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27 May 2010 @ 09:21 am
RP: My Lover, the Devil Part I (Sam/Keats, mentions of Sam/Gene)  
I wish I had cleaned up and posted the roleplay before this but Mel still has it and considering how many different formats it's in, it's going to be a lot of work, which is a shame because it helps to understand this one better. This RP is rated Brown Cortina for graphic sex and language.

Keats is played brilliantly by: amber_mel


The plot so far: Keats, in his desperate attempt to bring Gene down in whatever way possible, decides to use and bed Sam by hypnotising him into forgetting Gene. He takes Sam back to his flat and does just that but his plan backfires when he finds himself falling in love with Sam, who, without Gene begins to return his affections.  As if things aren't complicated enough, Gene discovers them and the spell over Sam breaks but somehow goes wrong.

Sam's brain, unable to handle the strain, begins a metacrisis which causes him to shut down. While he lay dying, Gene is frantically trying to save him and stop Alex (who has come to offer herself to Keats) from making a huge mistake and being dragged to Hell itself.

Unable to hold on for any longer, Sam slips away in Gene's arms who finally, for the first time breaks down and cries. No one is quite sure why or how, but Sam is resurrected and left confused, with more questions than answers and he wants to speak to the one person who he feels can give them to him - Keats.



~*~

 

 

 

Sam:

Um... would you like to have lunch with me? I think we need to talk.

Sam:

I know a nice little place if you fancy a curry.

Keats:

sure.. lead the way *clicks pen and puts back in pocket, puts specs on and grabs mac*

Keats:

I love a good curry

Sam:

Yeah, me too.

Sam:

Great place in Rusholme. Small, private. We'll be able to talk properly.

Keats:

'properly'? *raises a brow* this sounds serious Sam

Sam:

A lot has happened, I'd say that's quite serious.

Keats:

it was a 'busy' evening wasn't it

Sam:

I died. I'd call that more than just "busy", wouldn't you?

Keats:

so, what do you fancy - korma, jalfrezi, dansak?

Sam:

Tikka Masala, please

Keats:

I prefer something hotter myself.. vindaloo or even a fahl if they do it here?

Keats:

did you really die Sam? are you sure that's what happened..?

Sam:

I'm sure they do.

Sam:

I am quite sure I did, though I'm not sure as to why and you don't normally come back from death.

Sam:

And something tells me, you have the answers to these questions.

Keats:

*breaks popadom, dips in mango chutney and offers to feed a piece to Sam*

Keats:

*looks directly into Sam's amber eyes* delicious...

Sam:

*opens mouth to accept the food without thinking*

Keats:

you were.. over-wrought? you just shut down and rebooted..so to speak..

Keats:

*pops morsel between Sam's parted lips, brushes lip with fingertip*

Sam:

*eyes flutter closed*

Keats:

how do you feel today now, Sam?

Keats:

*breaks and dips another piece of popadom to feed Sam*

Sam:

Um... better actually, thank you. Just confused mostly.

Keats:

what's confusing you?

Sam:

Well, for starters, why did I forget?

Keats:

forget what?

Sam:

Gene

Keats:

Gene Hunt was your DCI, you worked together, then for whatever reasons you parted company and he came down here. Its been a while since you saw each other..

Keats:

..I'm sure there's gaps you need to fill and catch up on?

Keats:

he's at best lazy, at worst corrupt.. he's a poor example to have as a DCI. I'm sure your time apart has highlighted these faults

Keats:

no wonder he seems a little strange to you

Sam:

No, that's not what I remember now.

Sam:

So, has someone lied to me?

Keats:

but together, you and me Sam, we could rebuild this department and make it strong again..

Keats:

we get rid of Hunt, retrain Ray, Chris and Alex and create an elite team

Sam:

He doesn't seem corrupt

Keats:

we're so good together Sam.. don't you remember that at least?

Sam:

I do *closes eyes* I really do

Sam:

My memories tell me that I'm in love with Gene Hunt and Gene tells me you're not to be trusted.

Sam:

I don't know what to believe anymore.

Keats:

he's rotten, lazy, reckless, sloppy and maverick.. not an example for leading a team. Is that the sort of man you could love Sam?

Keats:

skips paperwork, dodges reports, sloppy with evidence..?

Sam:

In any other world, no.

Sam:

In this one, I don't know.

Sam:

Can I tell you a secret?

Keats:

and if he's reckless and inconsiderate at work, he could only be inconsiderate and selfish with someone's heart..

Keats:

what's your secret Sam?

Sam:

I know Gene blames you, but I think I know what happened last night.

Sam:

What really happened

Keats:

go on..

Keats:

*nibbles on popadom*

Sam:

Look, I know I'm laying in a hospital bed in 2006 and technically none of this is real. I think someone screwed up, it wouldn't be the first time.

Sam:

I have the worst doctors.

Sam:

They're not going be happy until they bloody kill me.

Sam:

You think I'm crazy, don't you?

Keats:

I don't actually. I do know who you are Sam, I happen to know you're here for a reason

Sam:

Why am I here?

Sam:

If you know, please tell me.

Keats:

to help the team all realise their 'potential'

Keats:

and to work with me.. together.. we could achieve anything!

