Title: I Don't Even Know
Character/Pairing: Mark Salling/Lea Michele
Rating: Adult/NC-17/M
Word Count: 1190
Summary: I'm not sure how to summarise this... Mark and Lea have sexy times. And it's all dialogue.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, especially since Mark and Lea are real people. The do, however, own my soul.
Author Notes: So I wanted to try something different, and ended up writing this, a dialogue only fic. Hopefully it worked.
“Psst!”
“Did you just ‘psst’ me?”
“Yeah, actually.”
“Smiling at me like that isn’t really playing fair, you know.”
“Shut up, you love it. Looking as hot as that isn’t playing fair either, but you don’t see me complaining.”
“What do you want, Mark? Oh, and feel free to come in.”
“Aha, see? That smile says you love it!”
“Okay. Maybe. What do you want?”
“You.”
“Me?”
“Oh come on, don’t act surprised.”
“Why not? I am.”
“No you’re not.”
“Am too!”
“Shut up. I want you.”
“I… I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“Tell me you want me too. Lea, look at me.”
“I can’t.”
“You can’t look at me? You never had a problem before.”
“I never knew you wanted me before.”
“Yeah, you did. You’ve always known.”
“But you’ve never had that look in your eyes before.”
“What look?” I don’t have a look.”
“Yeah, you do, that one right there.”
“That’s not a look, Baby, that’s indigestion.”
“You’re a dork.”
“And you’re extra pretty when you laugh.”
“Mark…”
“Lea…”
“Stop looking at me like that!”
“Like what?”
“Like you want to eat me.”
“I want to.”
“I know.”
“Let me.”
“Mark, we can’t do this.”
“Says who?”
“Says me. There’s more than just you and me to consider here.”
“You mean the American Idiot?”
“I mean Theo, yes.”
“Lea, you said yourself that doesn’t mean anything. You and me, Baby, it’s natural.”
“You can’t go stealing lines and thinking they’ll work.”
“You’re laughing. I’d say it worked.”
“I’m not having sex with you.”
“a) I didn’t ask you to, and b) you say that now…”
“I’m not. I’ve made plans with Jenna.”
“Cancel.”
“Mark!”
“We’re in your trailer, the doors lock, and she’ll understand. Just text her.”
“Oh my God, okay. Lock the door then.”
“Don’t act like it’s such a chore.”
“I’m not. We’re just going to talk.”
“Sure. We’re gonna talk. That’s a good one.”
“We are. We’re going to be adult about this and talk.”
“So what d’you wanna talk about?”
“Don’t roll your eyes at me, mister.”
“Fine.”
“Will you sit down?”
“Nope, I’m good where I am.”
“Fine. What I want to say to you is th-hmmph”
“…”
“…”
“Fuck, I’ve missed kissing you.”
“Shut up and do it again.”
“Mmmm”
“I need you.”
“Me too. So bad.”
“Mark, Baby, I need your shirt off. Now.”
“I fucking love it when you call me ‘Baby’, Baby.”
“I know. But less talking, more undressing.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
“I hate it when you call me Ma’am. And why are you still talking? Why aren’t you kissing me?”
“Because you won’t shut up.”
“…”
“You standing there with your mouth hanging open like that really isn’t doing anything to help the hard-on you’re not making the most of.”
“Mark Salling, you’re a sweet talker, I’ll give you that much.”
“I’ll give you so much more.”
“Wow, your game sucks.”
“Maybe you should quit talking, Lea, and get naked?!”
“Don’t tear my shirt!”
“You have no faith in me. See? Naked’s so much better.”
“But I’m only half naked. What about the rest of me?”
“That’s cute. Really. I’ll show you what about the rest of you.”
“That makes no sense.”
“Do you care right now?”
“Oh… Ohhhh. I guess not.”
“Dammit! These pants need to come off!”
“Maaaaark. They’re off enough. Just kiss me, goddammit.”
“Yeah?”
“Ye-mmmmmph”
“…”
“…”
“Your body is insane, Baby. Your legs… Your ass… Goddam.”
“Did you just…? You just bit me! Ohhhhhhmmmmmm.”
“Your ass is perfect. And you’re so wet. You like getting bit.”
“Oh God, yes.”
“I could stay here all day.”
“Please.”
“You want me to tease your pretty pussy with my tongue all day?”
