Fantasy
Prompt: #5, Fantasy
Summary: Whose mind has wandered at work?
"Ia-" Charlie broke off on a gasp as Ian's hands locked around his wrists, forcing them up over his head. Charlie's eyes went wide, and he looked up into Ian's eyes warily. "What are you doing?" he asked shakily.
"What does it feel like, Professor?" Ian asked archly, using his hips to pin Charlie.
Charlie gasped and flushed darkly, realising that he was pressed up against the glass to the currently-empty FBI offices his brother and the rest of the team could return to at any time.
Ian chuckled, bending to nip at Charlie's neck, and-
"You all right, Professor?"
~Fin~
