RP: Lonely Hearts Sam/Alex

[lucysaxon]

I wish I hadn't missed a bit but it wasn't much. basically this is the events after everyone had abandoned Sam and Alex decided to console him.

Alex is played brilliantly by bastardlyarmed 

Alex Drake:

He's not one to wear his heart on his sleeve. I'm sure he showed you that he loved you in other ways.

Sam Tyler:

We weren't even together.

Alex Drake:

Yes, you were.

Alex Drake:

Why else would you consider him to have broken up with you?

Sam Tyler:

I don't know, poor choice of words I guess.

Alex Drake:

No, it isn't a poor choice of words. I think in your mind, Sam, you thought it was a relationship

Alex Drake:

You treated this whole thing as a relationship

Sam Tyler:

No I didn't

Alex Drake:

And now it hurts you a lot because Gene "broke up" with you.

Sam Tyler:

Falling in love was never part of the deal.

Alex Drake:

But you did.

Alex Drake:

*to herself* Dammit, I'm a police psychologist, not a love doctor. *sighs*

Sam Tyler:

I never told you to talk to me.

Sam Tyler:

In fact, I recall telling you, in the most politely subtle way, to piss off.

Sam Tyler:

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that either. I don't know what's wrong with me.

Alex Drake:

I'm sorry for prying in.

Sam Tyler:

No, I'm sorry.

Sam Tyler:

Really, I shouldn't have said it.

Alex Drake:

No, I'm sorry. I made you talk about something difficult in your life.

Sam Tyler:

He hates me.

Sam Tyler:

I fell in love with him and he hates me and now he'll never talk to me again.

Alex Drake:

Does he?

Alex Drake:

I don't think he hates you, Sam.

Sam Tyler:

His exact words were "Y'know, sometimes, I really hate you, Sam."

Alex Drake:

Key word being "sometimes".

Alex Drake:

But what about the other times?

Sam Tyler:

He risked everything for me and I betrayed him.

Alex Drake:

Is it really betrayal to reveal what you feel for him?

Sam Tyler:

It is when he loses everything because of it.

Alex Drake:

Even you?

Sam Tyler:

That doesn't matter to him.

Sam Tyler:

He doesn't love me.

Alex Drake:

You keep saying that.

Alex Drake:

Did you ever ask him? In private?

Sam Tyler:

You know Gene. A conversation like that would be a disaster.

Alex Drake:

You ask him after a few drinks.

Sam Tyler:

"A few drinks" is what started everything.

Alex Drake:

*frustrated groan*

Sam Tyler:

Would you like a drink?

Alex Drake:

A drink would be nice.

Sam Tyler:

What would you like to drink?

Alex Drake:

*smiles* Merlot.

Sam Tyler:

*comes back with our drinks*

Sam Tyler:

Why are you so interested in my relationship or lack thereof?

Alex Drake:

Thanks. *takes her wine and sips it* It's more about your well-being than your relationship, to be honest.

Alex Drake:

But it seems like they're tied together.

Sam Tyler:

You're not being paid to be here so why do you care?

Alex Drake:

Isn't it natural for someone to ask why someone's sobbing and to help?

Sam Tyler:

Not here it isn't.

Sam Tyler:

What do you want to know specifically?

Alex Drake:

Why you're so intent on hating yourself.

Sam Tyler:

I don't hate myself.

Sam Tyler:

I had my heart broken because I opened my mouth when I knew better. That's not self-hate, that's acknowledging that I fucked up.

Alex Drake:

True...

Sam Tyler:

I thought you were supposed to be the psychologist? ;)

Alex Drake:

Police psychologist, not love doctor.

Alex Drake:

I'm not good at advising people on love, anyway.

Sam Tyler:

Change of conversation then?

Alex Drake:

I suppose. What do you want to talk about?

Sam Tyler:

Well, I did invite you for a drink but that doesn't mean we have to talk about me.

Sam Tyler:

And it would be a shame to waste our evening.

