Burning Imprints Chapters 9-11
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menomegirlBurning Imprints~ Chapter 9
An Angel In Black
Angel pulled slowly out of Lindsey, wincing when he saw traces of the young man’s blood on his cock. Damn it....did I have to be so rough? I didn’t want it to happen this way. But face it....control and Lindsey do NOT belong in the same sentence. Not when I heard all that need in his voice....
"Angel! Don’t!" Lindsey had felt the change in Angel the moment the vampire left his body. He turned, followed Angel’s eyes to the man’s softening penis, saw the blood and knew Angel was feeling guilty.
"Don’t what?" Angel looked up at Lindsey.
"Don’t start feeling guilty, especially aboutthat!" Lindsey said pointing to Angel. "Nothing happened here that I didn’t want to happen or that I didn’t expect to happen....or that I didn’t enjoy. I asked you for that, remember?"
"That may be, but I didn’t have to be so rough," Angel quietly said.
"Right now, Angel, that’s the only way it can be. Let’s face it, gentleness and tenderness ain’t part of what we are. It never was. I knew that when I called you," Lindsey said.
Angel locked eyes with the young man who appeared so concerned over the guilt he couldn’t help but feel. "It can be, Lindsey."
Okay.....he feels guilty.....and damn those puppy dog eyes of his. "Maybe……Someday. But today ain’t that day. We have too much to punish each other for right now."
"Punish each other? Is that what you think I'm doing here? I've come to punish you? Lindsey, don't you think you have been punished enough?"
"Okay, maybe punish isn't the right word, but still, I think you get my drift," Lindsey replied.
Angel sighed. More for appearance than for necessity. Seriously, can the man be more infuriating? "Lindsey, obviously we need to talk and I really can’t have that conversation right now, not with the smell of blood –– your blood –– hanging around.” Angel smiled at the little play on words. “So could you please point me to the bathroom and let me get cleaned up first.”
Lindsey pointed the way and watched Angel walk away. Bending down and retrieving his own clothes, he redressed and sat on the sofa waiting for Angel's return. He heard water running and laid his head back and closed his eyes. Dammit, didn’t realize he planned on taking a shower. Sure, Angel....make yourself at home.
Angel paused just inside one doorway of the bathroom, and stared. One corner of the room was taken up by a large Jacuzzi tub. Angel grinned as he walked over to it. Made to fit the corner, sunk into the floor, and easily accommodating to two people, Angel turned on the taps and adjusted the temperature. As the tub filled, Angel scanned the rest of the room, taking in the double vanity sink and pausing at the double wide shower in another corner of the room. Only a sensualist would have a bathroom like this. Lindsey’s been holding out on me. Angel turned back to the tub and turned off the water. Lighting the candles he saw on the corner of the tub and laying out two big, fluffy towels, Angel slid the door closed behind him and went in search of a certain lawyer.
Angel paused and stared at the young man relaxing on the sofa. He looks like I feel....lonely. Very lonely. Why are you alone, Lindsey? Angel shook his head ridding himself of all the questions. As of right now, Lindsey, you are not alone……not anymore. Someday……somehow……I will see you happy, starting right now. I hope.
Lindsey jumped when he felt Angel slip a cool hand into his warm one. He looked up at Angel and watched as the vampire leaned over and placed a cool, and oddly comforting, kiss on his forehead.
“Come with me.” Angel said, smiling, pulling Lindsey off the sofa.
"Where?"
"For God's sake, Lindsey, must you always question me on everything? Just once, trust me. Now, come on.” Angel turned and headed back to the bathroom, tugging a hesitant Lindsey behind him. When they reached the bathroom door, Angel turned back and smiled mischievously at the young man and reached over and began unbuttoning Lindsey’s shirt.
“Angel, what are you doing?”
"Shhh, taking off your shirt, now close your eyes."
“Why?”
“Because I have a surprise and you’re overdressed. Now please, close your eyes and keep them closed, no matter what. If you peek……well, I guess I’ll have to bite you.” Angel said with a smile, both on his face and in his voice so the young man could hear the playfulness in its tone.
Lindsey closed his eyes and sighed when he felt Angel’s fingers ghost over his skin as each button popped open. He flinched slightly when he felt Angel’s cool fingers slide across his chest, blunt nails lightly grazing each nipple and coming to rest on his shoulders. Fighting to keep his eyes closed as he felt Angel’s hands gently massaging down each arm and feeling his shirt slipping off to puddle at his feet. Okay, Angel has this seduction thing down to an art. This feels incredible.....Oow! Lindsey heard Angel’s swift intake at the same time searing pain shot through his upper arm. Lindsey’s eyes flew open as he jerked away and he looked accusingly at the vampire.
“Oww! Shit Angel, what was that for? My eyes were closed.” Lindsey reached over to touch the bruised flesh.
Angel caught a flash of black on the young man’s arm then looked back at the slightly burned flesh of his palm. “Lindsey……what did you do?”
“What do you mean what did I do? Felt like you bit me.” Lindsey leaned past Angel and slid the bathroom door open. Pushing past the vampire, Lindsey walked over to look at his arm in the mirror. All he saw was the other constant reminder of why he left L.A. As if the scar around my wrist wasn’t enough.
“You burned my hand.”
“How the hell could I have burned your……hand?” Lindsey turned to look at the vampire and froze taking in the sight before him. Bath drawn, towels laid out, and candles everywhere. Holy shit.....what is he doing?
Angel looked up from his hand to the reflection in the mirror. "When did you get that?" Angel asked pointing to the cross entwined with a very familiar looking……angel? on Lindsey’s upper arm.
Lindsey looked at his arm then back to the tub, “The night I left L.A. I wanted to……” Lindsey faltered.
“Wanted to what?” Angel was overreacting and he knew it but he couldn’t seem to help himself. “Hurt me? Tell me that you didn’t do this to hurt me.”
“Hurt you, Angel? How the hell was I supposed to hurt you with this? I never expected to see you again. You told me to never come back- and why does this have to be about you? Maybe I wanted-?”
“The angel, Lindsey. That’s the agency’s logo. So now tell me how this isn’t about me. Besides, you had it blessed, or else I could touch it.” Angel interrupted, not wanting to be reminded of that night. Standing there watching the young lawyer drive off was one of the hardest things he had done. “Why did you do it? Why would-“
"I wanted to remember." Lindsey interrupted quietly, pleading in his eyes for understanding and space. Please, don’t push this. Not here....not now. Whatever you had going on here.....I want it.
Angel saw the look in Lindsey’s eyes but chose to ignore it. He had never seen the lawyer this……open. Lindsey was always so tightly controlled, showing little if any emotion, giving nothing of himself away. Angel was at a loss as to how to handle this newly revealed vulnerability but he knew that Lindsey would close back up if he relented so instead he pushed on. “Remember what, Lindsey? The pain of L.A.? The evilness of Wolfram & Hart? All the material things that you had to give up? Am I getting warm here?”
“YOU!” Lindsey ground out, visibly upset at having to reveal that.
What?? Angel reeled back as if Lindsey had slapped him. He stood staring at Lindsey unsure of what to say. “Wh……wh……what?”
“Dammit Angel, I wanted to remember you.”
Angel felt the anger slide out of his body and the beginnings of something warm taking its place. Reaching over and grabbing the waistband of Lindsey’s jeans, he hauled the young man to him and planted a kiss on Lindsey’s lips. His flavor was distinctive, staggering, and each taste was a shock to the senses. Angel felt Lindsey’s tongue meet with his own and engage in a short battle for control before feeling the young man give in and lean into the kiss.
Trailing his fingers across and down Lindsey’s chest, Angel found the silky ribbon of hair that descended into soft, worn denim and lower. When Angel stroked it lightly he could feel the muscles of Lindsey’s belly jump in response. The evidence of the young man’s excitement brought a heady kind of thrill.
A dizzying spiral of heat swirled through Lindsey, turning him boneless. He couldn’t have stood without Angel’s support. Angel’s mouth was laying claim to his own with tongue and teeth, leaving him breathless. Lindsey sensed a hint of desperation in Angel’s hands as they popped open the buttons of his jeans, one right after another. Angel’s hands slid back around and into the jeans to cup Lindsey’s ass, kneading it gently.
“You have the firmest, tightest ass I’ve ever felt.” Angel whispered, before letting go and sliding Lindsey’s jeans and boxers down to his ankles. Angel slid around to stand behind Lindsey and nodded his head towards the tub. “That’s for you. I was a little……forceful earlier and I thought this might help with the soreness.”
Lindsey smiled, “I’m fine. You didn’t have to do this.”
“Yeah, I did. I shouldn’t have taken you like that but this isn’t just about that. It’s about the past. We can’t change it but we can learn from it. I learned that I wanted you, a little too much for my comfort, and so fighting with you was easy. Watching you hurt though, that wasn’t so easy.” Angel laughed softly, “Hell Lindsey, nothing about you was easy, but……” Angel paused and nudged Lindsey towards the steaming water, wrapping an arm around the young man’s waist as Lindsey kicked off the clothes at his feet. “but I find that I still want you and I’m sorry that I couldn’t have found a better way to show it.”
Lindsey turned and just stared at Angel, sort of in shock. Couldn't believe Angel seriously meant what he'd just said. Lindsey closed his eyes and thought hard about that. Could he let it go, the pain which had been the greater part of him for the last several years? If he let Angel do this, he would be losing what had driven him for so long.....but maybe in doing so, he would gain something finer to replace it. He sighed deeply as he made his decision, and he let the sweet hot flush he'd been fighting finally settle into him. Along with the flush of desire this time, Lindsey felt a tightening around the area of his heart. He was not sure it could be termed pain....but...was this the something real he'd wanted?
He opened his eyes to see that Angel’s gaze had never left his face. "Yeah, I’m sorry too." he softly said.
Burning Imprints~Chapter 10
Impulses
Angel let out a deep breath he didn’t even know he was holding in and reached out and caressed Lindsey’s handsome face. He watched as the young man gave him a shy smile and place his warm hand atop Angel’s cool one, and felt his heart jump when Lindsey turned and placed a kiss in Angel’s hand. Angel, halfway in love with Lindsey already, knew he needed to slow down and let the young man catch up, so putting his free hand on Lindsey’s shoulder he turned the young man back towards the tub. “Better get in before the water gets cold.”
"Only if you get in there with me," Lindsey said.
Angel looked at the man for confirmation. "Are you sure?" How can he want me near him after what I just did?
"Angel, I'm really not sure about anything right now, but I know I want you with me, right here, right now. So get in the damn tub. Besides……you're softer to lean on,” Lindsey softly said.
