Chapter Twenty-three, The Pit
Posted by DiF on Sunday, March 11, 2012
Title: Love Runs Deeper: Chapter Twenty-three, The Pit
Rating: NC-17 [language, sex, alcohol]
Summary: The band finishes up recording at Record Plant and plan to leave the decadent studio behind. Lily and Lindsey visit her mother.
Sitting in the lounge, nose crinkling at the continued wafts of smoke into the room, Lily looked over the piles of receipts from the previous week. The majority of the bands’ purchases were unnecessary and it was driving her crazy. She was going to have to find a moment of Mick’s time to talk about it all. They could not keep bleeding money, especially since the album was not nearly as close to being done as the label wished.
With this in mind, she set a plate on top of her pile to keep it from getting disturbed and got to her feet. Ignoring Stevie’s friends and the other random people who seemed attached to the band just for drugs, Lily left the lounge in search of Mick. With it being at least two in the morning, she knew the band was struggling through recording something. That alone made no sense to her. They would enter the studio around seven or eight, binge and party, before finally actually getting to work after midnight. It made even less sense to her two months into it than it did at the beginning.
Lily stopped just outside the studio, watching through the window as the band played through some song. Waiting until Lindsey tossed his guitar to the floor in frustration, she opened the door and stepped in. She paused to talk with the producers briefly before venturing fully into the studio. Lindsey noticed her a moment before the others did.
He stalked over to her, “Just when I needed an angel.”
Waiting until his kiss ended, Lily smiled, “I am here to rescue Mick from you actually.”
He frowned, “Really?”
She kissed him quickly, “I just need to ask him something real quick. Then you and I can sneak off…”
His eyes brightened, “Really?”
“Give me just a minute with Mick.”
Stepping away from Lindsey, she approached the tall drummer. No longer afraid of his height, she looked up into his eyes and quickly rated his inebriation in his mind. A bit surprised to find him on the lower end, but quickly explaining that away with the fact he had been playing for awhile now, she motioned him away from the rest of the band. He lit a cigarette as he stepped aside with her, glancing at Lindsey as he picked up his guitar.
“What’s up, Lily Pad?”
She smiled slightly at his sudden nickname, “We need to talk about finances. The band is—”
“I’ve handled it already,” he declared, blowing smoke out the side of his mouth.
“What?”
“I went ahead and booked a ten-day tour to get out there and really test these songs,” he stated.
“When were you planning on telling me?”
He shrugged.
She rolled her eyes, “Okay, so when do we leave?”
“Three days,” he answered.
“Okay…”
“But we’re done here. We just need to finish Chris’s song. Which we can’t get the right sound here. So I need you to book us a different space,” he declared.
“Like what?”
“A concert hall or something. And we need it by tomorrow night.”
Lily stared at him blankly for a long moment, “Seriously?”
Mick nodded, “You can do it. I’m sure of it.”
She rolled her eyes, “That’s not the point, Mick.”
“Then what is, love?”
“Nevermind. I’ll find your concert hall for tomorrow night,” she responded. “What were you recording tonight?”
“One of Stevie’s songs. It’s…intense,” he smirked before stubbing out his cigarette in a nearby ashtray.
“Ah,” she nodded slightly. “That explains Lindsey’s mood.”
“You better go turn him around,” he commented, motioning to the guitarist as he packed up his equipment, “before he breaks something.”
Heading towards Lindsey, Lily waited until he stood fully up. She quickly wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed his ear. His arms folded over hers briefly, before he peeled them off and turned around. With a smile, Lindsey embraced her again and kissed her lips.
“Let’s go for a walk before we head back to the condo?” she suggested softly, still seeing tension around him.
“Okay,” Lindsey agreed.
With it being late in the night and knowing the garden at the studio was not well-lit, Lily wandered down the hallway, holding his hand. They passed occupied offices, full mostly with engineers and other sound guys who clung to the band in the studio for the constant partying. Wanting to be alone with Lindsey, she continued on.
Pushing open a door to a room neither had been in before, Lily felt around for a light switch. After flicking on the light, they glanced around. Plush carpet covered every surface in the room, the walls, floor, and ceiling. An opening in the flooring contained the control room, with a fully padded hatch to make certain absolutely nothing echoed in the room at all. Pillows littered the room and psychedelic murals and embroidery decorated the room, heightening the surreal feeling of it all.
Letting the door close behind them, Lily curiously stepped further into the room. Lindsey knew what room they were in and was a bit surprised to find it empty. He supposed no one ventured down to that particular, odd studio without Sly Stone’s presence, but he said nothing to his girlfriend. Watching her slowly move about the room made him completely forget about the drama of Stevie’s latest song. Her innocent curiosity was adorable.
Lily slowly approached the carpet-covered loft. Her golden eyes focused on the large set of plush, red lips. She glanced over her shoulder at Lindsey, looking to see his reaction. He merely smirked at her. Smiling at him, she climbed up the ladder and disappeared through the red lips.
She giggled and poked her head back out a moment later, “Come on, Linds.”
Smirking again, he nodded. Lindsey headed over to the loft bed. Looking up at her, he hesitated climbing up for a brief moment before quickly ascending the ladder. He kissed her at the top before she backed up, allowing him to climb fully onto the bed. Crawling towards her, Lindsey chuckled as she tossed her shoes over the edge and settled down. With a smile, he mimicked her movements and tossed his boots off as well.
