To The Wretching - a new Foothills
Title: When I Kiss the Teacher
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Slash
My thanks to Sparky955 and Grey852 for their clean up. Happy Birthday, The Wretching. I hope this fits the bill. Link takes you to AO3
Illya rolled over and glared at his partner. “Correct me if I am wrong, but I thought being retired meant you didn’t have to do anything.”
“Normally it does, but not today.” Illya teased Napoleon, calling him his silver fox. The man’s hair was nearly white now while Illya sported only a few silver threads among his forever unruly mop of blond hair. “Rocky and Matt will be here any minute. Now get up and get ready.”
“All right, but let the record show that I’m doing this under protest.” Illya swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there, waiting for the rest of him to wake up. He could remember a time when he’d leap up and be out the door in a matter of minutes, even after a week-long affair or extended flight. Now it practically took an act of sheer will to get going. A lifetime of abuse took its toll with gleeful abundance.
He was halfway through saving when he paused. “What are Matt and Rocky coming over for?” His memory wasn’t exactly as sharp as it had been, but he wasn’t that forgetful.
“Something came up and we agreed that we needed to strike while the iron was hot. Now, get ready!”
“Why?”
“Illya, just trust me.”
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Slash
My thanks to Sparky955 and Grey852 for their clean up. Happy Birthday, The Wretching. I hope this fits the bill. Link takes you to AO3
Illya rolled over and glared at his partner. “Correct me if I am wrong, but I thought being retired meant you didn’t have to do anything.”
“Normally it does, but not today.” Illya teased Napoleon, calling him his silver fox. The man’s hair was nearly white now while Illya sported only a few silver threads among his forever unruly mop of blond hair. “Rocky and Matt will be here any minute. Now get up and get ready.”
“All right, but let the record show that I’m doing this under protest.” Illya swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there, waiting for the rest of him to wake up. He could remember a time when he’d leap up and be out the door in a matter of minutes, even after a week-long affair or extended flight. Now it practically took an act of sheer will to get going. A lifetime of abuse took its toll with gleeful abundance.
He was halfway through saving when he paused. “What are Matt and Rocky coming over for?” His memory wasn’t exactly as sharp as it had been, but he wasn’t that forgetful.
“Something came up and we agreed that we needed to strike while the iron was hot. Now, get ready!”
“Why?”
“Illya, just trust me.”