Angel smiled as he stepped into the tub before Lindsey. He reached out and grabbed the young man's hands and dragged him into the tub with him. Lindsey hissed when Angel pulled him down to sit in front of him in the steaming water.
"Damn Angel, are you trying to boil me?"
"Sorry. I like it hot. Only way to feel warm."
"I guess."
"Is it too hot?"
"I don't know, I'll tell you in a minute." Lindsey leaned back against the vampire and was slightly surprised to find that Angel's skin was still cool regardless of the almost scalding water they were both immersed in. He slid further back, wanting to feel as much of Angel as he could. Angel's arms slid under his and wrapped him in a cool embrace. Why is it that this feels so right? And what happens now? Where do I -we-go from here? Why is he here? Does he really care about me or is this just a way to appease a guilty conscience? Making Amends? Is there a 12 step program he has to follow to right his wrongs with the Powers? And where does that leave me?
"Lindsey." Angel whispered into Lindsey's ear. "Quit thinking. There will be enough time for that tomorrow. Tonight is for this - for us. Now relax, please."
Lindsey closed his eyes, forced himself to relax and just let himself feel the vampire. He concentrated on the feel of the water which surrounded them both, and discovered the heat no longer bothered him. The contrast between the heat of the water and the coldness of Angel's body was creating a strange comfort zone. And the desire he felt was still there, but it was muted now. Angel's hands were soothing him, petting him, making him want things that actually had everything and yet nothing to do with sex at the same time. He had never thought the vampire would even think about touching him so softly, so gently....almost reverently.
Angel pulled his right arm out from under Lindsey’s and ghosted a finger above the tattoo –– tracing the cross without touching it. He could feel heat radiating from it in his fingertip and a familiar headache was beginning to throb behind his eyes. Wonder if he feels anything?
Lindsey shied away from Angel’s finger. “That tingles……in a pins and needles kinda way,” He remarked, answering Angel’s unasked question. “Do you feel anything?”
“Heat……intense heat. I was wondering if it was just you or the cross itself. Want to tell me about it?” Angel dropped his hand and wrapped his arm back around Lindsey and focused his eyes on the young man’s face.
“If I said not really –– would you let it go?”
“Not really –– no.”
“Figured as much.” Lindsey sighed as he slid more comfortably back in Angel’s embrace, steadfastly refusing to look at the vampire’s face.
“It was impulse, really. Done in anger and spite. I was okay with leaving but your little visit and parting gift got me pissed off all over again. I was almost to the freeway out of town when I get pulled over and the officer asks me to step out of the truck. So I do and I’m thinkin’ this is it. This is probably one of Wolfram & Hart’s goons and I’m about to disappear.” Instead, he walks me to the back of the truck and asks me what that is all about. Really Angel, was Cops Suck the best you could do?”
Angel shrugged and gave Lindsey a squeeze. “It was an impulse.”
Lindsey smiled and entwined his fingers with Angel’s. “Yeah, whatever. Anyway, it worked. But after..”
“Wait. What worked?” Angel interrupted.
“The sign. You always have to have the last word……well, you got it, for all of about 20 minutes. As soon as I talked my way out of the ticket and tore the sign to pieces, I headed for the highway. I passed a place on the way and that put the idea in my head. Next thing I knew I was parked in front of an ex-client’s place and your business card was in my hand. I walked in, told him what I wanted and walked out about 2 hours later with what I thought was the ultimate Fuck You, Angel on my arm. I wanted the last word this time.” Lindsey tensed a little and waited to see what Angel’s response would be. Please, don’t be mad, Angel. This is so....nice. You being here with me feels so good....so right. Don’t let this come between us. Don’t...
“Then?” Angel whispered in Lindsey’s ear, interrupting his thoughts.
“Then……what?”
“Lindsey ––I can’t touch it. I’m not sure why but I am assuming its because you’ve had it blessed……or something. And that requires forethought, almost as if you were expecting me.” And if you were, did you really think I’d hurt you?
“I was at first. I kept asking myself Why would Angel go and do something that was no doubt going to get me pulled over? Did he want me to get mad enough to go back and confront him? Was he waiting for me? Anyway, when I didn’t go to see you –– part of me expected you would come to me.”
Lindsey paused, waiting to see if Angel would confirm or deny his suspicions. When Angel didn’t say anything he forged ahead with the rest of the story –––– wanting to get it done as soon as possible. "Anyway –––– after I got here, I ran into a law school buddy of mine. He asked if I would be interested in a partnership at our own firm. I threw myself into it. Worked so much so that I barely remembered to eat, much less anything else. Then about 6 months ago, I started getting restless and edgy. The firm was doing great and we added another partner, so I started doing a little pro-bono work. Helping everyone and everywhere I could. That worked for about a month, then the dreams started. Little snippets of my past flashing behind my eyes, and it all involved Wolfram & Hart in some manner. I figured that they found me and cast a spell to slowly make me crazy, so I went to see a priest."
"Are you Catholic, Lindsey?" Angel said, curious.
Lindsey shrugged and laughed lightly. "Hell Angel, I couldn’t even remember the last time I went to church. But there I was, and the priest was suggesting that we start at the beginning. I was christened, and when I made my first confession. Father Michael wasn’t shocked, he believed everything I told him. He’s the one who wanted to bless the cross. He said the voice within told him it was important he do so, and he always heeded that voice. He told me I was forgiven my sins, and that prayer would comfort me. He gave me a rosary, which I still have, but...."
"What?" Angel said.
"I just don’t believe forgiveness comes that easy, Angel. Or maybe it requires faith, and that’s something either I never had or lost long ago. Anyway – when the dreams changed, I quit going. I knew that if I was dreaming about you, then Wolfram & Hart must have succeeded and I was crazy. Especially with the dreams I was -AM- having."
"When did those start?"
“About a month ago. Why?”
“Just curious.” That’s when I took over at Wolfram & Hart. But what does that mean? My dreams started shortly after......How does Lindsey fit into the new scheme?
Lindsey turned and looked directly into Angel’s eyes. “Look Angel, I’m sorry about the tattoo. I didn’t know……I didn’t know……” Lindsey trailed off, completely at a loss as to what to say.
Angel's eyes never left Lindsey's face. He knew he was staring but he couldn't seem to help himself. Hell, Angel...quit acting like a teenager with his first crush. But damn....he’s just too damn gorgeous not to look at. He smiled and then leaned down and buried his face in the young man's neck. Angel felt Lindsey begin to tense up and pulled back and whispered in his ear. "Shh. It's okay. I'm not going to bite you, although it's tempting. You just smell so damn good. Red-blooded American male, it's rather intoxicating."
Lindsey smiled as he relaxed back into Angel. "I'll have to take your word on that, Angel. I wouldn't know. But are we okay? We can get around this, right?” Lindsey watched as Angel bent down and kissed his shoulder and then felt as Angel moved back to his ear.
"Yeah, but - why me, Lindsey?" The vampire quietly asked.
Lindsey didn't even try to pretend that he didn't know what Angel was asking. He no longer wanted to play games with the vampire. Something was happening here, to him, to them, and only together would they figure out what it was. He turned his head so that he could see Angel's face, "Honestly Angel, I don't really know. But.....I do want you. And I'm not sorry I called you, nor am I angry about what just happened. I just wish I knew why you were here."
"Linds-"
"I know that I'm not making a whole lot of sense here, but these last couple of weeks haven't made much sense to me, either. Here I am, back home and doing good. Great, actually. Started up my own firm, was playing my guitar regularly, and just staying busy. No time to think about LA or……you. Hell, up until about a month ago I hadn't given you a second thought. Then-"
"Lindsey. I'm sorry about the way that ended. I-"
"Shut up for a sec. Geesh. I'm not sorry, Angel. I had to leave. If I hadn't left then one of us was going to end up dead and the way my luck was going……well, I would have bet on me. I didn't want to die and……never mind. Anyway-"
“What Lindsey? Never mind what? Honesty, here Linds, you said that. Tell me."
Lindsey paused. Am I ready for this? All this honesty? Oh, well....nothing ventured, nothing gained. What dumbass ever said that?!?
"Linds-"
Lindsey sighed, "Ok, ok. I didn't want to die and……you were never going to accept me after all that had happened. Even though I had left Wolfram & Hart, you would have kept watching and waiting for me to screw up, and I probably wouldn't have disappointed you. You told me once that I had to change, well.... I have, but I had to get away from you to do it. If I would have stayed, I wouldn't have changed just to spite you."
Angel smiled at the man, "I can believe that. I think that was one of the first things about you that grabbed my attention, your stubbornness. You were never afraid to face me."
“Hell, Angel. I was more afraid of my reaction to you than of you yourself. I wasn't ready to admit that I found you attractive or what my body felt when I was near you. And to admit to myself that I liked it when you hurt me or that I got off on you vamping out....that's the hardest damn thing I've ever done."
"You like pain, Lindsey?" Angel asked, his voice lower now, slightly aroused. I can’t believe he admitted that. Didn’t think he had the nerve to. What other surprises has he in store for me?
Oh crap....maybe I shouldn’t have said that. " Maybe...a little...I don't know. It's not really a kink I wanted to explore until I met you. All I know is, every time you had your hands on me, we both know it was to hurt me. Well, now we both know it turned me on. But you know, all things aside, I probably would have passed on the whole losing my hand thing."
Angel looked down at Lindsey's arm. The scar was still there, a faint reminder of the pain they had dealt each other in the past. Lindsey followed Angel's gaze and lifted his hand up, making a fist with it then relaxing it. "I guess I lied when I said that I hadn't really thought about you. Every time I see this scar I thought - think - about you. And I've looked at this scar everyday since I left."
Angel took Lindsey's hand in his and brought it to his lips. He placed a single kiss over the scar on the inside of Lindsey's wrist. He felt a small shudder pass through Lindsey and smiled fleetingly. Entwining their fingers together, he let their hands drop back down into the water. "Lindsey, I can't apologize for this. Cordelia's life was in jeopardy and you didn't really seem like you wanted to help. Maybe there was another way but I didn't feel moved to look for it."
"I know that, Angel. I know I acted like I hated you, but it was always myself I hated. I hated what I'd become, the things I'd done to you...to them...to her. And I can't apologize because the things I did....those things can't be forgiven. So I look at this scar every day, I think about you, and every day, I remind myself that I may not be forgiven, but maybe I can be redeemed."
Angel gently pushed Lindsey forward so he could slide around and face him. He took the young man’s face in his hands and forced Lindsey to look at him. He needed to look into Lindsey’s eyes and watch his reaction to his next question. “Is that what you want Lindsey? Forgiveness? Redemption? Do you think I can give that to you?”