“Where are we, Linds?” she asked softly as he stretched out beside her.
He reached over and brushed hair from her face, “I think we’re in Sly Stone’s room.”
Her eyes held his, “Who is that?”
Lindsey leaned forward and kissed her softly, “Sly and the Family Stone?”
She shook her head.
“Well, he’s… oh, nevermind,” he shifted closer to her. “I’ll play you his record when we get home.”
“The condo?”
“No,” he kissed her again. “Los Angeles.”
“Oh… right.”
Lindsey’s hand ran down her side before halting at her waist. As his lips touched hers again, his hand slipped around her body. His fingertips pressed against her lower back, pushing her closer to him. She parted her lips and invited the kiss to deepen. With a soft moan and pressing her even closer, Lindsey’s tongue rolled over hers.
“Linds,” she breathed.
“Yes?”
“I love you,” she muttered and kissed him again.
“Mmmmm,” Lindsey returned the kiss.
His hands rubbed her back, slowly working towards the hem of her shirt. His fingers slipped under the soft cotton fabric, gently tracing up her spine. Once his touch bumped into her bra, his hand carefully roamed to cup her breast. His thumb traced circles around her nipple, feeling it harden under his touch.
Breaking from kissing her mouth, Lindsey carefully pulled her tee shirt off and tossed it aside. Lily’s eyes met his and she nodded slightly. His lips pecked hers once more before he carefully unfastened her bra. She rolled onto her back as he pulled her bra down her arms. He kissed her once more before looking down at her breasts. A soft groan passed his lips before he leaned down and kissed each rosy peak.
Moaning, Lily’s fingers disappeared into his unruly curls. Knowing that was a positive reaction, Lindsey began to softly suck on one nipple while rubbing the other. The contrasting sensations of his warm soft mouth and his rough, calloused fingers were making her head spin. Soft gasps and moans passed from her lips and her fingers clenched and unclenched in his hair. With a smile, Lindsey switched breasts, suckling on the other and caressing the one wet from his saliva.
After a few minutes of worshipping her plump breasts, he leaned back up and kissed her mouth. Their eyes met as he ended the kiss. His fingers brushed her hair back from her face and he kissed her again. Without saying anything, her fingers tugged on the hem of his shirt. With a half-smile, Lindsey pushed away from her enough to pull his shirt off and toss it aside. Her short nails scratched down his chest briefly before he leaned back down to kiss her once more.
With his lips kissing down her throat, intending to suckle on her breasts again, Lindsey’s hand caressed circles on her skin. Ever so slowly he worked down her body. She moaned as he lightly bit her nipple and his fingers traced around her navel. A gasp trailed another moan as Lindsey cupped her jean-covered sex. While he listened and waited for some sign of fear as he massaged her gently, Lily did not tense. Instead, she wiggled beneath his touch, almost as if she wanted more.
He knew he did.
Lindsey stretched up and kissed her mouth once more. As he pulled up with her bottom lip briefly caught between his teeth, his eyes looked deeply into hers. Still seeing no resistance, his hand moved to the waistband of her jeans and slipped inside. She gasped as he began to rub her sex with only the barrier of her cotton panties between. A groan escaped Lindsey as he felt the material quickly dampen.
“Lil…” he uttered.
Her hands reached up, grasped his hair, and pulled him down into a kiss. A bit surprised at the intensity of it but nonetheless pleased, Lindsey kissed her back with just as much passion. She moaned into his mouth as he pressed his finger slightly between her petals and wiggled. He really wanted to touch her more, to do more than just tease her clitoris through her panties, but as long as her jeans remained on, he could not.
“Lil, can I…?”
Eyes meeting his once more, she nodded slightly. Trying to conceal his excitement, he carefully pulled his hand out of her pants. Keeping eye contact, he unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped the zipper. He paused briefly, waiting for her to arch her hips up. With a smile, Lily did just that, allowing Lindsey to peel her pants off.
Smiling as he tossed her jeans away, he met her in another kiss before freely cupping her sex. His long fingers nudged her thighs apart while his mouth fastened on her nipple again. Up and down his fingertips traced, making her panties darken more with each passing stroke. She moaned again when he rubbed circled around her swollen clitoris.
“Lindsey,” she breathed.
His eyes went to hers before he realized he was instinctively rubbing against her leg. He instantly froze and his fingers stopped moving. He was certain she was going to protest what he was doing. But instead, she guided him into a promise-filled kiss before reaching down and timidly groping the cock straining against his jeans. Lindsey pressed his forehead to hers while she continued to lightly rub his jeans.
“Lindsey,” she breathed again, making his eyes open.
“Yes…” he responded huskily.
Rolling over on her side, forcing Lindsey’s hand to leave from between her legs, Lily pushed the metal button through the buttonhole. He bit his bottom lip as she carefully unzipped his jeans. Her wide eyes flicked up to his before she parted the fly. His erection pushed out, only hidden by the soft cotton of his boxers. He gasped as she tentatively touched the tip of his penis. Both of their eyes glanced down as her fingers circled around his shaft and just held it.
With a smile, Lindsey kissed Lily, pressing her back onto the mattress again. Her fingers remained around his cock as they rolled, holding him snugly. He thrust slightly in her hands, causing her fingers to slide along his length ever so slightly. Her eyes opened wide, but she did not remove her hand.
