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by Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
at February 1st, 2007 (10:44 pm)


He snorted, shoving down the need to cling to the older man, beg him to not let him go.

"What are they gonna do? Chain me to the bed again?"

Swallowed, holding back the need to kiss him again, turning away quickly as he reached for his shirt and boots.

Sat on the bed a second to pull them on, then stood, shifting on his feet as he glanced around the room, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Didn't want to go.

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Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
What To Do

The air seemed to press in on them both so hard that Spike felt the need to roll his shoulders, trying not to look at Lindsey. If he looked at him, he'd never let him leave.

A growl cracked the silence and Spike was over in front of Lindsey in a shot, mashing his lips to his. Snarled into those lips, biting, sucking, claiming every last bit of that mouth he could find.

"You have to go or they'll come looking for you. Gotta be a good boy, at least for a little while longer." Dug his fingers into his lower back, teeth bared in frustration for a moment.

"Gonna be bad enough that you're covered in my scent. They'll take it as a good sign you came back to them, though. Don't need to burn bridges just yet."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 04:07 am (UTC)

His head spun, whimpering into Spike's mouth as his knees tried to give out, his hands scrabbling to grip the older vampire's shoulders.

Needed him so bad.

Moaned soft, back arching into the digging in fingers, hips pressing tight to Spike's as he panted up at him.

Loving the fact he was covered in Spike, that everyone would know it, fuck the consequences. Biting back the words to please make him stay.

Letting his eyes say it for him.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 04:28 am (UTC)
What To Do

Felt like every last bit of him hurt. That he would be the biggest bloody fool on the planet to let him leave.

But he had to. For the time being.

"You have to go, pet." He stroked down Lindsey's cheek. "They finally let you out. To not go back tonight would be a nasty thing to do to them."

Kneaded the back of his neck. "Tomorrow night. Go back and sleep. It'll pass faster than you'd think that way."

Sighing, he brought both his hands to his head, trying to stop touching the boy.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 04:35 am (UTC)

He swallowed again past his tight throat, nodding as he closed his eyes and pressed into the fleeting touches before they were gone.

"I know. I.. I'll see you tomorrow night, then," he said softly, dropping his hands from Spike's shoulders as he stepped back.

Clenched his jaw, turning towards the door.

Needing to go if he was going.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 04:42 am (UTC)
What To Do

It was ripping his heart in half.

Tugged so hard at his hair he was afraid he'd yank clumps right out of his scalp, fighting the urge to slam his boot into something. Wanted to scream, pull him back, sink his fangs in again and again until their blood could barely be considered solely their own.

Watched Lindsey's feet go for the door, unable to look up any higher. Just stood motionless as he let him walk out for a whole day.

Yeah. Most definitely the biggest ponce on the planet.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 04:52 am (UTC)

"What the fuck is this?" He yanked harder at the chain cuffing his wrist to the bedpost, cursing that he'd managed to somehow sleep through it.

"I'm not some fuckin' teenager out past my goddamned curfew, Angel," he yelled, knowing the older vampire would hear him if he was in the building.

Slumped back down, tugging harder at the chain, wondering what the hell vamp powers were good for when he couldn't even use them to get out of something like that.

Had known Angel was pissed the way he'd simply turned and walked away as soon as he had gotten close enough to tell he hadn't had any human blood. Saw his eyes flash, knew he knew.

Hadn't expected this, though.

"Damnit. I didn't hurt anyone," he muttered, chest and throat aching as his body strained to get free, go to Spike. Needing Spike.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 05:01 am (UTC)
Vamp Attack

Spike had worked through half a pack in two hours. Knew Lindsey was awake. Knew it.

Fucking Angel.

He'd done something. Probably chained him down again. What good did that do? Wasn't gonna make any friends that way. But Angel didn't care about showing anyone good faith. Was too "big and bad" for that.

Stubbed out his latest fag and stood up in the basement he'd found. Was practically a loft underground, even had a little bathroom tucked into one corner. No leaks, no windows.

Perfect.

Paced for another few minutes until his agitation got the best of him. Headed out the door with a slam of the door.

Time to find out what they did to his boy.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 05:10 am (UTC)

He sulked, absolutely disgusted.

