Ashleigh Anpilova


Napoleon and Illya take a break in their working day.

An established relationship story.

Written: April 2006. Word count: 100.



"Excuse me, Mr. Solo. May I see you for a moment?"


Napoleon blinked. "Sure, Illya." He slid off the desk. "See you later, Amanda."


She smiled.


He followed his partner into an empty room. "So, Illya, what -"


Napoleon finally broke the kiss when he remembered that even top spies needed to breathe.


"- did you want me for?"


Illya rolled his eyes.


"But why?"


"I made it clear, Napasha. Whenever you flirt with a woman, I shall kiss you."


As Napoleon pulled his lover back into his arms, he began to review how many women of 'flirtable age' worked for U.N.C.L.E.



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