Disclaimer: Me. Owner of nothing besides this storyline and a shity-ass
computer. Seriously.
[ A/N: I'm seriously debating whether or not to rate this story R... so if it does change over and you're lookng for it. Make sure you check the R rated section. Thanx!]
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The Best Deceptions: A Cowboy Bebop Fanfic
By: Katie S.
Rated: PG-13/ R ( sexual situations, language)
Category: Romance/ Drama
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Chapter 5: Thirsty Lips
Have you ever been so mixed up in your feelings, that even your heart doesn't know what to do? Your eyes are glazed over and your mind is shaken, and you try so hard to fix everything all at once. Inevitably, you find yourself deeper and deeper in the grave you dug, with no one there to lend a helping hand. Everything's so cold... so bleak. So, what are you to do? Trying doesn't help, but sitting there and letting yourself rot away isn't doing mush either. And the only thing that comes to your mind is anger and frustration, for the fact that you are defeated by something so raw and premissive. It all seems so uncomplicated and so complex all at the same time. And you begin to wonder... is it really your feelings that your mixed up in? Or the difference between love and lust...
Whatever it is... I know that's the feeling I have for Spike. It's not like I don't want to love Spike, but the timing is so off. If only we'd have met a few years ago, then everything would be perfect. Or would it? Maybe it was truly fate that brought us together, and the whole puzzle will eventually piece itself together...
So all I can do is wait... Which is something I'm not very good at...
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My heart still continued to race, my body trembling rigorously. My cheeks still felt warm, my skin fervid and fiery where his breath had caressed softly. He had tried to kiss me, I know of it. His closeness was risky and fatal, but soft and adoring all at the same time. I was addicted and there was no turning back, it was way too late for that. I couldn't even imagine what would have happened between us if I didn't stop him. But I almost regretted it... He was so close... close enough for anything to happen...
I tossed and turned, my body settling uncomfortably in every position possible. I had tried everything; lying on my stomach, resting against the wall, hell, I even tried moving onto the floor. Of course that didn't work, but at that point, nothing did. My mind was set on something else... No matter what I did, his face wouldn't erase itself from my mind. I even tried thinking of Vicious, but sadly, even that didn't work. He was stuck, and he wasn't moving. But I almost didn't want him to. I liked him lingering in my thoughts, because in my thoughts, everything would work out just right, with no complications. It was like some type of fairy tale I was planning out in my mind, even though I knew it was never possible. It would never work between Spike and I, it was too late for that...
I licked my lips feverishly. My mouth felt so dry and irritated, and I had a sudden craving for a glass of water. But I couldn't go in the kitchen, then I'd have to walk by... him. But that need for any type of liquid was burning deep inside my throat, I couldn't just ignore it, right? I shakily forced my body into a sitting position, my eyes fixing earnestly at the crack in my bedroom door. He was litterally just behind that door, and I could hear his breath exiting his lungs in a soft snore. I swallowed nervously, swinging my legs over the side of my bed, never letting my eyes leave that crack in the door. I could feel my body trembling, and I swore it was loud enough for him to hear, but I continued, nervously stumbling my way towards my bedroom door. My trembling hand finally met the doorknob, but as the cool metal collided with my skin, I froze. So many thoughts flooded into my mind. What if he was awake? What if he tries to... seduce me, again? What if...
Hell, no... I'm not the type to worry, and I wasn't gonna let myself start...
I determindly pressed the door open, a soft creak answering me in return. I shook my body out as another feeling of fear tried to enter my veins. There was nothing to fear. What was my problem anyways?
I slowly took the first step towards the living room, the hall night-light the only source guiding my way. I traced my hands along the wall of the hallway for direction, making sure my careless feet didn't make any unwanted noises. I finally reached the end of the hallway, my eyes gazing upon his restless form lying on the couch, his long lanky body hanging off the edge slightly. I blushed slightly, biting my lip nervously. He looked even better in the moon-light, his bare skin reflecting illuminately against the moons soft rays. He had that boyish look on his face that screamed of innocence, and that familiar urge to kiss him slowly crept up inside of me.
But that wasn't what I was there for... I wanted a glass of water. Maybe..
I slowly, carefully stepped past him, never keeping my eyes off of him. I didn't want to wake him, it was practically my biggest fear at the moment, even if aliens came and invaded my house I wouldn't of noticed. Swiftly slinking in the kitchen, a sigh of relief escaped my lips. I had sucessfully walked by him without waking him or having a nervous breakdown. I think I deserve some type of recoginition for that defeat....
I carefully slipped my hand in the cabinet and pulled out a glass, softly setting it on the counter. I swallowed nervously.. turning on the faucet would definitely make a noticeably pungent noise that even the catgirl I was couldn't prevent. But I was so thirsty, and I had already made it that far...