Felt like he'd been caught with a girl by his dad and gotten grounded, only now he was goddamned old enough to do whatever the hell he wanted.

Angel'd been up once to try and reason with him in the man's pigheaded, clumsy way, ranting about how Spike was using him to get to him.

Hadn't bothered trying to reason back, Angel never had listened to a word he said.

Cordelia had just left with an empty mug of that disgusting pig's blood, offering him an almost sympathetic smile as she made a lame joke about quarantining him because of Spike germs.

Could hear them all downstairs, the murmur of their voices. Yanking again on the chain, he winced at the metal digging and cutting into his skin.

Needed out of here.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 05:22 am (UTC)
Thinking

Was so easy to sneak into through the sewer systems again. Angel really should have these guarded or locked or something.

When he got up to Angel's apartment, he could smell Lindsey as if he was right next to him. Filled his senses, anger and frustration rolling off him in waves.

Such a good boy.

Found him exactly where he'd figured, on Angel's bed. Chained like a bleeding animal. He hadn't even fed off anyone yet, this was beyond uncalled for.

A deadly growl filled his chest as he saw his childe held there, eyes flashing as he tried to get himself to move. But the fact was he was too stiff with sheer rage that he couldn't seem to get his legs to work.

Finally ate the floor in three long strides, bending over Lindsey as he ran his hands down his arms. "You alright, pet?"

Took a long inhale and only sensed the faintest traces of Angel and his cronies on him. They'd barely even been near him.

Like he was a bloody ticking time bomb.

Snarled and devoured Lindsey's mouth, nails digging into his arms. Wanted him free. Now. But as his hands drifted up to test the shackles, he felt his eyes flash yellow.

Of couse Angel would have spelled chains. Who knew when Angelus would want to come out and play again.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 05:30 am (UTC)

Thought he was finally going mad when the craving, burning pressing need stopped and he could smell Spike. Feel him.

But it wasn't a few minutes later that his sire was standing in the doorway, absolutely pissed off. He felt something flinch back inside even as the rest all strained towards the older vampire. Not realizing until those hands stroked down his arms, until he spoke, that it wasn't Lindsey he was mad at.

Barely had time to nod before he was moaning, gasping under the onslaught of his mouth, body straining up towards him.

"I'm fine now," he finally panted out as Spike raised his head, following the blonde's gaze to the chains.

Yanked at them yet again, in futile frustration.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2007 05:39 am (UTC)
Out for Blood

Spike gripped those straining wrists, squeezing slightly. "Shh, shh. These were made to hold Angelus, don't think you're gettin' out of these without a key, sweet boy."

Turned and looked around for the keys, rooting through drawers, but no keys were found. Would ask Lindsey, maybe then he'd try the other rooms.

Came back to the bed, crawling up next to him as he petted and soothed his childe down. No use to him riled and impulsive.

"Did you see where they put the-" Froze and looked up, through the wall almost, attention focused on the lift beyond. Someone was coming down. Someone who wasn't Angel.

They better have a good explanation. Or Angel will have gotten one of his own killed.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 02:10 am (UTC)

He felt a little better knowing even the other vampires wouldn't be able to get out of the chains, had seriously been wondering just how much stronger it was supposed to have made him that he couldn't. Felt the demon subside a little now that he knew it wasn't because he was weak.

Of course, the petting hands helped too and he couldn't help the moan at the other man's touch, body twisting and straining to press in closer.

Glanced up as Spike stopped speaking, his attention on the wall, and after a moment he heard it, too. The heartbeat coming closer. He couldn't tell if it was Cordy or Wes but the look on his sire's face wasn't promising for either.

"Don't.." he started, as the door opened, eyes glancing at Spike pleadingly.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 02:19 am (UTC)
Out for Blood

Spike snarled, veins bluging as he stopped the human dead in his tracks.

Wes stopped dead in his tracks, hands up. "Spike, I presume."

"Too bloody right. What the fuck are you trying to pull." Wanted to rip the throat out of every last thing in this place, but he could feel the apprehension floating off him in waves. These people still meant something to him.

They were lucky.

Snapped his head around to look at Lindsey, eyes blazing. "They have you chained up like a sodding animal. Why can't I kill them?"

