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Perspicacity
by Ice
Contact: ice001nz@yahoo.com
Summary: Angel is looking for Darla
Spoilers: Reunion/Redefinition
Pairing: Angel/Lindsey
Rating: NC-17 (Total and utter PWP)
Disclaimer: These boys don’t belong to me and if they
did they’d be exhausted. praise be to David Greenwalt
and Joss Whedon yada yada yada.
Distribution: Archived at http://www.obsessedmuch.net/elegant_slumming, anyone else please ask.
Feedback: Absolutely
Author's Notes: Thanks to ethrosdemon, who gave me the pairing and the situation and to Paul and Sam for the beta.
This is for Lar who told me this was the way to get over my smut fear, also for Zahra who shares my hatred for the feminising of Lindsey and to Donna who says it’s okay that I’m a dirty ho.
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Perspicacity: To have insight or intuition
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The scotch was dry, warm and on a night like this made
him feel like he was the one with the upper hand. Gave
him back that confidence that he always had before she
crossed his path. God, he hated the way he’d felt when
she’d touched him; helpless, weak and pathetic like
some fucking dog she owned. The way she had him
begging for her when she said the reason she spared
him was ‘cause she was in love with him. Fuck, he’d
actually believed her, smirked at Lilah because he
thought it was true and then Darla had laughed at him,
laughed in his face. Lindsey could handle many things,
but being mocked was not one of them and he wondered
just how he’d let that pretty blonde thing make him
feel like one of her victims.
Pours the remains of the bottle into the glass and
yeah, he’s had way too much. Tonight he needs to be
numb, needs to forget about pretty vampires with their
full pouty mouths and their ability to reduce a strong
man like Lindsey to a weak-kneed, pathetic imitation
of himself at 18, all cock and no brains. Needs to
forget that if Darla walked up to him right now, perky
breasts and breathy voice that he’d forget his need to
be in control and just give up, give in to her. Let
her do whatever she wanted with him, drain him and
discard him afterwards.
Short walk from the office to his apartment but it’s a
cold night and he’s hugging his arms around himself,
vain attempt to keep himself warm. Pulls at the collar
of his shirt, it itches where it rubs on the cuts and
scratches he got from the night before when he very
nearly became part of the Darla and Dru
all-you-can-eat buffet.
Gets to the door and tries unsuccessfully to open it,
drops his keys, slowly bends down to pick them up,
he’s still achy and movement doesn’t come naturally
right now. Notices a black boot barely inches from
where his face is. Doesn’t move quite quickly enough
and curses his poor reflexes as the boot catches him
on the underside of the chin, knocking him backward.
Six foot something of really fucking angry vampire
straddling him, grasping his shoulders and Lindsey
just rolls his eyes because at this stage he’s so
beyond caring, doesn’t really give a damn about
anything that’s going to happen to him.
“Angel. Well this really makes my horrific fucking day
completely perfect.”
Expects the usual sarcastic retort that he’s grown to
expect. He thinks the vampire’s probably seen one too
many action films and sees himself as the bad-ass hero
with the glib one-liners. But no retorts this time,
all he gets is Angel gripping his shoulder even
tighter and sneering at him. Perhaps this isn’t the
best time to tell Angel that his sense of humour
stinks and his one-liners aren’t funny.
“Where is she Lindsey?”
Grip so tight Lindsey knows there’s going to be
bruising to match the marks on his face and neck and
all he can think about is how quickly he can retrieve
the gun he currently has stored under his right arm.
“Not here, my friend.”
“I’m not your friend, Lindsey.”
“Still a master of stating the obvious I see.”
Angel just stares at him, stare that chills his blood
slightly and makes his heart pound even faster and he
wonders if the vampire can sense that, is sure he can.
Lindsey’s still slightly dazed from the kick and the
alcohol, but not too dazed to attack. He pushes Angel
away. Grabs the gun out of the holster and hits the
back of the vampire’s head with the butt of it and
points it into his back.
Snort of laughter “Now Lindsey, you know that’s not
going to do anything to me except hurt like a bitch
for a while...”
“Hurting like a bitch will do just fine for now I
think.”
