In The Closet

In The Closet
By cillaxox

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Cowboy Bebop or the characters used within this story.

“Ed is hungry!” groaned the red headed child as she lay on the floor. Ein was lying next to her whining in agreement.

“Look we either buy parts or we buy food,” Jet said with an exasperated sigh. He had been saying this for the pass fifteen minutes and so far it was not sinking in.

“I don’t see why we can’t just buy both,” Faye replied while she leaned in the doorway picking her nails.

Spike who was stretched out on the couch said, “I hate to admit it, but Faye has point.”

Jet paced the floor while he gently massaged the spot where he felt a headache forming. “How many times do I have to tell you people? Maybe if I explain it this way you’ll finally get it. We either buy parts to fix the ship. Or we buy food and eat only to sit stranded in space where we’ll end up starving to death.”

Faye stood up straight and shrugged her shoulders. “Why didn’t you say that in the first place?” She then walked away calling out over her shoulder, “I’m going to my room. Have fun getting your parts.”

“Yeah have fun,” Spike said as he got off the couch and walked away too.

“Doesn’t anybody want to help me? You know I’m doing this for everybody, the least you guys can do is go with me.” Jet called out after Faye and Spike. “Ah, forget them,” he mumbled to himself as he prepared to leave.

Spike was walking down the hall past one of the many storage closets when he smelled something sweet. He stopped dead in his tracks and sniffed the air repeatedly to make sure he wasn’t imaging things. Once he was positive he really did smell something he threw open the closet door to investigate. As he swung open the hatch he cut on the light switch showering harsh yellow light on the inside of the dark closet. A pair of gem like green eyes widened in surprise and took on the look of a child caught doing something they shouldn’t have been. Spike caught Faye right as she was popping a cookie in her mouth.

“I knew I smelled food! Give me some!” he yelled and at the same he tried to grab the bag from her.

Faye smiled and turned the bag upside down dumping crumbs all over the floor. “Too late it’s all gone.” She then proceeded to make a big deal of chewing the last cookie and smacking her lips after she finished swallowing it.

Spike snatched the bag from her and inspected it for his ownself. “You’re so selfish,” he told her as he threw the empty bag at her.

“Does it look I’m running a charity center around here? I’m only looking out for me.” Faye responded as she brushed crumbs off her clothes.

“You know what you are Faye…” Spike began.

He was interrupted by the sound of Ed running down the screaming, “Wait for Edward!”

Since she was running with her eyes closed she could not see the door to the closet where Spike and Faye were was still open. She ended up running into the door and accidentally closed the two of them inside the cramped space. She was momentarily dazed by the impact, but she quickly recovered and ran along down the hallway after Jet with Ein following her closely.

“What happened?” Faye asked.

Spike let a sigh and told her in a condescending voice, “Ed ran into the door and closed it on us that’s all.”

He put his hand on the handle and tried to open the door, but it wouldn’t budge. Faye shoved his shoulder and told him, “Quit messing around and open the damn door already.”

He tried pulling it harder, but it still wouldn’t open. “I can’t get it to open it must be locked.”

Faye reached around the slim body in front of her and tried open the door her ownself. When she couldn’t do it she told him, “Do something! I don’t want to be stuck in a closet with you.”

“Like being stuck in here with you is my idea of heaven,” Spike said. He tried yanking the door open again. “It’s no use this door locks from the outside. Ed must have locked it somehow. I guess we’re stuck in here until Jet gets back.”

“What did I do to deserve this? Stuck in a closet with an idiot for who knows how long”

Spike slid down and squatted on the floor. “Stop being so melodramatic. All we got to do is wait a little while, they’ll be back in a couple of hours.”

“That’s easy for you to say. You get to have the pleasure of enjoying my company while I on the other hand have you.”

The annoyed cowboy rolled his eyes and said, “Time will go by faster if you shut the hell up.”

Changing the subject Faye asked, “How come you get sit down and I don’t?”

\"If I have to listen to you complaining I’m damn sure going to be the one sitting down.”

The two of them managed to go twenty minutes without saying a word. “It’s hot in here,” Faye said as she wiped some sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand.

Spike pushed himself up off the floor and removed his jacked then dropped it on the floor. He had started unbuttoning his shirt when Faye questioned, “What do you think you’re doing?”

He smiled at her. “Like you said it’s hot in here.” He finished undoing his shirt and let it hang open exposing his finely muscled chest. “Maybe you’ll calm down some if you took off your shirt and cooled off some.”

Faye gave him a scowl and said, “In your dreams Spike it’ll be a cold day in hell before I let you see me naked.”