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 02:26 am (UTC)

He winced back from Spike's anger, even though he knew it wasn't aimed at him. That primal part of him twisting in his mind kept wanting to appease the older vapmire.

Eyes darted from Spike's to Wesley's, trying to signal with his own for the human to get the fuck out and fast because he didn't trust any small hold he had on his sire to keep them safe.

"It wasn't them. They had nothing to do with this."

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 02:37 am (UTC)

"It was only Him then? They fought and clawed to keep you free, but Angel just wouldn't listen to them?" He shot up from the bed, stalking over to Wesley who was still dead still in the doorway.

He took a long scent of the air, smiling cruelly at the ex-watcher. "You smell like pants-sodding fear and aftershave. If I killed you now, I'd be putting you out of your misery."

Shot his hand out and grabbed Wesley's collar, making him lose his balance and fall into Spike's chest as he ground out the next into the the human's ear.

"If he's gonna insist on coming back to your little shithole, you unchain him RIGHT the hell now. And remember, he's the only reason you're still alive."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 02:57 am (UTC)

"Spi-ike," he groaned out, eyes apologetic as he shrugged helplessly in Wes's direction when the man glanced at him for help.

Tried to keep the fear for the human down, not sure his sire would appreciate it.

"They don't have the keys. There's nothing he coulda done."

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 03:06 am (UTC)
Mood Lighting

Spike released Wesley so hard that the man almost fell into the hall, eyes hard. "Then GET the keys, you little ponce."

Wes groaned and stood, rubbing at his throat. "I can try. Not sure where they are, but I think Angel left them in his desk."

Nodding Spike settled a stony stare on him. "Be a good boy, then. Off with you."

He sneered, an ugly, hateful look. "He trusted your lot. Felt obligated. And this is the thanks he gets."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 03:36 am (UTC)

Worried at his bottom lip as Wes left the room, half releived, half panicking because he knew Angel would be the first place the ex Watcher would go after that, friend or not.

Twisted at the chain again even though he knew it wouldn't do any good.

"There really wasn't anything he coulda done. He warned me to be back before Angel, ain't his fault I got sidetracked."

Bit back the 'Please get out of here before Angel finds you', knowing how it would sound. Didn't want him to think he couldn't deal with him but everything in him strove to keep him from getting himself killed.

Needed him.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 04:18 am (UTC)

Could hear the ponce tromping down the stairs of Angel's feet before he could even smell the bugger.

"SPIKE." Angel stood off with Spike, eyebrows knit together as he stared the blonde down. "Get out. And leave me and mine alone."

"You leave MINE alone, Angelus." He gestured behind him. "The last thing that boy wanted to do last night was come back...here." He said the word like it was trash on his lips. "I practically had to shove him out the door and rip my heart out while I did it. And what does he get?" He shoved at Angel. "Locked up like a rabid Saint Bernard."

Angel growled at him, stalking in again. "You're a bloodthirsty monster, Spike. And Lindsey is just like you. Need to make sure he doesn't hurt anyone."

"That's my sodding problem, not yours! Was a time you would have crowed to the heavens at the prospect." He narrowed his eyes. "But no. Now we get this version that thinks he can save the bloody world."

"If I had done what I wanted, Lindsey would be dead. Just like YOU wanted. So how about you walk away, Spike. Leave him where he might learn to get by without killing."

"Like hell!"

"I'm serious. Get the FUCK out of my home."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 04:48 am (UTC)

He groaned, dropping his head back on the pillow. Everything in him wanting to curl up at the reminder that both of them wanted him dead, saw him as a problem.

Didn't see any way out of this now, should have just never came back. Didn't feel welcome there anymore and it wasn't like Angel was going to just let him leave with Spike to go be a 'bloodthirsty monster'.

Not to mention all the yelling was seriously jarring to his oversensitized hearing he still hadn't gotten used to.

"If you'll unchain a hand and give me a stake, I'll do it myself and save you both the trouble, just to stop listening to you," he growled.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 04:59 am (UTC)
From The Floor

Both heads whirled in his direction, but it was Spike who advanced on him first.

"Don't you DARE talk like that. Last thing I need it you thinking you're anything less than perfect, little Lindsey."

He petted down the boy's cheek, soothing him. Trying to apologize for everything he'd done, for letting himself get riled by Angel of all people.

