Title: Southern Comfort

Author: Janet Lynn (janet324@comcast.net) 
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Fred/Lindsey

Genre: AtS
Disclaimer: All things AtS belong to Joss Whedon (my god), Mutant Enemy, etc. I own nothing, so please don’t sue me. I just want to play with the yummy beings that Joss created.

Spoilers: Season 5 of AtS through “Destiny”.

Distribution: Shara Nesu’s Place, The Inspiration and list archives. Everyone else, just ask. I’m generous.

Website: http://www.geocities.com/stricken_girl/FortheFaithfulEntrance.htm

Author’s Notes: This is in response to Cat’s challenge on “The Inspiration” website and her very pretty begging. This is for you, baby!

Summery: Fred finds someone to share memories of home with…and maybe something more. Lindsey finds someone to extract some important information out of…and maybe something more.

A huge thanks to my sis Stephanie who is betaing for me. You rock babe!

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Response to Inspiration Challenge #19: A Fic with Lindsey paired up in a het 
pairing.

If you having yet, you should check out the Inspiration website @ http://chc.tampametalradio.com/InspirationEntrance.html





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Fred sighed as she looked at the small yellow post-it note in her hand. She made sure she had the correct address before she stepped into the elevator that would lead her up to her destination.



She had muttered to herself the whole way over to the apartment. “You should go find Eve, Fred. It wouldn’t be right to send one of the guys over and since you are the only girl here you should go, Fred. Sure Angel, whatever. I’m not the one that took a poke at her. He’s probably just freaked out about seeing her again. Stupid vampire.”



Now that she stood in front of the door whose number matched the one written on the piece of paper in her hand, she hesitated before knocking. She didn’t like Eve. She didn’t want to be here, but she was nominated to go so here she was. 



She knocked lightly on the door and shifted from foot to foot as she waited.



***** 



Lindsey sat up in shock when he heard the quiet knock at the door. He was expecting Eve, but she wouldn’t knock so he walked to the door and took a quick look through the peep hole. He recognized the girl immediately. Eve had briefed Lindsey on everyone who was working for Angel at Wolfram and Hart, but he had taken a special interest in the young brunette.



Fred struck a chord of kinship in Lindsey. She was from a small southern town, just like him. She had risen above the restrictions and stereotypes about dumb hicks and made something of herself. She intrigued him. He smiled as he stepped back from the door and quietly chanted the glamour he had memorized that would hide the mystical tattoos covering his body.



Once the spell was firmly in place and he cleared his throat, he swung open the door with a charming grin firmly in place.



Fred stood in front of the door with her hand hanging in the air, mid-knock. She smiled widely when she saw the man in the apartment.



“Hi” she said, a little too cheerily. She thrust her hand down to her side quickly when she realized it was still hanging in the air. Trying to figure out what to say, she suddenly held her hand out. “I’m Fred. Is Eve here?”



Lindsey took the offered hand. “Hi Fred” he said, slipping easily into the southern drawl of his youth. “Eve’s not here. Ya want to come in?”



Not waiting for an answer, he pulled the unresisting girl into the apartment with a smile. The young Texan looked around, a little wary of being alone in the small space with a total stranger. “I’m sorry. Who are you?” she asked with a slight shake in her voice.



“Sorry darlin’” Lindsey said, pouring on the charm. “I’m Lindsey. I’m Eve’s cousin. Just here visiting for the week.”



Fred smiled as she tried to place the familiar accent. <Arkansas, most likely> she thought. <Or maybe Oklahoma.> “Lindsey?” the brunette asked. As soon as it was out of her mouth, she flinched.



“It’s alright” Lindsey reassured the girl. “I get it all the time.”



“Let me guess” Fred said. “You’re named after you’re grandfather.”



The blonde nodded. “On my father’s side. And Fred? It doesn’t quite do you justice.”



“It’s Winifred, actually” she admits with a small smile.



“Let me guess” Lindsey says, answering her smile. “You’re named after you’re grandmother.”



“On my mother’s side” she says with a small giggle. “So I’m sorry to come over and bother you and all, but is Eve around?”