Spike just laughed and replied in an indifferent voice, “We’ll see.” He squatted again and tried his best to make himself comfortable in the small space available.

Thirty minutes later Faye began to reluctantly unbutton her shirt. She glanced down and saw Spike unabashedly staring at her. She covered her chest with her arms and growled, “Stop staring pervert!” Out the corner of her eye she noticed Spike’s right left hand clasping at something behind his back. “What’s going on back there?”

Spike quickly withdrew the hand. “I just had a scratch.”

Faye rolled her eyes and muttered, “As if I didn’t have enough to worry about. Now I have to deal with fleas.” She tried to turn around, but due to the small space of the closet she ended up losing her balance and fell down on top of Spike.

“Faye there’s no need for you to throw yourself at me like this.”

She struggled to stand, but her balance was completely off. After a several futile moments of flailing her limbs around she gave up. A thin layer of sweat covered her skin. As each second passed more sweat piled up until rivulets streamed down her skin. On the back of her neck one drop was falling so slowly it irritated her. She lifted her right hand to wipe away the annoying drop and ended up clipping her elbow on the wall. Faye screamed in vain, “Damn it all! I want out of here!” She tried to get up one more time. As she tried to stand up she shifted her hips over Spike’s groin then froze. She felt something unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome. “Spike are you…”

She didn’t even have to finish her question for him to answer. “Yep.”

“Why?”

“For a pain in the ass you have a surprisingly nice ass.”

She decided to let the backhanded part of the compliment slide. “I already know that, but it’s still nice of you to notice.”

Spike let out a low chuckle that was ripe with sexual undertones. “You know about my condition, so why don’t you tell me about yours. Are you wet Faye?”

As Spike spoke Faye felt his warm breath spread across the base of her neck and heat her skin even further. If she wasn\'t wet before she certainly was now. She swallowed a lump that was forming in her throat and told him, “Of course not. I’m not even remotely attracted to you.”

The sensuous laugh was back only this time there was a hint of teasing to it. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

Before she could react she felt one of Spike’s strong arms snake around her waist and clamp her against his chest while the other arm dove for her yellow shorts. She halfway fought his attempts, but for the most part she welcomed them. She sighed inwardly as she felt his fingers creep up the leg of her shorts and reach for what lie between her legs.

“I always wonder whether or not you wore panties. It’s a pleasant surprise to see you don’t.”

“Shut up you…”

The rest of her insult fell away the moment she felt two nimble fingers spread her lips and dip inside. His fingers circled around the opening of her pussy. She actually pouted when she felt Spike’s hand retreating. She considered clamping her thighs together to trap his hand, but she quickly rejected the idea. She didn’t want to appear desperate for his touch.

Even without seeing the bounty hunter’s face Faye knew he had a smile on his lips as he spoke. “You little liar.” Spike held his fingers up to Faye’s face. “Look at that. You are wet.”

“So.”

“So that must mean you want me. Don’t worry Faye I won’t tell anybody about what happens in here. What happens in the closet stays in the closet.”

Faye twisted her hips in a seemingly innocent manner. The fact she moved so innocently is what made her movements so enticing. She slightly adjusted herself so that her bottom rested squarely on Spike’s erection. “What makes you think I want something to happen?”

The powerful hand delved in between her thighs and stroked her wetness again. “This tells me that you want something happen.”

This time Faye didn’t bother to hide her desire. She moaned wantonly as Spike’s fingers lavished attention upon her clit. His touch was reminiscent of a feather has his fingertips grazed the sensitive nub. Every time he pressed down a sigh of pleasure escaped Faye. He smiled at her expressiveness. He sped up his touch and elicited even more sounds of pleasure from her willing body. He didn’t stop pinching and rubbing her clit until she had her first orgasm. A deep flush covered her face and neck as she came. She tossed her head back wildly and hit Spike’s forehead with the back of her head. As she cried out in pleasure Spike cried out in pain.

“Hey watch it!” he yelled as he rubbed the sore spot.

In between raspy breaths she told him, “It’s your own fault.”

Spike resumed pleasuring her clit. “I suppose so.”

He gave the swollen bud a final squeeze then moved his roving hand lower. He inhaled sharply when his fingers found what was waiting for them. A thick stream of warm juices had spilled over her puffy lips. He quickly forgot about the ache on his head the moment he sunk his fingers into the well of flesh waiting for him. He stroked the plush walls and listened as he brought Faye to the edge of another orgasm. Right when she was at the borderline between climax and release he stopped touching her. He slid his fingers out and watched as her shoulders slumped in disappointment. He braced himself for the oncoming verbal onslaught.