Forcing all my thoughts away, I slipped my hand on the handle of the faucet, carefully placing the glace underneath. I gritted my teeth nervously, pressing the handle up, letting the faucet flow in a slow drip. Of course, I could've just left it at that and just waited patiently for my glass to fill up, but noo, being the impatient person I was, I just had to throw the faucet up into full speed, splattering unnecessary water everywhere possible.
I cursed fiercely under my breath, wiping up as much of the water up as I could. I took one long gulp of my water, sighing happily as I made my way out of the kitchen. And for a second there... I had carelessly forgotten about Spike...
" You're up..." His voice was soft and barely audible, but it still scared the shit out of me, my whole heart practically jumping out of my chest as my glass of water fell to the ground with a shatter, glass scattering everywhere.
" Shit!" I cursed again, quickly scurrying into the kitchen and grabbing the nearst towel.
" Here, let me help you...." He bent over beside me, picking up extra pieces of glass.
As nervous as I already was, my body was obviously shaking in fear. I was using everything I had inside of me just to hold myself together... " That's okay. I've got it..." I wiped up as much as I could, threw my towel in the kitchen, and bolted... fast..
He grasped me by the arm tightly, shattering all my plans to escape him. " Faye..."
I gave him a pleading look, still pulling away from him slightly. " T- thank you for the help Spike..."
" Faye. Stop squirming..." Suprisingly, I obeyed him, my whole body frozen in a stationary position.
" Spike..." I shut my eyes tightly, forcing myself not to look at him.
" Listen. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean anything by it..." He let go off my arm, his eyes darting away from me.
" It's not your fault, the glass just slipped... that's all." I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I just didn't want to bring that up with him.
" That's not what I'm talking about, and you know it." He met his eyes with mine, narrowing them slightly.
" Oh..." It was all I could say, because, in fact, I did know what he meant.
" I just miss her..." He slowly made his way towards the couch, gazing out the window intently, letting his body collapse on the soft barrier below him.
I shot him a confused look. " Miss her?" I wanted to know. Who was he talking about?
" Julia..." He shut his eyes tightly, gripping the couch tightly as he whispered her name into the cold silence.
Julia... It was her. He had said her name when I was bandaging him... But who was she to him?
" Was she... your lover?" My heart wrenched. I couldn't bear to think of him with anyone else... and we weren't even together...
" She was more than that... she was my angel..." He kept his gaze out the window, his voice trembling.
I moved towards him and sat down next to him in attempt to catch his attention, but his eyes never left the incandescent sky. " W-what happened?" I was scared to ask. I didn't want to hurt him with my pondering. But I really did care, and I really did want to know...
" She died..." He paused, turning towards me with a glint of sorrow reflecting in his mismatched eyes." the day that you found me..."
My breath caught in my throat. That was why he wanted to die. That was why he had given up on life. I don't blame him...
" I-I kept thinking it was all a dream, and that I'd finally wake up one day.... But before I knew it, I was awake, but I was in a nightmare... it wasn't what I always thought it would be..." He finally opened his eyes, glancing at me, tears welling up. He truly loved this woman with all his heart... and it pained my heart to think so..
" Nothing is ever what it seems..." I reached out, entangling my fingers in his as an act of comfort. Obviously it didn't work, because his whole body tensed up, gripping my hand tightly to the point of pain.
He shot me an icy glare. " You have no idea what's its like! She was cheating on me with-" He choked, swallowing his last bit of words, his eyes widening in shock.
" What?" It seemed he was hiding something from me...
" Nothing, nevermind..." He shoved my hand away. He really was hiding something from me... but what?
" Spike, I want to know, I really do care- " I slipped my hand over my mouth, forcing the last bit of words away that I almost let slip. That was a close one...
" Will you just shut-up! You already have your whole life laid out in front of you!" His voice was raising to a dangerous level, but I wasn't gonna let myself get to the breaking point...
" Who said it was what I wanted!!" Okay, so I let myself hit the breaking point... who could blame me?
His eyes widened. " You're telling me you don't want to marry Vicious?" His voice returned back to a soft pleading whisper, his eyes softening slightly.
I sighed wrethchedly. I can't belive I had let that one slip out..." I-I... I don't know anymore..." There. I said it. You happy?
" Yeah, well, don't we all?" He sighed along with me, letting his body slouch over slightly.
" What do you mean?" I inched towards him, just even enough to look him in the eyes.
He sighed again. " I mean, this life. What is it?"
" I don't know anymore... I thought I did... but then I met you..." Oh, shit! Did I let that one slip too?
He shot me a suprised look. " What?"
I blushed nervously, letting out a slight titter. " N-nothing... nevermind..."
He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arm around my neck, and childishly giving me a noogie. " Faye, Faye... you can be so amusing sometimes..."
I angrily smoothed my hair back down. " What are you talking about?!" Suddendly noticing our closeness, my face burned into a deep crimson shade all the way up to the root of my hairs. I was wearing a silky, lacy night gown, and he wasn't even wearing a shirt, who could blame me for acting all school-girlish?
