biggelois: (cellophane)
Theme: Giving
Characters: Finch/ Reese
Location: Reese's place
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 725
Summary: Giving, and the art of recieving

Note: third in a series of themed drabbles for seasons 1 and 2, this one is however more of a ficlet.

Take it back, Harold. Take 'me' back.  )
biggelois: (cellophane)
Theme: Rain
Characters: Reese/ Finch
Location: Library
Rating: G
Word count: 195

Clothes soaked through to his skin, Reese shook his head, trying to get the rain out off his eyes. The Library wasn't far, but the pouring rain and the hard wind made the walk more like crossing an ocean.

Bear yanked impatiently at the leash, he was just as eager to get indoors. They took the stairs up running, leaving rivulets of water on the steps, both wanting to get to the one waiting as fast as possible.

While Bear snored lightly in his basket, Reese felt more like purring. The chill from the rain seeped away with the dry clothes and Harold's fingers in his hair. Soft wool under his cheek and body heat bleeding through the fabric cocooned him in warmth.

It wasn't often he let himself be pampered like this- stretched out on the couch with his head in Harold's lap. Harold would never deny him, had never denied him. The soft hum and the light pat on the couch was the answer every time Reese felt bold enough to ask for it.

Reese closed his eyes, the fingers scratching through his hair followed the rhythm of the rain on the windows.
biggelois: (bloom)
Theme: Tension
Characters: Finch/Reese
Location: Library
Rating: R for innuendo
Word count: 116

"You're very tense, Harold."

Harold sighed and leaned into the hand gently rubbing his neck. "Yes, I believe I am. Do you have any suggestions on how to remedy that?"

The chair creaked when Reese pulled it out and spun Harold around. Harold could never stop admiring Reese's gracefulness when he took to his knees. He wished for his bedroom where he could properly admire Reese, the way he crawled up the bed, agile and smooth. But this had to suffice for now.

Hands that could break bones gently stroked up Harold's thighs. Nimble fingers deftly unbuttoned his trousers and sneaked inside. Reese looked up, through half lidded eyes, " Yes, Harold, you know I do."
biggelois: (Book)
Title: The proper place
Author: Vesta
Pairing: Finch/Reese
Rating: R/NC-17
Category: PWP, First time (almost)
Warnings: None
Feedback: Yes please, if you would be so kind.
Disclaimers: These characters do not belong to me,

Summary: He leaned back in the chair and put his feet up on the desk. Harold never did that, he always sat primly or hunched over, asleep on the keyboard. There was something definitely naughty about sitting with his feet on Harold's desk.

Author's note: This is the first fic I've posted in years. This makes me nervous. It's also my first PoI fic, which also makes me nervous.

It was just a chair. A plain,ordinary desk chair. An empty chair... )


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