Flashpoint Fic: Safest Bed (Sam/Jules, PG-13)
Title: Safest Bed
Pairing: Sam/Jules.
Word Count: 200.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sam wonders if Jules' bed is safe.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #13 - Strength.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Beta: The great lillyg.
Safest Bed
The bed made a sound. Landing on it, Sam’s eyes went wide open as a crooked, playful smile spread over his lips. “Wow, I knew you were strong, but this… is kind of exciting.”
Straddling his lap, Jules raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh, yeah? For me or for you?”
“Hopefully, for both of us…”
She laughed but she never stopped holding his wrists against the sheets, not letting him go.
“Is this bed safe?” he asked, frowning.
Why would he care about that now? “Safe? What do you mean?”
“I don’t want it to break when you pin me down harder than this…”
“When would I…”
Sam’s heavy gaze on her, scanning her body, was enough of an answer.
“Ah,” Jules responded, getting the idea and loving the images that were coming up inside her head.
“I kind of… you know… I don’t mind the lady being in charge.” His voice was low and almost inexistent… The perfect volume and tone to turn her on.
“Don’t worry about it,” Jules muttered, leaning over him. “This is the safest bed on earth.”
“Really? ‘Cause with you in it, I’m not so sure,” he answered, grinning before capturing her lips again.
The End.
Pairing: Sam/Jules.
Word Count: 200.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sam wonders if Jules' bed is safe.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #13 - Strength.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Beta: The great lillyg.
Safest Bed
The bed made a sound. Landing on it, Sam’s eyes went wide open as a crooked, playful smile spread over his lips. “Wow, I knew you were strong, but this… is kind of exciting.”
Straddling his lap, Jules raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh, yeah? For me or for you?”
“Hopefully, for both of us…”
She laughed but she never stopped holding his wrists against the sheets, not letting him go.
“Is this bed safe?” he asked, frowning.
Why would he care about that now? “Safe? What do you mean?”
“I don’t want it to break when you pin me down harder than this…”
“When would I…”
Sam’s heavy gaze on her, scanning her body, was enough of an answer.
“Ah,” Jules responded, getting the idea and loving the images that were coming up inside her head.
“I kind of… you know… I don’t mind the lady being in charge.” His voice was low and almost inexistent… The perfect volume and tone to turn her on.
“Don’t worry about it,” Jules muttered, leaning over him. “This is the safest bed on earth.”
“Really? ‘Cause with you in it, I’m not so sure,” he answered, grinning before capturing her lips again.
The End.