“Do you really believe that’s going to make her want
you Lindsey? You think hurting me’ll just make her
fall in love with you? She isn’t capable boy, and
you’re delusional if you think she is.”
“You know what? I really, really can’t be bothered
with listening to this Angel, I’ve just had the worst
24 hours of my life, so if you’ll excuse me ...”
Lindsey gets up off him, but apparently he’s forgotten
about lightning-fast vampire reflexes and barely has
time to flinch before a large hand grabs him and
pushes him up against the apartment door.
Angel now so close, almost uncomfortable proximity and
Lindsey can feel the coolness of the vampire against
him, shocked that he can actually feel himself getting
hard, really hard.
“Now Lindsey, I’ve been really patient, but I’m not in
the mood for your games. I could kill you right now,
you’re damn lucky to be alive as it is. I say maybe
your luck’s run out as far as narrow escapes from me
and my family go. So again. Tell. Me. Where. She. Is.”
Lindsey sneers up at the vampire, eyes rolling. “Okay
Angel lets say I do feel like humouring you. For one
thing, no, Darla isn’t here. And for another if you
really are going to kill me, just fucking do it
already and get it over with. Just please spare me the
boredom of having to listen to you talk.”
Angel stares at the lawyer, realisation sinks in. “No,
she’s not here is she? All this time I’ve been
following the wrong person. And why do you think that
would be Lindsey?”
Lindsey shrugs as the vampire moves his face right up
and inhales deeply. “You smell of her, she’s all over
you. You *reek* of her.” Angel’s mouth now almost
touching Lindsey’s earlobe. Short intake of breath as
Lindsey feels those cool lips and he’s now painfully
hard. Was halfway there already when Angel first
grabbed him, and doesn’t that make him a sick bastard?
Knows that this is how it’s always been, fighting so
close to fucking for the both of them. Memories of
that sleazy motel room, Angel on his knees. Hands
bound behind his back, picture of total subservience
as Lindsey lifted his head up by the hair //How did
you think this would end?// and he had *never* been
harder than he was at that moment.
Angel’s voice snaps him back. “Lindsey....you smell so
damn good.” Vampire still so close, taking in his
scent. He knows Darla is not the only thing that Angel
can smell on him. He reeks of her yes, but also of
scotch and hunger and want. Need for sex almost
overpowering everything else. Apparently the feeling’s
mutual because Angel’s leaning in even closer, lips
brushing just behind Lindsey’s ear and all he can feel
from Angel, all he can sense is pure unbridled lust.
No sardonic smirk, no insults and he knows that he
shouldn’t be doing this, sleeping with the enemy, but
it’s just too fucking easy. Knows that even though
Darla spurned him, he can share something with her
childe, her boy, the only one who truly understands
her and this makes it better, takes some of that pain
and rejection away.
He feels Angel’s cock pushing into his hip and rocks
forward craving contact from the vampire. Angel rocks
his own hips further forward, rubbing his hard length
against Lindsey’s. He swallows audibly as Angel stares
into his eyes deeply, intensely, doesn’t break eye
contact once. Sees his own hunger for the taller man
reflected back at him. Angel drops his hand down to
Lindsey’s crotch and strokes his thumb up and down
until Lindsey’s cock pushes back at him.
He steps back leaving Lindsey flushed and panting
slightly, missing the contact of the hard body. “I
think...” Angel having trouble speaking, voice broken
with lust “I think that unless you want us to give
your neighbours a show, that maybe we’d better go
inside.”
“Okay.” Lindsey equally affected but sounding more in
control than the vampire. Takes off his jacket draping
it over one arm, picks his keys up from where he
dropped them the first time and opens the door. “Well
what are you waiting for? An invitation?” Laughs at
the vampire’s expression and gestures, “Come on in
then, Angel.”
Angel walks in ahead of Lindsey, but has no time to
adjust as the younger man drops the jacket on the
floor and pushes him up against the wall, aggressively
grabbing his head and pulling him down so he can taste
those lips. He moans as Lindsey sucks the other man’s
bottom lip into his mouth. Grazes it with his teeth
then releases it, tongue darting out to trace the
outside of his lips before Angel grabs him by the hair
and thrusts his own tongue in, into the warmth of his
mouth.
