Title:
Near MidnightAuthor:
Perpetual MotionWebpage:
www.geocities.com/thegrandgfcFandom:
West WingPairing:
Sam/TobyCategory:
Humor, SlashRating:
PG-13Spoilers: None
Warnings:
NoneSeries:
NoneSummary:
Working near midnight.Archive:
Please, go for it.Disclaimer:
Not mine, but thank you, Mr. Sorkin, for characters I can make do my bidding.Near Midnight
By Perpetual Motion
"Toby."
"Yeah?"
"You're staring."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
Toby dropped his yes back to his laptop. "No, I'm not."
Sam tried to hold back an amused smile. "Not anymore."
"Finish the paragraph, Sam."
They slipped back into silence. The President was expecting the final draft for his Saturday morning address the next morning. The clock above Toby's desk read 11:46.
"Toby."
"Yeah?"
"You're staring." Sam slipped off his glasses and slipped his pen behind his ear. Standing from his spot on the couch, he stretched slowly. "Toby, you're still staring."
"You're rumpled."
"It's near midnight. I should be naked."
"Sam-" Toby suddenly had vivid images of naked Sam.
"What?"
"Don't tell me you should be naked right now."
"Why not?"
"Because I've seen you naked, and it's a little to tempting right now." Toby watched Sam's hand loosen his tie further, and he closed his eyes for just a second. "Sam, it's showing."
"What's showing?"
Toby made a vague gesture in Sam's general direction. "The mark is showing."
Sam glanced down and finally realized what Toby was referencing. "Was that what you were staring at?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because it's very noticeable."
"It's a hickey." Sam laid his tie over the couch. "They're usually very noticeable."
"Please, don't call it a hickey. It makes it sound like we were two horny teenagers on the living room couch."
"Toby, we were two horny grown men on a living room couch.."
"I am aware." Toby looked at the mark in the hollow of Sam's collarbone and got the urge to lick it.
"You're fighting an urge." Sam watched the minute expressions change on Toby's face. "What do you want to do?"
"Lick your collarbone."
"And you're not doing that because?"
"We're in the office."
"Toby, it's near midnight. There's no one around your office."
Five seconds later Toby took the implied invitation and walked around his desk to back Sam up against the office door. He took an extra half-second to watch Sam's eyes darken in lust before bending his head and licking over the mark on the hollow of Sam's collarbone. Toby gave the spot a through bath before nibbling at the area gently. He shifted his stance slightly, letting one of his hands press into Sam's hipbone, and he ran his beard along Sam's throat.
It got the desired effect of Sam arching and gasping Toby's name. "Sam, we still have to finish the President's speech."
"We can bring it with us, have hot, passionate, wild sex; I can leave a mark on you somewhere, and then we can finish it in bed." Sam leaned in and kissed Toby very softly, but with enough feeling behind it to get a moan from the other man. "It's near midnight. We can leave."
"Let's leave."
