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dawnie1970.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Dec. 25th, 2004 02:02 am)Hello?
Ring. Ring. Ring. Wesley stirred from his sleep, hearing some monotonous and deeply annoying sound. He turned over and snuggled under the blankets, trying to ignore it and drift back down into pleasant dreams. The noise continued. Bloody hell, he thought, sitting up, what is that? The room was pitch black, not even a glimpse of moon through the pulled curtains. He reached over to the sleeping figure beside him. “Angel, I think your cell phone is ringing.” No response.
Wesley poked him harder. “Angel, wake up.“
“Wes? What’s wrong?” asked a sleepy Angel.
“Your phone is ringing.” stated Wesley.
Angel reached over to the nightstand. No cell phone. He sighed, sat up, got out of bed naked, and carefully maneuvered the room like a cat in the dark. He located his duster thrown over the back of a chair and reached inside the breast pocket. “This better be important.” he barked into the phone.
There was silence for a few minutes as Angel listened to the person on the other end speak. Wesley waited to hear if there was an emergency, fully prepared to get out of bed and face whatever peril or crisis required their assistance. But Angel chuckled and said, “Merry Christmas to you, Spike. Say hi to Xander.” and hung up the phone.
Angel wound his way around the furniture and slipped under the covers. He reached over to snuggle up to Wesley. “Nothing’s wrong. Just Spike wishing us a Merry Christmas.” he said.
Wesley settled into the embrace. “In the middle of the night? On Christmas Eve?”
Angel nuzzled against Wesley’s neck. “I think it was some weird sex thing actually. I could hear Xander in the background making all these moaning noises as Spike was talking.”
Wesley chuckled. “He called you while they were in the middle of having sex? To talk? Spike is definitely…unique.”
Angel laid Wesley down into the pillows. “Do you want to go back to sleep right away?” he asked silkily, running his hands down Wesley’s chest and stomach.
Wesley pulled him down into a passionate kiss. “No, not right away. But one thing first…” he said.
Angel licked Wesley’s bottom lip slowly. “Anything for you, Wes.”
Wesley breath was warm in his ear as he whispered. “Please get your cell phone. I think we will be needing to call Spike back and wish him a Happy New Year.”
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Loved the Spike/Xander phone call idea...
And OMG...don't know if you've seen that scene Alexis Denisof did in "Ripped Off" (horrible movie) where he had a cell phone convo while getting a blowjob in an alley...anyway, can't stop thinking of that now!
Anyway, the fic was just too cute, and I loved the punchline at the end ;^)
Nicely done!
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Yes, I have seen that movie *coughs - bought it on e-bay for 1.00*. Alexis Denisof is too damned cute, even when he plays a jerk with a lousy accent.
blowjob! (http://alwaysalexis.kabeka.com/Multimedia/RipItOff.zip)
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Loved Wesley's reaction to it. Retaliation of the porny kind. Yay!
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