"Elevator Dream"
by Amatia
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(A short little response to the challenge...I used all the words and the
phrase>

	He hadn't even made it to the office yet, and Special Agent Jeffrey
Spender was already having a bad day. He was soaking wet, he hadn't been
able to find his raincoat that morning, so the jacket he had found was
dripping water onto the already flooded ground. By the time he'd made it to
the front doors of the Hoover building, Spender felt about as wind-whipped
as the flag flying above him.

	He got on the elevator to go down to the basement, but his silent
cursing at the weather was soon interrupted as a familiar dark figure
boarded behind him, a motorcycle helmet in has hand. Spender let out an
annoyed sigh.

	"Hey, Jeffy baby," Alex Krycek purred, his lips close to Spender's
ear as he pressed the door close button, stopping anyone else from trying
to get on that particular elevator. He set the helmet down.

	"Alex, what do you want?"

	A smile curled Krycek's lips, and his tongue darted out and wet
them. "I need breakfast, darlin'."

	"Get some McDonald's, for heaven's sake," Spender replied.

	"I didn't mean that kind of breakfast, Jeff," Krycek whispered,
silding his hand down Spender's soaked shirt. "You know, you're sexy when
you're covered in rainwater."

	Spender pushed him away, trying not to laugh. "We're also in an
elevator in a federal building. And besides, Alex, I'm too worn out from
last night."

	Krycek hit the stop button, and the elevator shruddered to a halt.
"When was the last time I gave you a blowjob, baby?"

	"Three days, maybe more." Spender leaned against the wall. Krycek
slid his hand down Spender's wet shirt, and unzipped his pants. "Not here,
in an elevator, for God's sake!"

	Krycek kissed him roughly to shut him up, then pulled back,
breathing hard. "You know, love, it's not like there's an alarm that'll go
off the minute I get my mouth on your cock."

	"It's the Hoover building," Spender protested. "I bet there's a
camera watching us, and they're going to set an alarm off any minute
signifying that we've been in a stopped elevator too long."

	Krycek frowned. "Are you absolutely sure?"

	A blaring siren stopped anything Spender was going to say, and he
sat straight up in his bed, and screamed.

	Then he threw his alarm all the way across the room.

	<end>

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