Lindsey leaned up onto his knees, pulling his cock free from her fingers. Her eyes fastened upon his tented boxers, widening once more. Instead of freezing or pulling away, Lily propped herself up on her elbows. Smiling, Lindsey pushed his jeans down to his knees before leaning forward once more and kicking them fully off. As he did so, he quickly sucked on her breast, making her giggle.
Slowly he pushed her to lie back down. His lips traced a serpentine path up to her mouth. Lily wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs naturally parted for Lindsey to lie between. His hands cupped and squeezed her breasts as he began to grind against her body. With both still wearing their underwear, Lindsey knew there was no chance of actually making love to her, but in the moment he did not care.
Lily suddenly gasped, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against her clitoris. Liking her response, Lindsey pushed up onto his knees. Her eyes focused on his briefly before looking down to what he was doing. Holding onto his clothed-erection, Lindsey began to purposefully rub it against her pubic mound. Lily moaned, her body arching up to meet his. He smiled and continued to rub himself against her, noticing her panties slip into her crack.
Unable to resist, Lindsey leaned down and kissed her exposed lips. She gasped and whimpered but did not pull away. Finding that to be a good sign, he dug her panties out and pulled them to the side. Her eyes went wide when he licked her most intimate of places. She moaned loudly as he discovered her engorged clitoris and licked circled around it. Feeling a foreign feeling beginning to overtake her body, Lily closed her legs around Lindsey’s head.
Chuckling against her sex, Lindsey reached up and pried her legs away from his head. After returning her wet panties to their proper location, he licked his way up to her mouth. As they kissed once more, he settled between her legs and began to grind into her body. Again, her panties disappeared into her crack as he pressed the head of his cock pass her petals. He thrust gently against her sex, bumping into her clitoris purposefully. She gasped and moaned, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.
“Oh god, Lil,” he groaned before kissing her deeply. “I need you so bad.”
“Linds… I feel…. Funny,” she breathed.
He pushed as deeply into her as her panties would allow, “That’s good, baby.”
Her fingers clenched his upper arms as moans left her lips. Lindsey nibbled on her neck and shoulders, continuing to grind against her body. She gasped and clawed at him, not entirely sure what was happening to her. Her body suddenly tensed all over and she arched towards him. Lindsey grunted and pushed hard against her, the crown of his penis buried in her clitoral hood. His orgasm pulsed against the cotton barrier of his boxers, but she still felt it as her body throbbed.
As her eyes opened and looked up at him, she realized it was dark in the room, “Lindsey, the lights…”
He glanced up before leaning down to kiss her, “Maybe they’re on a timer.”
“Linds…”
He kissed her again, “Don’t worry, baby.”
“Did we…?”
“Not quite,” he rolled off of her. “Do you… want to?”
“I…”
Lindsey kissed her again, “You’re right. Our first time probably should not be in Sly’s bed. Let’s go back to the condo.”
Reaching around in the darkness, Lindsey realized their clothing was not up in the loft with them. Stealing one more kiss, he climbed down the ladder, feeling a bit uncomfortable with his boxers sticking to his half-erect penis. He hurried over to the door and flicked the light back on before gathering up their clothing. With a small laugh, he tossed Lily’s up to her, feeling his cock harden slightly as her breasts bounced while she attempted to catch them.
As she climbed down the ladder a few minutes later, Lindsey moved up behind her, trapping her halfway down. He swept her hair to the side and nibbled on her neck briefly. Unable to help himself, he groped her breasts and grinded against her ass slightly.
“God, Lily,” he muttered in her ear before sucking on it.
She leaned back against him, her eyes closed. Lindsey continued to massage her breasts for a few moments before his hands slipped down to her hips. With little effort, he lifted her off the ladder and set her carefully down on the carpet. She turned to him, stole a kiss, and then slipped her shoes back on.
Holding hands, Lindsey led her out of Sly’s Pit and back into the studio proper. Though some people moved about in the halls, it seemed far quieter than normal. Lily stopped at a vacant office and glanced around for a clock. Her eyes widened slightly.
“Linds… it’s seven in the morning. That means we were in there for…”
He kissed her ear, “About two hours.”
“Linds, I have so much to do. I have to book some place for recording tonight. And if we’re leaving, I need to go see my mother. And I need to—”
His kiss interrupted her words, “At least nap first.”
“But—”
“Come and nap with me first. Then we’ll do everything you want to do, Lily.”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lily fastened her sandals as Lindsey stepped out of the bathroom. A soft breeze filtered from the open window in the bathroom. She closed her eyes briefly, inhaling the scent of the bay. His lips touched her closed eyes, making them flutter open.
“Ready to go?” he asked softly.
She nodded, “I got everything packed up while you slept. So we just need to swing by Zellerbach Auditorium and pay them for tonight before heading to see my mom.”
“You should have slept with me, Lil,” he kissed her forehead.
“I’ll be fine. I’ve been sleeping so much lately, I’ve got plenty in reserves.”
“But—”
Lily stood up, kissing him in the process, “Let’s go. We have a lot of ground to cover.”
Arriving at Berkley forty-five minutes later, Lily led Lindsey by the hand to Auditorium. Once they located the director, Lily negotiated the final points of the rental while Lindsey wandered off slightly. He glanced around the auditorium, focusing on the small group of students playing on the stage. Listening to their music echo throughout the hall, he understood and agreed that Christine’s song would sound best in that location. He did not know what the rest of the band would do, but he supposed that did not matter.
