Got the urge to squeeze Lindsey tight, dragging him almost up onto his chest. Had a sudden worry fill him, fear.
What if Lindsey really didn't want any of this? Sad to say, it had been a mistake to sire him. Now that he had him, though, Spike wouldn't change it for the world.
But would Lindsey?
Could tell this one was a free spirit, not tied down by anyone. And here he was, curled up like a housecat at Spike's side. Is that how the tie was supposed to work? Total love and devotion?
Damn Angelus for fucking up the whole mess. If he'd been brought up right, he'd know.
Settled for rubbing Lindsey's back, purring low as he just soaked up the feel of him. Memorizing it for later when his boy had to go.
Grunted as he was squeezed and pulled into Spike's chest, muscles lax and loose as he sprawled lazily, body relaxed while his mind was whirling. Unable to stop all the what ifs and whys.
His back arched as Spike slid a hand down it, the sensation of that and the purr under his chest almost enough to ease the buzz in his mind but the feelings were just too unfamiliar to totally quiet down.
A good part of him wanted to rebel simply because the bond made it impossible to be away from him, another part was terrified of what it would be like later if he lost him which made him want to get away as fast as he could before it got worse.
The rest of him was clinging tightly to every moment of this, soaking up every sensation, not realizing until Spike grunted that he was clinging in reality as well. Body sprawled boneless but his nails hooked in and digging hard.
Hissed at the sharp bites of Lindsey's nails, running his hands up to massage and remove those tense fingers from his skin. "It's alright, lovely. I'm right here. Got the whole night ahead of us."
Could sense the unease in the other vampire, the confusion, uncertainty. Ran his hand through the thick brown waves as he sighed.
Stiffened slightly, before relaxing again, flexing his fingers before curling them loosely.
Shifted.
How did you tell the one person you wanted and needed so much you couldn't survive if they weren't pressed up against you that you wanted to get as far away from them as possible just because of that compulsion?
Shook his head, muttering, "Naw, m'fine," into the side of Spike's throat, the stroking of his hair making him dozey and warm, easing some of the clenching feelings.
Cried out, body shaking. Still didn't move, just held on as Lindsey sucked hard, rolled his hips. His head was going numb, a faint buzz filling his mind as he hooked his ankles.
Let his mouth fall open, a silent moan as he stayed passive and somewhat limp under Lindsey. Knowing he should probably make him stop, go all Sire on him, but he had no want to do it right now.
Might as well see where Lindsey wandered on his own on instinct.
It only took a few rocking rubs of his dick over Spike's to have that become the stronger need, the blood he'd already consumed slightly easing that hunger.
Still sucked in strong, lazy pulses, never moving his mouth away from the torn skin, but his hips moved more insistantly.
Groaning at every grinding thrust, the hard pressure and rub, every glancing caress as the head of his cock made contact with Spike's or Spike's belly. Whimpered and writhed, nails dragging down his sire's shoulders.
Hissed against Spike's neck, back arching into the burn of his nails, wanting more. Twisted and moaned.
He fastened his mouth back around the bites and sucked, hips grinding over and over Spike's with each swallow. Rocking back and forth, lost to instinct, having no real rhythm.
Made soft purring noises in his throat, sounds turning louder and more insistant as the pleasure built.
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What if Lindsey really didn't want any of this? Sad to say, it had been a mistake to sire him. Now that he had him, though, Spike wouldn't change it for the world.
But would Lindsey?
Could tell this one was a free spirit, not tied down by anyone. And here he was, curled up like a housecat at Spike's side. Is that how the tie was supposed to work? Total love and devotion?
Damn Angelus for fucking up the whole mess. If he'd been brought up right, he'd know.
Settled for rubbing Lindsey's back, purring low as he just soaked up the feel of him. Memorizing it for later when his boy had to go.
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His back arched as Spike slid a hand down it, the sensation of that and the purr under his chest almost enough to ease the buzz in his mind but the feelings were just too unfamiliar to totally quiet down.
A good part of him wanted to rebel simply because the bond made it impossible to be away from him, another part was terrified of what it would be like later if he lost him which made him want to get away as fast as he could before it got worse.
The rest of him was clinging tightly to every moment of this, soaking up every sensation, not realizing until Spike grunted that he was clinging in reality as well. Body sprawled boneless but his nails hooked in and digging hard.
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Could sense the unease in the other vampire, the confusion, uncertainty. Ran his hand through the thick brown waves as he sighed.
"Somethin' we need to talk about?"
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Shifted.
How did you tell the one person you wanted and needed so much you couldn't survive if they weren't pressed up against you that you wanted to get as far away from them as possible just because of that compulsion?
Shook his head, muttering, "Naw, m'fine," into the side of Spike's throat, the stroking of his hair making him dozey and warm, easing some of the clenching feelings.
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Let his mouth fall open, a silent moan as he stayed passive and somewhat limp under Lindsey. Knowing he should probably make him stop, go all Sire on him, but he had no want to do it right now.
Might as well see where Lindsey wandered on his own on instinct.
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Still sucked in strong, lazy pulses, never moving his mouth away from the torn skin, but his hips moved more insistantly.
Groaning at every grinding thrust, the hard pressure and rub, every glancing caress as the head of his cock made contact with Spike's or Spike's belly. Whimpered and writhed, nails dragging down his sire's shoulders.
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Purred at the feel of him, hard and smooth against him, keeping his hips still as Lindsey rubbed them both. Pressed his cheek to Lindsey's hair.
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He fastened his mouth back around the bites and sucked, hips grinding over and over Spike's with each swallow. Rocking back and forth, lost to instinct, having no real rhythm.
Made soft purring noises in his throat, sounds turning louder and more insistant as the pleasure built.
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