Lindsey’s eyes locked with the vampire’s. He knew that Angel was looking at him……watching him……waiting to see if he would lie to him. But Lindsey was through lying, to himself, to the man in front of him, to everyone. “Yes.”
Angel watched as Lindsey stared him down, then smiled at him. He knew that Lindsey was telling the truth. He loosened his grip on Lindsey’s face but let his fingers caress the man’s face before dropping his hands back down to take Lindsey’s hands in his own. “But I can’t give it to you, Lindsey. You have to do it on your own and yes, it’s hard. Redemption comes with work, atonement, righting wrongs. Forgiveness comes with compassion and never forgetting those you hurt.”
“What about those who hurt me?”
“Forgive them, for that’s one way to learn compassion. But with that forgiveness can come guilt and that my friend, is sometimes the hardest part of redemption.”
“Have you forgiven me, Angel?”
Angel smiled at Lindsey, “Yeah. Just don’t do any of it again, okay. Now, the water is getting cold, what say we get out of here and go someplace warmer and a lot more comfortable like maybe……your bed?”
“Thought you said this was the only place where you felt warm.” Lindsey said teasingly.
“I lied too then, cause there is one more place where I felt warm,” Angel said leaning in to kiss Lindsey’s lips.
“Where was that, Angel?” Lindsey asked nipping at Angel’s bottom lip before sucking it into his warm mouth.
"Inside you, Lindsey. I've never felt anything that damn hot under me before. And I would very much like to feel that again - but only if you want to.”
Lindsey blushed, and his breathing increased, and his heart....felt like...stopping. Oh my God. "As long as you return the favor. Remember, new at this?"
“Trust me Lindsey, you will be inside me in more ways than one.”
Angel kissed Lindsey once more and then stood up and stepped out of the tub. After briskly drying off, he turned to help Lindsey and found the man behind him reaching around for the other towel.
“Bedroom is right through that door, right behind you.” Lindsey said smiling as he leaned over to plant another kiss on the vampire’s lips and take the towel from his hands. He watched as Angel took a much unneeded breath. “Why the breathing, Angel?”
“Because you’re smiling,” Angel said placing a gentle kiss on Lindsey’s forehead, “and it’s beautiful.”
Lindsey blushed again, took Angel’s hand and led him into his bedroom.
Burning Imprints~ Chapter 11A
Sanctuary
Angel let Lindsey lead him into the bedroom and there he paused. The slight smell of wood and leather tickled his nose and the sight before him was one to behold. Soft light from a lamp on night stand displayed a room only a man would have. The king sized sleigh bed was a rich mahogany and had soft leather pillow-like inlays in the headboard. The matching night stands and armoire along with 2 comfortable looking leather chairs completed the furnishings in the room. There were various pieces of artwork scattered about the room.
Lindsey turned back to see why Angel had stopped and smiled at the rapt expression on the vampire’s face. Following Angel’s eyes, he tried to see what Angel saw. This was his room, his sanctuary, something he had never shared with another person and now he was sharing it with Angel. Shit, what does that mean? He is-scratch that-WAS my number one enemy and now I’m sharing my bedroom with him? Fuck that, I’m about to share my BED with him. Lindsey boy, you are one twisted little man, you know that, don’t....
"Lindsey," Angel watched as Lindsey jerked his head up and looked at him, "you’re doing it again."
"Doing what?"
"Thinking. I thought we had decided to not do that until tomorrow."
"No, Angel, you decided that." Lindsey smiled and walked over to Angel and grabbed the towel at the vampire’s waist and tugged on it lightly. He could feel the head of Angel’s cock with his fingertips, and leaving his hand right where it was, he pulled Angel over to the bed.
"Lindsey, we need to get something straight here."
"Oh yeah, Angel," Lindsey ran his thumb down the length of Angel’s hard cock and began nuzzling Angel’s neck, licking and nipping all the way up to his mouth. "Seems to me that you’re already straight here."
Angel grabbed the back of Lindsey’s neck and pulled him away, so he could think clearly. He looked into Lindsey’s eyes, saw that passion had darkened them to a deep, rich shade of blue Dark blue looks good on him. What I wouldn’t give to keep him like this, forever. Make him truly mine.
Shaking off those thoughts he turned back to the problem at hand. Which, at the moment, was Lindsey’s hand stroking him, teasing him, bringing him out to play. He’s gonna kill me at this rate. But....he feels so damn good, his hand is so damn warm. Don’t really want this to end right now. But if he doesn’t slow down, he’s liable to find himself face down on that bed, before he’s ready.
Lindsey watched as Angel drew in a deep, ragged, unneeded breath. He started to pull off the towel, but stopped when he felt Angel’s hand atop his own, halting his movements.
Angel saw the question in Lindsey’s eyes and answered it before Lindsey could say it aloud. "Just stop for a minute, please."
Not wanting to give Angel time to regroup, but rather wanting to see the vampire lose control, Lindsey resumed his thumb stroking. Rubbing his two fingers against Angel's now weeping cock allowed Lindsey to lubricate the head and his fingers, working the foreskin, so he could stroke Angel's full length from the inside of the towel while his thumb worked Angel from the outside.
"Lindsey, dammit, you are going to kill me."
"Doubt that, but if you want to see how close we can get, well hell, I’m on board."
"Fuck, Lindsey. I mean it! Stop for a second. Let me say this."
Lindsey stopped his ministrations to Angel’s cock and just held the vampire carefully in his hands. He looked up into Angel’s eyes. "Say what, Angel? Don’t you want me?"
"Lindsey, I want you very much, but I don’t want a repeat performance of the earlier show. I don’t want to hurt you again, ever again. I was too rough and you didn’t deserve that. I want this -"
"What do you want, Angel?" Lindsey interrupted. "And just what do I deserve? Tenderness, happiness……love? I never expected those things, so for me to be without them is no loss. Personally, I thought that you and I wanted the same thing."
"Which would be what, Lindsey?" Why doesn’t he think he deserves those things? What makes him think that?
"To no longer be alone, to be able to call someone home... no matter where you are,” Lindsey answered.
So, Lindsey.....are you ready? Ready to come home....with me? Angel stared at the man before him and wanted to ask him to clarify that remark but Lindsey’s hands on his cock was making all rational thought exit his brain and letting pure feeling enter.
Lindsey pulled the towel from around Angel’s waist and let it drop to the floor. He stepped back and just stared at the man. "You know for a dead man, you are really hot. I wonder how many more out there look like you, I may have to check that out."
"Over my dead body, Lindsey. No one, and I mean no one, dead or alive, better ever see you this way. You’re mine now." Angel punctuated each phrase with a firm kiss.
"Hell Angel, the way I see it, you’re already dead...so that sorta makes that Over my dead body thing kinda null and void. But…………" Lindsey swooped in and kissed Angel before the vampire could utter a word of protest. "Let me finish…………But right now,You, Angel, are the only person I want, dead or alive."
Holy shit, he’s serious. He wants me, after all I’ve done. This is....good....right? No....no, it’s not....this is soooo not good. It’s too much, too soon. Isn’t it? Oh shit, and Angelus is right here, right under the surface of my skin. He wants Lindsey, as much as I do. Oh, fuck. There’s going to be blood shed here tonight. I just hope I can make it my own. He needs to be warned.
"Lindsey, you need to know something. Things might get a little…………out of control here and that scares me. I don’t-"
Lindsey put two fingers against Angel’s lips to quiet the vampire. "Angel, would you please shut up and fuck me?”
"Problem is that I don’t want to fuck you, Linds. I want to make love to you." Angel sucked Lindsey’s fingers into his mouth, laving each one thoroughly with his tongue.
Lindsey’s eyes widened, his mouth dropped open and then closed as if his words were stuck in his throat. Oh, god. What’s he saying? Am I ready for that? Am I ready to become Angel’s lover?
Angel watched as a myriad of emotions flitted across Lindsey’s face. He saw shock, confusion, maybe a touch of happiness, and excitement. And the smell…………the smell of Lindsey’s arousal nearly knocked him off his feet. He smiled at the young man and placed his hands on Lindsey’s shoulders and gently pushed him down to the bed. "See Lindsey, it doesn’t always have to be about pain. We don’t always have to be about pain. Yeah, I won’t deny that I enjoy pain and Angelus…………well, the more the better. But I am a demon and you are not. Pain has its place, it’s just not here, not right now."
Angel crawled up Lindsey’s body and straddled the young man and leaned down to capture Lindsey’s lips with his own. Still reeling from Angel’s announcement, Lindsey held himself still and unresponsive. But when Angel’s tongue gently probed along his lips, seeking entrance, he relented with a sound that was part sigh and part moan, opening his mouth in wordless invitation.
Angel took a moment to savor’s Lindsey’s scent, a musky, woodsy, spicy smell that he knew every nuance of from past encounters, then dove in for an even more intimate taste, slowly mapping every nook and niche of Lindsey’s mouth, tasting, teasing, tempting.I think I could get seriously addicted to this....to him. Just kissing Lindsey makes me feel warm and strangely comforted. I know I could do this for eternity.
Angel’s hands traveled over Lindsey’s chest and abdomen, touching him, caressing him, methodically arousing him. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to get enough of this man.He feels so unbelievably right beneath my hands. Could he really be the one? Angel began kissing and licking his way down Lindsey’s body, following the path his hands had just taken, his cool tongue leaving a wet trail along warm smooth skin. He paused, looking back up at Lindsey, "Think we can lose this now, don’t you?"
Angel gently tugged open the towel still wrapped around the young man’s waist and watched as Lindsey’s cock sprang free. He watched his face as the blush appeared. Wondered how the man under him could be so damn brazen and so damn innocent at the same time. The combination of fire and ice was driving Angel insane. He could see confusion in those blue eyes again, then Lindsey whispered, "Angel, I...maybe we shouldn’t do this. I....why are you looking at me that way?"
“Because Lindsey McDonald, you are an enigma. You blow hot and cold all at once, but you can’t hide what your body is saying to mine. I know just how aroused you are, Linds," Angel said. He touched his hand to the young man’s face, caressing it softly. "You honestly don’t want me to stop, do you?" And underneath your desire you’re afraid. But not of me. No, never me. I’m beginning to believe you’re afraid of yourself.
The gentle touch of the vampire chased away all lingering doubt within Lindsey’s mind. "No, I don’t. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything in my whole life as badly as I want you, Angel."
Burning Imprints~ Chapter 11B
Erotic Answers
Angel smiled. "Just close your eyes, Lindsey," Angel softly said. "Stop fighting yourself, don’t think, just let yourself feel."
Lindsey closed his eyes and gave himself over to the vampire, enjoying the sensation of strong fingers stroking across his chest, massaging taut muscles, soothing the tension away. He arched into the touch, a small cry not unlike a sob escaping his lips when he felt Angel’s lips brush gently over the skin of his neck. Angel noticed again the sensitivity of Lindsey’s neck, but didn’t linger on the thought.
