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Another of my weird ones-the excellent oneshot Tomorrow by Gene Huntress got me thinking about the end of series two of Ashes and what a dark time it was for Gene and Alex .
I must stress that it's adults only and while it may seem like non-consensual at first it most definitely is not- I'm not condoning any form of non-consensual sex and never will. I can't stress that enough- to make it absolutely clear all the words in italics are Alex's dreams.
The title comes from Bruce Springsteen's Thunder Road.
I own absolutely nothing of Ashes to Ashes or Life on Mars.
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Magic in the Night
'Truth or dare?' Ray suggested.
'No way' Alex replied, removing herself to the bar, distancing herself from Ray and his fantasising . She was loathe to admit it but she missed Gene in Luigi's, he was someone to take the piss out of after all, and it helped that there was a certain frisson between them. Ray was no fun because there was no spark. But, having said that, she and Gene weren't getting on lately, all that stuff with Mac and the Masons, and then Mac getting shot. Gene had turned in on himself and away from her. It hurt quite a bit that he didn't want to confide in her, but she couldn't force him. She wondered where he was tonight. Ray followed her to the bar like a lost lonely lamb.
'Do you think the Guv will come in later?' she asked him. 'Or Shaz and Chris..' she added hastily.
'Shaz dragged Chris off to see some soppy film.' Ray looked disgusted. 'And the Guv- well who knows?'
Alex poured more wine, she wasn't going to talk to Ray about Gene because she knew Ray would tell Gene she had been asking . But then the words flew out of her mouth and she couldn't grab them back, 'Maybe he's got a woman.' It was quite a shock to find how much the thought rattled her, made her stomach churn.
'The Guv treats women like he does his food, or drink, on the run.' Ray said. 'He's not one for hanging about when the deed is done.' he laughed at the shock on Alex's face, 'don't look like that, I know for a fact that's how it is, I've seen him in action.'
'Always knew you were some kind of pervert.' Alex muttered, sipping her wine and turning away.
'Yeah well, I didn't have a lot of choice.' Ray protested, 'I sort of happened on them.'
Alex pursed her lips and pretended to be very interested in the array of liqueurs behind the bar. She wasn't going to ask about the finer details. 'Who?' she found herself croaking against her will.
Ray smiled secretively, 'That would be telling.'
Alex turned away from him so she didn't have to see the look on his face and also so he couldn't read her expression. The questions stormed into her brain. Who was Gene with and when? What were they doing exactly? Was it the full blown thing or just heavy petting? And how had Ray bloody Carling been witness to it all?
'Remember that reporter?' Ray said quietly, 'Jackie Queen?'
'Hmm' Alex squeaked. Oh god not her-please not her, she thought, her brain going through a mangle.
'She saw them too.' Ray said.
'Good for her.' Alex pretended she didn't care less.
But Ray seemed to want to talk. Alex didn't know why he felt the need to tell her all about Gene's exploits in Manchester . She listened while trying to appear to be only half listening, to the not quite believable tale of how Ray and Jackie Queen had come upon Gene in a back alley with some woman, a woman who was unknown to this day, but who Ray had a feeling could have been a socialite or something, although Ray said, the noises she was making as Gene hammered her into the hard brick wall were not in the least ladylike, the only thing that Ray and Jackie could tell without question was that she was thoroughly enjoying the whole experience and how they didn't wake up the entire neighbourhood was a mystery. When it was over, Ray said, Gene pulled out of the woman, waited until she was decent again, and then walked away without even saying goodbye.
'And it wasn't the only time' Ray told Alex, 'He often went on the prowl.
Alex's mouth was dry in spite of the amount of wine she was knocking back, 'I don't believe you.' she said.
Ray shrugged, 'It's the truth, but believe what you like.' He looked around Luigi's, 'Well, I'm calling it a night. You won't play truth or dare, and I've let slip stuff I should have took to me grave. If you don't believe me, ask Jackie Queen.'
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Kneel
No
Get on your hands and knees- beg
No!
Alex turned over in her lonely bed, drew up her knees, held herself tightly. 'No' she repeated.
If you can't do as you're told, what are we gonna do?
Please
On your knees
No
He was in front of her looking down. Leather slithered against fabric as he removed his belt.
She shivered, she was naked. Alert . Her body dry except for between her legs which was moist and heavy like overripe fruit.
Kneel
She closed her eyes and knelt
Good girl
He moved closer
She shrank away
Put your arms behind your back
No
Are you going to fight me?
No
Put your arms behind your back- lock your hands together
She obeyed.
Her breasts protruded vulnerably- so tight they hurt
He trailed the belt over her nipples
She gasped
In bed, Alex's hand went in between her legs, she was soaking wet and so aroused it hurt. She opened her eyes. Thank god it was morning and she was released from that awful wonderful dream. She got out of bed quickly and went to the bathroom, showering under scalding water, the radio blaring, blotting the dream away, sending it down the plughole with the shower gel.
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She couldn't look at him. Even in their warlike state they had managed morning pleasantries , but not today.
'Riding the cotton pony' he muttered as he passed. Alex kept her head down, she could feel the leather of his belt on her nipples. They were still erect for heaven's sake. Even after all that showering and scrubbing.
He was banging and crashing in the kitchenette, someone had forgotten to buy coffee. His rage was incandescent and disproportionate , as he stormed back to his office his blue eyes had darkened to inky black. Alex glanced up.
'What are you looking at?' he roared.
'Nothing.' she looked down.
'I'll get some coffee.' Shaz said tiredly, 'Seems to be my role in this place after all. Would you like anything Ma'am?'
'No thanks Shaz.' Alex whispered.
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In the day she could cope. Normality cushioned her from things she didn't want to feel and she managed to tamp down her vivid and over active imagination; fragments of a younger more virile Gene holding a faceless woman against a wall and fucking her seeped in occasionally, along with freeze frames of her dream, of her naked submission to him. But mostly she was able to keep them out of her head and carry on with her work.
CID was in trouble and she knew Gene needed her support. Distrust pervaded the department like a virus. Gene pulled further away from her. There was a traitor but as yet they didn't know who. Gene was wound tight with a face like granite.
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Hands and knees
No
Do it
No
Back to the beginning then- kneel
She obeyed
He used his boot to move her legs apart
Moisture dripped between her legs- she panted
Hands behind back- you should know this by now
The belt on her nipples but a fleeting feather like touch of something else between her legs.
If you don't want this you only have to get up and walk away
I know
I won't touch you
Please
Please what?
Please touch me
Where?
You know where
Say it
No
Come on say it- you want to speak filth- I know you do- I want to hear it coming from those lips
No
You don't want this
I do
You think I'm hard on you
No
The belt slid over her nipple again, and then away, it was replaced by his lips, licking and sucking with a gentleness she couldn't have imagined he was capable of…..
She woke and knew immediately she was coming down from an orgasm- her eyes widened as she lay in bed- this was getting way out of control.
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