Fanfic to a fanfic...

This is a sequel to maybedarkpink drabble So Not Work Safe.

Girls' Night In
They decided to meet at Cordelia’s. Doing such a thing at the office was just begging for trouble. Fred even dressed the part, donning a khaki raincoat and her laptop tucked securely under her arm. All she needed was dark glasses and a secret word and she’d be prefect noir.

Glancing left, and then to the right, she knocked on Cordelia's door. It opened immediately and Fred quickly side-stepped in.

Cordelia was not dressed the part. She was in a sweats and her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. Fred saw evidence of an ice cream carton sitting on the end table. "Did you get it?" Cordelia was bouncing with excitement.

With her own smile, Fred nodded. "I only watched a little bit." Fred took off her coat and hung it up by the door. "I didn't want to be spoiled, but didn't want to watch hours of Angel sleeping either," she explained as she set her laptop on the coffee table.

Cordelia and Fred sat close together on the couch and set the computer on their knees. They played a video clip which began with a few seconds of Angel's empty room and a clear shot of the bed. They installed the camera the day before, without anyone one else knowing.

Angel slowly entered the shot, gently pulling Wesley by his tie towards the bed. Angel dropped the tie and his hands traveled up and cradled Wesley's jaw like it was a new born chick. They kissed and they kissed and they kissed.

"Enough making out," Cordelia went for the touch pad on the laptop. "I want to see hot co-worker gay sex."

Fred batted her hand away, "I like the making out." She stared at the screen with a dreamy expression, "I think it's nice."

"Nice when it's happening to you," Cordelia gestured to the little screen. At least Wesley was beginning to unbutton Angel's shirt. "But this is just soft porn. I can see this on basic cable."

"Okay, fine," Fred sighed. It was her computer, her link, her file and she can watch the foreplay later. Fred hit fast forward and they both giggled at seeing Angel and Wesley groping sped up.

"Play," Cordelia shouted.

Wesley was down on his knees in front of a shirtless Angel. He started undoing Angel's trousers very proficiently with his teeth.

"Oh. My. God." Cordelia had no idea he could do such a thing. She shouldn't have let a nasty, humiliating kiss kill any chances she had with Wesley.

Angel combed his hands through Wesley's hair, obviously saying something as Wesley's mouth entered the open pants and came out with a very thick cock. Both girls jumped back a little at the sight, but Wesley slipped his mouth around it like it was nothing.

"I really wish we had a zoom," Cordelia said, wondering what was Wesley doing to make Angel throw his head back like that.

“I really wish we had sound." Fred was already thinking of improvements to make.

Angel's hands started clinching, like he wanted to squeeze Wesley's head like a ripe melon, but he knew it would be messy and counterproductive if he did. Then he screamed out something and jerked Wesley's head forward, every muscle in Angel's body twitching as he came. It took Angel a few breaths to realize Wesley was choking and he slipped out of his mouth.

Wesley was doubled over coughing, trying very hard to stop. Angel knelt down next to him, rubbing his back and saying something to him.

"He's apologizing," Fred guessed.

"I think he's saying something mushy. Like 'That was great head, Wes.'."

When Wesley stopped coughing, he settled back on his heels and smiled at Angel which made both of the girls to go, "Aww."

Angel stood and took off his pants, then offered his hand to Wesley and pulled him to his feet. They crawled onto the bed, touching and smiling, looking very much in love.

"God, I thought they acted all lovely-dovey in the office. If I had to see this all day, I would gouge my eyes out."

"I still think it's sweet," Fred squirmed a little when Angel started unbuttoning Wesley's shirt. She would've never guessed Angel would be the first one to be naked.

Angel stripped the shirt off Wesley and threw it onto the floor. He flipped Wesley over onto his back and straddled over him, causing Angel's back to be blocking prime viewing area.

The girls leaned side-to-side, as if they could see around him. "I think we need more than one camera."

"I'll work on it," Fred agreed.

As if sensing the girls viewing problem, Wesley took the incentive and flipped Angel over onto his back and straddled him. He leaned down and took one of Angel's nipples into his mouth and started worrying it with his teeth.

"Huh, and I thought Angel would have the oral fixation," Cordelia said.

"I'm just surprised they actually do that."

Angel's hands squeezed in between them and unzipped Wesley's pants. Angel said something and Wesley got off the bed and stripped the rest of his clothes. The girls were really excited; the main feature was going to begin.

Wesley lied back down on the bed on his side and spoke as he caressed Angel's face.

Cordelia leaned in closer to the screen. "Damn, it looks like they're talking about something serious."

Angel closed his eyes and nodded. Wesley kissed him before leaning over to the bedside table and opening a little wooden box there. He pulled out something which really couldn't be seen on the camera, but the girls had a good idea what it was. They were all a buzz with energy.

Then the screen went black.

Cordelia screamed and Fred whacked the screen. "No, my battery died!"

"What!" Cordelia jabbed the power button to no use. "Isn't it supposed to warn you?"

"Yeah, there's a little message in the corner." She looked sheepish, "I guess we where too occupied to notice."

Cordelia perked up, "You have a power cord, right?"

Fred shook her head. "I do, in my computer bag, but I didn't bring it." She was too busy trying to find her raincoat. "But I do have it saved. We can watch it later." Fred brightened up. "And I'll have the one from tonight. It should be recording right now."

Cordelia looked down at her watch. "Can we watch it as it records?"

Fred nodded. "I can set up a feed in Wesley's office and watch it in there."

"Then what are we waiting for," Cordelia went to the door and retrieved Fred's raincoat and handed it to her. "Live co-worker gay sex awaits us."

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