well, i couldn't not answer my own challenge, right?

[axiom_of_stripe]

i swear to you, this was not on my mind when i suggested curtains. this just...happened.

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Curtainfic Drabble-and-a-half: Sir

So after that debacle, I end up wasting my evening on paperwork and anticipation, looking over my shoulder for the lieutenant every two minutes 'til I get the summons. I hate waiting, but I suck in my stomach and put my chin up and keep on waiting while Welsh deliberately closes the blinds over each window. As the last one closes I catch Fraser's worried stare through the slats. I bet the Mountie thinks I'm in big trouble now.

"You really like causing me trouble, Vecchio," Welsh says, circling around me.

I give him my best cocky grin. "Everybody's got a talent," I say. And then, because causing trouble is only one of my talents and not in fact the one that Welsh closed the blinds in order to discuss, I get down on my knees right there in his office, lick my lips, and start undoing his belt buckle.

END