The Holiday Series
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menomegirlPart 8 of the Holiday series:
Mastering the Mouse
by Menomegirl
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Summary: This one is based on a comment made by Eve: "Permanent storage. If there's anything Wolfram & Hart excels at, it's keeping their unmentionables unmentioned."
Rating: NC-17
Story Notes: Spoilers: Up to "Destiny", after that I took off on my own AU.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Joss, ME, etc. This is just for funno profit.
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Lindsey slowly awoke to the feeling of his back being gently stroked. He sighed, arching into the touch. Among the many small things he'd let the vampire come to learn the past week was the fact that Lindsey liked to be touched, whether the hands on him were soft or rough didn't matter, it turned him on either way. As long as the hands that did the touching were Angel's, at any rate. He let his mind drift as he enjoyed the hands soothing him.
He remembered making love last night, how Angel's not so subtle plan to enure him to the little death Lindsey experienced when he climaxed had....almost......worked. Maybe had worked, now that what Lindsey had known might happen.......had happened. He just hadn't figured it to occur during the most torrid mind-blowing sex he'd ever had, that's for damn sure. Now they were both so fucked it wasn't even funny.
Lindsey also hadn't been prepared for the deep emotion he felt for the vampire to ever see the light of day. He had not told Eve any of this when she'd freed him from the nightmare he'd been stuck in for the last two years. He hadn't wanted her to know Nathan's plan had royally backfired. He desperately did not want to go back where he'd been all this time. Cause frankly, he was tired of being fucked with. Lindsey had decided, this time, it was gonna be him doing the fucking, thank you very much.
Wolfram & Hart and the Senior Partners were gonna be the fuckees. Now he wondered if his plan was totally shot to shit. Things just hadn't gone right ever since he'd walked back into Angel's life....well, unlife....whatever. That shouldn't be surprising, though....since the vampire had pretty much screwed him over the minute he'd landed in LA. But damn.....first there'd been the bickering. Then it had been the kiss, followed by desire he'd never known before, followed by Angel.....Angel....Angel. Lindsey couldn't blame his lover for this latest fuck-up, though. He'd been the one who'd set those wheels in motion by deciding to play for real this time.
But now....holy shit......it had happened.
It had really, really happened.
Angel was in love.
With him.
And now Lindsey was really, really at a loss at how to proceed.
Because he was irrevocably, uncontrollably in love with Angel.
If only he'd told Angel what might happen. That whole "fuck it" attitude he'd had when transcribing the spells had backfired on him. Lindsey had just known there was no way in hell Angel could ever love him. He'd figured it to come into play during a fight or something, if it worked. It had seemed to Lindsey that some kind of bonding happened between them when they fought, so he'd thought.....fuck it. At least, even if he failed, Wolfram and Hart would still be screwed over. Angelus would be lost to them, come what may. Lindsey had thought Angel really never gave a damn about his fate anyhow- and that thought led to another-and....
He turned his head to look at Angel, who was on his side, head on his pillow, still stroking Lindsey's back. His voice a little rough, like fine grained sandpaper, Lindsey quietly said, "Why haven't you even asked me where I've been all this time?"
Angel could hear the unspoken didn't you care if I was alive or dead? that was all over that question. "I knew you'd tell me in your own sweet time, Lindsey," he said. Then he leaned forward to place a soft kiss on the other man's forehead. "And I've always cared if you were dead or alive, I just wasn't always sure which option I wanted more. Tell me this isn't news to you?"
Lindsey grinned, his eyes sparkling merrily. "Nah, always knew that. Pretty much felt the same myself. If I had a dollar for every time I thought about staking ya, I'd be the richest damn mother fucker in the world by now."
