Chapter 9: Devil in a Blue Dress
Spike walked through the streets of what a long time ago had been Los Angeles. His blue suit jacket was thrown casually over one shoulder, his other hand in his pocket. He looked from one restaurant to the other and one shop to another. A silly grin was plastered on his face for no reason. It was a nice day, and for the first time in a long time he was actually glad he was there to enjoy it. The group had decided to take a vacation for a while. They had been steadily brining in bounties for weeks after the Three Strikes Gang, and had each saved up quite a bit of money. Without a casino in the future, Faye had even learned to save her money and started putting it towards supplies. Jet had decided that the vacation should be on Earth, much to Faye's dismay. Ed had been the only other person happy about it. Faye had yelled and ranted about it for the two weeks it had taken them to get there.
It had been two weeks since Spike had given Faye the dress and he still hadn't seen her in it. Something he was planning on remedying while they were on vacation. He had asked her to put it on every now and then, but she declined. Her resistance always faltered a little when he would whisper the request against her hair or her skin. The shiver that ran up her body always made Spike smile a little wider. He had been completely serious before, he planned on moving on. And he was choosing Faye to HELP him.
Spike smiled as he passed a flower shop. Flowers always helped.
Ed ran into the lobby of the hotel they were staying at flying as if she were an airplane. Faye huffed as she pushed her way through the doors, carrying a couple bags on her arms.
"Ed, come back here and help me," Faye yelled at the retreating form of the girl. Ed turned on a heel and ran back at Faye. Faye closed her eyes and awaited the crash, but it didn't come. Faye opened one eye at a time, seeing the cocked head of Ed staring at her.
"What is Faye-Faye doing?" Ed asked. Faye blew a strand of hair from her face.
"Nothing. Here, take the bags up to your room and we'll give Spike and Jet a fashion show." Faye said with a smile.
"Fa-shhhhhhhhhhh-ion SHOW!!!!!!" Ed continued to yell as she gabbed the bags and made a dash for the elevator. Faye had spent the whole day shopping with Ed, buying her new clothes. Ed had reached the age of young adulthood before any of them had been ready. Faye took her out and bought her some clothes that would HELP with the transition. Faye walked over to the elevators and smiled. The look on Jet's face when Faye told her what she was going out with Ed to do was priceless. It was that look of a father just realizing his little girl was growing up. Faye laughed as she walked into the elevator.
Faye popped her head into Jet's open door. They had all got their own rooms, with their own money. Privacy was grand, but with Ed around it didn't exist. Jet was sitting on his bed looking at Ed who had put on a pair of jeans and a new t-shirt. The kid looked almost normal. Jet was smiling that proud papa smile.
"Hey, what do you think?" Faye said as she stepped in a leaned on the door frame.
"Pretty good, Faye. She looks like a normal kid." Jet said looking up at her and smiling. "Did you have fun?"
"It wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be." Faye said pushing off and heading for her own room. She heard Jet snort out a laugh as she went. Her smile only increased. She walked a few rooms down and opened her door, stealing a quick glance at the door across the hall. Spike.
Spike had been a trip lately. He was hell bent on getting Faye to agree to a date with him. It was really kind of funny, the way he would ask. The fun stopped when he would start to touch her skin and breath the requests into her neck. At that time she found it hard to say no. And why was she saying no? She wanted to make him sweat. Plain and simple. He had made her sweat plenty before, damn sexy smirk and eyes of his. Nope. This time it was her turn to make him sweat. Plus she was making sure it wasn't just some whim of his. Giving him time to reconsider. But it had been going on for about two weeks now, and he was getting more persistent. He had even asked Jet for help. To which Jet had laughed and laughed. Spike was persistent, and it was getting harder for Faye to decline. Faye smiled a little more as she walked over to her dresser to put her keys down.
"What's got you so happy?" Spike's voice rolled out into the room. Faye turned and saw him standing in the doorway his hands behind his back a large grin on his face. It never failed think of the man long enough and poof, he appears.
"I took Ed out shopping," Faye said taking a step towards him, her knee brushing the bed. Spike raised an eyebrow, his head cocking to the side a little. "It was actually fun. Nice to do something other than bounty hunting."
"I know something else that's better than bounty hunting. It involves you and me, and a restaurant." Spike said taking a step into the room. He kept his hands behind his back.
"Are we back to this again?" Faye said turning around removing the jacket tied around her waist, and the gun that it hid. She was wearing a pair of nice fitting blue jeans and a yellow strapless halter top. She turned and met his large smirk, she narrowed her eyes. "What's behind your back?"
"Surprise," Spike said bringing about a half dozen yellow roses. He couldn't bring himself to buy red. He was moving on, starting something new. Faye's eyes lit up, and Spike's smile increased as he took steps towards her. She reached out for them.
"Yellow roses, those are rare." Faye said. "Especially now."
"Yellow is your color, looks good on you," Spike said bringing the roses back towards his body. Faye's eyes narrowed. He put a finger to her bare shoulder and moved it across and down her arm. "Very good."
"Cut it out," Faye said slapping his hand. She crossed her arms over her chest.
"Come on, Faye." Spike said. "I bought you roses. The least you could do is try on the dress for me."
"The dress isn't yellow." Faye said with a smile.
"Do you want me to go buy a yellow one?" Spike asked completely serious.
"No. I like the one you bought." Faye said.
"Then wear it for me," Spike said bringing the roses in front of his face. "We're here on vacation, so take one. Come out with me tonight. Dinner and dancing."
"Jesus, Faye. Just say yes, so we can all get some peace." Jet's voice came from the doorway. Faye and Spike looked back. Spike had a wide grin on his face, the yellow roses still under his chin. Faye was sending Jet daggers. Ed was standing beside Jet in white sundress with red polka dots on it.
"You look nice, Ed." Spike said.
"Ed will go out to dinner with Spike-person." Ed said taking a few steps forward. "Faye-Faye bought Ed a new DREEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!"
"See Faye, you had better take the offer soon or else Ed's going to take it from you." Spike said turning back to face Faye who had a silly grin on her face.
"Go ahead Ed, I don't mind." Faye said with a giggle. "Hope you two have fun." Spike's face fell as he looked to Ed and Jet.
"Actually I'm taking Ed out tonight," Jet spoke up. "Sorry Spike, guess you're stuck with Faye."
"Sorry, Spike-person." Ed said zooming out of the room.
"You two have fun," Spike said to Jet.
"OH yeah," Jet said the sarcasm dripping from each word. "You too." This was said with a slight chuckle. He still had a hard time seeing Spike and Faye together, but it was hilarious when they would argue for hours and then Spike would ask her out. Faye always left in a huff, yet smiling.
