First time post, whee!
This is a little pile of crack that just jumped unwillingly into my head one day, so I felt the need to force it on share it with all of you. <3
Pairing: Sean Maher/Adam Baldwin
Rating: PG, maaaybe PG-13 for language.
Length: 380
Mary Sue was in heaven. She’d won the grand-prize raffle for Generic-Sci-Fi-Con-- a private interview with two members of the cast of Firefly, Adam Baldwin and Sean Maher specifically. That alone would be enough to make any fangirl squeal with joy, but it was particularly delightful for Mary, for she was a complete and total slashslut, and Jayne/Simon was her all-time favorite pairing. She shifted in her seat, willing her brain not to explode with bliss-overload, as the two actors entered the room and sat down across from her.
She’d always heard stories of how kind the cast members were at conventions, and she wasn’t disappointed. They were warm and friendly, answering her questions with a willing ease that encouraged her to knock it of with the “how would you characterize your career” bullshit and ask what was really on her mind.
“So, of course I’m sure that you two are aware of the phenomenon of fan fiction, but are you familiar with slash fiction?”
Adam chuckled. “Might be.” Sean nodded in assent, chewing absently at his thumb. Mary gulped and pressed on.
“A favorite pairing among slash fiction authors is Jayne/Simon. Many people credit that to the chemistry between the two of you on screen. How do you feel about that?”
Sean just laughed. “I’d have to say that’s probably just because Adam and I have been fucking since the third day of shooting.”
Mary blinked. Sean stared, almost challenging. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, and she passed out cold.
Sean burst into peals of laughter. Adam shook his head, trying admirably to suppress his own snickers in an attempt to sound properly reproachful.
“You know, it really isn’t nice to make fangirls pass out like that.”
Sean took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. “I know, I know,” he gasped, “but it’s just too damned funny.”
Adam chuckled, shaking his head. “I hate to admit it, but you’re right about that.”
“Besides,” Sean purred, “I’m only telling them the truth.” He leaned over and caught Adam’s lower lip between his teeth.
“Are you ever not wrong?” the older man muttered questioningly, then gave in to the warm temptation of Sean’s lips.
Had Mary been conscious, her brain would definitely have exploded.
Pairing: Sean Maher/Adam Baldwin
Rating: PG, maaaybe PG-13 for language.
Length: 380
Mary Sue was in heaven. She’d won the grand-prize raffle for Generic-Sci-Fi-Con-- a private interview with two members of the cast of Firefly, Adam Baldwin and Sean Maher specifically. That alone would be enough to make any fangirl squeal with joy, but it was particularly delightful for Mary, for she was a complete and total slashslut, and Jayne/Simon was her all-time favorite pairing. She shifted in her seat, willing her brain not to explode with bliss-overload, as the two actors entered the room and sat down across from her.
She’d always heard stories of how kind the cast members were at conventions, and she wasn’t disappointed. They were warm and friendly, answering her questions with a willing ease that encouraged her to knock it of with the “how would you characterize your career” bullshit and ask what was really on her mind.
“So, of course I’m sure that you two are aware of the phenomenon of fan fiction, but are you familiar with slash fiction?”
Adam chuckled. “Might be.” Sean nodded in assent, chewing absently at his thumb. Mary gulped and pressed on.
“A favorite pairing among slash fiction authors is Jayne/Simon. Many people credit that to the chemistry between the two of you on screen. How do you feel about that?”
Sean just laughed. “I’d have to say that’s probably just because Adam and I have been fucking since the third day of shooting.”
Mary blinked. Sean stared, almost challenging. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, and she passed out cold.
Sean burst into peals of laughter. Adam shook his head, trying admirably to suppress his own snickers in an attempt to sound properly reproachful.
“You know, it really isn’t nice to make fangirls pass out like that.”
Sean took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. “I know, I know,” he gasped, “but it’s just too damned funny.”
Adam chuckled, shaking his head. “I hate to admit it, but you’re right about that.”
“Besides,” Sean purred, “I’m only telling them the truth.” He leaned over and caught Adam’s lower lip between his teeth.
“Are you ever not wrong?” the older man muttered questioningly, then gave in to the warm temptation of Sean’s lips.
Had Mary been conscious, her brain would definitely have exploded.