Comments | consider__this: That Voodoo stuff don't do nothing for me.

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That Voodoo stuff don't do nothing for me.

Apr 30, 2006 22:47

[Continued from here.]

It’s been a long night and I’m starting to feel it in my bones, taking the seat at the bar that Lorne gestures towards and resting my folded arms on the counter, trying to pretend it’s not the only thing that’s holding me up at the moment. "Not sure what you want, Lindsey. You know that all this is gonna end you up in ( Read more... )

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sexytarawitch May 1 2006, 05:07:16 UTC

“Didn’t tell me you were a good singer...You could’ve had me out of here with one song, darling.”I smiled slightly, I just couldn't help it. "I don't sing that well..." I reached up and brushed some of his hair away from his eyes. "Looks like I could lull you to sleep with a lullaby four words long ( ... )

rogue_lawyer May 6 2006, 06:01:27 UTC

"Always knew you southern folk were the incestuous type..."Now what the hell was that supposed to mean? I'm distracted by Tara's cool soothing touch, resisting the urge to put my arm around her and rest my head on her shoulder. It'd be so nice, just curling up for a bit. Bet her cool skin would feel like heaven with this fever that's settling into me ( ... )

sexytarawitch May 6 2006, 06:16:55 UTC

I can hear Lindsey's heart slow before it speeds up again, his body fighting for sleep while he tries to stay awake. Lorne leaves us and I reach over and run my hand over his arm, trying to soothe him however I can.

"What do you say we just crash here tonight? Lorne keeps a room for me downstairs, and I don't really feel like draggin' my ass all the way back to your place."His voice breaks me out of my thoughts and I look down at him, resting my head against his and I nod slowly. "I don't have a place..." I mutter before nodding and pasting a small smile on my face. "Ok," I murmur softly, shifting on the stool and helping Lindsey to his feet, my eyes catching sight of the 'no violence' sign and I realize that's part of why he wants to stay. It doesn't bother me and I know it should, but then again how can I ask someone to trust me when I don't even trust myself ( ... )

rogue_lawyer May 6 2006, 06:34:06 UTC

"Lindsey, c'mon, stay with me. We'll sleep soon..."

Sounds like a Nobel award-winning plan if I ever heard one. I curl my fingers around her shoulder, doing a pathetic job of hiding just how weak I am right now. As embarrassing as it is, I wish Lorne could see this side of her... the side that helps the silly dead-on-his-feet guy with a crush into bed, when she could easily have dragged me out the back door and finished me off.

"Thanks," I mumble. I find the bed in the dark with my knees and flop onto the mattress a little bit ungracefully, even as she helps me down. But I'm still not letting go of her just yet.

"What do you need? Anything?"

Need her. I pull her down me in answer, leaning up to brush my lips over the smooth chill of her own. She feels so good... I push her borrowed jacket back off her shoulders, craving the touch of her bare skin ( ... )

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rogue_lawyer May 13 2006, 05:59:07 UTC

I wake up shivering, automatically curling closer to the body next to me for warmth and...

My eyes fly open and I'm pulling away from her before my brain catches up. That dizzy dropping feeling in the pit of your stomach as you wake up to realize that you're the only living thing in the room... it's not one I'm about to forget anytime soon. Thanks for that, Darla.

But it's not a corpse, and I feel like a bastard for even thinking it. Just Tara, translucent pale with hunger again, her eyelids twitching slightly in sleep. We'll have to get a proper meal into her today, not just the little sips she was taking to please me last night.

Last night. Damn, it seems like another lifetime ago. Hard to believe I'd gone from smitten, to a snack, to wanting to stake her, to... well, this. Whatever this is. I smile and brush the hair away from her face, propping myself up on one arm and watching her lips move as she murmurs in her sleep. She doesn't exactly look at peace, and I can't say I blame her ( ... )

sexytarawitch May 13 2006, 06:22:54 UTC

I was achingly aware of everything that went on, in my dreams and in the surrounding's of the room. I felt every time Lindsey shifted in the bed, each movement when he pulled me just that much closer to him. The sound of his heartbeating was loud in my ears, it beat straight into my nightmares...