"We will," Spike said.
"I haven't agreed to go out with you!!" Faye yelled as Jet closed the door behind him. She was staring daggers at Spike. "What is it with you?"
"I'm a man on a mission, Faye." Spike said with a grin. "You are that mission."
"What if you fail?" Faye said taking a step towards him.
"I don't fail." Spike said flatly, the voice was scary. Faye took her step back and stared at him.
"Please, you remember that time when we were chasing that one guy on Mars and you fell in the horse shit. I'd say you definitely failed then." Faye said crossing her arms over her chest.
"That was all your fault. If you hadn't shot off your gun and run screaming through the chicken coop it never would have happened." Spike snapped back as he lowered his arms. His face had lost the happy luster.
"The damn chickens were trying to bite me!" Faye yelled back.
"You were just itchy on the trigger and screwed up. Don't blame the chickens." Spike yelled.
"Itchy on the trigger!!! Who's the one who shot the horse." Faye slammed back her arms falling to her side, her hands in fists.
"The horse could have killed me. It was self defense." Spike said his hands joining hers in fists. He was crushing the stems of the roses.
"Please. You screwed up." Faye said. "If you hadn't shot the horse we could have still caught the guy. Instead we ended up covered in shit."
"No big change for you." Spike shot back.
"Oh look who's talking." Faye yelled, they had argued their way to a close distance. Faye was three inches from Spike's face.
"Will you go out with me tonight or what?!" Spike yelled his voice remaining in fight mode.
"Yes!!!" Faye yelled. Her eyes went wide, and she stared at him. His grin was huge. She started to open her mouth to take it back, but Spike brought a finger to her lips.
"Uh, no take backs." He said. He bent down and kissed over top of his finger. "I'll meet you in the lobby in two hours." Spike put the flowers down on her dresser and walked to the door, opening it and looking back at the still flustered Faye.
"I'm not promising a nice night, Spike." Faye yelled at him regaining her anger.
"I'll promise it," Spike said as he started out the door. "Wear the dress, Faye." And then he left the room, closing the door behind him.
"Damn, Lunkhead!!!" she yelled at the closed door. She went over to the dresser and picked up the flowers, a smile forming on her lips. He always seemed to be the one in control, and even when she had tried to gain it, he took it away. Well, she wasn't going to let that happen. NO. Not Faye Valentine. This was going to be a night he never forgot.
Two hours later Spike sat on the couch in the lobby, every two seconds or so he would glance over at the elevators. Faye should be down any minute. He smiled as he straightened his tie for the twelfth time. He had decided to wear a newer blue suit, darker blue than the other one. A crisp white shirt and a blue silk tie. He liked blue. Tonight was going to be a night to remember. Just then he heard the door to the elevator open. He stood at the sight of Faye coming off of it. His mouth hung open a little his eyes taking her in.
A simple blue dress that was what he bought. But when it came to Faye nothing was simple. She had her hair pulled on top of her head, small stands framing her face. Small sparkles on the side of her head showed that diamonds were laced in her hair holding it in place. Her face was beautifully shimmering with just the right amount of make-up. Not too much, not too little. Enough to make Spike's mouth hang a little. The dress fit perfectly. The two thin straps led into the v-cut of the dress. It didn't go down too low, but Faye's assets made it hang perfectly alluring around her. The dress went to mid-thigh a little longer on the one side than the other. Her legs were perfectly smooth and milky white, perched atop strapped blue heels. Faye smiled over at him, letting the transparent shawl slip from her shoulders. She did a turn and Spike's eyes got a little wider. The back was non-existent leaving her bare down very low. Strange he didn't notice that when he bought it. Faye smiled at Spike and made her way over to him. His mouth was still a little droopy. He couldn't move, he was frozen and she was getting closer.
Faye stepped into him and put her mouth close to his. She smiled playfully and brought her finger under his chin, closing his mouth. She moved in a little closer.
"You ready, cowboy?" Faye asked breathing every word on his lips. Spike swallowed and composed himself. He nodded, not able to form words at that moment. Faye laughed and started towards the door. Spike mobilized as soon as he heard the laugh.
"Well, looks like the dress fits." Spike said moving up behind her and grabbing the door.
"Yeah?" Faye said looking down at her. "You like it?" She looked back up to his eyes, a smile on her lips.
"Definitely," Spike said pushing the door open. "Tonight should be pretty interesting."
"That's what I was thinking." Faye said stepping out into the spring like evening.
They walked down the streets, no need for a car on such a beautiful night. Neither of them said anything. Spike walked with his hands in his pockets, stealing quick glances at Faye every now and then. Faye walked looking around her, her eyes a little sad. Spike noticed the sadness and finally broke the silence.
"Its not that bad is it?" Spike said. Faye looked as though she was shaken from a trance. She looked over at Spike
"What?" Faye asked.
"Going out with me. Its really not going to be that bad. I'm a perfect gentleman." Spike said with a smile. Faye snorted out a laugh and rolled her eyes.
"Its not the company," Faye said catching his eye and then looking back to the moonlit sky. "It's the place."
"We haven't even got there yet." Spike said a little annoyed.
"Lunkhead," Faye yelled. "Not the restaurant. Earth." She said moving a hand in an upward movement.
"You really hate Earth don't you?" Spike asked looking at her.
"It's not my favorite place." Faye said looking at him.
"You're from Earth. Why do you hate it?" Spike moved himself a little closer to her.
"I don't know, maybe because all the memories I have of it are in bits and pieces. I got them back, but there is no one here to tell me what they mean." Faye looked down at the ground.
"Maybe its time to make some new memories," Spike said as he put his arm around her shoulder. Faye pushed away from him and hit him playfully in the stomach. "Cut it out," Faye said crossing her arms over her chest. Spike smiled wider and moved so his body was as close as it could get to Faye's.
They made it to the restaurant and sat down at a small candle lit table near the back. It was a beautiful restaurant, with candles at every table, a large dance floor in the center, and a piano not far away. Spike held Faye's chair and got hit in the stomach again.
"You going to hit me every time I do something that is a little date-like?" Spike asked taking his seat.
"Depends on what it is," Faye said with a sly grin. Spike raised an eyebrow at her. She put her hand to her chin and bit on her finger as it lay on her lip. He laughed.
"Sir, what will you be drinking this evening?" The waiter asked. Spike looked up at him and then over to Faye. Faye smiled and gave a hand signal for him to go ahead.
"Wine?" Spike said over to Faye, she didn't move.
"Red or White?" The waiter asked. Spike kept eye contact with Faye, she was still smiling at him. Her green eyes brought out the blue of her dress. The colors surrounding her made her look exotic and beautiful.