Angel just smiled and waited. Lindsey would tell him......or not.....in his own way. One thing he's managed to learn about this young man? You couldn't push him, because when push came to shove, Lindsey never did what you wanted him to......he was just downright stubborn that way. So the vampire waited, not showing his impatience for this talk to be over with.....so they could get on with the real talking Angel wanted.....the kind that invoked sweet, nasty things out of that lawyer's mouth.....and himself buried so far into Lindsey's gorgeous body, he wouldn't be able to think, let alone talk.
Lindsey sighed, letting his eyes close for a few seconds, as he reveled in the vampire's gentle touch on his back, as he slowly traced the pattern of the markings that were there. It was amazing to him how arousing he found Angel's very gentleness to be. Yet aroused wasn't where he needed to be right now, so he did what he'd been forced to do for the better part of at least a year....ignore the arousal, until it became a dull roar in his body.
"It was that damn sign you left on my truck that caught me out, Angel. Don't know if I'd have made it out of LA, if it wasn't for that, but we'll never know, I guess. At any rate, I hadn't gone 10 miles when I was pulled over and arrested. But they didn't cart me off to jail, no......that would've been too easy. The cops that pulled me over were on the payroll, see? They brought me back here. And that's where I've been all this time. I never left LA at all."
"What? That's not possible....I mean, why haven't I seen you?" Angel said.
Lindsey snorted. "You know that place they keep all those unmentionables, where you put that crazy doctor? That's where I've been. Holed up in a small room, kept in suspended animation....and forced to relive my life from the second you walked in on my meeting with Russell Winters until I drove away in my truck. Time.....had no meaning for me. I cannot even tell you how many times I relived those two years, Angel. It was all some sick, twisted plan of Nathan Reed's to get me back on their side.....or keep me locked up for eternity, out of their misery."
"Looks like Nathan's plan didn't work out too well, huh?" Angel said.
"Yeah, it did, Angel. I had started hating you again....really hated you. Like I said, time had no meaning for me, but I've figured it out as best I can. Up until the night you lost Conner, I hated your guts. If they had released me......I would've done anything to see you dead."
Angel raised one eyebrow. Okay, that answered one of his questions. Lindsey knew about his son, which meant he knew about his mother.....and why didn't he hate Angel now?
"What changed?" the vampire said.
"The night that happened, Lilah came back to the firm.....and she decided to alter my program. She started feeding me images and memories that weren't mine. And before you ask, I have no idea why she did it. I don't know why she didn't simply set me free. At first, there wasn't much change in my attitude, either. The new images and memories only made me think you were more dense than I'd thought possible. But then....."
"But then.....what?"
"You know what happens when you reread a book or rewatch a movie.....how you lose focus on the obvious and begin to notice the subtle? That's what happened. I started seeing beyond the hate. I saw what was underneath all of it. I began to understand why you did the things you'd done. Understanding led to compassion.....compassion led to acceptance......and that's led to here and now. The upshot is, I stopped hating you.....and I began thinking of ways to stop them."
Angel was stunned. Well, that explained part of why Lindsey had.....not....been that hard to seduce. But it still didn't tell him what the young man's plan was.....and by the wicked little grin on his face now.....Angel thought it'd be a while yet before he knew that. "What about the here and now," Angel said. That wicked grin suddenly looked.....kinda evil.....and wicked nasty , too.
"Here would be....you edging up and bracing your back against the headboard," Lindsey smoothly suggested, his voice now sultry.
Okay, he could do that. Angel moved up into the requested position- and noticed how close Lindsey was to his- but, no. Lindsey hadn't shown an interest in that sort of thing, so-
"And the now?" Some voice that was not his said. Because......Angel did not squeak. He was Angel.... master vampire, king of the hill, able to leap tall buildings-------
Lindsey reached out and softly took Angel's erection in his hand. "Now....would be my first blowjob," he whispered.
He was reduced to mouse boy by a Southern lawyer with an evil hand.
