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Elijah: *after talking to Dad, I immediately dial your number, crossing every extremity I have that you answer. I have enjoyed the bawdy voicemails we've been leaving each other all week, but it would be so nice to actually get to talk to you again*
Ian: *I am just stepping into my house after a visit with Jean over tea when I hear the phone ring. I drop my bag, kicking the door closed and rushing to catch it* McKellen residence.
Elijah: *perks up immediately* Hello my incredibly sexy but most elusive lover! *giggles*
Ian: oh! *chuckles* well good evening my handsome and oh so devilishly charming paramour
Elijah: About fucking time I got to talk to you and not your damn voicemail! *giggles again*
Ian: *laughs* I seem to recall getting your voice mail quite requently as well Mr Wood
Elijah: *big grin* Did you like it? *believes the last one I left was my rendition of a phone sex operator*
Ian: *groans a bit, dropping in a lounge chair* nearly killed me with the last one
Elijah: Well I've gotta do SOMETHING! *laughs* Seems like forever since I saw you at the Oscars.
Ian: It's been entirely too long between visits, yes. You'll be happy to know I'm nearly finished with my business at home. Have you a schedule in place yet?
Elijah: *nodding* Yeah, Sin City starts filming next Monday in Austin, Texas... after that it's to London for Hooligans or whatever the fuck they're calling it now, and then after that to Prague for Everything is Illuminated.
Ian: *sighs* such a busy young thing. How will I ever keep up with you? *a smile in my voice*
Elijah: *giggles* You've done an excellent job of it so far!
Ian: *chuckles* well I do try. It must be all the vitimin E
Elijah: *giggles more* That must be it... whatever it is, I've got no complaints other than the fact that I don't get to see you nearly as much as I'd like to.
Ian: hmm yes well, that'll be remedied soon love. I think, perhaps, I may be able to make Texas by about Wednesday, how does that suit?
Elijah: *all but bouncing in my seat* That suits me JUST fine! Gives me a few days to come up with all sorts of dastardly things to do to you when you arrive...
Ian: *groans but chuckles nonetheless* please tell me you'll allow me a day's respite for jet lag?
Elijah: *dramatic sigh* I suppose I can give you ONE day... *trying not to giggle*
Ian: *laughs more* oh I do so love you
Elijah: You'll love me even more when I greet you with a blow job before I let you surrender to the effects of jet lag. *big grin*
Ian: *small moan* now you're just trying to kill me slowly, I know how you are
Elijah: *voice all innocent* I don't know what you're talking about...
Ian: Elijah you are a menace. I love you far too much for my own health
Elijah: *giggles* I've been called many things before, but I've never been called a menace to someone's health. *grinning hugely* And I love you, too.
Ian: *chuckles* well you are. You'll be the death of me. Then again, I'll die with a smile on my face
Elijah: Flattery will get you everywhere. *nods though you can't see*
Ian: *laughs* well then, have I told you exactly how beautiful you are?
Elijah: *giggles* Not in the last week or so, no...
Ian: oh, well then, I believe you are by far the most beautiful gloriously blue eyed creature on two legs
Elijah: *chuckles* Oh stop it....
Ian: Its true you know. There will be sonnets written in your honour
Elijah: *laughs at that* Sonnets? *laughs more* I wouldn't go that far!
Ian: Oh I would, I will! I'm certain its true. Sonnets, poems of length and beauty to commemorate your ravishing good looks
Elijah: *just totally cracks the fuck up at that*
Ian: *tries to keep from laughing* here now! I'm over here basking in the glory that is you, and you mock me
Elijah: *finally stops laughing, though an occasional chuckle does still escape* I'm not mocking you... *giggles* ... but don't you think your opinion is just the TEENIEST bit biased?
Ian: oh heavens no! I'm certain I could find thousands, hundreds of thousands to sing your praises
Elijah: *giggles again* And 90% of them would be females under the age of 14.
Ian: Oh that isn't true ... Maybe 60%
Elijah: *snickers* Yeah, you're right... the other 40% are dirty old gay men...
Ian: *laughs* that is NOT true! Maybe 10%
Elijah: Of which you are the most vocal member...
Ian: Well of course I am. I actually know what the entire package includes. They just see the window dressing
Elijah: *snickers more* I knew this conversation would come around to my package eventually... *giggles madly*
Ian: *chuckles* its a rather stunning package
Elijah: *grins and looks down at my crotch* You hear that, Little Lij? Ian thinks you're stunning!
Ian: *laughs* oh I do indeed. I think you taste exceptionally delicious as well
Elijah: I won't tell him that because then he's going to perk up on me again and I'm not in the mood for another cold shower, thanks just the same.
Ian: *chuckles* oh now, does that mean you wont be jerking off and telling me exactly what you're doing on this call?
Elijah: *voice drops to a low purr* I can if you want me to...
Ian: *groans* hmm maybe not. We've half a week to manage
Elijah: Half a week too long in my opinion.
Ian: *sighs* mine as well love. Still, its far better than a month, yes?
Elijah: *pouts* I suppose.
Ian: *sighs* soon Darling, very soon
Elijah: Alright, I suppose that'll have to do. Stupid scheduling conflicts.
Ian: *sighs* indeed.
Elijah: So Wednesday then? You'll call me with your flight info and shit?
Ian: Of course I will love. If I dont get you I'll leave the details on a message *knows full well I plan to fly there Monday, but don't intend to tell you*
Elijah: Okay! I'll be counting the days! I love you!
Ian: *wide smile* as will I. I love you too Elijah
Elijah: See you, Wednesday! *makes more smoochie noises into the phone for you and then hangs up with a grin, only a few more days, I can make it*
Ian: *chuckles as I hang up, moving upstairs to begin the process of packing, dropping the tickets I just purchased today on my bed*