"Red," Spike said with a smile at Faye. Faye nodded her head ever so slightly. The waiter left and brought back the wine and took their orders.
They sat and ate for a while, chit chatting about small things. Mainly Ed, Jet and the bounties they had caught. Faye was telling Spike how much Ed had grown up, and how much she enjoyed being close to her.
"You enjoy being close to Ed?" Spike asked placing his napkin on the plate, showing he was finished. Faye did the same.
"Yeah, she's like a little sister or something," Faye said looking at the dance floor. "I haven't been close to people for a long time, Spike. Its nice."
"Oh yeah?" He said raising an eyebrow. "That include me?"
"Lunkhead, of course it includes you." Faye said with a bit of an annoyed grimace to her date. Her date....wow. She shook her head.
"Just checking," Spike said. "You can't ever tell with women."
"Stop generalizing about women, Spike. It'll hurt your chances with them." Faye said with a grin at him. He smiled at her.
"Faye, tell me about yourself." Spike said, putting a hand to his chin and leaning in. "What?" Faye said with a raised eye brow. "Do you realize how corny that sounds?"
"I'm trying to see past the corny of the statement. I realized that I've known you for almost two years now, and I really don't know that much about you. You know enough about me." Spike said leaning in a little. "Tell me about you."
"What do you want to know?" Faye said looking at him through her lashes.
"Anything." Spike said with a smile.
"My family is from Earth, Brazil to be exact." Faye said looking up as if she was trying to read something. "I'm not sure where that is though. I lived there with them." she stopped and looked over at him, her eyes wide.
"What?" Spike asked taking his hand from his chin.
"It hard to put it together. No one has ever asked before," Faye said. "I'm sorry." She put her eyes to the table.
Spike mentally kicked himself, and looked away. He spotted dancers on the floor. "Tell me one more thing." He said as he looked back to the table. "Did you learn to dance when you were younger?"
"I must have," Faye said her eyes dancing with happiness. Spike reached a hand across the table to her.
"Let's see." He said. Faye put her hand in his and left her shawl on the back of the chair. He helped her to her feet and led her to the dance floor. For one awkward second they smiled at each other and tried to figure out what to do next. Faye took the initiative and placed her hand in his and put his other hand around her waist. Spike smiled at her as she slid her other hand and arm around his shoulder. They started to move as if willed by something else. Spike's hand was rubbing in slow circles at her back, and he pushed her lightly toward himself. Their bodies touched and they each caught their breath for a second. Spike looked down at Faye's pools of green and her beautiful pink lips and found himself wanting more than a dance. Faye smiled at him, as if reading his thoughts and slapped him playfully on the chest. He laughed and brought her closer her chest up against his. Her head was resting on his shoulder, her mouth sending a tingle of passion down Spike's spine. He put his chin on the top of her head and let the music lead them around. His hand began to move from circular motions to a kneading of her bare flesh. His mouth was getting dry, but he wouldn't move that hand for anything. Faye's mind was at ease but her body was a solid tingle, running from the top of her head where his was, to the bottom of her toes. Her mind lingered on her bare back where his calloused fingers where lightly kneading her flesh. She sighed and remembered the day back on the Bebop when his hands had been in a similar position. She wanted so much for that to happen again, to just let go and let him take her away. She snuggled her head to his shoulder a little more and smiled against him. He smelt wonderful, like cigarettes and something else, more husky. Must be his cologne. She smiled again. Spike smiled as she snuggled closer to him, and longed to feel her do that to his bare flesh. He put his mouth to her head and could smell her shampoo. That wonderful fruit blend meshed with cigarettes. It was like a toxin. He smiled against her head. The music ended, and all the dancers clapped. Spike and Faye stepped away from one another. Spike's hand still placed firmly on Faye's back. Faye had a smile that promised wonders in it. Spike smiled at her smile and moved his hand slowly up her back. Faye smiled again, and playfully hit him in the stomach. A little harder this time, Spike backed off and grabbed his stomach.
"Jesus, Faye." He said a little annoyed. He looked back up at her and found her smiling widely at him. "What?"
"I was just thinking maybe we should leave." Faye said walking back to the table. Spike raised an eyebrow but followed, a grin forming on his face.
"I was thinking a nice walk down by the beach," Spike said. Faye looked up at him and smiled. He paid the bill and they left.
They were walking down a boardwalk over looking the ocean. Faye by the rail and Spike beside her. She had her arms crossed over her holding her shawl tight. Spike smiled and took off his suit jacket. He placed it over her shoulders and squeezed a little before he went back to standing beside her. She looked over at him a little confused at first, but then smiled at the smirk on his face.
"Thanks," She said. She turned her attention back to the ocean.
"I'm surprised you didn't hit me again," Spike said putting his hands in his pockets. Faye laughed from beside him and he smiled. "For someone who doesn't like Earth, you sure stare at it a lot."
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Faye said not looking away from the ocean. Spike stared at the woman next to him and smiled.
"I've never seen anything that rivaled it," Spike said. Faye turned to find him staring at her. "In any way." He put a hand to her face a pushed a strand of hair out of her face. She placed her hand on his and pushed in down, holding it still against her side. His fingers spread on her side, and his eyes went wide. She looked up at him and again flashed that smile, Spike wanted to eat her mouth. He bent closer and she moved back a little, smacking him in the chest.
"Damnitt, Faye!" he yelled. "What is it with you?" He was yelling and flinging his arms. He felt her touch his arms and lower them. She moved closer and put her lips softly to his, he opened his eyes for a second in surprise. But he soon melted under the soft, gentle movement of her lips. He closed his eyes and kissed her back, his hands still held by hers. She broke the kiss and smiled, Spike opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow at her.
"You always kiss me first," Faye said in a whisper. "I wanted it this time."
"Must be the dress," Spike said smiling at her. "You never did anything like you've done tonight. Brings out the devil in you."
"Complaining?" Faye asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hell no." Spike said with a laugh, "Just pointing it out." Suddenly a loud screech and splash took their attention to the ocean. In the water was a figure running around splashing and yelling. Another figure was chasing the smaller one, a dog biting at his ankles. The bigger figure then fell into the water. The laughter was all to familiar.
"If we leave now we can beat them back," Faye said with a smile. Spike smiled back at her, and offered his arm to her.
"My dear," he said with a smile. "Am I going to get hit again when I go in for the good night kiss?"
"We'll see." Faye said smiling as the two made their way back to the hotel. Leaving Jet, Ed, and Ein to play in the ocean. They would be out their for hours until Ed got to tired to run away from Jet.
