Dangerous Liaisons
By Lauren Diane
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with Disney, ABC, GH, or the actors. I don't own the characters. I'm simply feeding my unhealthy obsession.
Rated: R
Summary: Elizabeth and Ric get a lesson or two in Fatal Attraction.
Author's Note: This is mainly the POV's of Liz, Ric, Faith, and Lorenzo.a couple more maybe.
~*~ Prologue ~*~
Faith Roscoe opened her eyes and immediately closed them. The sunlight shining from the window by the bed left a lasting sting. She slowly began to open them again, this time taking a few moments to adjust her eyes to the bright room. She looked over to the man whose bed she was settled in.
Ric Lansing. She smiled to herself. And what a man he was. Strong, powerful, domineering, and a monster in bed. The way his lips attacked her neck, the way his hands violated her body, just remembering their torrid night together sent her petite figure into overdrive. She needed more.
Faith licked her index finger and gently began to trace the scratch marks she'd left on his back. She slid her tongue across her lips, recalling the erotic pleasure that demanded her desperate clawing. The tricks this man kept up his sleeve, or more accurately down his pants, made even her blush.
And Faith didn't have much experience in sexual surprise. After all, she's been around the block more than her share of times. But the passion, intensity, and anger that stirred in Ric had her hollering at the top of her lungs for hours the night before.
She felt his masculine body shift under her teasing fingers. She lowered her head to his and took his earlobe into her mouth gently nibbling on the end. She noticed a slight smile dance onto his lips. Obviously he wasn't the only one doing a good job.
"Elizabeth," he breathed.
"Excuse me?" She shrieked. After a night as hot as the one they just shared, he was actually thinking of that little fluff? What bazzaroland had she landed in?
She watched Ric's eyes flutter open at the sound of her voice. It took mere seconds for his beautiful, brown, warm orbs to turn into dark, black holes. She felt a familiar, eerie feeling run up her spine. It was the same one she always had when she knew he was going to attack her.
But he didn't. Instead, he ran his hands though his matted down hair and let out a loud sigh. "What have I done?"
Regardless of the sting of jealousy she was feeling, she let a smile creep onto her face. "Hmmm.good morning to you, too." She tried to kiss him, but he pushed her away.
"There is nothing good about this." He got out of bed and went to his dresser pulling out a pair of jeans. Faith couldn't help but tip her head to the side to get the best look possible of his sexy behind.
"Uh oh. Miss Webber probably won't like this, huh? Looks like the white knight finally fell off of the horse." Faith, still nude from their libidinous night, pulled herself from the warmth of the bed and made her way across the room to Ric. She wrapped her lean arms around his muscular torso. "I like you better down here." She grabbed his ear into her mouth.
Ric turned around and threw her off of him. "No, Faith. This was a sick attempt of mine to forget about my troubles, but it's never.and I mean never.going to happen again. Got that?" He said in a serious, yet not demanding like she'd expected, tone. Was he actually trying to avoid hurting her feelings?
"What? You think Elizabeth's going to want you now? I mean, you've cheated on her memory." Faith mocked him and his princess. She wasn't about to let him get away. He was far too good at making her scream.
"Faith," she could see Ric fighting the urge to wrap his hands around her neck like he so often did when he was pissed. "Don't push me." He paced to his closet and grabbed out a shirt throwing it on.
Faith started to panic. Was he really going to try and go after that child? "She's going to try and change you, Ric. She doesn't want the real you. She wants a squeaky clean Harvard lawyer who enjoys long walks in the park, and hopes that someday there really will be world peace." She smiled to herself for, what she thought was, the accurate description of Miss Webber's dream man. "That's not you, baby. You're bad, and I like bad boys."
Ric had a far off look in his eyes. "Faith," he said with little enthusiasm. "Could you please leave?"
She stared him up and down. This had never happened to her before. One time with her, and he was just throwing her out? Was there something wrong with him? "Okay. I'll go for now, but I'll be back."
Faith quickly pulled on her black dress and left Ric's Apartment. She made it all of the way to the docks before running into someone. And that was literally running into someone. When their bodies hit, she fell hard to the ground.
"Hey, walk much, idiot?" Faith screamed at the barricade. When she raised her glance to the man who'd run into her, she nearly lost her breath. Was that.could that be.? "I thought you were dead?" She managed to say to the dark-haired man. His eyes, surprisingly warm, were dark brown, almost black. He stood, maybe, six foot three.four. Faith wasn't quite sure from her position on the ground.
Almost like he was reading her mind, he extended his hand to help her up. She took it, and when she was to her feet he apprised her, "You must have me confused with someone else."
Faith raised a suspicious eyebrow at him. "You mean to tell me you're not Luis Alcazar?" It was no surprise that the quack attorney hadn't accomplished avenging her sister's death.
The mysterious man gave a shy smile. "Nope. That would be my brother." He extended his hand to her again. "Lorenzo Alcazar."
Interesting, Faith thought. Six months after his dear brother's murder Lorenzo winds up in Port Charles. This has 'Revenge Plot' written all over it. But would he really go after Alexis Davis? No. He knows who is really to blame. After all, Sonny Corinthos was the reason Luis was in Port Charles in the first place.
Faith let a mischievous smile dance onto her face. "Faith Roscoe." This could be the start of an interesting friendship.
