"Hit it, and it'll shut up."
"That doesn't work with everything, Alex," Mulder said.
"And I'm lying next to the prime example of that. Ow!"
"Sometimes, hitting has the opposite effect."
"I'll shut you up."
The bedsheets moved and undulated for awhile, soon accompanied by sucking
sounds and a sighing purr. "Oh, that's nice," Mulder mumbled.
"You're still talking."
"Then try harder."
Alex did. While Mulder had stopped talking, he was making other noises.
Eventually, the neglected phone stopped ringing.
THE END
Waking Up is Hard to Do
by Viridian5
The insistent ring of a telephone shattered the silence. A low moan
resonated through the tangled lump of bedsheets before a long- fingered hand
crept out from under them and started to bang the table. Three shots later,
it had still missed the ringing phone.
