Chapter 6
He's Back
Warning: this chapter is a lemon in case you couldn't tell from the title. If you do not like lemons, just scroll down to where you see this symbol it means the Lemon part is over.
The cowboys went to their allotted rooms, two of which were very anxious to get to their room. They tried not to let the others see, but that seemingly simple task wasn't as simple as it seemed. Once they were safe inside, they sat on the bed to try to calm down a bit.
"I'm glad we're here," Angel said, trying to break the silence that settled over them.
"Yeah," Spike followed suit, moving closer to her. He touched her arm and she turned to him, looking into his eyes. Both moved in slowly until their lips were touching softly. The light kiss deepened gracefully, his tongue running across her lips, asking for entrance. It was granted and received well. Their tongues wrestled for a time while they began stripping each other. His hands traveled the area of her back and moved down to her hips. One moved forward and cupped her center, shooting heat through her body. He found the bundle of nerves and stimulated her excitement further.
Her mouth left his and left a trail of kisses down his neck. She licked and nipped at his chest before moving down his stomach. His hand traveled from her entrance and up to her chest. He rubbed her hardened nipples and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure from the woman. She slid her mouth over his length and began sucking, eliciting vocal proof of his need. He removed his hands from her chest to pull her up to face him, once again pressing his mouth to hers. She was pressed full against him, and as his tip touched her entrance it sent another shockwave of heat through her and her hips jerked forward, causing a similar reaction in him. He drove into her to the hilt. Each moved with the motion of the other in as set rhythm. Spike's hands slid down to grip her hips, while hers were gripping his shoulders.
The thrusts became harder and more insistent on both parts as the urge to climax drew nearer. Angel arced her back upward to meet his chest and placed her hands over his. She guided them up to her chest once more. He began massaging her moving breasts again. He extracted his tongue from her mouth and moved kissing down her neck to her chest where he sucked at each breast in turn. His hands moved around her back. Her hand looped around the back of his neck while the other gripped his arse as to push him even more. The orgasm came accompanied by a multiplication of moans and screams. Their legs locked and Spike winced slightly as her nails raked his back. Her back arced again, but even farther. Their bodies pushed the fluids into a mix in Angel's body and onto the sheets. Their hips ground against each other and their voices could be used as a reminder as to why the walls were sound proof. The climax passed and they moved more slowly against each other's bodies. They quieted down to the occasional soft moan and a tad more frequent sigh of contentment. Eventually, both lovers fell asleep, lulled by the steady rhythm they had created for themselves.
After a few hours of resting against each other, Spike woke to the sound of someone knocking on their door. He managed to disentangle himself without waking Angel, then found his pants and went to see who was at the door.
"What?" he asked when he had discovered the person at the door to be Faye.
"I was going to see if Angel wanted to go shopping since she has nothing to where," Faye explained. "Is she here, or is she already out?"
"She's sleeping, and so was I. Do you mind?" he seemed pretty grumpy.
"Well you always look like you just woke up, what difference does that make? Just tell her the offer's on the table, when she gets up." She turned and walked down the hall.
The interruption was gone, but not the effects. He was up and he had his pants on, there wasn't really a point to take off his pants and go back to bed. Then his eyes fell on the sleeping form of the woman in the bed and he was reminded of a reason. He didn't take off his pants again, but he did lie back down on the bed. He gently kissed her lips and watched her eyes flutter open. The brief moment of confusion caused by waking up flashed across her face but was quickly replaced by a smile.
"Good morning," she mumbled as she shifted to a slightly more comfortable position.
"Afternoon," he grinned.
"Already? The morning flew off without us getting on board? Oh well," her smile didn't disappear.
"Faye wanted to take you shopping."
"Maybe later," there was a knock at the door. "Or maybe now." She slipped into what she had been wearing earlier and went to the door. Once the door was open, she stepped back and gasped. "Wh-what? How?"
"Stupid girl, you can't kill me with man-made weapons," Shouka said. In one motion, he moved in on her and when Spike pushed him off, then was a knife in Angel's stomach.
"Maybe we will just kill you without weapons then," Angel said as she yanked it out. Her blood spilled out over the floor, but she didn't pay attention to that. She held out her hands and squinted her eyes. Then Shouka screamed and fell to the floor, blood pouring from his mouth.
"At least I got to kill you first," then he coughed and sputtered in the blood and died for real this time.
"But you died first," she said softly and fell. Spike caught her before she hit the floor.
Cliffhanger! It isn't over yet, but I thought I would make up for the short chapter by adding a little humor. I know, I know, "Get started on the next chapter!" Too bad.
You will never hear say:
Spike: Tell you all about my past? Sure, why not?
Ed: I
Faye: No, I don't like gambling.
Jet: [He's a hard one, so actually this is something none of them would say] That bounty is too big, let's go for a smaller one.