Lindsey smiled sweetly at Angel's squeak. He got a low growl in response to the smile. It made him shiver. That made the vampire grin, but Lindsey didn't care. He turned his attention back to the question at hand-or rather- in hand. Just how hard could it be, doing that anyway? Lindsey found he wasn't repulsed at the idea, and he'd had it done to him enough. Well, he knew what he liked-but he'd always had a condom on, so the whole swallowing thing- it had never been an issue. He didn't know if he could do that.
One of the first things he'd learned during this affair? Vampires equal no condoms. Second thing he'd learned? Angel had no problem when it came to swallowing. In fact, he had no problem when it came to sucking, either. It was no holds barred-prepare for the ride of your life-and by the time he was through....you'd not only screamed his name when you came, but felt like he'd sucked the life force out of you, leaving you with barely enough brain to breathe, let alone think.
Lindsey just didn't think he could ever be that good at it, but judging by that squeak that slipped out of Angel- he very much wanted Lindsey to do it. Maybe the novelty of knowing he'd never done it before did something for Angel? But all this thinking was holding up the works-so Lindsey just lowered his head and took Angel into his mouth.
Angel was damn near ready to come at just the thought of Lindsey doing it-he wasn't sure why that was. It just was. He was quite while that damn mind of his thought about it, because damn the man thought too damn much.....but then he did it. Lindsey took him in-and when he felt himself engulfed in the wet heat of his mouth, the vampire nearly lost it right then. It took all he had not to thrust up into that hot mouth, fuck it the way he fucked his body- and he wanted Lindsey to like it-so he'd do it again. He bit his lip, moaned softly, "Oh fuck, Lindsey."
Well....okay. It wasn't nasty. And Angel had moaned his name. Cool. He felt fingers wind into his hair, and the vampire softly guided him. Lindsey went down as far as he could, sucking as he went, using his hand to pump the part he couldn't suck in. Angel moaned again.
Damn Angel thought. Linds must be hitting the threshold of his gag reflex. For his first time, he was doing all right. So, he let himself start thrusting up into his mouth- just a little.
Lindsey didn't mind Angel fucking his mouth-that was sort of the point of doing this, after all. He was really liking this making Angel moan thing. So, he did something he himself liked. On the next down stroke, he sucked really hard, humming at the same time, using his teeth just a little.
"Holy Shit!" Angel screamed.
Loving that response, also the fact that Angel got just a little thicker in width, Lindsey did it again. He earned another scream, and Angel started throbbing now. God, it almost felt like a heartbeat. Okay, the jury was in. He liked doing this. Angel said, "Lindsey, I'm gonna come." Duh, I know that....do you think I'm stupid? Lindsey thought, as he hummed one last time- and pulled back just a little right when Angel came. He not only swallowed....but it didn't bother him at all. He sucked until nothing was left, only stopped because Angel pulled him up to kiss him.
"Hmm," Lindsey moaned into the vampire's mouth. He pumped Angel back to hardness again. Vamp stamina, he loved it. Then he positioned himself over Angel-knowing he was still slick from the last encounter- and lowered himself onto the vampire. He liked being on top, Angel inside him, he felt like he was both giving and receiving at the same time. He started moving on the vampire, who was grinning at him quite wickedly.
"You're really something," Angel said.
Lindsey smirked. "Yeah, I'm the hottest thing Oklahoma ever made."
"Thought I was the one making you," Angel quipped.
Lindsey just grinned. Angel ran his hands up his lover's chest, going lightly over the tattoos, looking up at the man above him with the question in his eyes.
Lindsey whispered, "Yeah, I knew. I felt it last night, too."
Angel's gaze got really hot with emotion, and he was speechless for a moment. Then he started pumping his body up into Lindsey's, moaning his name. The emotion zinged between them-
And they were both startled by another voice in the room.
"Who the hell is Lindsey, where's the man you've been screwing, and am I gonna have to stake your sorry ass after all?"
Angel and Lindsey both swung their heads to look at the intruder-
One very irate bleached blonde.