" Nothing..." He replied teasingly, continuing to drape his arm around my neck and over my shoulder, slightly brushing my smooth skin. My whole body was beginning to gain that familiar fiery feeling....
" Nothing?!" Okay, so he was making me a little angry. He could be such a teaser sometimes...
" See? You're doing it again..." He chuckled again, pulling me a little closer.
I forced him to look at me. " Doing what?!"
He was bursting with laughter, clutching his stomach just to hold it in. " You get so angry... it's so cute..."
My face litterally turned beet red at that comment, my heart beating faster and faster. " Cute?" I smirked sheepishly. This could get amusing... " I'm not cute Spike, I'm sexy and you know it." I poked his cheek teasingly, causing my body to lean in closer.
" Oh, my mistake... sorry about that..." He rolled his eyes slightly, smirking coyly.
I challenged him. " Are you saying I'm not sexy?"
" No, of course not..." He bit his lip, smirking sexily.
" So, you're saying I am sexy." I raised a brow at him. I had trapped him, and he knew it...
" N- well yes, but you're already taken... so...." His eyes darted away from me, and I swear I saw him blush....
" I'm taken... Hmm... never knew..." Leaned in towards him teasingly, forcing him to look at me.
He really was blushing....
He rolled his eyes at me, smirking slightly. " Get over here you slut..." He pulled me against his chest, my head resting under his chin. That fiery feeling surged through my whole body, shivering as he wrapped his arm around my thin waist.
But I wasn't done teasing. " Slut?"
He chuckled lightly, leaning against the back of the couch, inevitably taking me along with him. My cool cheek rested against his bare skin, and I trembled in return. He was doing it again, and this time.... I wasn't gonna stop him...
Don't say anymore. I know what you're thinking. And personally, I don't really care what you have to say, because if you were in my situation, you would definitely let the man have his way, fiance or not. Now, I know that's quite scandalous. But think about it. I'm talking about Spike Spiegal, holding me in a close embrace, his warm aura pressing against my cold, trembling body, letting all the sorrow diminsh before my eyes. And if you disagree? You obviously have no idea what his smooth skin feels like... it's absolutly hypnotizing with his warm breath pressing against that ticklish spot in your ear. Too bad you can't feel it for yourself....
I felt my eyes becoming heavier and heavier, my body slowly relaxing against his. Despite the akwardness of the whole situation, I really truly felt relaxed lying in his arms, like it all fit togther. And his touch was so tantalizing...
I guess I hadn't realized how tired I really was....
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It was so warm. So very warm and inviting... That familiar yet indistinct smell entered my nostrils, teasing my senses slightly. I snuggled closer to the warmth, in attmept to diminish the cold aura stinging the open skin on my back. My half-awake form had no idea what it was, but it sure did feel good, and I wanted more of it. I slowly fluttered my eyes open, determined to figure out the mysterious new sensation pressing my body into a warm enveloping embrace. It all seemed blurry at first, but after numerous amounts of blinking, my memory finally came back to me, smacking me straight across the face.
I gasped sharply, my eyes widening at the sight of him. He was pressing me into a tight embrace, his arms wrapped around me protectively. My body was lying comfortably on top of him, my chin rested on his bare chest. I could feel my cheeks gaining that familiar burning feeling...
I leaned in closer, letting my chin rest against his as I gazed upon his perfectly boyish face he always achieved when he slept. I softly traced a finger across his closed eye-lid, down his cheek, and across his lips, lingering my touches momentarily. I slowly reached down, tracing my fingers across the long scar on his left side and down towards his abdomen. I was getting quite risky, but I didn't care, how long would this moment last anyways? I leaned in even closer, letting my lips rest against the crook in his neck, inhaling his tantalizing scent. It was so amazing how innocent and sensual he was at the same time, and I couldn't even imagine what his ksis would be like...but I wanted to find out... fiance or not...
I bit my lip nervously, my cheeks burning into a deep crimson shade. I slowly leaned in towards is lips, his moist, warm breath teasing my yearning lips. I was really gonna do it. I was really gonna kiss him. I was gonna finally taste that sweet sensation I had always imagined. But there was something stopping me.....
" Are gonna do it or not?" His voice startled me and I jumped back, gasping sharply. His eyes remained shut, but there was a cocky smile pressed against his lips.
" What?" I froze, my voice the only working component in my body.
He opened his eyes, smirking sheepishly. " You know, you should have more confidence..." He was teasing me. That bastard was teasing me...
" What?" It seemed that was the only word I could get to come out of my mouth.
" Don't play dumb with me..." He paused, licking his lips teasingly. " You know... your touches are really addicting..."
I gasped, my eyes widening. He was REALLY teasing me, and it was finally beginning to piss me off...
