I’ve been wanting to write something like this since I noticed Mycroft’s office has a full length mirror.
Through the Glass – Mycroft through the eyes of his lover. Or, office sex in front of the mirror.
teaser below the cut
Adjusting his tie, Mycroft watched as Greg came into the office. He openly admired the reflection in the mirror until Mycroft rolled his eyes and turned to face him. “Really, Gregory?”
Greg smiled and stepped to him. “I can’t admire the view?”
Mycroft shook his head and started to turn away. Greg caught his chin and kissed him. “You are a good looking man, you know. I’m here for a few reasons.”
“You’re here because I asked you to meet me before dinner,” Mycroft looked away as if not trusting himself to meet Greg’s eyes.
“You daft git,” smiled Greg, turning him back around towards the mirror and running his hands down his chest. Mycroft shivered, watching Greg’s hands. Unbuttoning the suit coat he carefully took it off his shoulders and lay it across the back of a chair. “You always look amazing,” said Greg softly, leaning up to kiss his barely exposed neck. His fingers found the buttons of the waistcoat, watching Mycroft’s face.