Distractions (Eliot/Hardison)
Title: Distractions
Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters/plot nor am I making any amount of money from this.
Summary: Alec was willing to bet that everything sounded better in a Southern accent.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Eliot/Hardison
Words: 110
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Alec was willing to bet that everything sounded better in a Southern accent.
Words caressed over a coarse lazy drawl, gravelly tone, and smirking lips just had...a way. They made him shudder, very slightly, the sensation more intimate for its minuteness. It was just enough to feel, to unnerve, to cause a light vibration right under his skin that itched and begged for thick, hard, firm fingers to squeeze, touch, pull-
"Hardison!!"
Snapping out of his reverie Alec forced his mind back on their current case, his hands fumbling for the clicker he'd dropped, desperately trying to ignore the heat of the narrowed glare sent his way by icy blue eyes.
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Feedback always appreciated =)
Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters/plot nor am I making any amount of money from this.
Summary: Alec was willing to bet that everything sounded better in a Southern accent.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Eliot/Hardison
Words: 110
-x-
Alec was willing to bet that everything sounded better in a Southern accent.
Words caressed over a coarse lazy drawl, gravelly tone, and smirking lips just had...a way. They made him shudder, very slightly, the sensation more intimate for its minuteness. It was just enough to feel, to unnerve, to cause a light vibration right under his skin that itched and begged for thick, hard, firm fingers to squeeze, touch, pull-
"Hardison!!"
Snapping out of his reverie Alec forced his mind back on their current case, his hands fumbling for the clicker he'd dropped, desperately trying to ignore the heat of the narrowed glare sent his way by icy blue eyes.
-x-
Feedback always appreciated =)