" What's the matter Faye? Something stopping you?" He leaned in towards me, hanging his mouth open slightly, his warm breath pressing against my lips.
I froze, and even my voice broke away from me, scampering away cowardly. I didn't know what to do. I really was gonna kiss him before, but suddendly... I couldn't breathe... couldn't speak... couldn't move. I was trapped, and he knew it...
" I- " I finally let out a slight squeak, but nothing happened afterwards, I remained frozen, my eyes wide with shock.
" And I always thought you were a head-strong girl..." He licked his lips again, lightly brushing his warm tongue against my lips, but I still remained frozen, unaware of what to do.
He was right. I was never the type to act like that. I would've kissed him along time ago... but he was different... so... captivating, and I didn't know how to handle it. He wasn't like most men. There was this strange mystery behind his dark mismatched eyes that I couldn't quite figure out, and it drew me to him. But when I was near him, I didn't know how to act. I was so naive around him....
I think my mind had finally registered everything, because I blinked twice, cocking my head to the side. " You were awake?" Yeah, told you...
He chuckled lightly, but remained in the same position, his lips litterally inches away from mine. " Who couldn't wake up when you're caressing people like that..."
I swallowed nervously. Okay, so he WAS awake... oops?
I smirked sheepishly, finally gaining a bit of courage. " Yeah? Did you like it?" I was teetering on the fine between risky and shocking...
" Did you?" Wow, he was good at those comebacks...
" Depends..." I finally gave in, leaning in even closer, barely brushing my lips against his.
He raised a brow at me. " Depends? On what..." I could feel his hands roaming down my hips, burning through my silk night gown with each touch.
" Did you like it?" I pressed on teasingly again, raising a brow. He hadn't answered my first question...
" Maybe..." He nipped playfully at my lips, but slowly shrunk away afterwards. He was being quite the teaser...
" Maybe? You liked it... don't lie..." I rested my lips against his chin, lingering tauntingly.
Where was all this courage coming from? One second, I could barely breathe around him, and the next, I'm seducing him with dangerous words and risky moves. I'm telling you. It's all him. He's the one the blame...
" I won't lie... it felt pretty good..." His hands roamed along the bare skin on my back, sending shivers down my spine. I was practically screaming for more...
" Pretty good?" I pressed my fingers to his lips, and that damned ring caught my attention. But this time, guilt wasn't an issue... I was WAY to caught up in something else...
" Fine. VERY good..." He leaned in for the finale, but I wasn't gonna give it to him yet...
" Good boy..." I licked my lips teasingly, tracing my finger along his jawline.
He sighed lightly, smirking sheepishly. " Are you gonna kiss me or not?"
I smiled. I knew it was coming... " Are you?"
That was finally it. After long excruciating moments of teasing and seducing, he finally crushed his yearning lips against mine, nibbling and massaging with his skillful tongue. And let me tell you, it WAY more than I imagined. It was sweet and racy all at the same time, causing my whole body to melt into nothingness. My heart was racing, and every second that passed, I wished more and more that it would never end. Everything about it was so utterly addicting... And I wanted it over and over again. But that strange twinge of guilt was still stabbing my heart, despite the force I was using to push it away....
He finally stopped, looking into my eyes. I groaned protestingly, I wanted more of it...
" And I thought for sure you'd be the one who kissed me first..." He smirked coyly, running his hands across my back and along my shoulders teasingly.
" You just couldn't resist me..." I raised a brow at him tauntingly, smirking coyly.
" You were practically moaning for me... how couldn't I resist you?" He nipped playfully at my neck, his fervid breath boring into my skin tauntingly, sending shivers down my spine.
" That was the best- " I paused, my eyes widening with pain.
It had finally hit me... long after it was too late. I was cheating on my fiance... majorly. And I had almost told another man that his kiss was the best I had ever tasted. That twinge of guilt suddendly transformed into a painful throbbing ripping my heart into shreds. I really felt like a slut... Not only had I kissed the man, but I had slept in the same vacinity as him, a mere nightgown seperating our nakedness. But it was all just lust... right? Uh-oh....
" Faye?" He shot me a confused look.
" I- " There it was. That strange feeling where I can't even breathe, let alone speak...
" What's the matter?" He nipped at my neck again, but I pushed him away, my eyes widening slightly.
" I-I... I can't do this Spike..." I rolled off the couch, smacking the hardwood floor with a thud. The pain surged through my body, but I couldn't do anything but let my legs carry me as far away from him as I could get. I slammed my bedroom door behind me, quickly throwing my guilty body on my bed, letting the tears spring from my eyes.
I had really done it that time...
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Okay, so maybe I should rate this story R ....
Wow, extremely long chapter, but I bet you liked it....
* dead silence*
NOOO! * strangles everyone who hates my story*
I'm so proud of this story and all you do its stomp all over it! LMAO, just kiddin. But still, pwease review! I'll kill Spike if you don't! Not really....