“Mark, God. Yes.”
“I got you Lea, I’m not gonna let you fall. I love the way your leg feels down my back like this. Fuck, you’re so sexy.”
“God, stop talking at my lady and do something. Stop laughi-ohhhhhh.”
“Mmmmmmm. Baby, you taste so good.”
“Ohhhhh mmmmm.”
“Mmm.”
“Oh. Oh God, right th-… Oh God, keep doing that.”
“MmmmLea.”
“Ahhh, ohhhhh. Fingers. Mark…. Need y’fingers…”
“Like this, Baby?”
“Ohhhhhh myyy….Yes. Oh yeah oh. Oh God, there. I’ve… Mmmmm… I’ve missed you. Mark. God, Baby.”
“Mmmm.”
“Oh God, so clohhhhhhhhhhh, fuuuuuuckkkk.”
“…”
Oh hnnnmmmmg.”
“Fuck. I forgot how beautiful you are when you come.”
“Mmmm.”
“Lea, c’mere, you don’t have to.”
“I know. But I want to. And you still have your pants on which will never do.”
“But you don’t have to blow me. Oh fuck.”
“Mmmmmm…”
“God. Your mouth is crazy. Your lips.. Jesus, Lea. You need to stop. I need. Fuck… I need to… Stop, stop, I need to fuck you. It’s been so long since I’ve had you.”
“Condom.”
“Pocket.”
“Put it on.”
“You do it.”
Maaaark! Just put it on.”
“Jesus, you can’t touch yourself like that!”
“Says who? I’m so wet for you.”
“Fuuuuuck. Baby, look at me. Okay?”
“Uh-huh, please.”
“Unnnngh.”
“Mmmmmph.”
“Oh God.”
“Mark, you need to move.”
“I know. Gimme a sec.”
“I might die if you don’t move.”
“I might die if I do, Lea, you’re so fucking tight, I need to get my shit together. You know I’ll make it good for you.”
“You always do.”
“So just gimme a sec, ‘kay?”
“Now?”
“Baby, you’re funny. I love you.”
“Oh my God.”
“Wait... No, fuck it… I love you.”
“Okay, just fucking move.”
“Okay? O-fucking-kay?”
“Okay. You love me. I told you ages ago I love you and that hasn’t changed, so will you please fuck me already?!”
“Yes Ma’am!”
“And stop calling me Ma’ammmmmmm. Ohhhhhhh.”
“Ohhhh Godddd”
“You feel so good.”
“You’re so fucking tight, Baby, so wet.”
“Hnnng.”
“Unng.”
“Right th- like that, so good, so ohhhhh yeah ohh, Mark, so full. I miss you. Oh yeah, oh. I love you.”
“Fuck.”
“What? Why are you stopping?”
“Lea, Baby, I’m not stopping, just wanna make love to you is all.”
“I want you to fuck me. Hmmmmg.”
“You like that? That feel good?”
“God, yes.”
“You feel so good, Baby, we never shoulda stopped.”
“I know, so good, I need… I want… Mark, I need….”
“I know, I know, you’ll get there, I promise. I’ll get you there.”
“Please… Oh my… Oh my God.”
“That’s it, just let go. C’mon, Baby, let go.”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnngggggmaaaaaarrrkk.”
“Hnnng.”
“Unnnnnfhg.”
“Unnnhleeaaaaaaaaa.”
“Oh God, oh God, oh God.”
“Fuck, I love you.”
“I love you, Baby, Oh God, Mark.”
“You ‘kay?”
“Uh-huh. Fabulous.”
“Yes you are. Stop laughing while I’m still inside you.”
“Sorry, sorry.”
“Gotta move, Baby.”
“No, not yet, I like this.”
“Lea…”
“Nooo, donnn’t.”
“Shhhh.”
“I hate you.”
“Ha! No you don’t, you just hate me leaving you.”
“Yeah, I really do.”
“C’mon, gotta get you straightened up, get you home.”
“Mhmm. You coming?”
“Again?”
“Shut up.”
“You want me to?”
“Yeah, come home with me.”
“Put some clothes on.”
“Make me.”
“Fine, put my shirt on.”
“Smells good.”
“Panties. On.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you. Jeeez, I love how blissed out you get.”
“Idiot.”
“You love me.”
“You love me.”
“C’mon smartass, let’s go home.”