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Chapter List
- 1-Part I: Tiger Claws
- 2-Part II: Tiger Eyes
- 1
- 2
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Tiger Claws

By Crystal Delphina

Completed: June 28, 2006

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She's an intriguing
creature.
It was sweltering within
the ship. For some unknown reason, the cooling system had malfunctioned,
leaving the sweaty and disgruntled members of the crew to rely on fans; fans
that only served to move the stale, muggy air, in small pathetic currents.
Faye Valentine moved to
target the fan's gentle breezes directly onto her face, trying to ignore the
annoying 'buzz' the device created. She also attempted to disregard the fact
that her white tank top was sticking to her as if it was a second skin.
"I'm leaving. That
damned part is finally in Millin�s shop." She looked up to see Jet walking
out the door towards the hanger bay. "Tell Spike so he knows."
"Sure." She gave
a small wave of acknowledgment of his departure, not bothering to turn to see
him leave.
"Edward�s going too.
Bye byes Faye Faye," came the shrill voice of the young red head bounding
after Jet. Faye halfheartedly listened in as Jet argued with Ed about her
decision of coming along as they both made their way to the bay. She produced a
wry smile when the older man gave up.
Resenting the fact she had
to leave the droning of the fan behind, she departed the couch to deliver her
message to her shipmate.
I know the meaning of
tolerance. Despite what she may think...
"Where has he been
for the past hour anyway?" she mumbled to herself as she walked the halls
towards his room.
She emitted an annoyed
sigh and roll of her eyes when she found he was not residing within the dark
room. She desperately wanted to return to the fan and the small amount of
relief it offered from the heat.
I was only tolerant of
her in the beginning. Honestly, I couldn't stand the woman. Yes, she was
intriguing, but that was all I saw going for her. I sure wasn�t buying the
whole gypsy thing.
It wasn't a surprise when
she didn't find him at the helm of the ship either. Of course he would never be
in some easily located position so she wouldn't be forced to search every room
of the ship. Oh no, because that wouldn't be proper use of his unique abilities
to annoy her to no end. At least she knew she could always depend on those
special talents of his.
I've grown to
appreciate her I suppose. I'd be lying though if I said she was dependable.
The decision to give up
came easily when the level of frustration with the heat and the missing man
were too much to continue bearing. He could come find her. Besides, the
tempting winds of the fan were calling.
That was until she heard
the much closer, much more tempting, sound of running water.
She's an intriguing
creature. However, I suppose all women are filled with intrigue. It's a dirty
weapon they have on their side against the whole species of males. A dirty,
rotten, no good trick.
She stopped outside of the
bathroom door, and then knew exactly where her partner in crime had been hiding
out.
And she is a master of
trickery.
"Bastard," she
hissed through clenched teeth. While she had been suffering the heat, he had
been in the cold water for nearly an hour. She cursed herself mentally for not
coming up with the same idea earlier.
And as you all should
know, to fool the master at her own games is always extremely fulfilling.
Jabbing at the keypad
beside the door with her index finger, the door slid open with a small hiss,
allowing her access to her enemy�s hiding spot. Stepping inside, the much cooler
air assaulted her body, relieving some of the heat within her skin. The sound
of the water became a calming background noise that began to disperse the
frustration that had built up over her relentless searching.
But trickery eventually
leads to betrayal on some level. I�m curious as to how many people she has
betrayed.
Finally, after a few
moments of basking in the mist, she decided to complete her mission of
delivering her message.
I wonder if we're going
to end up betraying each other, now that I think about it.
She took her time as she
made her way to the other side of the room. The shower was located behind a
dividing wall, allowing her to sneak up on her prey without visual detection.
But to betray someone,
they have to have trust in you. I don't trust her.
When she finally rounded
the wall, she was happy to find his back was to her. He was completely
oblivious to the additional presence in his watery solitude.
I can bet my ship that
she doesn't trust me either. So no problems in betrayal should arise as I see
it.
In fact, his hands were
pressed to the wall in front of him supporting his weight as he leaned against
it to allow the water to cascade down his back. Head bent down, eyes closed,
wet curly hair hanging down around his face � Spike would be at her mercy.
But she's sure a lot of
fun. Although she's annoying, it's much more fun with the extra tension in the
ship. All of the tensions between us.
Although she would never
tell him, because the retort would be a smug smirk, she was very appreciative
of his body. She gave a coy smile as the water outlined his muscles further as
they flowed in small rivulets down the crevices created by well-toned muscles.
Water flowed down arms that had helped pin her to beds, down a back she had