[ A/N: I'm seriously debating whether or not to rate this story R... so if it does change over and you're lookng for it. Make sure you check the R rated section. Thanx!]
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The Best Deceptions: A Cowboy Bebop Fanfic
By: Katie S.
Rated: PG-13/ R ( sexual situations, language)
Category: Romance/ Drama
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Chapter 5: Thirsty Lips
Have you ever been so mixed up in your feelings, that even your heart doesn't know what to do? Your eyes are glazed over and your mind is shaken, and you try so hard to fix everything all at once. Inevitably, you find yourself deeper and deeper in the grave you dug, with no one there to lend a helping hand. Everything's so cold... so bleak. So, what are you to do? Trying doesn't help, but sitting there and letting yourself rot away isn't doing mush either. And the only thing that comes to your mind is anger and frustration, for the fact that you are defeated by something so raw and premissive. It all seems so uncomplicated and so complex all at the same time. And you begin to wonder... is it really your feelings that your mixed up in? Or the difference between love and lust...
Whatever it is... I know that's the feeling I have for Spike. It's not like I don't want to love Spike, but the timing is so off. If only we'd have met a few years ago, then everything would be perfect. Or would it? Maybe it was truly fate that brought us together, and the whole puzzle will eventually piece itself together...
So all I can do is wait... Which is something I'm not very good at...
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My heart still continued to race, my body trembling rigorously. My cheeks still felt warm, my skin fervid and fiery where his breath had caressed softly. He had tried to kiss me, I know of it. His closeness was risky and fatal, but soft and adoring all at the same time. I was addicted and there was no turning back, it was way too late for that. I couldn't even imagine what would have happened between us if I didn't stop him. But I almost regretted it... He was so close... close enough for anything to happen...
I tossed and turned, my body settling uncomfortably in every position possible. I had tried everything; lying on my stomach, resting against the wall, hell, I even tried moving onto the floor. Of course that didn't work, but at that point, nothing did. My mind was set on something else... No matter what I did, his face wouldn't erase itself from my mind. I even tried thinking of Vicious, but sadly, even that didn't work. He was stuck, and he wasn't moving. But I almost didn't want him to. I liked him lingering in my thoughts, because in my thoughts, everything would work out just right, with no complications. It was like some type of fairy tale I was planning out in my mind, even though I knew it was never possible. It would never work between Spike and I, it was too late for that...
I licked my lips feverishly. My mouth felt so dry and irritated, and I had a sudden craving for a glass of water. But I couldn't go in the kitchen, then I'd have to walk by... him. But that need for any type of liquid was burning deep inside my throat, I couldn't just ignore it, right? I shakily forced my body into a sitting position, my eyes fixing earnestly at the crack in my bedroom door. He was litterally just behind that door, and I could hear his breath exiting his lungs in a soft snore. I swallowed nervously, swinging my legs over the side of my bed, never letting my eyes leave that crack in the door. I could feel my body trembling, and I swore it was loud enough for him to hear, but I continued, nervously stumbling my way towards my bedroom door. My trembling hand finally met the doorknob, but as the cool metal collided with my skin, I froze. So many thoughts flooded into my mind. What if he was awake? What if he tries to... seduce me, again? What if...
Hell, no... I'm not the type to worry, and I wasn't gonna let myself start...
I determindly pressed the door open, a soft creak answering me in return. I shook my body out as another feeling of fear tried to enter my veins. There was nothing to fear. What was my problem anyways?
I slowly took the first step towards the living room, the hall night-light the only source guiding my way. I traced my hands along the wall of the hallway for direction, making sure my careless feet didn't make any unwanted noises. I finally reached the end of the hallway, my eyes gazing upon his restless form lying on the couch, his long lanky body hanging off the edge slightly. I blushed slightly, biting my lip nervously. He looked even better in the moon-light, his bare skin reflecting illuminately against the moons soft rays. He had that boyish look on his face that screamed of innocence, and that familiar urge to kiss him slowly crept up inside of me.
But that wasn't what I was there for... I wanted a glass of water. Maybe..
I slowly, carefully stepped past him, never keeping my eyes off of him. I didn't want to wake him, it was practically my biggest fear at the moment, even if aliens came and invaded my house I wouldn't of noticed. Swiftly slinking in the kitchen, a sigh of relief escaped my lips. I had sucessfully walked by him without waking him or having a nervous breakdown. I think I deserve some type of recoginition for that defeat....
I carefully slipped my hand in the cabinet and pulled out a glass, softly setting it on the counter. I swallowed nervously.. turning on the faucet would definitely make a noticeably pungent noise that even the catgirl I was couldn't prevent. But I was so thirsty, and I had already made it that far...
