Title: Fangs
Characters: Lily Walker, Lindsey Buckingham, Mick Fleetwood, mentions of Chris McVie, John McVie, and Stevie Nicks
Word Count: 3325
Rating: NC-17 [drinking, sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: It's Halloween, but Fleetwood Mac is on tour.  Not that they're not going to dress up for it anyways...





October 31, 1979
Denver, Colorado

While she would never admit to being used to the glamorous life of being a part of the Fleetwood Mac inner circle, Lily could admit it had perks.  Bearing her teeth, she admired the sharp, pointed fangs fastened to her teeth.  After the previous Halloween party, hosted at her and Lindsey’s house, she knew that she would have to go beyond basic costuming to make an impact that year.  Utilizing her modeling contacts, Lily had a pair of theatrical fangs custom-made.  A brief stop at recommended dentist while Lindsey was at soundcheck was all it took to fasten them in place.  She was certain her vampish bite would last through the night without problem.  Hiding it from Lindsey had been difficult, but his preoccupation with the concert provided all the distraction she needed.

A knock on the bathroom door drew her eyes away from admiring her teeth, “Babe, you ready?”

“I need another five minutes,” she shouted back.

Lindsey sighed, “Okay, Lil.”

Leaning forward, Lily carefully outlined her lips with a dark red pencil before applying her blood red lipstick.  She smudged a bit more eyeliner around her eyes before deciding she was in fact ready to join Lindsey.  This time she was not going to hide behind her costume, she was truly going to be her costume.

She stepped out of the bathroom a few moments later.  Before Lindsey got a good look at her, Lily bent over and fastened the straps on her stilettos.  Lindsey’s intense blue eyes focused on the milky white globes of her breasts, which seemed to be about to tumble out of her black satin bustier.  His eyes swept down her hourglass frame as she stood back up, pausing on the nearly waist-high slit in her long skirt.  His lips parted slightly, seeing the top of her fishnet thigh highs with a red ribbon peeking out, clipped to the top to hold the nylons in place.  His gaze continued down to her heels, softly groaning at the vision of her blood red stilettos.

As she stood back up, Lindsey’s eyes went to her face and he groaned, “Lil…”

She smiled slightly, baring her prosthetic fangs, “Yes?”

“Oh fuck me,” he moaned, seeing her pointed teeth.

“I plan to,” Lily winked, her long dark false lashes briefly touching her cheek. “But not until later, Brother Buckingham.”

He glanced down at his thrown together priest costume.  Instantly, he felt underdressed and undeserving in acting as the immortal beauty’s escort for the evening.  In fact, he’d rather just stay there and —

“Let’s go, Linds.  They’re waiting for us.”

“Huh?” his eyes moved from her seductive mouth to her eyes.

“The party?  The band?”

“What?”

“Lindsey, we’re supposed to meet the band at the bar for the Halloween party,” Lily spoke slowly.

“Can’t we just stay here and celebrate ourselves?”

Lily rolled her eyes, “No.  Now come along.”

“But, Lily,” he groaned, turning as she walked by, “can’t we—”

“No.  Besides, priests are supposed to be celibate.”



Leaning against the bar, Lindsey sipped on his drink as he watched his girlfriend dance in the center of the dimly lit dance floor.  He did not mind her gyrating with the strangers, since he knew nothing would come of it.  Besides there was something so erotic in watching her.  He merely erased all the others at the club from his mind’s eye.  All that mattered was his sexy Lily.

She had blossomed in the years they had been together.  He no longer even saw glimpses of the shy and meek girl he first met.  She was confident, sexy, and beautiful.  While Lindsey liked to believe it was all because of how he treated her, he knew a lot of it had to do with her taking control over managing the band.  She felt empowered within the Fleetwood Mac world.  He was okay with that, as long as she remained attached to him, in love with him.

Finishing up his drink, Lindsey pushed away from the bar and headed directly towards his girlfriend.  He passed by witches, angels, devils, and cats, but did not even glance at them.  The costumed dancers seemed to part like the sea, perhaps seeing Lindsey’s intense focus on Lily.  As she turned around with the music, her golden eyes met his a second before he pulled her to him and kissed her possessively.

“Hi,” she muttered breathlessly once the kiss ended.

Lindsey kissed her again, “Come have a drink with me, beautiful.”

