WOW! Thanks so much for your reviews. LOOK, I wrote another!
Kami, you're right, Jet needs more something!! And the q's do separate scenes. The text editor was giving me a rash!!!!! But...can't kill Kitty, not right now...mwa, mwa, mwa (Best evil laugh I could type) BunnyBreath will agree, I hope, Kitty stays. HelpComputah thanks ever so for the review, now get back to writing :) Kendra hold on tight quite a ride this chappy. New people greetings, I hope you're enjoying it...REVIEW...
STILL not owning bebop! Travesty of justice if I have ever heard of one. Hope you liked the last chapter. I have been a bit out of it after spreading my mother's ashes this last month so I have no idea how the writing is handling it. let alone me I know it took me a long time to post the last chap so I am trying to be good this time.
Here goes at any rate. Warning LEMON, LIME, you take your pick. I am more comfortable with the action scenes so don't flame me too bad if this sucks. Some of this story crosses the line starting with Ch-4 so it's counterpart can be found in a more suitable forum at adult fan fiction . net. The more hentai versions will follow the orig's here. The actual plot takes much longer, lol. No wonder adult movies have none of it, but I like it so you have to deal with a little plot a la lemon. Not to say that this chap has much of it, but the story does.
Chapter 5 – Down time
...Safety, Obscurity, Just another freak in the freak kingdom. We'd gone in search of the...dream. It had been a lame fuck around; A waste of time. There was no point in looking back. Fuck no, not today, Thank you kindly. My heart was filled with joy...a man on the move and just sick enough to be totally confident...
Jet returned Faye's email right away. At least he knew they were alive a few hours ago, if this wasn't a hoax the back of his mind screeched. Still, he was tingling with anticipation, but 1300 had passed an hour ago, damnit. Not to mention that trouble follows Spike and Faye like a puppy does a boy...He got into the Hammerhead and set out for dock 7 just in case they were in fact in trouble. He was feeling antsy. They were so close. He hoped they were alright. Ed was safe presumably. Jet might just sleep well again sometime soon if he could just be sure, or if he could just find a woman he thought bitterly.
"More burning buildings?" Jet asked no one. "Faye has to have been here," he smiled. But there was not a single soul at dock 7. No sign of struggle to be seen. Back to the Bebop, you'll just have to be patient he told himself.
Jet landed back on the bebop feeling oddly encouraged. He looked up at the stars searching for the one Laughing Bull had picked out as Swimming one's. Silly old coot. Although he could not tell which one was Spike's, or any of his other comrades, he had a feeling it had been getting stronger lately.
He made a mental note to deliberately get in touch with Ed. He wondered if she was still with her father. If he didn't find Spike and Faye soon, he would have to start searching for Ed. He missed her skills on the Bebop, but knew she needed her Father, but he needed to be sure she was safe. Her Father was kind of a flake, how could anyone forget their own kid at a daycare. Even two confirmed bachelors and a femme fatal could keep better track of her than that.
Kitty was still mad about the City building being blown, but was beginning to get over it. She had the news on out of habit. Two major crime bosses had been identified running from the scene and had been taken into custody. Between just those two there were over 100 murder charges. No loss there. It was the same story for every body they found. Wanted, murder, aggravated assault, rape, torture, kidnapping. Ok so maybe they did do the world a favor. Plus she was far too attracted to the pair of cowboys landing on her roof to kick them to the curb.
When Kitty buzzed the two in, they were bent head to head in a serious conversation. They looked like a well oiled machine not to mention a very sexy pair. Their words were few and barely perceptible but the body language was clear as a bell. Relief and grief, she had seen both often. She heard the name Julia again. Spike's expression was hard, forced when he greeted her. The grief in his eyes cut like a knife. It almost hurt to look at him.
"Kitty, take a look at the back of Faye's head please she's bleeding still." Spike asked tightly. You could see the pain, bloodshot exhaustion and worry in his eyes. Well, eye, anyhow. She could tell he was wounded in more ways than just the intricate maze of scars littered across his body.
Kitty agreed immediately and moved toward Faye's head, but she would have none of it. "YOU ARE NOT TOUCHING ME! Faye stated, clearly pissed.
