Learning to say Thank You.

AN: you know i dont own it, so dont delete it. jesus i think disclaimers are retarded.

Jet handed the ice pack over to Faye and grimaced as she pulled the yellow fabric of her shirt away from her collarbone, which was now throbbing and dark purple. Wincing, she gingerly placed the pack on the spreading bruise and sucked in a sharp breath as the pain shot through her neck and shoulder.

“How could you have been so fucking stupid, Faye?” spike asked, sitting lazily on the couch, as if his nonchalant actions would lessen the blow of his harsh words.

“It’s not like I meant for it to happen, Spike. It’s not like I walked up to the guy and said, ‘Hey, mister, I’m trying to catch you so I can turn you in for the bounty, will you please slam the ass-end of your gun into my collar bone?’” Faye shifted the ice pack a little, trying to find a place for it to rest where she didn’t have to hold it, and add more pressure to the bruise.

“I still can’t believe you got yourself caught. Christ, why didn’t you just drop your drawers or something and let him fuck you? It’s not like you don’t do it all the time anyway, and maybe then he would have just let you go, considered it payment or something.” Spike smirked when he saw the outraged blush spread across Faye’s cheeks.

“You think you’re so right about everything, all the god damned time, Spike Spiegel! You don’t know anything about who I have or haven’t fucked, so back off and stop calling me a slut all the time!” Faye used her good arm to push her up onto her feet and stomped off to her room. Her yellow outfit was covered in the bounty’s blood, so she pulled on a pair of jeans and a pink tank top with a black fitted tee shirt over it.

*That fucking spike. He’s such an asshole. I don’t even know why I put up with him. Grr. I’m not a slut, I’m not a slut. And I can fight just as well as he can. He gets hurt all the time and I patch his fucking holes up, but I get hit once and still catch the bounty and he freaks out at me for being a bad fighter. That ass. I’ll show him. I’m going to catch that other guy, that Mark Scott guy that Ed was talking about. She said he’d be at the Lazy Eye, down by the wharfs. I intend to be there, and spike will eat his fucking tie when I get that 2,000,000 woolong Bounty and split it with Jet and don’t give him any.*

Faye got off the bed and pulled on a pair of black stiletto heals with pink polka dots to match her shirt and tank top and headed to her red tail. As she took off she noticed that spike’s swordfish II wasn’t in the hanger anymore either. *Hmm. Oh well, as long as the ass doesn’t get in my way, Faye thought as she headed towards the bar.*

When Faye got inside she didn’t notice spike sitting in the corner, and he almost didn’t recognize her, without her little yellow outfit. *Wow, she looks really good when she’s not dressed like a whore,* spike thought, while admiring the way the jeans hugged her hips just so, and made her body appear even more perfect than it did in the tiny yellow suit.

Spike watched from across the room as Faye flirted with a man who looked vaguely familiar at the bar, and then linked arms with the large man and headed out the door. *That’s Faye, for you. Spike thought, ten minutes or less and she’s out the door with some guy she doesn’t even know.* Spike lazily finished his drink and surveyed the rest of the bar, his brain lazily trying to connect a name or a reason to the face of the man who left the bar with Faye. The bounty hunter jumped to his feet just as he heard a blood curtailing scream coming from the alley behind the bar; a scream that sounded suspiciously like Faye, who was currently alone with a very dangerous bounty.

~.~

Faye left the bar with her arm in Rodrigue the bounty’s. This is going to be a piece of cake. Faye smirked and pulled a little closer to her catch, thinking more about how she would spend the money than how she would catch him. As soon as they got outside Rodrigue turned and smiled at Faye viciously.

“Run, bounty hunter.” Was all he said before giving her a good shove and a head start. This was a game to him. She wouldn’t get far.

Faye’s mind worked fast as she registered that he knew who she was, and saw the danger in his eyes and smile. She ran as fast as she could, turning down an alley before she realized that she didn’t hear him following her. *Shit. Shit, shit, shit. How do I get myself into these things?* Faye thought as she slowly stepped out from the corner she had ducked into before realizing it was a dead end.