Lindsey whimpers as Angel thoroughly fucks him with
his tongue, his hands moving around to his back where
fingers whisper up under Lindsey’s shirt and stroke
his lower back, down slightly under the waistband of
his trousers, seeking bare flesh. Lindsey’s tongue
thoroughly explores Angel’s mouth, tracing back and
forth over still-human canines.
Angel pulls his mouth away from Lindsey’s allowing the
man to breathe and removes his fingers from the
lawyer’s pants, unbuttons his shirt and pulls it off,
throwing it in the same pile as the jacket. Knows that
Lindsey ’s movement is restricted, so quickly removes
his own coat and shirt, adding them to the same pile.
Lindsey lays open-mouthed kisses on Angel’s neck,
licks down to the juncture of neck and shoulder and
gently sinks his teeth in. The vampire hisses and
Lindsey continues, tongue tracing his way from that
bite mark which will fade so soon, making it’s way
down to Angel’s right nipple. He lets his tongue glide
over the surface of it, before drawing it into his
mouth and nibbling, sucking on it delighting in the
power he has over the man standing over him. Knows
he’s responsible for all the whimpers, the moans, the
animal noises coming from Angel, makes him even harder
just thinking about it.
He drops his hand down to Angel’s crotch, tracing his
hard cock through the fabric of his pants, softly at
first and when he feels it move involuntarily towards
him, starts to rub harder. Pauses to pop the button on
the vampire’s pants and slide down the zipper. Angel
gently pushes him away, quickly removing shoes, socks
and the rest of his clothing, before pulling Lindsey’s
hand back to where it was.
Lindsey rubs in circles over the head of Angel’s cock
with the heel of his hand, massaging the pre come over
it which elicits a moan from Angel, low and rough and
guttural. Tongue darts out to lick Angel’s neck as he
starts to fist his cock slow and hard. “You like
that?” Revels in the look on Angel’s face as he nods
slowly “How long has it been since you fucked anyone
else’s hand but your own Angel?” No answer but the
vampire is starting to whimper. Seeing Angel, big
strong creature that he is, reduced to this, mouth
open, tongue protruding, taking needless gulps of
breath just makes this all the much sweeter. Lindsey
knows that Angel won’t last long, not with his hand
stroking the vampire’s cock and the dirty sex talk in
his ear He increases the speed of the strokes and now
Angel’s moaning almost uncontrollably and Lindsey
knows he’s close, pulls his face back from Angel’s and
eyes flick open. “I wanna watch you when you come
Angel, wanna see you come for me.” Rubs his thumb over
the head of Angel’s cock and that’s all he needs to
take him right over the edge. Lindsey continues to
fist his cock until Angel's finally still.
“Need to see you. Take ‘em off” Angel still panting
slightly, voice rough and raspy, tongue moving into
his ear, reducing the lawyer to liquid and he
complies, shoes off, then pants. Notices the smirk on
the vampire’s face as he notes the way Lindsey's cock
is pushing against his boxers, can see they’re already
wet through with pre come. Quickly removes them. Both
men now completely naked.
Lindsey leads Angel to the bedroom, wants to feel that
weight on top of him, wants to feel the friction of
skin against skin as Angel fucks him and they slide
against each other sticky, wet and wanting. Lies back
on the bed his cock painfully hard, head tilted to one
side, utter picture of wantonness. Angel just stands
there drinking that sight in, pushes his demon back
down because what could possibly be more desirable to
Angelus than the pretty lawyer with the dirty mouth
lying there neck bared, begging to be fucked into the
mattress as the vampire tears his throat out? He
pushes that down, saves the image for future
reference.
Angel down on all fours kneels between Lindsey’s
thighs and lowers his mouth to his, licking the sweat
from the lawyer’s upper lip. He licks at his neck and
works his way down to the collarbone, pressing open
mouthed kisses along the expanse of it. His fingers
work both of the nipples, rubbing them with the pads
of his thumbs all rough and callused from training too
long and hard, before his tongue darts out and laps at
one of the already hard nubs. He takes it into his
mouth, alternating between licking and sucking it and
grazing it with his teeth. The younger man moans and
writhes as Angel’s tongue now traces a line down
between the pectoral muscles until he reaches
Lindsey’s toned abdominals. More kisses and licks and
the vampire is dipping his tongue into Lindsey’s
navel, noting the fact that the man is now
uncontrollably writhing and raising his hips.
