Secret Room
Title: Secret Room
Author: willows_whiten
Fandom: Brothers & Sisters
Pairing: Kevin Walker / Scotty Wandell
Rating: G
Warnings: Obviously, slash. Minorly suggestively.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"Mr. Walker, will you come with me?" Noreen asked poking her head into Kevin's office.
"Where are we going?" he asked as they walked down the hall.
"No questions please."
They arrived at a room with a table, a cassette player, and a bench.
"What the. . ." Kevin said.
"No questions. Just trust me."
Against his nature, he obeyed. He soon found himself blindfolded listening to a meditation tape.
The tape must have been working because he barely heard the door reopen. And as a pair of hands began massaging his scalp, he was certain it was part of a dream. It was not until the hands touched his waist (what he unaffectionately referred to as his "love handles") that he jerked back to reality.
"No one touches me there!" he said, blindly jumping up and ripping off the blindfold.
"Well you could have told me that before we had sex," the other person said.
The voice registered as he turned around and saw the face.
"Scotty! What the hell? You scared the shit out of me!"
"I'm sorry, I just wanted you to relax. You don't relax enough."
Whether intentional or not, Scotty gave a look of ultimate defeat causing Kevin regret the anger in words.
"I'm sorry. Come here," Kevin said, holding his arms out for a hug. "I love you."
"I love you too. That's why I did this."
"I'll tell you what. I'll sneak out of here early, and when I get home, you can give me a proper back rub."
"Proper, hmm?" Scotty said, suggestively raising an eyebrow.
Kevin laughed. "Go!"
Author: willows_whiten
Fandom: Brothers & Sisters
Pairing: Kevin Walker / Scotty Wandell
Rating: G
Warnings: Obviously, slash. Minorly suggestively.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"Mr. Walker, will you come with me?" Noreen asked poking her head into Kevin's office.
"Where are we going?" he asked as they walked down the hall.
"No questions please."
They arrived at a room with a table, a cassette player, and a bench.
"What the. . ." Kevin said.
"No questions. Just trust me."
Against his nature, he obeyed. He soon found himself blindfolded listening to a meditation tape.
The tape must have been working because he barely heard the door reopen. And as a pair of hands began massaging his scalp, he was certain it was part of a dream. It was not until the hands touched his waist (what he unaffectionately referred to as his "love handles") that he jerked back to reality.
"No one touches me there!" he said, blindly jumping up and ripping off the blindfold.
"Well you could have told me that before we had sex," the other person said.
The voice registered as he turned around and saw the face.
"Scotty! What the hell? You scared the shit out of me!"
"I'm sorry, I just wanted you to relax. You don't relax enough."
Whether intentional or not, Scotty gave a look of ultimate defeat causing Kevin regret the anger in words.
"I'm sorry. Come here," Kevin said, holding his arms out for a hug. "I love you."
"I love you too. That's why I did this."
"I'll tell you what. I'll sneak out of here early, and when I get home, you can give me a proper back rub."
"Proper, hmm?" Scotty said, suggestively raising an eyebrow.
Kevin laughed. "Go!"