Napoleon asks Illya a question. Illya's answer will change their entire lives.
A first time story.
Written: April 2006. Word count: 100.
"Are you gay, Illya?"
Heavy silence split the air.
"Yes." Defiance and wariness warred in Illya's tone.
"Are you attracted to me?"
The silence was heavier, longer.
"Yes." Resignation joined the battle.
Napoleon smiled with relief.
He'd been attracted to his partner from the beginning. Lured by white-blond hair, mood-changing-blue eyes, and the perfect mix of strength and vulnerability.
He'd just never acted on it.
In one careful movement he tugged Illya into his arms, lowered his head and found Illya's mouth.
The first kiss assured him that a new definition had been added to the word 'partner'.
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