Lindsey’s moans gain in volume as Angel’s tongue moves
down to the crease between his thigh and crotch.
Gentle licks getting harder and harder, growing closer
and closer to Lindsey’s cock as Lindsey whimpers “Stop
teasing you fucking asshole.” Angel just laughs and
repeats the action on the other side, before relenting
and slowly moving to Lindsey’s cock. He places an
open-mouthed kiss on the head, tongue darting out to
lick at the slit and taste salt and sweat and pre-come
before retreating again. Lindsey takes in a deep
breath and murmurs, “Ah, fuck...” as the vampire licks
the underside of his cock from base to head before
slowly taking him fully into his mouth. Angel slides
his lips slowly back and forth along the hard velvety
flesh, feeling Lindsey's hand tighten in his hair as
the lawyer starts to thrust his hips forward, fucking
the vampire’s mouth, cock hitting the back of his
throat. Angel’s hand reaches underneath to cup
Lindsey’s balls, kneading and squeezing them gently.
Lindsey’s moaning almost uncontrollably now and Angel
knows he’s close, moves his finger up to Lindsey’s
ass, rubbing his tight hole and he can feel the
younger man fucking his mouth even harder, body
beginning to tense as Angel pulls his mouth back so
that only his lips are covering the head of Lindsey’s
cock then moves back down to the base allowing his
teeth to scrape gently along the underside, feels
Lindsey fully tense as he comes groaning. Angel
swallows effortlessly, milking him until there’s no
more and he releases Lindsey’s cock from his mouth,
tongue removing all the traces of orgasm from his
lips.
“Gotta fuck you right now.” Lindsey nods as Angel
flips him over onto his stomach then draws him up till
he’s on all fours. Angel rubs Lindsey’s cock,
gathering what’s left of his come using it to coat his
fingers and Lindsey’s already halfway to hard again.
One slick finger pushes in through that tight hole and
pumps slowly. Lindsey rocks backwards fucking himself
on Angel’s finger and gasps as Angel adds more,
stretching him as Lindsey moans and writhes.
Enough time for Lindsey to get used to the sensation
and Angel removes his fingers from the man before
thrusting forward, the head of his cock entering
Lindsey’s ass. Wants to allow Lindsey time to adjust
but the decision is taken away from him as the lawyer
thrusts his hips back pulling Angel deeper inside him.
So hard for Angel to take this slowly, it’s been so
long and Lindsey is so hot and tight that he can’t
hold back, pulls almost all the way out then slams
forward hitting that spot within Lindsey that causes
him to groan and thrust his hips back and forth.
Angel’s hands grasp Lindsey’s hips tightly and he
thrusts into him harder and faster. Angel knows he’s
close, it’s been so long since he’s been inside
another man, had forgotten how good it felt. Moves one
hand from Lindsey’s hip and wraps it around his cock,
hard strokes matching his own thrusts into the man’s
ass. Pulls Lindsey’s head back and licks his lips,
thrusts his tongue in swallowing his moans. Feels
himself vamp out and knows this means it’s all over.
He comes shuddering, growling like an animal and
pushing Lindsey over the edge with him, Lindsey
moaning his name again and again.
The two men lie together until they’ve both come down
from the edge. Lindsey rolls over and appears to fall
asleep as Angel rises, dresses and leaves. No need for
awkward silences, exchanged phone numbers and other
such ridiculous token gestures, knows this isn’t ‘the
start of a beautiful new relationship’ just a really
good fuck between two men who are all too alike.
As soon as the door closes behind Angel, Lindsey stops
the pretence, rises, showers and pours himself another
drink. He knows the evening will finish just as it
started, the mission for Angel is the same. To find
Darla and Dru and destroy them and he has no doubt
that he can and will do it.
And wouldn’t he just love to see the look on her face
when Angel’s sire senses who it is who’s been all over
her childe, smells the heady combination of sex and
Lindsey and Angel’s need to go back for more.
Then she really will regret laughing at him, mocking
him, making him her bitch.
Lindsey is nobody’s toy to play with.
the end
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