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Strip Dance
Short stupid fic
Rafe whistled loudly as the next stripper stepped out onstage, hips moving to the music. He grinned at Jean-Claude and saluted him with his glass of blood before turning back to the young dancer. He moaned softly as the shirt was ripped away, revealing a chest he dreamed of stroking every night.
Jean-Claude grinned, watching his youngest 'brother' get into the show. He turned back to the stage and gasped softly as hands were run over a perfect body. the Master of the City shut his eyes tight, trying not to imagine those hands on him.
Ronnie sat in the corner, watching as anita drooled all over herself. Smirking, the private investigator turned to the stage, settling in to enjoy the seduction that seemed to be effecting most of the patrons in Guilty Pleasures.
Edward shifted in his position, keeping his gun trained on his target, though keeping his eyes on the dancer onstage. He licked his lips as leather pants were skimmed down the perfect legsk, only to be jerked back on, amid groans of dissappoint ment.
Willie shifted uncomfotably, not happy with his attraction to the young dancer onstage. It wasn't his Angel-fangs...hell, it wasn't even Anita!
Larry grinned and ripped the leather pants off, tossing them off into the crowd, moving more to the music. He ran his hands over his body again before the lights went out, indicating the end of his act.