"Oh spare me the act." Angel started to advance, but was stopped by a hand on his arm. Wes met his eyes, calm, even.

"Let him go. Make him come back at daybreak if it makes you feel better, but you know the chains don't do anything but make you more comfortable."

Angel frowned. "Should make everyone comfortable."

Wes sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I honestly could care less if Lindsey was out on the town or doing a jig around the office, Angel. You're the one that insisted on this." He nodded at the bed.

"And wouldn't you like your bed back sometime this century?"

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 05:13 am (UTC)

His eyes lowered, lashes fluttering down and sheilding them as he rubbed his cheek against Spike's hand in appeasement. To show he was sorry, he hadn't meant it, just didn't want to sit and listen to them go back and forth like he was some pet.

Savored the words, the touches, eyes flickering up a moment to send Wes a grateful look before tuning them both out. Still starved for every moment of contact with his sire after the long, painful week.

Turned his head to press his lips to Spike's palm, glancing up at him.

So focused on only him, he jumped when the key was tossed angrily onto the bed.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 05:22 am (UTC)
From The Floor

"He comes back." Angel growled. "Every night. No exceptions until I decide otherwise."

"And are you gonna keep doing this?" Spike shook the keys angrily, the loud clanging making more of a point than his words did. "Gonna keep him caged cuz you can't deal with your own demons?"

Angel growled and shoved his palm into the wall. "Fine. But the second I can smell human blood on him, he's dead. You hear me?"

"Crystal. You talk too bloody loud for me to breeze out." He turned back to Lindsey, undoing the chains and giving his childe a moment to rub his wrists before hauling him up against his chest.

"C'mon pet, let's get you out of here."

Could feel Angel's eyes boring a hole in his back and he turned his head, meeting eyes with his sire. "Is it the fact that he's mine that bothers you, or is it the fact that you know this is how it should have been?"

Felt old wounds kick up inside him but pushed it down as he turned ack to Lindsey, rocked him a few times before helping him up.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 05:41 am (UTC)

He rolled his eyes, muttering at being negociated over as he rubbed at his wrists. Moaned almost silently at the feel of Spike's body against his, arms wrapping around the older vampire's waist as he drew comfort from the touch.

Tried to ignore the undertones going on between them but he couldn't help but feel the tension, the slight faded pain in his sire.

He nuzzled up under Spike's jaw, shooting a glare Angel's way as the vampire shifted uncomfortably.

After all that had happened, he didn't know why it hadn't occured to him that they both had to have gone through this, that Spike had a sire of his own. Didn't like the thought.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 05:47 am (UTC)

Wrapped an arm around Lindsey's waist, walking them up to Angel as he blocked the door. "You gonna let me go enjoy an evening with my date here, dad? Promise I'll have him home by curfew."

Angel scowled and moved away, leaving Wes nodding at the floor beyond. Headed up the stairs, figured it was as good a way as any now.

Seemed Cordelia wasn't around that evening, which he took as a small blessing. Already dealt with enough of the crew tonight.

"Damn grandesire, thinkin' he can just chain you down and that fixes all his problems..." Shook his head and pulled Lindsey in tighter. "Let's forget about him for awhile. Found a new place, think it will do just fine."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:09 am (UTC)

Breathed in a sigh of relief as they left the building, smiling as Spike pulled him in closer. Felt more content than he probably should, after everything that had happened.

But he'd come for him. No one was dead. Or deader.

Glanced at him and tilted his head. "Yeah? Already?"

Arched a brow, grinning. "Does it have a bed?"

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:13 am (UTC)
What To Do

Spike snorted, hand sliding down as it relaxed and settled on Lindsey's hip. "You think I'd find a place without a bed? Are you daft?"

Truth was it was pretty damn nice. Seemed it got heat through the exposed pipes, floors were finished and even carpeted in places. Landlord must have tried to rent the place out. But since he'd taken care of the landlord, no one should be bothering them for quite some time.

"Think you'll like it. It's....cozy. As cozy as you'll get with me, anyway. Dark. Needs decorating."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:18 am (UTC)

He laughed, leaning into Spike a moment. Unable to get enough of touching him, his touch.

"If it has a bed, I know I'll like it. Doubt I'll even notice the rest of it."

