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Xander crept up the bed, hoping that he wouldn't disturb the sleeping man. . .at least not yet. Gently, he pulled the satin down and smiled at the hard body he saw. There wasn't anything in this world that made him as happy as this man.

Leaning down, Xander stuck his tongue out, lightly licking the washboard stomach. The body shifted under him and Xander looked up, wanting to see if those beautiful eyes were open.

They were still closed.

Sighing, Xander moved his mouth upwards, leaving a slick trail along the other man's chest. Gently, he began to suck on one nipple as his fingers played teasingly with the other. Xander's lover moaned. Disengaging his mouth, Xander looked up to see that the other man was still sleeping.

"Damn," he whispered as he straddled the body, then leaned down, letting his lips graze the face of the sleeping man. Sucking the earlobe into his mouth, Xander tried to coax the man awake. Xander pulled back when he heard a mumble.

He was still asleep.

Tired of waiting, Xander sat back on the other man's thighs. His hands descended and his fingers wiggled rapidly as they connected with the man's torso. "Wake up, Oz!" he cried as he continued to tickle his lover.

Oz bolted up, erupting with fits of giggles. "Stop! I'm up!" Xander smiled and continued with his torturous assault. Falling back to the bed, Oz squirmed beneath Xander and laughed until his sides hurt. "Baby, stop, please!"

The fingers stilled and Xander leaned down. His tongue traced Oz's lips as both of his hands took a hold of Oz's, their fingers intertwining. Before the kiss could get too deep, Xander pulled back, smiling at Oz. "I love it when you call me baby."

Oz chuckled and pulled Xander back down. "I know," he whispered against Xander's lips.

~end~