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Ice & Fire	By : NyanKoi Category: +. to F > Cowboy Bebop Views: 1073 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Many times during the evening, she had caught him looking at her.
They were at the hotel bar, him watching the crowd from one side of it, she sipping her drink nonchalantly somewhere twenty feet down from him. She was the bait, dressed in a risqué outfit which left plenty of her cleavage and curve of breasts exposed with slits up to her hips on both sides. It left little to the imagination.
He gave her a signal as he saw the man approach and she got up. It was simple enough to flirt with him, distract him, and lead him to the upper levels of the hotel, to a room she did not have. It went as planned, somewhat workable planning being something they had finally figured out after over a year of doing this. He met them as they stepped out of the lift on the seventh floor, knocked the bounty out easily enough and beyond that, it was just a matter of collecting their money.
“My share?” She raised an eyebrow as they left the police station.
“Yeah I’ll send it to you. At-least let us get back to the ship.” He rolled his eyes, glancing at her. “So impatient.” She could not help but notice his eyes linger a moment at her exposed breasts before moving away.
“Like something you see, Cowboy?” She purred, just to make him uncomfortable.
“Maybe.” He said, making her pause.
He kept going nonchalant, and she caught up with him as he got into his zip craft.
She pondered the extra attention she had received from him all evening then put it out of her mind. Poor fool was probably just horny.
They got down from the crafts together in the hangar but the sexual tension did not fade how it usually did. As they walked in, she was weirdly aware of him and he also seemed alert. They headed toward their rooms walking slower than usual.
She followed him pondering the whole thing. She was curious over how this was going to play out. They reached his door just a little bit before hers. He paused then slowly turned to face her. She was surprised by the intensity on his face. Sexual tension was nothing new between them but this was more than that. He wanted her. It was clear from his face.
She didn’t particularly mind. He was an attractive man and she would be lying if she said she did not had some very unchaste thoughts about him whenever she caught him practising shirtless on the bridge.
Their eyes met. Without looking away, he opened the door and held it open. She took the invitation and stepped in. He closed it behind her and she turned to face him.
His face was expressionless except for the burning in his eyes. They were standing about five feet apart and he took her in, taking his time examining her body with his eyes lingering on her lips, her chest, her hips, like an expeditioner mapping out the areas he was going to conquer. She shivered slightly at the idea of his conquest of these parts of her. Now that they were finally here, she wanted nothing more than for him to take her as he liked.
“Strip.” He commanded.
Her eyes went wide. He said it with complete authority, her compliance a foregone conclusion. She gave him a small nod after a minute. So that was how this was going to play out. “As you wish.”
He moved to take a seat on the bed, watching her expectantly.
Feeling both awkward and aroused, she positioned herself in front of him. She felt shy but also wanted nothing more than to do as he had commanded, get naked for him, every part of her body exposed for him to do with as he pleased.
So she began with very slowly lifting up the slit on her dress and pulling it in, exposing her leg up to the thigh, catching hold of her panties as she pulled, pulling them to the side and exposing what lay under them slowly till the beginning of her slit was visible to him. She could see his eyes widen at her approach to begin there straight. This was usually the last step, the finale of the show.
She smiled with satisfaction at his reaction, which quickly moved from surprise to enjoyment. Letting the skirt fall back in place, she hooked both hands to the sides of her panties and very slowly slid them down, tossing them aside, letting it sink in to him that she wore nothing under the flimsy skirt now. She was open for his access if he just slipped a hand in. Moving forward till she stood right before him, she lifted a leg to place her foot beside him on the bed. From this vantage point, what was inside her skirt was visible to him. Playing the game with her, he leaned back so he could get a better look at it and then, with a smirk, brought up a hand to brush lightly against her slit.
She hissed in anticipation and pleasure as he sunk a finger inside, touching her clit and dipped another two into her opening. She cried out in pleasure as he gyrated his hand so fast it sent jolts of pleasure up her body. As suddenly as he began, he drew back and she sighed in frustration.