Angel took his time, exploring every inch of Lindsey’s body with fingers and tongue, tasting him, smelling him, learning him. He was fascinated with the man underneath him and watched transfixed as Lindsey’s muscles rippled under his ministrations. Everywhere he touched he felt hot, firm yet pliable skin, almost as if Lindsey’s body was made to mold itself in Angel’s hands, around Angel’s body. Mine. He’s mine. Now, how do I convince him of that?
Lindsey moaned quietly when Angel pushed his legs apart and settled between his thighs. The heat of desire he felt was incredible. He felt like he was truly on fire. And all the way down his body, he felt little electric shocks where Angel’s cool lips found his overheated skin.
Lying almost flat between Lindsey’s legs now, Angel gave himself over to his senses of taste, touch, and smell. The scent of Lindsey’s arousal was like an aphrodisiac to the vampire. So much so that he buried his nose in the light brown curls at the base of Lindsey’s cock and took a deep breath, enjoying the spicy, musky fragrance. Then wrapping a hand around the warm shaft, Angel began placing feather light kisses on the velvety skin.
Angel slowly ran his tongue around Lindsey’s erection, and then down and back up the length of his shaft. Lindsey softly moaned. As he flicked his tongue over the head, teasing the slit and tasting Lindsey’s pre-come, Angel felt fingers winding through his hair, heard that husky voice utter a strangled “Oh god....yes, please, Angel.”. It had been so long since he had wanted to taste another man so intimately, and he craved Lindsey with a passion that surpassed anything he’d ever known.
With a small sigh, Angel took Lindsey’s whole length into his mouth. As he gently suckled on the young man’s cock, he reached for his balls and began fondling them, wanting to memorize the weight and feel of them in his hand. Lindsey shivered as Angel's cool mouth wrapped around him. He moaned softly and his breath became a little ragged as he rocked up into the gentle sucking. Feels good. Feels so damn good. "Angel," he whispered, "harder, please. Do it harder."
Angel felt the change in Lindsey before he heard the words and knew the man was close to coming. He released Lindsey from his mouth and smiled when he heard more words, words of disappointment this time, coming from the young man.
"Nononono…………Don’t stop, Angel…………so close…………please!" Lindsey begged.
Angel, wrapping his hand around Lindsey’s cock and stroking him, leaned up and watched, mesmerized, at the young man underneath him. Head back, body arched, hips moving in time with Angel’s hand, Lindsey had lost all inhibitions, and it was a sight to behold. He’s fucking beautiful. I shouldn’t be the one to see him like this, I haven’t earned it. But....here I am. What makes me special? Who hurt him in the past? Darla? Angel felt a fierce protectiveness towards the man who was rapidly taking residence in his heart and vowed that nothing, and no one would ever harm Lindsey again. Angelus’ growl of approval brought Angel back to the moment at hand.
"Lindsey, do you have anything in that night stand there?" Angel asked, motioning to the small table next to the bed, easily within Lindsey’s reach.
"Like what?” Lindsey softly answered.
"Lotion, lube, anything that might make this a little easier, less painful, and a whole lot more enjoyable."
"Oh...yeah," Lindsey answered, a blush flooding his face once more.
Lindsey reached into the drawer and took out a small bottle of lube and handed it to the vampire. Angel arched his eyebrow in question, but didn’t ask. Flipping open the bottle, he poured a small amount into his palm, then placed the bottle off to the side, out of the way, but still easily within reach. Angel leaned back down between Lindsey’s legs and took Lindsey’s hot length into his cool mouth once more.
"Oh shit, that feels good," Lindsey said, as his body arched into the coldness that was burning him up. He wound his fingers into Angel’s hair once more, fighting the desire to push Angel’s mouth onto him harder. He wanted to slowly ride this out, but he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. It felt too damn good.
Angel continued to suck Lindsey's engorged shaft as he slowly inserted a finger into Lindsey's passage, gently massaging to stretch and relax him. When Lindsey didn’t hesitate or shy away, he slowly inserted another finger and he began pumping them in and out slowly in rhythm with the movement of his mouth. A gasp of delight from Lindsey when Angel stroked across that spot inside the man that he knew was the prostate, urged Angel on. Stroking that spot again, receiving yet another gasp and the fingers wrapped in his hair began pushing him further down onto the cock in his mouth.
"Oh fuck, Angel." Lindsey hoarsely moaned, all his concentration on the fire Angel had created with his mouth, and the shocks of pleasure from the vampire's fingers inside Lindsey's body had him hovering over the edge.
Angel licked the underside of Lindsey’s shaft, then sucking him back into his mouth; he inserted a third finger into the tight passage and began growling low in his throat, creating a sensual overload to Lindsey’s body.
Lindsey yelled and fisted his hands in Angel’s hair as he came, his warm semen pouring out of him and into that greedily sucking mouth. Angel swallowed it all and then licked Lindsey clean. Leaving his fingers inside Lindsey, he let the young man’s cock slip from his mouth and looked up at him, smiling when his eyes met the dark blue ones staring back at him in disbelief at what he’d just done.
"Holy Shit!" Lindsey said.Damn! When he says he’s gonna do something, he fucking does it. Guess the phrase “safe sex” doesn’t mean much to a vampire, but....holy shit! Do you think he knows I’ve never had anyone actually do that without a condom on before? Judging from that sly grin....yeah, the fucker knows. Holy shit!
Angel’s smile turned into a toothy grin. "Told you I’d have you in me...one way or another." Angel moved up enough to kiss Lindsey full on the mouth, sharing the taste of the young man with him. Lindsey felt his whole body blush. Not giving Lindsey time to recover, Angel began slowly moving his fingers inside the young man’s body, gently stroking the sensitive spot, taking him higher, seducing him back to raw desire again. "I want you, Lindsey. I want to be inside you. Do you want that, Linds? Do you want me inside you?"
Fuck, Angel, you already are. Can’t you see that? You’re in my head, my heart, under my damn skin, you’re everywhere. Lindsey’s head screamed, none of it out loud. Noticing Angel had quit moving his hand, Lindsey realized Angel actually wanted a response from him, but the young man was afraid to say anything, in fear of what he’d blurt out. So, he decided actions would speak louder than words. Reaching over and grabbing the bottle of lube, Lindsey poured some into his hand and took Angel’s erection in his hand. He ran his fingers lightly over Angel’s cock, loving the feel of satiny skin and throbbing hardness. Sliding back the foreskin he massaged Angel’s pre-come into the head.
Angel was losing control – fast. Lindsey’s hands were driving him to the edge. He wanted –no, needed-- to be inside the young man when he came, so Lindsey’s explorations would have to wait.
Reaching underneath Lindsey, he grabbed the back of the young mans thighs and pulled him up and positioned himself so that the head of his cock was pressed against Lindsey’s slicked, stretched opening. Angel leaned over and kissed Lindsey, then slowly pushed past the twitching ring of muscle and into the silken heat beyond. Oh, god....he’s so damn tight. Feels so good.
Angel held still, waited patiently for a sign to continue before repeating the movement. Lindsey had sharply inhaled at his entrance, but hadn’t tried to pull away. Lindsey looked into his eyes and softly said, "I’m ready now." The relief Angel felt at the feel of Lindsey relaxing around him would have dropped him to his knees, had he been standing.
As Angel began to move in and out, he heard a quiet little moan. His heart did an odd little flip flop. Angel could hear tiny, breathless moans and gasps coming from Lindsey every time his cock rubbed against that sensitive spot deep inside the man. It drove Angel crazy, made him move faster, harder, and then changing the angle so he could shove more of his length inside Lindsey’s enticing heat. And Lindsey was moving in unison with Angel now, creating a strange yet familiar connection between them.
Angel looked down and noticed Lindsey’s cock was hard again. Using one hand for balance, he took that silken hardness in his hand and began stroking him. Gently at first, then gradually getting a little rougher as he felt the pressure slowly rising within him.
Angel could feel the demon clawing at him from within. It wanted to taste Lindsey, to mark him, to turn him.I promised him no pain. I won’t hurt him again....not that way. But god....I can smell his blood pumping under the surface of his skin. I can feel the heat of it. No....no....no. I won’t bite you, I won’t. No blood.
Lindsey felt the jerky, seemingly out of control movements Angel was making on his cock and looked up at the vampire. He realized Angel was fighting his demon for control. If the yellow tinging the chocolate brown eyes wasn’t enough of a clue, the fangs were. He could hear Angel’s quiet murmurings of no blood, no blood...
Lindsey, following some deep instinct, placed his left hand, his own hand, over the vampire's heart. He met Angel's eyes with his own and softly said, "Stay with me, Angel. I'll help you. What can I do? I don’t know what to do. Tell me what to do."
"Touch me, Lindsey, squeeze me. Hard."
Lindsey ran his hands over Angel’s chest, savoring the feel of the vampire’s skin under his hands. He gently rubbed Angel’s nipples, and then tugged on them. Levering himself up on one hand he replaced the hand with his mouth. Tongue and teeth, licking and biting at Angel’s body. Moving up to Angel’s neck, he began kissing and nipping at the distended vein he found there. Angel moaned and started pounding into him even harder. The sounds he made excited Lindsey to a fever pitch. He started teasing Angel with his teeth.
"Lindsey…………oh…………fuck……………………yeah……………………that’s it……"
Lindsey felt his own orgasm building and ran his hand back up to Angel’s left nipple and pinched it hard, causing Angel to slam deep inside of him. Lindsey’s orgasm ripped through him, and instinct rode him again, making him sink his teeth into Angel’s neck, breaking the skin. Tasting blood. Angel’s blood. Feeling Lindsey’s teeth in his neck sent Angel following Lindsey over the edge, spilling his seed into Lindsey’s silken heat.
Lindsey was reeling from everything that had just happened. His thoughts were a confused jumble, and when Angel leaned down, pressing his lips to his own, Lindsey kissed him back with a fervor that surprised the vampire. The taste of his own blood in Lindsey's mouth was something else Angel hadn't expected from the encounter with the lawyer. He broke the kiss off and looked down at the man under him.
"Holy shit, Lindsey."
"Yeah," Lindsey said.
"I mean....Holy shit." Angel repeated.
"I think we got that one covered, Angel," Lindsey cockily said.
Angel slowly smiled at him. "So Linds, did that answer your question?"
Lindsey couldn't remember anything right now beyond the last few minutes. "What question?"
"I thought you wanted to know what it would feel like if I screwed you until you couldn't move?"
