This actually wasn't part of Pike's plan. The sex was something else. It was as much for him as it was for her. Moving from place to place like he did was a lonely life, and even though he had contact with other people, it was never on any meaningful level. For the last decade and change, he'd been lacking in any real human connections, and this made him feel like he did. Even if it was only for a little bit, he couldn't help but give in to the feeling.
Maybe that was why he had so much energy tonight. When he felt her rock against him, he responded in kind, creating a rhythm. His lips dropped lower and lower, until finally her shirt was suddenly in the way. His other hand slid under her shirt and he lifted it up, tugging her shirt off and tossing it aside. He had to lift his face away for a moment to do it, and he took a second to just look at her.
She really was a beautiful girl.
And then he leaned back in, dropping another quick kiss on her lips before securing both hands underneath her, lifting her up a little, and sliding her a little farther down the bed. He leaned forward and began fervently undoing her pants, at the same time beginning to drop kisses down her belly, starting from just under her breasts.
The ironic thing was that Pike usually did things mostly like Faith. But for some reason, the wham-bam wasn't his first instinct this time. Maybe it was because he had gotten to know Faith a little. Maybe it was because he was really starting to like her. He hadn't really thought about it, and right now there weren't really a lot of coherent thoughts running through his head.