Lily slipped up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his ear, “We’re all done.”
His arms folded over hers, “They’re not half bad.”
Resting her chin on his shoulder, she listened for a minute, “They are pretty good. Chris will sound beautiful.”
“She will. Wait, did you tell them about the piano?” he pivoted slightly in her embrace.
Lily quickly kissed his mouth, “Don’t worry, Linds. I handled it all.”
He turned fully, “I should have known. Should we have lunch before visiting your mom?”
She nodded and led him out of the auditorium. As they slipped back into the car, she felt as if she was being watched. While that was mostly normal, especially with the police escort, this felt different, more sinister. But she pushed it out of her mind and gave Lindsey directions to nearby café. They dined, hidden in a back booth, before heading to the hospital where her mother resided.
Getting out of the car with her, Lindsey embraced her in the parking lot, kissing her gently, “Do you want me to go with you?”
“I… maybe you should,” she nodded slightly.
Nodding, he settled his arm about her shoulders and headed into the hospital. Lily pulled away slightly and spoke with the receptionist while she signed the two of them in. After making sure a note was made on her mother’s paperwork that Lily would not be local, they headed back to her mother’s room.
Lily stopped just outside the door, “Linds, I want you to be fully prepared for this. She’s not likely to care who you are, if she even notices you’re in the room with us. There’s a good chance she won’t know who I am. And she can sometimes get violent. I don’t know if she’s restrained right now or not.”
“Lil…”
“I just want you to be aware. And to say: you don’t have to protect me from her. If she comes at me, don’t intervene, please.”
“But—”
“Please, Linds,” she requested and grabbed his hand, tugging him into the room.
Seated in a rocking chair mostly facing the window, Lily’s mother stared vacantly at the curtains. Her blonde hair had been carefully brushed and braided down her back, though she would likely tear it out if a fit hit her. Her body was frail, thinner than Lily was when Lindsey first met her. Though he could not see her fully, what of her profile Lindsey could see reminded him of Lily. In the very least Lily and her mother shared a nose and lips. He could only imagine that her mother had once been quite stunning. It made him even sadder to know she threw her life away as she had. Perhaps Lily was right when it came to avoiding intoxication.
“Mother?” she spoke softly, approaching the woman who looked much older than her thirty-six years. “Mother, I have come to visit. And I brought my boyfriend.”
Melanie did not look her direction or give any indication of realizing she was not alone in her room any more.
Lily moved a plastic chair from beside the door next to her mother and sat, “Mom, I need to tell you some things, okay?”
She continued to stare vacantly at the curtains. Lily’s gaze followed her mother’s and she frowned. Without asking, as she knew she would not get a response, she stood and pulled the curtain to the side. Her mother gasped as sunlight spilled into the room, covering her eyes from the blaring light. A tumble of profanity left her lips but she did not strike out at her daughter as she once more sat down.
“Mother,” Lily focused on her face once more, watching her hands drop from her eyes, “I’m not going to be able to come and see you as often. I’m going to be traveling with my boyfriend, Lindsey. But you’re going to be well taken care of.”
“You fucking slut,” Melanie hissed, her hand coming up to strike Lily.
Though he had been warned to not intervene, Lindsey’s hand instantly shot forward, grasping Melanie’s tiny wrist. Her eyes flashed to his, deep brown meeting bright blue. She did not speak or try to pull away, but merely stared angrily at him. Lindsey remained calm, but steady.
“I am sorry for what happened to you, Miss Walker. I am. I am sorry you feel that you are trapped in a body and maybe sometimes a mind that does not belong to you,” he spoke softly. “But that is never a reason to strike out with words or hands at your daughter. Lily is the most beautiful woman I have ever known. Her heart and soul are pure and that is something you should remember. She has worked her life away, let go of dreams even, just to make sure you are okay. And believe me when I tell you this: she will continue to take care of you and love you, even if she is not here.”
The tension left her arm. Lindsey carefully released her wrist and Melanie dropped her hand. Her eyes left Lindsey’s and looked at Lily. She blinked three times and then turned back to the window. Lily looked up at Lindsey. He smiled reassuringly and leaned down, his lips brushing across hers ever so softly.
“Lindsey, I told you to not—”
“I could not let her beat you, Lily. I told you that I would protect you. And I will,” he vowed.
She smiled softly and kissed him again before standing up, “Will you sit with her for a minute while I go talk to the staff about the… police?”
“Of course, Lil.”
Sitting in the plastic chair as his girlfriend left the room, Lindsey looked over her mother. He knew she would be difficult to read, or at least Lily believed that. But as his eyes absorbed the marks on the woman’s wrists from restraints to the dark bruises where her IVs normally were, he realized she was not as hard to read as Lily might believe. She was sad and frustrated and angry for what she had become, what she had done to herself. Now trapped in a body and a mind that did not really talk to each other had to be extremely difficult, especially if she had been half as bright as Lily was now.
“Miss Walker,” he spoke softly, drawing her eyes away from the window’s vista, “I am truly sorry for what has happened to you and I know Lily is too. It’s a fucked up world that we live in. I didn’t know you before this happened, but I can see in your eyes right now that you would go back in time and change everything if you could. I want you to know… I want you to know that I will always protect and love Lily. All that is bad in the world will not touch her. I will not allow it. There is light and happiness in her eyes and I will not allow that to dim, to disappear. I promise you, Miss Walker, I will give your daughter the best life possible. I will give Lily everything.”