Lindsey frowned slightly. He tried to decide which lie to tell the pretty Texan. “No, I’m sorry. She’s not” he said as politely as he could. “She’s out with some of her college friends that came to town kind of unannounced. She felt real bad leaving me here by myself and all, but I’ve been here all week and I didn’t mind a night here alone. I’m used to it.”



Fred caught the well placed sadness in the former lawyer’s voice and frowned. “I was going to bring Eve back for my boss, but if she’s out I guess it will just have to wait until tomorrow.” She thought for a moment before she spoke again. “If you haven’t had anything to eat yet, maybe we could go and grab something. That is, if you want. I would hate to impose if you had any ideas.”



“No” Lindsey interrupted, trying to keep the evil smirk from his face. “I was just plannin’ on havin’ a taste of whatever Eve had on hand around here, but she is a single working girl…I mean, woman and I doubt she’s got much for me to eat. We’ve been going out all week.”



Inwardly, the blonde was crowing at this new development. He planned on getting as much information out of the young scientist before the night was up. It could definitely be an interesting several hours.



“Well, if you’ve had enough of the eclectic tastes of LA, I know a place not too far from here that serves some wonderful authentic southern cooking” Fred offered. It had been a while since she had been to ‘Harry’s’. She couldn’t get any of the others to go with her. Things between her and Gunn were extremely strained since their relationship had fallen apart and Wesley refused to eat food that he claimed was soaked in oil and fried until it was unrecognizable. Angel just didn’t eat and Fred was too nervous to ask Spike. Somehow she just knew it would be an experience. 



Lindsey smiled a genuine smile. “I’ve been dying for some real collard greens” he admitted before turning to walk into the bedroom. “I’ll grab my coat” he said over his shoulder and picked up the light jacket from the closet, trying not to let the girl see where he got the garment. When he came back in the front room, he added, “I’d better leave a note for Eve so she doesn’t worry when she gets back if I’m not here.”



Quickly, he penned:



Babe,



I’m going for a bit of home cooking with a tasty Texan dish.



Don’t be here when I get back.



L



He pulled on his coat and walked toward the still smiling young woman. He placed his hand in the small of her back and directed her out of the door and toward the elevator, holding the door for her like a proper southern gentleman. Behind her back, she never saw the rattlesnake smile directed toward her as he locked the door and followed her into the night.


Part Two



Fred giggled as she leaned against Lindsey as they made their way back to the apartment he shared with Eve. They were both stuffed and Fred was more than a little drunk thanks to Lindsey’s concoction of Dr. Pepper and Southern Comfort whiskey. He called it “Joe’s Comfort”. Apparently a friend of his made up the drink one night and now it had become a favorite of his. Fred tried some on a dare and couldn’t stop drinking them after that. 



They had indulged in quite a spread. Collard greens and fried okra had started the meal. Lindsey ordered an entire cornbread, complete with cast iron skillet. Fred ordered the Gumbo and Lindsey ordered the andouille sausage sandwich. Then just for kicks, Lindsey order two pounds of crawdads for them to share. 



Harry had tried to convince them to order some dessert, but they were too full to order anything. But the owner would have none of it and brought them a peach cobbler to share.



Now Fred was trying her best to stay upright and not make a fool out of herself. Lindsey helped the brunette into the elevator and then up to the apartment. He opened the door and ushered the young Texan inside. 



“Thanks for that, Darlin’” he said as he smiled at the slightly swaying girl. “That was just what I needed.”



“No problem” Fred said as she dragged her fingers over Lindsey’s strongly muscled arm. She couldn’t seem to be able to keep her hands off her escort. “That was fun. But I guess I should be getting going to go home now.” Finally finishing her rambling sentence, Fred giggled again before moving her hand from his arm to his chest.



“Wini” Lindsey said, using the nickname he started using at the restaurant. “I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to driving right now. Maybe you should stay here for a little bit before you try to drive.”



Fred blushed at the implied suggestion. She leaned into the tall blonde and tried to whisper, “What do you think we should do while we are waiting for the buzz to wear off?”



Lindsey was trying very hard not to laugh at the girl who was practically throwing herself at him. It was almost too easy. But Lindsey was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth so he leaned forward and whispered against the overly warm lips, “I’m sure we could come up with something.”



