Title: The Offer
Author: Carina Scott (nicknrick4eva )
Pairing: Alec Hardison/Eliot Spencer
Disclaimer: I so wish I owned the lovely boys of Leverage, but alas, I do not.
Author's Note: This was written in response to a prompt over at comment_fic by toestastegood : Leverage, Alec/Eliot, white blindfold. It's short (as it's comment sized) but I hope it's enjoyable. Feedback is greatly appreciated.
Eliot knew the moment he walked into the bedroom that this time was different.
It wasn't just the white blindfold or the handcuffs lying on the bed, though that alone made this a lot more serious than Eliot had expected when he'd accepted Hardison's invitation.
No, it was more than that. It was in the way Alec looked at him, looked *through* him. As if he somehow knew that this was what Eliot needed, what he craved; what he'd been too afraid to ask for.
But even so, Alec was offering it. Offering himself up on a silver platter.
And as he watched Alec fall gracefully to his knees, hands behind his back, eyes closed; waiting for Eliot to make his choice, Eliot knew that it had already been made.
He crossed over to Alec, grabbing the handcuffs off the bed, securing the other man's wrists before reaching for the blindfold.
Looking down at Alec, he tilted the younger man's head up, "Alec, open your eyes. Are you sure?"
Alec looked up at him before nodding, "Yes."
Immense happiness washed over him as he leaned in and captured Alec's lips in a passionate kiss, hoping that all the love, adoration, and desire he had for this man could be felt. Slipping the blindfold into place, taking in the contrast between the stark white of the fabric and the smooth darkness of Alec's skin, Eliot knew this was where he was meant to be.