "Let's shelf that for now. The point is that I am not."

Spike frowned and she used her thumbs to smooth the furrow from his brow. Allowing her the distraction and letting the subject drop, he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and drew her to stand belly to belly with him. He held her like that for a long moment, inhaled deeply, then spun her around abruptly.

She'd thrown her arms into the air in startlement, which gave him plenty of space to snake his own arms around her body. His left arm disappeared just beneath the hip deep water, dipping low on her left thigh and creeping forward. He brought his right arm around to trail teasing fingers from her right hip, up across her stomach and rib cage, to grope skillfully at her left breast. His left hand managed to squirm between her legs to sneak underneath the swimsuit fabric and he wasted no time before plunging a finger into her moist heat.

She gasped at the welcome intrusion.

Her head dropped back against his shoulder. The world was a dizzying blur around her but he was solid at her back and his arms were solid around her body, holding her securely in place even as she went boneless. His breathing was delightfully unsteady in her ear. She realized after a moment that she had been grinding her ass back into his groin. He was straining now against the fabric of his own swimsuit and the curve of her ass, which she kept moving against him.

"Ohhh baby, I'm gonna make you sob from pleasure," He promised her, sucking at her neck as his hands kept up their ministrations. "You're lucky that the cavern hotel is connected to this spa." He told her, adding a second finger. Her hips began to buck against her will, but the effect on him was obvious and made her feel powerful. His breathing was ragged as he continued trying to talk. "If you don't get me somewhere private, I'm gonna ravish you right here where anyone in the world can watch."

Her breathing hitched as he switched his right hand to her other breast and tweaked that nipple. He grazed his teeth along her collarbone. She choked momentarily on the noise that tried to escape her as she came unexpectedly on his hand still stroking between her legs. She would have collapsed fully into the hot springs if he wasn't still supporting her. He was laughing, she could feel the reverberation in his chest even if she couldn't hear at the moment over the ringing in her own ears from her orgasm. She fervently hoped that she'd chosen a spot private enough to have kept anyone from witnessing what Spike had just done to her. Oh, he was going to pay for that - she'd made damn sure of it.

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Faye's weight hung in his arms as she rode out her orgasm on his hand. He grinned against her shoulder where his face was currently pressed. Fuck, hearing her trying to catch her breath as she quivered in his arms made him feeling absolutely invincible. Goddamn she was just so gorgeous to look at, but now more than anything he wanted to keep tasting those sweet lips and everything else he could put his mouth on.

It had been years since he was last with anyone. He was almost nervous about his own likely rusty skills. Although, clearly, his nimble fingers still possessed as much talent as ever. But, excitingly, they were nearly on the same page like usual. She'd been on a hiatus as well. It made the prospect of getting with her even hotter. He could set the bar for her.

She shuddered as she managed to step away from him, as though it was uncomfortable to get that far, but her grip on his hand when she grabbed it to lead him away was solid and warm. She grabbed the tote bag holding all their devices as she led him out of the hot spring and towards the gaping maw of the cavern where their hotel room was located.

He had put all his cards on the table. It was her move next and he was ecstatic that her choice fit his desires so well. Their flirting, while a mutual effort on both their parts, had never indicated actual consent. It had merely been friends amusing themselves with wordplay and toying with the notion of attraction. It could have led anywhere or nowhere. This, now…

"Faye, if you don't want this," He had to speak up. Just in case. It certainly didn't feel like he'd pushed her into this, especially not with her pulling him along to a more private place, but he needed her to have an out. To be frank, he was starting to get overwhelmed at the idea of taking this to the next level. It would change things between them forever.

But… things had already changed. He'd already touched her too intimately for things to go back to how they had been between them. And if he were to be honest with himself, he didn't think he could handle that anyway. He felt like he was on fire with the burning desire to plunge into her depths, to kiss and lick and fuck her until she was exhausted and limp on his body. He craved her now more than he could ever recall craving a cigarette, joint, or booze.

Her voice drifted back over her shoulder to his ears as they moved swiftly along. "You better believe I want this, cowboy," Her hand squeezed his. "I'm going to make you scream my name,"

Faye's confident claim gave him the courage to tug her hand, stopping her forward momentum. She frowned back at him but he tugged her nearer still and then scooped her up into his arms once she was fully within reach. He'd carried her like this before, when she was trashed at the bar and he'd been shot in the shoulder hours before. She'd been mostly unconscious and he'd been in a decent amount of pain. Now she was wide awake and writhing in his grasp, pressing her breasts against his chest, running her nails along his shoulders and back, her legs wrapped around his midriff and squeezing.

