Elijah: Shyeah, thereís a first time for everything!
P: I knew Iíd kick your ass at the TNA game, when Iím playing a tag team as kick ass as the Motor City Machine Guns!
E: Beer Money could take the Gunís asses.
P: Maybe in bed!
E: Thatís actually a nice image. You think theyíve ever done that?
P: I donít know. Letís call Ďem.
E: Yeah, right. Baby? Are you actually calling?!?
P: Hey, Alex! How ya doing? Good, good. Yeah, Iím great. So, Elijah had a question for you.
E: Donít you dare! Punk!
P: Quiet, honey, Iím on the phone. So, Alex, we were wondering if you and Chris and the Beer Money boys everÖoh really? All eight of you? Nice! Ok. I will. Good talking to you!
E: What did he say?
P: He said they have, and then some.
E: What was that about Ďall eightí?
P: Oh, nothing. He just said that Jay and Sonjay and Christian and AJ had some fun with them too.
E: Youíre making that up.
P: Well, he offered to send me the video, but I figured we could wait for the DVD.
E: *laughs* Now I know youíre joking.
P: Maaaayyybe. But you canít check; you donít have Alexís number!
E: I do if I use your phone!
P: Leave it alone!
*sounds of scuffling, then some soft groans*
P: How do you always end up on top of me when we roughhouse?
E: A complete coincidence, Iím sure.
P: Is that your cell phone in your pocket, or are you happy to be on me?
E: What do you think, baby?
P: Mmm. I think Iím happy to be under you. I just wish I werenít wearing so many clothes.
E: They get in the way, donít they? We should just start hanging around naked.
P: That would be awkward when company comes over.
E: They can deal. *sound of kissing* I love you, baby.
P: Youíd love me faster if you took off your pants.
E: *laughs* Ho.
P: Youíre one to talk. *more sounds of kissing* I love you, E.
E: *whispers* I love you, too.
*more intimate sounds*
Punk & Elijah Fic