Disclaimer: Me. Owner of nothing besides this storyline and a shity-ass
computer. Seriously.
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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 6: Difference Between Lust and Love
Lust. A want. A need... a desire. There are many definitions for it, and many different ways to view it. Some say its scandalous, an act of sexual tension. But others say its ecstasy, an act of your deepest devotion. Whatever it is, we all feel it, no matter how hard we try to fight it. It's like this burning sensation in your mind, quarelling over what's right and wrong. And sometimes, you feel it at the worst times, with the wrong person. But you can't shove it away, it still lingers, no matter how fiercely you doubt it. Your body is screaming yes, but your mind is frantically telling you no, and you're left relying on nothing but your intuition. So what are you to do? You figure you might as well get it all over with, but at the same time, you know that its wrong and it will definitely lure you in deeper in the long run. Which most of the time it does...
But... there's no ignoring it, so why not get it over with? It couldn't possibly be that bad...
It's just a desire for another's body, or even attention. Once its over with, all those urges will slowly diminish, because you've already felt them, why want more of it?
But you're also forgetting addiction....
~*~
His lips still lingered, burning deeply with sensation. But also... burning with guilt. I had actually done it. I had cheated on Vicious. I wasn't drunk. There wasn't anything veering me indirectly. So why had I done it? I knew it was wrong, and I knew the consiquences, so why had I let it happen? And not only let it happen, but also yearn for it at the same time. I really wanted him to do it. I wanted to feel his kiss, taste his sweetness. Maybe I thought my feelings would die away....
They didn't....
I laid motionless on my bed, my eyes burning with fresh tears. My head throbbed and my whole body ached frigidly. I was never the type to let myself fall that deeply in pain, but when I met him... everything changed. Before, if a man was hurting me, I'd just leave, no regrets, no wishes. I wouldn't think one moment more about the pain I felt, I'd just leave it all behind with the scumbag who had caused it in the first place. And I'd carelessly move on, like it was nothing, almost like it was an everyday thing for me. But after I met him... I had slowly transformed into a coward, running away from my feelings inside, rather than the problem on the outside. I suddendly realized why I used to resolve my problems that way... the pain was so much more bearable.
I rolled my limp body over, facing the cold, frigid wall. I tried hard to force my thoughts away, but they just kept crawling back to me, mocking me ungratefully. I shivered lightly at the lonliness I felt deep inside. I wanted everything back to normal before I met Spike. I wanted it to be just Vicious and I, sharing our love for each other. Why had he gone on that business trip? Then I never would've met Spike... But wait, I didn't want that.... Did I?
I heard a light shuffle outside of my bedroom door, but I ignored it, way too caught up in the thoughts throbbing miserably in my mixed up mind. I shut my eyes tighter, pulling my body into a tight ball, forcing out as much of the outside world that I could. There was a slight change in the weight on my bed, and my eyes widened, finally realzing there really was someone in my room....
" Listen, Faye, we need to talk." His sharp hurtful voice pierced through me, never giving me time to even think about the situation.
I froze. What was I going to do? What was I going to say? There were no explanations for my actions...
" Are you listening to me?!" His voice raised dangerously, causing my trembling body to jump back slightly.
" What do you want?" I shot him a cold glare, finally regaining my recollection.
" What do you I want?! I'd really like to explain to you what happened a few minutes ago!" He beat his fists into the soft comforter that covered my bed, forcing my body into a sitting position.
" Really Spike? What happened, tell me that..." I narrowed my eyes at him, clenching my fists tightly.
" Do you have any idea what you do to me?!" He leaned in towards me, narrowing his eyes back at me.
" What?" I was confused...
He sighed heavily, darting his eyes to his clenched fists. " She... dies. And then YOU come in to my life, reminding me of her even more!" His words were cold, almost as if he was blaming her death on me.
" What are you talking about..." My voice suddendly became cold and frigid, confusing me even more. Why was I acting like that?
" It was all a mistake! THERE I said it! YOU HAPPY!" He was screaming at me, but I don't even think he was realizing how angry he was becoming.
" Mistake?" A sudden piercing feeling penetrated through my aching heart, but I forcefully shoved it away. He was right...
" I-I was just missing her love... and you were the only one there..." His mismatched eyes met with mine, slicing through me like a readied knife.
" Only one there?" My voice became soft and barely audible, but I knew he heard it.
" Don't you understand me?!" He was raising his voice again...