held on tightly to many a time, across an abdomen that she had left kisses on,
and down legs that had wrapped around her own. She had come to learn this body
in front of her very well, more so than she had ever imagined when first
meeting it
I kissed her first;
I'll admit it. But it was because she just wouldn't shut up. Kissing her
seemed to be the only reasonable thing to effectively shut her up. I did it
just to shock her, which the kiss had done effectively. But...
He appeared to be sleeping
beneath the shower, his eyes closed and his breath intake barely visible. He
wasn't expecting a thing. He was completely vulnerable. It was her chance to
strike.
I didn�t pull away. I
couldn�t. I was captivated by how a woman with such a foul mouth and temper
could have such soft lips. But her eyes remained fierce with first shock, then
indignation, and finally excitement.
Total relaxation prompted
the man to give a small mental smirk when he knew that the others were
suffering in other various parts of the ship from the heat. It wasn't his fault
he had reached the shower first and that they had never thought of it
themselves.
You must keep an eye
out for her hands. She'll bring one hand up for an unexpected slap, or quickly
switch cards on you so you�re doomed to lose every time.
He was quite content, when
he was suddenly pulled from his mental languidly by the sensation of hands
pressed against his back and moving across his shoulders. He immediately
straightened his stance.
The stakes are too high
for me to lose.
"What are you doing?"
he said sharply as soon as he felt her press her entire body against his back.
She had invaded his privacy, and she knew better. Granted, he had snuck in on
her in the shower a few times, but...well she just shouldn't have.
The first thing she
said to me before we fucked that first time was...
"I'm washing your
back of course. I could see you needed some help," she whispered into his
ear in reply. Although his shoulders had stiffened instantaneously when she
first touched him, she did not let up on her ministrations. When he finally
realized she had no plans on leaving, he relaxed some in defeat.
"I'm not
Julia."
"And I knew you would
want some company since there aren't many bath toys to play with on the
ship," she gave a small chuckle of laughter as she licked the edge of his
ear slightly.
And it wasn't until
that moment that I remembered Julia. I hadn't even thought of Julia as I had
pinned her to the side of her Redtail. Or as I had walked backwards down the
halls still managing to keep our lips occupied with each other's bodies. Or as
I had pressed her against her bed in her room, clothes left on the floor.
"Are you offering to
be my toy for the shower?" he asked back teasingly. He felt her press a
little harder with her fingers on his back, but other than that, she only gave
a huff. It was hard to tell if she was offended or not from his question.
Water pounding down onto
the tile floor filled the void of silence as they both waited. They were both
very well aware to what the answer to that inquiry could entail. The problem of
possession of the other was in question, and equal footing in their twisted
games was at stake.
Julia...
�Think of it as a gift for
the moment.�
Spike gave a small grin to
the wall knowing that Faye was most likely kicking herself for giving in, if
even for a �moment�. �And you know how much I love receiving presents.�
A small laugh from him
followed her barely audible grunt of displeasure.
What I choose to do
with Faye is not concerned at all with my past with Julia. She�s dead.
�Well aren�t you going to
see your present then?� Displeasure evaporated quickly, replaced by usual
smugness in her voice. Hands began to trail down from his shoulders, to wrap
around the sides of his frame and slide down along his chest, the slick paths
burning into his flesh despite the icy water.
He turned around in one
fluid motion, her hands coming to rest upon his back once more with the
movement. Simultaneously, he backed up towards the wall, pulling her against
him, and under the water. Although some of the water had splashed upon her, she
had yet to have been fully submerged under the flow; the tank top that had
previously nearly been considered scandalous due to the heat, turned into
downright wicked from the water.
Mischievous grins were
shared between the two.
She should be fully
well aware of the fact that she�s not Julia. And never will be.
She kissed the hollow of
his neck as his hands instantly went to work on exploring his new� toy. The
drenched barrier of cloth wrapping her most intimate parts in a transparent
cocoon sent his visual senses into an aroused overdrive. Her barely veiled
nakedness was enticing and its effect upon him quickly became apparent.
I enjoy my intriguing
tiger though - Just as she enjoys me.
His hands moved from the
sides of her waist up her flat belly to rest underneath and cup the cloth
covered breasts, thumbs quickly working upon the flesh found there to make her
arousal obvious as well.
With renewed fire, Faye
pressed herself against him, moving her hands from his shoulders, up the back
of his neck locking her fingers in his dark wet curly hair. She used her new
grip to pull his head down, forcing them into a frantic kiss, mouths searching
the other for heightened pleasure.
There�s no farce, we�re
both fully well aware that we�re using each other.
