(not beta'd. As you know English’s not my mother tongue, so, apologies for any mistakes in advance... and please don’t bite my head off)
It was a dark and stormy night, when Lindsey left his apartment, headed over the street and down the block. Eve was asleep and he’d made sure that she wouldn’t wake up until morning.
A quick glance at the sky let the little hairs on his neck stand on end. This was not some average storm coming up. There was nothing average or normal about L.A. these days. The darkness practically oozed evil and the squally wind screamed of the powerful, bad things trooping up somewhere. Lindsey felt it in his bones, every fibre of his body tensed.
A little out of breath Lindsey knocked on the door to Spike’s basement flat. He had not even a heartbeat before the blonde vampire ripped the door open and looked at him. He had said ‘no’ to Spike for almost a whole year; but not tonight. So a simple nod was all that was necessary. Spike grabbed his shirt, dragged him inside and pushed him against the barely closed door.
Unlike anyone else Spike wanted him for what he was – no ulterior motives or planes; nothing but desire. And when he kissed him now, hard, Lindsey couldn’t help but think that, maybe, if he’d made the decision earlier, things would be different now. But it was too late.
All that mattered now was that he knew that Spike would make it an awesome night. Same as he knew that he wouldn’t survive the battle tomorrow.
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Date: 2011-01-25 03:37 pm (UTC)It was a dark and stormy night, when Lindsey left his apartment, headed over the street and down the block. Eve was asleep and he’d made sure that she wouldn’t wake up until morning.
A quick glance at the sky let the little hairs on his neck stand on end. This was not some average storm coming up. There was nothing average or normal about L.A. these days. The darkness practically oozed evil and the squally wind screamed of the powerful, bad things trooping up somewhere. Lindsey felt it in his bones, every fibre of his body tensed.
A little out of breath Lindsey knocked on the door to Spike’s basement flat. He had not even a heartbeat before the blonde vampire ripped the door open and looked at him.
He had said ‘no’ to Spike for almost a whole year; but not tonight. So a simple nod was all that was necessary. Spike grabbed his shirt, dragged him inside and pushed him against the barely closed door.
Unlike anyone else Spike wanted him for what he was – no ulterior motives or planes; nothing but desire.
And when he kissed him now, hard, Lindsey couldn’t help but think that, maybe, if he’d made the decision earlier, things would be different now. But it was too late.
All that mattered now was that he knew that Spike would make it an awesome night.
Same as he knew that he wouldn’t survive the battle tomorrow.