I fumed. He was really blaming this whole thing on me..." Understand?! Oh, of course Spike! Everyone's world is just supposed to stop spinning just because somebody dies!" Okay, so that was VERY hurtful...
His eyes widened with rage, his whole body trembling. " WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!" He grasped me by neck, pulling his gun out and forcing it against my head. The cool, dense metal pressed against my temple, sending shivers down my spine.
I froze. Spike was holding a gun to my head, his eyes glazed with hatred. I had really gone too far that time. I barely knew the woman, yet there I was, putting her down with my harsh words. It was over. I had really ruined it between us...
" Don't act like you know her. She was my love, my one and only. She was nothing like the bitch you are..." He pressed the gun farther into my head, trembling with fury.
My eyes widened, tears streaming down my cheeks. " L-let me go you bastard..."
He narrowed his eyes at me, slowly lowering the gun. " You've got guts Faye, I could've shot you if I wanted to..."
I shot him an icy glare. " You didn't... did you?"
He slowly loosened his grasp around my neck, never keeping his angered gaze off of me. " I still can if you want me too..."
" Spare me."
He narrowed his eyes yet again. I think I was challenging him. " Vicious isn't what you think, Faye..." He blatantly changed the subject, finally breaking his gaze from me.
" Oh, so now your blaming her loss on my fiance?" I shot him a determind look.
His eyes widened with even more anger than the first time, his teeth gritting together painfully. " I have the right to..."
" What gives you the right to blame anything on me or my love?" I clenched my fists angirly, thrusting them into the cold wall beside me.
" SHUT-UP!! You don't know anything about us! Quit acting like you do!" He pushed me forcefully into the wall, pulling out his gun yet again.
" Go ahead, Spike... shoot me, see if I care..." I grasped his hand tightly, raising the gun towards my head. I swear I saw tears pressing against his mismatched eyes...
" Death doesn't prove anything..." His voice became soft and passive. But he was thinking of her...not me...
" Why not?"
He remained silent, slowing shutting his chocolate eyes. He truly loved her. Everytime he looked at me, he thought of her... My rage was only my disguise of jealousy. I hated that woman and I didn't even know her. She was that obstacle I couldn't cross, that nightmare I could never awake from. But I didn't understand why. I wasn't even in love with Spike. But I still felt that she was taking something away from me...
" Was she beautiful?" I shut my eyes softly, forcing the tears away. I wanted to know more about her... there was something about her I couldn't quite figure out.
" She looked like an angel..." He slowly lowered the gun, loosening his grasp on me. " But she wasn't mine..."
" What?" I shot him a confused look.
He sighed lightly, letting his body slouch against the wall. " She loved someone else..."
" Who?" My heart told me not to ponder any farther... but I wanted to know what made him hurt the way he did.
He paused. " Uh..." I could tell he was nervous... but why?
" What's the matter Spike?" He was beginning to confuse the hell out of me...
" N-nothing..." His eyes gazed beyond blankly...
There was a sudden sting of pain in my heart. This is what we were... Nothing more. We would never share love, we had our own lives, our own dreams. And our futures would never collide. But I never wanted it to be like that. Somehow I just wanted everything to work out... We were just lost souls wandering aimlessly, our paths temporially crossing... But it would all be over soon... But I had to get that repulsive desire out of me...
" S-spike..." I approached the subject slowly and cautiously. I wanted to know..." Was it really all a mistake to you... nothing more?" I pulled myself into a taught ball, resting my chin my knees. I couldn't look at him...
He paused, sighing slightly. " Faye..."
" Spike, I wanna know... do you feel nothing for me?" I continued to stare at the floor before me... I couldn't look at him.
" I... f-feel..." I could feel him trembling beside me.
I sighed nervously. This was it, I could finally get it out of my system... " Lust..." I bravely finished his sentence for him, shutting my eyes tightly... I wasn't gonna look at him...
" Maybe..." He shuffled his body nervously, popping his knuckles to ease him back to comfort. I don't think it was working...
" Maybe?" I pondered on. If he wanted to get it out of him system... so did I...
" Yeah... I think that's it..." He fidgeted his body, accidentally brushing his thigh against mine. He quickly withdrew, whispering an uneasy apology. My cheeks were burning...
" I think there's... tension... s-sexual tension between us... Am I right?"
" Yeah..."
I swallowed nervously. This was it. I had to get it out of my system forever. " D-do you wish... that we could get rid of it?" I darted my eyes towards the wall... I wasn't gonna look at him...
" Sometimes... do you?" His eyes were doing the same as mine. There was definitely tension...