With a glass of dark red wine pressed into her hand, Lindsey led Lily to small table in the outskirts of the club.  Sitting close to her, he kissed and nibbled on her ear before whispering to her.  She smiled and leaned closer to him, but said nothing as she sipped her wine.  His hand caressed her thigh, carefully tracing the netted lines up her leg.  As his fingertips reached the top of the nylon, Lindsey paused, waiting for Lily’s permission to proceed.  Rather than telling him to stop, Lily captured his mouth in a kiss, gently biting his bottom lip with her false fangs.

Groaning in the kiss, Lindsey lifted his hand from her thigh and removed the half-empty wine glass from Lily’s grasp.  After setting it carefully on the small, round table, he once more focused completely on her.  His lips returned to hers, his hand caressed her thigh again.  Ever so slowly, his fingertips worked up over the top band of the fish nets, feeling her silken flesh.  Emboldened by the beer in his veins and her equally aroused reactions, Lindsey followed the red satin ribbon up the remainder of her leg.

Just as his fingers reached the garter belt band and he realized he had not felt any panties, Lindsey froze.  A second later, Mick bellowed a greeting, pulled a chair over, and plopped down across the small table from the couple.

“Mick…” Lindsey glared at his bandmate.

“I kept trying to get close to get a dance with you, Lil,” his lust-filled eyes focused on her cleavage, “but—”

“Neither could I,” the guitarist interrupted. “But now that I’ve got her alone, here you are interrupting—”

“He’s fine, Linds,” Lily interjected, reaching for her glass of wine. “Where is the rest of the band?”

Mick shrugged, “Care for a dance with a fellow of the night?”

Her eyes dropped down to his outstretched hand but she did not slip hers in, “You hardly are, Mick.  Just because you have pale skin and somewhat Victorian attire doesn’t make you anything of the night.”

“I’ve got the teeth too!” he declared, pulling back to reach into his pockets.

Both Lily and Lindsey watched in amusement as Mick fished out a pair of children’s plastic vampire teeth.  They both laughed as he shoved them into his mouth and then smiled widely.  With the teeth intended for a much smaller mouth, they made his appearance comical, not frightening.

“Hardly a prince of darkness,” Lindsey commented with a smile, waving a cocktail waitress over with the hand not preoccupied with caressing Lily’s thigh.

“Like you did anything more,” Mick retorted, plopping the teeth back into his pocket.

“Tell me,” Lily leaned forward across the small table, temporarily halting Lindsey’s caresses, “would you think me… deadly on a night like this?”

His eyes snapped to her mouth, “Holy shit, Lil.”

“Those are teeth,” Lindsey stated smugly as his girlfriend leaned back beside him. “What you have are toys.”

“Not to be obscene,” Mick spoke, “but I can’t decide if getting head with those teeth is dangerous or really fucking hot.”

Lindsey’s face instantly soured and turned red with anger.  However, Lily interjected before her boyfriend could.

“Too bad you’ll never find out,” Lily declared, crossing her leg over Lindsey’s hand.

“Oh really?” his eyebrows arched up.

“Absolutely never,” she stated, briefly acknowledging the cocktail waitress as she cleared empty glasses away. “But I bet you could find someone to play with you tonight.”

“I don’t want to play with just anyone tonight.”

“Enough,” Lindsey’s voice cut through their interplay as he quickly jumped up.

Lily carefully reached for his hand, attempting to tug him back down, “Linds, relax.  Mick is harmless.”

“Harmless?  Harmless!?  In all the years you have known him, how can you consider Mick harmless?” his eyes met hers.

“Linds, sit back down and finish your beer.”

“How can you—”

“Sit back down, Lindsey,” she stated more strongly.

“But—”

She glanced at Mick who watched the couple with a smug expression on his face while he sipped his drink.  Waiting for the drummer to make eye contact with her, Lily attempted to motion him off with her eyes.  The drummer would have none of it and remained where he was.

“Okay, fine,” she stood up as well. “Let’s go back to the hotel.”

“I’ll call for the car,” Mick declared, getting to his feet too.

Her eyes returned to the drummer, her hand still holding Lindsey’s, “The driver is off for the night.  I told you that earlier.  The hotel is well within walking distance.”

“But—”

“And we’re walking alone,” she declared, stepping around the small table, nudging Lindsey along.

