A Moments... Series

Title: A Moments Weakness
By: Dani
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Feedback to: DaniMarieShafer@aol.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: B/Linds
Summary: This is the next story in my un-named series; this follows 3 weeks after the events in "A Moments Panic." This is PWP all the way.

AN: Okay... so... I'm not going to complain about the feedback, I got the most touching responses, thank you every one, really thank you!!! Because I got such nice feedback, here would be the next in the series. I hope you enjoy, and did you see how feedback made my write this so quickly... hint, hint, hint.

AN1: Another note, HELLO to all the new members who are joining daily, I hope you enjoy your stay :) I expect someone to start posting some stories soon...

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A Moments Weakness (1/1)

Buffy's laugh was more of a high pitched squeal, Lindsay fingers working quickly against her ticklish sides, his large body pinning hers in place. He sat on top of her, her narrow hips securely under his as his brown locks fell in front of his eyes.

"Lindsay... no more... I can't take it!" Buffy cried between fits of laughter, her face damp with tears. Lindsay looked at her lovingly, wondering how she managed to get more beautiful with each passing day. Her hair was fanned out behind her, her face flushed from their struggle, her lips swollen with kisses, her eyes bright with love.

"No way am I letting you up... I have you right where I want you..." Lindsay teased, his fingers beginning there assault once more.

Simultaneously the bell buzzer rang and the telephone sung. Lindsay sighed, releasing his hold, "Fine... but this isn't over." Lindsay smiled, wondering when he had ever been this happy. He bent his head down kissing Buffy with every ounce of passion he had, leaving her breathless, just laying on the floor her eyes vacant.

"Lindsay here." He laughed into the phone, watching Buffy's dazed expression on the floor. Lindsay ignored the caller talking through the handset, covering the mouth piece with his hand as he called out gently, "Um... sweetheart are you gonna get the door, or is who ever it is gonna just stand there all day?" Lindsay joked, before turning his attention back to the phone.

Buffy stuck her tongue out at him playfully, as she got up, straightening her wrinkled clothing as best she could. She answered the door on the third buzz, "Hello." She sung happily having no idea who would drop by.

Their stood the smiling faces of Faith, Xander and Willow. "Buffy... oh my god your alive!" Xander joked, pushing his way into the spacious apartment, and pulling her into a tight bear hug.

Buffy shrieked happily, gathering her other two friends into the hug. Ever since her and Lindsay had become involved 3 weeks earlier, she had seen very little of her friends.

"We brought movies... thought we’d make a night out of it... spend some quality Scooby time together." Willow explained happily, her facing beaming with sunshine.

Lindsay's body tensed at the male voice on the other end, jealousy bubbling up from his gut, "Who is this..." He asked sternly, trying to play it cool while giving the three uninvited guests a small nod and a smile to welcome them.

"This is Angel... is Buffy home... Buffy is staying there right?" Angel asked, wondering whom in the hell this Lindsay guy was that Buffy was living with. He had gotten this number from a forwarding service when he called Buffy's house.

"Angel who?" Lindsay asked, interrogating the man on the other line, his lawyer instincts kicking in. When had Buffy met this Angel, was it a boyfriend, a guy that she had met while he was working?

Buffy's face fell, Angel wasthe the phone. "Oh boy." Buffy muttered to herself, as she ignored the looks her friends were giving her.

They had all noticed Buffy's cheery demeanor, her flushed face that framed with messy hair, and her swollen lips. Xander couldn't help but think that this was the most gorgeous he had ever seen her. She had an extra sparkle in her bright green eyes.

Buffy quickly walked over the phone, trying to pull it out of Lindsay's hands as he moved the phone above her head, just out of her reach. She could hear Angel's annoyed tone on the end, "It doesn't matter who am, if Buffy is there can you just put her on the phone."

"Lindsay..." Buffy said softly, her eyes telling him that he nothing to worry about as she reached again for the small object.

"Angel's on the phone." He said dryly, finally handing over the phone as he glared at the phone then at Buffy. He was temped to just hang up the phone, and tell Buffy that the next time any one from the male gender called her, he was going to put a trace on their line and castrate them.

No one said anything as they watched the exchange, wondering why Lindsay was getting so mad over a phone call. "What kind of a name is Angel.. its so, so girly?" Lindsay asked, pulling Willow into a small hug as he tried to joke, lightening the mood. He liked the red head; she was one of his favorites out of Buffy's friends.