" I think... sometimes... that we need to. You know, so we can finally just be ourselves around each other..." I was trembling, and he knew it. I was so nervous, but why?
He chuckled. " Faye... that's the worst way to ask for some sex..." He was teasing again. One second, he's all serious. And the next, he's teasing me? That man was so full of unpredictable supirses...
" Is it?" I smirked coyly. If he was to play games, I wasn't gonna sit back and let him win...
He chuckled again. " You act so worried. Sex is so much different than real love and you know it..." He poked me in the arm. I still wasn't gonna look at him...
" Yeah? Sex is good..." I licked my lips. Oh, shit, I'm gettin carried away again...
" Yeah, well, you've got a fiance for that..." He voice suddendly became serious again. I missed the cocky Spike...
I chuckled lightly, bitting my lip nervously. " You just said it. Sex is so much different than love... would it really matter?" That desire must have REALLY been burining for me to go and say something like THAT. I was totally forgetting Vicious, but at the moment, I didn't care. I had one thing on my mind, and I wanted to get it out of my mind. Which only meant one thing...
Before my mind even had time to think, I could feel his warm body slowly pressing me against the wall, his mismatched eyes boring into me. This was it. This was finally it. All of my feelings for Spike would diminish slowly, then I could go back to thinking of Vicious. But my heart painfully doubted me. What if this didn't work? What if this only caused problems?
It didn't matter to me at the moment. The only thing I had on my mind was Spike's hand slowly making its way up my thigh, leaving a tingling sensation with each soft touch.
" S-spike..." I paused, stopping him from going any farther. " W-what about... Julia?"
" What about her? You said it yourself... sex is different than love..." He leaned in slowly, pressing a soft, damp kiss on the lobe of my ear, my body practically screaming with desire.
" Yeah... But you've got to promise me... no regrets after this is over with, and no looking back either. Only live it in the moment..." My voice was dangerously low, and husky, that tension inside of me burning deeper and deeper.
" Promise..."
Well, I know what you're thinking, and I think I'm thinking the same thing. But who could stop us? Ever since we met, we had been sharing sensuous situations, and that tension inside of us was just building with every close embrace. It didn't make any sense, actually. Just a second before, we were screaming at each other to the point of killing, but then suddendly, we morph into wild monkeys, begging for each other. But isn't that what lust does to you? Well, that's what I always thought anyways....
I pulled him closer, my heart racing with every inch closed between us. His hands were skillfully roaming along my body, leaving my skin blazing with passion. That kiss that we departed just an hour ago wasn't enough... I wanted more... His inviting lips pressed against my neck, nibbling along my collar bone eagerly. I was litterally shivering with desire, my whole body fiery and fervent. I didn't understand how he did it. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, my self-control slipping farther and farther away. Nothing would stop me now...
I giggled lightly, trailing wet kisses down his face and along his jaw-line, my hands slowly making their way across his bare chest. He was whimpering with delight, his grip growing tighter and tighter on my hips. I leaned in slowly, nibbling at his bottom lip. I wanted that kiss again... He smirked coyly, pressing his lips against mine and letting his tongue massage its way in. That sweet taste entered my senses again, my whole body trembling underneath him. He slowly pulled away, teasingly letting his lips hang above mine, his warm breath tantalizing all five senses inside of me... He smirked again, slowly letting his hands guide themselves up my thighs teasingly. I was practically begging, my arms pulling him closer and closer.
" Faye..." He whispered in my ear, slowly pushing me down into a laying position. " Should we really do this?"
I smirked sheepishly. " Do you want to?"
He chuckled. " Oh, yes..."
" Then what's stopping us?"
His warm body was on top of me, practically crushing my thin frame, but I didn't care. That was the least of my troubles at the moment. I pulled him closer into another hungry kiss. Nothing would stop me now...
But as I glanced over his shoulder, the one thing that I was least worried about caught my sights and I froze.
Vicious... wide-eyed and crazy....
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Dun, Dun, Dun * scary music plays*
What's to happen next? Why are Spike and Faye always making out with each other? ( lol, had to throw that in) Is all really JUST lust? Find out next time... ------- this is my episode preview, lol.
And, I'm soo sorry about their strange behavior in this chapter, but it was supposed to represent their craving lust for each other, and how it was controling them... Don't really like this chapter, but that's okay. And I think I'm having Spike and Faye make out too much... sorry bout that, I had some guy friends over and.... oh, nevermind...