Spike had unlocked his room and opened the door, Faye was putting the key into her door. He walked back across the hall and stood behind her. She stopped fiddling with the key and turned to face him. He smiled down at her, she was still wearing his coat. They stood that way for five minutes, staring into one another's eyes. Spike put a hand out and cupped her cheek. Faye rubbed her cheek against his hand, they didn't break eye contact. Spike moved his head down and was about to kiss her.
"Why is this so hard now?" Spike asked his eyes slits, a smile and a little bit of amusement on his voice.
"Maybe because of the date." Faye said. She started to close the distance. "Oh I give up," She said pulling back a little, not enough to fully separate. Spike's hand moved on her cheek, his thumb rubbing a little.
"Maybe its because we both want it now," Spike said opening his eyes and looking at her.
"Maybe," Faye said with a bit of a smile at him. He smiled back and slid his fingers under her chin lifting her face to his.
"Here goes," Spike said with one last smile. Faye returned it and then his lips where on hers. A soft gentle kiss, just a bare brush of lips. He kissed her over and over like that, until finally she smacked him on the shoulder. He smiled against her lips and brought her in for a deeper kiss. Passion rode through their bodies as their tongues met. Faye's knees melted and Spike's hands shot to the lapels of his suit jacket bringing her closer. They broke the kiss both a little out of breath. Spike still held Faye to him by his jacket. Faye's eyes wandered to Spike's open door, and Spike's eyes followed hers.
"Can I come in?" Faye asked, a little fear in her words.
"If you want to?" Spike said, he made it a question, his hands still balling the fabric of his suit jacket.
Faye moved his hands away and took them off her, a smile playing on her lips. She walked to his open door. Spike looked at her standing in the doorway, and watched her step into the dark room, and turn on the small light at the table. There was barely a light in the room, just a subtle yellow tint. Yellow was definitely her color. He stepped through the door and saw her standing at the window. He closed the door and she sighed, but didn't turn from the window. He walked slowly over to her standing in the very dim light. He put his hands on her shoulders and squeezed. He slid the coat off slowly and kissed her bare shoulders. Faye's breath caught and she tensed. Spike kissed her again, a flutter of lips on her bare skin. He moved up so his mouth was at her ear.
"Are you sure?" He asked in her ear, and then he kissed it. Faye turned in his arms her hands on his chest. The suit jacket forgotten on the floor. She stared into his eyes.
"Are you?" She said, it was the same question she asked before. Spike smiled at her and put a finger to her cheek.
"I asked first." He said with a smirk. She hit him on the chest. He smiled. "I've been ready for a while, Faye. I was waiting on you."
"Trust me, I've been waiting on you longer, cowboy." She said. He smiled at her and moved his head towards her. "So you're sure?" he said bringing his head back a little.
"Spike I swear to God. If you don't stop being such a Lunkhead." She never got to finish the statement, Spike had kissed her again. She melted against his chest, her knees giving out instantly.
His hands ran smoothly up her back, and his fingers slipped into the straps of the dress. He brought one down and lowered his head to kiss where it had been. Faye's hands worked slowly at the tie and buttons. She got the tie off and pulled it away, causing Spike to move away from her. He watched her, and the smile that played on her lips as she pulled the tie off. The buttons to his shirt were undone, and with a tug she pulled it out of his pants. She ran her fingers over his undershirt and slid the shirt off of him. It too lay forgotten with the jacket and tie. She looked into his eyes as she started to slowly lift his undershirt up. His eyes had melted the color of warm chocolate, and his breath was coming in hot on her face. She put her fingers under the shirt and let her flesh touch his, he took a breath at the feel. She slid her hands up his bare chest feeling the muscles tense and relax. The smile on her lips was the most wonderful thing Spike had ever seen. She slid her hands up further and took the shirt with her hands. Spike lifted his arms and let her take it over his head. She threw it on the floor and kept her hands on his bare chest. The smile had faded, now a look of pure passion filled her eyes. She half expected Jet to come yelling or Ed to pound on the door, but there was no interruptions this time. Just her and Spike.
Spike put his hands again to her shoulder and slowly pushed the thin straps down her arms. A caress of his calloused finger tips on her silky skin. With his fingers went her dress. Spike lowered with the dress a fluid graceful movement. He took the dress down her body his hands rubbing on her sides, her legs, her breath caught and she let her head lull backwards. Spike's hands rested on her hips he looked up at her from his crouching position on the floor. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She felt the lingering touch and looked down at him. He stared in her eyes for a moment and then stood back up, looking deeply into her eyes. It was at this moment that she realized she wasn't as experienced as he probably was. He put a hand to her face, and smiled at her, and shook his head.
"No doubts, Faye." He said leaning in for a kiss. "I won't hurt you." He kissed her lips and they both felt the tingle as their almost naked bodies touched.
The lace of Faye's bra sent shivers through Spike's body. Faye's hands worked their way down his chest and went to his pants. She tugged at the button a little and Spike's hands went down to meet hers. He smiled against her lips and helped her unbutton his pants. Spike kicked off his shoes and socks and Faye let the pants slide to the floor. Her hands were on his sides, burning holes into him. Spike put his hands around her back and felt her gasp as he undid the clasp to her bra. The cloth fell to the floor with the rest of the discarded clothing. Faye looked into his eyes as he stared at her body as if it held all the answers to every question that had ever been uttered. She felt a slight blush rise to her face and she dropped her gaze a little.
"God, you're beautiful." Spike said as he ran a finger over her naked collar bone. She shivered slightly and looked up at him. Her eyes were shining with tears unshed.
"Ditto," she said with a smile. "And thank you." She let a tear slide down her cheek. He caught it and smiled down at her.
"Thank you," he said in barely a whisper as he brought his face to hers again. He smiled and brought her in for another kiss. Their naked flesh met and heat ran through out their bodies. Faye's nipples played along his skin, his hands flowed over her body until one reached those torturous things. He cupped her breast and his fingers did magic on her body. She arched her back in a moan, and her lips went from his. Spike lifted her up and cradled her in his arms, kissing her again. He carried her to the bed, her arms tight around his neck, the kiss deepening with every step. He lay her on the bed, and looked down at her, a vision in the beautiful dim yellow light. Yellow was definitely her color. But the Devil in the blue dress made tonight possible. The world was lost to the swirl of emotions that played over their naked flesh. The night lasted forever, Spike caressing every part of Faye, and Faye tenderly touching every part of him. Their bodies moved together as if they had never been apart.
