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Title: Magic Isn't Only for Merlin
Author: kepp0xy, who can't believe she wrote another RPF
People: Bradley/Angel, mentions of Colin, Katie & ASH.
Rating: PG-13, with R-rated implications
Warning: Same as the last: we'll make cocktails in hell together!
Words: Somehow this turned into ~1400 words of crack. I cannot be held accountable for my actions.
Disclaimer: So far as I know, this never happened. And even if it did, my flail dance of joy would be a short one. Really short, I promise.
Summary: He's feeling stupid. And Angel's looking tipsy and beautiful.

A/N: I was watching an old episode of the Graham Norton Show where they had people from the audience submit pick-up lines. There was one that I just couldn't pass up using in this context. It was just too lame and Bradley-ish ♥ ;D~

He's feeling stupid.

And Angel's looking tipsy and beautiful.

"Oi, Angel!"

She turns with a flick of hair and a twirl of skirts that just gives him a glimpse of thigh above her knee. He sort of wishes she would take him a little more seriously as she's already smirking at whatever look is on his face.

"Bradley," she greets as he sidles up beside her. Whoever she was talking to has already left her side as he leans against the railing of the staircase. This is the fourth wrap party they've had to attend in less than a week, and this has to be the most low-key. TheBeeb didn't skive on the quality, just on the excitement. "Having fun?"

"Yeah," he says. "You?"

"Yeah, it's all right."

Bradley is very sure he can make the evening more interesting for her.

He glances deliberately at his watch and Angel follows his gaze. "Have I ever told you about my watch?"

She takes a sip from her wine glass and leans into him, looking down at it more closely. Her shirt doesn't quite give him as good a view of her cleavage as some of the dresses she has to wear on the show, but her body's warm against his arm and it's enough of a tease that he can imagine the rest of her lying against him.

Which he really shouldn't think about ever at all.

But he's feeling stupid.

"Looks like a regular watch," she says, turning her chin upwards to look at him.

Bradley shakes his head and flicks his wrist impressively, fingering the dials on his very average watch as though they hold the secrets of life. "It's a magic watch," he says, pouring every ounce of conviction he can muster into his voice.

She stares at him blankly for a moment and then peals of laughter rock through her torso and escape her lips. He feels each shake of her body against the side of his, and he'll be damned to let this opportunity slide.

"Don't be stupid," she says after catching her breath. When he doesn't say anything else, she adds, "What, did Merlin give you the watch?"

"'Course not," he says, unfazed. "But it can tell me interesting things about people."

"Oh, yeah? Like what?"

He glances around the room to where Colin's chatting up a girl from the BBC marketing department. He's all smiles and trying to lay on his shy Irish charm, but the girl looks too nervous - Bradley's bet is that she's one of the masterminds behind this event - and he can guess how farthat'll get.

"Well, see Colin over there?" he says, indicating the pair with his chin. Angel glances over and nods, smiling in a fond way at Colin's efforts. "The most he'll get tonight is a kiss, but he's thinking to go for broke."

"Mmm," Angel agrees gravely. "You don't need a magic watch to tell that much."

"All right," he says, turning towards her so she stumbles slightly against him. She rights herself quickly, but not before Bradley's pleased to note a little flush on her cheeks. He decides it's definitely not the wine. "But it can tell me something about you."

She sets her empty wine glass down on a passing waiter's tray and leans her hip against the banister, the mirror image of him. "All right, Bradley James," she says, enunciating clearly. Her eyes are bright, and her lips seem to curl - just a little - as though she's about to laugh.

It's all the motivation he needs. He can't help it; he adores her high-pitched giggle.

"What does your magic watch say about me?"

He cocks a brow at her and gives her a lingering look up and down. A coy half grin claims her mouth when he meets her eyes and he's further emboldened by it.

"You're not wearing any knickers." He states it as fact, and waits for her indignant reaction. The line is only as good as the woman is angry.