Thank you so much for the reviews ^_^ Please give me more, lol!
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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 6: Difference Between Lust and Love
Lust. A want. A need... a desire. There are many definitions for it, and many different ways to view it. Some say its scandalous, an act of sexual tension. But others say its ecstasy, an act of your deepest devotion. Whatever it is, we all feel it, no matter how hard we try to fight it. It's like this burning sensation in your mind, quarelling over what's right and wrong. And sometimes, you feel it at the worst times, with the wrong person. But you can't shove it away, it still lingers, no matter how fiercely you doubt it. Your body is screaming yes, but your mind is frantically telling you no, and you're left relying on nothing but your intuition. So what are you to do? You figure you might as well get it all over with, but at the same time, you know that its wrong and it will definitely lure you in deeper in the long run. Which most of the time it does...
But... there's no ignoring it, so why not get it over with? It couldn't possibly be that bad...
It's just a desire for another's body, or even attention. Once its over with, all those urges will slowly diminish, because you've already felt them, why want more of it?
But you're also forgetting addiction....
~*~
His lips still lingered, burning deeply with sensation. But also... burning with guilt. I had actually done it. I had cheated on Vicious. I wasn't drunk. There wasn't anything veering me indirectly. So why had I done it? I knew it was wrong, and I knew the consiquences, so why had I let it happen? And not only let it happen, but also yearn for it at the same time. I really wanted him to do it. I wanted to feel his kiss, taste his sweetness. Maybe I thought my feelings would die away....
They didn't....
I laid motionless on my bed, my eyes burning with fresh tears. My head throbbed and my whole body ached frigidly. I was never the type to let myself fall that deeply in pain, but when I met him... everything changed. Before, if a man was hurting me, I'd just leave, no regrets, no wishes. I wouldn't think one moment more about the pain I felt, I'd just leave it all behind with the scumbag who had caused it in the first place. And I'd carelessly move on, like it was nothing, almost like it was an everyday thing for me. But after I met him... I had slowly transformed into a coward, running away from my feelings inside, rather than the problem on the outside. I suddendly realized why I used to resolve my problems that way... the pain was so much more bearable.
I rolled my limp body over, facing the cold, frigid wall. I tried hard to force my thoughts away, but they just kept crawling back to me, mocking me ungratefully. I shivered lightly at the lonliness I felt deep inside. I wanted everything back to normal before I met Spike. I wanted it to be just Vicious and I, sharing our love for each other. Why had he gone on that business trip? Then I never would've met Spike... But wait, I didn't want that.... Did I?
I heard a light shuffle outside of my bedroom door, but I ignored it, way too caught up in the thoughts throbbing miserably in my mixed up mind. I shut my eyes tighter, pulling my body into a tight ball, forcing out as much of the outside world that I could. There was a slight change in the weight on my bed, and my eyes widened, finally realzing there really was someone in my room....
" Listen, Faye, we need to talk." His sharp hurtful voice pierced through me, never giving me time to even think about the situation.
I froze. What was I going to do? What was I going to say? There were no explanations for my actions...
" Are you listening to me?!" His voice raised dangerously, causing my trembling body to jump back slightly.
" What do you want?" I shot him a cold glare, finally regaining my recollection.
" What do you I want?! I'd really like to explain to you what happened a few minutes ago!" He beat his fists into the soft comforter that covered my bed, forcing my body into a sitting position.
" Really Spike? What happened, tell me that..." I narrowed my eyes at him, clenching my fists tightly.
" Do you have any idea what you do to me?!" He leaned in towards me, narrowing his eyes back at me.
" What?" I was confused...
He sighed heavily, darting his eyes to his clenched fists. " She... dies. And then YOU come in to my life, reminding me of her even more!" His words were cold, almost as if he was blaming her death on me.
" What are you talking about..." My voice suddendly became cold and frigid, confusing me even more. Why was I acting like that?
" It was all a mistake! THERE I said it! YOU HAPPY!" He was screaming at me, but I don't even think he was realizing how angry he was becoming.
" Mistake?" A sudden piercing feeling penetrated through my aching heart, but I forcefully shoved it away. He was right...
" I-I was just missing her love... and you were the only one there..." His mismatched eyes met with mine, slicing through me like a readied knife.
" Only one there?" My voice became soft and barely audible, but I knew he heard it.
" Don't you understand me?!" He was raising his voice again...
I fumed. He was really blaming this whole thing on me..." Understand?! Oh, of course Spike! Everyone's world is just supposed to stop spinning just because somebody dies!" Okay, so that was VERY hurtful...
