fic: the five sexual fantasies of dr. mark sloan
the five sexual fantasies of dr. mark sloan
grey’s anatomy- Mark/Various. (not my characters) r.
five bands, five stories. because everyone has a theme tune these days.
The Clash
Mark’s always entertained the dirty, no disturbing, idea of fucking in time to Derek’s favourite band.
He knows he shouldn’t, and that he wouldn’t, but that doesn’t stop him jerking off to it. Because masturbation’s healthy, right?
Goldfrapp
Mark likes his girls women in high heels. (And that’s another thing. Hahn, Addison, Torres. They’re strong women.)
What can he say? Manwhore or not, he has good taste. And he bets he’s one of the few guys this side of New York that can spell Louboutin. It’s the red soles.
Lesbians On Ecstasy
The name of the band turns him on. The thing is, he likes women who scream out his name when they come (and they always do). He’s the guy that likes making people beg for him. And he’s pretty damn good at it.
What he means to say is that he’s sexy. With a capital ‘s’.
Eurythmics
He likes his women to fight. He wants his women to earn him. Because he’s Mark fucking Sloan, and he’s normally the one who does the seducing.
He’s wants to be innocent, for the first time ever since Derek ate a worm in the 3rd Grade and said it was him.
And anyway, there’s nothing more attractive than a women who makes the first move.
Nouvelle Vague
This is the one he’ll never tell anyone about. Ever. Even his $400 an hour shrink who insists that he’s just misunderstood (he’s only fucked her once).
This is the one where it works, even though no-one knows how. The one that’s not a fucking competition, who can make the other come first? The one where there is no ‘we shouldn’t be doing this’.
But all Mark knows is raw passion and overpowering lust. And there’s nothing more scary than the unknown.
and every good album has a bonus track: Dirty Mind - The Pipettes
Because everyone has a theme tune these days.
end.
grey’s anatomy- Mark/Various. (not my characters) r.
five bands, five stories. because everyone has a theme tune these days.
The Clash
Mark’s always entertained the dirty, no disturbing, idea of fucking in time to Derek’s favourite band.
He knows he shouldn’t, and that he wouldn’t, but that doesn’t stop him jerking off to it. Because masturbation’s healthy, right?
Goldfrapp
Mark likes his girls women in high heels. (And that’s another thing. Hahn, Addison, Torres. They’re strong women.)
What can he say? Manwhore or not, he has good taste. And he bets he’s one of the few guys this side of New York that can spell Louboutin. It’s the red soles.
Lesbians On Ecstasy
The name of the band turns him on. The thing is, he likes women who scream out his name when they come (and they always do). He’s the guy that likes making people beg for him. And he’s pretty damn good at it.
What he means to say is that he’s sexy. With a capital ‘s’.
Eurythmics
He likes his women to fight. He wants his women to earn him. Because he’s Mark fucking Sloan, and he’s normally the one who does the seducing.
He’s wants to be innocent, for the first time ever since Derek ate a worm in the 3rd Grade and said it was him.
And anyway, there’s nothing more attractive than a women who makes the first move.
Nouvelle Vague
This is the one he’ll never tell anyone about. Ever. Even his $400 an hour shrink who insists that he’s just misunderstood (he’s only fucked her once).
This is the one where it works, even though no-one knows how. The one that’s not a fucking competition, who can make the other come first? The one where there is no ‘we shouldn’t be doing this’.
But all Mark knows is raw passion and overpowering lust. And there’s nothing more scary than the unknown.
and every good album has a bonus track: Dirty Mind - The Pipettes
Because everyone has a theme tune these days.
end.