The smirk was still there as she opened her eyes and met his.
“Go on.” He said softly. “I want you completely naked.”
Dripping wet now, she felt her arousal tune up further at the words. Stepping back, she cupped her breasts in the palms of her hands and then very slowly peeled back the deep neck of the dress to one side, revealing the hidden mound underneath. She heard the hiss of breath from him at the sight of her exposed breast. Equally slowly, she peeled back the other one and then pushed the bodice off herself completely.
Tugging down further, she let the dress drop from her body. She was fully naked now except for a pair of stilettos and the pearls she had worn with the dress. He made no move, just watched her, eyes traveling over her whole body. He had not removed a single stitch till now. She felt both sexy and a bit conscious as he watched her. Finally, he crooked a finger for her to move closer. She did.
Raising a hand, he cupped her breast and pulled it down till she was bent enough for him to take it in his mouth. She cried out as he sucked it, extremely aware that this was Spike doing this to her. They had played around so much that finally being touched by him this way felt even more erotic to her.
He moved his mouth to her other breast, getting the same reaction again. After a few moments, he moved back.
“On your knees.” He commanded.
She did as she was told.
“You know what to do, Faye.”
She did.
Unzipping his pants and pulling his boxers back, she pulled his member out, already quite hard. She locked eyes with him again. Same intensity…and desire.
Moving her head down to it, she licked the tip and he moaned. Slowly, she licked her way down its length before taking him in her mouth. She sucked and licked as he took a handful of her hair in his hand, his breathing getting ragged. She felt like a complete slut now, his little sex slave for the night. It was exactly what she wanted. He bucked his hips to fuck her mouth and then suddenly pulled out.
“Stand up.”
She did. He stood up too, recklessly pressing his clothed body against her naked one, taking her in his arms to dip his head and capture her in a deep kiss. She moaned against his mouth, her body aware of every spot where he was touching her.
He pushed her back onto the bed.
“Spread your legs.” He said. “Open them wide and keep them that way. Let me see you.”
Slowly, biting her lips, she opened her legs exposing herself to him.
He took in the view appreciatively and then his eyes moved up to her breasts.
“Stay that way.” He repeated softly.
She obeyed, extremely aware of his eyes watching her.
As she did, he began to strip. As the shirt left his body, exposing his hard chest, she felt like pulling him down and sinking him inside her, begging him to fuck her senseless.
Fully naked now, he knelt down on the ground, his head between her legs. Before she could realise what he was doing, his mouth was on her, his tongue slipping into her folds. He was very skilled with it, bringing her through a double orgasm within minutes.
Breathing hard, she lay on the sheets as he stood up. Her legs were still wide open, not even concerned about being exposed any longer. All she wanted was for him to claim her now.
“Fuck me please.” She pleaded.
He was fully erect.
“Oh I plan to.” He grinned.
Moving over her, he straddled her body and then lowered his head to kiss her again. She moaned but before she could realise what was happening, he had caught her hips and jerked her up, lowering his own till his sizeable length sank into her. She cried out, or rather screamed, as he filled her completely.
“I want to fuck you hard, don’t you worry.” He whispered in her ear. “I’ve wanted to since I saw you.”
And he did. One of his hands was on her mouth to muffle her cries so they did not wake their other shipmates. The other squeezed her breast. She had her legs wide open, ankles crossed at the small of his back, feeling his length hit her core again and again. She was close to crashing over again when he suddenly pulled back. She opened her eyes in surprise.
“Turn around” He ordered. “On your hands and knees.”
She complied and he entered her from behind, catching hold of her hair, fucking her like an animal. It was a deeper penetration now and she climaxed hard, clamping down around him. The added stimulation pushed him over the edge and he came too, thrusting a final two times as she felt his semen shoot out in jets within her.
He drew out of her and sank down on the bed beside her, breathing hard. She sank down on her stomach, his semen still spilling out of her.
“Fuck.” She whispered.
“Already did.” He grinned.
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