Fandom: The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
Originally Posted: Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Word Count: 100 words
Written For: Smut Day Wednesday
None So Blind
Napoleon watches his partner's compact, muscular form cut a sensual path through the crowd. He imagines running his hand through that silky blonde hair and feels a burn low in his belly. Shocked, he tries again; imagines that hard body straining against him, face turned up to his, eyes dark and full of passion. His erection is sudden and totally unexpected, the burning becomes a fire that consumes from within. He laughs to himself: "How could I not have known?" Face flushed, he moves to intercept Illya. They have a party of their own to attend; a party for two.