Lindsey grinned as he recalled asking that. "Damn good answer," Lindsey said, smiling.
An Angel In Black
Angel pulled slowly out of Lindsey, wincing when he saw traces of the young man’s blood on his cock. Damn it....did I have to be so rough? I didn’t want it to happen this way. But face it....control and Lindsey do NOT belong in the same sentence. Not when I heard all that need in his voice....
"Angel! Don’t!" Lindsey had felt the change in Angel the moment the vampire left his body. He turned, followed Angel’s eyes to the man’s softening penis, saw the blood and knew Angel was feeling guilty.
"Don’t what?" Angel looked up at Lindsey.
"Don’t start feeling guilty, especially aboutthat!" Lindsey said pointing to Angel. "Nothing happened here that I didn’t want to happen or that I didn’t expect to happen....or that I didn’t enjoy. I asked you for that, remember?"
"That may be, but I didn’t have to be so rough," Angel quietly said.
"Right now, Angel, that’s the only way it can be. Let’s face it, gentleness and tenderness ain’t part of what we are. It never was. I knew that when I called you," Lindsey said.
Angel locked eyes with the young man who appeared so concerned over the guilt he couldn’t help but feel. "It can be, Lindsey."
Okay.....he feels guilty.....and damn those puppy dog eyes of his. "Maybe……Someday. But today ain’t that day. We have too much to punish each other for right now."
"Punish each other? Is that what you think I'm doing here? I've come to punish you? Lindsey, don't you think you have been punished enough?"
"Okay, maybe punish isn't the right word, but still, I think you get my drift," Lindsey replied.
Angel sighed. More for appearance than for necessity. Seriously, can the man be more infuriating? "Lindsey, obviously we need to talk and I really can’t have that conversation right now, not with the smell of blood –– your blood –– hanging around.” Angel smiled at the little play on words. “So could you please point me to the bathroom and let me get cleaned up first.”
Lindsey pointed the way and watched Angel walk away. Bending down and retrieving his own clothes, he redressed and sat on the sofa waiting for Angel's return. He heard water running and laid his head back and closed his eyes. Dammit, didn’t realize he planned on taking a shower. Sure, Angel....make yourself at home.
Angel paused just inside one doorway of the bathroom, and stared. One corner of the room was taken up by a large Jacuzzi tub. Angel grinned as he walked over to it. Made to fit the corner, sunk into the floor, and easily accommodating to two people, Angel turned on the taps and adjusted the temperature. As the tub filled, Angel scanned the rest of the room, taking in the double vanity sink and pausing at the double wide shower in another corner of the room. Only a sensualist would have a bathroom like this. Lindsey’s been holding out on me. Angel turned back to the tub and turned off the water. Lighting the candles he saw on the corner of the tub and laying out two big, fluffy towels, Angel slid the door closed behind him and went in search of a certain lawyer.
Angel paused and stared at the young man relaxing on the sofa. He looks like I feel....lonely. Very lonely. Why are you alone, Lindsey? Angel shook his head ridding himself of all the questions. As of right now, Lindsey, you are not alone……not anymore. Someday……somehow……I will see you happy, starting right now. I hope.
Lindsey jumped when he felt Angel slip a cool hand into his warm one. He looked up at Angel and watched as the vampire leaned over and placed a cool, and oddly comforting, kiss on his forehead.
“Come with me.” Angel said, smiling, pulling Lindsey off the sofa.
"Where?"
"For God's sake, Lindsey, must you always question me on everything? Just once, trust me. Now, come on.” Angel turned and headed back to the bathroom, tugging a hesitant Lindsey behind him. When they reached the bathroom door, Angel turned back and smiled mischievously at the young man and reached over and began unbuttoning Lindsey’s shirt.
“Angel, what are you doing?”
"Shhh, taking off your shirt, now close your eyes."
“Why?”
“Because I have a surprise and you’re overdressed. Now please, close your eyes and keep them closed, no matter what. If you peek……well, I guess I’ll have to bite you.” Angel said with a smile, both on his face and in his voice so the young man could hear the playfulness in its tone.
Lindsey closed his eyes and sighed when he felt Angel’s fingers ghost over his skin as each button popped open. He flinched slightly when he felt Angel’s cool fingers slide across his chest, blunt nails lightly grazing each nipple and coming to rest on his shoulders. Fighting to keep his eyes closed as he felt Angel’s hands gently massaging down each arm and feeling his shirt slipping off to puddle at his feet. Okay, Angel has this seduction thing down to an art. This feels incredible.....Oow! Lindsey heard Angel’s swift intake at the same time searing pain shot through his upper arm. Lindsey’s eyes flew open as he jerked away and he looked accusingly at the vampire.
“Oww! Shit Angel, what was that for? My eyes were closed.” Lindsey reached over to touch the bruised flesh.
Angel caught a flash of black on the young man’s arm then looked back at the slightly burned flesh of his palm. “Lindsey……what did you do?”
“What do you mean what did I do? Felt like you bit me.” Lindsey leaned past Angel and slid the bathroom door open. Pushing past the vampire, Lindsey walked over to look at his arm in the mirror. All he saw was the other constant reminder of why he left L.A. As if the scar around my wrist wasn’t enough.
“You burned my hand.”
“How the hell could I have burned your……hand?” Lindsey turned to look at the vampire and froze taking in the sight before him. Bath drawn, towels laid out, and candles everywhere. Holy shit.....what is he doing?
Angel looked up from his hand to the reflection in the mirror. "When did you get that?" Angel asked pointing to the cross entwined with a very familiar looking……angel? on Lindsey’s upper arm.
Lindsey looked at his arm then back to the tub, “The night I left L.A. I wanted to……” Lindsey faltered.
“Wanted to what?” Angel was overreacting and he knew it but he couldn’t seem to help himself. “Hurt me? Tell me that you didn’t do this to hurt me.”
“Hurt you, Angel? How the hell was I supposed to hurt you with this? I never expected to see you again. You told me to never come back- and why does this have to be about you? Maybe I wanted-?”
“The angel, Lindsey. That’s the agency’s logo. So now tell me how this isn’t about me. Besides, you had it blessed, or else I could touch it.” Angel interrupted, not wanting to be reminded of that night. Standing there watching the young lawyer drive off was one of the hardest things he had done. “Why did you do it? Why would-“
"I wanted to remember." Lindsey interrupted quietly, pleading in his eyes for understanding and space. Please, don’t push this. Not here....not now. Whatever you had going on here.....I want it.
Angel saw the look in Lindsey’s eyes but chose to ignore it. He had never seen the lawyer this……open. Lindsey was always so tightly controlled, showing little if any emotion, giving nothing of himself away. Angel was at a loss as to how to handle this newly revealed vulnerability but he knew that Lindsey would close back up if he relented so instead he pushed on. “Remember what, Lindsey? The pain of L.A.? The evilness of Wolfram & Hart? All the material things that you had to give up? Am I getting warm here?”
“YOU!” Lindsey ground out, visibly upset at having to reveal that.
What?? Angel reeled back as if Lindsey had slapped him. He stood staring at Lindsey unsure of what to say. “Wh……wh……what?”
“Dammit Angel, I wanted to remember you.”
Angel felt the anger slide out of his body and the beginnings of something warm taking its place. Reaching over and grabbing the waistband of Lindsey’s jeans, he hauled the young man to him and planted a kiss on Lindsey’s lips. His flavor was distinctive, staggering, and each taste was a shock to the senses. Angel felt Lindsey’s tongue meet with his own and engage in a short battle for control before feeling the young man give in and lean into the kiss.
Trailing his fingers across and down Lindsey’s chest, Angel found the silky ribbon of hair that descended into soft, worn denim and lower. When Angel stroked it lightly he could feel the muscles of Lindsey’s belly jump in response. The evidence of the young man’s excitement brought a heady kind of thrill.
A dizzying spiral of heat swirled through Lindsey, turning him boneless. He couldn’t have stood without Angel’s support. Angel’s mouth was laying claim to his own with tongue and teeth, leaving him breathless. Lindsey sensed a hint of desperation in Angel’s hands as they popped open the buttons of his jeans, one right after another. Angel’s hands slid back around and into the jeans to cup Lindsey’s ass, kneading it gently.
“You have the firmest, tightest ass I’ve ever felt.” Angel whispered, before letting go and sliding Lindsey’s jeans and boxers down to his ankles. Angel slid around to stand behind Lindsey and nodded his head towards the tub. “That’s for you. I was a little……forceful earlier and I thought this might help with the soreness.”
Lindsey smiled, “I’m fine. You didn’t have to do this.”
“Yeah, I did. I shouldn’t have taken you like that but this isn’t just about that. It’s about the past. We can’t change it but we can learn from it. I learned that I wanted you, a little too much for my comfort, and so fighting with you was easy. Watching you hurt though, that wasn’t so easy.” Angel laughed softly, “Hell Lindsey, nothing about you was easy, but……” Angel paused and nudged Lindsey towards the steaming water, wrapping an arm around the young man’s waist as Lindsey kicked off the clothes at his feet. “but I find that I still want you and I’m sorry that I couldn’t have found a better way to show it.”
Lindsey turned and just stared at Angel, sort of in shock. Couldn't believe Angel seriously meant what he'd just said. Lindsey closed his eyes and thought hard about that. Could he let it go, the pain which had been the greater part of him for the last several years? If he let Angel do this, he would be losing what had driven him for so long.....but maybe in doing so, he would gain something finer to replace it. He sighed deeply as he made his decision, and he let the sweet hot flush he'd been fighting finally settle into him. Along with the flush of desire this time, Lindsey felt a tightening around the area of his heart. He was not sure it could be termed pain....but...was this the something real he'd wanted?
He opened his eyes to see that Angel’s gaze had never left his face. "Yeah, I’m sorry too." he softly said.
Burning Imprints~Chapter 10
Impulses
Angel let out a deep breath he didn’t even know he was holding in and reached out and caressed Lindsey’s handsome face. He watched as the young man gave him a shy smile and place his warm hand atop Angel’s cool one, and felt his heart jump when Lindsey turned and placed a kiss in Angel’s hand. Angel, halfway in love with Lindsey already, knew he needed to slow down and let the young man catch up, so putting his free hand on Lindsey’s shoulder he turned the young man back towards the tub. “Better get in before the water gets cold.”
"Only if you get in there with me," Lindsey said.
Angel looked at the man for confirmation. "Are you sure?" How can he want me near him after what I just did?
"Angel, I'm really not sure about anything right now, but I know I want you with me, right here, right now. So get in the damn tub. Besides……you're softer to lean on,” Lindsey softly said.
Angel smiled as he stepped into the tub before Lindsey. He reached out and grabbed the young man's hands and dragged him into the tub with him. Lindsey hissed when Angel pulled him down to sit in front of him in the steaming water.
