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08 October 2007 @ 06:01 pm
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Don't I get another kiss, nya, nya, nyeah, I know. Childish. But seriously! I just kissed him! Jackass. Knew that didn't make no impression at all. Bet he wants Wes kisses. Bet he just wants Wes, that's why he's not impressed with me. Bah. Men! Like I didn't see him look at Wes when he thinks I'm not watching him. Yeah, I seen it. Wes hasn't. Wes is being oblivious guy.

They got something those two. Something I can't give either of them and it doesn't have to do with both of them having a dick! Cause hey, I could strap one on an viola! It's not that, it's something. Something. I dunno. Something.

I try not to huff as I lay there with my head on Wes chest. And yeah, Angel's hand rubbing my back feels nice but I'm still with the disappointed about my kiss not making him with the speechless. I mean, what does it take?! Geeze. Okay, it takes very little to get Wes speechless, so that's not an example and--

Or totally not speechless. Huh. I still say my boys kissing is hot. See? I knew that's what-- "Hmpf?" Oh. Oh yeah!. Now that's what I call a kiss. Such a Wes kiss, but there's something urgent behind it. When we pull back, - damn air - I blink at him stupidly and for the first time I'm kinda speechless. Huh. That was all kinds of unexpected.

His next words are even more so. I wasn't sulking! I wasn't! What's with the look? Oh hell, okay, okay, so I was sulking. And Angel was brooding? Why? What's he got to brood about dammit! Okay, okay, no sulking.

Damn if there aren't things Angel and I need to talk about. Soon. Yeah. Not now, now I'm going to not sulk and get some rest.

"Yes, boss," I murmur, giving him a mock salute which seems to amuse him. Okay. Good. Amused Wes is always of the good. I give Angel a tentative look - and who thought I'd be capable of that? - before reaching out for his hand to lace our fingers together.
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Cordelia Chasequeen_cordette on October 29th, 2007 04:19 pm (UTC)
Yeah. Good thing she's standing right here hearing every word of that. Wes can be so totally oblivious at times. Usually that's like totally frustrating. Other times? Like now? It's a good thing cause wow. Ego going through the roof here! It's like he has that list all typed out and is reciting it.

I love his voice. That soft, gentle voice filled with awe when he goes over that list. Man, I gotta get him to do that about Angel. Bet he has a similar list for Angel as well. Would so very much not surprise me at all. Nope.

Speaking of Angel? I glance down at my boobs and grin. Yeah, like I hadn't noticed Angel's slight favoritism for *that* part of my body. And since he knows I'm standing right here? He's *so* not gonna live that one down. Wes? Can be with the oblivious about my being here. Angel? No way, he's doing this on purpose.

I think I love him a little bit more for it.

Oh. great noises now. I slip a little to the side so I can peer through the small open part of the shower-curtain. And have to swallow hard cause whoa. Hot? Not even close to the picture they're making now. Both naked, both growing hard and Angel is playing with fire, kneeling like that. I actually have to bring my hand up to bite down on my finger to keep myself from making any sound and getting discovered by Wes.

Fun time will so be over if that would happen. But wow, it's hard not to groan at the sight they make. *My* breathing and heart rate have certainly picked up, and I can feel my body reacting to what they're doing as well.