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snoggedOne of the best slash authors in fandom (in my personal opinion) and a super Splindsey lover is celebrating her birthday on May 10th. I'm dropping off her present today because I won't be around to do it tomorrow.
*huggles the Ash*
I hope you like it!
Title: Happy Birthday Lindsey
Author: snogged
Parings: Lindsey/Spike/Angel
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I own nothing.
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Warnings: D/s, m/m/m, blowjobs, sexual slurs, language, humiliation, inappropriate use of party hats
Feedback: Yes, please. It’s my addiction
A/N: Many thanks todragonydreams for the beta. The fic is a birthday present for my dear friend ash_carpenter who consistently impresses me with her stories and her artwork.
Lindsey had seen a lot of fucked up weird shit in his day but none of those things compared to the garish treat his eyes were currently taking in. Angel’s penthouse suite was decked out in party favors but it looked more like someone had puked up cotton candy and plastered it to the walls. There was a Happy Birthday sign above the king-sized bed and streamers weaved a labyrinth of colors across the ceiling. Small bits of tissue paper confetti had been sprinkled over the bed like rose petals and Lindsey immediately thought of the American Beauty movie poster.
He could bet 3:1 that Harmony was involved in the decorating process and he thought it was amazing that Angel would have let the dumb blonde into his penthouse in the first place.
The cherry on top of this amazingly gaudy birthday sundae was Angel, appearing against the doorframe of the bathroom, wearing a smile and a yellow cardboard party hat…covering his rock hard dick. Lindsey’s eyes bulged out of his skull and he snorted.
“Happy Birthday, cowboy,” Angel said, a small smile crinkling the corners of his lips. “I hope you like your presents.”
Lindsey gulped and ran his fingers through his tousled brown hair. “I never thought I’d live to see you wearing a party hat. I thought you were too damn cocky and arrogant.”
Angel growled and moved towards Lindsey like a panther stalking its prey. “Don’t start with me, slut. I worked hard to get this all arranged and I will not allow you to look a gift horse in the mouth.”
Lindsey’s fingers swiftly unbuckled his belt and pulled the leather strap from the loops, letting the material slide lazily between his fingers. He imagined bending over the edge of the bed while Angel went to work on his ass, making him count each stroke as the fire inside of him built. He never would admit this openly, but he was well aware that Angel’s vampire senses knew the score.
“You gonna give me birthday spankings, baby?”
Angel narrowed his eyes in mild annoyance. “There will be plenty of time for spankings. I’ve got a whole night planned for you.”
Lindsey licked his lips in anticipation. Sometimes, it was good to be the birthday boy. And he knew that Angel would make this one a night to remember.
The creaking of floorboards interrupted Lindsey’s current naughty fantasies and he scanned the room to see who was joining them.
His face broke out into a shit eating grin as a very naked Spike crawled towards them on his hands and knees. He too had on a party hat, but his was balanced on top of his head. He also had a big, red bow resting on top of his coccyx. Lindsey couldn’t help but chuckle at Spike’s humiliation.
“That’s a good look for you, Spike,” Lindsey crowed.
Angel turned his attentions to Spike and frowned in annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest and tapping his foot against the wooden floor. “You’re late, Spike.”
“What of it, mate? I was not about to go prancing around like a poufter in this get-up around the office. You’re lucky I agreed to it at all.”
Angel sighed. “That’s no excuse, Spike. Now, do your job. You are my first gift to Lindsey.”
Spike nodded and shifted onto his knees. His fingers moved to unbuttoned Lindsey’s trousers but Angel smacked him across the hand.
“With your teeth, Spike. We talked about this, remember?”
Spike gritted his teeth, a snarky comment sitting on the tip of his tongue. Instead of saying it, though, he pressed his lips to the lawyer’s groin and expertly worked the button using teeth and tongue.
Lindsey felt like he was about to cum in his jeans as Spike’s teeth teased the zipper and worked it down, thus freeing his thick, bulbous cock from its confinement. Lindsey could see the immediate lust sparkling in Spike’s eyes and he groaned, thrusting his pelvis against Spike’s lips.
Spike opened his mouth and swallowed Lindsey’s dick, clearly showing off his ability to deep throat. Lindsey grabbed the back of Spike’s head and started ruthlessly fucking the vampire’s mouth.
Lindsey’s ears perked up at the sound of snapping elastic and he looked over at Angel who had removed the party hat and had started jacking his dick with short, rough strokes.
Lindsey felt his balls draw up and he knew he was about to cum. A stern look from Angel, however, regretfully made him push Spike away. He gave his balls a small tug downwards in an effort to calm his body’s protestations about being denied orgasm.
“Good boy,” Angel murmured as he slid his own dick faster and faster inside of his fist. The brunet vampire came with a roar and his spunk splashed against the floor. Lindsey couldn’t help but watch in helpless envy as Spike rushed to clean up the mess that Angel had left behind.
