back with a meme...

[jean_geanie]

The combination of arsehole lecturers, work and assignments is making me about as happy as Sam Tyler in front of a television screen so I figure I need some sort of creative outlet.

Here it is:

Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of at least one of them.

Snippet really does mean

Comments

[severinne]

Oooh, intriguing! I'd love to play along but for clarity first - by 'name three fics' do I give you just titles? Or plot summaries, or what?

[jean_geanie]

Anything you like really, where I saw this they did plot summaries or just themes (e.g. like sam/Litton bdsm .... *0.o .... starts searching for brain bleach*) but it's all for fun so I'm not fussed :)

[severinne]

Ahh, okay, I'm with it. Especially now that you and wyvernwolf have demonstrated how it's done (admit it, you loved writing that...):

Chris courting the transvestite from 2.02 (he may or may not realize that she's a he)
Sam/Harry Woolf, Gene watching
Sam/Ray secretly and passionately in love in the cheesiest way possible

[jean_geanie]

I don't have to admit anything.. *hides big grin*

This was written really late and I've probably substituted quantity for quality but I hope it get's a smile ;)

****

Sam was lying in his bed, pants around his ankles, face buried in his pillow, having the worst sex of his life.

"Saw Woolf last night Sam. Like talkin' to a ghost."

"Christ, I'm sorry Gene."

"Doctors said he's got another week in 'im tops, they've dosed up to the eyeballs in painkiller's."

"Well, that's... er... at least he's not in pain."

"Not quite."

"Pardon?"

"Pills 'ave got a nasty side effect, make 'im horny as all 'ell."

"Oh."

"Yeah poor sod... wanted to get 'im a prozzie like but he didn’t want any rumours gettin' started."

"Doesn’t he have a wife?”

"He has...selective tastes."

"Hmm?... oh."

"So... I was wondering."

"I don't think I like where this is going."

"Just once Sam."

“You want me to give 'im a pity fuck? No Gene

[jean_geanie]

*shudder*

should have known you'd get the hang of this straight away, these are all horrific, brilliant prompts.

ok...*places brain bleach next to her* the snippet:

Sam leaned back in the chair, propping his cuban heels onto the desk in front of him with two audible thuds. Two pairs of eyes watched him carefully, cautiously; tongues darted out of mouths to lick lips as Sam glared down at them. The two men, both his seniors in rank, were kneeling in front of him (heads bowed, hands cuffed) there because Sam willed it.
Sam sensed Gene's eyes on his face and returned the man's gaze. There was a flash of surprise and fear in his blue eyes as they met Sam’s, Gene bowed his head instantly but his shoulders were held taut, waiting for the abuse.

"What did I say about making eye contact." Sam's tone was flat, unforgiving. He swung his feet off the desk and began stalking over to the two men.

"Not t' do it." Gene replied in monotone, Frank groaned and Sam's eyes flashed dangerously.

"And what did I say about speaking." The words

[jean_geanie]

lol hey I did say brilliant (horrific but brilliant) didn't I?

What does it say about me as a person that this prompt as the easiest to write?

As for the horrifying factor; I figured Sam plowing into Rathbone might be a little bit too much for all of us *takes a swig of brain bleach before passing it over* I mean I felt dirty just alluding to him having prepared Gene for a good rodgering :P

And I didn't even mention The Master once lol ;)

Glad you liked it!