Well, okay folks. That's what I'm sure a lot of you were waiting for. I've never really written a love scene before. So please forgive. Anyhoo, I'm gonna keep going if you want me to. Read and Review. And please read my new Fic Guarded. Its another S/F. A different story though. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, cause I don't have a clue what the next one will be. Enjoy
Spike walked through the streets of what a long time ago had been Los Angeles. His blue suit jacket was thrown casually over one shoulder, his other hand in his pocket. He looked from one restaurant to the other and one shop to another. A silly grin was plastered on his face for no reason. It was a nice day, and for the first time in a long time he was actually glad he was there to enjoy it. The group had decided to take a vacation for a while. They had been steadily brining in bounties for weeks after the Three Strikes Gang, and had each saved up quite a bit of money. Without a casino in the future, Faye had even learned to save her money and started putting it towards supplies. Jet had decided that the vacation should be on Earth, much to Faye's dismay. Ed had been the only other person happy about it. Faye had yelled and ranted about it for the two weeks it had taken them to get there.
It had been two weeks since Spike had given Faye the dress and he still hadn't seen her in it. Something he was planning on remedying while they were on vacation. He had asked her to put it on every now and then, but she declined. Her resistance always faltered a little when he would whisper the request against her hair or her skin. The shiver that ran up her body always made Spike smile a little wider. He had been completely serious before, he planned on moving on. And he was choosing Faye to HELP him.
Spike smiled as he passed a flower shop. Flowers always helped.
Ed ran into the lobby of the hotel they were staying at flying as if she were an airplane. Faye huffed as she pushed her way through the doors, carrying a couple bags on her arms.
"Ed, come back here and help me," Faye yelled at the retreating form of the girl. Ed turned on a heel and ran back at Faye. Faye closed her eyes and awaited the crash, but it didn't come. Faye opened one eye at a time, seeing the cocked head of Ed staring at her.
"What is Faye-Faye doing?" Ed asked. Faye blew a strand of hair from her face.
"Nothing. Here, take the bags up to your room and we'll give Spike and Jet a fashion show." Faye said with a smile.
"Fa-shhhhhhhhhhh-ion SHOW!!!!!!" Ed continued to yell as she gabbed the bags and made a dash for the elevator. Faye had spent the whole day shopping with Ed, buying her new clothes. Ed had reached the age of young adulthood before any of them had been ready. Faye took her out and bought her some clothes that would HELP with the transition. Faye walked over to the elevators and smiled. The look on Jet's face when Faye told her what she was going out with Ed to do was priceless. It was that look of a father just realizing his little girl was growing up. Faye laughed as she walked into the elevator.
Faye popped her head into Jet's open door. They had all got their own rooms, with their own money. Privacy was grand, but with Ed around it didn't exist. Jet was sitting on his bed looking at Ed who had put on a pair of jeans and a new t-shirt. The kid looked almost normal. Jet was smiling that proud papa smile.
"Hey, what do you think?" Faye said as she stepped in a leaned on the door frame.
"Pretty good, Faye. She looks like a normal kid." Jet said looking up at her and smiling. "Did you have fun?"
"It wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be." Faye said pushing off and heading for her own room. She heard Jet snort out a laugh as she went. Her smile only increased. She walked a few rooms down and opened her door, stealing a quick glance at the door across the hall. Spike.
Spike had been a trip lately. He was hell bent on getting Faye to agree to a date with him. It was really kind of funny, the way he would ask. The fun stopped when he would start to touch her skin and breath the requests into her neck. At that time she found it hard to say no. And why was she saying no? She wanted to make him sweat. Plain and simple. He had made her sweat plenty before, damn sexy smirk and eyes of his. Nope. This time it was her turn to make him sweat. Plus she was making sure it wasn't just some whim of his. Giving him time to reconsider. But it had been going on for about two weeks now, and he was getting more persistent. He had even asked Jet for help. To which Jet had laughed and laughed. Spike was persistent, and it was getting harder for Faye to decline. Faye smiled a little more as she walked over to her dresser to put her keys down.
"What's got you so happy?" Spike's voice rolled out into the room. Faye turned and saw him standing in the doorway his hands behind his back a large grin on his face. It never failed think of the man long enough and poof, he appears.
"I took Ed out shopping," Faye said taking a step towards him, her knee brushing the bed. Spike raised an eyebrow, his head cocking to the side a little. "It was actually fun. Nice to do something other than bounty hunting."
"I know something else that's better than bounty hunting. It involves you and me, and a restaurant." Spike said taking a step into the room. He kept his hands behind his back.
"Are we back to this again?" Faye said turning around removing the jacket tied around her waist, and the gun that it hid. She was wearing a pair of nice fitting blue jeans and a yellow strapless halter top. She turned and met his large smirk, she narrowed her eyes. "What's behind your back?"
"Surprise," Spike said bringing about a half dozen yellow roses. He couldn't bring himself to buy red. He was moving on, starting something new. Faye's eyes lit up, and Spike's smile increased as he took steps towards her. She reached out for them.
"Yellow roses, those are rare." Faye said. "Especially now."
"Yellow is your color, looks good on you," Spike said bringing the roses back towards his body. Faye's eyes narrowed. He put a finger to her bare shoulder and moved it across and down her arm. "Very good."
"Cut it out," Faye said slapping his hand. She crossed her arms over her chest.
"Come on, Faye." Spike said. "I bought you roses. The least you could do is try on the dress for me."
"The dress isn't yellow." Faye said with a smile.
"Do you want me to go buy a yellow one?" Spike asked completely serious.
"No. I like the one you bought." Faye said.
"Then wear it for me," Spike said bringing the roses in front of his face. "We're here on vacation, so take one. Come out with me tonight. Dinner and dancing."
"Jesus, Faye. Just say yes, so we can all get some peace." Jet's voice came from the doorway. Faye and Spike looked back. Spike had a wide grin on his face, the yellow roses still under his chin. Faye was sending Jet daggers. Ed was standing beside Jet in white sundress with red polka dots on it.
"You look nice, Ed." Spike said.
"Ed will go out to dinner with Spike-person." Ed said taking a few steps forward. "Faye-Faye bought Ed a new DREEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!"
"See Faye, you had better take the offer soon or else Ed's going to take it from you." Spike said turning back to face Faye who had a silly grin on her face.
"Go ahead Ed, I don't mind." Faye said with a giggle. "Hope you two have fun." Spike's face fell as he looked to Ed and Jet.
"Actually I'm taking Ed out tonight," Jet spoke up. "Sorry Spike, guess you're stuck with Faye."
"Sorry, Spike-person." Ed said zooming out of the room.
"You two have fun," Spike said to Jet.
"OH yeah," Jet said the sarcasm dripping from each word. "You too." This was said with a slight chuckle. He still had a hard time seeing Spike and Faye together, but it was hilarious when they would argue for hours and then Spike would ask her out. Faye always left in a huff, yet smiling.