Xander laughed out loud, "And the name Lindsay isn't girly..." The boy shut his mouth quickly as Lindsay and Buffy glared at him.

Buffy turned her back away from prying ears, "Hey Angel." She said softly, her heart starting to ache just a bit from her past love.

"Um hey... who is the Lindsay guy... he sounds old? Are you living there?" Angel quickly asked, he wanted to find out if anyone was moving in on his girl. He had plans, and Lindsay wasn’t one of them.

"My dad is out of the country for the summer, and thanks to you he doesn't trus hom home alone... Lindsay is one of his business associates... I've known him for a long time." Buffy said as she blushed at the thought of her Father walking in on her and Angel during a heavy make out session the previous year.

Buffy was only acutely aware of the conversation going on across the room.

"So you guys want something to drink while Buffy's on the phone?" Lindsay asked sitting everyone down on the plush couch, looking through the couple of movies that they had brought over. Just what he needed, a night with Buffy friends, friends who had no idea what was going on. This meant he would have restrain him self. No touching, kissing, groping, no making love. He quickly scanned the area for discriminating evidence that would get him and Buffy caught.

Faith was the first to pipe up, "Ya Linds... I'll have some of that Blue Label." She smiled brightly, ignore Lindsay's frown.

"Ya right... you and Buffy put a good dent in it already, those are expensive shots at $250.00 per bottle... anything non-alcoholic to drink, considering you are all under 21?" He really didn’t care if they drank or not, he just liked giving them a hard time.

"Come on Linds... live a little, I'll have a beer, and Willow wants a Margarita." Xander joked as Willow hit him playfully on the arm.

Lindsay laughed, walking into the kitchen to get them all sodas, 'Live a little, ya... I'm having sex with a 17 year old girl, who's father will cut off my balls when he finds out' Lindsay thought to himself ‘I’m living a lot.’ His pace slowed as he walked by Buffy, he was trying to eavesdrop on her conversion with out being too overly obvious.

He could hear the laughter of the other man, the sound putting a smile on Buffy's face. His skin felt tight, his fists pumping with blood. "Good times, that was a fun night I remember..." Angel paused remembering the feel of her skin beneath his hand. "Well I was calling cause I hadn't talked to you in while, thought you might want to go out or something." Angel said smoothly, his voice purring like honey.

Lindsay had to wonder if that worked for him often, his smooth voice and straight forwardness.

Buffy's heart dropped, why was Angel calling now after all these months, her wish had finally come true, but it wasn't what she wanted anymore. "I'm sorry Angel... I can't. Its not a good idea." Buffy answered honestly, her eyes settling on Lindsay’s.

Willow gasped, turning to Faith, "I think he just asked her out... and I think she said no..." Her coffee eyes were bright with shock, wondering why Buffy would say no to something she had been hoping for, for months.

Faith smiled knowingly, wondering just how close her and Lindsay had become. Lindsay came back with four sodas just as Buffy was hanging up the phone. "So what was that all about, an old boyfriend?" Lindsay asked, walking closer than necessary to Buffy, their hips touching, their arms brushing against one another.

"We never really dated... umm... can we talk about this later?" Buffy asked, not wanting to delve into the uncomfortable subject. They took their seats next to each other, Lindsay's arm automatically going around Buffy's shoulders, his body on autopilot.

Xander looked curiously to Faith, who in return just shrugged her shoulders. "So Buffy... what have you been doing with your self? We haven't heard from you in a while?" Faith asked knowingly, raising her eyes at the blonde who subconsciously nestled into Lindsay's embrace.

"Me... um..." A blush creped on her face as Buffy remembered exactly what she had been doing for the past three weeks. Lindsay tried to hide his smile, "Ya know just hanging out... Lind's is letting me help him on some cases and stuff." Buffy said, telling half of the truth.

The five sat on the couch catching up, laughing and having a good time, everyone noticing the small gestures that passed between the two lovers as the night went on. A gentle touch here, a few loving glances there. Fawas was ready to puke by the end of the night. She could have sworn that neither was watching any of the movies.

Xander yawned his arms stretching out, as he looked at the clock, then to the peacefully slumbering Willow, the credits slowly playing on the large television screen.

"Hey Lindsay, do you think its cool if we just crash here tonight? Willows driving, and I hate to wake her." He explained, seeing a causally glance between Buffy and Lindsay.

Lindsay smiled, "Sure... not a problem."