"H-how...how could you do this to me? I...I thought that..." I was crying and I was beginning to lothe crying. I could see the anger on Spike's face and I could feel the ar crack with each stroke of his whip even before it met my flesh. I pleaded and sobbed, wondering if I would wake up to him standing over me with the bloody leather strap in his hand.

"Time to wake up, soul-girl,"I heard Lindsey's voice and I could feel his fingers lightly over my arm. I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his neck, trying to pull myself out from my sleep. "C-can't let him find me. I h-have to hide...please...he...he'll hurt me again...he'll take the girl away..." Lindsey was warm and I pressed myself closer to him, willing everything ( ... )

rogue_lawyer May 18 2006, 05:13:28 UTC

Her eyelids flutter but don't open, and the shallow unnecessary breathes that she's taking make me think that she must be dreaming. A painful little sound slips out, almost like a sob, and I put my arm around her automatically.

"It's just a dream. Come back to me, Tara."

She clings to me like a little kid who's had a nightmare, and I can't tell if she's really awake yet or not. With her face against my throat, it sure would be a hell of a lot more comforting to know that she's entirely awake and in control. "C-can't let him find me. I h-have to hide...please...he...he'll hurt me again...he'll take the girl away..." I hold onto her, stroking her hair and letting her ride out the horror of whatever was happening in her dream. Sometimes memories of the past are the very worst kind of nightmares. "I won't let that happen," I promise her softly. "Nobody's going to hurt you again, Tara ( ... )

sexytarawitch May 18 2006, 05:37:01 UTC

Everything in the room is thick and heavy. From sleep to the emotional baggage that we both have, but the way he pulls me to him and strokes my hair...the way he talks to me makes me know that he's not worried about his baggage and for once in a long time someone's worried about me and mine. I've missed that.

"Who are you hiding from? Tell me who's after you, and I'll keep you safe." It's a fair question at an unfair time. But I can forgive it and try to answer him as best as I can. I swallow hard and try to calm myself down enough to tell him without sounding like I've lost my mind...again. With slow deep breath's I close my eyes tightly and inhaile Lindsey's scent mixed with the sharp smell of the back room. "M-my Sire," I murmur quietly, "I found him trying to t-take my soul away. He doesn't...I thought he loved me, wh-who I was, but he didn't. He lied all those months; lied when he-he said that he knew how much I missed her. He just was playing a sick joke and...he wants the monster he created, the scars he made. He...he tried to ( ... )

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sexytarawitch June 19 2006, 03:27:23 UTC

I can feel the vibration of his voice against my neck and ear, my body shuddering from it as I grip onto him. "Good," I murmured, leaning in and arching my body to him, whimpering as his lips moved over my neck. I cried out and shook beneath him as his lips came in contact with Spike's bite, shockwaves of lust and want ripping through me so hard that all I could think and feel was his blood from not even twenty four hours ago ( ... )

rogue_lawyer June 19 2006, 05:16:26 UTC

She makes a beautiful, needy little sound when my mouth moves over her throat, but it doesn't last. She goes tense and quiet for a moment before catching me off guard and pressing me against the mattress, holding me still with the strength in her hands and the fear in her eyes. "Don't...don't let me hurt you."

I shake my head, denying that it could happen even though we both know damn well that it could. That it did"You can't," I breathe, working my wrists under her fingers, aching to touch her again, "Baby, we're safe here. Lorne's place... he's got this anti-violence voodoo. You can't hurt me here ( ... )

sexytarawitch June 19 2006, 07:08:23 UTC

"You can't...Baby, we're safe here. Lorne's place... he's got this anti-violence voodoo. You can't hurt me here." The words he spoke echo in my ears and I find myself relaxing slightly, finally realizing his struggle beneath me. I pull back and look down at him, bringing his wrists up to my lips. "Sorry," I murmured against his skin, my lips trailed lightly over his warm flesh, the pulse of his heart against my lips. "Won't hurt you, promise." I wanted to keep that promise, more then anything I did. I hoped I could ( ... )

rogue_lawyer June 23 2006, 05:07:05 UTC

"Won't hurt you, promise."

