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Title: Sam Tyler Is Posessed By The Spirit Of Amerie
Rating: R, just to be careful.
Summary: Sam's having one of those moments.
Notes: Er. Done for a contest over at storywrite.com to write a dialogue-only story with lyrics from a song. Lol. I used "Take Control" by Amerie. Cheesy, incredibly pathetic, maybe amusing.

'Take control of me.'

'It's your turn to call the shots, Sammy-boy.'

'You see, I love the way that you hold me. The way you touch me like you know me.'

'I do know you, yer daft plonk.'

'I don't want anybody else.'

'I'm about to offer all I can give ya.'

'Good boy.'

'I'm slave to your rhythm.'

'That goes over from "submissive" to "creepy".'

'I just can't help myself.'

'Sam, shut up and let's fuck.'

'I love you.'

'Love you too, Sammy-boy, now strip.'

'And I trust you. You don't have to worry about anything.'

'Too late, I'm already fearin' for your sanity.'

'I'm alive right now, look at me.'

'I am looking at you, Tyler, so just-'

'I want you, no, I need you.'

'Next you'll be asking me to marry yer.'

'I'll do anything to please you.'

'You're not being very pleasing right now Sammy and I'm horny as hell.'

'I just want you to take control of me.'

'Then why the hell aren't you doing as I'm telling you and stripping?!'

'Show me how you want it now.'

'Strip. ... Good boy.'

'Do you like it when I take it down?'

'Hell yes Sammy- oh god- that's one helluva lot better, Samm-'

'I got everything.'

'Fuck- Sammy-'

'Anything you need, I wanna bring it to you-'

'Oh, god - shut up- ohh...'

'Come a little closer now-'

'-I will bloody come soon- oh, god- Sammmmyy...'

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'Wanna go another round?'

'I haven't done you yet.'

'I gotta tell you how much I love it.'

'Love what? Strip clothes. Now.'

'The way you kiss my neck.'

'You make it sound all nancy-pancy and heterosexual. Shut up.'

'I try my best not to blush.'

'Now you just sound stupid. Tyler, shut up and give us a kiss.'

'Even when an arguement comes around-'

'-oh, for god's sake, shall I pay attention as it's pretty obvious I'm not getting laid tonight?'

'You take the time to break it down.'

'Unless we're in public, at which point I break your fingers.'

'Any you're never-ever in a rush.'

'Sam, we either fuck now or I'm leaving.'

'I'm scared, and I'm nervous, but trying is always worth it...'

'...you're not trying very hard right now...'

'I'm alive right now. Just look at me.'

'Fuck it, I'm putting the telly on.'

'I want you, I need you, I'll find you, forgive you, I'll feed you-'

'-if you don't feed me a mouthful of cock, I am going to rip your voicebox out.'

'Just take control of me. Okay?'

'Are you done?'

'Yes.'

'What the hell was that all about?'

'I just had to get it out.'

'So you're done?'

'Yes.'

'Now, Sam Tyler, since you managed to do your pratty speech and at the same time give me an excellent handjob, you can have a reward.'

'What kind of reward?'

'Come 'ere and I'll show you.'