“Where do you think you’re going, Faye?” Rodrigue asked from behind her. *How the fuck did he get behind me?* Faye screamed at herself for being rash and trying to catch the bounty on her own again.

Rodrigue grabbed her and shoved her against the wall, her head bouncing off the bricks lightly as he pulled a knife out of no where and used it to cut her shirt up the middle, leaving a small superficial scratch line up Faye’s stomach and chest. The bounty tore off Faye’s shirt and ruthlessly spun her around so her bare chest was grinding into the rough bricks of the building. He used the shirt to bind her wrists together and reached around her to grope and squeeze her breasts painfully. Faye screamed out as loudly as she could at the pain and fear the man was provoking. *This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening, I have to find a way out of this. I’m Faye Valentine. I’ve been through worse than this. I can find a way out.* Fay screamed inside her mind as the bounty reached lower and tore her jeans off and pulled her hips away from the wall, while shoving her chest and face into it further.

Faye cried out again and tried to squeeze her legs shut but the bounty was much stronger than her, and she was in an awkward position. Faye bit her lip from the pain as the man roughly shoved his fingers into her sex. “You’re a virgin?” the man exclaimed as his fingers hit her hymen hard, tearing it and laughing as blood started to seep down his hand and Faye’s thighs.

Faye cried silently, tears streaking down her face at the pain and the humiliation of having something she had tried so long to save being destroyed. Rodrigue positioned himself behind Faye and pulled his pants down, positioning his throbbing member at her entrance, he prepared to thrust into her, and take what was left of her virginity.

At that moment Faye heard a thumping noise and the sound of the man hitting the ground behind her. Spike cut the binds from Faye’s wrists and used his tie to bind the passed out bounty’s hands together. Faye pulled her pants on and tuned around, covering her chest with her arms and looking like a helpless child for a moment. Spike handed her his coat, it was too big and she had to fold the sleeves up, but she was grateful.

They cashed in the bounty on Rodrigue and went home. “Do you need to see a doctor?” Spike asked Faye who shook her head and remained silent in the seat next to him.

“You’re sure? Cause you were bleeding, and that isn’t good, right? You’re not supposed to bleed… I mean…” spike shut up as he thought about what had happened today. *Oh my god. When he… he asked if she was a… and she bled… she\'s a virgin? And I’ve been calling her a slut since the day we met…I’m such an ass sometimes.* Spike watched as Faye placed her forehead against the window next to her and stared at the reflection of her eye in the glass. “Jesus, Faye, I’m sorry.”

“Just shut up, spike,” Faye said flatly. “I’m the one who left by myself, I’m the one who thought I was better than I am. I’m the one who was stupid; I’m the one who always gets in trouble. You’re right, so save it.” Faye turned back to the window and winced at the pain in her abdomen as she pulled her knees up to her chest.

When they got back to the ship Faye climbed out and limped sorely to her bedroom to get her shower supplies before trudging down the hall to the bathroom and locking herself in.

Spike sat on the couch, missing both his tie and his jacket at the moment and jet came from the kitchen with a questioning look in his eyes. “What happened to Faye?” Jet asked, fairly sure he already knew the answer, and positive he didn’t really want to hear it if it was true.

“She nearly got raped. Physically I think she’s ok. She was... Christ, Jet. She bled. It was terrifying. I’ve never seen her look so hurt or vulnerable.” Spike leaned foreword and placed his head in his hands, staring through them at the floor and mumbled to himself, “Fuck. I’m such an ass. I called her a slut so many times, because I assumed she was, cause she wore that outfit…”

Jet places his hand on Spikes shoulder “Just be nice for a while, and apologize.”

Spike smiled ruefully and got up to go check on Faye, in the shower. He could hear her crying through the door, and knocked softly. “Faye? Faye, can I come in for a minute? I promise not to look, I just need to talk to you.”