Everybody's making promises they might not be able to keep, and I'm tempted to tease, to tell her that a little hurt never hurt anybody. But I know she'll try her best to keep that promise, and that's all I can ask of her. 'Sides, I can hold my own here.

The more she lets slip about the son of a bitch who turned her, the more fuel she adds to the fire. Soon as I've got enough information, that boy is gonna get taught one hell of a lesson in the fine art of how to treat a lady, compliments of Lindsey McDonald.

But in the meantime, all I can do is willingly give her what she's never had. Which I'm more than happy to do.

I cant my hips up under her, stifling a little groan of need as she tugs the material down, my freed hands slipping around to work the clasp of her bra. "Are you sure?" I manage, echoing her own question from earlier. "Don't have to do this if you don't want." I pause for a moment, meeting her eyes. "You know I"m sticking around, right ( ... )

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sexytarawitch July 16 2006, 06:58:27 UTC

"I missed me too," I whisper quietly, the feeling of his fingers digging into my hair making most of my worry and doubt fall away from me again.

My body melts against his as his lips press gently against mine, the movement of his body under me, so willing, made me feel comfortable and on edge at once. I was scared of what I was, what I could do. And yet here's this man that seemingly wanted me and the exact thing that I was afraid of.

"Don't..." I pulled back and licked my lips as I looked down at him, gently pinning him to bed to further prove the seriousness of what I was going to say. "Don't let me hurt you."

Looking down, I studied his face, watching as his breathing went from shallow to nearly panting, his heartbeat speeding up moments before I press my lips roughly against his, my body pressing hard to his through the sheets and that pure need that I had to be near him overtook me again. "Want you," I hoarsely whisper in his ear, kissing over his jaw and neck as I let him overpower me and pin me to the bed.

rogue_lawyer July 19 2006, 05:01:21 UTC

I know she's asking something serious of me here, and I understand just how important it is that we get this straight right now, before things get (inevitably, unstoppably) out of hand. We're playing with fire, but I'm not ready to back away from that heat just yet. So I look her in the eyes (Trust me.) and shake my head. "I wouldn't."

Except it's me and I can't seem to keep a straight face on the matter for more than a couple seconds. "Maybe just a little," I add with a grin, and then her lips are on mine, rough and hurried and still so sweet. I catch her by the arms and roll with her, the sheets tangling around my legs and her desperate little declarations of need like music in my ears ( ... )

sexytarawitch July 20 2006, 01:37:45 UTC

"Yours. I'm yours,"

His words are dangerous and deadly to me, just knowing that makes me writhe under him, arching as I feel the darkness inside me desperate to come out and play. No! Swallowing hard I arch towards his body, feeling his hot mouth over my neck as images of the night before fill my mind.

I hiss into the pillow, my hands making fists as he starts taunting my nipples. A low whimper escaping my lips as I struggle to bring my leg around his hips, the sheet preventing me from moving.

Lindsey's lips are hot as they move over my skin, the warmth filling me from the inside as he struggled to pull the sheet from me. He was panting hard by the time it was tossed aside and his chest was pressed into me. "Warm," I moaned, a small smirk crossing my lips as my eyes locked to his.

"Gonna drive you crazy, Tara."

God yes, please. I reached down and started to pull at his jeans, popping the button off and making quick movement of the zipper. "You're too dressed..." I leaned up and ran my tongue over his neck, nipping playfully until ( ... )

rogue_lawyer August 24 2006, 04:13:34 UTC

"You're too dressed..."

I'd second that comment if my mouth wasn't busy at the smooth skin just under her ear, and my lungs weren't currently remembering how to breathe. All sorts of vague distracting notions are going through my head, and promptly being shoved aside by each breath-taking little move that she makes under me. But sooner or later, I want those answers. (What was she like before she was turned? Was she the shy gentle girl that I keep catching glimpses of when she lets her guard down? How much of this Tara is due to the demon's sway ( ... )

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