"We will," Spike said.
"I haven't agreed to go out with you!!" Faye yelled as Jet closed the door behind him. She was staring daggers at Spike. "What is it with you?"
"I'm a man on a mission, Faye." Spike said with a grin. "You are that mission."
"What if you fail?" Faye said taking a step towards him.
"I don't fail." Spike said flatly, the voice was scary. Faye took her step back and stared at him.
"Please, you remember that time when we were chasing that one guy on Mars and you fell in the horse shit. I'd say you definitely failed then." Faye said crossing her arms over her chest.
"That was all your fault. If you hadn't shot off your gun and run screaming through the chicken coop it never would have happened." Spike snapped back as he lowered his arms. His face had lost the happy luster.
"The damn chickens were trying to bite me!" Faye yelled back.
"You were just itchy on the trigger and screwed up. Don't blame the chickens." Spike yelled.
"Itchy on the trigger!!! Who's the one who shot the horse." Faye slammed back her arms falling to her side, her hands in fists.
"The horse could have killed me. It was self defense." Spike said his hands joining hers in fists. He was crushing the stems of the roses.
"Please. You screwed up." Faye said. "If you hadn't shot the horse we could have still caught the guy. Instead we ended up covered in shit."
"No big change for you." Spike shot back.
"Oh look who's talking." Faye yelled, they had argued their way to a close distance. Faye was three inches from Spike's face.
"Will you go out with me tonight or what?!" Spike yelled his voice remaining in fight mode.
"Yes!!!" Faye yelled. Her eyes went wide, and she stared at him. His grin was huge. She started to open her mouth to take it back, but Spike brought a finger to her lips.
"Uh, no take backs." He said. He bent down and kissed over top of his finger. "I'll meet you in the lobby in two hours." Spike put the flowers down on her dresser and walked to the door, opening it and looking back at the still flustered Faye.
"I'm not promising a nice night, Spike." Faye yelled at him regaining her anger.
"I'll promise it," Spike said as he started out the door. "Wear the dress, Faye." And then he left the room, closing the door behind him.
"Damn, Lunkhead!!!" she yelled at the closed door. She went over to the dresser and picked up the flowers, a smile forming on her lips. He always seemed to be the one in control, and even when she had tried to gain it, he took it away. Well, she wasn't going to let that happen. NO. Not Faye Valentine. This was going to be a night he never forgot.
Two hours later Spike sat on the couch in the lobby, every two seconds or so he would glance over at the elevators. Faye should be down any minute. He smiled as he straightened his tie for the twelfth time. He had decided to wear a newer blue suit, darker blue than the other one. A crisp white shirt and a blue silk tie. He liked blue. Tonight was going to be a night to remember. Just then he heard the door to the elevator open. He stood at the sight of Faye coming off of it. His mouth hung open a little his eyes taking her in.
A simple blue dress that was what he bought. But when it came to Faye nothing was simple. She had her hair pulled on top of her head, small stands framing her face. Small sparkles on the side of her head showed that diamonds were laced in her hair holding it in place. Her face was beautifully shimmering with just the right amount of make-up. Not too much, not too little. Enough to make Spike's mouth hang a little. The dress fit perfectly. The two thin straps led into the v-cut of the dress. It didn't go down too low, but Faye's assets made it hang perfectly alluring around her. The dress went to mid-thigh a little longer on the one side than the other. Her legs were perfectly smooth and milky white, perched atop strapped blue heels. Faye smiled over at him, letting the transparent shawl slip from her shoulders. She did a turn and Spike's eyes got a little wider. The back was non-existent leaving her bare down very low. Strange he didn't notice that when he bought it. Faye smiled at Spike and made her way over to him. His mouth was still a little droopy. He couldn't move, he was frozen and she was getting closer.
Faye stepped into him and put her mouth close to his. She smiled playfully and brought her finger under his chin, closing his mouth. She moved in a little closer.
"You ready, cowboy?" Faye asked breathing every word on his lips. Spike swallowed and composed himself. He nodded, not able to form words at that moment. Faye laughed and started towards the door. Spike mobilized as soon as he heard the laugh.
"Well, looks like the dress fits." Spike said moving up behind her and grabbing the door.
"Yeah?" Faye said looking down at her. "You like it?" She looked back up to his eyes, a smile on her lips.
"Definitely," Spike said pushing the door open. "Tonight should be pretty interesting."
"That's what I was thinking." Faye said stepping out into the spring like evening.
They walked down the streets, no need for a car on such a beautiful night. Neither of them said anything. Spike walked with his hands in his pockets, stealing quick glances at Faye every now and then. Faye walked looking around her, her eyes a little sad. Spike noticed the sadness and finally broke the silence.
"Its not that bad is it?" Spike said. Faye looked as though she was shaken from a trance. She looked over at Spike
"What?" Faye asked.
"Going out with me. Its really not going to be that bad. I'm a perfect gentleman." Spike said with a smile. Faye snorted out a laugh and rolled her eyes.
"Its not the company," Faye said catching his eye and then looking back to the moonlit sky. "It's the place."
"We haven't even got there yet." Spike said a little annoyed.
"Lunkhead," Faye yelled. "Not the restaurant. Earth." She said moving a hand in an upward movement.
"You really hate Earth don't you?" Spike asked looking at her.
"It's not my favorite place." Faye said looking at him.
"You're from Earth. Why do you hate it?" Spike moved himself a little closer to her.
"I don't know, maybe because all the memories I have of it are in bits and pieces. I got them back, but there is no one here to tell me what they mean." Faye looked down at the ground.
"Maybe its time to make some new memories," Spike said as he put his arm around her shoulder. Faye pushed away from him and hit him playfully in the stomach. "Cut it out," Faye said crossing her arms over her chest. Spike smiled wider and moved so his body was as close as it could get to Faye's.
They made it to the restaurant and sat down at a small candle lit table near the back. It was a beautiful restaurant, with candles at every table, a large dance floor in the center, and a piano not far away. Spike held Faye's chair and got hit in the stomach again.
"You going to hit me every time I do something that is a little date-like?" Spike asked taking his seat.
"Depends on what it is," Faye said with a sly grin. Spike raised an eyebrow at her. She put her hand to her chin and bit on her finger as it lay on her lip. He laughed.
"Sir, what will you be drinking this evening?" The waiter asked. Spike looked up at him and then over to Faye. Faye smiled and gave a hand signal for him to go ahead.
"Wine?" Spike said over to Faye, she didn't move.
"Red or White?" The waiter asked. Spike kept eye contact with Faye, she was still smiling at him. Her green eyes brought out the blue of her dress. The colors surrounding her made her look exotic and beautiful.