�Spike.� Faye�s breathy
voice between kisses managed to reach his ears despite the rushing water and
the blood pounding in his head.
�What?� he grunted,
capturing her lips again, desperate not to lose contact.
�Aren�t�uh,� his lips
found a new target as he began nipping at the side of her neck, causing her to
stumble over her words from pleasurable surprise. Her head dropped back,
allowing him the access they both wanted him to have.
Just toys.
�Aren�t you going to�ah,�
she let out a small gasp as he continued his ministrations. �Unwrap your
present?�
Just pawns.
�No,� he breathed against
her skin, sending electricity through her.
�No?� She was confused by
his response and desperate to have her clothes removed. The friction caused by
the water, her drenched clothes, and his skin, was all becoming excruciating.
�No,� he said with
finality and all of a sudden his hands moved with lightening speed down her
chest and disappeared underneath the waistband of her wet shorts, his fingers
finding her core. �I want to have more fun with my bath toy.�
She let out a small shrill
cry, her eyes closing in rapture, Spike watched on with satisfaction as she
lost herself within the pleasure he created for her, along with a small wince,
as her nails tore a path down his back.
I worry sometimes about
the possible fallout from our course of action.
Faye felt his left hand
move to the small of her back to help support her against his frame as she lost
the ability to stand properly much less think coherently. His mouth assaulted
her again wherever he could find access to skin.
And of course, she was
fully well aware of where his right hand was occupied.
As I said previously,
her devious hands can land deadly blows when you�re not looking.
�Spike,� she breathed out
repeatedly, her nails digging into his back, red marks and welts beginning to
form despite the cold water hitting them.
�Yes,� he whispered low
into her ear. �my toy?� he added with a emphasizing twist of his fingers.
His response was further
biting into his flesh on behalf of her nails.
I�m not possessive of
her. I swear.
�Looking for release my
dear?� he drawled, momentarily stopping his movements.
�God�s yes,� she nearly
purred, eyes lazily opening to greet his laughing eyes.
�Do I get to have you as a
permanent bath time toy then?�
He saw the defiant flash
in her eyes despite their hazed over appearance and that was all the answer he
needed to the question meant purely for goading purposes.
She�s not Julia.
�The correct response
would have been �Always Spike, whatever you desire�. However, I�ll be nice
today.�
Too aroused to care about
his games, she pulled him down to her by his neck for a kiss.
�Just fuck me Spike.�
I�ll always love�
�With pleasure.�
But she�s not�
Her shorts were gone in an
instant, leaving her naked from the waist down, and suddenly she found herself
against the tile wall directly underneath the showerhead.
Always�I�ll always
love�
Finally, the sweltering
temperatures they�d both had to endure the past few days found relief under
cold water.
This intriguing,
deceptive, tricky, alluring creature� this woman�
He thrust into her, unable
to ignore his arousal any longer and desperately seeking release.
New red welts formed with
his actions.
Beware of her hands�
In mere moments, the two
heat exhausted ship mates were panting against each other, supporting the
other, helping the other find pleasurable climax.
They may deceive you
into thinking that�
With a small scream, Faye
marked the end of their playtime in the shower, and both collapsed against the
wall panting as the water quickly washed away any remnants of sweat that
formed.
False feelings are
true.
�You didn�t unwrap your
present all the way Spike,� Faye panted, managing a small coy grin. Spike
lifted his head from her shoulder to look at her and gave a small shake of his
head in bemusement.
�I suppose I should do
that then. However�I think I�ve had enough of the shower.�
She�s not�They�re
different. Completely different.
�There�s plenty of other
available options. The ship�s empty.�
I�ll always be in love
with�
�What about Jet and Ed?�
�Oh�I forgot.� Faye gave a
small bark of laughter. �The whole reason I came in here in the first place was
to inform you that Jet and Ed left to fetch the part replacement for the
cooling system.�
�You�re sure dependable at
relaying messages, aren�t you?� he said with a snort.
�Shut up lunkhead.� She
turned off the shower and then walked over to fetch towels from one of the
storage compartments against the far wall, enjoying the fact that she knew
Spike was gazing at her form as it sauntered away.
Pulling towels out, she
threw one at him and then began peeling off her tank top to effectively dry
herself off. Hands quickly covered her own though to stop her actions.
�Leave it on,� he
whispered from behind, kissing the side of her neck. �I still want to unwrap my
generous gift.�
She dropped her hands.
�Good answer. You got this
one right compared to your earlier answer to my previous question � my toy,� he
drawled, attempting to provoke her again.
�And remind me as to what
the answer was supposed to be?�
I swear.
�Always, Faye. The answer
was supposed to be always.�
�I suggest you keep
dreaming.�
Always.

Always Part I: Tiger Claws is based upon an original work taking place before episode 15.

Three parts remain for the cowboy.
- 1
- 2
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