Pairing: Ian Mckellen/Sean Bean
Rating: R
Notes: My first drabble.
From nowhere, a thick forearm drew sternly across his chest, stopping him in his stride. Hot breath singed the fine hairs of his earlobes and made him instantly hard.
�Where do you think you�re going, fairycakes?� Ian tilted his head back instinctively and felt stubble scrape across his cheek as he strained backwards into the solid, unforgiving form behind him. There was no time; the boys would be over at six and Billy was always starving. No one was watching the pasta. Still.
�Sean� Darling, I�ve told you what that does to me.�
�I know. That�s why I do it.