"Red," Spike said with a smile at Faye. Faye nodded her head ever so slightly. The waiter left and brought back the wine and took their orders.
They sat and ate for a while, chit chatting about small things. Mainly Ed, Jet and the bounties they had caught. Faye was telling Spike how much Ed had grown up, and how much she enjoyed being close to her.
"You enjoy being close to Ed?" Spike asked placing his napkin on the plate, showing he was finished. Faye did the same.
"Yeah, she's like a little sister or something," Faye said looking at the dance floor. "I haven't been close to people for a long time, Spike. Its nice."
"Oh yeah?" He said raising an eyebrow. "That include me?"
"Lunkhead, of course it includes you." Faye said with a bit of an annoyed grimace to her date. Her date....wow. She shook her head.
"Just checking," Spike said. "You can't ever tell with women."
"Stop generalizing about women, Spike. It'll hurt your chances with them." Faye said with a grin at him. He smiled at her.
"Faye, tell me about yourself." Spike said, putting a hand to his chin and leaning in. "What?" Faye said with a raised eye brow. "Do you realize how corny that sounds?"
"I'm trying to see past the corny of the statement. I realized that I've known you for almost two years now, and I really don't know that much about you. You know enough about me." Spike said leaning in a little. "Tell me about you."
"What do you want to know?" Faye said looking at him through her lashes.
"Anything." Spike said with a smile.
"My family is from Earth, Brazil to be exact." Faye said looking up as if she was trying to read something. "I'm not sure where that is though. I lived there with them." she stopped and looked over at him, her eyes wide.
"What?" Spike asked taking his hand from his chin.
"It hard to put it together. No one has ever asked before," Faye said. "I'm sorry." She put her eyes to the table.
Spike mentally kicked himself, and looked away. He spotted dancers on the floor. "Tell me one more thing." He said as he looked back to the table. "Did you learn to dance when you were younger?"
"I must have," Faye said her eyes dancing with happiness. Spike reached a hand across the table to her.
"Let's see." He said. Faye put her hand in his and left her shawl on the back of the chair. He helped her to her feet and led her to the dance floor. For one awkward second they smiled at each other and tried to figure out what to do next. Faye took the initiative and placed her hand in his and put his other hand around her waist. Spike smiled at her as she slid her other hand and arm around his shoulder. They started to move as if willed by something else. Spike's hand was rubbing in slow circles at her back, and he pushed her lightly toward himself. Their bodies touched and they each caught their breath for a second. Spike looked down at Faye's pools of green and her beautiful pink lips and found himself wanting more than a dance. Faye smiled at him, as if reading his thoughts and slapped him playfully on the chest. He laughed and brought her closer her chest up against his. Her head was resting on his shoulder, her mouth sending a tingle of passion down Spike's spine. He put his chin on the top of her head and let the music lead them around. His hand began to move from circular motions to a kneading of her bare flesh. His mouth was getting dry, but he wouldn't move that hand for anything. Faye's mind was at ease but her body was a solid tingle, running from the top of her head where his was, to the bottom of her toes. Her mind lingered on her bare back where his calloused fingers where lightly kneading her flesh. She sighed and remembered the day back on the Bebop when his hands had been in a similar position. She wanted so much for that to happen again, to just let go and let him take her away. She snuggled her head to his shoulder a little more and smiled against him. He smelt wonderful, like cigarettes and something else, more husky. Must be his cologne. She smiled again. Spike smiled as she snuggled closer to him, and longed to feel her do that to his bare flesh. He put his mouth to her head and could smell her shampoo. That wonderful fruit blend meshed with cigarettes. It was like a toxin. He smiled against her head. The music ended, and all the dancers clapped. Spike and Faye stepped away from one another. Spike's hand still placed firmly on Faye's back. Faye had a smile that promised wonders in it. Spike smiled at her smile and moved his hand slowly up her back. Faye smiled again, and playfully hit him in the stomach. A little harder this time, Spike backed off and grabbed his stomach.
"Jesus, Faye." He said a little annoyed. He looked back up at her and found her smiling widely at him. "What?"
"I was just thinking maybe we should leave." Faye said walking back to the table. Spike raised an eyebrow but followed, a grin forming on his face.
"I was thinking a nice walk down by the beach," Spike said. Faye looked up at him and smiled. He paid the bill and they left.
They were walking down a boardwalk over looking the ocean. Faye by the rail and Spike beside her. She had her arms crossed over her holding her shawl tight. Spike smiled and took off his suit jacket. He placed it over her shoulders and squeezed a little before he went back to standing beside her. She looked over at him a little confused at first, but then smiled at the smirk on his face.
"Thanks," She said. She turned her attention back to the ocean.
"I'm surprised you didn't hit me again," Spike said putting his hands in his pockets. Faye laughed from beside him and he smiled. "For someone who doesn't like Earth, you sure stare at it a lot."
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Faye said not looking away from the ocean. Spike stared at the woman next to him and smiled.
"I've never seen anything that rivaled it," Spike said. Faye turned to find him staring at her. "In any way." He put a hand to her face a pushed a strand of hair out of her face. She placed her hand on his and pushed in down, holding it still against her side. His fingers spread on her side, and his eyes went wide. She looked up at him and again flashed that smile, Spike wanted to eat her mouth. He bent closer and she moved back a little, smacking him in the chest.
"Damnitt, Faye!" he yelled. "What is it with you?" He was yelling and flinging his arms. He felt her touch his arms and lower them. She moved closer and put her lips softly to his, he opened his eyes for a second in surprise. But he soon melted under the soft, gentle movement of her lips. He closed his eyes and kissed her back, his hands still held by hers. She broke the kiss and smiled, Spike opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow at her.
"You always kiss me first," Faye said in a whisper. "I wanted it this time."
"Must be the dress," Spike said smiling at her. "You never did anything like you've done tonight. Brings out the devil in you."
"Complaining?" Faye asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hell no." Spike said with a laugh, "Just pointing it out." Suddenly a loud screech and splash took their attention to the ocean. In the water was a figure running around splashing and yelling. Another figure was chasing the smaller one, a dog biting at his ankles. The bigger figure then fell into the water. The laughter was all to familiar.
"If we leave now we can beat them back," Faye said with a smile. Spike smiled back at her, and offered his arm to her.
"My dear," he said with a smile. "Am I going to get hit again when I go in for the good night kiss?"
"We'll see." Faye said smiling as the two made their way back to the hotel. Leaving Jet, Ed, and Ein to play in the ocean. They would be out their for hours until Ed got to tired to run away from Jet.