"Your funeral, pity such a beauty too..." Kitty deliberately mocked. She turned on her heel and started away from the pair. Faye lunged towards her and caught her svelte waist throwing her to the ground. They both went skidding across the highly polished marble floor until they hit the rug. Spike went after Faye and started to pull her off when Kitty's left connected on Faye's chin with a crack. Spike was restraining Faye but was now wondering, big eyeballed, if he should have grabbed Kitty instead. Faye started to struggle harder then collapsed in Spikes firm grip.
"Shit, she's lost quite a bit of blood, perhaps now I can sew that up huh?" Kitty stated bashfully.
"Do you always use that technique on your patients?" Spike asked sarcastically.
"Only when they tackle me. Is she going to flip if I give her a pain killer? Know if she's allergic to anything? Ever seen her take pain meds? Must have had stitches before." Kitty fired at him in double time.
"Woah, OK, I have no idea what she's allergic to. She's taken pain pills before but I have no idea what. She may flip no matter what you do. She's been sewed up plenty so the local should be ok, and I'm just glad her gun is in the Redtail or who knows what would have happened." Spike said shocked.
"Fights like a gatedigger too." He muttered under his breath quietly shaking his head, hands thrust into his pockets & looking at his shoes.
"OK cowboy you want some too?" Kitty asked, pushing her chest up to his, brandishing her fists.
"No, no ma'am, I'll be good I promise, just don't hit me." He joked smiling at her. "I'll leave the brawl up to you two beautiful girls. Infinitely more interesting that way, don't you agree?" His mood had changed. The painful look had been replaced by his devil may care; yes thank you if I fucking do attitude. It was easier for him to deal if he let himself slip into this familiar groove, Kitty could sense that much.
"Infinately..." Kitty deadpanned grabbing her kit from the closet and gifting Spike with a sly smile.
She gave Faye the local and a hefty dose of morphine to sweeten her nerve receptors, not to mention her mood...The wound was not too deep but required several layers of repair work to minimize scarring. Kitty's favorite rotation was plastics. It always amazed her how well the human frame could be reconstructed now.
"Mmmm you smell good," Faye stated surprised beginning to come around again. Kitty was finishing the wound on the back of her head and Faye's face was in her chest.
"Pure castile soap - perfume of Goddesses," rang Kitty's best commercial voice in return. "We aim to please," she finished coyly.
"You hggit me when I tacked you. Was it a dream?" Faye asked confused, rubbing her chin. Her words were still semi garbled.
"Yes, I hit you, you started it. Hold still Faye, the sutures are finished but the last layer should be glued; and unless you want a scar plus me stuck to you for a week HOLD FUCKING STILL!" Kitty admonished.
"And I thought you were such a goody two sooes." Faye slurred with a big smile. "You might not be a total pain in the asshhhh after all."
"Yes and you're soo sweet all drugged up, but you may still hate me later Faye. Hold STILL! Put your head back down, this was easier when you were passed out," Quipped Kitty.
Spike's mouth sprung open as Faye's head dropped into Kitty's equally endowed chest. Faye looked out through her lavender locks and spotted Spike's face.
"Oh you WISH lunkhead! What would you do if I kissed her, huh, think you could handle it big guy?" giggled Faye. Kitty was a little shocked at this but wondered if Faye realized that she would kiss that beautiful face right back.
"YES I do," Stated spike slowly, "and YES I do." He moved quickly, like a rushing river, the boot Faye threw at him missed by only a centimeter and that smile of hers prompted him to move further down Kitty's huge soft couch, out of direct range. The thing was as wide as a bed and made a great big U in front of her fireplace. It was a place Spike could get comfortable and listen to the girls talk. The sound and thought of them was soothing.
"God knows I love a good couch," he muttered sleepily.
Kitty just laughed, she felt very drawn to the two beautiful bounty hunters before her, but she knew Faye was just teasing Spike...something it seemed that they both thrived on. It reminded her how much she appreciated a smart beautiful women and how much she missed having one every now and again.