Forcing all my thoughts away, I slipped my hand on the handle of the faucet, carefully placing the glace underneath. I gritted my teeth nervously, pressing the handle up, letting the faucet flow in a slow drip. Of course, I could've just left it at that and just waited patiently for my glass to fill up, but noo, being the impatient person I was, I just had to throw the faucet up into full speed, splattering unnecessary water everywhere possible.
I cursed fiercely under my breath, wiping up as much of the water up as I could. I took one long gulp of my water, sighing happily as I made my way out of the kitchen. And for a second there... I had carelessly forgotten about Spike...
" You're up..." His voice was soft and barely audible, but it still scared the shit out of me, my whole heart practically jumping out of my chest as my glass of water fell to the ground with a shatter, glass scattering everywhere.
" Shit!" I cursed again, quickly scurrying into the kitchen and grabbing the nearst towel.
" Here, let me help you...." He bent over beside me, picking up extra pieces of glass.
As nervous as I already was, my body was obviously shaking in fear. I was using everything I had inside of me just to hold myself together... " That's okay. I've got it..." I wiped up as much as I could, threw my towel in the kitchen, and bolted... fast..
He grasped me by the arm tightly, shattering all my plans to escape him. " Faye..."
I gave him a pleading look, still pulling away from him slightly. " T- thank you for the help Spike..."
" Faye. Stop squirming..." Suprisingly, I obeyed him, my whole body frozen in a stationary position.
" Spike..." I shut my eyes tightly, forcing myself not to look at him.
" Listen. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean anything by it..." He let go off my arm, his eyes darting away from me.
" It's not your fault, the glass just slipped... that's all." I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I just didn't want to bring that up with him.
" That's not what I'm talking about, and you know it." He met his eyes with mine, narrowing them slightly.
" Oh..." It was all I could say, because, in fact, I did know what he meant.
" I just miss her..." He slowly made his way towards the couch, gazing out the window intently, letting his body collapse on the soft barrier below him.
I shot him a confused look. " Miss her?" I wanted to know. Who was he talking about?
" Julia..." He shut his eyes tightly, gripping the couch tightly as he whispered her name into the cold silence.
Julia... It was her. He had said her name when I was bandaging him... But who was she to him?
" Was she... your lover?" My heart wrenched. I couldn't bear to think of him with anyone else... and we weren't even together...
" She was more than that... she was my angel..." He kept his gaze out the window, his voice trembling.
I moved towards him and sat down next to him in attempt to catch his attention, but his eyes never left the incandescent sky. " W-what happened?" I was scared to ask. I didn't want to hurt him with my pondering. But I really did care, and I really did want to know...
" She died..." He paused, turning towards me with a glint of sorrow reflecting in his mismatched eyes." the day that you found me..."
My breath caught in my throat. That was why he wanted to die. That was why he had given up on life. I don't blame him...
" I-I kept thinking it was all a dream, and that I'd finally wake up one day.... But before I knew it, I was awake, but I was in a nightmare... it wasn't what I always thought it would be..." He finally opened his eyes, glancing at me, tears welling up. He truly loved this woman with all his heart... and it pained my heart to think so..
" Nothing is ever what it seems..." I reached out, entangling my fingers in his as an act of comfort. Obviously it didn't work, because his whole body tensed up, gripping my hand tightly to the point of pain.
He shot me an icy glare. " You have no idea what's its like! She was cheating on me with-" He choked, swallowing his last bit of words, his eyes widening in shock.
" What?" It seemed he was hiding something from me...
" Nothing, nevermind..." He shoved my hand away. He really was hiding something from me... but what?
" Spike, I want to know, I really do care- " I slipped my hand over my mouth, forcing the last bit of words away that I almost let slip. That was a close one...
" Will you just shut-up! You already have your whole life laid out in front of you!" His voice was raising to a dangerous level, but I wasn't gonna let myself get to the breaking point...
" Who said it was what I wanted!!" Okay, so I let myself hit the breaking point... who could blame me?
His eyes widened. " You're telling me you don't want to marry Vicious?" His voice returned back to a soft pleading whisper, his eyes softening slightly.
I sighed wrethchedly. I can't belive I had let that one slip out..." I-I... I don't know anymore..." There. I said it. You happy?
" Yeah, well, don't we all?" He sighed along with me, letting his body slouch over slightly.
" What do you mean?" I inched towards him, just even enough to look him in the eyes.
He sighed again. " I mean, this life. What is it?"
" I don't know anymore... I thought I did... but then I met you..." Oh, shit! Did I let that one slip too?
He shot me a suprised look. " What?"
I blushed nervously, letting out a slight titter. " N-nothing... nevermind..."
He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arm around my neck, and childishly giving me a noogie. " Faye, Faye... you can be so amusing sometimes..."
I angrily smoothed my hair back down. " What are you talking about?!" Suddendly noticing our closeness, my face burned into a deep crimson shade all the way up to the root of my hairs. I was wearing a silky, lacy night gown, and he wasn't even wearing a shirt, who could blame me for acting all school-girlish?
