Title: Logical
Author: Elandae
Pairing: Vig/Dom
Disclaimer: Don’t know them; make no claims and so on. We all know the drill here.
Feedback: Always welcome.
Author's Notes: This is for Challenge 007 on Working Blue. The idea just struck me today.
Viggo doesn't say anything until they are home.
'What was that about?' He asks as he idly trails his fingers up the length of Dom's arm, the way he does when he wants to know something.
'What?' Dom askes, pretending not to know, just to Viggo won't stop.
'Tonight. The tongue thing, I thought you wanted to keep this quiet,' Viggo's voice is smooth, seductive, his mouth moving to fix on Dom's throat so that it is damn near impossible to think.
'It was all part of my..uh...plan, I would fool.....,' Dom's voice trails off at the feel of Viggo's tongue against his skin.
'You would fool who?' Viggo prompts, pausing for just a moment before fixing his attention back on Dom's neck.
'Fool them all.....it was brilliant, really...,' Dom's shakes his head, clearing it, getting his thoughts in order.
'Let's say you were one of those people there, if we *were* together, and didn't want people to know, would we have done that?' Dom asks, and Viggo studies him for a moment, before pulling him closer, laughing softly so that Dom can feel the gentle rumbling in his chest.
'Your sense of logic is a little askew,' he grins at the affronted look on Dom's face, 'but I like it,' he finishes, pulling Dom down onto the bed, and anything Dom might have been about to say is forgotten when he feels those hands on his body.
The End.