Alex Drake:

*sips wine* Why don't we talk about Gene and the rest of the constructs?

Sam Tyler:

They're not constructs

Sam Tyler:

You see, I thought they were but they're not.

Alex Drake:

How do you know?

Sam Tyler:

Don't you feel anything for anyone here?

Sam Tyler:

Don't you care about anyone?

Alex Drake:

I...I do. I care about Gene. And Chris, and Ray, and Shaz and Viv. But it's not my place.

Sam Tyler:

You can't care about constructs, can you?

Alex Drake:

Yes, you can care about constructs.

Sam Tyler:

What about Shaz?

Alex Drake:

I care about her. I love her.

Sam Tyler:

How can you love a construct?

Sam Tyler:

When you look at her, does she feel like only a construct?

Alex Drake:

Oi, who's the psychologist here? *sips wine*

Sam Tyler:

Hey, you wanted the subject change *shrugs shoulders*

Alex Drake:

And plenty of people love constructs, look at Japan.

Alex Drake:

You got body pillows, dating sims...

Sam Tyler:

That's not love.

Sam Tyler:

Are you saying you're one of those people?

Sam Tyler:

You strike me as being far too practical for that, DI Drake.

Alex Drake:

No, I'm not saying that

Alex Drake:

*embarrassed* Look, maybe they are real. I'm starting to think that as every day passes in this world.

Alex Drake:

But...it's hard to completely think that they're real. Especially when I have a daughter back in 2008 waiting for me.

Sam Tyler:

If it helps you, when I first arrived I thought maybe I'd gone back in time.

Sam Tyler:

Well, it was a possibility.

Sam Tyler:

Maybe this is all real and 2008 is the dream?

Alex Drake:

That can't be true. I saw Gene save my younger self.

Sam Tyler:

Why does everything in my life become connected to Gene?

Alex Drake:

*snorts* You can say that again.

Sam Tyler:

*finishes my drink*

Sam Tyler:

Can I get you another?

Alex Drake:

Please.

Sam Tyler:

*gets you another drink*

Sam Tyler:

You're very lovely

Alex Drake:

Oh, why thank you, Sam. *smiles*

Alex Drake:

You're very lovely as well. It's nice seeing you in person. You're...very different. In the picture in my file, you look lost and forlorn.

Sam Tyler:

{Well, he wants Gene too so they have that in common at least}

Sam Tyler:

I was lost at the time.

Alex Drake:

Lost? I suppose, considering how well you assimilated into the 1970's.

Sam Tyler:

Has a way of growing on you and getting under your skin.

Alex Drake:

You can say that about the 80's as well. Although, fashion was going back to the 80's already...

Sam Tyler:

Another drink?

Alex Drake:

*finishes her wine* Sure.

Sam Tyler:

*comes back with another drink*

Alex Drake:

*feels a bit buzzed, hoping that it's a good drink he's bringing back*

Sam Tyler:

How's the merlot?

Alex Drake:

*grins* Beautiful.

Sam Tyler:

Yeah, you are.

Sam Tyler:

Sorry, I apparently need to slow down. This is me.

Alex Drake:

*smiles* I was talking about the Merlot...are you chatting me up, Sam Tyler?

Sam Tyler:

*suddenly nervous*

Sam Tyler:

N --no, of course not.

Alex Drake:

It's fine if you are, Sam. *smiles*

Alex Drake:

I don't mind.

Sam Tyler:

I don't normally chat anyone up.

Alex Drake:

And I usually ignore those who chat me up but...you're hot.

Sam Tyler:

*small laugh* I think we've both had a bit much to drink.

Alex Drake:

Seconded.

xiilnek :

(*silently disagrees*)

Sam Tyler:

Another drink then?

xiilnek :

(*sits back with popcorn*)

Sam Tyler:

(thinks xiil is hoping for porn and probably has a jar of Nutella sitting next to her)

xiilnek :

(XD That's right, I have nutella now don't I? *contemplates getting it*)

Alex Drake:

Yeah, sure. Something much, much stronger than wine.