His eyes widened with rage, his whole body trembling. " WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!" He grasped me by neck, pulling his gun out and forcing it against my head. The cool, dense metal pressed against my temple, sending shivers down my spine.
I froze. Spike was holding a gun to my head, his eyes glazed with hatred. I had really gone too far that time. I barely knew the woman, yet there I was, putting her down with my harsh words. It was over. I had really ruined it between us...
" Don't act like you know her. She was my love, my one and only. She was nothing like the bitch you are..." He pressed the gun farther into my head, trembling with fury.
My eyes widened, tears streaming down my cheeks. " L-let me go you bastard..."
He narrowed his eyes at me, slowly lowering the gun. " You've got guts Faye, I could've shot you if I wanted to..."
I shot him an icy glare. " You didn't... did you?"
He slowly loosened his grasp around my neck, never keeping his angered gaze off of me. " I still can if you want me too..."
" Spare me."
He narrowed his eyes yet again. I think I was challenging him. " Vicious isn't what you think, Faye..." He blatantly changed the subject, finally breaking his gaze from me.
" Oh, so now your blaming her loss on my fiance?" I shot him a determind look.
His eyes widened with even more anger than the first time, his teeth gritting together painfully. " I have the right to..."
" What gives you the right to blame anything on me or my love?" I clenched my fists angirly, thrusting them into the cold wall beside me.
" SHUT-UP!! You don't know anything about us! Quit acting like you do!" He pushed me forcefully into the wall, pulling out his gun yet again.
" Go ahead, Spike... shoot me, see if I care..." I grasped his hand tightly, raising the gun towards my head. I swear I saw tears pressing against his mismatched eyes...
" Death doesn't prove anything..." His voice became soft and passive. But he was thinking of her...not me...
" Why not?"
He remained silent, slowing shutting his chocolate eyes. He truly loved her. Everytime he looked at me, he thought of her... My rage was only my disguise of jealousy. I hated that woman and I didn't even know her. She was that obstacle I couldn't cross, that nightmare I could never awake from. But I didn't understand why. I wasn't even in love with Spike. But I still felt that she was taking something away from me...
" Was she beautiful?" I shut my eyes softly, forcing the tears away. I wanted to know more about her... there was something about her I couldn't quite figure out.
" She looked like an angel..." He slowly lowered the gun, loosening his grasp on me. " But she wasn't mine..."
" What?" I shot him a confused look.
He sighed lightly, letting his body slouch against the wall. " She loved someone else..."
" Who?" My heart told me not to ponder any farther... but I wanted to know what made him hurt the way he did.
He paused. " Uh..." I could tell he was nervous... but why?
" What's the matter Spike?" He was beginning to confuse the hell out of me...
" N-nothing..." His eyes gazed beyond blankly...
There was a sudden sting of pain in my heart. This is what we were... Nothing more. We would never share love, we had our own lives, our own dreams. And our futures would never collide. But I never wanted it to be like that. Somehow I just wanted everything to work out... We were just lost souls wandering aimlessly, our paths temporially crossing... But it would all be over soon... But I had to get that repulsive desire out of me...
" S-spike..." I approached the subject slowly and cautiously. I wanted to know..." Was it really all a mistake to you... nothing more?" I pulled myself into a taught ball, resting my chin my knees. I couldn't look at him...
He paused, sighing slightly. " Faye..."
" Spike, I wanna know... do you feel nothing for me?" I continued to stare at the floor before me... I couldn't look at him.
" I... f-feel..." I could feel him trembling beside me.
I sighed nervously. This was it, I could finally get it out of my system... " Lust..." I bravely finished his sentence for him, shutting my eyes tightly... I wasn't gonna look at him...
" Maybe..." He shuffled his body nervously, popping his knuckles to ease him back to comfort. I don't think it was working...
" Maybe?" I pondered on. If he wanted to get it out of him system... so did I...
" Yeah... I think that's it..." He fidgeted his body, accidentally brushing his thigh against mine. He quickly withdrew, whispering an uneasy apology. My cheeks were burning...
" I think there's... tension... s-sexual tension between us... Am I right?"
" Yeah..."
I swallowed nervously. This was it. I had to get it out of my system forever. " D-do you wish... that we could get rid of it?" I darted my eyes towards the wall... I wasn't gonna look at him...
" Sometimes... do you?" His eyes were doing the same as mine. There was definitely tension...
