Ride me darling, ride me sweetheart I can feel you fixing these scars. Fck away the pain in your heart. You and Spike both have troubled pasts. As days go by, you struggle to hold on. One night while on the Bebop outlooking space, you and Spike, well….you both want to escape. You got him tweaking every single second. That ‘escape’ continues until the early hours in the morning. You wake up with the sheets tangled around you and a shirtless Spike is next to you. The sheets partially reveal his muscular chest, making your heart flutter. You don’t know if you should leave or stay, or if you two will only be an escape to each other. is this all it’s gonna be?*

Spike’s eyes flutter open and his amber eyes look at you “Oh…morning…” he says drowsily, his voice still deep and smooth