“Go away. Your jacket’s in your room again already.” Faye said in the toughest voice she could muster for the moment. She kept scrubbing, as hard as she could but she still felt sore and dirty. The bruise on her collarbone was all but forgotten at this point, as the emotional pain seemed so much worse than the physical. The water had been cold for at least fifteen minutes before jet came to the door and knocked, shocking Faye out of her numb silence. “Faye, people need to use the bathroom. Ed’s threatening to use my bonsai’s as her own personal potties if you don’t hurry up.” Faye whimpered through the door and tried to step out of the tub, but caught her leg on the edge and fell onto the floor. Jet heard the thump and immediately opened the door, without even thinking that a naked Faye would be on the ground. He quickly grabbed a towel and covered her body, picking her up and sitting her on the edge of the tub, and wrapping her robe around her as well, guiding her hands through the arm holes gently.

As jet picked up Faye, and carried her out of the bathroom and towards her bedroom, Ed ran into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her, screaming, “I have to peeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!” at the top of her lungs. Spike, hearing the bathroom door came from the living room and watched as jet brought Faye into her room and set her on her bed. Faye curled into fetal position and rolled onto her side, so her back faced both of the men who were checking on her.

“Get some sleep, Faye, we’ll let you know when dinner is ready.” Jet said, dragging a sad and confused looking spike from the room.

Faye slept until about midnight, and then lay in bed thinking the day’s events through. She decided that she wouldn’t let it get to her. And that she would have to apologize to spike, since he did save her, and this time she really had needed the saving. Sighing, Faye got out of bed and padded towards the kitchen, still wearing the towel and the robe she had gone to bed in, though the towel was quickly untying it’s self and slipping down under her robe.

Spike heard Faye’s tiny feet pad past his door and waited to see if he could hear what she was doing. *Kitchen. I should go check on her.* He thought to himself and got out of bed and followed her direction.

Faye had already poured half the sugar bowl into her coffee when spike came up behind her and gently took the bowl from her and set it down. She looked up at him blankly, her eyes soft with confusion and something else. Shaking her head, she began to stir her coffee while trying to think of how she would apologize to spike.

“Look, spike, I’m sorry.” She said quickly, looking up at him and then away, like a shy schoolgirl.

“For what?” spike said, a shocked look on his face.

Faye took her coffee and walked into the living room, sinking into the comfy yellow couch and waiting for spike to do the same.

“For what?” spike asked again as he sat next to Faye, trying to look like he didnt care while still looking into her eyes for some clue as to why she would suddenly be apologizing.

“For everything, really. For your loss, and the fact that I haven’t tried to make it any easier for you. For having to save me today, and always, for you losing your tie to that bounty, and for me being ungrateful about it every time. I’m sorry. I’m also sorry that I bring up Julia in fights. I shouldn’t, and it’s cruel of me…” Faye hesitated, wondering if she should say the rest of what she had to say, but deciding she should, since she’d already started. “I liked Julia, Spike. I barely knew her, but she had something about her. Before… before, I thought she was just some dumb slut who had purposely hurt you and vicious. But when I met her, and I met vicious, I realized that I probably would have done the same thing… so… I’m sorry.” Faye smiled, taking spike by surpise with the sincerity of it, and got up, heading back in the direction of her bedroom.

“Faye, wait. Don’t go back to your room. Come watch TV with me, I promise not to pick a fight..” spike looked at Faye hopefully, and she sighed and went back to the couch, her towel falling out from under her robe half way there, but she ignored it and settled on the couch next to spike.

Turning on the television, he flipped through channels until Big Shots came on. They watched for a while, a bunch of small, worthless bounties were talked about, and finally, the big one of the night, David Mason, wanted for theft, murder, and his enjoyment of blowing up buildings. Spike and Faye smiled as they watched the television. 9,000,000 woolongs. They both knew they were going as soon as they had all the info they needed.

“I’m going to go to bed. I suspect I’ll need my rest for tomorrow.” Faye smiled down at spike as she stood up to go to her room, again.

