Part 21? of BainLives! AU and off we jolly well trot-
Eventually, Dallas dislodges himself from Bain’s grip.
He is about to ease Bain’s cock free from inside him when the door bursts open.
“Right Bain, don’t try to talk me out of this, let’s do - Dallas!” Dallas turns. Locke is standing in the doorway, his usual fatigues replaced with a suit (although he still wears the beret). In one hand he holds a bottle of champagne, and in the other, two drinking glasses. His mouth hangs open in genuine shock, eyes taking in the sight of Dallas sitting on Bain’s very naked bottom half.
“Uh. Hi, Locke.” Bain says, in a voice small and suspiciously normal.
Locke splutters, glancing between Dallas and Bain. Then his brain clicks back into action, and he offers the champagne.
“Ah, this? I - I got this for you two! Enjoy it! I’ll just put it... here…” Locke steps over to the chair, blinkering himself to the clothes spread across the floor and naked bodies next to him.
“Right. As you are.” With that, Locke leaves the room and shuts the door behind him.
Dallas glances back down at Bain, who looks mortified. Is he blushing?
There was no other way to break the ice. “Something you wanna tell me?”
“Oh, fuck off, Nathan-”

















