Title Wet

Author Bast

Fandom Chicago

Pairing Velma/Roxie

Rating PG

I watch her dance--her body lithe as a leopard moving across the jungle of the cell block floor.

I feign indifference, boredom; and though outwardly I am cool, inside a fever burns. I want to kiss her, bite her. But this she will never know.

"What do you think", she asks me as she finishes her dance atop the table--legs splayed, panting before me.

"Lay off the chocolates", I say, and exit cold as a winter storm, ignoring the wetness inside me.