Fandom Man From Uncle
Word count: 100
The blond head was nodding and eventually rested on his shoulder. He kept motionless, though indulging himself in blowing on a soft golden lock. Dawn was breaking, ending at last a long, boring and useless watch.
An innocent hand slipped limply on his thigh. The ocean was sparkling with pink and orange and the sun rose. The blond stirred, bathed in the dazzling light. The hand slipped down, resting on his crotch. Not so innocent.
Warm lips set fire to his neck, his nipples, his stomach...
The very last thing he was aware of were dewdrops on the pink hood.