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Calling Orlando

[ooc: While Will does have call waiting, this is locked to

orlandomuse, thanks! :-D]

Will closes his left eye and stares at the television. Nope, his queer eye is still finding the Fab Five to be extremely annoying at the moment. He knows it's not their fault, though. Everything has been annoying him, lately. He and Peter have made up, so that's something good, but Peter's also started calling him whenever he sees or reads something he finds amusing. Will just doesn't have the heart to tell him to cut out that crap.

Sighing, he starts flipping channels. Seen it. Seen it. Hate it. Own it. The remote's tossed aside when he lands on "Mythbusters," and he looks at the TV, daring it to entertain him.

"Baby, I'm going out for about an hour, okay?" his mom says, peeking into the living room.

"Okay," Will says, nodding.

"Don't keep moping. Why don't you call Peter? Or your little friend?"

He can't help cracking a smile at that. "Mom, please stop calling Orli my little friend."

"Well, you know what I mean, sweetie. Just do something, okay? I hate seeing you like this."

Biting back the urge to tell her to stop looking at him then, he nods again and reaches for the phone.

"Are you calling Peter?"

"Nope," Will grins as he dials Orli's number. "I'm gonna say hello to my little friend," he says with an extremely bad Cuban accent.

"Such a smart aleck," Inez giggles, then waves goodbye to him.

Will waves back and turns down the volume a little as he waits for Orli to pick up.

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"You might be a bit of that too, but that's all right. That's one of the things I adore about you!" Orlando laughs. "You're sexy and funny and sweet. I'm so amazingly lucky to have found you."

"I'm so glad you're not here right now," Will laughs. "I think my ears are turning pink. Do you have any idea how lucky I feel that you'd ever be interested in me?"

"Now you're making me want to kiss those pink ears," Orlando says with a snicker. "So, when are you coming here?"

"I want to come right now!" Will says, beaming. He can't believe how much better he feels. "But, I'll wait and come tomorrow. Technically, I can leave here at midnight."

"Shouldn't you be packing?" Orlando says with a grin. "Can you stay for the weekend? I'll see if I can find something for us to do."

"Shit, you're right!" Will bolts from the couch and runs for the stairs. "And I can definitely stay for the weekend," he says as he sprints up to his room. "I'll bring Pictionary just in case you can't find anything to do. I'll just draw on random body parts."

"But I can't draw on you! You're too furry for that!" Not that he doesn't like it. Will's warm and snuggly with his fur!

That cracks Will up, and he strips off his tee-shirt. "God, you're right!" he says, rubbing his hand over his stomach and chest. "You think I should wax? Though the back should be okay," he giggles.

"No!!! Leave it alone!" Orlando protests with a howl. He's gotten up and gone over to the computer, and he's looking up things to do. "Hey, did you know there's a whole calendar of New York City events online? We can do a food tour, or a bike tour that's called 'Brew, View and Chocolate!'"

"Oh, hey, the bike tour sounds good!" Will says as he gets his overnight bag out of the closet. "Do you like biking?"

"Haven't been in ages," Orlando confesses, "But I'm sure I can manage it. Looks like it's about 11 miles, and they provide the bikes and helmets." He snickers. "And after we get home, you can watch me ice my nads from the ride!"

"Aw, I hope I get to do more than just watch you ice them," Will giggles. "They'll have to be kissed better at some point."

"Mmmm," Orlando muses. "I could probably allow that." He wishes Will could see his waggling eyebrows. "And we'll have a whole day to play before we go on the bike ride, in case I manage to break anything!"

"I promise I'll take care of you and won't let you get hurt, okay?" Will says, smiling. "I can ride behind you, just in case, and it wouldn't be just to get a nicer view than anything on the tour." Will packs as he's talking but stops when he picks up a T-shirt he stole from Orli the last time they were together. He presses it to his face and smiles as he slowly inhales. "What kind of playing did you have in mind?"

Orlando drops his voice a little, making it more sultry. "I was thinking that I'll go to the grocer and make sure we've got enough food and drink that we don't have to step a foot outside for the first day, at least. I might get some chocolate to melt or maybe some honey. What's your preference?"

Orlando's going to have to steal something of Will's. Especially since Will's shoulders are a little broader than his.

"You are a man after my own heart," Will chuckles throatily and takes a seat on his bed. "You should probably get both. There are things I like to do with each of them."

"Oh really?" Orlando asks with a grin. "We have so much to explore about each other. I want to find out what makes you purr."

"I have a feeling you wouldn't have to wait too long to find out," Will smiles, stretching as he lies back. "Just thinking about spending a few hours licking your naked body from head to toe has me just about ready to purr now."

"I'm afraid that just won't be enough for me. I'm going to want lots of cuddling and talking too," Orlando says primly. As if he has anything to worry about.

"Cracking the whip already, huh?" Will giggles, teasing. "What if my tongue's too tired to talk?"

"Then just listen. I just want you here," Orlando says quietly. "I want you here, in my arms, no matter what else we're doing. I want to be able to reach over and touch you, or make eye contact and let you know I want you there."

Will's quiet for a moment as he takes a deep breath. He's amazed that Orli wants the same things he does, but at the same time he isn't surprised. It's impossible to shake the feeling that they're really in sync.

"That sounds so good," he says, closing his eyes and picturing Orlando's face. "It's exactly what I want, too. I hate not being able to fall asleep next to you, just to have to close."

Orlando's quiet for a moment too, because it's almost like Will can read his mind.

"I should probably start shopping," he says after a moment, with a little chuckle. "I've got some special things to buy."

"Okay," Will says softly. "Just know that I draw the line at wearing a french maid's outfit."

"You don't need to wear anything while we're home," Orlando teases playfully.

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