Pairing: Olivia Dunham/Peter Bishop
Rating/Warning(s): Mature / Dub-Con (Involuntary Drug Use, Aphrodisiac)
Word Count: 4500
Recced on LiveJournal By: tinnny
Why This Must Be Read: Peter and Olivia are exposed to a chemical Walter is experimenting on. The descriptions of synesthesia are psychedelic and overwhelming:
He had the sensation of cold space all around him, extending out to the stars and beyond. The cold seemed to be licking at him like a puppy. Wind rustled in a pine tree as they stumbled down the sidewalk towards the parking lot, and the sound of the wind was like the taste of watermelon on a hot day, or maybe the feeling of a smooth pebble that had been polished at the bottom of a river for a couple of centuries. He was still working out what the feelings were like when they arrived at the car. Olivia led him around to the passenger side.
"Keys," she said. Her voice was chocolate mousse, or maybe chocolate pudding. The textural difference was subtle but important. He concentrated, trying to puzzle it out.
She stuck her hand in his pocket and he yelped. "Whoa!" She paid no attention, rummaging for his keys. Her hand brushed his hard dick in passing and he felt his face go hot but she paid no attention. Then the keys were jingling in her hand like coins made of ice or the color of sky between sunset and twilight (what?). Peter closed his eyes and the darkness was warm and funny.