"You don't even know where our room is," He told her. He could feel the bag of their items knocking against his back from where she'd looped the handles over her hand to hang from her wrist. Her hands locked together to keep her safely in place and her mouth moved to his neck and ear so she could lick to her heart's content. Scooping her up like this had been a bold move because now he had to somehow carry her to their destination without stopping at the nearest convenient wall to rock into her like he so greatly desired. But, just holding her hand and trailing along after her had not been enough to tide him over for their journey to the bedroom.

No, he had to have her in his arms. To feel her so alive and wanton. Her core, where it pressed through her tiny swimsuit bottom against his stomach, was damp from the hot springs and from his earlier efforts to take her over the edge. The sticky heat was driving him mad with his need to throw her down and have his way with her willing body. Thankfully, he'd already made this trek before while Faye had been pampering herself. He'd brought their latest clothing purchases to the room before he'd set out to find and claim her at last. Knowing where they were going and how soon they'd be there was about all that kept him from simply fucking her right where they were. Judging from her own moans and the way she was accosting his earlobe, she wouldn't have minded either way, but Spike was trying his best to be a gentleman here.

He'd left the room unlocked intentionally, knowing all their true valuables were in the tote bag he'd kept with them, and he was grateful for that because he didn't have to juggle Faye and a key to gain access to the room.

It was actually a very nice suite. Carved directly into the cavern itself, like the rest of the twenty-odd rooms in this section of the underground resort, it was surprisingly warm inside. There was a small bathroom with a large shower - nozzles all over for a cascade of water to envelope a person from above and from all sides - and a little dining area with two chairs next to a table that held a single unlit candle and had a bouquet of autumn flowers in a simple clay vase. Aside from that, there was a short but long six shelf dresser where he'd hastily stuffed all her purchases earlier, and the crowning jewel of the room… the king size four post bed with privacy curtains currently tied open.

He moved with purpose to the bed immediately and didn't bother trying to pry Faye from his body. He leaned forward and dropped with her to the mattress, his hands shifting from their position on her back to serve instead as braces on her either side. She pressed her head back against the mattress and looked up at his face with wonder in her eyes. Wonder and sin. There was something decidedly naughty glinting in her gaze.

It was impossible to keep from crushing his mouth to hers then. Impossible to keep from untying the neat little knots at her hips that held her scrap of swimsuit in place. Impossible to keep from helping her remove his damp swim shorts so he could lay against her with nothing between them at last. Well, aside from the tiny top she wore but he planned to free her breasts from that just as soon as he could set his hands or teeth to the problem.

The way her hands were moving on his body made it difficult to focus on anything. She was masterfully stroking him while guiding him to her slick entrance, yet she did not slip him inside. No, she shifted beneath him restlessly, gliding along his length while her hands moved to cup and cradle his balls, making him suck in a startled breath. Fuck, he was on top and should be in command here but she was fully in charge now and he could do little except react.

"Well, cowboy?" She whispered enticingly, dark eyes gleaming up at him, lips curved into a self-satisfied smirk. She thrust her hips up at him, sheathing him for a heartbeat in her heat, then withdrawing by sinking back into the mattress. His hips automatically jerked to follow, his body desperate to stay locked in that soft wet grip.

"Fucking hell, Faye," He uttered eventually. He twisted within the cradle of her legs, trying to find admittance again, but she teasingly moved away every time he came near. Growling at her, he shifted his weight off his forearms so he was kneeling between her legs. Faye remained laying on the mattress, lazily thrusting her crotch up towards his. Her hands had abandoned their game and were now flung to either side of her head as she let him set the stage. He eased her right leg down so he could draw his left leg up to be kneeling outside her body while his right leg remained between hers and her other leg, which had remained hooked around his back, now shifted to wrap lower around the back of his right thigh. He trailed his hands from her armpits, eliciting a tickle, down her sides over each rib like he was running his hands over piano keys, then grabbed her hips and aligned himself with her core. Her hands flew up from the bed to grasp at his shoulders as he plunged himself into her heat, making them both gasp at the sudden contact.

Her hands didn't stay on his shoulders for long. In no time she'd let them drift down to his buttocks and soon she was holding just as firmly to his ass as he was to hers. He couldn't get close enough. He was entirely inside her but it still wasn't enough. But... the way she was gyrating against him, the way she was trying to pull him impossibly deeper, the way she was keening into his ear as an orgasm tore through her… it was bringing him nearer to the edge. He wanted to feel her shuddering around him for the rest of his life. It was the most rewarding thing he'd done in recent recollection.

