Wow. That was even weirder to think about than the thought of a Slayer having a sex life at all. Theresa futzed with her hair with her free hand.
"I never know unless I try it, right?" she said, assuming a cheeky expression. "Girls usually know where to touch better than guys, anyway. It's a home court advantage thing."
The band currently on stage was wrapping up their set, and the crowd shifted and muttered as instruments were carried into the wings. A hole opened up, and Theresa used it to toss her empty cup into a trash can. Feedback whined through the microphone that remained, and someone with tattoos all over both arms and a braid of hair down to his leather-clad ass stepped up to it to adjust the height and blow into it.
"Next set's in ten minutes."
"Want another beer?" the vampire asked. Fuck it, why not? If they were going to discuss whether or not they had the same sexual tastes, she might as well buy Rhiannon a brew.
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on 2013-10-14 03:28 am (UTC)"I never know unless I try it, right?" she said, assuming a cheeky expression. "Girls usually know where to touch better than guys, anyway. It's a home court advantage thing."
The band currently on stage was wrapping up their set, and the crowd shifted and muttered as instruments were carried into the wings. A hole opened up, and Theresa used it to toss her empty cup into a trash can. Feedback whined through the microphone that remained, and someone with tattoos all over both arms and a braid of hair down to his leather-clad ass stepped up to it to adjust the height and blow into it.
"Next set's in ten minutes."
"Want another beer?" the vampire asked. Fuck it, why not? If they were going to discuss whether or not they had the same sexual tastes, she might as well buy Rhiannon a brew.