Vicious: [Just for the fun of it] I love everyone
He's Back
Warning: this chapter is a lemon in case you couldn't tell from the title. If you do not like lemons, just scroll down to where you see this symbol it means the Lemon part is over.
The cowboys went to their allotted rooms, two of which were very anxious to get to their room. They tried not to let the others see, but that seemingly simple task wasn't as simple as it seemed. Once they were safe inside, they sat on the bed to try to calm down a bit.
"I'm glad we're here," Angel said, trying to break the silence that settled over them.
"Yeah," Spike followed suit, moving closer to her. He touched her arm and she turned to him, looking into his eyes. Both moved in slowly until their lips were touching softly. The light kiss deepened gracefully, his tongue running across her lips, asking for entrance. It was granted and received well. Their tongues wrestled for a time while they began stripping each other. His hands traveled the area of her back and moved down to her hips. One moved forward and cupped her center, shooting heat through her body. He found the bundle of nerves and stimulated her excitement further.
Her mouth left his and left a trail of kisses down his neck. She licked and nipped at his chest before moving down his stomach. His hand traveled from her entrance and up to her chest. He rubbed her hardened nipples and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure from the woman. She slid her mouth over his length and began sucking, eliciting vocal proof of his need. He removed his hands from her chest to pull her up to face him, once again pressing his mouth to hers. She was pressed full against him, and as his tip touched her entrance it sent another shockwave of heat through her and her hips jerked forward, causing a similar reaction in him. He drove into her to the hilt. Each moved with the motion of the other in as set rhythm. Spike's hands slid down to grip her hips, while hers were gripping his shoulders.
The thrusts became harder and more insistent on both parts as the urge to climax drew nearer. Angel arced her back upward to meet his chest and placed her hands over his. She guided them up to her chest once more. He began massaging her moving breasts again. He extracted his tongue from her mouth and moved kissing down her neck to her chest where he sucked at each breast in turn. His hands moved around her back. Her hand looped around the back of his neck while the other gripped his arse as to push him even more. The orgasm came accompanied by a multiplication of moans and screams. Their legs locked and Spike winced slightly as her nails raked his back. Her back arced again, but even farther. Their bodies pushed the fluids into a mix in Angel's body and onto the sheets. Their hips ground against each other and their voices could be used as a reminder as to why the walls were sound proof. The climax passed and they moved more slowly against each other's bodies. They quieted down to the occasional soft moan and a tad more frequent sigh of contentment. Eventually, both lovers fell asleep, lulled by the steady rhythm they had created for themselves.
After a few hours of resting against each other, Spike woke to the sound of someone knocking on their door. He managed to disentangle himself without waking Angel, then found his pants and went to see who was at the door.
"What?" he asked when he had discovered the person at the door to be Faye.
"I was going to see if Angel wanted to go shopping since she has nothing to where," Faye explained. "Is she here, or is she already out?"
"She's sleeping, and so was I. Do you mind?" he seemed pretty grumpy.
"Well you always look like you just woke up, what difference does that make? Just tell her the offer's on the table, when she gets up." She turned and walked down the hall.
The interruption was gone, but not the effects. He was up and he had his pants on, there wasn't really a point to take off his pants and go back to bed. Then his eyes fell on the sleeping form of the woman in the bed and he was reminded of a reason. He didn't take off his pants again, but he did lie back down on the bed. He gently kissed her lips and watched her eyes flutter open. The brief moment of confusion caused by waking up flashed across her face but was quickly replaced by a smile.
"Good morning," she mumbled as she shifted to a slightly more comfortable position.
"Afternoon," he grinned.
"Already? The morning flew off without us getting on board? Oh well," her smile didn't disappear.
"Faye wanted to take you shopping."
"Maybe later," there was a knock at the door. "Or maybe now." She slipped into what she had been wearing earlier and went to the door. Once the door was open, she stepped back and gasped. "Wh-what? How?"
"Stupid girl, you can't kill me with man-made weapons," Shouka said. In one motion, he moved in on her and when Spike pushed him off, then was a knife in Angel's stomach.
"Maybe we will just kill you without weapons then," Angel said as she yanked it out. Her blood spilled out over the floor, but she didn't pay attention to that. She held out her hands and squinted her eyes. Then Shouka screamed and fell to the floor, blood pouring from his mouth.
"At least I got to kill you first," then he coughed and sputtered in the blood and died for real this time.
"But you died first," she said softly and fell. Spike caught her before she hit the floor.
Cliffhanger! It isn't over yet, but I thought I would make up for the short chapter by adding a little humor. I know, I know, "Get started on the next chapter!" Too bad.
You will never hear say:
Spike: Tell you all about my past? Sure, why not?
Ed: I
Faye: No, I don't like gambling.
Jet: [He's a hard one, so actually this is something none of them would say] That bounty is too big, let's go for a smaller one.
Vicious: [Just for the fun of it] I love everyone