Luck Be a Lady

March 5, 2004

I posted this on ff.net but I think it might have scared some people.
Hey, you never know anymore...

Short and stupid. Some mindless PWP and, well, implications of... other
things. Just read it!

Luck be a Lady

By Pervasive Threnody

The night was going to turn out like they all did.

Beer and smokes, and round of card games with the hands in Sha Gojyo\'s
favor. Always, always in his favor. Take a drink, drag the cigarette
down to the filter. Invite Lady Luck to the table and lay down a
winning hand.

Or, lay down a winning hand, and wait for Lady Luck to invite herself.

Tonight she came on her own, all tight clothing and sleek hair and
instant gratification. Aloof, seated calmly behind a glass of blood-red
wine, she waited with a predator\'s eyes.

And the prey was more than willing.

Like every night, the bets slowed and stopped as challengers ran low on
money. Slowly the crowd around Goyjo\'s table dispersed, save for a few
clingy women in short skirts.

\"C\'mon, Gojyo,\" one whined, latching to his arm and swaying in place.
\"The night\'sh young....\" In response he dislodged her carefully,
deposited her in a chair, and walked away. She
watched him go, whining petulantly even as he moved out of earshot.

\"Aw, c\'mon, I kin shaare....\"

The predator watched her prey\'s journey across the room, trying not to
look
like she was peering through the thick, smoky air. When Gojyo neared
her
table, she sized him up carefully, as if it were the first time.

\"You got money?\" The woman tucked some dark hair behind an ear and
smirked lightly, and the real game was on.

\"Only if you got time.\" Set, match. The smirk widened into a seductive
curve of the lips, and she rose from her seat.

\"Drinks on the tab,\" she called over her shoulder at the bartender.
Gojyo followed, watching her hips sway as she walked.

The room was dim and small, but the bed was soft. At least, Gojyo was
fairly certain it was. It barely mattered in the heated exchange of
lips and hands that followed.

At little here, a little there, then a lot here and there. No thought
except directon: find the sensitive spots, make her squirm. No feeling
except of a mouth between the legs, of hands clutching at the stained
mattress. And at last, nothing but release, head buried in warm breasts
and fingers curled around a soft, pliant ass.

Gojyo awoke a few hours later, the bedsheets stuck to his body. Beside
him, a figure stirred, and he blinked in surprise.

This wasn\'t what happened when certain things always happened.

\"You\'re awake,\" the nameless woman said, eyeing him.

\"Why are you still here?\" Gojyo asked. No point in wasting time with
pleasantries.

The woman raised an eyebrow. \"Do you always begin mornings this
way?\" she wondered, trying to stifle a yawn.

\"I\'m not sure. No one ever stays.\" It was true.

\"You didn\'t pay me last night,\" his bed partner announcedmly,mly,
extending a length of arm. The hand at the end curved delicately
outward and waited.

Gojyo suddenly itched for a cigarette. \"What? That wasn\'t good enough
for you?\"

The woman laughed, a sound that wasn\'t quite a tinkling of bells but
pleasant all the same. \"You want me to tell you I stayed for your
company?\" she asked,
eyebrow still quirked.

\"Not really.\" He sat up, fumbled for his clothes and money, handed her
some bills.

\"You really shouldn\'t be here at all,\" the woman said from the bed as
he pulled on his pants. Surprised, Gojyo turned to look at her.

\"I mean it,\" she insisted. \"What are you here for?\"

\"I thought it was obvious,\" Gojyo replied, impatient to go, shifting
his weight from one foot to the other.

\"Not really. Or maybe it is.\"

\"I don\'t understand what you mean.\"

The woman\'s mouth curled upward. \"You screamed a man\'s name last night
during orgasm.\"

Gojyo froze. Instantly, his face burst into flames.

At this, the
woman laughed. \"Like I said. Go figure yourself out already.\" She
plucked a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it, still smirking.
\"Now get out of here, before I charge for a third person.\"

He did, and quickly.

At least she hadn\'t said anything about the hair.



A pack of cigarettes and two hours later, he returned home. Light was
beginning to taint the sky.

\"Welcome home,\" Hakkai greeted from his place before the stove. \"Thece ice is ready;
please eat while it\'s hot.\"

The smell of food was welcoming, and Gojyo was suddenly reminded how
long it had been since his last meal. Settling in, he ate quickly,
filling his mouth as full as he could. All the while, Hakkai moved
about the room, cleaning up the remains of the food
preparation.

\"So,\" the brunette said as he worked, apparently feeling
conversational. \"Did you
make good earnings last night?\"

\"Sure did,\" Gojyo answered around a mouthful, staring down into the
rice bowl as he ate. He fished some bills out of his pocket and tossed
them on the table.

\"Bought a pack on the way home though.\"

Hakkai nodded. \"But you still did well,\" he observed, smiling. As
always.

Inexplicably, Gojyo blushed.

Owari

I hope you \'got\' it. There\'s a right answer... but I\'m not going to
tell you. Will keep you guessing. ^_^