The Holiday Series
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menomegirlPart 5 of the Holiday series:
All I Need
by Menomegirl
Pairing:Angel/Lindsey
Rating: NC-17
Warning:M/M, slash, language
Story Notes: Spoilers: Up to 'Destiny'
Disclaimer: Lindsey and Angel belong to Joss, ME, etc, etc, etc. Written for fun, not profit.
Summary: In the early hours before dawn, Lindsey and Angel say goodbye.
All I Need
Lindsey woke up knowing right where he was. He was just surprised find himself being held in a loose embrace. Never figured Angel the type to snuggle. Damn shame he'd missed that. He liked to snuggle himself. He was tempted to lay here and enjoy it or wake Angel up and....do things, but he needed to piss really bad. So, he gently moved away from the vampire, sliding to the edge of the bed-and okay- really sore now. Wondered if that went away with use. Kinda doubted it.
He walked to the bathroom. And was shocked. No mirror, of course, he'd expected that, but where the hell was the toilet? Granted, the vampire didn't really need one-but something about that just bugged Lindsey. Shaking his head, he grabbed a washcloth from the towel bar, walked into the shower, and turned the spray on. Really hot. Then he stepped under the spray of water, relief at being able to relieve his bladder almost feeling as good as sex, and he watched the yellow color swirl down the drain, knowing Angel would smell it anyway, hoping he wasn't upset about it, but damn- he was only human.
Human. That's what it was that bugged him about the bathroom. They made Angel CEO of the LA branch of Wolfram & Hart. Gave him unlimited power, money out the ass, cars by the dozen, let him compromise to save his son, glass safe enough so the vampire could feel the sun on his skin, a nice, big office, a fancy suite to retire in, and didn't give the man a toilet?!? That was a hell of a thing. Angel was supposed to Shanshu. No matter what Eve thought, Lindsey knew the prophecy was about Angel, not Spike. He wondered if Angel even thought about.....but no. He most likely hadn't. But....what was more human than a toilet, for God's sake?? It felt to Lindsey as if W&H were saying: nah nah nah nah nah nah. It fucking pissed him off.
He was so deep in thought, he jumped when Angel slipped his arms around him. The vampire froze in place. "Want me to leave?" He softly said.
"No, don't move away, Angel," Lindsey said. "I was just thinking, that's all." He leaned back into the vampire, closing his eyes, just reveling in the feel of those strong hands stroking his chest.
"Ummm," Angel hummed into Lindsey's ear. "You smell so good." He placed a soft kiss on the young man's shoulder, reached for the soap, took the washcloth from him, and started washing that hard body he loved touching. "Lindsey, when you're fucking, do you always do that?"
His eyes still closed, enjoying what the vampire was doing, Lindsey answered, "Do what, Angel? Have several orgasms so close together or move so hard right before I come? How about coming so hard I pass out?" He sighed. "I've never experienced any of those things before."
Angel paused. "Oh. Are you that turned on because I'm a man, then?"
Lindsey wondered how much truth was too much. "Partly, yeah. There's the vampire factor, too. But mostly......mostly, it's because it's you. And I don't want you to think I'm falling in love here, that's clearly not what this- any of this- is about. I can't tell anyone else, they wouldn't understand....about me.....about you......about us. Not even sure I understand, but....."
Angel turned him around, so he could look into his face. "What, Lindsey?"
He looked into the vampire's eyes. "When you...asked me to spread my legs for you, it felt.....I mean, I know it was because you wanted to fuck me, and you wanted to be sure I was doing it because I wanted to, but.....the rush of desire I felt was almost heart stopping, Angel. Never felt the like before. And when I did it, I was on fucking fire, and yeah, it was a sexual rush, but....it also felt like forgiveness. It was right, and it felt inevitable. Then, last night, when you asked if I wanted to fuck you, I felt all those things again. Does that make sense to you?"
Angel just looked at him. Lindsey felt stupid for saying that. Then the vampire smiled slightly, and continued washing him. Throughly. Over every inch of his body. It was almost as if Angel was memorizing him. By the time he was through, Lindsey was so aroused, it was nearly painful. The vampire pushed him into the spray of water while he washed himself, and Lindsey wished he'd say something. Anything, dammit.