"Damn Angel, are you trying to boil me?"
"Sorry. I like it hot. Only way to feel warm."
"I guess."
"Is it too hot?"
"I don't know, I'll tell you in a minute." Lindsey leaned back against the vampire and was slightly surprised to find that Angel's skin was still cool regardless of the almost scalding water they were both immersed in. He slid further back, wanting to feel as much of Angel as he could. Angel's arms slid under his and wrapped him in a cool embrace. Why is it that this feels so right? And what happens now? Where do I -we-go from here? Why is he here? Does he really care about me or is this just a way to appease a guilty conscience? Making Amends? Is there a 12 step program he has to follow to right his wrongs with the Powers? And where does that leave me?
"Lindsey." Angel whispered into Lindsey's ear. "Quit thinking. There will be enough time for that tomorrow. Tonight is for this - for us. Now relax, please."
Lindsey closed his eyes, forced himself to relax and just let himself feel the vampire. He concentrated on the feel of the water which surrounded them both, and discovered the heat no longer bothered him. The contrast between the heat of the water and the coldness of Angel's body was creating a strange comfort zone. And the desire he felt was still there, but it was muted now. Angel's hands were soothing him, petting him, making him want things that actually had everything and yet nothing to do with sex at the same time. He had never thought the vampire would even think about touching him so softly, so gently....almost reverently.
Angel pulled his right arm out from under Lindsey’s and ghosted a finger above the tattoo –– tracing the cross without touching it. He could feel heat radiating from it in his fingertip and a familiar headache was beginning to throb behind his eyes. Wonder if he feels anything?
Lindsey shied away from Angel’s finger. “That tingles……in a pins and needles kinda way,” He remarked, answering Angel’s unasked question. “Do you feel anything?”
“Heat……intense heat. I was wondering if it was just you or the cross itself. Want to tell me about it?” Angel dropped his hand and wrapped his arm back around Lindsey and focused his eyes on the young man’s face.
“If I said not really –– would you let it go?”
“Not really –– no.”
“Figured as much.” Lindsey sighed as he slid more comfortably back in Angel’s embrace, steadfastly refusing to look at the vampire’s face.
“It was impulse, really. Done in anger and spite. I was okay with leaving but your little visit and parting gift got me pissed off all over again. I was almost to the freeway out of town when I get pulled over and the officer asks me to step out of the truck. So I do and I’m thinkin’ this is it. This is probably one of Wolfram & Hart’s goons and I’m about to disappear.” Instead, he walks me to the back of the truck and asks me what that is all about. Really Angel, was Cops Suck the best you could do?”
Angel shrugged and gave Lindsey a squeeze. “It was an impulse.”
Lindsey smiled and entwined his fingers with Angel’s. “Yeah, whatever. Anyway, it worked. But after..”
“Wait. What worked?” Angel interrupted.
“The sign. You always have to have the last word……well, you got it, for all of about 20 minutes. As soon as I talked my way out of the ticket and tore the sign to pieces, I headed for the highway. I passed a place on the way and that put the idea in my head. Next thing I knew I was parked in front of an ex-client’s place and your business card was in my hand. I walked in, told him what I wanted and walked out about 2 hours later with what I thought was the ultimate Fuck You, Angel on my arm. I wanted the last word this time.” Lindsey tensed a little and waited to see what Angel’s response would be. Please, don’t be mad, Angel. This is so....nice. You being here with me feels so good....so right. Don’t let this come between us. Don’t...
“Then?” Angel whispered in Lindsey’s ear, interrupting his thoughts.
“Then……what?”
“Lindsey ––I can’t touch it. I’m not sure why but I am assuming its because you’ve had it blessed……or something. And that requires forethought, almost as if you were expecting me.” And if you were, did you really think I’d hurt you?
“I was at first. I kept asking myself Why would Angel go and do something that was no doubt going to get me pulled over? Did he want me to get mad enough to go back and confront him? Was he waiting for me? Anyway, when I didn’t go to see you –– part of me expected you would come to me.”
Lindsey paused, waiting to see if Angel would confirm or deny his suspicions. When Angel didn’t say anything he forged ahead with the rest of the story –––– wanting to get it done as soon as possible. "Anyway –––– after I got here, I ran into a law school buddy of mine. He asked if I would be interested in a partnership at our own firm. I threw myself into it. Worked so much so that I barely remembered to eat, much less anything else. Then about 6 months ago, I started getting restless and edgy. The firm was doing great and we added another partner, so I started doing a little pro-bono work. Helping everyone and everywhere I could. That worked for about a month, then the dreams started. Little snippets of my past flashing behind my eyes, and it all involved Wolfram & Hart in some manner. I figured that they found me and cast a spell to slowly make me crazy, so I went to see a priest."
"Are you Catholic, Lindsey?" Angel said, curious.
Lindsey shrugged and laughed lightly. "Hell Angel, I couldn’t even remember the last time I went to church. But there I was, and the priest was suggesting that we start at the beginning. I was christened, and when I made my first confession. Father Michael wasn’t shocked, he believed everything I told him. He’s the one who wanted to bless the cross. He said the voice within told him it was important he do so, and he always heeded that voice. He told me I was forgiven my sins, and that prayer would comfort me. He gave me a rosary, which I still have, but...."
"What?" Angel said.
"I just don’t believe forgiveness comes that easy, Angel. Or maybe it requires faith, and that’s something either I never had or lost long ago. Anyway – when the dreams changed, I quit going. I knew that if I was dreaming about you, then Wolfram & Hart must have succeeded and I was crazy. Especially with the dreams I was -AM- having."
"When did those start?"
“About a month ago. Why?”
“Just curious.” That’s when I took over at Wolfram & Hart. But what does that mean? My dreams started shortly after......How does Lindsey fit into the new scheme?
Lindsey turned and looked directly into Angel’s eyes. “Look Angel, I’m sorry about the tattoo. I didn’t know……I didn’t know……” Lindsey trailed off, completely at a loss as to what to say.
Angel's eyes never left Lindsey's face. He knew he was staring but he couldn't seem to help himself. Hell, Angel...quit acting like a teenager with his first crush. But damn....he’s just too damn gorgeous not to look at. He smiled and then leaned down and buried his face in the young man's neck. Angel felt Lindsey begin to tense up and pulled back and whispered in his ear. "Shh. It's okay. I'm not going to bite you, although it's tempting. You just smell so damn good. Red-blooded American male, it's rather intoxicating."
Lindsey smiled as he relaxed back into Angel. "I'll have to take your word on that, Angel. I wouldn't know. But are we okay? We can get around this, right?” Lindsey watched as Angel bent down and kissed his shoulder and then felt as Angel moved back to his ear.
"Yeah, but - why me, Lindsey?" The vampire quietly asked.
Lindsey didn't even try to pretend that he didn't know what Angel was asking. He no longer wanted to play games with the vampire. Something was happening here, to him, to them, and only together would they figure out what it was. He turned his head so that he could see Angel's face, "Honestly Angel, I don't really know. But.....I do want you. And I'm not sorry I called you, nor am I angry about what just happened. I just wish I knew why you were here."
"Linds-"
"I know that I'm not making a whole lot of sense here, but these last couple of weeks haven't made much sense to me, either. Here I am, back home and doing good. Great, actually. Started up my own firm, was playing my guitar regularly, and just staying busy. No time to think about LA or……you. Hell, up until about a month ago I hadn't given you a second thought. Then-"
"Lindsey. I'm sorry about the way that ended. I-"
"Shut up for a sec. Geesh. I'm not sorry, Angel. I had to leave. If I hadn't left then one of us was going to end up dead and the way my luck was going……well, I would have bet on me. I didn't want to die and……never mind. Anyway-"
“What Lindsey? Never mind what? Honesty, here Linds, you said that. Tell me."
Lindsey paused. Am I ready for this? All this honesty? Oh, well....nothing ventured, nothing gained. What dumbass ever said that?!?
"Linds-"
Lindsey sighed, "Ok, ok. I didn't want to die and……you were never going to accept me after all that had happened. Even though I had left Wolfram & Hart, you would have kept watching and waiting for me to screw up, and I probably wouldn't have disappointed you. You told me once that I had to change, well.... I have, but I had to get away from you to do it. If I would have stayed, I wouldn't have changed just to spite you."
Angel smiled at the man, "I can believe that. I think that was one of the first things about you that grabbed my attention, your stubbornness. You were never afraid to face me."
“Hell, Angel. I was more afraid of my reaction to you than of you yourself. I wasn't ready to admit that I found you attractive or what my body felt when I was near you. And to admit to myself that I liked it when you hurt me or that I got off on you vamping out....that's the hardest damn thing I've ever done."
"You like pain, Lindsey?" Angel asked, his voice lower now, slightly aroused. I can’t believe he admitted that. Didn’t think he had the nerve to. What other surprises has he in store for me?
Oh crap....maybe I shouldn’t have said that. " Maybe...a little...I don't know. It's not really a kink I wanted to explore until I met you. All I know is, every time you had your hands on me, we both know it was to hurt me. Well, now we both know it turned me on. But you know, all things aside, I probably would have passed on the whole losing my hand thing."
Angel looked down at Lindsey's arm. The scar was still there, a faint reminder of the pain they had dealt each other in the past. Lindsey followed Angel's gaze and lifted his hand up, making a fist with it then relaxing it. "I guess I lied when I said that I hadn't really thought about you. Every time I see this scar I thought - think - about you. And I've looked at this scar everyday since I left."
Angel took Lindsey's hand in his and brought it to his lips. He placed a single kiss over the scar on the inside of Lindsey's wrist. He felt a small shudder pass through Lindsey and smiled fleetingly. Entwining their fingers together, he let their hands drop back down into the water. "Lindsey, I can't apologize for this. Cordelia's life was in jeopardy and you didn't really seem like you wanted to help. Maybe there was another way but I didn't feel moved to look for it."
"I know that, Angel. I know I acted like I hated you, but it was always myself I hated. I hated what I'd become, the things I'd done to you...to them...to her. And I can't apologize because the things I did....those things can't be forgiven. So I look at this scar every day, I think about you, and every day, I remind myself that I may not be forgiven, but maybe I can be redeemed."
Angel gently pushed Lindsey forward so he could slide around and face him. He took the young man’s face in his hands and forced Lindsey to look at him. He needed to look into Lindsey’s eyes and watch his reaction to his next question. “Is that what you want Lindsey? Forgiveness? Redemption? Do you think I can give that to you?”
Lindsey’s eyes locked with the vampire’s. He knew that Angel was looking at him……watching him……waiting to see if he would lie to him. But Lindsey was through lying, to himself, to the man in front of him, to everyone. “Yes.”
