Title: Mind Fuck
Fandom: Life on Mars
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters or their universe. BBC/Kudos do. I’m not making any money out of this.
Rating: Brown Cortina for male/male sex
Word Count: 124
Summary: How to make Sam stop thinking
Author’s Note: So I had a chopping-board moment while cooking tea, and scribbled this down on an old pizza box. I was a bit surprised that no ending came along to join it, and now, four hours later, I don’t think it’s going to. Not at all sure why it’s second person, only done that once before. Not posting to Lifein1973.
“Gene, oh God, Gene ... fuck ... me,” Sam gasps, his body taut and slick beneath you.
Even through the wild arousal, this tickles the funny side, and you smile.
“I am doing, you daft bugger. I don’t go red and pant like this for nothing, you know.”
He looks so adorable laid out before you, ripe for the taking, open and trusting and available.
The glazed eyes clear and the man – that mind – is there, looking up and grinning. “More purple, I’d say, Guv. Or is that just your knob?”
“Cheeky sod”, you retort, contemplating stopping, just to show him. Then “Bugger that,” you think, speeding up instead, driving the mind of the man you love, just for a while, back into neutral.