Rating: NC-17 [language, sex, alcohol]
Summary: The band finishes up recording at Record Plant and plan to leave the decadent studio behind. Lily and Lindsey visit her mother.
Sitting in the lounge, nose crinkling at the continued wafts of smoke into the room, Lily looked over the piles of receipts from the previous week. The majority of the bands’ purchases were unnecessary and it was driving her crazy. She was going to have to find a moment of Mick’s time to talk about it all. They could not keep bleeding money, especially since the album was not nearly as close to being done as the label wished.
With this in mind, she set a plate on top of her pile to keep it from getting disturbed and got to her feet. Ignoring Stevie’s friends and the other random people who seemed attached to the band just for drugs, Lily left the lounge in search of Mick. With it being at least two in the morning, she knew the band was struggling through recording something. That alone made no sense to her. They would enter the studio around seven or eight, binge and party, before finally actually getting to work after midnight. It made even less sense to her two months into it than it did at the beginning.
Lily stopped just outside the studio, watching through the window as the band played through some song. Waiting until Lindsey tossed his guitar to the floor in frustration, she opened the door and stepped in. She paused to talk with the producers briefly before venturing fully into the studio. Lindsey noticed her a moment before the others did.
He stalked over to her, “Just when I needed an angel.”
Waiting until his kiss ended, Lily smiled, “I am here to rescue Mick from you actually.”
He frowned, “Really?”
She kissed him quickly, “I just need to ask him something real quick. Then you and I can sneak off…”
His eyes brightened, “Really?”
“Give me just a minute with Mick.”
Stepping away from Lindsey, she approached the tall drummer. No longer afraid of his height, she looked up into his eyes and quickly rated his inebriation in his mind. A bit surprised to find him on the lower end, but quickly explaining that away with the fact he had been playing for awhile now, she motioned him away from the rest of the band. He lit a cigarette as he stepped aside with her, glancing at Lindsey as he picked up his guitar.
“What’s up, Lily Pad?”
She smiled slightly at his sudden nickname, “We need to talk about finances. The band is—”
“I’ve handled it already,” he declared, blowing smoke out the side of his mouth.
“What?”
“I went ahead and booked a ten-day tour to get out there and really test these songs,” he stated.
“When were you planning on telling me?”
He shrugged.
She rolled her eyes, “Okay, so when do we leave?”
“Three days,” he answered.
“Okay…”
“But we’re done here. We just need to finish Chris’s song. Which we can’t get the right sound here. So I need you to book us a different space,” he declared.
“Like what?”
“A concert hall or something. And we need it by tomorrow night.”
Lily stared at him blankly for a long moment, “Seriously?”
Mick nodded, “You can do it. I’m sure of it.”
She rolled her eyes, “That’s not the point, Mick.”
“Then what is, love?”
“Nevermind. I’ll find your concert hall for tomorrow night,” she responded. “What were you recording tonight?”
“One of Stevie’s songs. It’s…intense,” he smirked before stubbing out his cigarette in a nearby ashtray.
“Ah,” she nodded slightly. “That explains Lindsey’s mood.”
“You better go turn him around,” he commented, motioning to the guitarist as he packed up his equipment, “before he breaks something.”
Heading towards Lindsey, Lily waited until he stood fully up. She quickly wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed his ear. His arms folded over hers briefly, before he peeled them off and turned around. With a smile, Lindsey embraced her again and kissed her lips.
“Let’s go for a walk before we head back to the condo?” she suggested softly, still seeing tension around him.
“Okay,” Lindsey agreed.
With it being late in the night and knowing the garden at the studio was not well-lit, Lily wandered down the hallway, holding his hand. They passed occupied offices, full mostly with engineers and other sound guys who clung to the band in the studio for the constant partying. Wanting to be alone with Lindsey, she continued on.
Pushing open a door to a room neither had been in before, Lily felt around for a light switch. After flicking on the light, they glanced around. Plush carpet covered every surface in the room, the walls, floor, and ceiling. An opening in the flooring contained the control room, with a fully padded hatch to make certain absolutely nothing echoed in the room at all. Pillows littered the room and psychedelic murals and embroidery decorated the room, heightening the surreal feeling of it all.
Letting the door close behind them, Lily curiously stepped further into the room. Lindsey knew what room they were in and was a bit surprised to find it empty. He supposed no one ventured down to that particular, odd studio without Sly Stone’s presence, but he said nothing to his girlfriend. Watching her slowly move about the room made him completely forget about the drama of Stevie’s latest song. Her innocent curiosity was adorable.
Lily slowly approached the carpet-covered loft. Her golden eyes focused on the large set of plush, red lips. She glanced over her shoulder at Lindsey, looking to see his reaction. He merely smirked at her. Smiling at him, she climbed up the ladder and disappeared through the red lips.
She giggled and poked her head back out a moment later, “Come on, Linds.”
Smirking again, he nodded. Lindsey headed over to the loft bed. Looking up at her, he hesitated climbing up for a brief moment before quickly ascending the ladder. He kissed her at the top before she backed up, allowing him to climb fully onto the bed. Crawling towards her, Lindsey chuckled as she tossed her shoes over the edge and settled down. With a smile, he mimicked her movements and tossed his boots off as well.
“Where are we, Linds?” she asked softly as he stretched out beside her.