Sam Tyler:

What would you like?

Alex Drake:

Scotch? Celebrate unrequited love?

Sam Tyler:

I think that's a brilliant idea

Sam Tyler:

*brings back both our drinks*

Sam Tyler:

When was te last time you've been with someone?

Alex Drake:

Hm. Pete Drake. What a bastard. Left me and my daughter alone.

Sam Tyler:

I'm very sorry to hear that. You haven't been with anyone at all since you've been here?

Sam Tyler:

Not even for a night?

Alex Drake:

Well, I did have this one night stand with a guy I met at Luigi's. We were both very, very drunk.

Alex Drake:

Otherwise, nope.

Alex Drake:

I would ask about you, Sam, but we both know what you've done. You naughty, naughty boy.

Sam Tyler:

How did you know about that?

Sam Tyler:

Wait, what have I done again?

Alex Drake:

Gene, you silly div.

Alex Drake:

Scotch makes me sound like Gene! *giggles*

Sam Tyler:

*lightly laughs*

Sam Tyler:

If I were bold or at least more drunk, I'd ask if I could kiss you.

Alex Drake:

*pulls Sam close and kisses him*

Sam Tyler:

*brings my hand to your face and deepens the kiss*

Alex Drake:

*surprised, groans a little and pushes back, snogging*

Sam Tyler:

*pulls back from the kiss, panting*

Sam Tyler:

I think -- I think we should take this some place private.

Alex Drake:

Agreed.

Alex Drake:

*pushes Sam into her flat, stealing kisses and taking his jacket and shirt off*

Sam Tyler:

*kisses back, hastily removing her shirt to touch the flesh underneath*

Sam Tyler:

*softly caresses her skin, feather-light touches over her breast*

Alex Drake:

*moans, nips at your neck, fumbling over the belt buckle*

Sam Tyler:

*slides hands down your body to grip your arse firmly, pulling you closer, trying to grind my erection against you in languid motion*

Alex Drake:

*yelps in surprise at the arse grab, grinds herself against your erection, moaning, finally gets the belt undone* Stupid. Chastity. Belt.

Alex Drake:

*rips the belt out and pulls down your trousers*

Sam Tyler:

*chuckles slightly into your mouth while fumbling clumsily with your trousers. You don't waste time, do you?

Alex Drake:

*grips your erection, pumping* Does that answer your question, Sammy?

Sam Tyler:

*pulls your trousers down and rubs my hand a couple of strokes to the front of your knickers

Sam Tyler:

*moans*

Sam Tyler:

*walks with you, kissing and touching, leading you towards the bedroom*

Alex Drake:

*moans in pleasure, lets him lead*

Sam Tyler:

*lays you on the bed and starts kissing down your body, pausing on each breast to lightly tease your nipples with my tongue before continuing down your body*

Alex Drake:

*moans* Sam...

Sam Tyler:

*adjusts into position and makes a place for myself between your legs and pauses, looking into your eyes, feeling rather unsure of myself*

Alex Drake:

*looks at him, giggles* I love your eyes.

Sam Tyler:

*Brushes my hand gently over your face*

Sam Tyler:

I -- I can't do this.

Sam Tyler:

You're drunk

Alex Drake:

You're pissed too, more than me, Sammy.

Guest has changed their user name to chamekke

chamekke:

{*joins Xiilnek and helps herself to popcorn*}

Alex Drake:

*brushes your cheek, then trails the hand down your chest and to your groin*

Sam Tyler:

I can't take advantage of you, and please don't call me Sammy.

Sam Tyler:

We can't

Sam Tyler:

I know I'm not with Gene any more but if I ever hope to be again...

Sam Tyler:

Gene called me Sammy when we...

Sam Tyler:

I'm sorry, Alex. I'm so sorry.

xiilnek :

(*offers chamekke some chocolate*)

chamekke:

{*accepts some, sniffling tearfully*}

Alex Drake:

Sam?

