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spikesgirl58.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Feb. 15th, 2015 04:18 am)Title: Kiss of Ice
Author: Spikesgirl58
Genre: Man from UNCLE, Napoleon/Illya
Word Count: 100
Prompt 345: Alcohol
Warnings: None other than preslash implied.
Just when Illya thought his partner couldn't surprise him.
“What are you doing?” Illya looked over his shoulder, trying to keep his voice from trembling. They had been partners for a few months. The icy kiss of alcohol on his lacerated skin followed by the soft caress of lips made him want to moan. To be this close to Napoleon was both paradise and hell for him.
"Didn’t your mother do this for you?”
“No.”
Another fiery bite of rubbing alcohol and kiss. “Really?”
Illya remember her breath, gentle and warm against his skin. “What I mean is she didn’t kiss. She would blow.”
“All in good time.”
“What?”
Author: Spikesgirl58
Genre: Man from UNCLE, Napoleon/Illya
Word Count: 100
Prompt 345: Alcohol
Warnings: None other than preslash implied.
Just when Illya thought his partner couldn't surprise him.
“What are you doing?” Illya looked over his shoulder, trying to keep his voice from trembling. They had been partners for a few months. The icy kiss of alcohol on his lacerated skin followed by the soft caress of lips made him want to moan. To be this close to Napoleon was both paradise and hell for him.
"Didn’t your mother do this for you?”
“No.”
Another fiery bite of rubbing alcohol and kiss. “Really?”
Illya remember her breath, gentle and warm against his skin. “What I mean is she didn’t kiss. She would blow.”
“All in good time.”
“What?”
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