He reached over and brushed hair from her face, “I think we’re in Sly Stone’s room.”
Her eyes held his, “Who is that?”
Lindsey leaned forward and kissed her softly, “Sly and the Family Stone?”
She shook her head.
“Well, he’s… oh, nevermind,” he shifted closer to her. “I’ll play you his record when we get home.”
“The condo?”
“No,” he kissed her again. “Los Angeles.”
“Oh… right.”
Lindsey’s hand ran down her side before halting at her waist. As his lips touched hers again, his hand slipped around her body. His fingertips pressed against her lower back, pushing her closer to him. She parted her lips and invited the kiss to deepen. With a soft moan and pressing her even closer, Lindsey’s tongue rolled over hers.
“Linds,” she breathed.
“Yes?”
“I love you,” she muttered and kissed him again.
“Mmmmm,” Lindsey returned the kiss.
His hands rubbed her back, slowly working towards the hem of her shirt. His fingers slipped under the soft cotton fabric, gently tracing up her spine. Once his touch bumped into her bra, his hand carefully roamed to cup her breast. His thumb traced circles around her nipple, feeling it harden under his touch.
Breaking from kissing her mouth, Lindsey carefully pulled her tee shirt off and tossed it aside. Lily’s eyes met his and she nodded slightly. His lips pecked hers once more before he carefully unfastened her bra. She rolled onto her back as he pulled her bra down her arms. He kissed her once more before looking down at her breasts. A soft groan passed his lips before he leaned down and kissed each rosy peak.
Moaning, Lily’s fingers disappeared into his unruly curls. Knowing that was a positive reaction, Lindsey began to softly suck on one nipple while rubbing the other. The contrasting sensations of his warm soft mouth and his rough, calloused fingers were making her head spin. Soft gasps and moans passed from her lips and her fingers clenched and unclenched in his hair. With a smile, Lindsey switched breasts, suckling on the other and caressing the one wet from his saliva.
After a few minutes of worshipping her plump breasts, he leaned back up and kissed her mouth. Their eyes met as he ended the kiss. His fingers brushed her hair back from her face and he kissed her again. Without saying anything, her fingers tugged on the hem of his shirt. With a half-smile, Lindsey pushed away from her enough to pull his shirt off and toss it aside. Her short nails scratched down his chest briefly before he leaned back down to kiss her once more.
With his lips kissing down her throat, intending to suckle on her breasts again, Lindsey’s hand caressed circles on her skin. Ever so slowly he worked down her body. She moaned as he lightly bit her nipple and his fingers traced around her navel. A gasp trailed another moan as Lindsey cupped her jean-covered sex. While he listened and waited for some sign of fear as he massaged her gently, Lily did not tense. Instead, she wiggled beneath his touch, almost as if she wanted more.
He knew he did.
Lindsey stretched up and kissed her mouth once more. As he pulled up with her bottom lip briefly caught between his teeth, his eyes looked deeply into hers. Still seeing no resistance, his hand moved to the waistband of her jeans and slipped inside. She gasped as he began to rub her sex with only the barrier of her cotton panties between. A groan escaped Lindsey as he felt the material quickly dampen.
“Lil…” he uttered.
Her hands reached up, grasped his hair, and pulled him down into a kiss. A bit surprised at the intensity of it but nonetheless pleased, Lindsey kissed her back with just as much passion. She moaned into his mouth as he pressed his finger slightly between her petals and wiggled. He really wanted to touch her more, to do more than just tease her clitoris through her panties, but as long as her jeans remained on, he could not.
“Lil, can I…?”
Eyes meeting his once more, she nodded slightly. Trying to conceal his excitement, he carefully pulled his hand out of her pants. Keeping eye contact, he unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped the zipper. He paused briefly, waiting for her to arch her hips up. With a smile, Lily did just that, allowing Lindsey to peel her pants off.
Smiling as he tossed her jeans away, he met her in another kiss before freely cupping her sex. His long fingers nudged her thighs apart while his mouth fastened on her nipple again. Up and down his fingertips traced, making her panties darken more with each passing stroke. She moaned again when he rubbed circled around her swollen clitoris.
“Lindsey,” she breathed.
His eyes went to hers before he realized he was instinctively rubbing against her leg. He instantly froze and his fingers stopped moving. He was certain she was going to protest what he was doing. But instead, she guided him into a promise-filled kiss before reaching down and timidly groping the cock straining against his jeans. Lindsey pressed his forehead to hers while she continued to lightly rub his jeans.
“Lindsey,” she breathed again, making his eyes open.
“Yes…” he responded huskily.
Rolling over on her side, forcing Lindsey’s hand to leave from between her legs, Lily pushed the metal button through the buttonhole. He bit his bottom lip as she carefully unzipped his jeans. Her wide eyes flicked up to his before she parted the fly. His erection pushed out, only hidden by the soft cotton of his boxers. He gasped as she tentatively touched the tip of his penis. Both of their eyes glanced down as her fingers circled around his shaft and just held it.
With a smile, Lindsey kissed Lily, pressing her back onto the mattress again. Her fingers remained around his cock as they rolled, holding him snugly. He thrust slightly in her hands, causing her fingers to slide along his length ever so slightly. Her eyes opened wide, but she did not remove her hand.