Sam Tyler:

Yes?

xiilnek :

(*hands chamekke a tissue and tries not to give in to the urge to hug Sam*)

Alex Drake:

*kisses him tenderly*

Alex Drake:

Please don't go.

Sam Tyler:

This is such a bad idea.

chamekke:

{*realises is selfishlyh taking Xiilnek's popcorn, chocolate AND tissues*}

Alex Drake:

*tearfully* Please don't go. Stay. Here. Just for a night.

chamekke:

{*hands Xiilnek a quarter*}

Alex Drake:

{i'm about to cry right now, goddamnit, Lucy, you're such a good RPer *sniffles*}

Sam Tyler:

{Should Sam stay or go? *awaits audience votes*}

xiilnek :

(*takes the quarter even though more chocolate is stashed in the purse*)

chamekke:

Stay!!!

xiilnek :

(If Gene finds out Sam stayed he could get jealous. Stay!)

xiilnek :

(Besides, Sammy could use someone to sympathize with him. )

Alex Drake:

{god, i have some really sad love songs playing now}

Sam Tyler:

There are so many reasons why we shouldn't do this, why it's such a bad idea.

Sam Tyler:

But it hurts so damn much right now. Tell me you need this. Tell me you need me, if only for one night.

Alex Drake:

*caresses his cheek* I need you, Sam. Please...

Sam Tyler:

*closes my eyes and nuzzles into the caress*

Alex Drake:

*purrs*

Sam Tyler:

*slides my hands up and down your thighs, still unsure*

Alex Drake:

*moans, writhes a little under your touch* I'm in pain too, you know. I want it to be gone so much...

Sam Tyler:

*slides up closer so that my cock is nudging at your entrance and pauses, waiting a moment*

xiilnek :

(true, but porn watching companions make things more interesting)

Alex Drake:

*looks at him with want in her eyes*

Sam Tyler:

*slides slowly into her tight heat, lips parting in desire*

Alex Drake:

*lets out a yelp of surprise, then moans, caresses his back*

Sam Tyler:

*pauses for a moment and starts to move, building a steady rhythm*

Alex Drake:

Goddamn, Sam....

Sam Tyler:

*slides my hand, caressing your breast, pumping steadily in and out, picking up speed*

Sam Tyler:

*reaches down to capture your lips in another kiss*

Alex Drake:

*kisses back, moans out louder* Fuck, it's so good...

Sam Tyler:

*throws my head back, panting heavily* Fuck... you feel so good... so tight...

Alex Drake:

It's because you have a big cock...*moans, tries to hold back the pleasure*

Sam Tyler:

God... it's so good.... so fucking good.

Alex Drake:

*pants, screams out in pleasure, arches back a little* Oh god, Sam...Sam...harder...

Sam Tyler:

*buries my face into your neck, muffling my own sounds and starts slamming into you as hard as I can*

Alex Drake:

Fuck...

Alex Drake:

*clutches at the sheets and moans*

Alex Drake:

*moans Sam's name repeatedly*

Sam Tyler:

*sucks at your pulse point while pounding into you like a man possessed. Feeling the burn work its way up my spine, needing a release*

Alex Drake:

*tries to hold back the dam of pleasure, bites lip*

Alex Drake:

Please, Sam...

Sam Tyler:

*spills his release, deep inside your tight heat* {bloody hell that sounds lame but it's 4:30am}

Alex Drake:

*orgasms at the same time, moaning Sam's name*

Sam Tyler:

*loses the strength to hold myself up I collapse on top of you*

Alex Drake:

Oof.

Alex Drake:

*giggles madly*

Alex Drake:

*ruffles your hair, too spent to roll you off*

Sam Tyler:

*rolls over and runs my fingers sleepily through your hair* Sorry :)

Alex Drake:

*snuggles close, puts her head on top of your chest, listening to your heartbeat*