“Hey, Faye? Thank you… for what you said earlier. It meant a lot.” Spike’s miss-colored brown eyes smiled up into Faye’s radiant green ones, while his mouth and face still tried to portray the bored, uncaring spike. Without thinking about it, Faye leaned down and kissed the corner of Spike’s mouth sweetly.

“Any time, cowboy.” Faye smiled softly as she picked her towel up and went to bed.


~.~

“Ed, we need you to find out everything you can on this David Mason, guy. Ok?” spike asked Ed as soon as he got up in the morning.

“Yup, Yup!” Ed said brightly and turned to her tomato, searching for the latest bounty.

“Eh Fuggigh habe morgings” Faye mumbled from the kitchen as she poured her second coffee. Jet smiled at Faye’s grogginess. She never was a morning person, and her previous statement basically translated in Morning-Faye-speak to ‘I fucking hate mornings,’ but Faye could never quite get out any clear words before her third or fourth cup of coffee and was lucky to get out Faye-speak before her second.

“Me too, Faye, me too.” Jet said as he gently took the sugar bowl away from her, before she used it all up.

“I Found pound mound found him!!!” Ed screamed, grabbing the paper from the printer and playing airplane around the living room, dropping it in spike’s lap as she ‘flew’ by.

“Good job, Ed.” Spike said, smiling as she ran down the hall.

“goog bob eb.” Faye mumbled, gulping down her coffee, trying to wake up faster.

“Looks like we’ll be going to the Lime Light, Tonight, Faye. He likes to dance. Are you up for it?” spike asked and Faye nodded her head, her brain waking up a little more.

~. ~


Faye was in her room and brushed her hair, trying to decide what she should wear. Deciding that this guy was a bit of a pretty boy, she knew she’d have to get extra dolled up. Going to her closet, she started pawing through her clothes, looking for the perfect outfit to seduce her bounty. She found a pair of Capri jeans and a black tank top with a see-through-ish pink flowered shirt with lace at the top and bottom and spaghetti straps and sleeves that were only attached at the armpit, so it looked like they were separate. She pulled it on to see how it looked and it was perfect, the material flowed around her waist and arms, making her look exotic and classy, her perfect siholoutte showed slightly through the fabric when the lighting was right, making her look sexy and daring too. *perfect.* She’d pull her hair back into a messy bun and wear a light shimmery pink lipstick and kohl liner.

Pulling the Capri’s on she started digging under her bed in search of the perfect shoes. She found a pair of stiletto Mary Jane’s with pink piping, the color of the flowers on her shirt around the edges. Perfect. Pulling them on she headed to the living room to figure out the final plan for tonight’s catch.

Jet couldn’t help smiling as Faye walked in, looking better than he had ever seen her look before. “Wow, Faye. You clean up real nice.” Jet said, before heading back into the kitchen to do the dishes. “If you need me, I’ll be here, just use the com and I’ll lead you through whatever you need tonight, ok you two? There’s no point in all three of us going, this guy should be easy enough.”

Spike finally looked up to answer Jet and his words caught in his throat when he saw Faye. *Wow… how is it I never realized how beautiful she was before?* He thought to himself, and then shook the thought away, this was faye, the shrew.

“Ready?” Faye asked spike and they headed to their respective ships.

Once they got there, spike found a seat at the bar and Faye moved out onto the dance floor, Looking for Mr. Mason.

Faye found him quickly; he was possibly the most handsome man out on the floor. She danced by herself a few feet from him and waited for him to notice her and make a move. She smiled softly to herself as she felt his hands sliding up her waist and pulling her closer to him so they could dance together. Faye didn’t resist and gyrated her hips a little more, while sliding her hands up her body and into the air for a moment before bringing them back down and spinning to face her bounty.

Spike scowled a little at the look of happy shock on Faye’s face when she turned to see the bounty up close. She thought he was cute, and spike could tell. He could tell and he didn’t like it one bit. *She has such bad taste in men.* Spike thought, bitterly. *Ugh, he’s just a pretty face. He’s also a BOUNTY. How could she look at him like that? It has to be an act. It has to.* Faye reached up behind the bounty’s back and taped two fingers three times, telling spike to get ready, she was going to lead him outside in five minutes. He scowled again as her hand slid past the place on his back and into his hair. The bounty leaned in to whisper something in Faye’s ear and she smiled, looking down demurely and shook her head no. He whispered something else and she looked back up with wide, innocent eyes. Spike felt something in the pit of his stomach and hated the bounty even more, for being able to provoke that look from her, even if it was fake.