It was when they were both rinsed off that Angel did it. He took Lindsey's face in his hands, kissed him with a softness that surprised the young man. He touched Lindsey's body with a combination of gentleness and possiveness he hadn't shown before. The young man felt the difference, but he was too aroused to think clearly. It felt too good, too right, too glorious to question.
Angel softly said, "I want you, Lindsey."
He knew he'd hurt for days, but Lindsey didn't care. The look in those brown eyes just killed him. And he wanted this. He wanted Angel.....so....... "Yes," he said. And then the vampire kissed him some more......touched him some more and God.....by the time he was turned to face the wall, he was ready. More than.
Angel slid inside of him with gentleness, patience, and a slow grace that sent a wave of hunger racing through Lindsey's body. For the first time, Angel spoke to him like a lover would. "Feels so good inside you, Lindsey," he whispered, beginning a slow, steady rocking within that made Lindsey burn hotter.
"Oh, God......Angel.....yes," he moaned. Damn, this felt so good.
He started trembling from everything his body felt. Damn, this felt so right. Angel moved one of his hands lower to start stroking Lindsey, holding him tight so he almost couldn't move. And he wanted to....needed to. So damn bad. Lindsey whimpered.
"Shh," Angel whispered into his ear. "Just ride it out, Lindsey."
Lindsey screwed his eyes shut, just feeling Angel move inside him, God.....so....damn.....slow. He needed to move so bad, but he couldn't. He was so damn close....then the hand working his erection picked up speed, Angel's teeth latched onto his earlobe, sucking earring and all.....it sent Lindsey over the edge, he felt Angel break inside him, and he came so hard, he passed out.
Again.
When he came to, he was on the bed. He looked to find Angel, who was now dressed in the pajama bottoms again. Laying in the bed, back against the headboard. He looked relaxed. He looked relatively calm. That was good. Yeah. It meant he wasn't Angelus. Lindsey could tell looking into those brown eyes he was still Angel. Thank the Powers.
He got up, dressed in his clothes. He wanted to say something, he just didn't know what. He was a little pissed again because this wasn't supposed to happen, damn it!! It was just so....fucking....wrong. On so many levels. And how could it happen in two fucking nights? He looked at Angel, who raised an eyebrow at him, damn near daring Lindsey to say the words. But he couldn't.....he knew better.
He turned, walking to the door. But.....he just couldn't leave like this. It wasn't right. Without turning around, Lindsey said, "Just when I think I've got you all figured out, you go and make love to me. Why'd you do that, Angel?"
"Felt like it," he heard Angel say.
"Uh huh," Lindsey replied.
Angel said, "Why'd you pass out?"
"Felt like it," Lindsey answered.
"Of course," Angel said.
They were silent for a minute, then Angel said, "You said you came here to do something, Lindsey. What was it?"
Fucked if I know. It wasn't to fall in love, that's for damn sure. This is one fucked up situation we got here, pal. Don't know about you, but I'm freaking.
But Lindsey wouldn't say that, so instead he said the only thing that came to mind. "I came to tell you what the CEO of Wolfram & Hart needs for Christmas."
Angel chuckled. "Oh yeah? What else do I need? I think they covered everything."
Lindsey sighed. "All you need is hope, Angel."
"Hope? And what do you think is going to give me hope, Lindsey?" Angel said.
"A bathroom toilet," Lindsey answered, then walked out.
Angel's eyebrows rose nearly into his hairline. What the hell kind of answer was that? He walked into the bathroom, clearly confused now. He looked around. Sure, there was no toilet. What the fuck did he need one for? Toilets were as useful as mirrors, God.....only a human would say something like that. How stupid, that was just.....just......
Fucking brilliant!
It was all he needed.
Hope.
Angel grinned. The grin got wider. It turned into a smile. He wanted to run downstairs, catch up with Lindsey, kiss him until......forever. But damn, the timing was off. Shit.
Oh yeah.....you got it bad, don't you?
Yeah, I do, Angel admitted to himself.
