Two unnamed Post-SAG Drabbles

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Inspired by this picture:

Billeh's thigh. OMG.

And two wee ficlets because of it.



"You grabbed my arse!"

John shrugged and passed Billy a flute of champange. "I didn't think anyone would notice, with that much of your leg to distract them."

Billy gave John a look. "I thought we were going to be low-key tonight."

"I take my chances when they come to me." John leaned in towards Billy. "And I saw my chance."

"And when do I get my chance?" Billy licked his lips. "I haven't gotten to grab anything all night except that statue, and it's the wrong size and shape and feel."

John downed his champange. "I'm ready to go now."





"Get a good look?"

Andy grinned. "Wanted a feel. Didn't think it'd be prudent with all the cameras flashing."

"No one's watching now." Billy leaned into the dark corner they were hiding in. "Feel away."

Andy's grin slid into a leer. He slid a hand under Billy's kilt. "It's a shame Liv didn't lift it higher. You could have made a nice profit tonight."

"Don't want a profit. Want you."

Andy pressed Billy into the wall. "Let's get out of here, and you can have me."

"Excellent idea." Billy dumped his champange into a nearby plant and followed Andy out.