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tiptoe39editing because i refuse to not have boys making out around here.
I.
"What I am trying to tell you," Mohinder barked into the phone, "is that your theory is completely and utterly inconceivable!"
Matt burst into hysterical laughter.
"What in the hell is wrong with you?" Mohinder covered the mouthpiece to hiss at him.
"You keepa yoosing that word," Matt said, faking some sort of an accent that sounded more like his mouth was full of wet cookies. "I doonat sink it means what you sink it means."
Mohinder waved him away and continued to yell into the phone. He said the word Inconceivable at least three more times. When he hung up, Matt was still amused.
"What?" he growled, piqued.
"I know something you don't know," Matt said. Mohinder just rolled his eyes, leaving Matt to declare "I am not left-handed" to the empty room.
II.
That same night, Matt asked lazily from the bed if Mohinder would mind turning the light out.
"As you wish," Mohinder responded, getting up to do just that.
Matt reached out and pulled him into bed before he had a chance to hit the switch.
"You tease," he mumbled, pressing his thumbs into Mohinder's shoulder blades and spreading his fingers across the smooth back. He feathered his touch up to his neck and strained upward to kiss the scratchy jaw that hovered above his.
"How am I a tease?" Mohinder groaned, turned on beyond belief, his mouth finding Matt's for a moment of hot suction.
"You acted like you'd... ah!" Matt jerked upward as Mohinder's fingers teased him. "...like you'd never... seen the movie?"
Mohinder mumbled something into his chest between stormy kisses.
"What?"
Kissing down along his stomach now. "It's my favorite movie of all time," Mohinder confessed.
III.
That night, Matt had fun storming the castle.
AHHH that's SOOO much better.
I.
"What I am trying to tell you," Mohinder barked into the phone, "is that your theory is completely and utterly inconceivable!"
Matt burst into hysterical laughter.
"What in the hell is wrong with you?" Mohinder covered the mouthpiece to hiss at him.
"You keepa yoosing that word," Matt said, faking some sort of an accent that sounded more like his mouth was full of wet cookies. "I doonat sink it means what you sink it means."
Mohinder waved him away and continued to yell into the phone. He said the word Inconceivable at least three more times. When he hung up, Matt was still amused.
"What?" he growled, piqued.
"I know something you don't know," Matt said. Mohinder just rolled his eyes, leaving Matt to declare "I am not left-handed" to the empty room.
II.
That same night, Matt asked lazily from the bed if Mohinder would mind turning the light out.
"As you wish," Mohinder responded, getting up to do just that.
Matt reached out and pulled him into bed before he had a chance to hit the switch.
"You tease," he mumbled, pressing his thumbs into Mohinder's shoulder blades and spreading his fingers across the smooth back. He feathered his touch up to his neck and strained upward to kiss the scratchy jaw that hovered above his.
"How am I a tease?" Mohinder groaned, turned on beyond belief, his mouth finding Matt's for a moment of hot suction.
"You acted like you'd... ah!" Matt jerked upward as Mohinder's fingers teased him. "...like you'd never... seen the movie?"
Mohinder mumbled something into his chest between stormy kisses.
"What?"
Kissing down along his stomach now. "It's my favorite movie of all time," Mohinder confessed.
III.
That night, Matt had fun storming the castle.
AHHH that's SOOO much better.
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Date: 2008-08-31 09:12 am (UTC)