"Oh, shit," Lindsey said.
~TBC~
Mastering the Mouse
by Menomegirl
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Summary: This one is based on a comment made by Eve: "Permanent storage. If there's anything Wolfram & Hart excels at, it's keeping their unmentionables unmentioned."
Rating: NC-17
Story Notes: Spoilers: Up to "Destiny", after that I took off on my own AU.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Joss, ME, etc. This is just for funno profit.
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Lindsey slowly awoke to the feeling of his back being gently stroked. He sighed, arching into the touch. Among the many small things he'd let the vampire come to learn the past week was the fact that Lindsey liked to be touched, whether the hands on him were soft or rough didn't matter, it turned him on either way. As long as the hands that did the touching were Angel's, at any rate. He let his mind drift as he enjoyed the hands soothing him.
He remembered making love last night, how Angel's not so subtle plan to enure him to the little death Lindsey experienced when he climaxed had....almost......worked. Maybe had worked, now that what Lindsey had known might happen.......had happened. He just hadn't figured it to occur during the most torrid mind-blowing sex he'd ever had, that's for damn sure. Now they were both so fucked it wasn't even funny.
Lindsey also hadn't been prepared for the deep emotion he felt for the vampire to ever see the light of day. He had not told Eve any of this when she'd freed him from the nightmare he'd been stuck in for the last two years. He hadn't wanted her to know Nathan's plan had royally backfired. He desperately did not want to go back where he'd been all this time. Cause frankly, he was tired of being fucked with. Lindsey had decided, this time, it was gonna be him doing the fucking, thank you very much.
Wolfram & Hart and the Senior Partners were gonna be the fuckees. Now he wondered if his plan was totally shot to shit. Things just hadn't gone right ever since he'd walked back into Angel's life....well, unlife....whatever. That shouldn't be surprising, though....since the vampire had pretty much screwed him over the minute he'd landed in LA. But damn.....first there'd been the bickering. Then it had been the kiss, followed by desire he'd never known before, followed by Angel.....Angel....Angel. Lindsey couldn't blame his lover for this latest fuck-up, though. He'd been the one who'd set those wheels in motion by deciding to play for real this time.
But now....holy shit......it had happened.
It had really, really happened.
Angel was in love.
With him.
And now Lindsey was really, really at a loss at how to proceed.
Because he was irrevocably, uncontrollably in love with Angel.
If only he'd told Angel what might happen. That whole "fuck it" attitude he'd had when transcribing the spells had backfired on him. Lindsey had just known there was no way in hell Angel could ever love him. He'd figured it to come into play during a fight or something, if it worked. It had seemed to Lindsey that some kind of bonding happened between them when they fought, so he'd thought.....fuck it. At least, even if he failed, Wolfram and Hart would still be screwed over. Angelus would be lost to them, come what may. Lindsey had thought Angel really never gave a damn about his fate anyhow- and that thought led to another-and....
He turned his head to look at Angel, who was on his side, head on his pillow, still stroking Lindsey's back. His voice a little rough, like fine grained sandpaper, Lindsey quietly said, "Why haven't you even asked me where I've been all this time?"
Angel could hear the unspoken didn't you care if I was alive or dead? that was all over that question. "I knew you'd tell me in your own sweet time, Lindsey," he said. Then he leaned forward to place a soft kiss on the other man's forehead. "And I've always cared if you were dead or alive, I just wasn't always sure which option I wanted more. Tell me this isn't news to you?"
Lindsey grinned, his eyes sparkling merrily. "Nah, always knew that. Pretty much felt the same myself. If I had a dollar for every time I thought about staking ya, I'd be the richest damn mother fucker in the world by now."