In a display of strength and grace, he held her firmly to his body as he threw himself sideways towards the mattress, twisting to land on his back and plop her on top. It was a dangerous move, but even though her body had been quaking, it hadn't relinquished hold on his dick. The change in gravity made it twitch inside her as her pleasure began to drip all around him. This move had been a mistake. It felt amazing, but he'd foolishly given complete control over to her by flipping them around like this. Not exactly helping him reach that shattering climax, but truthfully he was trying to postpone it even though he wanted it like no other.

Before getting his own though he wanted to keep her locked in the throes of passion. Faye was ridiculously hot. She exuded sexiness and confidence and he was so turned on by it and by her. For years now - had it been years? - she'd skulked around the ship and around his thoughts, not pushing for anything, merely existing in all her simple beauty and with all her dramatic passion. She'd been steadily worming her way into every aspect of his life until he couldn't find any place where she did not exist. While not typically the very first thing that crossed his mind when he awoke in the morning, she featured in far too many of his conscious thoughts and starred in too many idle daydreams.

This, though he'd recently begun to allow himself to imagine it, was beyond what he'd hoped for.

She mewled. She moaned. She licked and nibbled and kissed and bit and scratched and clutched at him. Her eager responses to his actions gave him the assurance that she was feeling just as good as he was. Knowing he was making her fall to pieces was intoxicating. To have that kind of effect on this aloof creature…

Letting her set the pace and ride him suddenly wasn't enough. He rolled them back over again, panting with exertion, loving every place that her body rubbed against his. Over and over again he thrust into her, drawing her with him to the next crescendo of pleasure.

He moved on her, over her, in her like he was capable of anything. She made him feel like he could do absolutely anything and everything he'd ever set his heart to.

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Later, looking at her sprawled sweaty on the sheets in the aftermath... he could already feel a new wave of arousal starting to build. His legs felt jittery so he let himself collapse on the mattress next to her. Chest rising and falling heavily with every breath, he rolled enough to his side to be able to reach her right hip so he could draw her closer.

Faye went willingly with his intentions and made a noise of surprise. "My oh my, is that for me?" Her voice held a note of awe even as her hands moved for his manhood again.

"Fuck, Faye, I don't want this going to your head but you are making me painfully hard right now and I've barely recovered from the last round." He whined. His hands went to hers, took them from their play and brought them up to his shoulders. Leaving them there, he brought his hands back down to her lush curves, kneading her hips in a way that he'd learned made her open up wonderfully.

"Someone's impatient!" She teased, massaging his shoulders with her hands as she lowered herself back onto him with a hiss. "Fuck, you feel incredible and I'm not even on that crazy drug,"

Her words triggered something in his thoughts. With effort, he split his attention between the glide of their bodies and the importance of Faye's words.

"What're you talking about?" He asked, leaning up with his torso as she pressed against him trying to maximize friction.

"Mmm, that shot? Vita-veta-veg-ahhhhh-drenochrome." The word tumbled awkwardly from her mouth as she gasped from the distraction of his hand between their bodies. "Ahhh ahhh it… I looked it up… stays in your system for like 36 hours… can affect libido causing… ohhh fuck… erections lasting… oh god oh god oh *fuck* Spike!"

The feel of her body was beyond belief. But at least now he knew he wasn't going crazy from sex. He'd expected it to be wild with Faye but this had surpassed anything he'd imagined.

"Uhh Faye, you… fuck me, baby, c'mon Faye, ohh yeah baby give it to me just like that…"

36 hours? Though it'd been at least a day since he'd gotten the shot… how the fuck was he expected to do math while she was so wet and tight around him?

Faye's thoughts clearly paralleled his own because she spoke as if in answer.

"Mm, don't you worry, baby, I'll help get you through this," She crushed his face into her breasts. "You should know I'll always have your back,"

His response was muffled by her tits, which he was lavishing with his tongue now. Swirling it around her nipple while one hand was busy tweaking her down below and his other hand roughly kneaded her other breast. Holy fuck she felt fantastic. Her smooth skin sliding along his, her interior muscles clenching purposefully around his swollen member. He might actually die from all this pleasure. She was certainly bringing him closer to the edge than any bloody battle he'd managed to crawl away from. But if this was how he was gonna go out… well, at least it'd be with an ear-to-ear smile.

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Push it! Push it reeeeal good...