Title: You Have Male
Author:
xchristabelxCharacters/Pairing: Angel/Wesley
Rating: R (to be safe)
Summary: Just what do our favourite boys' inboxes look like?
Warnings: This form of fic might be an aquired taste. Don't flame if you don't like, please? *puppydog eyes*
Words: 259
Prompt: Unconventional pairings
Auhor's notes: Well... I've seen this kind of fic before, so I thought I'd try it out. And it's really kinda silly, but yeah... some light fun.
You Have Male
From: wicked_watcher@w&h.com
To: CEO_brooding_in_the_dark@w&h.com
Subject: death threat
Do I hear correctly that we have an ex-employee threatening your life? If so, I believe we should take precautions.
From: CEO_brooding_in_the_dark@w&h.com
To: wicked_watcher@w&h.com
Subject: Re: death threat
Yeah, he said he’d cut my parts of. *pouty glare* He sucks.
And lay off the formal talk, Wicked Wes. *suggestive grin*
From: wicked_watcher@w&h.com
To: CEO_brooding_in_the_dark@w&h.com
Subject: Re: death threat
*rolls eyes* This could become serious, Angel. Your parts are mine and no one shall cut them off. *glares* And I am the only one allowed to suck in your presence.
And I can’t wait to do so again, Arousing Angel. And I thought you liked my formal talk, at least that’s what you told me last night. *wicked grin*
From: CEO_brooding_in_the_dark@w&h.com
To: wicked_watcher@w&h.com
Subject: Re: death threat
*groans* Oh, yes… Your formal talk turns me on so much. You may, of course suck as much in my presence as you like.
Oh and actually, my parts are mine, though you are very welcome to play with them. *wicked grin back*
I hope no one is in the room with you reading this.
From: wicked_watcher@w&h.com
To: CEO_brooding_in_the_dark@w&h.com
Subject: Re: death threat
No, no one here. I’m blissfully alone.
And I would love to play with your parts. So… see you tonight? *hopeful eyes*
I have some rice dish we could throw in a pan and bottles of very good red wine.
From: CEO_brooding_in_the_dark@w&h.com
To: wicked_watcher@w&h.com
Subject: Re: death threat
Sounds fantastic. See you at your place then, my Wicked Wes. *kisses*