"Be back after the next big fight, and you'll see just how much profit there is." Will let a trail of smoke escape his lips, enjoying the buzz like never before. Business done, he clinked the glass and drank deeply himself.
Chuckling at the slave, Will added, "They're good to have around. Perfectly trained, completely submissive. And lips that'll get your motor going." In need of his own entertainment, Will took his drink with him and moved back out to the fighting ring to find a pretty boy or girl, leaving Spike to his own games.
Santana wrapped herself around the blonde man. "Hello yourself, handsome." She stilled against him some, simply absorbing him with her dark eyes and then took him to the private room to seal the deal.