Fan_Flashworks
Title: What Jim Likes
Fandom: The Sentinel Tv
Rating: Teen
Length: 670
Content notes: Talk of slash.
Author notes: Just something silly.
Summary: Blair gets drunk with Brown and Rafe and doesn’t shut up for hours.



Jim got home and found Brown and Rafe in the parking lot. Jim could see something was wrong. He walked up to them and asked, “What are you guys doing here? Have you been drinking?”

“Yeah, we were hoping you could give us a ride home. Blair is in the loft,” Brown said, sheepishly.

“What did you both do to him?” Jim asked.

“We didn’t do anything to him, Jim. He’s talking our ears off, and I expect them to fall off from over-use any minute now. He had too much to drink and decided he would have a marathon of talking tonight. We’re exhausted. How in the hell do you do it?” Rafe added.

“None of your business. Call a cab, why don’t you? I’m not taking you home with him in rough shape. Where is his car?” Jim asked.

“At the station. Ours are at the pub parking lot. We’re sorry you’ll have to listen to him talk all night. We’ve never seen him drunk like that. And he’s a definite marathon runner with his mouth,” Brown said.

“I gotta get upstairs. Call for a cab. Thank you for bringing him home safe, guys.” Jim turned and walked into the building but not before Jim heard, “Poor guy. He’s in for a tongue lashing,” Brown teased.

“He probably ignores him. Call for a cab, Henri.”

Jim smiled all the way upstairs and could hear Blair talking to the tv set. Blair was bitching to someone on the screen. Jim almost laughed but knew he had to get ready for this. Blair was going to drive him nuts and Jim had to be sure that Blair wouldn’t.

Jim opened the door and heard Blair talking to himself in the mirror in the bathroom.

“Damn Sentinel is never home when I need him. You would think he could make it home one time when I really, really need him.”

Jim knocked on the door and said, “Chief, you in there?”

The door opened and Blair was smiling. “You know damned well I was in there being a Sentinel and all that. Where have you been? I’ve been home for an hour and you weren’t here.”

“I know, I was helping Megan Connor with that case she was stuck on. We solved the case, Chief.”

“Of course, you solved it. You work with Megan almost as well as you work with me, but don’t go getting any ideas about being with Megan.”

“Blair, I don’t think about being with anyone but you. You know that.”

“I do know that, I was kidding, I think. I had too many beers tonight and I might have said something to Rafe about jumping your bones tonight. If I did, I’m sorry, but I was telling the truth.”

“Do you mind if I eat first?” Jim asked.

“I sort of do. I could pound a nail into the wall with this,” Blair said, pointing to his cock behind his jeans zipper.

Jim almost laughed but knew he couldn’t. “Okay, then let’s go upstairs and you can tell me what you want to do to me.”

“You know what I like to do to you,” Blair answered.

“I know but I like to hear you talk when you’ve had too many drinks. It turns me on, Chief.”

“Really? Because I could talk all night long.” Blair took Jim’s hand in his and pulled him up the stairs.

Blair was moving very fast for someone who was drunk. He talked to Jim the entire way up. And he continued talking to Jim while he stripped both of them of their clothing.

Blair began to get his second wind, and the marathon was definitely on. And Jim was fine with that. He was having a good time already.