"Pushing It"
By Viridian5
2/15/99

RATING: R.  Berg/Pete.  If m/m interaction bothers you, what are 
you doing here?
SPOILERS: "Two Guys, a Girl, and a Valentine"
SUMMARY: The boys look back on a disastrous Valentine's Day.
DISCLAIMERS: In a more just world, they'd be mine to do with 
as I pleased.  But they're not.  All things here are property of 
Infront Productions and Twentieth Century Fox Television.  
Anyone who thinks I'm infringing or making a cent from this is on 
drugs.  
NOTES: This episode was almost relentlessly het, but since all the 
het relationships ended in abject misery, I decided to forgive the 
boys for being girl-crazy boysluts. 


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"Pushing It"
By Viridian5
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Pete put the gift down and sat on the couch.  "Some people would 
be content with just having an annoying nutcase living across the 
hall, but not me, no.  *I* have to push her over into full psychosis."

"Look on the bright side," Berg said lightly, though he still looked 
shaken.  The mutilated and decapitated teddy bear now spiked to 
Irene's door had freaked them both out.  She hadn't taken Pete's 
rejection as well as they'd expected.

"And that would be...?"

"You don't have any pets for her to torture."

"That makes me feel much better." Pete leaned back and closed his 
eyes.  "It was a banner Valentine's for everybody."

"Speak for yourself."

"Berg, you have no dignity to stand on, not after all but begging 
Shawn to use you.  We were a pair of desperate boysluts."

"'Boyslut,' maybe.  'Desperate,' no.  At least I wasn't my date's 
'pioneer lover' during a past life."

"Berg, you were nothing more than a prop to Shawn."

Berg actually looked a little hurt.  "It wasn't that bad."

"Then you went fuzzly in public as she was kissing you.  You're 
cute like that, though."

"That's not even a word!"

"Well, there isn't a word that suggests soft, loose, woozy, stupid, 
and completely compliant all at once." 

"Bite me."

"You always get like that when people put the moves on you, and 
you were like putty in her hands.  'Use me, Shawn; *please* use 
me...'"

"I did not!"

"I only have to kiss you to prove it."

"Go ahead."

Pete stood in front of Berg and tilted his head up to look at his 
taller friend.  His roommate looked at him with glittering, 
challenging dark eyes and radiated warmth.  He basked in that heat 
for a moment before putting his hand at the back of Berg's neck to 
draw them together for a kiss.  He gave his friend credit for 
fighting it longer than usual, but the long body against him soon 
loosened completely.  Berg's eyes were closed, but they were 
surely glazed and vague with lust, as they always became under 
these circumstances.

//He never had a chance, especially since we both had such a... 
frustrating Valentine's Day.  He's so beautiful though...//

They were soon wrapped around one another, kissing hungrily.  
Berg dropped back onto the couch, taking Pete with him.  
"Maybe... maybe I am a desperate boyslut," Berg gasped as he 
writhed under Pete.  "Do you mind, Pete?"

"No.  We're a pair, remember?" 

Pete loved it when they had arguments they both won.


**********************THE END***********************


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