Fred gasped when the she felt the man’s lips pressed against her own. Even through the fog of her drunken brain, she sighed at the foreign feeling of lust coursing through her. It had been such a long time since she had been with anyone. She had felt a connection with the dark blonde and she figured he felt it too.



Lindsey leaned in and grasped the brown locks at the roots and roughly pulled the smaller girl into him, kissing her possessively. At the small gasp pulled from her lips, the man knew he had her right where he wanted her.



Fred alternately moaned and gasped between kisses as Lindsey slowly directed her from the apartment’s entryway and into the small bedroom. She was too busy running her hands over the well muscled back to realize that Lindsey had already removed her jacket and was quickly working on her top.



As he maneuvered the girl in his arms into the room in the back, the blonde wracked his brain, trying to remember if there was anything left out that would give Fred any indication of his real relationship with Eve. Looking around quickly and feeling satisfied that there was nothing to worry about, the former lawyer reached down and swept the girl up and deposited her onto the bed.



Fred smiled up at the grinning blonde. Lindsey slowly began to pull the buttons from their holes on his soft cotton shirt. He pulled apart the now opened shirt and let it slide down his arms to pool on the floor at his feet. Fred’s smile grew as she eyed the excessively tight T-shirt defining the well proportioned muscles lying beneath. 



Lindsey loved the look of the girl lying on the bed before him. Her long brown hair fanned out around her head like a mane. Her lips were parted as she panted roughly, the passion and drink getting the better of her. He quickly removed the T-shirt before he knelt down on the bed next to the brunette.



Fred gasped as the former lawyer made quick work of the buttons on her shirt before he pulled the silky material apart and exposing the lacy bra hidden underneath. With a single finger, he reached over and expertly undid the front catch, opening the restricting undergarment.



Lindsey swooped down and pushed the lacy material aside before taking a single, pert nipple in his mouth. He slowly licked and nipped at the small bud, smirking at the girl’s breathy responses.



Rough hands roamed over the expanse of soft flesh as the blonde mapped the girl’s chest and belly with his fingertips. Slowly, they dipped into her navel, causing the brunette to giggle and buck against the sensation. Liking the response, Lindsey snaked his tongue out to mimic the actions of his fingers with his tongue. As Fred bucked and cried out at the new sensation, Lindsey made quick work of her pants and soon the young Texan was completely naked, open and exposed for the blonde to see.



Kneeling between the silky, white thighs, Lindsey slowly traced the tips of his fingers across the pointy hip bones, down the soft thighs and into the hollow behind the delicate knees on either side of him. Watching the girl writhe at the sensation, the former lawyer knew he had her right where he wanted her. He pushed the legs even further apart before settling himself between them and leaning down to inhale the sweetness of her scent.



Nudging open her soft folds with his nose, Lindsey smiled at the soft gasp from above him. He licked her warmth, softly at first but then with increasing urgency.



Fred knew she was keening and whimpering like a wanton whore, but she couldn’t stop herself. This man was taking her to places she hadn’t been in far too long. Much too quickly she felt the familiar tingling that she recognized as the beginning of her release and she whined that this feeling would be over so soon.



Lindsey felt her body tense beneath him and he quickly thrust two fingers deep inside her, roughly pushing her toward orgasm.



The brunette cried out as wave after wave of pure pleasure crashed over her. Her fingers had tangled in the long, dark blonde locks and she was pulling on them relentlessly. He grunted at the harsh treatment, but did not pull away. While the girl came down from her peak, Lindsey quickly reached down and freed himself from his trousers, kicking them to the floor.



Before she could recover, the young man raised himself up and thrust himself into the still quaking channel to the hilt. Fred gasped and arched up against the body pressing her down against the mattress below. The quick and rough invasion was harsh and almost painful. With almost no preparation, the cock that filled her caused her to stretch almost beyond what the small girl could tolerate. 



Buried in the tight warmth, Lindsey couldn’t help but piston quickly in and out of the wet channel. He panted as he thrust into her, uncaring of her pleasure or pain. 



