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Controlled Love, Part 19: Escape

Title: Escape
Series: Controlled Love, Part 19. Start the series here.
Fandom: A Bit of Fry & Laurie
Pairing: Tony/Control
Rating: I dunno—soft R? (Join me in snickering; yes, it will get hard later. :D)
Warning: Tony's inner hottieTMderien peeks out again.
Summary: Tony has to get away.
Disclaimer: No ownership claimed, just oodles of love for these characters.


The banquet was over. The enemy agents had been apprehended and their plot foiled. The British Intelligence operatives had performed swiftly and bravely when the threat materialized; they were heroes in the truest sense of the word. An immediate report had been provided to The Minister, who was quite pleased with how the operation had played out.

Tony was relieved everything had ended so well. There had been some difficulties, of course; it was never pleasant capturing enemy agents. He was glad that Philip and his staff were in charge of the interrogations, as that was one of the things that both he and Control least enjoyed having to do in their job. They both found it very difficult when someone didn't want to tell things and they had to think up ways of making the person tell. One of the new men, Agent Siviter, seemed to have a special talent for devising interrogation methods; there was no fear of failure with him as one of the lead questioners.

On a personal level, the evening had been exceptionally difficult. Watching Control and The Woman together, laughing and enjoying each others' company, had been painful. He wanted Control for himself; however, if this was the person Control now loved, Tony wouldn’t dream of standing in the way of his happiness.

He felt a sudden overpowering need to clear his head. He walked down the hallway of the embassy, his feet soundless on the plush carpet, his mind lost in a whirl of jumbled thoughts and feelings about everything that had happened over the past few weeks.

He thought about Mrs. Control leaving her husband for another woman, his surprise at learning of Control's new love, the pleasant morning conversations they had each day at eleven o'clock, the smell of coffee and Control mixed together, the seemingly endless yearning, the dreams that repeated themselves over and over…

Suddenly, Tony felt lightheaded and that he would collapse if he didn't sit down. He noticed a door on his right was slightly ajar; he pushed it open and found himself in a comfortable office illuminated only by the full moon streaming through the windows. The room was sumptuously furnished, all mahogany and leather and damask, and the air held the mixed aromas of cigar smoke, whiskey, leather, and coffee. Tony fell into one of two oversized upholstered chairs in a corner conversation area and let his head fall back.

He focused on taking deep breaths to clear his head and return his pulse rate to normal. He spoke quietly, telling himself to feel his body relax limb by limb, but it was Control's voice he heard in his head. He'd allowed his hands to fall limply in his lap; it took a while for the unconscious fingertip caressing on his thighs to register in his consciousness. The sensations were delicious, and he felt repeated shudders course through his body.

He was feeling quite warm by now and took off his white jacket, draping it across the back of his chair. He slowly trailed his fingers up and down his arms, then over his chest and sides. He imagined they were Control's large strong hands; he could picture them taking the coffee cup from his own every morning. How many times had he longed to lightly brush the side of his index finger against Control's during that daily ritual? He'd lost count, but he knew that how ever many times it was, there was an equal number of times he had failed to act.

And now it was too late. Control had moved on to a new relationship, and Tony had missed his chance. He didn't mean to, but he suddenly pictured Control and The Woman together, kissing passionately. Tony tried to focus his thinking on something else, but it was impossible.

Control cradled the back of her neck; he used his other hand to lightly caress her throat. Tony mimicked the gesture, feeling a flutter of growing arousal. As Control lightly traced the tip of his index finger from her chin down her throat to her chest, Tony did the same, feeling his nipples tighten. His eyes drifted closed; he could feel his teeth clench as his excitement grew.

As Control slipped his hand into the low-cut front of The Woman's dress, Tony opened one of his shirt buttons and slipped his hand inside. He could see Control's hand move under the lightweight dress fabric, and Tony's hand moved in similar stroking motions over his chest. The Woman arched her back and sharply inhaled; Tony had a similar reaction as he scratched and then pinched his right nipple.

He felt himself growing harder and more aching. He longed to touch himself, but he wanted this fantasy to last. He knew that he had to stop thinking about Control or he'd never be able to find his own happiness. He would allow himself to give in to his dreams one last time before he tried to figure out how to block his feeling for Control forever.

A brief thought flashed in Tony's mind that he should not be in this place doing this. If the thought had occurred to him any earlier, he could have done something about it. But by this time he was past caring about right or polite or anything but what he was feeling. He couldn't have stopped if he'd tried.



