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July Break Bingo: Loud Sex/Overheard Sex
I wanted to do one or two more ficlets before we're completely out of July, and I just remembered my mini card!
Prompt: Walking in on Sex/Overhearing Sex/Loud Sex
300 words, Biggles/EvS + Algy
Algy was slouched over the paper at the table, nose almost in his cup of tea, when Biggles came in briskly with a spring in his step, wearing his second-best dressing gown.
"Good morning, Algy," he said brightly, reaching for the kettle.
"Amazing you're awake," Algy mumbled. He stirred some more sugar into his tea.
"I'm always up early. You know that." Humming happily, Biggles got the bread from the breadbox and the tea canister.
Algy's only response was a grunt as things clattered behind him with far too much energy for this hour.
"We-- that is, I didn't wake you up when I came in last night, did I?" Biggles asked. "You were already in bed."
"Not when you came in, no," Algy said into his newspaper. As Biggles got a mug from the cupboard, Algy added, "You might as well go ahead and put out a second one."
The tips of Biggles's ears were pink. "Do you want a cup of tea, Algy?"
"I'm fine, thanks. Haven't slept a wink, but you probably know that. I can't imagine when you did."
"I slept perfectly well," Biggles said.
"For how long? Two hours? Don't forget we share a wall."
Biggles's ears were entirely pink now, but before he could say anything, von Stalhein came into the kitchen, wearing Biggles's best dressing gown, an extensive length of bare shin showing beneath the too-short hem.
"Good morning, Lacey. Ah, I see there's toast."
"Absolutely no peace anywhere," Algy muttered. But he remained at the table, drinking his tea, and when von Stalhein took a plate of toast from Biggles and placed it in front of him, he sighed and reached for the butter.
Prompt: Walking in on Sex/Overhearing Sex/Loud Sex
300 words, Biggles/EvS + Algy
Algy was slouched over the paper at the table, nose almost in his cup of tea, when Biggles came in briskly with a spring in his step, wearing his second-best dressing gown.
"Good morning, Algy," he said brightly, reaching for the kettle.
"Amazing you're awake," Algy mumbled. He stirred some more sugar into his tea.
"I'm always up early. You know that." Humming happily, Biggles got the bread from the breadbox and the tea canister.
Algy's only response was a grunt as things clattered behind him with far too much energy for this hour.
"We-- that is, I didn't wake you up when I came in last night, did I?" Biggles asked. "You were already in bed."
"Not when you came in, no," Algy said into his newspaper. As Biggles got a mug from the cupboard, Algy added, "You might as well go ahead and put out a second one."
The tips of Biggles's ears were pink. "Do you want a cup of tea, Algy?"
"I'm fine, thanks. Haven't slept a wink, but you probably know that. I can't imagine when you did."
"I slept perfectly well," Biggles said.
"For how long? Two hours? Don't forget we share a wall."
Biggles's ears were entirely pink now, but before he could say anything, von Stalhein came into the kitchen, wearing Biggles's best dressing gown, an extensive length of bare shin showing beneath the too-short hem.
"Good morning, Lacey. Ah, I see there's toast."
"Absolutely no peace anywhere," Algy muttered. But he remained at the table, drinking his tea, and when von Stalhein took a plate of toast from Biggles and placed it in front of him, he sighed and reached for the butter.
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Also now imagining Biggles and EvS receiving the 'You just had sex!' cake, which is perhaps a little crackier than this fic...
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Love Biggles and his pink ears, Erich being all smug in Biggles' best dressing gown, and Algy resigning himself to the situation.