Before Mick could protest any more, Lily led Lindsey away from the drummer.  Not really feeling like returning to the hotel while negative energy surrounded them, she pulled Lindsey onto the dance floor.  He hesitated only until Lily softly kissed him and wrapped her arms around his neck.  Within two songs with his girlfriend grinding against him, Lindsey all but forgot about the near altercation with Mick.  His thoughts were once more occupied completely by the curvy woman in his arms.

“How do you do it?” he asked as she pressed her back to his chest, grinding her firm ass against him.

“Do what?” she leaned back, turning her head slightly so she could see him.

Lindsey quickly kissed her, “Make me forget about the world.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she responded before turning around fully to face him, her arms snaking over his shoulders. “I just love you.”

“Isn’t it against vampire code for you to love a man of the cloth?” he teased.

“I’ll stake any who tries to stop me,” Lily declared before kissing him.

Lindsey ran his tongue over her teeth briefly, “They really are beautiful teeth, Lil.”

She smiled, baring the pointed teeth fully, “I’m glad you like them…”

“I bet they cost me a pretty penny,” he chuckled.

“Oh like you care about that,” she responded, pulling away and leading him from the dance floor. “I’m hungry from all this dancing.  Let’s head back.”

He stopped, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her close to him, whispering in her ear, “So you can suck my blood?”

“Precisely.”

“Then lead the way, my mistress of the darkness.”

Passing by Chris dressed as a stereotypical black Mammy and John dressed as a Nazi officer deep in conversation just outside the club, cigarettes smoking, Lily said nothing to the ironic former couple as she pulled her priestly lover from the crowd.  While she wondered where Stevie was, having not seen her inside for some time, she pushed it from her mind and focused on getting back to the hotel.

The wine seemed to finally hit her head and Lily wobbled slightly on her stilettos.  Lindsey, who had gulped a beer down between the dance floor and the door, hardly noticed her state though his arm remained around her waist.  He chuckled as Lily hissed at other couples as they passed, apparently completely into her costumed role.  He loved it, enough to quicken their pace because he wanted his blood lusty lover to himself.

As they entered the hotel, he briefly noticed Stevie in the hotel lounge, sitting at the piano.  Part of him wanted to head over and ask her what she was playing.  But the rest of him was still focused on getting Lily up to the room as quickly as possible.  He only allowed a glance at Stevie before following Lily into the elevator.

Digging through her purse once they reached the room, Lily retrieved their room key.  Her fingers fumbled with it, dropping it to the carpet under their feet.  With a slight smile, she bent over, purposefully pressing her ass against his crotch as she did so, wiggling it suggestively.

“Dammit, Lily,” Lindsey groaned, snatching the key from her fingers as she stood up.

She giggled as he struggled to insert the key before kicking the door open and tossing the key in the general direction of the mini bar. He let the door slam closed behind him as he tore off his priestly robe and tossed it aside.  His fingers reached for Lily’s black skirt and pulled her back to him, tearing the skirt in the process.  Rather than turn her around, he quickly and carefully pushed her down to the plush carpet.

Pulling the slit in the skirt around towards her ass, tearing it completely up to the waistband, Lindsey groaned upon confirming what he discovered at the club: she wore no panties that evening.  With little ado, his fingers quickly slipped into her sex, stroking quickly to make certain she was as aroused as he.  He wasted not a moment between removing his digits and thrusting his erection into her hot body.  Both moaned at the contact.

After as few long thrusts, Lindsey’s hands left her hips and reached for her shoulders.  Her back arched to accommodate his reach and her fingers dug into the carpet.  Her moans became short gasps as he began to thrust quickly into her.  She pressed backwards as she pressed her forehead to the carpet, slightly muffling her moans in that position.

Though he loved everything about their intense coupling, even the way the rosary about his neck swung and hit his body after briefly dragging over Lily’s ass, Lindsey did not want just a quick fuck with his girlfriend.  Yet as this thought flickered in his mind, he felt the familiar orgasmic tension begin to build.  He would not be able to last through a position or location change.

“Lily,” he grunted.

“Yessss,” she moaned, purposefully squeezing her muscles around him.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned and thrust deeply into her body.

A breath later, as he began to pull out, his orgasm shot down his spine and into her throbbing body.  He pushed forward a bit more but ceased thrusting, emptying himself into Lily.  Finally pulling out, his gaze briefly settled on her wet entrance, smirking as a bit of his dream seeped out.

“Oh fuck, Lil,” he muttered. “You didn’t cum.”