Faith chuckled, it was clearly evident to her that something was going on, and them staying there was going to make him wait for what it was that he had been itching at all night.
Buffy gave Lindsay a bright smile of thank you, her eyes gently batting his, she mouthed, "I’ll make it up to you... I promise." Lindsay nodded as they all rose.

Xander stood, stretching his long lanky body, "Okay, so I guess I’ll take Buffy’s bed with Faith and Buffy, and Willow can just stay sleeping here."

Lindsay laughed, "I don’t think so. Faith and Willow in Buffy’s room, and you... on the couch." Lindsay put his hand on the couch, shoving lightly so he fell back on the soft cushions. Xander was the last boy he would let crawl into Buffy’s bed.

*****

Buffy shifted restlessly on the bed, her skin hot, her body aching. She couldn’t sleep she had been tossing and turning for the last 2 hours, her thoughts pressed on Lindsay. The way his mouth moved when he talked, the way his cheeks lit up when he was aroused, the sexy things he would whisper into her ear when no one was listening.

Buffy got up, wondering briefly if anyone would notice if she slipped into his room. Shaking her head, she decided maybe a cold glass of water would be a better idea, after all they could one night right? She couldn’t help but wonder what would happen when her dad go home.

The girls had pressed her for answers, asking what was up with her and Lindsay, and she had lied to them, telling them that they had just become really really good friends. Willow believed her, but Faith... she could see the look in her eye when she talked about him.

In the next room Lindsay was having similar thoughts, his body breaking out in a light sweat as he thought about his love lying in the next room. He had tried to sleep, his body shifting and turning in the soft bed, his silk sheets tangling around his legs. This was the first night since they had become intimate that they had slept in separate rooms, had not fallen asleep in a passionate haze. He would make love to Buffy until they were both exhausted, there bodies too tired to even move.

He sat up, ignoring his erection as he stood from the bed. He wondered if a cold, a very cold, glass of water would cool his thoughts.

He walked down the hall, glancing at Xander’s sleep form and then towards the kitchen. Lindsay smiled, seeing Buffy’s tight ass poking out from beneath her extremely short cotton shorts, her toned legs long and luscious as she looked for something in the bottom of the refrigerator. She was wearing a small cotton tank top, her ample breasts stretched against the fabric, her hard nipples poking out.

Xander was about to get up, hearing Buffy in the kitchen, but then he heard a second door. He watched as Lindsay walked down the hall, his muscular body making Xander look at him self, then back to the man who was walking towards Buffy, an extra bounce in his step.

Lindsay’s bare feet padded softly across the tile, "Couldn’t sleep either?" He asked, getting two glasses from the cupboard.

"No... not really... I have all this energy... my skin... I feel all tingly and..." Buffy blushed, not really wanting to let him know how horny she was feeling. She didn’t understand how much she could want one man. They did it morning, noon and night, several times a day, there sexual appetite never not once curbed, they only stopped out of sheer exhaustion, but would then wake in the middle of he night to sate each other some more.

Buffy watched how his muscular chest was highlighted from the soft glow of the fridge, his cotton boxers hanging off of his slim hips. Buffy licked her lips, her arousal increasing just a bit more as she saw his large but limp penis poking out from the cotton, its shape outlined by the fabric.

Lindsay gave a light chuckle, "Someone feeling a bit... unsatisfied?" He cooed, coming up behind her, shutting the door and pulling him into her body. "I miss you... I can’t believe how hard it is to sleep with out you... I kept reaching out for you, but you weren’t there." Lindsay pouted, making Buffy’s heart break open as he snuggled his face in her hair.

"And what are you doing running around in this... Xander’s right there on the couch... and I’d really hate to have to kick ass for looking at my girl." Lindsay mouth was suckling on her ear lobe, Buffy squirming in his arms.

Xander’s shock was silent, his heart breaking in half.
She turned into his arms, kissing Lindsay deeply as she leaned back against the counter, her hands gliding over his chest like water, her touch making his body purr. Lindsay responded to her, pressing all his weight on her, the need for water long forgotten. He needed her; she was his salvation, his nourishment.

"Ooooo.. Lindsay..." Buffy moaned, her head falling to the side as he kissed her jaw and neck, "We can’t... not here... Xander’s in the living room..." Buffy leaned into his kisses as she urged his hands to roam over her chest, her breasts feeling heavy and full all of a sudden.

