The Crush

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

“You are the sweetest little lady I have ever met!”  There was a brief pause.  “No, you are!  All I want to do is kiss you.”

Napoleon’s fist stopped just before knocking on Illya’s door.  I’ve never heard him sound so smitten!  He almost walked away.  Almost.  “Illya!” he called as he knocked, “Open the door!”

Immediately, he heard the locks tumble and the door opened.  Glancing around quickly, he saw no one.  He noticed a gray kitten snuggled against Illya’s chest.  “The sweet little lady, I presume?”

“I am catsitting for a neighbor.  She is adorable.”

“You amaze me.”

The Crush

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

“You are the sweetest little lady I have ever met!”  There was a brief pause.  “No, you are!  All I want to do is kiss you.”

Napoleon’s fist stopped just before knocking on Illya’s door.  I’ve never heard him sound so smitten!  He almost walked away.  Almost.  “Illya!” he called as he knocked, “Open the door!”

Immediately, he heard the locks tumble and the door opened.  Glancing around quickly, he saw no one.  He noticed a gray kitten snuggled against Illya’s chest.  “The sweet little lady, I presume?”

“I am catsitting for a neighbor.  She is adorable.”

“You amaze me.”

A little drabble will do ya--What do they do?

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Being top agents mean the guys get the hardest assignments and injured frequently, so what do they do when they are struck in medical for a while.
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A little drabble will do ya--What do they do?

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Being top agents mean the guys get the hardest assignments and injured frequently, so what do they do when they are struck in medical for a while.
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Assignation~ for "A Little Drabble do Ya" Wednesday

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Napoleon woke covered in perspiration. The heat wave was over, yet the air was heavy and oppressive.  He’d left a glass of water on the nightstand, and reaching for it ; his hand knocked it over.

“Chyort.”

She sat up beside him. “Cursing like the Russian now darling? What was that?  She went for her pistol under the pillow.”

“Nothing, broke a glass.”

She reached over, barely touching his face with her fingertips, letting them drift to his dry lips....

“Let me help you.” She used her tongue, kissing him softly.

”I have to go,” he whispered.

“Not yet...” she purred.

Assignation~ for "A Little Drabble do Ya" Wednesday

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Napoleon woke covered in perspiration. The heat wave was over, yet the air was heavy and oppressive.  He’d left a glass of water on the nightstand, and reaching for it ; his hand knocked it over.

“Chyort.”

She sat up beside him. “Cursing like the Russian now darling? What was that?  She went for her pistol under the pillow.”

“Nothing, broke a glass.”

She reached over, barely touching his face with her fingertips, letting them drift to his dry lips....

“Let me help you.” She used her tongue, kissing him softly.

”I have to go,” he whispered.

“Not yet...” she purred.