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NOTES: Answer to the "Bayliss Nights" Challenge. This is my first
piece of (completed:) something other than Sentinel slash.


Embraceable you
by Stacy L.A. Stronach, July 1998

Frank Pembleton walked into the Waterfront looking for his
partner. He spotted Lewis behind the bar. "Lewis. You seen
Bayliss?"

"Yeah, man, he's in the office, doing somethin'. You want
somethin' to drink, Frank?" Meldrick asked.

Frank shook his head "no" before walking back to the office. The
door was closed, so he knocked but didn't wait, just walked in.

Tim looked up at the intrusion and sighed when he saw who it was.
"Hi, Frank, what are you doing here?" he asked wearily, hoping
that nothing new had come up in one of their cases or something.
He was too tired for that. It had been a hell of a long day.

Closing the door behind him, Frank said, "Just wanted to talk to
you about today," he replied. "About what went on in the box
today. Did you mean what you said to that guy? That you liked his
ass?" he asked, eyes narrow.

"Does it matter? Does it really matter?" Tim asked avoiding his
partner's gaze. "Isn't it the deal to say anything, anything at
all to get what you want? Isn't that your game Frank?" he said.

"So you did mean it. You constantly surprise me, Bayliss," Frank
said, certain from the way Tim was acting he was right.

Tim stood up and looked down at Frank, eyes alight with
annoyance, tired of his partner's attitude. "Yeah, so I meant it!
So what? You got a problem with that, Pembleton? Do you? You
afraid that I'll be telling you next that I like _your_ ass? Is
that it?" he said, his voice low and angry.

Smiling sardonically, Frank stared back at his partner. "You
wouldn't dare, Tim. You do that, then the next thing I know
you'll be getting all emotional on me, wanting to hug or kiss me
or something, huh?"

Bayliss stared down at his partner before he smiled broadly and
whispered, "You just never know, Frank." Before Frank could
react, Tim pulled the smaller man into his arms, claiming his
mouth in a hard kiss. Frank was so stunned he couldn't react,
even as he felt Tim's tongue slipping into his mouth. Much to
his surprise, Frank felt himself returning the embrace, his own
tongue seeking to taste his partner, sliding into Bayliss' mouth.
Before the logical part of Pembleton's brain could react to allow
him to extricate himself from the arms of his partner, Tim
released him, and laughed.

Tim opened the door as if to leave, but then changed his mind,
leaned down and whispered in Frank's ear, "By the way, Frank,
you've got _the_ sexiest ass I've ever seen on a man." He patted
Frank's ass gently before he turned and walked back into the main
part of the bar, still laughing quietly to himself, finally
having got one up on the mighty Frank Pembleton.

The same Frank Pembleton, who, for once in his life, was left
completely speechless while he watched his partner walk away.

//**the end**\\