Lindsay nipped at her skin, his erection pressing into her clothe covered center, he needed her now, and she need him. "Xander would sleep through and earthquake, we’ll be quiet... I need you baby... I can taste you in my mouth from earlier today..." Lindsay purred, his hand now traveling down the front of her tiny pair of shorts, softly tickling over her tight stomach and through her moist blonde curls.

Buffy gasped, her breath sucking deep into her lungs as his fingers delved for her weeping center, the thought of his tongue inside of her making her body weak. He roughly slammed two fingers inside of her, making a come to motion as he stroked deep within her womb. Buffy wanted to cry out in pleasure as he stroked her g-spot. "So wet Buffy... what are you thinking about love..." Lindsay’s tongue wisped at the outer shell of her ear.

Xander’s eyes were huge as he watched the couple in front him, too wrapped up in each other to notice that he was in fact awake. He felt guilt run down his spine, as his vision was riveted on the way Lindsay’s hand was buried inside of her shorts, obviously doing something to make Buffy keen against his fingers. He watched the look on her face as he pumped inside of her, his forearm flexing with each flick of his wrist.

He could barely make out what they were saying; he held his breath, too afraid to interrupt the moment.

"Oh god Lindsay... harder... feels soooo good..." Buffy moaned a bit louder, her body shaking with need as her nails clawed at his back, the edge of granite counter biting into her back as her teeth bit into her plump lip.

Lindsay licked his lips, his eyes dark with lust, "Ya... you like that... you’re so tight around my fingers, all I can think about is my dick inside you, you’re so fucking wet baby... I want to sink inside you, fuck you so hard that you’ll be screaming my name..." Lindsay bated, knowing that Buffy liked it when he talked to her. She had admitted it two days ago after cumming just from his words alone, nothing but his velvet voice coaxing her young body.

He was amazed at her grace, her flawless motions as she greedily learned anything he taught her.

Buffy struggled to keep her eyes open, knowing that they shouldn’t be doing what they were doing right here. Her friends were there, in her room, the other one just barely in the next room sleeping. Lindsay stroked her firmly, roughly, bringing her close to her peak with in minutes.

"Please Linds... I’ll do what ever you want... just please..." Buffy begged. She attacked his mouth, her teeth biting at his lip as she shamelessly ground her self against him, striving to release the intense pressure that was making her blood boil.

"Anything baby...?" Lindsay managed to get out between kisses, his dick growing harder by the second.

"Anything." Buffy said her emerald eyes on fire.

Lindsay broke free from her mouth, attacking her neck, worrying the skin between his h anh and sucking the flesh into his mouth harshly, leaving a purple bruise. He added a third digit, pressing his palm against her clit as he pumped his body against hers. Buffy came quickly, her teeth sinking into his bare shoulder, her cries muffls his his tender skin broke, leaving an imprint of her teeth.

Lindsay waiting until Buffy came down, still lightly stroking her inner walls as her breathing slowed back to normal. Buffy felt the foggy haze of reality tap her on the shoulder, her eyes trying to focus on the objects in front of her. Lindsay slowly pulled his hand out of her pants.

Both Buffy and Xander watched as he delicately slid each finger into his mouth, cleaning each digit and moaning as he went. Buffy smiled, her eyes heavy and hooded with arousal. "Are you trying to kill me?" She asked, her legs slick from her orgasm and her renewing arousal.

He kissed her, letting her taste her self on his breath, as there ton rol rolled overh oth other, there faces pressing together as the world fell around them. He broke the kiss slowly as he turned her around and placed her hands flat on the counter. Buffy bent her body out, her back arching enticingly as she stuck her ass in the air, her head tilted to the side as she watched and waited for what he would do next.

He moved her long straight honey hair out of the way, his mark standing clear on her neck as he pulled her hips flush with his, his hard cock begging to be set free. He smiled, gently thrusting against her body as she squirmed in front of him.

"Here?" Buffy asked in shock, thinking that what they did was bad enough. Inside she was secretly excited; the thrill of someone walking in on them making her heart beat just a bit faster.

"Yes here. You said anything baby... and I can’t wait... I need you now, right here. You can be quiet, and I’ll be quick..." Buffy smiled, Lindsay’s accent always seeming to be a bit heavier when he was aroused, his mind to preoccupied to concentrate on hiding his dialect.

Xander knew that he was pushing it, that now would be a good time to announce that he was awake, and watching them, but he couldn’t a morbid fascination making his own dick hard, his eyes were g on on the sight in front of him. He had wanted Buffy longer than he could remember; he knew that this was the closest he would ever be to being with her.