Angel watched as Lindsey stared him down, then smiled at him. He knew that Lindsey was telling the truth. He loosened his grip on Lindsey’s face but let his fingers caress the man’s face before dropping his hands back down to take Lindsey’s hands in his own. “But I can’t give it to you, Lindsey. You have to do it on your own and yes, it’s hard. Redemption comes with work, atonement, righting wrongs. Forgiveness comes with compassion and never forgetting those you hurt.”
“What about those who hurt me?”
“Forgive them, for that’s one way to learn compassion. But with that forgiveness can come guilt and that my friend, is sometimes the hardest part of redemption.”
“Have you forgiven me, Angel?”
Angel smiled at Lindsey, “Yeah. Just don’t do any of it again, okay. Now, the water is getting cold, what say we get out of here and go someplace warmer and a lot more comfortable like maybe……your bed?”
“Thought you said this was the only place where you felt warm.” Lindsey said teasingly.
“I lied too then, cause there is one more place where I felt warm,” Angel said leaning in to kiss Lindsey’s lips.
“Where was that, Angel?” Lindsey asked nipping at Angel’s bottom lip before sucking it into his warm mouth.
"Inside you, Lindsey. I've never felt anything that damn hot under me before. And I would very much like to feel that again - but only if you want to.”
Lindsey blushed, and his breathing increased, and his heart....felt like...stopping. Oh my God. "As long as you return the favor. Remember, new at this?"
“Trust me Lindsey, you will be inside me in more ways than one.”
Angel kissed Lindsey once more and then stood up and stepped out of the tub. After briskly drying off, he turned to help Lindsey and found the man behind him reaching around for the other towel.
“Bedroom is right through that door, right behind you.” Lindsey said smiling as he leaned over to plant another kiss on the vampire’s lips and take the towel from his hands. He watched as Angel took a much unneeded breath. “Why the breathing, Angel?”
“Because you’re smiling,” Angel said placing a gentle kiss on Lindsey’s forehead, “and it’s beautiful.”
Lindsey blushed again, took Angel’s hand and led him into his bedroom.
Burning Imprints~ Chapter 11A
Sanctuary
Angel let Lindsey lead him into the bedroom and there he paused. The slight smell of wood and leather tickled his nose and the sight before him was one to behold. Soft light from a lamp on night stand displayed a room only a man would have. The king sized sleigh bed was a rich mahogany and had soft leather pillow-like inlays in the headboard. The matching night stands and armoire along with 2 comfortable looking leather chairs completed the furnishings in the room. There were various pieces of artwork scattered about the room.
Lindsey turned back to see why Angel had stopped and smiled at the rapt expression on the vampire’s face. Following Angel’s eyes, he tried to see what Angel saw. This was his room, his sanctuary, something he had never shared with another person and now he was sharing it with Angel. Shit, what does that mean? He is-scratch that-WAS my number one enemy and now I’m sharing my bedroom with him? Fuck that, I’m about to share my BED with him. Lindsey boy, you are one twisted little man, you know that, don’t....
"Lindsey," Angel watched as Lindsey jerked his head up and looked at him, "you’re doing it again."
"Doing what?"
"Thinking. I thought we had decided to not do that until tomorrow."
"No, Angel, you decided that." Lindsey smiled and walked over to Angel and grabbed the towel at the vampire’s waist and tugged on it lightly. He could feel the head of Angel’s cock with his fingertips, and leaving his hand right where it was, he pulled Angel over to the bed.
"Lindsey, we need to get something straight here."
"Oh yeah, Angel," Lindsey ran his thumb down the length of Angel’s hard cock and began nuzzling Angel’s neck, licking and nipping all the way up to his mouth. "Seems to me that you’re already straight here."
Angel grabbed the back of Lindsey’s neck and pulled him away, so he could think clearly. He looked into Lindsey’s eyes, saw that passion had darkened them to a deep, rich shade of blue Dark blue looks good on him. What I wouldn’t give to keep him like this, forever. Make him truly mine.
Shaking off those thoughts he turned back to the problem at hand. Which, at the moment, was Lindsey’s hand stroking him, teasing him, bringing him out to play. He’s gonna kill me at this rate. But....he feels so damn good, his hand is so damn warm. Don’t really want this to end right now. But if he doesn’t slow down, he’s liable to find himself face down on that bed, before he’s ready.
Lindsey watched as Angel drew in a deep, ragged, unneeded breath. He started to pull off the towel, but stopped when he felt Angel’s hand atop his own, halting his movements.
Angel saw the question in Lindsey’s eyes and answered it before Lindsey could say it aloud. "Just stop for a minute, please."
Not wanting to give Angel time to regroup, but rather wanting to see the vampire lose control, Lindsey resumed his thumb stroking. Rubbing his two fingers against Angel's now weeping cock allowed Lindsey to lubricate the head and his fingers, working the foreskin, so he could stroke Angel's full length from the inside of the towel while his thumb worked Angel from the outside.
"Lindsey, dammit, you are going to kill me."
"Doubt that, but if you want to see how close we can get, well hell, I’m on board."
"Fuck, Lindsey. I mean it! Stop for a second. Let me say this."
Lindsey stopped his ministrations to Angel’s cock and just held the vampire carefully in his hands. He looked up into Angel’s eyes. "Say what, Angel? Don’t you want me?"
"Lindsey, I want you very much, but I don’t want a repeat performance of the earlier show. I don’t want to hurt you again, ever again. I was too rough and you didn’t deserve that. I want this -"
"What do you want, Angel?" Lindsey interrupted. "And just what do I deserve? Tenderness, happiness……love? I never expected those things, so for me to be without them is no loss. Personally, I thought that you and I wanted the same thing."
"Which would be what, Lindsey?" Why doesn’t he think he deserves those things? What makes him think that?
"To no longer be alone, to be able to call someone home... no matter where you are,” Lindsey answered.
So, Lindsey.....are you ready? Ready to come home....with me? Angel stared at the man before him and wanted to ask him to clarify that remark but Lindsey’s hands on his cock was making all rational thought exit his brain and letting pure feeling enter.
Lindsey pulled the towel from around Angel’s waist and let it drop to the floor. He stepped back and just stared at the man. "You know for a dead man, you are really hot. I wonder how many more out there look like you, I may have to check that out."
"Over my dead body, Lindsey. No one, and I mean no one, dead or alive, better ever see you this way. You’re mine now." Angel punctuated each phrase with a firm kiss.
"Hell Angel, the way I see it, you’re already dead...so that sorta makes that Over my dead body thing kinda null and void. But…………" Lindsey swooped in and kissed Angel before the vampire could utter a word of protest. "Let me finish…………But right now,You, Angel, are the only person I want, dead or alive."
Holy shit, he’s serious. He wants me, after all I’ve done. This is....good....right? No....no, it’s not....this is soooo not good. It’s too much, too soon. Isn’t it? Oh shit, and Angelus is right here, right under the surface of my skin. He wants Lindsey, as much as I do. Oh, fuck. There’s going to be blood shed here tonight. I just hope I can make it my own. He needs to be warned.
"Lindsey, you need to know something. Things might get a little…………out of control here and that scares me. I don’t-"
Lindsey put two fingers against Angel’s lips to quiet the vampire. "Angel, would you please shut up and fuck me?”
"Problem is that I don’t want to fuck you, Linds. I want to make love to you." Angel sucked Lindsey’s fingers into his mouth, laving each one thoroughly with his tongue.
Lindsey’s eyes widened, his mouth dropped open and then closed as if his words were stuck in his throat. Oh, god. What’s he saying? Am I ready for that? Am I ready to become Angel’s lover?
Angel watched as a myriad of emotions flitted across Lindsey’s face. He saw shock, confusion, maybe a touch of happiness, and excitement. And the smell…………the smell of Lindsey’s arousal nearly knocked him off his feet. He smiled at the young man and placed his hands on Lindsey’s shoulders and gently pushed him down to the bed. "See Lindsey, it doesn’t always have to be about pain. We don’t always have to be about pain. Yeah, I won’t deny that I enjoy pain and Angelus…………well, the more the better. But I am a demon and you are not. Pain has its place, it’s just not here, not right now."
Angel crawled up Lindsey’s body and straddled the young man and leaned down to capture Lindsey’s lips with his own. Still reeling from Angel’s announcement, Lindsey held himself still and unresponsive. But when Angel’s tongue gently probed along his lips, seeking entrance, he relented with a sound that was part sigh and part moan, opening his mouth in wordless invitation.
Angel took a moment to savor’s Lindsey’s scent, a musky, woodsy, spicy smell that he knew every nuance of from past encounters, then dove in for an even more intimate taste, slowly mapping every nook and niche of Lindsey’s mouth, tasting, teasing, tempting.I think I could get seriously addicted to this....to him. Just kissing Lindsey makes me feel warm and strangely comforted. I know I could do this for eternity.
Angel’s hands traveled over Lindsey’s chest and abdomen, touching him, caressing him, methodically arousing him. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to get enough of this man.He feels so unbelievably right beneath my hands. Could he really be the one? Angel began kissing and licking his way down Lindsey’s body, following the path his hands had just taken, his cool tongue leaving a wet trail along warm smooth skin. He paused, looking back up at Lindsey, "Think we can lose this now, don’t you?"
Angel gently tugged open the towel still wrapped around the young man’s waist and watched as Lindsey’s cock sprang free. He watched his face as the blush appeared. Wondered how the man under him could be so damn brazen and so damn innocent at the same time. The combination of fire and ice was driving Angel insane. He could see confusion in those blue eyes again, then Lindsey whispered, "Angel, I...maybe we shouldn’t do this. I....why are you looking at me that way?"
“Because Lindsey McDonald, you are an enigma. You blow hot and cold all at once, but you can’t hide what your body is saying to mine. I know just how aroused you are, Linds," Angel said. He touched his hand to the young man’s face, caressing it softly. "You honestly don’t want me to stop, do you?" And underneath your desire you’re afraid. But not of me. No, never me. I’m beginning to believe you’re afraid of yourself.
The gentle touch of the vampire chased away all lingering doubt within Lindsey’s mind. "No, I don’t. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything in my whole life as badly as I want you, Angel."
Burning Imprints~ Chapter 11B
Erotic Answers
Angel smiled. "Just close your eyes, Lindsey," Angel softly said. "Stop fighting yourself, don’t think, just let yourself feel."
Lindsey closed his eyes and gave himself over to the vampire, enjoying the sensation of strong fingers stroking across his chest, massaging taut muscles, soothing the tension away. He arched into the touch, a small cry not unlike a sob escaping his lips when he felt Angel’s lips brush gently over the skin of his neck. Angel noticed again the sensitivity of Lindsey’s neck, but didn’t linger on the thought.