Angel just smiled and waited. Lindsey would tell him......or not.....in his own way. One thing he's managed to learn about this young man? You couldn't push him, because when push came to shove, Lindsey never did what you wanted him to......he was just downright stubborn that way. So the vampire waited, not showing his impatience for this talk to be over with.....so they could get on with the real talking Angel wanted.....the kind that invoked sweet, nasty things out of that lawyer's mouth.....and himself buried so far into Lindsey's gorgeous body, he wouldn't be able to think, let alone talk.
Lindsey sighed, letting his eyes close for a few seconds, as he reveled in the vampire's gentle touch on his back, as he slowly traced the pattern of the markings that were there. It was amazing to him how arousing he found Angel's very gentleness to be. Yet aroused wasn't where he needed to be right now, so he did what he'd been forced to do for the better part of at least a year....ignore the arousal, until it became a dull roar in his body.
"It was that damn sign you left on my truck that caught me out, Angel. Don't know if I'd have made it out of LA, if it wasn't for that, but we'll never know, I guess. At any rate, I hadn't gone 10 miles when I was pulled over and arrested. But they didn't cart me off to jail, no......that would've been too easy. The cops that pulled me over were on the payroll, see? They brought me back here. And that's where I've been all this time. I never left LA at all."
"What? That's not possible....I mean, why haven't I seen you?" Angel said.
Lindsey snorted. "You know that place they keep all those unmentionables, where you put that crazy doctor? That's where I've been. Holed up in a small room, kept in suspended animation....and forced to relive my life from the second you walked in on my meeting with Russell Winters until I drove away in my truck. Time.....had no meaning for me. I cannot even tell you how many times I relived those two years, Angel. It was all some sick, twisted plan of Nathan Reed's to get me back on their side.....or keep me locked up for eternity, out of their misery."
"Looks like Nathan's plan didn't work out too well, huh?" Angel said.
"Yeah, it did, Angel. I had started hating you again....really hated you. Like I said, time had no meaning for me, but I've figured it out as best I can. Up until the night you lost Conner, I hated your guts. If they had released me......I would've done anything to see you dead."
Angel raised one eyebrow. Okay, that answered one of his questions. Lindsey knew about his son, which meant he knew about his mother.....and why didn't he hate Angel now?
"What changed?" the vampire said.
"The night that happened, Lilah came back to the firm.....and she decided to alter my program. She started feeding me images and memories that weren't mine. And before you ask, I have no idea why she did it. I don't know why she didn't simply set me free. At first, there wasn't much change in my attitude, either. The new images and memories only made me think you were more dense than I'd thought possible. But then....."
"But then.....what?"
"You know what happens when you reread a book or rewatch a movie.....how you lose focus on the obvious and begin to notice the subtle? That's what happened. I started seeing beyond the hate. I saw what was underneath all of it. I began to understand why you did the things you'd done. Understanding led to compassion.....compassion led to acceptance......and that's led to here and now. The upshot is, I stopped hating you.....and I began thinking of ways to stop them."
Angel was stunned. Well, that explained part of why Lindsey had.....not....been that hard to seduce. But it still didn't tell him what the young man's plan was.....and by the wicked little grin on his face now.....Angel thought it'd be a while yet before he knew that. "What about the here and now," Angel said. That wicked grin suddenly looked.....kinda evil.....and wicked nasty , too.
"Here would be....you edging up and bracing your back against the headboard," Lindsey smoothly suggested, his voice now sultry.
Okay, he could do that. Angel moved up into the requested position- and noticed how close Lindsey was to his- but, no. Lindsey hadn't shown an interest in that sort of thing, so-
"And the now?" Some voice that was not his said. Because......Angel did not squeak. He was Angel.... master vampire, king of the hill, able to leap tall buildings-------
Lindsey reached out and softly took Angel's erection in his hand. "Now....would be my first blowjob," he whispered.
He was reduced to mouse boy by a Southern lawyer with an evil hand.