Faye's lavender hair framed a perfect china doll face set with emerald eyes on a body just like her own. She wanted to know what it felt like to be pressed between this beauty and the green haired man she saved over a year ago. She had been fantasizing about him for months, and now he was here in her citadel on her couch. He was so close to her that she could feel him shifting on the couch beside her and smell his hair as he turned away from them. He had inched back over closer when she and Faye became engrossed in conversation. It was all she could do not to wrap her arms around him and snuggle into his long hard body. It was not the first time she had had to resist this urge.
Spike tried to sleep and kept flashing to the girls on top of each other fighting in the large formal foyer. Mmmmmm and Faye's head in Kitty's chest...He had to turn away from them to hide the stiffening in his pants, he was almost blushing for gods sake. What an adventure those two would be. He wanted them both, now.
He was bewildered by how horney he was around the two girls. He was actually feeling semi suicidal over loosing Julia, dead over a year now, it was hard to believe. He had thought about Faye before, sure. There's not a man alive who hasn't having seen her. And the Doc, brains spilling out of her ears and sexuality out of her every pour. But why was his body so ready when his soul felt black as night? The ancients believed that a man saw his deity when he was with a woman united in the sacred bond at the point of climax...Spike would be satisfied to see just the woman...but perhaps that is what they meant.
Snippets of conversation wafted over his ears. It was tantalizing like a lover's caress. They were talking about memories, and how Faye had lost hers for some time. I heard Kitty ask her if her memory was completely restored. Faye answered no, just one block in a rush then bits and pieces coming back slowly. Kitty said something about equipment in the grand room that Spike did not understand but assumed was part of her research. They had a lot to talk about surprisingly, his concentration drifted as let the music of their voices carry him off to a blissful state of half awareness. He was not sure but could he hear Faye crying? He was positive he heard her sigh. No, not possible she couldn't be.
As always, the biggest problem with feigning sleep is getting a good look at the people you are spying on. Spike rolled back over to get a better look when he got the shock of his young life. They were kissing, they were actually kissing kissing...How much of the conversation did he sleep through he wondered...Kitty's blouse was unbuttoned and her large breasts had been freed...Spike wasn't about to take his eyes off of them to check the clock...Faye's hand was draped over one, gently massaging it. Kitty's hands were tangled in Faye's hair and they were showing no signs of slowing down. He watched silently as the girls began to explore each other's offerings.
Faye felt oddly secure in her advance on Kitty. Kitty was beautiful, there was no denying it. And there was no denying that Spike was attracted to her...that made it even better. Taking something that he wanted was sumptuous, decadent even. She just wished Spike noticed her they way he did Kitty, not that she could blame him mind you, but Faye had been around him long enough to recognize that 'quick, say something stupid' response as at least an 8 on his one to ten. She wanted to be his ten, but she was sure Julia would never relinquish that spot alive or dead. OK, so she'd take him no matter what, who wouldn't.
"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Kitty asked her suddenly.
"Mmmmm, nothing to fret over." Faye purred.
"Is it because of him?" Kitty asked with a sly smile gesturing with her pointed toe towards Spike.
"Stay out of my head Kitty." Faye answered kissing her gently on the neck.
"Are you in love with him?" She asked bluntly, smiling like a beauty queen, lifting Faye's face to hers.
"I love him as a comrade Kitty, I don't know the other side of him, he keeps it pretty well hidden. Lets talk more about you." Faye countered.
"Oh on...you have to have...mmmmmmmmmm...thought about him more than that...I know I have." Kitty admitted almost breathless.
"Boy you are not the stiff little white jacket I expected you to be earlier this evening," Faye admonished with a devilish grin.
"I've been with him every day for over a year Faye, he's hard not to notice, just like you." Kitty answered.
"Doctor, Doctor," Faye giggled, "should we wake him up then?"
"I don't know, do you think he'll like our game?" Kitty asked flirtatiously.
"I don't think he'll be able to say no even if he wants to," Faye answered lecherously.
AUTHORS NOTES: OK the quote in italics is Hunter S Thompson's. I do not own Fear and Loathing either! Boy I wish. Please review. I am not at all sure how this chapter turned out. The whole sex thing is new writing for me and I have a few more scenes yet to do for y'all.
