Author: Lover of Angelus PM
You allow your eyes to start scanning the room, pretending that you're not looking for that six feet of long and lean muscle. SLASH.Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 244 - Favs: 5 - Published: 03-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7890490
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Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue.
Warning: Slash, language.
"You have to have carnal knowledge, of a lady this time," Goose eyes you seriously and you just chuckle it off, "on the premises."
The last time this bet was made…
"Twenty dollars?" you raise your eyebrows to Goose.
"On the premises?"
Goose nods again as he motions to the bartender for another beer.
"Fine," you smile and intercept the bottle of beer the bartender was just handing over.
"Maverick!" Goose cries indignantly, but you're already lost in the crowd.
When you look back on this later, you'll never be able to pinpoint the exact moment when you and the stranger had just been talking, to when said stranger had you pinned against the bathroom door, tongue in your mouth and hands down your pants.
"On the premises," you repeat. Allowing your eyes to start scanning the room and pretending that you're not looking for that six feet of long and lean muscle.
Then your eyes land on Iceman and he's just staring at you.
Ah, so you do remember, you think to yourself and you can't help the grin that's slowly spreading across your face.
Iceman narrows his eyes at you and turns away. You shrug and let your smile grow wider because you know that you were the best damn fuck that guy's ever had in a bathroom stall.