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NOTES: This slash mini ficlet came about because a friend and I were discussing how some of the caps from 'This Old Gang of Mine' make it look as if Wesley is having to break up a fight between Angel and Gunn about which one of them gets to sleep with him first. Well, it looked like that to us, anyway. Caps courtesy of bka0711

Wesley could hear the sounds of the argument going on downstairs. He sighed as he unbuttoned his shirt and then hung it carefully over the back of the chair. He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks – balling them together so they wouldn't become separated – undid his belt – looking ruefully at the extra hole he'd had to make in it – then unzipped his trousers. By the time he had hung those over the chair as well, pulled off his boxer shorts and added them to the pile of clothing, the argument had clearly given way to the usual combat. Sighing again, he got into bed, sliding under the covers to await the outcome.

He could tell from the footsteps who the winner was, not to mention the way the entire building seemed to shake as the defeated combatant slammed the door on his way out. Wesley looked up as Gunn walked into the bedroom, the tall American looking simultaneously jaunty, triumphant, and ashamed.

Wesley sighed reproachfully. "Couldn't you two think of a better way to settle this? And what's wrong with some kind of rota anyway?"

Gunn was already pulling his sweatshirt over his head while simultaneously kicking off his shoes. "The vampire just can't stand to wait his turn, that's the only problem around here." He tugged at the laces of his trainers impatiently with one hand while unbuckling his belt with the other. Wesley couldn't help thinking that if he'd tried that particular manoeuvre he would have ended up somersaulting forward and giving himself a concussion but Gunn was now a past expert at getting himself naked in double quick time. He seemed determined to beat his personal best today, and was breathtakingly nude, muscular, and already aroused within a few seconds. He slid under the covers like a ruling champion but when he cupped Wesley's face in his hand and then kissed it, the movement was delicately tentative.

Wesley couldn't help smiling tenderly at the man even as he automatically responded to that practised gentle kiss. "Charles, I really am completely healed, you know."

"I know, I just…"

It was just one of those strange anomalies, that the vampire with super-strength always paid Wesley the compliment of assuming that his wiry human body could take a little passionate pressure, while Gunn persisted in treating him as if he were made from bone china and would snap if handled roughly.

"…couldn't bear to hurt you…" Gunn finished, nibbling at Wesley's lower lip.

"You never would." Wesley sighed. "Is Angel…?"

"He'll get over it." Gunn stroked his fingers through Wesley's hair. "And this isn't about him, remember? This is about you and me. All night long. He gets your attention tomorrow night and I get to sulk."

Wesley smiled at him. "I don't think the sulking is really necessary, is it? You know I love you both."

"Hey." Gunn kissed him again, as slow and tender as Angel was heated and passionate. "We accept we've gotta share. Nothing says we've gotta like it." Then he began to kiss down Wesley's body, licking and nibbling in a way that made him gasp and arch in response. Gunn grinned up at him from somewhere around his navel. "Although, right now, I gotta tell you, I'm not seeing anything wrong with this arrangement at all…"

As Gunn kissed on down his body before beginning to nibble between his thighs, Wesley had to admit that he couldn't see a great deal wrong with it either. There were undoubtedly worse things than having two tender skilful lovers each vying on alternate nights to prove that they were the most unselfish and devoted.

"Oh God…" As Gunn's skilful mouth got to work, Wesley closed his eyes, lay back and thought of everything but England, and how one day he was going to get Angel and Gunn to just share this bed with him at the same time and accept that the other was a valued friend. But until that happy day he was going to enjoy every minute of this turn and turn about arrangement. He just wished those two could think of a more adult way to decide who got to sleep with him than the inevitable bout of 'Rock, Paper, Scissors'...

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BWHAH! Oh I love this!! =) Though I have to admit that it took a few seconds for my mind to unmelt itself after the loveliness of those caps. Damn but they are all so so very pretty... *sigh* Very nice imagery of each pair, of the differences between Angel and Gunn. And also so very funny to see how in some ways they are also quite alike. Rock, Paper, scissors indeed... LOL!

hahaha -- indeed, what else COULD they be fighting about!

LOL! Cute.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Rock paper scissors! Ha ha ha hah ha!

How is Angel ever going to get his turn. I'd expect him to overthink and overplay that game every time.

Can't Wesley say, "Fellows, there's plenty of me to go around," wink wink? Or something similar?

What a perfectly delightful concept! I think I have an Angel-and-Gunn-fighting-over-Wesley kink. This was funny and adorable, and I do dearly hope we'll get to see a night when Angel comes out on top...so to speak!

Mmmm, this was yummy. :)

...make it look as if Wesley is having to break up a fight between Angel and Gunn about which one of them gets to sleep with him first.

Wait, you mean they were arguing about something else? ;)

Ohhh kink alert kink alert! Gun and Angel sharing Wes? Er yeah, definitely a kink of mine - and the whole alpha male fight to know who'll spend the night? Hot! And I love the tenderness that ensued even *happy sigh*

Also I can visualise Angel's turn the nigt after and it's quite lovely as visual goes, too.

Finally, I do trust Wes and I know he'll succeed in making the two stubborn guys share him and his bed at the same time. And I would love to see that, too lol

Oh! *giggles insanely*

I was wondering how Gunn managed to beat Angel, and what cool moves he used (maybe it involved a vat of holy water, heh) but then rock-paper-scissors would do just fine too. lol.

And I love those caps. Yummm. It does look like Wes is breaking up a fight. How charming, makes me grin inanely ^.^

He slid under the covers like a ruling champion but when he cupped Wesley's face in his hand and then kissed it, the movement was delicately tentative.

Oooh, that's so sweet! *sigh* :)

But now I want to know how Angel's night went. And then I want to know how Wes gets Angle & Gunn to share his bed.

... please? :)