“You bastard! Why did you stop?! I was about to cum!” She grabbed Spike’s hand and forced it back in between her legs. “You better not stop this time!”

“What if I do?”

“You won’t. You want me bad, just like I want you. Besides what else are we going to do while stuck in a closet?”

Spike reinserted his fingers and renewed fingering Faye with a new vigor. “You finally admit you got it bad for me.”

Faye conveniently forgot her previous admission. “The only thing I admit to is being bored. If you have a better idea about how we could spend our time spill it. Otherwise make me cum now!”

“How can I refuse when you ask so nicely?” Despite the sarcastic tone of his rhetorical question Spike continued caressing her insides. He quickly added a third finger to the other two; he was barely able to get in due to the tightness of Faye’s tunnel. Spike growled into Faye’s ear, “I can’t wait to get my cock in you!”

Faye’s breathing quickened as she approached another orgasm. Her insides clenched the thick fingers as they instinctively stroked all the spots where she was most sensitive. Her toes curled as she imagined what it would be like to have Spike inside of her instead of his fingers. That thought alone was enough to make her cum. She bit down hard on her bottom lip as she felt her whole body tighten up then after several seconds relax. This time instead of hitting Spike with the back of her head she rested it on his shoulder and smiled at him.

She grinded her butt against the front of Spike’s pants then placed his hands on her breasts. She guided his fingers to his nipples and urged them to pinch the rosy peaks. She moaned wildly as he grasped them and twisted the hardened points from left to right. Her hips rocked back and forth over Spike’s manhood and aroused it even further. The tantalizing touches became too much for him. He wrapped both his arms around Faye’s trim waist then planted his feet firmly against the opposite wall and carefully inched the two of them into a standing position. He undid the snaps connecting Faye’s shorts to her shirt then pulled the bundle of fabric down to her knees. He pushed the shorts down to the floor with his foot and spread her shapely legs wide. Faye shrugged her little shirt down to her elbows. Spike watched a bead of sweat run down her spine, he leaned his down and licked up the salty trail. He abandoned her back in favor of his pants. He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor around his ankles.

“Hurry up! Just because I have all the time in the world it doesn’t mean I don’t mind waiting.”

Spike smirked at yet another of Faye’s smart-ass remarks. He didn’t bother with telling her off, because currently he felt the same way as her. The only obstacle remaining between him and sinking his shaft inside Faye were his boxers. He hurriedly pushed them out of the way and prepared enter Faye from behind. He licked his lips in anticipation as he spread her creamy cheeks. The perfectly rounded orbs easily parted and soon the intoxicating scent of her sex filled the cramped space. Spike placed the red tip of his erection at Faye’s willing opening. It took all his self-control not to ram it in one savage thrust. He pushed in carefully easing only an inch in at a time. Once he was fully engulfed in the moist cavern he began a fast pace of thrusting upward into Faye. The way she moaned and begged for more let Spike know it was okay to ravage her tight orifice. Each time he reentered Faye he pushed up with such force he nearly lifted her whole body. She leaned her upper body forward and pressed her backside into Spike’s pounding organ. As he reamed her tunnel his hands groped her bouncy breasts. He massaged the soft mounds, pulling and separating while his fingers claw at them.

“I’m gonna cum!”

Spike continued pounding Faye from behind. “Already?”

To answer his question Faye smothered his cock with her juices. Her fists banged against the wall as the final waves her orgasm overtook her. Once it was over she rested against the wall in front of her. Spike and Faye’s sex was so hot it heated up the cool metal wall.

Spike’s stamina amazed Faye. The way he maintained a constant pace made her head spin as well as cum repeatedly. When her legs went weak Spike held her body up and continued to have his way with her. As he plunged into Faye’s body he growled into her ear. The feral way he claimed her body excited her even more. She felt another orgasm building and judging from the she felt it would be her last one. Every time she felt the urge to let it go she gritted her teeth and rode it out.

With each passing thrust Spike’s movements became more and more wild. He told Faye in a strained voice, “So…close!” His hands clutched whichever piece of flesh that was with in reach and squeezed hard. “Faye!”

Faye let loose what she had been so desperate to hold on to. She moaned loudly and cried out, “Oh Spike!”

Their cries of passion bounced of the walls and filled their ears over and over again. Their bodies writhed against one another and slammed against the walls. After they finished their simultaneous climaxes they slid to the floor. Faye’s orgasm was so intense she momentarily blacked out. The only reason she awoke was because she heard Spike making a joke about how that was a good way to pass the time. She smiled weakly and sagged against his chest. They were both covered with sweat and out breath.