But there's a pause, and then Angel's laughing again. Loudly. And while the sound does send chills running across his skin like he's a teenager only just realised that girls are kind of pretty, she's not supposed to be doing it until after he delivers the rest of it.

"Why're you laughing?" he grouses after a moment because she still. hasn't. stopped.

Her eyes are wide as she raises a hand to her mouth and Bradley leans forwards eagerly, the sudden light of epiphany burning brightly in his mind. "You're not, are you?" he asks ecstatically. "You're not wearing any knickers!"

He bloody well swears that angels are singing somewhere.

But Angel shakes her head and slaps his arm. "Of course I am," she chides, but her hand's still resting on his forearm and she doesn't appear to have any plans to withdraw it. It sort of makes up for the disappointment that she's properly clothed. "This is an event for a family show. How crass would it be to turn up knickerless?"

Bradley rolls his eyes and flags a waiter over. He needs a drink.

And when he doesn't respond, Angel stops smiling. "Wait," she says slowly as Bradley takes the glass with a nod of thanks. "Were you just trying to chat me up?"

"No," he says quickly, not meeting her gaze.

"You were!"

"No," he repeats stubbornly, and debates going over and stealing Colin's thunder. He's fairly sure he can distract Colin thoroughly enough that the girl would disappear within seconds of his arrival.

"Go on, then," Angel says smugly, fingers now dancing a demanding line on his arm. He won't give in, and he won't look at her. She's learned she can weasel anything out of him with the proper application of the sceptical line of her delicate brow combined with a slight disbelieving pout of her lips. It's like a red cape to a raging bull and he can't stand down from the challenge.

"Braaadleeey," she sing-songs, and he's surprised when her fingers curl lightly around his jaw and she turns his face towards her. "Go on, then," she says again. "Finish it off. What am Is'posed to say next?"

And there it is: brow slightly raised, lips temptingly puckered.

"You're supposed to get indignant," he drawls, trying to regain control of this new turn in the conversation. "All, 'I am so wearing knickers!'"

"What, like this?" She puts her hands on her hips, and furrows her brow; the perfect picture of the scandalised female. "Of course I'm wearing knickers!" she says, angrily; not quite loudly enough to draw attention from Katie and her beau chatting nearby.

"Then I say..." He pauses, letting his voice go lower, and ducks his head so he's looking at her contritely from beneath his fringe. Or would be, if she weren't so short. He hopes the effect is the same. "Right, sorry, sorry. Thing is, I forgot to mention..."

He trails off deliberately as her eyes widen expectantly and she leans towards him, intrigued. He's tempted to slip his arm around her waist to tug her closer but they're in public here, even if the press wasn't invited, and she'd never go in for this if she thought there would be rumours.

Well, more rumours.

Or at least, rumours with some form of substantiation.

She still probably won't go in for this, but what the hell. He's feeling stupid.

"My watch is fifteen minutes fast."

There's a pause then Angel's laughing again, leaning into him again, and he dares to put a hand on her lower back. The gesture could pass as friendly.

Her giggles subside, causing her to gasp for breath, and Bradley doesn't imagine what it would be like to hear her catching her breath in a room much quieter than this one, in positions far more horizontal than vertical.

He doesn't think about it at all.

Maybe a little.

"You know," she says thoughtfully, patting his chest lightly. "It's a decent line." He cocks a brow at her as she wiggles to stand straight again and straightens her skirt. "Only problem with it is," she continues, and she's the one tilting her chin down, meeting his gaze from beneath her lashes as mirth still sits prettily around her lips and somehow he only just realises that her body's still pressed against his. The effect is incredibly distracting. "I'd expect you to take your time, before losing my knickers. Twenty minutes to fool around at least."

Before he's the chance to start gaping, let alone think of a response, she's whisked herself away from his side and danced into the conversation Tony is having with Jeremy.