He could almost taste her when Lindsay had slid his fingers into his mouth, could almost feel her by look in his eyes as he watched her cum from his hand.

Xander kept quiet as he watched Lindsay move Buffy’s shorts to the side, exposing her glistening sex in the very early morning hours. Buffy leaned her head on the counter, its cool surface a welcome touch to her heated skin. She pushed her ass further out as Lindsay leisurely rubbed a finger in her wetness.

"Baby... do you still have your diaphragm in?" Lindsay asked softly as he fed his erection through the whole in his boxers, replacing his shaft for his finger as he brought the heavy flesh against her folds, coating his member with her musky ambrosia.

Buffy nodded, giving Lindsay a smile as she moaned, giving him a very seductive look. Lindsay held her shorts off to the side with one hand, as he used the other to guide himself inside of her, moaning as he melting into her, her warmth fusing his skin to hers. He stilled, temped to just spill himself inside of her at the first thrust, her molten walls caving in on his rod. Breathing deeply he began moving, painstakingly dragging the soft tissue out of her, and then ramming back inside of her.

Xander watched in pain as he could see Lindsay’s slick member appear then disappear into her, Buffy’s body backing into his with every gentle thrust. Buffy was moaning low in her throat, her mouth closed around her forearm as she struggled to conceal her pleasure. Lindsay grabbed at her hips, setting a fast tempo as he pumped into her, his head thrown back, his eyes tightly closed in concentration.

Xander could hear their soft grunts and moans; it made him sick to think that he was watching, invading their personal space as he felt his balls tingle. Xander bit down on his lip, wishing that he were Lindsay, wishing that it were him who was starting to pound into her with speed and grace, never loosing balance or focus.

If he didn’t know better, he would think that he was hurting her, that Buffy’s strangled cries were of pain, but he knew. She loved it, loved every second of it. What he heard next shocked him more than the actions themselves.

"God Buffy... I love you... love you so much... cum for me, cum with me." He purred, lovingly stroking her neck with his finger as his mouth curved into a smile, his cheeks pursing out around his eyes.

He loved her? What a crock of shit Xander thought, surely he was just using her, fucking her to pass time, but love? Did she love him back?

"Love you too... make me cum Lindsay, I’m so close..." Buffy whimpered, their combined cries getting slightly louder with each guarded smack of his hips against her ass. His actions increased tempo, his hips slamming into hers faster and harder as she slammed back against him just as fast and hard. Buffy screamed biting into her own flesh as she came, Lindsay right behind her as he gripped he tig tightly she would have bruises in the morning.

Xander felt his release, could imagine her around him as he squirted his sticky secretions into his pants. He wanted to cry from embarrassment, he had not even touched him self, just watched with wide eyes as Lindsay made the girl of his dream come twice in about 10 minutes.

Xander shut his eyes tightly, moving slowly back into his sleeping position as he heard them shifting in the kitchen, Buffy laughing softly when Lindsay tickled her neck with his coarse facial hair.

"Um... baby... that was amazing..." Lindsay told her, kissing her gently as he turned her around to face him. "Every time I make love to you it gets better than the last… how is that possible?"

Buffy’s slender arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him deeply, "I love you."

"Come to bed with me... I don’t think I’ll sleep unless I’m wrapped around your body, making sure that your safe, smelling your hair, feeling your soft fingers stroke my arm like you do every night before you fall asleep." His eyes held the memorized image that his mind was seeing, his own fingers lightly tracing her arm.

"You know we can’t. How would I explain that one… uh sorry Faith… I got horny in the middle of the night, had wild passionate sex withcradcradle robbing boyfriend and fell asleep in his arms." Buffy joked, snuggling her body against his firm muscles.

Lindsay laughed loudly at her joke, "Ya, sure... why not?" He smiled, "Things will be different... you’ll be 18 in... what 5 months? Come on, I’ll tuck you in, you need to get some sleep." He kissed her forehead, moving her long strands away from her face.

Xander watched as they walked hand in hand down the hallway, pausing in front of Buffy’s door for a very long passionate kiss, which included groping. He began to wonder if Buffy would go into his room for another round. He smiled happily, when he opened her door, gently placed her inside of the room, and then closed it. Xander sighed, wondering if he should tell anyone. Closing his eyes he feel asleep, once again wishing it was he with Buffy and not Lindsay.

THE END... of this part at least there is plenty more to come.