Sam:

You want my help getting rid of Gene Hunt...

Sam:

I thought you wanted me for me, but you just wanted me because of my relationship to Gene.

Sam:

I don't know what the deal is with you two but it's nothing to do with me.

Keats:

yes.. and no

Keats:

I wanted evidence to destroy Gene.. how I got it I didn't care.. but then I met you Sam, things..changed

Keats:

I've never met anyone like you before

Sam:

How can I believe you're telling me the truth?

Sam:

You said it yourself, you wanted evidence and didn't care how you got it. Doesn't that make you just as corrupt as you accuse him of being?

Keats:

I corrupt man falsifies evidence..my evidence was factual. I just had to get it

Sam:

I won't help you.

Keats:

why?

Sam:

Because I'm not something to be used as the means to an end.

Sam:

Because I'm still not sure what to believe and I'm not about to ruin the lives of several people, on the off-chance you're telling me the truth.

Sam:

If the evidence is as sound as you say, you don't need me anyway.

Keats:

*blushes and removes specs. looks fully into Sam's amber eyes* but i don't want to do that anymore, I don't want to use you..hurt you..Sam, the other night?

Keats:

something happened to me

Sam:

Something happened to you?

Keats:

yes

Sam:

May I ask what, or is it none of my business?

Keats:

It is your business, Sam. It is..

Keats:

*struggling to find words*

Keats:

can't you guess? *does huge melting puppy eyes*

Sam:

*reaches forward and touches lips to Keats'*

Keats:

*sighs and parts lips to encourage*

Sam:

*takes the hint and slips tongue tentatively inside, lightly massaging Keats' tongue*

Keats:

*breaks kiss and caresses Sam's cheek* after last night, I didn't dare to hope..

Sam:

I don't know what to think anymore. Every time I think I understand, I end up more confused.

Sam:

But I believe your intentions with me are true so I'm going to start with what I believe and work my way from there.

Keats:

*cocks head to one side and smiles* I bet, you've been through a lot Sam..I don't want to complicate things for you. But I can't help myself

Sam:

I don't need you or anyone else to protect me.

Keats:

I won't molly-coddle you

Sam:

Good

Sam:

You've known me one night...

Keats:

and morning..

Sam:

And morning

Keats:

..it was long enough for me to know

Keats:

to change..

Keats:

to want to change

Sam:

What about DI Drake?

Sam:

Alex

Keats:

beautiful and clever, a very intelligent lady

Sam:

I wasn't sure if she were with you or Gene...

Keats:

she very fond of Gene, loyal - they have a certain bond

Sam:

Then they're just friends?

Keats:

she winds him up at work but then they always hang out

Keats:

*lowers eyes* I did try to use her to get to him

Sam:

*sighs in relief at Alex and Gene only being friends but unsure as to why* Why did you do that?

Keats:

I told you.. I was trying to 'out' his incompetencies. He shot her, for god's sake!

Keats:

enough about Drake, Sam.. you were saying about 'the other night'..?

Keats:

*smiles softly*

Sam:

Oh, I was wanted to say it was really nice and it felt right.

Keats:

nice? *smile falters*

Keats:

just 'nice'

Sam:

Okay *smiles* it was brilliant, happy?

Keats:

*melts at Sam's incredible smile*

Keats:

so, after this curry.. any plans for later?

Sam:

Yeah, I do.

Sam:

They would involve my flat, but the bed is too small, you see.

Keats:

well, how do you feel about mine? I know things got a bit messy there yesterday.. *raises eyebrows*

Sam:

DCI Keats, are you propositioning me?

Keats:

*leans forward, looks as serious as possible, gives Sam full brown-eyed gaze.* *whispers softly* Totally. I want to take you home and fuck your brains out.

Keats:

..then hold you until the sun rises

Sam:

*groans* Then why are we still here?

Keats:

*never takes eyes away from Sam's, snaps fingers for bill*

Sam:

*gets out wallet and hands my half of the bill*

Keats:

*wordlessly, takes out wallet, pays for everything, leaves tip*

Keats:

*puts Sam's money back in his hand and closes it to a fist, covering it with own hand*

Keats:

*can't help checking out Sam's arse as he gets into cab first*

Sam:

I'm paying you back for the curry, I hope you realise that.

Keats:

I sincerely hope not. I as hoping this would the first of many dates and you'll take me somewhere special next time..?

Sam:

And where would you like me to take you?

Keats:

I'm sure you know some fabulous eateries Sam, surprise me.. *sits closer in back of cab*

Sam:

*unbuttons the top three buttons of my shirt in attempt to cool down*

Keats:

*passes hand across forehead as suddenly temp rises*

Sam:

Are you okay, Jim?

Keats:

*loosens tie and collar*

Keats:

Its a little hot in here Sam.. *helplessly eyes delicious expanse of neck and collarbone*

Sam:

It really is.

Keats:

*slides across back seat nearer*

Sam:

Aren't you worried people will be watching?

Keats:

in a cab? I hope he is just keeping his eyes on the road *nods at driver*

Sam:

The windows aren't exactly tinted either...


 

 



Part two is here...

 


 
 
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