Prompt: #127 Spy
Word count: 100
Pairing: Charlie/Ian, Don
Summary: He knew he shouldn’t look.
Notes: Written for numb3rs100, part of A Silk Pillow ‘verse. If you have never read a Silk Pillow drabble before you might want to start here.
A Breath (#127 Spy)
Don peeked through the crack in the door. He knew he shouldn’t look.
Ian lay naked on thick pillows. His limbs were bound one to another with ropes of a dozen colors, woven in elegant geometric patterns.
Charlie knelt by his side, head bowed as if in prayer, looking like a priest before a pagan sacrifice. Charlie placed one hand over Ian’s heart and laid the other on Ian’s head. He lean forward and touched his lips to Ian’s. It was not a kiss. Charlie exhaled passing his very breath to Ian.
Don took a breath and silently backed away.