Lindsey smiled sweetly at Angel's squeak. He got a low growl in response to the smile. It made him shiver. That made the vampire grin, but Lindsey didn't care. He turned his attention back to the question at hand-or rather- in hand. Just how hard could it be, doing that anyway? Lindsey found he wasn't repulsed at the idea, and he'd had it done to him enough. Well, he knew what he liked-but he'd always had a condom on, so the whole swallowing thing- it had never been an issue. He didn't know if he could do that.
One of the first things he'd learned during this affair? Vampires equal no condoms. Second thing he'd learned? Angel had no problem when it came to swallowing. In fact, he had no problem when it came to sucking, either. It was no holds barred-prepare for the ride of your life-and by the time he was through....you'd not only screamed his name when you came, but felt like he'd sucked the life force out of you, leaving you with barely enough brain to breathe, let alone think.
Lindsey just didn't think he could ever be that good at it, but judging by that squeak that slipped out of Angel- he very much wanted Lindsey to do it. Maybe the novelty of knowing he'd never done it before did something for Angel? But all this thinking was holding up the works-so Lindsey just lowered his head and took Angel into his mouth.
Angel was damn near ready to come at just the thought of Lindsey doing it-he wasn't sure why that was. It just was. He was quite while that damn mind of his thought about it, because damn the man thought too damn much.....but then he did it. Lindsey took him in-and when he felt himself engulfed in the wet heat of his mouth, the vampire nearly lost it right then. It took all he had not to thrust up into that hot mouth, fuck it the way he fucked his body- and he wanted Lindsey to like it-so he'd do it again. He bit his lip, moaned softly, "Oh fuck, Lindsey."
Well....okay. It wasn't nasty. And Angel had moaned his name. Cool. He felt fingers wind into his hair, and the vampire softly guided him. Lindsey went down as far as he could, sucking as he went, using his hand to pump the part he couldn't suck in. Angel moaned again.
Damn Angel thought. Linds must be hitting the threshold of his gag reflex. For his first time, he was doing all right. So, he let himself start thrusting up into his mouth- just a little.
Lindsey didn't mind Angel fucking his mouth-that was sort of the point of doing this, after all. He was really liking this making Angel moan thing. So, he did something he himself liked. On the next down stroke, he sucked really hard, humming at the same time, using his teeth just a little.
"Holy Shit!" Angel screamed.
Loving that response, also the fact that Angel got just a little thicker in width, Lindsey did it again. He earned another scream, and Angel started throbbing now. God, it almost felt like a heartbeat. Okay, the jury was in. He liked doing this. Angel said, "Lindsey, I'm gonna come." Duh, I know that....do you think I'm stupid? Lindsey thought, as he hummed one last time- and pulled back just a little right when Angel came. He not only swallowed....but it didn't bother him at all. He sucked until nothing was left, only stopped because Angel pulled him up to kiss him.
"Hmm," Lindsey moaned into the vampire's mouth. He pumped Angel back to hardness again. Vamp stamina, he loved it. Then he positioned himself over Angel-knowing he was still slick from the last encounter- and lowered himself onto the vampire. He liked being on top, Angel inside him, he felt like he was both giving and receiving at the same time. He started moving on the vampire, who was grinning at him quite wickedly.
"You're really something," Angel said.
Lindsey smirked. "Yeah, I'm the hottest thing Oklahoma ever made."
"Thought I was the one making you," Angel quipped.
Lindsey just grinned. Angel ran his hands up his lover's chest, going lightly over the tattoos, looking up at the man above him with the question in his eyes.
Lindsey whispered, "Yeah, I knew. I felt it last night, too."
Angel's gaze got really hot with emotion, and he was speechless for a moment. Then he started pumping his body up into Lindsey's, moaning his name. The emotion zinged between them-
And they were both startled by another voice in the room.
"Who the hell is Lindsey, where's the man you've been screwing, and am I gonna have to stake your sorry ass after all?"
Angel and Lindsey both swung their heads to look at the intruder-
One very irate bleached blonde.
"Oh, shit," Lindsey said.
~TBC~