Angel took his time, exploring every inch of Lindsey’s body with fingers and tongue, tasting him, smelling him, learning him. He was fascinated with the man underneath him and watched transfixed as Lindsey’s muscles rippled under his ministrations. Everywhere he touched he felt hot, firm yet pliable skin, almost as if Lindsey’s body was made to mold itself in Angel’s hands, around Angel’s body. Mine. He’s mine. Now, how do I convince him of that?
Lindsey moaned quietly when Angel pushed his legs apart and settled between his thighs. The heat of desire he felt was incredible. He felt like he was truly on fire. And all the way down his body, he felt little electric shocks where Angel’s cool lips found his overheated skin.
Lying almost flat between Lindsey’s legs now, Angel gave himself over to his senses of taste, touch, and smell. The scent of Lindsey’s arousal was like an aphrodisiac to the vampire. So much so that he buried his nose in the light brown curls at the base of Lindsey’s cock and took a deep breath, enjoying the spicy, musky fragrance. Then wrapping a hand around the warm shaft, Angel began placing feather light kisses on the velvety skin.
Angel slowly ran his tongue around Lindsey’s erection, and then down and back up the length of his shaft. Lindsey softly moaned. As he flicked his tongue over the head, teasing the slit and tasting Lindsey’s pre-come, Angel felt fingers winding through his hair, heard that husky voice utter a strangled “Oh god....yes, please, Angel.”. It had been so long since he had wanted to taste another man so intimately, and he craved Lindsey with a passion that surpassed anything he’d ever known.
With a small sigh, Angel took Lindsey’s whole length into his mouth. As he gently suckled on the young man’s cock, he reached for his balls and began fondling them, wanting to memorize the weight and feel of them in his hand. Lindsey shivered as Angel's cool mouth wrapped around him. He moaned softly and his breath became a little ragged as he rocked up into the gentle sucking. Feels good. Feels so damn good. "Angel," he whispered, "harder, please. Do it harder."
Angel felt the change in Lindsey before he heard the words and knew the man was close to coming. He released Lindsey from his mouth and smiled when he heard more words, words of disappointment this time, coming from the young man.
"Nononono…………Don’t stop, Angel…………so close…………please!" Lindsey begged.
Angel, wrapping his hand around Lindsey’s cock and stroking him, leaned up and watched, mesmerized, at the young man underneath him. Head back, body arched, hips moving in time with Angel’s hand, Lindsey had lost all inhibitions, and it was a sight to behold. He’s fucking beautiful. I shouldn’t be the one to see him like this, I haven’t earned it. But....here I am. What makes me special? Who hurt him in the past? Darla? Angel felt a fierce protectiveness towards the man who was rapidly taking residence in his heart and vowed that nothing, and no one would ever harm Lindsey again. Angelus’ growl of approval brought Angel back to the moment at hand.
"Lindsey, do you have anything in that night stand there?" Angel asked, motioning to the small table next to the bed, easily within Lindsey’s reach.
"Like what?” Lindsey softly answered.
"Lotion, lube, anything that might make this a little easier, less painful, and a whole lot more enjoyable."
"Oh...yeah," Lindsey answered, a blush flooding his face once more.
Lindsey reached into the drawer and took out a small bottle of lube and handed it to the vampire. Angel arched his eyebrow in question, but didn’t ask. Flipping open the bottle, he poured a small amount into his palm, then placed the bottle off to the side, out of the way, but still easily within reach. Angel leaned back down between Lindsey’s legs and took Lindsey’s hot length into his cool mouth once more.
"Oh shit, that feels good," Lindsey said, as his body arched into the coldness that was burning him up. He wound his fingers into Angel’s hair once more, fighting the desire to push Angel’s mouth onto him harder. He wanted to slowly ride this out, but he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. It felt too damn good.
Angel continued to suck Lindsey's engorged shaft as he slowly inserted a finger into Lindsey's passage, gently massaging to stretch and relax him. When Lindsey didn’t hesitate or shy away, he slowly inserted another finger and he began pumping them in and out slowly in rhythm with the movement of his mouth. A gasp of delight from Lindsey when Angel stroked across that spot inside the man that he knew was the prostate, urged Angel on. Stroking that spot again, receiving yet another gasp and the fingers wrapped in his hair began pushing him further down onto the cock in his mouth.
"Oh fuck, Angel." Lindsey hoarsely moaned, all his concentration on the fire Angel had created with his mouth, and the shocks of pleasure from the vampire's fingers inside Lindsey's body had him hovering over the edge.
Angel licked the underside of Lindsey’s shaft, then sucking him back into his mouth; he inserted a third finger into the tight passage and began growling low in his throat, creating a sensual overload to Lindsey’s body.
Lindsey yelled and fisted his hands in Angel’s hair as he came, his warm semen pouring out of him and into that greedily sucking mouth. Angel swallowed it all and then licked Lindsey clean. Leaving his fingers inside Lindsey, he let the young man’s cock slip from his mouth and looked up at him, smiling when his eyes met the dark blue ones staring back at him in disbelief at what he’d just done.
"Holy Shit!" Lindsey said.Damn! When he says he’s gonna do something, he fucking does it. Guess the phrase “safe sex” doesn’t mean much to a vampire, but....holy shit! Do you think he knows I’ve never had anyone actually do that without a condom on before? Judging from that sly grin....yeah, the fucker knows. Holy shit!
Angel’s smile turned into a toothy grin. "Told you I’d have you in me...one way or another." Angel moved up enough to kiss Lindsey full on the mouth, sharing the taste of the young man with him. Lindsey felt his whole body blush. Not giving Lindsey time to recover, Angel began slowly moving his fingers inside the young man’s body, gently stroking the sensitive spot, taking him higher, seducing him back to raw desire again. "I want you, Lindsey. I want to be inside you. Do you want that, Linds? Do you want me inside you?"
Fuck, Angel, you already are. Can’t you see that? You’re in my head, my heart, under my damn skin, you’re everywhere. Lindsey’s head screamed, none of it out loud. Noticing Angel had quit moving his hand, Lindsey realized Angel actually wanted a response from him, but the young man was afraid to say anything, in fear of what he’d blurt out. So, he decided actions would speak louder than words. Reaching over and grabbing the bottle of lube, Lindsey poured some into his hand and took Angel’s erection in his hand. He ran his fingers lightly over Angel’s cock, loving the feel of satiny skin and throbbing hardness. Sliding back the foreskin he massaged Angel’s pre-come into the head.
Angel was losing control – fast. Lindsey’s hands were driving him to the edge. He wanted –no, needed-- to be inside the young man when he came, so Lindsey’s explorations would have to wait.
Reaching underneath Lindsey, he grabbed the back of the young mans thighs and pulled him up and positioned himself so that the head of his cock was pressed against Lindsey’s slicked, stretched opening. Angel leaned over and kissed Lindsey, then slowly pushed past the twitching ring of muscle and into the silken heat beyond. Oh, god....he’s so damn tight. Feels so good.
Angel held still, waited patiently for a sign to continue before repeating the movement. Lindsey had sharply inhaled at his entrance, but hadn’t tried to pull away. Lindsey looked into his eyes and softly said, "I’m ready now." The relief Angel felt at the feel of Lindsey relaxing around him would have dropped him to his knees, had he been standing.
As Angel began to move in and out, he heard a quiet little moan. His heart did an odd little flip flop. Angel could hear tiny, breathless moans and gasps coming from Lindsey every time his cock rubbed against that sensitive spot deep inside the man. It drove Angel crazy, made him move faster, harder, and then changing the angle so he could shove more of his length inside Lindsey’s enticing heat. And Lindsey was moving in unison with Angel now, creating a strange yet familiar connection between them.
Angel looked down and noticed Lindsey’s cock was hard again. Using one hand for balance, he took that silken hardness in his hand and began stroking him. Gently at first, then gradually getting a little rougher as he felt the pressure slowly rising within him.
Angel could feel the demon clawing at him from within. It wanted to taste Lindsey, to mark him, to turn him.I promised him no pain. I won’t hurt him again....not that way. But god....I can smell his blood pumping under the surface of his skin. I can feel the heat of it. No....no....no. I won’t bite you, I won’t. No blood.
Lindsey felt the jerky, seemingly out of control movements Angel was making on his cock and looked up at the vampire. He realized Angel was fighting his demon for control. If the yellow tinging the chocolate brown eyes wasn’t enough of a clue, the fangs were. He could hear Angel’s quiet murmurings of no blood, no blood...
Lindsey, following some deep instinct, placed his left hand, his own hand, over the vampire's heart. He met Angel's eyes with his own and softly said, "Stay with me, Angel. I'll help you. What can I do? I don’t know what to do. Tell me what to do."
"Touch me, Lindsey, squeeze me. Hard."
Lindsey ran his hands over Angel’s chest, savoring the feel of the vampire’s skin under his hands. He gently rubbed Angel’s nipples, and then tugged on them. Levering himself up on one hand he replaced the hand with his mouth. Tongue and teeth, licking and biting at Angel’s body. Moving up to Angel’s neck, he began kissing and nipping at the distended vein he found there. Angel moaned and started pounding into him even harder. The sounds he made excited Lindsey to a fever pitch. He started teasing Angel with his teeth.
"Lindsey…………oh…………fuck……………………yeah……………………that’s it……"
Lindsey felt his own orgasm building and ran his hand back up to Angel’s left nipple and pinched it hard, causing Angel to slam deep inside of him. Lindsey’s orgasm ripped through him, and instinct rode him again, making him sink his teeth into Angel’s neck, breaking the skin. Tasting blood. Angel’s blood. Feeling Lindsey’s teeth in his neck sent Angel following Lindsey over the edge, spilling his seed into Lindsey’s silken heat.
Lindsey was reeling from everything that had just happened. His thoughts were a confused jumble, and when Angel leaned down, pressing his lips to his own, Lindsey kissed him back with a fervor that surprised the vampire. The taste of his own blood in Lindsey's mouth was something else Angel hadn't expected from the encounter with the lawyer. He broke the kiss off and looked down at the man under him.
"Holy shit, Lindsey."
"Yeah," Lindsey said.
"I mean....Holy shit." Angel repeated.
"I think we got that one covered, Angel," Lindsey cockily said.
Angel slowly smiled at him. "So Linds, did that answer your question?"
Lindsey couldn't remember anything right now beyond the last few minutes. "What question?"
"I thought you wanted to know what it would feel like if I screwed you until you couldn't move?"
Lindsey grinned as he recalled asking that. "Damn good answer," Lindsey said, smiling.