Imported Stuff
The small crowd applauded appreciatively. Making a short reverence, Lindsey thanked them and quickly left the stage to make room to the Bloarleaf demon and its Cher number.
Among the audience, Lorne waited for him with a glass of the imported T&T he always ordered. "Beautiful performance, sweet cheeks," he congratulated the lawyer. Lindsey gave him a half smile as a thank you.
"What did you see?" he asked eagerly, jumping straight to the point before washing down the drink down his throat.
"You know, it wouldn't hurt you to try to open up a bit more to people," Lorne suggested as they sat by the bar. He called the bartender and ordered a second round on the house for the lawyer.
"Open up? What does that have to do with anything? I've been having nightmares. What's all that about?" Lindsey asked. He had already told Lorne about the nightmares. He usually found himself caged and beaten in his dreams. He was bruised and naked, locked among humid and cold bars.
"That's what your dreams are about. How does being locked up make you feel? Let me tell you how you feel. You feel lonely," Lorne explained. "Is that how you feel when you wake up?"
Lindsey nodded silently.
"Is that all you feel, peach?" he used a tender tone that caused Lindsey a slight embarrassment, in spite of himself. The lawyer lowered his head and took a few seconds to reply.
"I feel..." he trailed off. "...horny." He lifted his head to look at Lorne.
The demon smiled at him and whispered. "Come with me, I've got the cure for that."
Lorne started walking to the back of the club and Lindsey followed him. He wasn't the type who had trouble finding a one night stand, but lately he hadn't been up for that. And the tension inside him had been building up to the point that it made him willing to see what Lorne had to offer. A muse, or maybe a fury. Perhaps all three furies if he was lucky.
They walked inside Lorne's bedroom. Lindsey looked around, nodding appreciatively. Lorne walked to the nightstand and turned on the bed lamps. Then he turned off the main lights, leaving the room mostly in shadows.
"Make yourself comfortable," he indicated Lindsey. The man smiled and sat on the bed. He took off his shoes and watched Lorne as he left the room. The thought of the three furies had lingered in his mind, and with that mental image, Lindsey quickly removed his clothes. He stroked his cock, enjoying the way it grew harder under his touch.
He settled himself in the middle of the bed, not bothering to remove the velvety comforter. He rubbed his back against it, loving the way the texture felt against him.
There was a soft knock on the door and it was opened slightly. "Are you ready, pumpkin?" Lorne asked from the other side of the door.
"Yeah," Lindsey replied. He was more than ready, but he didn't want to sound too eager. He wanted to act as cool as possible. He closed his eyes, imagining the furies once more. "Bring it," he whispered.
He heard the cracking sound of the door and barely audible steps coming closer to him. Opening his eyes, Lindsey saw Lorne standing beside him, wrapped in a red silk robe.
Lindsey looked at the door, refusing to believe that no one else was going to come through it. "I see you're ready," Lorne said naughtily as he noticed Lindsey's erection. He had noticed the Lawyer's expression of surprise when he saw him in the room. Lorne knew that Lindsey never expected him to be the cure he was talking about, but Lorne decided not to pay attention to that detail. Instead, he would center his efforts on letting the man know there were other kinds of good, imported stuff.
"Relax," Lorne instructed as he sat next to Lindsey on the bed.
"What? No," Lindsey sat up, but Lorne placed one of his hands on the man's bare chest, silently asking him to obey.
The contact of Lorne's rough skin against his created a strange effect on Lindsey, and he responded positively. As if he were in trance, he laid back, resting his head on the pillow.
Lorne crawled to the footer of the bed and Lindsey spread his legs, making room for him as he guessed his intentions. Smiling for the invitation, Lorne kneeled between his legs and bent over, lowering his face until he reached the lawyer's thighs. He kissed Lindsey's soft flesh and his tongue followed the path to the base of Lindsey's cock.
Rubbing his cheek against the tender flesh, his mouth aimed at the man's balls, sucking on them softly for a short moment before he ran his tongue from the base of the cock to the tip, repeating the movement downwards and upwards until a groan came out of the lawyer's throat.
Lorne looked up at Lindsey. The man grabbed the back of Lorne's neck and pulled him up for a kiss. The texture of Lorne's tongue was exquisite. Lindsey had never tasted anything like it before.
Lindsey's hands traveled down the demon's back. He forcefully grabbed Lorne's ass to press him closer to his own body, wanting to feel the silky texture of the robe against his skin.
"Easy there, tiger!" Lorne exclaimed. "You have your hands on my heart," he laughed. Lindsey laughed with him, but the laughter died as Lorne began kissing his neck and moving down on his chest, licking the flesh around his nipples. The demon had one of the most talented mouth's Lindsey ever had the pleasure to meet.
Lorne's tongue caressed the surface of his muscular abdomen and Lindsey felt a tingle on his belly as the demon approached his cock again. This time, without much preamble, Lorne grabbed his cock with both hands and took the tip in his mouth, running his tongue around it and making Lindsey moan with pleasure.
"Fuck, yes," the lawyer groaned as Lorne took him deeper inside him. The demon's lips contracted around his shaft and his hands applied a soft but firm pressure on his balls. Lindsey bucked his hips against Lorne's mouth, urging him to take his cock deeper inside his hot mouth and throat.
The demon didn't like to make people beg. He took Lindsey's entire shaft inside him. Lorne contracted his muscles and closed his lips around the lawyer's tender flesh, making him groan and moan in appreciation.
"Yeah, Lorne. Yeah!" Lindsey screamed as he came inside the demon's mouth. It had been the best blow job in the history of Lindsey McDonald. He looked down to see Lorne licking the remains of cum around his lips. The Pylean had a proud expression on his face.
"Thank you," Lindsey said, sitting up. He got out of bed and walked to the dresser. He poured vodka in a glass and handed it to Lorne to help him rinse his mouth. Lorne gave him a thankful nod in return. "If you tell anyone, I'll see that it is the last thing you do," the lawyer threatened Lorne with a smug smile on his face as he picked up his clothes.
Lorne watched Lindsey getting dressed. He waved goodbye at him without adding a word. Once the door was closed, Lorne smiled. Lindsey could threaten him all he wanted. Lorne would keep the secret because he didn't care if the world didn't know about them. All he wanted was for Lindsey to come back. But he knew he didn't have to worry about that. He had a feeling that he'd see the Wolfram & Hart lawyer back in Caritas soon.