~TBC~
All I Need
by Menomegirl
Pairing:Angel/Lindsey
Rating: NC-17
Warning:M/M, slash, language
Story Notes: Spoilers: Up to 'Destiny'
Disclaimer: Lindsey and Angel belong to Joss, ME, etc, etc, etc. Written for fun, not profit.
Summary: In the early hours before dawn, Lindsey and Angel say goodbye.
All I Need
Lindsey woke up knowing right where he was. He was just surprised find himself being held in a loose embrace. Never figured Angel the type to snuggle. Damn shame he'd missed that. He liked to snuggle himself. He was tempted to lay here and enjoy it or wake Angel up and....do things, but he needed to piss really bad. So, he gently moved away from the vampire, sliding to the edge of the bed-and okay- really sore now. Wondered if that went away with use. Kinda doubted it.
He walked to the bathroom. And was shocked. No mirror, of course, he'd expected that, but where the hell was the toilet? Granted, the vampire didn't really need one-but something about that just bugged Lindsey. Shaking his head, he grabbed a washcloth from the towel bar, walked into the shower, and turned the spray on. Really hot. Then he stepped under the spray of water, relief at being able to relieve his bladder almost feeling as good as sex, and he watched the yellow color swirl down the drain, knowing Angel would smell it anyway, hoping he wasn't upset about it, but damn- he was only human.
Human. That's what it was that bugged him about the bathroom. They made Angel CEO of the LA branch of Wolfram & Hart. Gave him unlimited power, money out the ass, cars by the dozen, let him compromise to save his son, glass safe enough so the vampire could feel the sun on his skin, a nice, big office, a fancy suite to retire in, and didn't give the man a toilet?!? That was a hell of a thing. Angel was supposed to Shanshu. No matter what Eve thought, Lindsey knew the prophecy was about Angel, not Spike. He wondered if Angel even thought about.....but no. He most likely hadn't. But....what was more human than a toilet, for God's sake?? It felt to Lindsey as if W&H were saying: nah nah nah nah nah nah. It fucking pissed him off.
He was so deep in thought, he jumped when Angel slipped his arms around him. The vampire froze in place. "Want me to leave?" He softly said.
"No, don't move away, Angel," Lindsey said. "I was just thinking, that's all." He leaned back into the vampire, closing his eyes, just reveling in the feel of those strong hands stroking his chest.
"Ummm," Angel hummed into Lindsey's ear. "You smell so good." He placed a soft kiss on the young man's shoulder, reached for the soap, took the washcloth from him, and started washing that hard body he loved touching. "Lindsey, when you're fucking, do you always do that?"
His eyes still closed, enjoying what the vampire was doing, Lindsey answered, "Do what, Angel? Have several orgasms so close together or move so hard right before I come? How about coming so hard I pass out?" He sighed. "I've never experienced any of those things before."
Angel paused. "Oh. Are you that turned on because I'm a man, then?"
Lindsey wondered how much truth was too much. "Partly, yeah. There's the vampire factor, too. But mostly......mostly, it's because it's you. And I don't want you to think I'm falling in love here, that's clearly not what this- any of this- is about. I can't tell anyone else, they wouldn't understand....about me.....about you......about us. Not even sure I understand, but....."
Angel turned him around, so he could look into his face. "What, Lindsey?"
He looked into the vampire's eyes. "When you...asked me to spread my legs for you, it felt.....I mean, I know it was because you wanted to fuck me, and you wanted to be sure I was doing it because I wanted to, but.....the rush of desire I felt was almost heart stopping, Angel. Never felt the like before. And when I did it, I was on fucking fire, and yeah, it was a sexual rush, but....it also felt like forgiveness. It was right, and it felt inevitable. Then, last night, when you asked if I wanted to fuck you, I felt all those things again. Does that make sense to you?"
Angel just looked at him. Lindsey felt stupid for saying that. Then the vampire smiled slightly, and continued washing him. Throughly. Over every inch of his body. It was almost as if Angel was memorizing him. By the time he was through, Lindsey was so aroused, it was nearly painful. The vampire pushed him into the spray of water while he washed himself, and Lindsey wished he'd say something. Anything, dammit.