Faye led the bounty outside, glancing once over at spike to make sure he was close behind. She didn’t want a repeat of the previous bounty’s performance. Spike followed them out and they headed towards Faye’s red tail. The bounty leaned in to kiss Faye against her ship and slumped to the ground just before his lips touched hers. Faye smiled up at Spike “thanks. He had bad breath.”

Spike grinned at the fact that she didn’t actually want to kiss him and pulled out his handcuffs and dragged him over to his Swordfish II, tossing him in. “see you back at the Bebop?” spike asked her.

“Sure. Gimme a call if you need anything, ok?”

“Yep.”

By the time spike got home, everyone was already in bed. He went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Heading twards his room he heard movement in the kitchen and headed in to investigate. Faye was sitting with a cigarette, staring absently into her coffee, the sugar bowl emptied beside her. Spike smiled a little and pulled out the chair next to her, sitting down and stealing a smoke from her mostly full pack.

Glancing at Faye out of the corner of his eye spike sighed and caught her attention. “Faye?”

“Yea?”

“Thank you for apologizing to me yesterday. I suppose I should apologize too. I’m sorry for calling you a slut and saying you couldn’t fight. You aren’t, and you can… and you do contribute to the ship. I guess I just like to harass you… it’s fun sometimes, making you mad… you’re kind of cute when you’re mad. But I’m still sorry for hurting you.” Spike mumbled most of his entire appology and took a big drag of his cigarette, watching as the smoke slowly slid from his lungs, making a little heavy cloud in front of him. He looked up to find Faye staring at him in shock.

“Thank you.” She said softly, and he chuckled.

“Can I ask you a question though?” Spike asked, almost shyly.

“Yea, shoot.” Faye said, preparing for the worst, judging from the way spike was acting it was going to be a tough question.

“That guy… the other day…were you really…” spike stopped asking his question and looked up at Faye, hoping she would get it.

“Yes, spike, I’m a virgin.\"

\"How?\" spike asked, confusing faye a little.

\" I don’t know. When you spend as much time in cryo as I did, you don’t exactly feel like doin’ It when you get out, you know? Before I turned into the cold-hearted Faye Valentine, I was a normal girl, it\'s scary to think, but it\'s true. I was saving myself for someone special. I guess even when I couldn’t remember who I used to be, subconsciously, I still felt the same about sex.”

Faye got up and went to the living room, turning on the television and finding some ancient movie, in German, about a girl with red hair, who runs a lot. Spike came in and sat down next to her and they watched the movie for a long time in silence, neither noticing that they were slowly moving towards each other, and that spikes arm was suddenly resting around Faye’s shoulders. Faye ignored the fact that this new position would normally be forbidden territory between them and snuggled into Spike’s chest anyway, sighing contentedly.

*Faye’s right. Julia would want me to be happy. I think that she would have liked Faye… maybe it is ok to like Faye… maybe you can love more than one person in a lifetime.*

Spike smiled to himself and nuzzled the top of Faye’s head before picking up her sleeping form and carrying her into her room and tucking her into bed.

*Sigh… I can’t deny I love him. He’s too sweet when he wants to be. I just wish he could get over Julia and realize he can love more than one person in his lifetime…* Faye smiled to herself and snuggled deeper into her pillows and blankets and fell gently into dreamland.

~. ~


The next morning Faye got up early and grabbed her money-card that spike left off of the counter and headed off to go shopping.

