Title: Randomness and You
By: goosie
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Greg Sanders/David Hodges
Warnings: Really, really vague mentionings of sex and one really, really bad nickname.
Status: 8 of 30 (30_kisses challenge)
Summary: Greg never stops talking. Ever.

He's a mixture of exhausted, sweaty, and content.

"I am going to hurt you."

"Promises, promises."

Nothing is going to kill this buzz.

"I'm not kidding, cut it out."

The older man is barely able to stifle a most undignified giggle, but he slaps the younger's hand away any way.

"It's not my fault you're so ticklish."

"I am not ticklish. You're just annoying the hell out of me."

Lies.

"Oh, so you always burst into girly laughter when some one is getting on your nerves?"

He doesn't laugh like a girl.

However, the other man doesn't even receive a response to that, just a half hearted glare from tired blue eyes. Greg Sanders snickers and continues to trace random patterns on his partner's stomach.

"I wore you out." He snorts.

"Shut up."

"See. You can't even snark at me properly."

"Shut up!"

"Look at you." Greg is laughing out right now and David is obviously oblivious of the fact that he's blushing.

Greg's hand is slapped away once again as David turns over to his side abruptly, trying his best to ignore the blond's laughter. Greg on the other hand only finds this even more amusing. In fact, he nearly rolls out of the bed in a particularly irritating bout of snorting laughter.

"Would you shut up?! I'm trying to sleep."

Geez, that was lame.

"God, can you hear yourself? You're not even trying."

"It wasn't that good. I'm just tired, you know, FROM WORKING."

He's lying. It was definitely that good.

"You know, Dave, I don't think that's what it is."

David's only response to this is the sigh of a man who has completely given up trying.

"You know what I think it is?"

"Not really." This is muffled of course by the pillow that has been placed over David's head.

"I think I broke you."

"Good lord..."

"Yep, David Hodges, I'm sorry to inform you that you just can't handle Gregory Hojem "Spank Master MC" Sanders. You, my beloved, have been broken."

This last statement was punctuated by the sound of Greg Sanders' hand smacking David Hodges' ass.

"I'm seriously going to kill you..." That declaration would have been a little more threatening if it hadn't been interrupted by that yawn. "...when I wake up."

Greg puts on his best pout and snuggles and kisses his bed mate. "Awwww, of course you are."