Sad but true, though he never would have admitted it as human. He was fast becoming addicted to this man, being under this man.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:26 am (UTC)
Punk Chest

Spike smirked, tempted to shove Lindsey up against the nearest wall but knowing they would be there soon enough. And if he did that, they'd never get home.

"Yeah, well I'll notice it. One that's gotta live there for the time being, after all. I'll make it livable in no time."

He turned the corner onto the block where his new place was. "And, not far from Angel's little love suite. Can stay longer that way."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:33 am (UTC)

He groaned, head tilting back to stare up at the stars as he bumped hips with him, sliding an arm around that lean waist.

"I changed my mind, I don't wanna go back. Can't we just tell him to go to hell?"

Could remember how hard last night had been, how every step away from him had physically hurt until he'd crawled in bed and fallen unconcious.

Didn't want to do it again, ever again.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:41 am (UTC)
Hello Cutie

"I tell him to do that all the time, pet. Doesn't help."

Guided him downstairs, opening the door with a soft click. Led him into the large loft-like area, closing the door.

"Home sweet home."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:54 am (UTC)

He sulked sullenly for a few moments until curiousity got the best of him, glancing around the open space. Dark, private, much better than a motel room.

Wasn't much but it was plenty and he didn't want to leave it, already.

Shoved down those feelings and turned back to Spike, cocking a brow and smiling. "It's perfect."

Took the step to make them chest to chest, sliding a look at his through his lashes.

"Except I don't see the bed you promised me."

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 07:01 am (UTC)
Chained Smoking

Spike groaned low in his throat, ghosting his lips over Lindsey's sly expression.

"S'not all. C'mere." Took hold of Lindsey's hips and guided him backwards through the basic living area, kitchen nook, bathroom. Around the corner to the other half of the place, the bed and lamp glowing softly in the room.

Turned the boy around, hips still flush with hips. "Will that suffice?"

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 07:10 am (UTC)

He moaned, every step, movement, pressing them closer together, rubbing.

Glanced at the bed, then back to Spike, licking over his lips before sinking his teeth into his bottom one.

Glancing at the bed again and shrugging.

"Maybe. Bed looks a little too firm, though. We should try it out, make sure."

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 07:14 am (UTC)
Punk Subway

"It's like you read my mind, luv." He walked them over, crotch grinding into the soft globes of Lindsey's ass. Dropped him down on the mattress, duster and shirt falling to the floor within seconds.

"If it's too firm, we can just beat it into submission."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:05 pm (UTC)

Groaned, squirming against him until he was dropped down onto the mattress. Kicked off his boots and socks before getting up on his elbows, wriggling over onto his back.

Stared up at Spike through hot, half-closed eyes, licking over his lips. "Kinda want it to be too hard, now."

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2007 06:12 pm (UTC)
Chained Smoking

"Unless the bed's the one fucking you tonight, it shouldn't fuckin' matter."

Crawled up that lithe, squirming body, naked and hard, taking in the sight of the tension in those muscles, the bulge at his groin.

Cupped over that hard length, pressing the heel of his hand into the head. "Look a little pent up, there." He rotated his hand, undoing the buttons on the fly.

"Think someone should do something about that."

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 4th, 2007 06:07 am (UTC)

He moaned roughly, head falling back. Neck arching as he squirmed his hips up against that tormenting hand.

Panted soft as he tried to get control back of his trembling body, hips pushing up pleadingly as the pressure eased with every button.

"Please," he groaned, toes curling into the sheets, teeth scraping over his bottom lip. Needed him so bad.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 4th, 2007 06:16 am (UTC)

Was desperate to have a taste, feel that throbbing flesh on his tongue. Pulled the flaps of those jeans open, crawling down as he nuzzled into the musky scent of arousal and his childe, before sucking the head into his mouth.

Licked and sucked carefully at the tangy skin, moaning as he worked more and more between his lips, hands settling on his hips. Wanted to feel him all the way down, taste every last bit of his boy.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 4th, 2007 07:33 am (UTC)

He yelped, the only way he could describe the strangled, startled sound, sensation so intense his vision went grey a moment. Twisted up, whimpering low in his throat as his hands gripped helpless at the sheets, toes curling hard as his feet dug into the mattress.

