Title: Stupid Sammy
Pairing: Gene/Sam
Rating/Warnings: NC-17/Swearing, sex, that sort of stuff
Spoilers: None
Author’s note: None
Summary: Why is everything abou’ context? I could punch Sam, kick him, slam him up against filin’ cabinets and step unreasonably close to ‘im, and it wouldn’t matter sixpence in the broad daylight or the smoke of the office. Here, in Sam’s tiny flat, the tiniest, most insignificant touch seemed blistering, terrifying.