Lindsey leaned up onto his knees, pulling his cock free from her fingers. Her eyes fastened upon his tented boxers, widening once more. Instead of freezing or pulling away, Lily propped herself up on her elbows. Smiling, Lindsey pushed his jeans down to his knees before leaning forward once more and kicking them fully off. As he did so, he quickly sucked on her breast, making her giggle.
Slowly he pushed her to lie back down. His lips traced a serpentine path up to her mouth. Lily wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs naturally parted for Lindsey to lie between. His hands cupped and squeezed her breasts as he began to grind against her body. With both still wearing their underwear, Lindsey knew there was no chance of actually making love to her, but in the moment he did not care.
Lily suddenly gasped, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against her clitoris. Liking her response, Lindsey pushed up onto his knees. Her eyes focused on his briefly before looking down to what he was doing. Holding onto his clothed-erection, Lindsey began to purposefully rub it against her pubic mound. Lily moaned, her body arching up to meet his. He smiled and continued to rub himself against her, noticing her panties slip into her crack.
Unable to resist, Lindsey leaned down and kissed her exposed lips. She gasped and whimpered but did not pull away. Finding that to be a good sign, he dug her panties out and pulled them to the side. Her eyes went wide when he licked her most intimate of places. She moaned loudly as he discovered her engorged clitoris and licked circled around it. Feeling a foreign feeling beginning to overtake her body, Lily closed her legs around Lindsey’s head.
Chuckling against her sex, Lindsey reached up and pried her legs away from his head. After returning her wet panties to their proper location, he licked his way up to her mouth. As they kissed once more, he settled between her legs and began to grind into her body. Again, her panties disappeared into her crack as he pressed the head of his cock pass her petals. He thrust gently against her sex, bumping into her clitoris purposefully. She gasped and moaned, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.
“Oh god, Lil,” he groaned before kissing her deeply. “I need you so bad.”
“Linds… I feel…. Funny,” she breathed.
He pushed as deeply into her as her panties would allow, “That’s good, baby.”
Her fingers clenched his upper arms as moans left her lips. Lindsey nibbled on her neck and shoulders, continuing to grind against her body. She gasped and clawed at him, not entirely sure what was happening to her. Her body suddenly tensed all over and she arched towards him. Lindsey grunted and pushed hard against her, the crown of his penis buried in her clitoral hood. His orgasm pulsed against the cotton barrier of his boxers, but she still felt it as her body throbbed.
As her eyes opened and looked up at him, she realized it was dark in the room, “Lindsey, the lights…”
He glanced up before leaning down to kiss her, “Maybe they’re on a timer.”
“Linds…”
He kissed her again, “Don’t worry, baby.”
“Did we…?”
“Not quite,” he rolled off of her. “Do you… want to?”
“I…”
Lindsey kissed her again, “You’re right. Our first time probably should not be in Sly’s bed. Let’s go back to the condo.”
Reaching around in the darkness, Lindsey realized their clothing was not up in the loft with them. Stealing one more kiss, he climbed down the ladder, feeling a bit uncomfortable with his boxers sticking to his half-erect penis. He hurried over to the door and flicked the light back on before gathering up their clothing. With a small laugh, he tossed Lily’s up to her, feeling his cock harden slightly as her breasts bounced while she attempted to catch them.
As she climbed down the ladder a few minutes later, Lindsey moved up behind her, trapping her halfway down. He swept her hair to the side and nibbled on her neck briefly. Unable to help himself, he groped her breasts and grinded against her ass slightly.
“God, Lily,” he muttered in her ear before sucking on it.
She leaned back against him, her eyes closed. Lindsey continued to massage her breasts for a few moments before his hands slipped down to her hips. With little effort, he lifted her off the ladder and set her carefully down on the carpet. She turned to him, stole a kiss, and then slipped her shoes back on.
Holding hands, Lindsey led her out of Sly’s Pit and back into the studio proper. Though some people moved about in the halls, it seemed far quieter than normal. Lily stopped at a vacant office and glanced around for a clock. Her eyes widened slightly.
“Linds… it’s seven in the morning. That means we were in there for…”
He kissed her ear, “About two hours.”
“Linds, I have so much to do. I have to book some place for recording tonight. And if we’re leaving, I need to go see my mother. And I need to—”
His kiss interrupted her words, “At least nap first.”
“But—”
“Come and nap with me first. Then we’ll do everything you want to do, Lily.”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lily fastened her sandals as Lindsey stepped out of the bathroom. A soft breeze filtered from the open window in the bathroom. She closed her eyes briefly, inhaling the scent of the bay. His lips touched her closed eyes, making them flutter open.
“Ready to go?” he asked softly.
She nodded, “I got everything packed up while you slept. So we just need to swing by Zellerbach Auditorium and pay them for tonight before heading to see my mom.”
“You should have slept with me, Lil,” he kissed her forehead.
“I’ll be fine. I’ve been sleeping so much lately, I’ve got plenty in reserves.”
“But—”
Lily stood up, kissing him in the process, “Let’s go. We have a lot of ground to cover.”
Arriving at Berkley forty-five minutes later, Lily led Lindsey by the hand to Auditorium. Once they located the director, Lily negotiated the final points of the rental while Lindsey wandered off slightly. He glanced around the auditorium, focusing on the small group of students playing on the stage. Listening to their music echo throughout the hall, he understood and agreed that Christine’s song would sound best in that location. He did not know what the rest of the band would do, but he supposed that did not matter.
Lily slipped up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his ear, “We’re all done.”