Hips jerked up pleadingly, again and again, unable to stop the movement.

"Oh god, fuck.. fuck," he whimpered, voice raw, husky.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 4th, 2007 07:37 am (UTC)
Are You Serious?

Spike groaned so low that it sent vibrations all the way down to his own hips. The way Lindsey was losing control on his mouth, jerking, needing thrusts, made Spike harder than he thought possible.

Worked the jeans down and off Lindsey's legs, then descended back onto that thick length, sucking hungrily as his hand went to those heavy balls under his chin.

Let his tongue flick and swirl in all the senstive places he usually found on himself.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 10:21 pm (UTC)

Keened soft, strangled, at the vibrations the groan sent through his cock, entire body going stiff until they passed, whimpering hard.

Spread his thighs wide, eyes closing as his head pressed back into the mattress, the hand on his balls, tongue flicking along his cock, driving him insane. Was already so hot, dizzy with it, so close to an embarassingly fast orgasm that his breath was hitching hard.

"Pleaseplease.."

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 10:28 pm (UTC)
Mood Lighting

Downed Lindsey to the root, swallowing over and over the thick, hard length there as he rolled those heavy balls in his hand. Could tell the boy was close, very close and wanted to get the edge off, for at least one of them.

Worked his hand deep into the boy's jeans, sliding his fingers into position as he started bobbing for a moment. Stilled with Lindsey once again down his throat, his middle finger sliding home as he swallowed.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 10:38 pm (UTC)

Thought he might have screamed, throat sore a moment later when the world came back and stopped spinning.

Body still shuddering hard, bucking up, making raw wounded sounds that would have embarassed him if he could string two brain cells together to make a thought.

Unable to beleive he'd come that hard, that fast, reeling with the pleasure of that mouth, finger.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 10:50 pm (UTC)
From The Floor

Slid off him with a loud, hungry slurp, panting hard as his hand immediately dropped off Lindsey and ground itself hard into the base of his own dick.

Nuzzled into that softening flesh, nose burrowing into the crook of hip and thigh as he purred, kissing and licking at the thin skin, smelling the blood just under the surface.

He started rubbing himself against the mattress, unable to decide between getting off and making it last or taking his childe hard and fast, sinking into Lindsey in one thrust.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 10:58 pm (UTC)

He shivered, eyes heavy and unfocused as he whimpered soft in his throat, thigh sliding further open as he pressed up against the mouth there, inviting.

Soft purr starting in his chest as a heavy hand blindly sank into Spike's hair. Petting through the strands dazedly.

Mewled, body sensitive against the sheets, the cool skin pressing against his.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 11:05 pm (UTC)

Growled dark and low as Lindsey slid that hand in his hair, a strong sense of pride, need, filling him.

Never knew this was what having a childe was like. Maybe it was the way it was supposed to be, the incurable draw, hunger for his body, blood. Wanted to claim him over and over, every single night, til the end of time.

Shifted as he buried his face harder into that inviting artery, fangs pricking as he growled and rubbed himself harder against the sheets. His fist closed around himself, grinding as he sank his fangs in deep, swallowing that first thick mouthful down as he jerked and came, body practically vibrating as he drank down that blood.

Posted by: Lindsey McDonald (exgoldenboy)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 11:14 pm (UTC)

Gasped and arched, head coming off the bed and falling back with a thump. Moaned and whimpered, hips twisting carefully to not dislodge his sire as his entire body shuddered.

Felt so good, so fucking good, every pull going straight to his dick even as it softened.

Fisted in that soft hair, moaning and mewling.

Posted by: bloodyironspike (bloodyironspike)
Posted at: February 6th, 2007 11:25 pm (UTC)

One, two, three more thrusts against the sheets and he was coming, that arousal-spiked blood and that strong hand in his hair throwing him over the edge.

He moaned and gulped Lindsey down 'til he had stopped coming, lapping the wound closed slowly as he purred and shivered hard at his climax.

Finally drifted up, fingers deftly undoing each button on Lindsey's shirt as he went, licking his lips as he shifted back and kissed his childe, settling between his legs. Pulled back with a sigh, humming low as he nipped at that swollen lower lip.

"Taste so damn good, you know that?"

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