She spent the entire day doing her favorite thing, ducking in and out of shops and spending her money on new clothes, as she was kind of sick of that yellow outfit anyway. Walking past a men’s shop she saw a blue tie out of the corner of her eye and remembered Spike using his as handcuffs for that bounty and not getting it back. She marched into the store and headed straight for the ties. She picked out a nice one that would match his old blue suit and paid for it with what was left of her shopping budget for the day. Faye headed home with a smile on her face. It had been a good day, and now she had something to thank spike for saving her with. A real token of her gratitude, to prove she meant it.

Spike was out when she got home, so she put away all her new things and pulled on the new pajama’s she bought. A black lace tank top with a solid strip of fabric across the chest area, and a pair of black silk pj pants with crème colored polka dots. The tank and pants were both so soft and comfortable; Faye decided that she would have to go buy more so she could wear them all the time.

Folding the tie and putting it in the little box she had asked for she brought it to spikes room and put it on his pillow. The bed was so messy she was afraid he wouldn’t even notice it there. So she went and found some clean sheets and blankets and made his bed for him, placing the box back on the pillow and smiling at her handiwork. As she turned to leave his room she walked straight into a hard chest belonging to a tall person and dropped the dirty sheets and blankets she was holding.

“Faye? What’re you doing in my room? And why in gods name did you make my bed?” spike asked, looking over her and at his pristinely made bed.

“I, um…” Faye stuttered as spike noticed the box on his pillow and walked around her to grab it. He smiled warmly at her when he opened it and saw the new tie. “I didn’t think you’d see the box if your room was a mess, and my present would be lost forever.” She finished, a bit embarrassed and shocked that he had given her a real smile. She had intended to be elsewhere when he opened his gift.

Spike smiled and pulled the tie out of the box. Faye noticed that she had left the tag on and grabbed for it quickly, pulling it off and shoving it into her pocket. Spike laughed at her, thinking about how perfect the woman in front of him truly was.

Faye decided that since she was holding the tie, she might as well finish the job, and flipped up spike’s collar and reached her arms up to put the tie around his neck so she could tie it for him. Spike’s face went serious for a moment as his eyes met hers. His hands slid up her arms and back down, following the line down her waist. He paused for a moment. Faye’s breath hitched in her throat and spike pulled her close to him, running one hand back up her body and tilting her chin so she was looking him in the eyes. She licked her lips distractedly. Spike couldn’t take it anymore; he leaned in and kissed her passionately.

Faye sighed as her lips parted to let him slide his tongue into her mouth. They both felt like they had reached nirvana as the heat rose in their bodies. Faye dropped the tie and tangled her hands in the hair at the back of spikes head. Spikes hands grabbed her hips and pulled her as close as he could get.

She could feel the heat in her body spreading low and condensing in her nether regions. She kissed spike harder, running her hands up his chest and sliding his jacket off his shoulders. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her legs around his waist, carrying her to the bed. As he set her down he pulled away from their kiss and stared into his eyes, searching for something.

“Spike-“ Spike cut her off by kissing her gently and shaking his head.

Spike smiled as Faye began to unbutton his shirt. The kiss was more than enough to convince her that spike was the one she’d been waiting for. She pulled off his shirt and immediately began kissing his collarbone and neck.

Spike pulled her tight to him and kissed her neck and shoulder lovingly, his hand sliding up to cup her breast. Slowly, spike kissed her all over, making her squeal and moan with newfound delight, the lower and lower he kissed. When he reached her sweet spot he licked and sucked her sensitive nub until she screamed, her orgasm washing over her like a flood.

Faye lay back in silence, breathing heavy, wondering where that immense pleasure came from. It had never been like that before. Sure, it had felt good, but it never felt like falling off a cliff before. “Wow.” She whispered softly to herself, while spike wiped his face off and came up to kiss her again. She tasted herself on him and it made her want him even more.