His arms folded over hers, “They’re not half bad.”
Resting her chin on his shoulder, she listened for a minute, “They are pretty good. Chris will sound beautiful.”
“She will. Wait, did you tell them about the piano?” he pivoted slightly in her embrace.
Lily quickly kissed his mouth, “Don’t worry, Linds. I handled it all.”
He turned fully, “I should have known. Should we have lunch before visiting your mom?”
She nodded and led him out of the auditorium. As they slipped back into the car, she felt as if she was being watched. While that was mostly normal, especially with the police escort, this felt different, more sinister. But she pushed it out of her mind and gave Lindsey directions to nearby café. They dined, hidden in a back booth, before heading to the hospital where her mother resided.
Getting out of the car with her, Lindsey embraced her in the parking lot, kissing her gently, “Do you want me to go with you?”
“I… maybe you should,” she nodded slightly.
Nodding, he settled his arm about her shoulders and headed into the hospital. Lily pulled away slightly and spoke with the receptionist while she signed the two of them in. After making sure a note was made on her mother’s paperwork that Lily would not be local, they headed back to her mother’s room.
Lily stopped just outside the door, “Linds, I want you to be fully prepared for this. She’s not likely to care who you are, if she even notices you’re in the room with us. There’s a good chance she won’t know who I am. And she can sometimes get violent. I don’t know if she’s restrained right now or not.”
“Lil…”
“I just want you to be aware. And to say: you don’t have to protect me from her. If she comes at me, don’t intervene, please.”
“But—”
“Please, Linds,” she requested and grabbed his hand, tugging him into the room.
Seated in a rocking chair mostly facing the window, Lily’s mother stared vacantly at the curtains. Her blonde hair had been carefully brushed and braided down her back, though she would likely tear it out if a fit hit her. Her body was frail, thinner than Lily was when Lindsey first met her. Though he could not see her fully, what of her profile Lindsey could see reminded him of Lily. In the very least Lily and her mother shared a nose and lips. He could only imagine that her mother had once been quite stunning. It made him even sadder to know she threw her life away as she had. Perhaps Lily was right when it came to avoiding intoxication.
“Mother?” she spoke softly, approaching the woman who looked much older than her thirty-six years. “Mother, I have come to visit. And I brought my boyfriend.”
Melanie did not look her direction or give any indication of realizing she was not alone in her room any more.
Lily moved a plastic chair from beside the door next to her mother and sat, “Mom, I need to tell you some things, okay?”
She continued to stare vacantly at the curtains. Lily’s gaze followed her mother’s and she frowned. Without asking, as she knew she would not get a response, she stood and pulled the curtain to the side. Her mother gasped as sunlight spilled into the room, covering her eyes from the blaring light. A tumble of profanity left her lips but she did not strike out at her daughter as she once more sat down.
“Mother,” Lily focused on her face once more, watching her hands drop from her eyes, “I’m not going to be able to come and see you as often. I’m going to be traveling with my boyfriend, Lindsey. But you’re going to be well taken care of.”
“You fucking slut,” Melanie hissed, her hand coming up to strike Lily.
Though he had been warned to not intervene, Lindsey’s hand instantly shot forward, grasping Melanie’s tiny wrist. Her eyes flashed to his, deep brown meeting bright blue. She did not speak or try to pull away, but merely stared angrily at him. Lindsey remained calm, but steady.
“I am sorry for what happened to you, Miss Walker. I am. I am sorry you feel that you are trapped in a body and maybe sometimes a mind that does not belong to you,” he spoke softly. “But that is never a reason to strike out with words or hands at your daughter. Lily is the most beautiful woman I have ever known. Her heart and soul are pure and that is something you should remember. She has worked her life away, let go of dreams even, just to make sure you are okay. And believe me when I tell you this: she will continue to take care of you and love you, even if she is not here.”
The tension left her arm. Lindsey carefully released her wrist and Melanie dropped her hand. Her eyes left Lindsey’s and looked at Lily. She blinked three times and then turned back to the window. Lily looked up at Lindsey. He smiled reassuringly and leaned down, his lips brushing across hers ever so softly.
“Lindsey, I told you to not—”
“I could not let her beat you, Lily. I told you that I would protect you. And I will,” he vowed.
She smiled softly and kissed him again before standing up, “Will you sit with her for a minute while I go talk to the staff about the… police?”
“Of course, Lil.”
Sitting in the plastic chair as his girlfriend left the room, Lindsey looked over her mother. He knew she would be difficult to read, or at least Lily believed that. But as his eyes absorbed the marks on the woman’s wrists from restraints to the dark bruises where her IVs normally were, he realized she was not as hard to read as Lily might believe. She was sad and frustrated and angry for what she had become, what she had done to herself. Now trapped in a body and a mind that did not really talk to each other had to be extremely difficult, especially if she had been half as bright as Lily was now.
“Miss Walker,” he spoke softly, drawing her eyes away from the window’s vista, “I am truly sorry for what has happened to you and I know Lily is too. It’s a fucked up world that we live in. I didn’t know you before this happened, but I can see in your eyes right now that you would go back in time and change everything if you could. I want you to know… I want you to know that I will always protect and love Lily. All that is bad in the world will not touch her. I will not allow it. There is light and happiness in her eyes and I will not allow that to dim, to disappear. I promise you, Miss Walker, I will give your daughter the best life possible. I will give Lily everything.”
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