Fandom: The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
Pairing: Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin
Category: slash
Rating: PG
Word Count: 400
Notes: Written for the LiveJournal group slashthedrabble challenge #197 – “caught”
Original Publication Date: 17 February 2009
Napoleon froze. The hair on his neck was at attention and he knew from experience not to ignore their warning. His eyes hadnt fully adjusted to the darkness but he was certain he could make out a figure to his right. Silently counting to ten, Napoleon made his move barreling into the man and pinning him to the ground in one swift move.
Get off me you blockhead!
Reaching up with one hand, Napoleon turned on the light but didnt relinquish his captive. Illya, what do you think youre doing skulking around my apartment in the dark? When no reply was forthcoming, Napoleon sighed. Im not letting you up until you give me a satisfactory answer.
Illya scowled. Then you will be late for your dinner date.
What date?
Do not try that innocent look with me. Your date with that new girl in communications. That peroxide blonde with the lisp.
Ah, Michelle. Looking down at his partner, Napoleon smiled leaning down to gently kiss Illyas forehead. Nuzzling his ear, Napoleon whispered, I dont have a date with a peroxide blonde. The only blond Im interested in is all natural.
Squirming to get free from his partners seductive torture Illya rasp, Then why did Mark tell me Illya froze. He was caught. Blushing, he looked up at those mesmerizing brown eyes. I cant believe I fell for that. Seeing the glint of humor in his partners eyes, the realization dawned. You set me up!
Laughing Napoleon rolled off Illya, lying on the floor. Illya straddled Napoleons torso looking into the giggling visage below him. Youre a rat, you know that?
Yes, but you love me anyway. Before Illya could retort, Napoleon pulled him into a gentle kiss. When will you believe there is no one else?
Sighing, Illya sheepishly looked into his lovers eyes. It is difficult for me. Your reputation is larger than life.
Thats all in the past. What were you planning anyway? Blushing, Illya pulled a dark red tie from his pocket and gave it to Napoleon. You gave me this on Valentines Day.
Yes. I I didnt want you wearing it on your date with her.
It was Napoleons turn to blush. He thought he would be the one to catch Illya in his little trap to make him jealous but Napoleon realized it was he who was the one who was well and truly caught.