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Game theory by Petra (petronelle) (R)
Fandom: LIFE ON MARS
Pairing: Sam/Gene
Length: 9,000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
petronelle
Author Website: Petra at DW
Why this must be read:
Petra has one of the best understandings of how Sam and Gene could work that I've ever seen. Game Theory involves Sam trying to negotiate a relationship with Gene without it being designated as a negotiation as such. Sam shows Gene what he needs and wonders how much he can say without being seen as insane--or more insane than people read him as being anyway.
Game Theory explores Sam and Gene's power dynamics via some of the hottest power play and consensual pain play (like what we see in canon, only more, and with fantastic insight into the why) I've ever seen. She also incorporates one of my favorite things, an analysis of Sam and Gene work dynamics compared to Sam and Gene bed dynamics. She also captures their humor in the face of all the more serious relationship dynamics, which I love because Gene *would* make a joke about Sam cross stitching in the middle of discovering the ins and outs of what works for them and why.
He barely sleeps at all and drags himself into the station feeling like he'd call out sick if it wouldn't give Gene a thousand things to taunt him for. After three cups of tea, he can keep his eyes open for more than five seconds at a time, and he goes into Gene's office, fighting back a yawn. "What do you want?" Gene asks. "Other than a blanket and a nap?"
Sam can't quite look at him and say, "Sorry," so he looks at Gene's desk instead, with its habitual mess of papers, and says it that way.
"What've you done now?"
"More what I didn't do," Sam says, and covers his mouth to keep in another yawn.
Gene snorts and gets up to prod at him. There's a bruise on his left pectoral that is all Gene's fault, and the jolt of sensation is better than all the tea in the world, except for the incipient erection it provokes. "You look like shit warmed over." He lowers his voice. "Knew you wouldn't sleep, you poncey bastard. Missed me, did you?"
Sam rolls his eyes instead of saying "Yes." He doesn't mind giving in to Gene when it's just the two of them--hell, if he's honest with himself, he's practically begged the man to make Sam his bitch--but not he can't take the teasing, not like this. This is the part where they have to work together on equal footing. "Enough," he says instead, and catches Gene's wrist when Gene reaches out to poke him again. If he doesn't protect himself, he'll be begging for it right there, and that's more trouble than anyone's worth. No one in the station bats an eyelash at their brawling, but they'd have something to say if Gene bent Sam over his desk and pulled his trousers down. And that is the last time Sam will ever let himself think of that in public. "Tonight, all right?"
Game Theory
Pairing: Sam/Gene
Length: 9,000
Author on LJ:
petronelleAuthor Website: Petra at DW
Why this must be read:
Petra has one of the best understandings of how Sam and Gene could work that I've ever seen. Game Theory involves Sam trying to negotiate a relationship with Gene without it being designated as a negotiation as such. Sam shows Gene what he needs and wonders how much he can say without being seen as insane--or more insane than people read him as being anyway.
Game Theory explores Sam and Gene's power dynamics via some of the hottest power play and consensual pain play (like what we see in canon, only more, and with fantastic insight into the why) I've ever seen. She also incorporates one of my favorite things, an analysis of Sam and Gene work dynamics compared to Sam and Gene bed dynamics. She also captures their humor in the face of all the more serious relationship dynamics, which I love because Gene *would* make a joke about Sam cross stitching in the middle of discovering the ins and outs of what works for them and why.
He barely sleeps at all and drags himself into the station feeling like he'd call out sick if it wouldn't give Gene a thousand things to taunt him for. After three cups of tea, he can keep his eyes open for more than five seconds at a time, and he goes into Gene's office, fighting back a yawn. "What do you want?" Gene asks. "Other than a blanket and a nap?"
Sam can't quite look at him and say, "Sorry," so he looks at Gene's desk instead, with its habitual mess of papers, and says it that way.
"What've you done now?"
"More what I didn't do," Sam says, and covers his mouth to keep in another yawn.
Gene snorts and gets up to prod at him. There's a bruise on his left pectoral that is all Gene's fault, and the jolt of sensation is better than all the tea in the world, except for the incipient erection it provokes. "You look like shit warmed over." He lowers his voice. "Knew you wouldn't sleep, you poncey bastard. Missed me, did you?"
Sam rolls his eyes instead of saying "Yes." He doesn't mind giving in to Gene when it's just the two of them--hell, if he's honest with himself, he's practically begged the man to make Sam his bitch--but not he can't take the teasing, not like this. This is the part where they have to work together on equal footing. "Enough," he says instead, and catches Gene's wrist when Gene reaches out to poke him again. If he doesn't protect himself, he'll be begging for it right there, and that's more trouble than anyone's worth. No one in the station bats an eyelash at their brawling, but they'd have something to say if Gene bent Sam over his desk and pulled his trousers down. And that is the last time Sam will ever let himself think of that in public. "Tonight, all right?"
Game Theory