She rolled him onto his back and began to mimic his kisses from before. She got to the waist of his pants and took a deep breath, unbuckling his belt and undoing the fly of his slacks. She slid them off slowly, taking his boxers with them and then crawled back up so she was eye level with his waist. Spike took a deep breath in anticipation and Faye stared at his large cock in amazement. She’d seen a few in her time, sure, but this was defiantly the only one that she could describe as beautiful. She grabbed him from the base and softly licked the tip of his penis. He took in a sharp breath and softly said her name. That was all the encouragement Faye needed and she began to lick his length, testing his reaction, which seemed to grow more and more excited the more she licked and nibbled. Faye slid him into her mouth and rubbed her tongue on the underside of his cock. “Jesus, Faye!” spike sputtered and Faye continued.

Sensing his oncoming orgasm, he grabbed her hair, trying not to pull too hard and Faye began going a little faster. He couldn’t take it anymore and he let go into her mouth, pulsing as Faye tried to swallow every drop.

Faye sat up and looked a bit embarrassed. She wiped the corner of her mouth with her arm and avoided his eyes. Sensing that she was unsure, spike sat up and hugged the naked girl to him, pulling her chin up and looking deep into her eyes, telling her everything she needed to know with those deep, miss colored chocolate pools. He kissed her and they slid back onto the bed together, legs entangling and arms hugging each other tight. Spike rolled over so he was between Faye’s legs and she was on her back, smiling up at him.

“Are you ready for this, Faye? I can wait if you’re not.” Spike said, looking into her eyes, trying to tell her without words that he really did care for her. She smiled up at him and shook her head.

“I’m ready.” Faye wiggled her hips against his, letting her wetness touch his cock, letting him know she was serious. Spike placed the tip of his manhood against her opening and sighed in contentment.

“I know that that asshole bounty broke your… well, the thing is, it still might hurt a little… are you sure you-“ Faye cut him off by pressing her hips into his, forcing his member to slide into her core just a little.

“I don’t care. I’m ready. You’re torturing me. Please, just let me feel you. Please?” Faye asked, her eyes soulful and pleading. Spike obliged and slid into her, watching her face the whole time, trying to make sure he didn’t hurt her or make her uncomfortable. Faye moaned with pleasure and gripped his hips, giving him the ok to carry on. They looked into each other’s eyes as he slid in and out of her, watching each other’s reactions, trying to make it as good as possible for each other.

“Faster.” Faye gasped, when he slid past her sweet spot. Spike sped up and buried his face into her neck, kissing and nipping, the whole time consumed with how much he loved the way she felt, the way she tasted. Faye’s nails dug into his back as she came, arching her back and screaming his name. Spike slammed into her a few more times, but her body was milking him and he couldn’t deny his release any further. He pressed into her as far as he could and let his seed into her body.

“Thank you.” Faye gasped, catching her breath as he pulled her close and rolled them over onto their sides, facing each other. Spike kissed her gently and hugged her close, drifting off to sleep.

~.~


Faye slid out of his arms, and got up to pull her clothes on and head back into her room. Spike woke when she was picking her pants up off the floor “where are you going?” spike asked, his deep voice almost worried. Did she regret it? Was that why she was leaving him?

“Oh… I just thought that you might not want me to…” Faye’s voice faded out as spike sat up and pulled her close to him, kissing her on the forehead.

“Stay with me tonight, Faye. Let me hold you, ok?” spike smiled at her and nuzzled her messy hair.

Faye smiled but didn’t say a word as he pulled her back down into the bed with him and they drifted off to sleep.

~. ~

Faye woke up to strong arms wrapped around her, one acting as her pillow and the other draped over her waist, and a muscular thigh between her own legs. She smiled softly and squeezed her legs a little, hugging his leg in her own before rolling over to face her lover. He was already awake and smiling at her too.

“You’re beautiful when you sleep” he said, smiling lazily.

“mmf.” Faye said, her brain still not completely functioning enough for her to form words.

Spike smiled down at her and decided it was best to say what he was about to say before she could talk anyway. “I think I love you, Faye.”

Faye’s eyes got big and she kissed him, hard. “Love you too.” She said, before snuggling into his chest, smiling widely and falling back asleep in his arms.

Spike smiled and looked down at her, kissing her cheek and snuggling her closer. *Perfect.* He sighed to himself and sunk into the bed, falling asleep again, with the woman he loved in his arms.