" I think... sometimes... that we need to. You know, so we can finally just be ourselves around each other..." I was trembling, and he knew it. I was so nervous, but why?
He chuckled. " Faye... that's the worst way to ask for some sex..." He was teasing again. One second, he's all serious. And the next, he's teasing me? That man was so full of unpredictable supirses...
" Is it?" I smirked coyly. If he was to play games, I wasn't gonna sit back and let him win...
He chuckled again. " You act so worried. Sex is so much different than real love and you know it..." He poked me in the arm. I still wasn't gonna look at him...
" Yeah? Sex is good..." I licked my lips. Oh, shit, I'm gettin carried away again...
" Yeah, well, you've got a fiance for that..." He voice suddendly became serious again. I missed the cocky Spike...
I chuckled lightly, bitting my lip nervously. " You just said it. Sex is so much different than love... would it really matter?" That desire must have REALLY been burining for me to go and say something like THAT. I was totally forgetting Vicious, but at the moment, I didn't care. I had one thing on my mind, and I wanted to get it out of my mind. Which only meant one thing...
Before my mind even had time to think, I could feel his warm body slowly pressing me against the wall, his mismatched eyes boring into me. This was it. This was finally it. All of my feelings for Spike would diminish slowly, then I could go back to thinking of Vicious. But my heart painfully doubted me. What if this didn't work? What if this only caused problems?
It didn't matter to me at the moment. The only thing I had on my mind was Spike's hand slowly making its way up my thigh, leaving a tingling sensation with each soft touch.
" S-spike..." I paused, stopping him from going any farther. " W-what about... Julia?"
" What about her? You said it yourself... sex is different than love..." He leaned in slowly, pressing a soft, damp kiss on the lobe of my ear, my body practically screaming with desire.
" Yeah... But you've got to promise me... no regrets after this is over with, and no looking back either. Only live it in the moment..." My voice was dangerously low, and husky, that tension inside of me burning deeper and deeper.
" Promise..."
Well, I know what you're thinking, and I think I'm thinking the same thing. But who could stop us? Ever since we met, we had been sharing sensuous situations, and that tension inside of us was just building with every close embrace. It didn't make any sense, actually. Just a second before, we were screaming at each other to the point of killing, but then suddendly, we morph into wild monkeys, begging for each other. But isn't that what lust does to you? Well, that's what I always thought anyways....
I pulled him closer, my heart racing with every inch closed between us. His hands were skillfully roaming along my body, leaving my skin blazing with passion. That kiss that we departed just an hour ago wasn't enough... I wanted more... His inviting lips pressed against my neck, nibbling along my collar bone eagerly. I was litterally shivering with desire, my whole body fiery and fervent. I didn't understand how he did it. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, my self-control slipping farther and farther away. Nothing would stop me now...
I giggled lightly, trailing wet kisses down his face and along his jaw-line, my hands slowly making their way across his bare chest. He was whimpering with delight, his grip growing tighter and tighter on my hips. I leaned in slowly, nibbling at his bottom lip. I wanted that kiss again... He smirked coyly, pressing his lips against mine and letting his tongue massage its way in. That sweet taste entered my senses again, my whole body trembling underneath him. He slowly pulled away, teasingly letting his lips hang above mine, his warm breath tantalizing all five senses inside of me... He smirked again, slowly letting his hands guide themselves up my thighs teasingly. I was practically begging, my arms pulling him closer and closer.
" Faye..." He whispered in my ear, slowly pushing me down into a laying position. " Should we really do this?"
I smirked sheepishly. " Do you want to?"
He chuckled. " Oh, yes..."
" Then what's stopping us?"
His warm body was on top of me, practically crushing my thin frame, but I didn't care. That was the least of my troubles at the moment. I pulled him closer into another hungry kiss. Nothing would stop me now...
But as I glanced over his shoulder, the one thing that I was least worried about caught my sights and I froze.
Vicious... wide-eyed and crazy....
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Dun, Dun, Dun * scary music plays*
What's to happen next? Why are Spike and Faye always making out with each other? ( lol, had to throw that in) Is all really JUST lust? Find out next time... ------- this is my episode preview, lol.
And, I'm soo sorry about their strange behavior in this chapter, but it was supposed to represent their craving lust for each other, and how it was controling them... Don't really like this chapter, but that's okay. And I think I'm having Spike and Faye make out too much... sorry bout that, I had some guy friends over and.... oh, nevermind...
Thank you so much for the reviews ^_^ Please give me more, lol!