Title: Nothing To Trade
Author: Juanita Dark
Rating: R
Spoilers:
Angel S1, Parting Gifts.
Summary: Wesley. Vegas.
Dirty.
Disclaimer: Joss' sh*t, okay - back off FOX boys.
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Nothing To Trade
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Yes, he'd remembered Vegas.
Oddly enough, a showgirl there had liked him enough that he'd watched her ostrich-feathered head descend to his lap; as embarrassing as it was pleasurable.
Like a schoolboy with his pants down, he'd said thank you and she'd laughed:
"Tell me the bit about the vampires again, it gets me hot." Then fed him compliments like champagne.
Being who he was then he'd gotten drunk on them, rising swollen to the occasion, unable to walk in a straight line when the night was up.
But then, rogue demon hunters weren't meant for luxury.
He'd left her when it was light enough to be safe, leaving his underwear in her keeping like he was living in a Levi's advert.
He paid for it later when the sun hit his crotch. Dry heat in Nevada, the wind in your sails and leather, leather was not a good thing to wear - but unsurpassed in getting you laid.
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