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RPF: Slash Fanfiction 101 -- Lesson 1

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Jan. 6th, 2008 | 11:08 pm
mood: busybusy
posted by: tvjunkie1013 in michaelxmahone

Title: Slash Fanfic 101 - Lesson 1
Author: Me
Fandom: Prison Break
Pairing: Wentworth/William; Michael/Mahone
Prompt: #82 -- If
Rating: Let's just say M, even though it won't be that until later lessons.
Word Count: 603
Disclaimer: Nope … I still don‘t own anything except for the DVDs. I don't know any of these people and/or their sexualities. That's their business. This fic exists only in my head ... and in this journal.
Summary: Dom gets something interesting and passes it on to Wentworth and William.
Warning: RPF and sorta crack!fic here people. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.

A/N: I don‘t know where this came from or if it‘s even any good. So there you go. I do have to say that this fic is a total shout-out to the following communities: pbslash, michaelxmahone and wallporn and all of the lovely, lovely Michael/Mahone fans out there ;) The men *might* be a pinch OOC in this, but it was written just for fun.

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Wentworth finished shooting his scenes. He excused himself and headed back to his trailer. It was a scorchingly hot Texas morning and the sweatshirt he wore as Michael was soaked in sweat. As much as he didn’t want to do it, Went gripped the bottom edge of the heavy material and jerked it up and over his head. This, of course, was rewarded with whistles and catcalls and a few marriage proposals -- all from the male members of the cast and crew. The women had way too much class to act so immature. The men … not so much. And the worst ones of the bunch?

Dominic and William.

The two of them were incorrigible. Especially when they were together. For being two grown, adult men, they certainly went out of their way to act as juvenile as they could. Went had hoped to avoid them -- prayed that their shooting schedules didn’t run at the same time as his. Unfortunately, today was just not his day. Not that he didn’t enjoy being around them; normally he did. But …

“Hellooooo there, sexy,” Dom drawled from somewhere off to the right. His thick Australian accent making it sound that much worse. Wentworth cringed.

“Hey baby,” Bill fell into stride beside him and dropped his arm around Went’s shoulders, his fingertips grazing his upper arm. “You been workin’ out, honey? Cuz you’re lookin’ fine.”

“Okay, okay,” he tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach and shouldered Bill off of him and onto Dom. Wentworth scowled at the two men while they clutched at each other and howled with laughter. “Come on. I just want to get back to my nice, air conditioned trailer, have a beer, cool off and check my email. I don’t need you two sexually harassing me.”

“You love it,” Bill’s chest heaved as his laughing subsided, “you know you do.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Wentworth replied, not denying, not agreeing, then turned to leave. “I’ll see you guys on set later, right?”

“Yep,” Bill gave him a little shove then he and Dom started to walk towards the Sona set.

“Oh, Went? I almost forgot,” Dom spun around and began to chuckle again. “I sent you an interesting note earlier today. A friend of mine was surfing online and found some, uh, amusing websites. I thought you should see them.”

“Really?” Wentworth’s interest was piqued. He turned back to the men, “What kind of websites?” Then he backtracked quickly. “They aren’t more porn sites, are they? Seriously, Dom, that last stuff you sent me infected my laptop with one hell of a virus.”

“Nope, not porn,” he continued to snicker then cleared his throat, “not exactly porn, anyway.”

“Dom …”

“You should take a look. I really think you’ll get a … kick … out of what I sent,” Dom paused and glanced over at Bill. He gave the older man a friendly punch on the shoulder. “Actually, you might be interested in them as well.”

“Me? Why? I hate the internet.”

“Let’s just say,” his eyes passed between Bill and Wentworth, “there’s a little something in there for both of you.” Dom began to laugh again, full force, and he jogged away.

“You’re certifiable! Has anyone ever told you that?” Wentworth yelled as he shook his head back and forth. He gestured at Bill as he turned to walk away. “Stop by after you shoot your scenes. We’ll take a look at whatever it is that the lunatic sent me.”

“Will do,” Bill shouted and sprinted off after Dom.

~TBC in Lesson 2~

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