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WARNING:
The following chapter contains material that may not be suitable for all readers, reader discretion is advised.
Chapter 6: Light and Shadow pt2
Make it go away, or make it better
Isn't that what love's supposed to do
Make it go away, or make it better
'Cause I would do either one for you…
--- Holly Cole
Slash warning
The turbo-lift hummed, taking him downward. Leaning against the wall, he caught sight of his reflection in the polished metal, a complete stranger staring back at him. Oh the lines and shadows were all too familiar but he didn't recognise the person at all. Not this one again. He closed his eyes, then opened them, but the image remained the same: an identical stranger, his doppelganger.
The door opened -- someone stepped in. He turned to face the newcomer, smiled. "Hey, John." He waited until the doors closed and they were between decks before he punched a control and the hum stopped. "Looks like we're stuck."
"You are a bad boy, Trip." Jonathan stepped closer, ran a hand down the side of Trip's face. "You know we've got a staff meeting." He leaned closer, kissed gently.
"Later." Trip reached up, pulled Jonathan closer still. "Right now I've got another 'meeting' in mind." He kissed back, harder. His hands slid over Jonathan's chest, across his back, down his arms. "Mmmn. I love it like this. The risk."
"I know you do." Jonathan dipped his head, kissed Trip's neck then returned to his mouth. "And I love you."
"Mmmn." Trip allowed himself to be pressed against the wall, cold metal fighting the heat in his skin. Jonathan's fingers ran down the front of Trip's uniform, teasing.
"Still, we have to be quick. Duty calls."
"Always the captain. All work and no play…" He unzipped the front of his coveralls and let them fall down to his waist.
"No one could accuse you of that…" Jonathan's hand contacted bare skin now, electricity crawled along it.
"I…" The wall shifted, bubbling black. Trip screamed as it poured out around him, pulling him in. He stared back at Jonathan who backed away in horror. He could feel himself disappearing, becoming part of the wall, his flesh dissolving away. "Help me!" He fought but couldn't break the hold. He knew what came next, didn't know, but knew. Tears filled his eyes, he took one last deep breath, and screamed.