Author's Note: This was written for the Goldenlake SMACKDOWN but I missed the flood days, so i'm posting this now.

Warning: slash and some sexual references.

I am not Tamora Pierce


"Commander Larse, Sir, how are you this evening?" Dom brought his heels together and saluted the higher ranked officer.

"I'm curious, Sergeant, as to why you have my bridle in the middle of the night. Do you have a reason for this?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Will you tell me your reason?"

"Yes, Sir," Dom managed to say while keeping his laughter at bay and barely concealing his pertness.

Evin stepped forward so that he was mere inches from Dom's face. Evin was also trying to hide the grin he had after catching one of the Own in the middle of a prank, do doubt. "Well?"

"Yes, Sir?" Dom's blue eyes began to crease, he needed to think of something before he was forced to admit and, even worse, be humiliated.

"Why do you have my bridle?"

Dom didn't answer, he leaned forward and kissed Evin, fully on the older man's mouth and pulled away, slightly breathless.

"Did you just kiss me, Sergeant Domitan?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Do you plan to do it again?" Evin asked more coyly than expected.

"Yes, Sir."