When I was recently archiving some of my early UNCLE stories, even the slash ones seemed so darn chaste.

And it's not just 'cause I wrote them years ago. When I tried to write an UNCLE story this past Christmas with some hot monkey sex, it was like Illya and Napoleon were both rolling their eyes and trying to convince me that I didn't really want them to do that in public. And that Bodie and Doyle were snickering in the corner asking if they could show them how it's done.