It was when they were both rinsed off that Angel did it. He took Lindsey's face in his hands, kissed him with a softness that surprised the young man. He touched Lindsey's body with a combination of gentleness and possiveness he hadn't shown before. The young man felt the difference, but he was too aroused to think clearly. It felt too good, too right, too glorious to question.
Angel softly said, "I want you, Lindsey."
He knew he'd hurt for days, but Lindsey didn't care. The look in those brown eyes just killed him. And he wanted this. He wanted Angel.....so....... "Yes," he said. And then the vampire kissed him some more......touched him some more and God.....by the time he was turned to face the wall, he was ready. More than.
Angel slid inside of him with gentleness, patience, and a slow grace that sent a wave of hunger racing through Lindsey's body. For the first time, Angel spoke to him like a lover would. "Feels so good inside you, Lindsey," he whispered, beginning a slow, steady rocking within that made Lindsey burn hotter.
"Oh, God......Angel.....yes," he moaned. Damn, this felt so good.
He started trembling from everything his body felt. Damn, this felt so right. Angel moved one of his hands lower to start stroking Lindsey, holding him tight so he almost couldn't move. And he wanted to....needed to. So damn bad. Lindsey whimpered.
"Shh," Angel whispered into his ear. "Just ride it out, Lindsey."
Lindsey screwed his eyes shut, just feeling Angel move inside him, God.....so....damn.....slow. He needed to move so bad, but he couldn't. He was so damn close....then the hand working his erection picked up speed, Angel's teeth latched onto his earlobe, sucking earring and all.....it sent Lindsey over the edge, he felt Angel break inside him, and he came so hard, he passed out.
Again.
When he came to, he was on the bed. He looked to find Angel, who was now dressed in the pajama bottoms again. Laying in the bed, back against the headboard. He looked relaxed. He looked relatively calm. That was good. Yeah. It meant he wasn't Angelus. Lindsey could tell looking into those brown eyes he was still Angel. Thank the Powers.
He got up, dressed in his clothes. He wanted to say something, he just didn't know what. He was a little pissed again because this wasn't supposed to happen, damn it!! It was just so....fucking....wrong. On so many levels. And how could it happen in two fucking nights? He looked at Angel, who raised an eyebrow at him, damn near daring Lindsey to say the words. But he couldn't.....he knew better.
He turned, walking to the door. But.....he just couldn't leave like this. It wasn't right. Without turning around, Lindsey said, "Just when I think I've got you all figured out, you go and make love to me. Why'd you do that, Angel?"
"Felt like it," he heard Angel say.
"Uh huh," Lindsey replied.
Angel said, "Why'd you pass out?"
"Felt like it," Lindsey answered.
"Of course," Angel said.
They were silent for a minute, then Angel said, "You said you came here to do something, Lindsey. What was it?"
Fucked if I know. It wasn't to fall in love, that's for damn sure. This is one fucked up situation we got here, pal. Don't know about you, but I'm freaking.
But Lindsey wouldn't say that, so instead he said the only thing that came to mind. "I came to tell you what the CEO of Wolfram & Hart needs for Christmas."
Angel chuckled. "Oh yeah? What else do I need? I think they covered everything."
Lindsey sighed. "All you need is hope, Angel."
"Hope? And what do you think is going to give me hope, Lindsey?" Angel said.
"A bathroom toilet," Lindsey answered, then walked out.
Angel's eyebrows rose nearly into his hairline. What the hell kind of answer was that? He walked into the bathroom, clearly confused now. He looked around. Sure, there was no toilet. What the fuck did he need one for? Toilets were as useful as mirrors, God.....only a human would say something like that. How stupid, that was just.....just......
Fucking brilliant!
It was all he needed.
Hope.
Angel grinned. The grin got wider. It turned into a smile. He wanted to run downstairs, catch up with Lindsey, kiss him until......forever. But damn, the timing was off. Shit.
Oh yeah.....you got it bad, don't you?
Yeah, I do, Angel admitted to himself.
~TBC~