Inside the metal closet Spike and Faye sat on the floor taking in shallow breaths. Not only were they exhaust from they’re previous activities, but the air inside the closet was beginning to get a bit thin. Neither one of them talked, they sat still and tried to conserve what little air remained. They sat in silence and waited for Jet and Ed to come back.

They were on the verge of blacking out when they heard a high pitched giggled go past the closet door followed by barking. A few minutes later they heard heavy footsteps nearing the closet. The two air starved bounty hunters pounded weakly against the door. The pair would have yelled for help too, but the lack of oxygen was taking its toll on their bodies. They continued banging their hands on the door until some opened it from the other side.

“Spike! Faye!” Jet stood above the two them and demanded to know, “What the hell are you doing in here?” His eyes fell upon their half dressed bodies and widened in surprise. Spike’s pants were opened and showed off his limp manhood. Faye was lying on Spike’s chest with her breasts exposed and her shorts were still around her ankles leaving nothing to the imagination. Jet was left speechless as he watched them hold their clothes in place and attempt to fasten undone buttons. After Spike and Faye caught their breaths he asked, “What happened?”

Spike smiled up at his friend from the floor and asked, “What does it look like?”

Faye chuckled then added, “We got locked in a closet and were waiting for you to come back.”

Jet scratched his head in confusion and asked, “Why didn’t you use the emergency release handle?” The older man failed to notice the frantic hand gestures Spike was making. “Spike when you first got here the exact same thing happened. You locked yourself in the closet and couldn’t get out until I came looking for you. I told you about the release handle then. I even painted it with glow in the dark paint so…you…would…see…it.” Jet finally noticed Spike’s hands. He also noticed the way Faye’s right eye was twitching. The mechanic slowly backed away. As he retreated he told Spike, “Sorry about that.” Once he reached a corridor he turned left and ran down the hallway. After seeing how angry Faye had gotten he had no intention of sticking around. Spike would have to handle her on his own.

Even as Jet made way towards his room he heard Faye’s shrieks echo throughout the ship. “You son of a bitch! Spike Spiegel I’m gonna kill you! Get back here you bastard! Don’t run away from me! Spike!”


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A FEW WEEKS LATER…

Hunger had grip the crew of the Bebop once more. The meager rations they had stockpiled had long since run out. They had some money, but once again it had to go to repairing the ship. Jet asked for volunteers to accompany while he bought the supplies. Spike pretended to be asleep, while Faye flat out refused to go and went to her room. Just as before the only ones to go with Jet were Ed and Ein.

After the three had left to go buy the necessary parts Spike decided it was safe to move. He meandered down the ship’s hall not quite sure where he wanted go. As he walked past one door in particular he smelled an enticingly sweet aroma that made his stomach growl. He smiled to himself as he turned on the light switch then opened the door and poked his head inside. Instead of seeing Faye hunched over some food he saw an open bag of cookies sitting on the floor. He looked around the confined space in confusion. On the wall that was directly opposite him he saw a note that read: LOOK BEHIND YOU.

Before Spike could turn around he felt a pair of hands shove his shoulder blades and knock him inside the closet. He already knew who ambushed him. “Ha, ha, ha. Real funny Faye, in case you forget there’s a release handle in here.” Spike reached for the handle, but grabbed at air. He thought he was looking in the wrong spot, but after several minutes of searching for the glowing handle he still didn’t see it. The loud cackle of laughter confirmed his suspicions. He knelt down and examined the spot where the handle should have been only to discover a cut cord.

Spike stood up and banged his fist against the metal hatch. “Let me out of here!” The derisive laughter only grew louder. “Faye let me out!”

The violet-haired vixen finally spoke, “Aww! What’s the matter Spike? Can’t you wait for Jet? I’m sure he’ll be back in a couple hours.”

Spike let a loose a streak of expletives that burned Faye’s ears and amused her even more. “Don’t worry Spike I left a little surprise in there for you. Ta ta.”

Spike listened to her laughter reverberate down the halls and winced at the harsh sound. He had to give her some credit for being so creative. Seeing no use in yelling for help he sat down on the cold floor and decided to wait it out. Out of habit he slipped a cigarette between his lips and as he was about to light it something caught his attention. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a small tube and a purple piece of paper. He examined the note first.


Thanks for the memories. Now how about making some of your own. Have fun!
XOX
Faye


Spike looked at the tube and couldn’t help but laugh. She had given a tube of lube. He was tempted to holler at Faye just in case she wanted to join him, but he quickly squashed the idea. He lit his cigarette and smiled at the memory of Faye sitting on his lap and grinding herself against his cock. Maybe he would have to use that lube after all.