TBC
By Lauren Diane
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with Disney, ABC, GH, or the actors. I don't own the characters. I'm simply feeding my unhealthy obsession.
Rated: R
Summary: Elizabeth and Ric get a lesson or two in Fatal Attraction.
Author's Note: This is mainly the POV's of Liz, Ric, Faith, and Lorenzo.a couple more maybe.
~*~ Prologue ~*~
Faith Roscoe opened her eyes and immediately closed them. The sunlight shining from the window by the bed left a lasting sting. She slowly began to open them again, this time taking a few moments to adjust her eyes to the bright room. She looked over to the man whose bed she was settled in.
Ric Lansing. She smiled to herself. And what a man he was. Strong, powerful, domineering, and a monster in bed. The way his lips attacked her neck, the way his hands violated her body, just remembering their torrid night together sent her petite figure into overdrive. She needed more.
Faith licked her index finger and gently began to trace the scratch marks she'd left on his back. She slid her tongue across her lips, recalling the erotic pleasure that demanded her desperate clawing. The tricks this man kept up his sleeve, or more accurately down his pants, made even her blush.
And Faith didn't have much experience in sexual surprise. After all, she's been around the block more than her share of times. But the passion, intensity, and anger that stirred in Ric had her hollering at the top of her lungs for hours the night before.
She felt his masculine body shift under her teasing fingers. She lowered her head to his and took his earlobe into her mouth gently nibbling on the end. She noticed a slight smile dance onto his lips. Obviously he wasn't the only one doing a good job.
"Elizabeth," he breathed.
"Excuse me?" She shrieked. After a night as hot as the one they just shared, he was actually thinking of that little fluff? What bazzaroland had she landed in?
She watched Ric's eyes flutter open at the sound of her voice. It took mere seconds for his beautiful, brown, warm orbs to turn into dark, black holes. She felt a familiar, eerie feeling run up her spine. It was the same one she always had when she knew he was going to attack her.
But he didn't. Instead, he ran his hands though his matted down hair and let out a loud sigh. "What have I done?"
Regardless of the sting of jealousy she was feeling, she let a smile creep onto her face. "Hmmm.good morning to you, too." She tried to kiss him, but he pushed her away.
"There is nothing good about this." He got out of bed and went to his dresser pulling out a pair of jeans. Faith couldn't help but tip her head to the side to get the best look possible of his sexy behind.
"Uh oh. Miss Webber probably won't like this, huh? Looks like the white knight finally fell off of the horse." Faith, still nude from their libidinous night, pulled herself from the warmth of the bed and made her way across the room to Ric. She wrapped her lean arms around his muscular torso. "I like you better down here." She grabbed his ear into her mouth.
Ric turned around and threw her off of him. "No, Faith. This was a sick attempt of mine to forget about my troubles, but it's never.and I mean never.going to happen again. Got that?" He said in a serious, yet not demanding like she'd expected, tone. Was he actually trying to avoid hurting her feelings?
"What? You think Elizabeth's going to want you now? I mean, you've cheated on her memory." Faith mocked him and his princess. She wasn't about to let him get away. He was far too good at making her scream.
"Faith," she could see Ric fighting the urge to wrap his hands around her neck like he so often did when he was pissed. "Don't push me." He paced to his closet and grabbed out a shirt throwing it on.
Faith started to panic. Was he really going to try and go after that child? "She's going to try and change you, Ric. She doesn't want the real you. She wants a squeaky clean Harvard lawyer who enjoys long walks in the park, and hopes that someday there really will be world peace." She smiled to herself for, what she thought was, the accurate description of Miss Webber's dream man. "That's not you, baby. You're bad, and I like bad boys."
Ric had a far off look in his eyes. "Faith," he said with little enthusiasm. "Could you please leave?"
She stared him up and down. This had never happened to her before. One time with her, and he was just throwing her out? Was there something wrong with him? "Okay. I'll go for now, but I'll be back."
Faith quickly pulled on her black dress and left Ric's Apartment. She made it all of the way to the docks before running into someone. And that was literally running into someone. When their bodies hit, she fell hard to the ground.
"Hey, walk much, idiot?" Faith screamed at the barricade. When she raised her glance to the man who'd run into her, she nearly lost her breath. Was that.could that be.? "I thought you were dead?" She managed to say to the dark-haired man. His eyes, surprisingly warm, were dark brown, almost black. He stood, maybe, six foot three.four. Faith wasn't quite sure from her position on the ground.
Almost like he was reading her mind, he extended his hand to help her up. She took it, and when she was to her feet he apprised her, "You must have me confused with someone else."
Faith raised a suspicious eyebrow at him. "You mean to tell me you're not Luis Alcazar?" It was no surprise that the quack attorney hadn't accomplished avenging her sister's death.
The mysterious man gave a shy smile. "Nope. That would be my brother." He extended his hand to her again. "Lorenzo Alcazar."
Interesting, Faith thought. Six months after his dear brother's murder Lorenzo winds up in Port Charles. This has 'Revenge Plot' written all over it. But would he really go after Alexis Davis? No. He knows who is really to blame. After all, Sonny Corinthos was the reason Luis was in Port Charles in the first place.
Faith let a mischievous smile dance onto her face. "Faith Roscoe." This could be the start of an interesting friendship.
TBC