" Nothing..." He replied teasingly, continuing to drape his arm around my neck and over my shoulder, slightly brushing my smooth skin. My whole body was beginning to gain that familiar fiery feeling....
" Nothing?!" Okay, so he was making me a little angry. He could be such a teaser sometimes...
" See? You're doing it again..." He chuckled again, pulling me a little closer.
I forced him to look at me. " Doing what?!"
He was bursting with laughter, clutching his stomach just to hold it in. " You get so angry... it's so cute..."
My face litterally turned beet red at that comment, my heart beating faster and faster. " Cute?" I smirked sheepishly. This could get amusing... " I'm not cute Spike, I'm sexy and you know it." I poked his cheek teasingly, causing my body to lean in closer.
" Oh, my mistake... sorry about that..." He rolled his eyes slightly, smirking coyly.
I challenged him. " Are you saying I'm not sexy?"
" No, of course not..." He bit his lip, smirking sexily.
" So, you're saying I am sexy." I raised a brow at him. I had trapped him, and he knew it...
" N- well yes, but you're already taken... so...." His eyes darted away from me, and I swear I saw him blush....
" I'm taken... Hmm... never knew..." Leaned in towards him teasingly, forcing him to look at me.
He really was blushing....
He rolled his eyes at me, smirking slightly. " Get over here you slut..." He pulled me against his chest, my head resting under his chin. That fiery feeling surged through my whole body, shivering as he wrapped his arm around my thin waist.
But I wasn't done teasing. " Slut?"
He chuckled lightly, leaning against the back of the couch, inevitably taking me along with him. My cool cheek rested against his bare skin, and I trembled in return. He was doing it again, and this time.... I wasn't gonna stop him...
Don't say anymore. I know what you're thinking. And personally, I don't really care what you have to say, because if you were in my situation, you would definitely let the man have his way, fiance or not. Now, I know that's quite scandalous. But think about it. I'm talking about Spike Spiegal, holding me in a close embrace, his warm aura pressing against my cold, trembling body, letting all the sorrow diminsh before my eyes. And if you disagree? You obviously have no idea what his smooth skin feels like... it's absolutly hypnotizing with his warm breath pressing against that ticklish spot in your ear. Too bad you can't feel it for yourself....
I felt my eyes becoming heavier and heavier, my body slowly relaxing against his. Despite the akwardness of the whole situation, I really truly felt relaxed lying in his arms, like it all fit togther. And his touch was so tantalizing...
I guess I hadn't realized how tired I really was....
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It was so warm. So very warm and inviting... That familiar yet indistinct smell entered my nostrils, teasing my senses slightly. I snuggled closer to the warmth, in attmept to diminish the cold aura stinging the open skin on my back. My half-awake form had no idea what it was, but it sure did feel good, and I wanted more of it. I slowly fluttered my eyes open, determined to figure out the mysterious new sensation pressing my body into a warm enveloping embrace. It all seemed blurry at first, but after numerous amounts of blinking, my memory finally came back to me, smacking me straight across the face.
I gasped sharply, my eyes widening at the sight of him. He was pressing me into a tight embrace, his arms wrapped around me protectively. My body was lying comfortably on top of him, my chin rested on his bare chest. I could feel my cheeks gaining that familiar burning feeling...
I leaned in closer, letting my chin rest against his as I gazed upon his perfectly boyish face he always achieved when he slept. I softly traced a finger across his closed eye-lid, down his cheek, and across his lips, lingering my touches momentarily. I slowly reached down, tracing my fingers across the long scar on his left side and down towards his abdomen. I was getting quite risky, but I didn't care, how long would this moment last anyways? I leaned in even closer, letting my lips rest against the crook in his neck, inhaling his tantalizing scent. It was so amazing how innocent and sensual he was at the same time, and I couldn't even imagine what his ksis would be like...but I wanted to find out... fiance or not...
I bit my lip nervously, my cheeks burning into a deep crimson shade. I slowly leaned in towards is lips, his moist, warm breath teasing my yearning lips. I was really gonna do it. I was really gonna kiss him. I was gonna finally taste that sweet sensation I had always imagined. But there was something stopping me.....
" Are gonna do it or not?" His voice startled me and I jumped back, gasping sharply. His eyes remained shut, but there was a cocky smile pressed against his lips.
" What?" I froze, my voice the only working component in my body.
He opened his eyes, smirking sheepishly. " You know, you should have more confidence..." He was teasing me. That bastard was teasing me...
" What?" It seemed that was the only word I could get to come out of my mouth.
" Don't play dumb with me..." He paused, licking his lips teasingly. " You know... your touches are really addicting..."
I gasped, my eyes widening. He was REALLY teasing me, and it was finally beginning to piss me off...
