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31 January 2011 @ 05:32 pm
[Leverage] risky business [Eliot/Hardison]  

risky business;


Eliot Spencer/Alec Hardison;

U-Rated, 345words;

Written for comment_fic prompt: “Computer cords can not be used as restraints!”/ “Says who?”.


“Computer cords can not be used as restraints!” Hardison choked the words out, his mouth agape with horror as he watched Eliot just yank the cords out the back of his PC.

“Says who?” Eliot asked with a grin as wicked as the glint in his eyes. He stood from his crouched position, a cord held in either hand.

“Says me!” Hardison huffed, folding his arms across his chest and shooting Eliot a glare. “I ain't letting you tie me up with those, not with my own damn wiring.”

“Are you sure about that?” Eliot asked, inching forward.

Hardison took a step back only to find himself tripping back onto his own computer chair. He landed heavily on the seat, scrambling for balance as Eliot pushed into his personal space, leering over him.

He held his hands up defensively; the plan was to shove Eliot back and put some space between himself and those cords, but instead of that he found himself being twisted, the chair spinning him to face the opposite wall seconds before his hands were grabbed and pulled behind him, Eliot's fingers swift at tying his wrists first together and then to the chair.

“You were saying?” Eliot breathed out against the shell of Hardison’s ear, his breath hot and heavy. Hardison found himself swallowing nervously as Eliot moved away, spinning him slowly back round to face him.

“Okay, you’ve made your point, can you-,” Hardison tugged at his arms, finding no give in the impromptu restraints.

Eliot grinned, leaning in to him. “What, Hardison? Let you go?”

“Uh-,” Hardison replied ineloquently, thrown by Eliot’s sudden proximity; he could feel his every exhale tingling against the flesh of his lips and it made him want to lick them.

“I don’t think I want to do that, Hardison.” Eliot said, still with that infernal grin. “Not now that I’ve got you right where I want you.”

“Yeah?” Hardison managed to ask, giving in and licking his lips.

“Yeah,” Eliot responded, watching Hardison’s tongue as it flicked out across his bottom lip. “Oh, yeah.”




Kevin Jonesmulder200 on January 31st, 2011 05:44 pm (UTC)
Mm. Now that is what I call creative not to mention hot.
Campaspe: Leverage \\ Eliot/Hardison; shadescs_whitewolf on February 2nd, 2011 08:37 pm (UTC)
::grins:: Eliot likes to show his creative streak every now and then, especially where Hardison is concerned! ;D

thank you for reading, darling!
CS WhiteWolf
jooles34: EliotSmilejooles34 on January 31st, 2011 05:52 pm (UTC)
Okay, that has made me do all kinds of smirking, Nice one.
Campaspe: Leverage \\ OT3; O HELL NOcs_whitewolf on February 2nd, 2011 08:37 pm (UTC)
Oh I am very glad to hear that! ;D

Thanks for reading!
CS WhiteWolf
Angela: stock ¦ book page & glasseskymericl on February 1st, 2011 01:24 am (UTC)
ditto with the smirking. ♥

there's a tiny error where 'landing' should be 'landed'.

Campaspe: Leverage \\ OT3; concs_whitewolf on February 2nd, 2011 08:39 pm (UTC)
♥ glad to have been of service! ;D

((and thanks for spotting! all fixed now.))
Laraneialaraneia on February 1st, 2011 08:33 am (UTC)
Hot! But waaaay to short ;)
Campaspe: Leverage \\ H&N&E; the plancs_whitewolf on February 2nd, 2011 08:40 pm (UTC)
XD thank you! And maybe next time I'll actually get to the good bits ;D heh.

CS WhiteWolf
wildwordwomyn on February 8th, 2011 04:43 pm (UTC)
Nice image. Makes me wonder what happens next...;)
Campaspe: Leverage \\ Eliot/Hardison; man hugcs_whitewolf on February 8th, 2011 06:27 pm (UTC)
XD ...what would you *like* to happen next? hehe.

Thank you!
CS WhiteWolf
Lil Miss Morgan Dork: Rubybadfalcon on February 11th, 2011 07:14 pm (UTC)
*purrs happily* now that... just... yes <3
Campaspe: Leverage \\ Eliot/Hardison; shadescs_whitewolf on February 14th, 2011 06:20 pm (UTC)
::grins:: so glad you approve! ;D

Thanks for reading!
CS WhiteWolf