( 27 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 13th, 2009 04:30 pm (UTC)
Oh, I loved this! I was grinning the entire time :) You managed to make their interaction cute but incredibly sexy too. Well done :)
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm pretty sure that Bradley & Angel (the whole cast, really) are the definition of cute & sexy. *_*

Also, your icon is adorable.
Nov. 13th, 2009 05:20 pm (UTC)
Loved this, it was sexy and funny and you should write more RPF ;)
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:50 pm (UTC)
Nov. 13th, 2009 07:08 pm (UTC)
Ahahaha. That is a horrible pick up line but I laughed at it nonetheless. Lovely story. I love these two.
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:51 pm (UTC)
It is a terrible pick up line, but in all honesty I think I may be a bit charmed by it.

... particularly if used by Bradley. S'all I'm sayin'.

Thanks for the comment ♥!
Nov. 13th, 2009 07:46 pm (UTC)
My face is pretty much this :D at the moment. I admit it, I laughed at the pick up line. The flirty banter was wonderful.
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:51 pm (UTC)
Haha, I'm glad! Thanks for commenting :]!
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Nov. 14th, 2009 05:52 pm (UTC)
Maybe a little bit. But as you say, can't be too terrible, what with the cocktails and all ;D!

Thank yooou ♥!
Nov. 13th, 2009 10:22 pm (UTC)
That was TOOOOOOOO cute. I had no idea you had ventured into Merlin RPF! I really liked it... and could picture them perfectly in my head. YEY FOR HAPPY HELL!
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:52 pm (UTC)
Only twice! And like I said last night, it's art. ... @_@**

Thanks for commenting ~~
Nov. 13th, 2009 10:42 pm (UTC)
aha, that's fantastic! Well done!
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:53 pm (UTC)
Thankee ;D!
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:58 pm (UTC)
ahh! It's you! haha, I didn't know you wrote rpf. I can tolerate Bradley/Angel much better than Arthur/Gwen. ;)
Nov. 13th, 2009 11:17 pm (UTC)
Mmmgh. You're right, that line is so Bradley. And I have to admit, I was hoping she really wasn't wearing knickers right along with him, because that would be sexy as all fuck.
Nov. 14th, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC)
... Am now tempted to write follow-up piece in which Angel is not wearing knickers. Will refrain. For now.

Nov. 14th, 2009 07:16 pm (UTC)
I love this. I love you :)
Nov. 18th, 2009 02:52 am (UTC)
Oh gosh Kelly! another rpf? YEES!!!
Nov. 19th, 2009 06:54 pm (UTC)
Hahaha I am, apparently, definitively part of the dark side (ie: RPF) -.- I remember, when I first joined fandom, that I vowed never to read/write/follow RPF pairings. ... Angel/Bradley = too awesome to ignore. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it, Jhing!
Nov. 21st, 2009 05:25 am (UTC)
Omg I could not stop laughing! Loved it so much. Will you be writing more? Please?
Nov. 22nd, 2009 12:33 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it. Uhm, I have nothing in the works at the moment, but we'll see ;]!
Dec. 1st, 2009 09:43 am (UTC)
so great! i love fic that is fun & joyously fluffy. sequel/part 2? pwease pwease pwease... :D

Dec. 3rd, 2009 04:34 am (UTC)
I'm so glad you enjoyed! ♥!
Dec. 13th, 2009 07:00 pm (UTC)
First off, that pick-up line is so ridiculous, I kind of can't believe someone actually submitted that in real life!!! But it is really suited to Bradley (sorry Brads) and I absolutely loooove this. Angel's reactions are perfect.
Dec. 14th, 2009 04:42 am (UTC)
LOL IKR? But, in all honesty, it would win me over to the extent that I'd let them buy me a drink ;) Glad you enjoyed!
Jan. 17th, 2010 09:51 pm (UTC)
LOL, I was terribly amused. How very Bradley all that was! I expect Angel would have the last word and leave him dumbfounded, just like here hehe.
May. 30th, 2010 07:34 am (UTC)
Love love love this! Your Bradley/Angel RPFs are spot on...please write more! Will I be going to the special hell as well for loving reading B/A RPFs, and secretly hoping/wishing it was real?
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