" What's the matter Faye? Something stopping you?" He leaned in towards me, hanging his mouth open slightly, his warm breath pressing against my lips.
I froze, and even my voice broke away from me, scampering away cowardly. I didn't know what to do. I really was gonna kiss him before, but suddendly... I couldn't breathe... couldn't speak... couldn't move. I was trapped, and he knew it...
" I- " I finally let out a slight squeak, but nothing happened afterwards, I remained frozen, my eyes wide with shock.
" And I always thought you were a head-strong girl..." He licked his lips again, lightly brushing his warm tongue against my lips, but I still remained frozen, unaware of what to do.
He was right. I was never the type to act like that. I would've kissed him along time ago... but he was different... so... captivating, and I didn't know how to handle it. He wasn't like most men. There was this strange mystery behind his dark mismatched eyes that I couldn't quite figure out, and it drew me to him. But when I was near him, I didn't know how to act. I was so naive around him....
I think my mind had finally registered everything, because I blinked twice, cocking my head to the side. " You were awake?" Yeah, told you...
He chuckled lightly, but remained in the same position, his lips litterally inches away from mine. " Who couldn't wake up when you're caressing people like that..."
I swallowed nervously. Okay, so he WAS awake... oops?
I smirked sheepishly, finally gaining a bit of courage. " Yeah? Did you like it?" I was teetering on the fine between risky and shocking...
" Did you?" Wow, he was good at those comebacks...
" Depends..." I finally gave in, leaning in even closer, barely brushing my lips against his.
He raised a brow at me. " Depends? On what..." I could feel his hands roaming down my hips, burning through my silk night gown with each touch.
" Did you like it?" I pressed on teasingly again, raising a brow. He hadn't answered my first question...
" Maybe..." He nipped playfully at my lips, but slowly shrunk away afterwards. He was being quite the teaser...
" Maybe? You liked it... don't lie..." I rested my lips against his chin, lingering tauntingly.
Where was all this courage coming from? One second, I could barely breathe around him, and the next, I'm seducing him with dangerous words and risky moves. I'm telling you. It's all him. He's the one the blame...
" I won't lie... it felt pretty good..." His hands roamed along the bare skin on my back, sending shivers down my spine. I was practically screaming for more...
" Pretty good?" I pressed my fingers to his lips, and that damned ring caught my attention. But this time, guilt wasn't an issue... I was WAY to caught up in something else...
" Fine. VERY good..." He leaned in for the finale, but I wasn't gonna give it to him yet...
" Good boy..." I licked my lips teasingly, tracing my finger along his jawline.
He sighed lightly, smirking sheepishly. " Are you gonna kiss me or not?"
I smiled. I knew it was coming... " Are you?"
That was finally it. After long excruciating moments of teasing and seducing, he finally crushed his yearning lips against mine, nibbling and massaging with his skillful tongue. And let me tell you, it WAY more than I imagined. It was sweet and racy all at the same time, causing my whole body to melt into nothingness. My heart was racing, and every second that passed, I wished more and more that it would never end. Everything about it was so utterly addicting... And I wanted it over and over again. But that strange twinge of guilt was still stabbing my heart, despite the force I was using to push it away....
He finally stopped, looking into my eyes. I groaned protestingly, I wanted more of it...
" And I thought for sure you'd be the one who kissed me first..." He smirked coyly, running his hands across my back and along my shoulders teasingly.
" You just couldn't resist me..." I raised a brow at him tauntingly, smirking coyly.
" You were practically moaning for me... how couldn't I resist you?" He nipped playfully at my neck, his fervid breath boring into my skin tauntingly, sending shivers down my spine.
" That was the best- " I paused, my eyes widening with pain.
It had finally hit me... long after it was too late. I was cheating on my fiance... majorly. And I had almost told another man that his kiss was the best I had ever tasted. That twinge of guilt suddendly transformed into a painful throbbing ripping my heart into shreds. I really felt like a slut... Not only had I kissed the man, but I had slept in the same vacinity as him, a mere nightgown seperating our nakedness. But it was all just lust... right? Uh-oh....
" Faye?" He shot me a confused look.
" I- " There it was. That strange feeling where I can't even breathe, let alone speak...
" What's the matter?" He nipped at my neck again, but I pushed him away, my eyes widening slightly.
" I-I... I can't do this Spike..." I rolled off the couch, smacking the hardwood floor with a thud. The pain surged through my body, but I couldn't do anything but let my legs carry me as far away from him as I could get. I slammed my bedroom door behind me, quickly throwing my guilty body on my bed, letting the tears spring from my eyes.
I had really done it that time...
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Okay, so maybe I should rate this story R ....
Wow, extremely long chapter, but I bet you liked it....
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NOOO! * strangles everyone who hates my story*
I'm so proud of this story and all you do its stomp all over it! LMAO, just kiddin. But still, pwease review! I'll kill Spike if you don't! Not really....