Angel patted the blond vampire on the head as Spike licked up the white cream. “You’re such a good little cum whore.”
He motioned to Lindsey and Lindsey didn’t budge. “What kinda fucked-up birthday celebration is this, Angel? Isn’t the birthday boy supposed to cum first?” He waggled his eyebrows and Angel laughed before he hopped into the bed and got into the doggy-style position.
“Don’t worry, boy. I know just what you need.”
Lindsey watched with interest as Spike walked over to the dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube. The blond poured a copious amount onto his fingers, threw the bottle to Lindsey, and stepped towards Angel. Angel spread open his ass cheeks and groaned as his childe worked three of his slicked up fingers past the tight ring of Angel’s hole.
It took Lindsey a second to realize that Angel’s true gift to him was letting him top. He dumped some lube onto his aching dick and crawled onto the bed. He ran his hands over Angel’s thighs and he could feel the muscles quivering beneath the vampire’s skin.
Spike popped out his fingers and moved to the front of the bed, presenting his cock for Angel’s open lips. Angel plunged his head into Spike’s groin, nestling his forehead against Spike’s sparse pubic hair.
Lindsey’s tongue darted passed his lips and he slowly dragged it across Angel’s crack, swirling it around the outside of Angel’s rosebud. Finally, he got into position and gently pushed his dick into Angel’s hole. He found a steady rhythm and Angel wiggled his ass as he bathed Spike’s cock with thick saliva.
“Do you like being the bottom, Angel? Like the feeling of hot dick pressing against your prostate? Feels good to be someone’s whore for once, doesn’t it?”
Angel’s response was muffled by the dick he had in his mouth but Lindsey felt like he knew the answer to his own question. As much as Angel wouldn’t ever admit it, Lindsey knew the big, bold hero liked being on his back with his legs in the air as much as the next bloke.
Lindsey emptied his warm spunk into Angel’s ass just as Spike erupted against the back of Angel’s throat.
Lindsey pulled his softening cock out of Angel and he collapsed onto the confetti-covered mattress.
Angel extracted himself from Spike and curled up against Lindsey’s side. “Having a good birthday so far, cowboy?”
“That depends on whether or not you did the decorating,” Lindsey smirked.
Angel leaned over and kissed him deeply. “That’s my little secret, cowboy. Now, get some rest. Spike and I aren’t done with you yet.”
Lindsey smiled and his eyes fluttered shut, sending him into a deliciously, naughty dreamland filled with birthday spankings and blowjobs courtesy of the hottest vampires in town.
*huggles the Ash*
I hope you like it!
Title: Happy Birthday Lindsey
Author: snogged
Parings: Lindsey/Spike/Angel
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I own nothing.
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Warnings: D/s, m/m/m, blowjobs, sexual slurs, language, humiliation, inappropriate use of party hats
Feedback: Yes, please. It’s my addiction
A/N: Many thanks to
dragonydreams for the beta. The fic is a birthday present for my dear friend ash_carpenter who consistently impresses me with her stories and her artwork.Lindsey had seen a lot of fucked up weird shit in his day but none of those things compared to the garish treat his eyes were currently taking in. Angel’s penthouse suite was decked out in party favors but it looked more like someone had puked up cotton candy and plastered it to the walls. There was a Happy Birthday sign above the king-sized bed and streamers weaved a labyrinth of colors across the ceiling. Small bits of tissue paper confetti had been sprinkled over the bed like rose petals and Lindsey immediately thought of the American Beauty movie poster.
He could bet 3:1 that Harmony was involved in the decorating process and he thought it was amazing that Angel would have let the dumb blonde into his penthouse in the first place.
The cherry on top of this amazingly gaudy birthday sundae was Angel, appearing against the doorframe of the bathroom, wearing a smile and a yellow cardboard party hat…covering his rock hard dick. Lindsey’s eyes bulged out of his skull and he snorted.
“Happy Birthday, cowboy,” Angel said, a small smile crinkling the corners of his lips. “I hope you like your presents.”
Lindsey gulped and ran his fingers through his tousled brown hair. “I never thought I’d live to see you wearing a party hat. I thought you were too damn cocky and arrogant.”
Angel growled and moved towards Lindsey like a panther stalking its prey. “Don’t start with me, slut. I worked hard to get this all arranged and I will not allow you to look a gift horse in the mouth.”
Lindsey’s fingers swiftly unbuckled his belt and pulled the leather strap from the loops, letting the material slide lazily between his fingers. He imagined bending over the edge of the bed while Angel went to work on his ass, making him count each stroke as the fire inside of him built. He never would admit this openly, but he was well aware that Angel’s vampire senses knew the score.
“You gonna give me birthday spankings, baby?”
Angel narrowed his eyes in mild annoyance. “There will be plenty of time for spankings. I’ve got a whole night planned for you.”