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Mar. 10th, 2007 03:47 pm (UTC)
*quavers* oh tony *whimpers* Lovely, as always. Inner Hottie Tony is just..ngh. Very well done, of course. I'm aching for him, really. Even his fantasizing about Control is so him, sweet and gentle and considerate
Mar. 10th, 2007 04:53 pm (UTC)
I think it would be impossible to write Tony as anything but sweet. But we'll have to poke InnerHottie!Tony some more and see what we can stir up. :D
Mar. 10th, 2007 04:41 pm (UTC)
Oh. My. God!!! How terribly hot!!! :-P Poor darling Tony, I do so hate seeing any of my boys sad. Hold in there darling, one day your prince will come (ahem!)! *giggles* I was going to say something naughty there but I shall save it!!! *huggles Tony*
Mar. 10th, 2007 04:50 pm (UTC)
In a perfect world, they will come together, yes? :D

Innuendo is fun. Hee!
Mar. 10th, 2007 04:56 pm (UTC)
Oh, I can't wait to see how control's dealing with this..
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:32 pm (UTC)
Heh. Me either. ;)
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:28 pm (UTC)
Whoah. Like. Whoah.

(*is terribly afraid the office isn't empty*)
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:31 pm (UTC)
Whoah. Like. Whoah.

I'm not sure... is that good or bad? :)

The office? Empty? *whistles innocently*
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:51 pm (UTC)
When he's good he's very very good, but when he's bad he's better. ;)
Mar. 10th, 2007 07:07 pm (UTC)
heh hehe. Tony as a closet slut turns me on in ways I can't begin to describe.
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:43 pm (UTC)
This just came to me that I have a feeling at the back of my neck that Tony isn't along.
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:47 pm (UTC)
I'm going to start writing the next bit shortly. We'll see what happens. :)
Mar. 10th, 2007 08:26 pm (UTC)

Oh yes, this is going to be very nice indeed. I love where you've gone with this! And I get the feeling Control is going to get quite a show--but will he admit he was watching? ^_^
Mar. 10th, 2007 10:34 pm (UTC)
*dances with you*

Yay! I'm so happy you like this as it is your plotline, after all! :)

Heh... Control as voyeur. Have you been reading my notes?
Mar. 11th, 2007 02:56 am (UTC)
No, I've been reading your mind.

*makes spooky woo woo noises*

Mar. 11th, 2007 05:35 am (UTC)
*doo-doo-doos the Twilight Zone theme*

Just don't be readin' my thoughts between 4 and 5. That's Willie's time!

Ah, the Simpsons. :)
Mar. 10th, 2007 09:02 pm (UTC)
*fans self* Mmmm. Hot. *rereads*

And yay for the Jools reference! :D
Mar. 10th, 2007 10:33 pm (UTC)
Hah... you're the first person to mention Jools. :) I couldn't resist throwing him in.

Yeah, I think it's time to heat this thing up a bit. I'm working on the next part now. W00t!
Mar. 11th, 2007 01:33 am (UTC)
I must say that this is going to be hotter than a missile hitting an volcano in the sahara desert in the middle of summer.
Mar. 11th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
hehehehehe! Now don't go putting too much pressure on me! ;)
Mar. 11th, 2007 02:58 am (UTC)
lol ha Now I wouldn't do that but pressure is going to be on Tony. If you know what I mean.
Mar. 11th, 2007 05:36 am (UTC)
Yes, I do. Heh. :)
Mar. 11th, 2007 06:15 pm (UTC)
Eee! Hot! and adorable, as usual. And Jools... mmmm, Jools. You know, I'd be tempted to plan an attack on a British VIP just so I could be interrogated by Jools. *drifts off to happy place*
Mar. 11th, 2007 06:38 pm (UTC)
Something like this, perhaps?

Sky: No, I won't tell you what I know!

Jools: No? I believe I can coerce the information out of you, my dear.

Sky: defiant shake of head Never!

Joole: Mmmmm, we'll see. featherlight caresses of her thighs

Sky: head lolls back Ohhhhhhhhhhhh

Jools: evil grin; strokes higher on thighs

Sky: squeals and moans

Jools: stops

Sky: OMG! Don't stop! Please...

Jools: lights a cigarette, then whispers in her ear I don't want to stop, but you need to tell me...

Sky: spills every secret she's ever known Now, dear Lord, get back to it!

But perhaps I've merely Mary Sue'd myself in the Sky character, eh? ;)
Mar. 11th, 2007 06:45 pm (UTC)
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, Jools, you're too smart for me. You know I could resist any torture except one - you stopping! And of course, once he lit that cigarette, I was a goner. ;)

And hee! the thought of me as your Mary Sue is sending me into fits of giggles for some reason. :D

Mar. 11th, 2007 06:49 pm (UTC)
I'm afraid your fangirliness preceeds you. Jools know all! ;)


PS...That's a very handsome Stephen you have LOLing there!
Mar. 11th, 2007 07:03 pm (UTC)
PS...That's a very handsome Stephen you have LOLing there!

Why thank you, my dear! :)
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