Fred cried out, in pain this time, not in pleasure. Her hands scrambled over his back, trying to catch hold of something, anything to stop the relentless pounding. She scratched her nails trying to get his attention, but nothing would stop the man on top of her from his task.



Feeling himself nearing his end, Lindsey smiled down at the panting girl. Knowing she was not as ready as he was, the blonde reached between their bodies and roughly began to stroke her clit, forcing the nub to send electric like shocks throughout the girl’s body. He continued his assault on her body with his cock and fingers until he felt her arch and clench around him.



Fred cried out as her second orgasm was pulled from her almost painfully. Her already sensitive clit was stroked and pinched until she was plunged into another earth shattering orgasm. She felt Lindsey cry out and stiffen above her as he pulsed and shuttered inside her, riding out his orgasm and hers.



Once he was finished, the blonde collapsed on top of the smaller girl before rolling off her to allow her to breathe. She rolled over to rest her head on his shoulder for a moment, lightly stoking her fingers over the hard muscles under her.



Lindsey allowed the gentle touches for a moment before he leaned down to kiss the top of her head. “Thirsty?” he asked as he extracted himself from beneath her and headed, naked, into the small kitchen.



“Sure” Fred replied as she sat up to watch the tempting ass saunter out of sight. As he returned, she saw something she hadn’t noticed before. “Are those tattoos?” she asked, taking the glass of water from him and sipping it slowly.



Lindsey gasped lightly and looked down at his naked body. He had forgotten all about the glamour he had used at the beginning of the evening. He hadn’t realized how much time had past. Apparently it was just enough for the spell to be completed. He looked at the smiling girl and asked silkily, “What? You don’t like?”



“No” the brunette stammered out quickly. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it. I was just curious is all? I’ve never seen anything like them.”



As she reached out to touch the mystical designs, the former lawyer caught her hand by the wrist and pulled her up for a searing kiss. As he pulled away, he smiled before asking, “So do you think you’re sober enough to get home?”



Fred pulled back as though she had been slapped. She couldn’t believe that he wanted her to leave. “Yeah” she mumbled. “I guess.”



“Great” Lindsey said with his sweetest smile. “I have an early morning tomorrow. Gotta catch a plane, you know. It’s been great. You were great, really. I just think it would be really weird to have Eve come home and you still be here, you know with you two working together and all.”



Fred nodded at the hastily given explanation. She quickly began to find her clothes and she pulled them on as the blonde did the same, watching her the whole time. She couldn’t believe that she had forgotten all about Eve. Once she was dressed, she looked up at Lindsey who was now completely dressed as well.



“Will I see you again?” she asked, hoping that she didn’t sound too desperate.



“Sure thing, Darlin’” the blonde said with a huge smile on his face. Schooling his feature to keep from laughing, he continued, “Next time I come for a visit, I’ll be sure to call you.”



Fred nodded as the former lawyer herded her toward the door. When he opened the door for her, Fred turned and smiled at the man. He couldn’t resist. He leaned down for one last sweet and tender kiss. They both sighed at the gently brushing of lips and tongue. Once the kiss ended, Lindsey brushed a stray piece of hair behind a delicate ear and whispered into it, “Goodbye, Wini.”



“Goodbye, Linds.”



Once Lindsey closed the door, he moved to the window to see if he could watch the brunette leave. Sure enough, Fred moved to a car in front of the apartment complex and got in. Lindsey smiled as he watched the girl sigh and wipe her face before she started the car and drove away. Lindsey wasn’t sure if the sigh was from joy or sadness and honestly, he didn’t care.



He pulled out his cell phone and pressed the speed dial.



“Hey babe” he said when his girlfriend answered the phone. “Yeah, she’s gone. You can come home whenever.” He quickly ended the call and looked back out the window in the direction the young Texan had left in.



She had been quiet a spot of fun. He wondered if anyone else in Angel’s camp would prove as tasty. Wesley was out of the picture and Gunn might be too much of a challenge. Maybe the blonde vampire. He certainly seemed like a tasty morsel. 



Lindsey chuckled as he headed toward the shower. “Bet he could do with a bit of southern comfort” he drawled as he sauntered naked into the tiled room, already forming a plan.



~~The End~~