Spike had unlocked his room and opened the door, Faye was putting the key into her door. He walked back across the hall and stood behind her. She stopped fiddling with the key and turned to face him. He smiled down at her, she was still wearing his coat. They stood that way for five minutes, staring into one another's eyes. Spike put a hand out and cupped her cheek. Faye rubbed her cheek against his hand, they didn't break eye contact. Spike moved his head down and was about to kiss her.
"Why is this so hard now?" Spike asked his eyes slits, a smile and a little bit of amusement on his voice.
"Maybe because of the date." Faye said. She started to close the distance. "Oh I give up," She said pulling back a little, not enough to fully separate. Spike's hand moved on her cheek, his thumb rubbing a little.
"Maybe its because we both want it now," Spike said opening his eyes and looking at her.
"Maybe," Faye said with a bit of a smile at him. He smiled back and slid his fingers under her chin lifting her face to his.
"Here goes," Spike said with one last smile. Faye returned it and then his lips where on hers. A soft gentle kiss, just a bare brush of lips. He kissed her over and over like that, until finally she smacked him on the shoulder. He smiled against her lips and brought her in for a deeper kiss. Passion rode through their bodies as their tongues met. Faye's knees melted and Spike's hands shot to the lapels of his suit jacket bringing her closer. They broke the kiss both a little out of breath. Spike still held Faye to him by his jacket. Faye's eyes wandered to Spike's open door, and Spike's eyes followed hers.
"Can I come in?" Faye asked, a little fear in her words.
"If you want to?" Spike said, he made it a question, his hands still balling the fabric of his suit jacket.
Faye moved his hands away and took them off her, a smile playing on her lips. She walked to his open door. Spike looked at her standing in the doorway, and watched her step into the dark room, and turn on the small light at the table. There was barely a light in the room, just a subtle yellow tint. Yellow was definitely her color. He stepped through the door and saw her standing at the window. He closed the door and she sighed, but didn't turn from the window. He walked slowly over to her standing in the very dim light. He put his hands on her shoulders and squeezed. He slid the coat off slowly and kissed her bare shoulders. Faye's breath caught and she tensed. Spike kissed her again, a flutter of lips on her bare skin. He moved up so his mouth was at her ear.
"Are you sure?" He asked in her ear, and then he kissed it. Faye turned in his arms her hands on his chest. The suit jacket forgotten on the floor. She stared into his eyes.
"Are you?" She said, it was the same question she asked before. Spike smiled at her and put a finger to her cheek.
"I asked first." He said with a smirk. She hit him on the chest. He smiled. "I've been ready for a while, Faye. I was waiting on you."
"Trust me, I've been waiting on you longer, cowboy." She said. He smiled at her and moved his head towards her. "So you're sure?" he said bringing his head back a little.
"Spike I swear to God. If you don't stop being such a Lunkhead." She never got to finish the statement, Spike had kissed her again. She melted against his chest, her knees giving out instantly.
His hands ran smoothly up her back, and his fingers slipped into the straps of the dress. He brought one down and lowered his head to kiss where it had been. Faye's hands worked slowly at the tie and buttons. She got the tie off and pulled it away, causing Spike to move away from her. He watched her, and the smile that played on her lips as she pulled the tie off. The buttons to his shirt were undone, and with a tug she pulled it out of his pants. She ran her fingers over his undershirt and slid the shirt off of him. It too lay forgotten with the jacket and tie. She looked into his eyes as she started to slowly lift his undershirt up. His eyes had melted the color of warm chocolate, and his breath was coming in hot on her face. She put her fingers under the shirt and let her flesh touch his, he took a breath at the feel. She slid her hands up his bare chest feeling the muscles tense and relax. The smile on her lips was the most wonderful thing Spike had ever seen. She slid her hands up further and took the shirt with her hands. Spike lifted his arms and let her take it over his head. She threw it on the floor and kept her hands on his bare chest. The smile had faded, now a look of pure passion filled her eyes. She half expected Jet to come yelling or Ed to pound on the door, but there was no interruptions this time. Just her and Spike.
Spike put his hands again to her shoulder and slowly pushed the thin straps down her arms. A caress of his calloused finger tips on her silky skin. With his fingers went her dress. Spike lowered with the dress a fluid graceful movement. He took the dress down her body his hands rubbing on her sides, her legs, her breath caught and she let her head lull backwards. Spike's hands rested on her hips he looked up at her from his crouching position on the floor. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She felt the lingering touch and looked down at him. He stared in her eyes for a moment and then stood back up, looking deeply into her eyes. It was at this moment that she realized she wasn't as experienced as he probably was. He put a hand to her face, and smiled at her, and shook his head.
"No doubts, Faye." He said leaning in for a kiss. "I won't hurt you." He kissed her lips and they both felt the tingle as their almost naked bodies touched.
The lace of Faye's bra sent shivers through Spike's body. Faye's hands worked their way down his chest and went to his pants. She tugged at the button a little and Spike's hands went down to meet hers. He smiled against her lips and helped her unbutton his pants. Spike kicked off his shoes and socks and Faye let the pants slide to the floor. Her hands were on his sides, burning holes into him. Spike put his hands around her back and felt her gasp as he undid the clasp to her bra. The cloth fell to the floor with the rest of the discarded clothing. Faye looked into his eyes as he stared at her body as if it held all the answers to every question that had ever been uttered. She felt a slight blush rise to her face and she dropped her gaze a little.
"God, you're beautiful." Spike said as he ran a finger over her naked collar bone. She shivered slightly and looked up at him. Her eyes were shining with tears unshed.
"Ditto," she said with a smile. "And thank you." She let a tear slide down her cheek. He caught it and smiled down at her.
"Thank you," he said in barely a whisper as he brought his face to hers again. He smiled and brought her in for another kiss. Their naked flesh met and heat ran through out their bodies. Faye's nipples played along his skin, his hands flowed over her body until one reached those torturous things. He cupped her breast and his fingers did magic on her body. She arched her back in a moan, and her lips went from his. Spike lifted her up and cradled her in his arms, kissing her again. He carried her to the bed, her arms tight around his neck, the kiss deepening with every step. He lay her on the bed, and looked down at her, a vision in the beautiful dim yellow light. Yellow was definitely her color. But the Devil in the blue dress made tonight possible. The world was lost to the swirl of emotions that played over their naked flesh. The night lasted forever, Spike caressing every part of Faye, and Faye tenderly touching every part of him. Their bodies moved together as if they had never been apart.
Well, okay folks. That's what I'm sure a lot of you were waiting for. I've never really written a love scene before. So please forgive. Anyhoo, I'm gonna keep going if you want me to. Read and Review. And please read my new Fic Guarded. Its another S/F. A different story though. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, cause I don't have a clue what the next one will be. Enjoy