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Mar 01, 2007 20:01

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bloodyironspike March 2 2007, 01:07:20 UTC
Felt his body react and melt to those soft touches, that mouth over his making him moan.

Transferred his hands to the tops of Lindsey's thighs, kneading at either side soft before palming up his sides. Petted and stroked everything he could touch, letting Lindsey let him know when he was ready.

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exgoldenboy March 2 2007, 01:17:25 UTC
Teeth caught and scraped over Spike's lips, tongue sliding over and over the other vampire's.

Shifted on his knees, moaning as his cock rubbed lightly along the taut skin over Spike's belly.

Could feel his sire's, hard and velvety against his hip, making his fingers clench in the blonde's hair. Licked over Spike's lips, sipping and sucking at them.

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bloodyironspike March 2 2007, 01:24:44 UTC
Made a noise nowhere near pain as those hand tightened in his hair. Started letting his nails trail and scratch where he wanted.

God this boy was a born natural. Could feel the slight nervousness in him, but honestly Lindsey had nothing to worry about. His instincts were working for him just fine.

"Yeah, so good, make me so hot, love."

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exgoldenboy March 2 2007, 01:33:16 UTC
He purred slightly a moment at the praise, fingers clenching tighter.

Shivered and hissed softly at the bite of nails every so often, shifting his weight and his body until he could press his cock against Spike's, rocking slowly to rub them against each other.

He whimpered at the feel of it, hips pressing harder down until the pricks of pain outgrew the pleasure, easing back on the contact but still moving against him.

Groaned deep in his chest, mouth falling away from Spike's to drop his forehead to the crook of his neck, breath sighing out against Spike's skin.

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bloodyironspike March 2 2007, 07:32:00 UTC
Cupped both his hands on Lindsey's face, catching his eyes. "Took alot outta ya, tonight pet." His voice was rough, hoarse.

Ran his hands up into the boy's hair, dragging him down to his throat. "Need to drink, baby. Need you strong." Held his head there, not letting go until he felt the sting of Lindsey's fangs. Let one hand go to stroke down his back, crooning.

"Come on, drink for me. Don't need to be worrying about you." Tried not to let the sadness overcome him, but they were running out of time tonight and he'd gotten carried away.

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exgoldenboy March 2 2007, 07:39:52 UTC
He didn't want to. Knew it would just ease all the aches and pains, help heal the bites and bruises and damn it, he wanted to keep them as long as possible.

But he couldn't not, not with the smell and taste so close to his mouth, tongue pressed against the thin skin until he gave in and sank his teeth in regretfully, body vibrating with a wracked shudder at the taste and power of Spike's blood.

Arched up against his palm, whining soft in his throat as he swallowed, taking it as slow as possible to lengthen it out, pulling away before he'd taken near as much as his body wanted. Just enough to get him back to Angel's without trouble.

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bloodyironspike March 2 2007, 07:45:34 UTC
Spike nuzzled against those bloodied lips, fangs pricking until he shifted back. "Good boy."

Petted down the vampire's back, sipping at the blood on Lindsey's lips one more time, regret filling his stomach. Nothing he could do about this, not yet. Soon he'd get his boy out of that hellhole and where he was supposed to be. With him. To sleep the day away wrapped up in him.

Kissed and purred and stroked the boy as if he'd never get another taste again, lips all over the boy's face, shoulders. Anywhere he could get to.

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exgoldenboy March 2 2007, 07:53:13 UTC
Shivered and pressed in, back arching under every stroke of his palm as the purr in Spike's chest drug out his own, every soft brush of lips making it louder, more content.

Though he could feel the repressed sadness and regret in every kiss.

Slumped down over him, dejected, dreading the moment he'd say he had to leave so badly that he said it himself, eyes rolling back slightly as he squirmed from Spike's body, feeling him slide out with a whimper of pleasure, regret and discomfort. Swallowed, stretching slightly as he moaned at the used and abused feel of his body.

"I should go."

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bloodyironspike March 2 2007, 20:26:43 UTC
Spike had torn through his new digs, almost flinging open the door to chase after his childe. But it was useless, they both knew how it had to be. Even if only for the time being. Not to mention he was naked and he didn't fancy getting caught buttass naked if the sun caught him ( ... )

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exgoldenboy March 2 2007, 22:11:37 UTC
He laid sprawled on his back, staring at the ceiling with his foot and fingers tapping anxiously, the same place he'd been since the sun had risen, when he felt him. Even before hearing the door slam, the sound of his voice, he felt him.

Took everything in him to keep from bolting up and running down the stairs but he didn't want to seem too overeager, as if he'd been on pins and needles all fucking night just waiting for him. Barely slept but he'd made himself, not wanting to waste a moment of their time sleeping.

He snorted and was grateful he'd pretty much lost the ability to blush as he heard Cordy scolding him for something. Something along the lines of 'bring him back all bruised and bloody and in severe need of a bath again and you'll be the one in chains', which brought him back to their horrified looks as he'd stumbled in that morning. Felt his lips twitch at the memory ( ... )

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bloodyironspike March 2 2007, 22:37:14 UTC
Spike headed into Angel's apartment, stride intent. Knew just where his childe was, a steady pulse in his mind ( ... )

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exgoldenboy March 2 2007, 22:50:51 UTC
The entire place could have blown up and Lindsey wouldn't have noticed. Every cell in his body was focused on the man against him, eyes closed and touches almost reverant as he stroked soft fingertips along the back of Spike's shirt under his duster until he couldn't help but shudder and clench his fists in the material, swallowing, face pressing into his neck.

He could hear Angel's voice but it was nothing more than a buzz of sound, so he fought a second as Spike pulled him back, not wanting to let go. Unclenched his fingers, giving a sigh of relief when his sire merely pressed his back to his chest, strong hand sliding over the black shirt still on his chest, down over a jeanclad hip, thigh.

Moaned and arched into the touches, eyes slowly sliding open only to see Angel scowling blackly, rejecting the image by closing his eyes again and melting back against Spike. Didn't want anything else intruding in, anything else to grab his attention.

Just wanted to savor the feel of him a moment.

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