Yes - absolutely. They were so doing it. I did write two West Wing ficlets about a year ago.
Reproduced here for your reading pleasure:
Title: Infidelity Blues Summary: Unfaithfulness Doesn't Always Destroy Faith
Sam thought that the day Lisa gave him back his ring was the worst of his life. High on triumph after triumph in the primaries - and what was looking to be a straight shot to the Democratic Party nomination for Barlett, she just hands him his ring, tells him they're done and leaves.
But that's not the worst day - not at all. The worst day was finding that his father - the man he loved and admired all his life - was a liar and a cheat. A common adulterer. He felt sick and dirty and everything in the world was wrong.
Of course, by the end of the week, all of the Senior Staff knew - and he was getting puppy eyes from Donna and CJ, Toby wanted to help him drink away his sorrows. Fuck, even the President offered him a comforting shoulder.
But no, none of that was going to help. Especially not after learning that a man whom he had thought was innocent - a man that he passionately believed should have his name cleared was really the traitor he was named to be.
Now, sick and dirty didn't even begin to describe how he felt. So Sam finally went home, and all he expected was the stale, musty smell of an empty apartment. Finding Josh there, with cartons of Chinese takeout, two sixpack of beer and a stack of pretty decent porn was enough to make him weep.
Title: Sam/Josh - Misappropriating Resources Summary: There are times when policy arguments are not always appropriate
"Shhh"
"What the hell are you doing, Josh."
"I'm looking for some lube - or something to use as lube."
The pair of them fumbled around the supply closet, pants around their ankles, erections playing peek-a-boo with their shirts.
"Josh - why do you think there would be anything approximating sex lubricant in a White House supply closet?"
Josh ignored Sam's question and continued to root around the shelves. "Ah ha!" Josh held up a bottle of hand cream. "I knew this was in here, somewhere."
Sam squinted at the object in Josh's hands - " Eucerin Heavy Duty Moisturizer. Why is that in the supply closet? That's not something that's on a GSA schedule."
"Sam - who cares. Maybe Donna ordered it. It's here, it's slick and we can fuck. Bend over."
"Josh, wait a second...do you really think it’s a good idea to use government resources to commit an act of sodomy, which was - until recently, illegal in Virginia." Sam's voice rose in volume and pitch as Josh dove in between his butt cheeks, smearing the sticky handcream around his hole.
"Shhh, shhh you idiot. Do you want them to hear us?" Josh squeezed more of the white stuff onto his fingers and began to breach Sam's hot, tight asshole. "Besides, Lawrence v. Texas invalidated all state non-commercial sodomy laws. Also, we're not in Virginia, we're in D.C., and it's been a decade since sodomy was illegal in the District."
Sam hissed. As Josh shoved him harder over the cartons of copier paper, his own rock hard dick got a bit crushed.
"Trust you to always have a policy argument ready."
Josh just grunted in reply. Sam's ass was, as always, hot and tight and perfect, and if he ever had to explain the misappropriation of resources, he could always use that ass as Exhibit "A" in his defense.
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Date: 2011-07-01 02:31 pm (UTC)Reproduced here for your reading pleasure:
Title: Infidelity Blues
Summary: Unfaithfulness Doesn't Always Destroy Faith
Sam thought that the day Lisa gave him back his ring was the worst of his life. High on triumph after triumph in the primaries - and what was looking to be a straight shot to the Democratic Party nomination for Barlett, she just hands him his ring, tells him they're done and leaves.
But that's not the worst day - not at all. The worst day was finding that his father - the man he loved and admired all his life - was a liar and a cheat. A common adulterer. He felt sick and dirty and everything in the world was wrong.
Of course, by the end of the week, all of the Senior Staff knew - and he was getting puppy eyes from Donna and CJ, Toby wanted to help him drink away his sorrows. Fuck, even the President offered him a comforting shoulder.
But no, none of that was going to help. Especially not after learning that a man whom he had thought was innocent - a man that he passionately believed should have his name cleared was really the traitor he was named to be.
Now, sick and dirty didn't even begin to describe how he felt. So Sam finally went home, and all he expected was the stale, musty smell of an empty apartment. Finding Josh there, with cartons of Chinese takeout, two sixpack of beer and a stack of pretty decent porn was enough to make him weep.
Title: Sam/Josh - Misappropriating Resources
Summary: There are times when policy arguments are not always appropriate
"Shhh"
"What the hell are you doing, Josh."
"I'm looking for some lube - or something to use as lube."
The pair of them fumbled around the supply closet, pants around their ankles, erections playing peek-a-boo with their shirts.
"Josh - why do you think there would be anything approximating sex lubricant in a White House supply closet?"
Josh ignored Sam's question and continued to root around the shelves. "Ah ha!" Josh held up a bottle of hand cream. "I knew this was in here, somewhere."
Sam squinted at the object in Josh's hands - " Eucerin Heavy Duty Moisturizer. Why is that in the supply closet? That's not something that's on a GSA schedule."
"Sam - who cares. Maybe Donna ordered it. It's here, it's slick and we can fuck. Bend over."
"Josh, wait a second...do you really think it’s a good idea to use government resources to commit an act of sodomy, which was - until recently, illegal in Virginia." Sam's voice rose in volume and pitch as Josh dove in between his butt cheeks, smearing the sticky handcream around his hole.
"Shhh, shhh you idiot. Do you want them to hear us?" Josh squeezed more of the white stuff onto his fingers and began to breach Sam's hot, tight asshole. "Besides, Lawrence v. Texas invalidated all state non-commercial sodomy laws. Also, we're not in Virginia, we're in D.C., and it's been a decade since sodomy was illegal in the District."
Sam hissed. As Josh shoved him harder over the cartons of copier paper, his own rock hard dick got a bit crushed.
"Trust you to always have a policy argument ready."
Josh just grunted in reply. Sam's ass was, as always, hot and tight and perfect, and if he ever had to explain the misappropriation of resources, he could always use that ass as Exhibit "A" in his defense.