Lindsey licked his lips in anticipation. Sometimes, it was good to be the birthday boy. And he knew that Angel would make this one a night to remember.
The creaking of floorboards interrupted Lindsey’s current naughty fantasies and he scanned the room to see who was joining them.
His face broke out into a shit eating grin as a very naked Spike crawled towards them on his hands and knees. He too had on a party hat, but his was balanced on top of his head. He also had a big, red bow resting on top of his coccyx. Lindsey couldn’t help but chuckle at Spike’s humiliation.
“That’s a good look for you, Spike,” Lindsey crowed.
Angel turned his attentions to Spike and frowned in annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest and tapping his foot against the wooden floor. “You’re late, Spike.”
“What of it, mate? I was not about to go prancing around like a poufter in this get-up around the office. You’re lucky I agreed to it at all.”
Angel sighed. “That’s no excuse, Spike. Now, do your job. You are my first gift to Lindsey.”
Spike nodded and shifted onto his knees. His fingers moved to unbuttoned Lindsey’s trousers but Angel smacked him across the hand.
“With your teeth, Spike. We talked about this, remember?”
Spike gritted his teeth, a snarky comment sitting on the tip of his tongue. Instead of saying it, though, he pressed his lips to the lawyer’s groin and expertly worked the button using teeth and tongue.
Lindsey felt like he was about to cum in his jeans as Spike’s teeth teased the zipper and worked it down, thus freeing his thick, bulbous cock from its confinement. Lindsey could see the immediate lust sparkling in Spike’s eyes and he groaned, thrusting his pelvis against Spike’s lips.
Spike opened his mouth and swallowed Lindsey’s dick, clearly showing off his ability to deep throat. Lindsey grabbed the back of Spike’s head and started ruthlessly fucking the vampire’s mouth.
Lindsey’s ears perked up at the sound of snapping elastic and he looked over at Angel who had removed the party hat and had started jacking his dick with short, rough strokes.
Lindsey felt his balls draw up and he knew he was about to cum. A stern look from Angel, however, regretfully made him push Spike away. He gave his balls a small tug downwards in an effort to calm his body’s protestations about being denied orgasm.
“Good boy,” Angel murmured as he slid his own dick faster and faster inside of his fist. The brunet vampire came with a roar and his spunk splashed against the floor. Lindsey couldn’t help but watch in helpless envy as Spike rushed to clean up the mess that Angel had left behind.
Angel patted the blond vampire on the head as Spike licked up the white cream. “You’re such a good little cum whore.”
He motioned to Lindsey and Lindsey didn’t budge. “What kinda fucked-up birthday celebration is this, Angel? Isn’t the birthday boy supposed to cum first?” He waggled his eyebrows and Angel laughed before he hopped into the bed and got into the doggy-style position.
“Don’t worry, boy. I know just what you need.”
Lindsey watched with interest as Spike walked over to the dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube. The blond poured a copious amount onto his fingers, threw the bottle to Lindsey, and stepped towards Angel. Angel spread open his ass cheeks and groaned as his childe worked three of his slicked up fingers past the tight ring of Angel’s hole.
It took Lindsey a second to realize that Angel’s true gift to him was letting him top. He dumped some lube onto his aching dick and crawled onto the bed. He ran his hands over Angel’s thighs and he could feel the muscles quivering beneath the vampire’s skin.
Spike popped out his fingers and moved to the front of the bed, presenting his cock for Angel’s open lips. Angel plunged his head into Spike’s groin, nestling his forehead against Spike’s sparse pubic hair.
Lindsey’s tongue darted passed his lips and he slowly dragged it across Angel’s crack, swirling it around the outside of Angel’s rosebud. Finally, he got into position and gently pushed his dick into Angel’s hole. He found a steady rhythm and Angel wiggled his ass as he bathed Spike’s cock with thick saliva.
“Do you like being the bottom, Angel? Like the feeling of hot dick pressing against your prostate? Feels good to be someone’s whore for once, doesn’t it?”
Angel’s response was muffled by the dick he had in his mouth but Lindsey felt like he knew the answer to his own question. As much as Angel wouldn’t ever admit it, Lindsey knew the big, bold hero liked being on his back with his legs in the air as much as the next bloke.
Lindsey emptied his warm spunk into Angel’s ass just as Spike erupted against the back of Angel’s throat.
Lindsey pulled his softening cock out of Angel and he collapsed onto the confetti-covered mattress.
Angel extracted himself from Spike and curled up against Lindsey’s side. “Having a good birthday so far, cowboy?”
“That depends on whether or not you did the decorating,” Lindsey smirked.
Angel leaned over and kissed him deeply. “That’s my little secret, cowboy. Now, get some rest. Spike and I aren’t done with you yet.”
Lindsey smiled and his eyes fluttered shut, sending him into a deliciously, naughty dreamland filled with birthday spankings and blowjobs courtesy of the hottest vampires in town.