“Don’t worry,” she stated, pushing up to just her knees and twisting slightly to catch his mouth in a kiss. “I’m far from done with you, Brother Buckingham.”

“Mmmm,” he smiled into another kiss, “corrupt me all that you want, Mistress of the Night.”

Untangling themselves, Lindsey helped Lily up from the carpet.  With a smirk, he removed the remaining tatters of her satin skirt.  As he was considering whether to remove her black corset or not, Lily kissed him, ending it with a nibble on bottom lip, and pulled away to head to the bed.  He remained where he was, watching as she stripped the blanket from the king-sized bed.  Another smirk fluttered across his face as he knew removing the bed sheets meant Lily certainly had intense intentions for the rest of the night.

Turning to face him, Lily beckoned, smiling seductively.  Lindsey quickly hurried to her, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her deeply.  As their tongues battled, his fingers sought to free her breasts from the confines of the corset.  Pulling out of the kiss, his brows knitted as he struggled to figure out how to remove the undergarment.  Giggling, she guided his fingers to the front of the corset, showing him the hidden metal clasps along the front seam.

Working down the metal clasps, Lindsey pulled the corset free and tossed it away from the bed, his eyes fastened on Lily’s breasts as they bounced free.  Groaning, he cupped a breast in each hand and leaned down to kiss each nipple.  Lily’s fingers tousled his short hair as he licked and sucked for a few moments before returning to kiss her mouth.

He guided her to lie down on the bed, but Lily quickly shifted their position so that she straddled him.  With a smile, she began to kiss down his neck, pausing to nibbled and suck his pulse, her false teeth leaving dark red spots on his skin.  She continued down, sucking and nibbling on his nipples while her hand reached down and groped his returning erection.  Quickly stretching up, Lily kissed his mouth deeply before skipping down to his cock.

Sitting on his knees, Lily stroked his cock with both hands, letting her long nails drag over his veins.  She tickled his crown, making him moan, before leaning down to lick his shaft.  Her golden eyes remained fastened on his as she made certain to show her teeth as she licked him.  The danger of the teeth coupled with the warm wetness of her tongue was driving him crazy.  Seeing the look in his eyes, Lily pulled away from her licking briefly, grinned at him, and leaned down, sucking his cock into her mouth.

“Oh fuck, Lil,” he groaned, his hips twitching.

Though she normally protected her teeth from biting down on him, this night Lily let her fangs gently drag on his sensitive skin as she slowly bobbed up and down on his cock.  He moaned, his finger grasping her messy blonde curls.  As she reached the tip of his erection, Lindsey used his handful of her hair to pull her away from her sucking and back up to kissing him.

“You fucking vixen,” he muttered before kissing her again.

“Don’t deny it.  You love it,” Lily stated, her hand slipping down between them, guiding him up into her body.

“God,” he moaned. “I fucking love you, Lily.”

“Mmmmm, good.  Because I love fucking you,” she stated, kissed him, and leaned up.

His hands squeezed her thighs as she began to gyrate and moan on top of him.  His right thumb traced over her hips, settled over her sex, pressing and rubbing her clit.  His left hand reached up and squeezed her breast.  As he pinched her nipple, her body began to tense.  Lindsey’s hands left their separate duties and returned to her hips, holding her stationary.  With a smirk, he guided her up, his own body following.

Holding Lily up, Lindsey quickly thrust up into her squishy body.  She gasped and attempted to sink down with him on each thrust, but he held her tightly.  Eyes meeting as he continued to thrust up into her, Lindsey felt her body tense and squeeze tightly around him a second before she moaned his name.  Pulling her tightly to him, Lindsey quickly rolled them and kissed her deeply before guiding her still-fishnet-covered legs to his shoulders.

Lily’s body continued to pulse and squeeze his cock as he thrust in and out of her.  Gazing down at her face, her dark red lipstick smudged, Lindsey spied her fangs whenever she moaned and gasped.  As her second orgasm began to clench his body, Lindsey grunted and pushed as deeply into her as possible.  He released her legs, allowing her to wrap them tightly around his waist, keeping them connected and pulsing together.

“I’m giving up God for you,” he muttered with a smile before kissing her again.

“Welcome to the night, my love,” she smiled. “If you’re lucky, I’ll turn you before dawn.”

Lindsey groaned, “Please.  I want to be yours for all eternity.”