Part 21? of BainLives! AU and off we jolly well trot-
Eventually, Dallas dislodges himself from Bainâs grip.
He is about to ease Bainâs cock free from inside him when the door bursts open.
âRight Bain, donât try to talk me out of this, letâs do - Dallas!â Dallas turns. Locke is standing in the doorway, his usual fatigues replaced with a suit (although he still wears the beret). In one hand he holds a bottle of champagne, and in the other, two drinking glasses. His mouth hangs open in genuine shock, eyes taking in the sight of Dallas sitting on Bainâs very naked bottom half.
âUh. Hi, Locke.â Bain says, in a voice small and suspiciously normal.
Locke splutters, glancing between Dallas and Bain. Then his brain clicks back into action, and he offers the champagne.
âAh, this? I - I got this for you two! Enjoy it! Iâll just put it... hereâŚâ Locke steps over to the chair, blinkering himself to the clothes spread across the floor and naked bodies next to him.Â
âRight. As you are.â With that, Locke leaves the room and shuts the door behind him.
Dallas glances back down at Bain, who looks mortified. Is he blushing?
There was no other way to break the ice. âSomething you wanna tell me?â
âOh, fuck off, Nathan-â

















