Waddya got to lose?
Looked up seeing Ava reflected next to me. Well next to where I should be. Pretty thing she was, all the curves in the right places, legs just long enough to be about perfect. Wasn't too sure about myself at the moment though. Brought the girl out to Sin City, saw the lights and went to our hotel for a shag. Figured we'd spend some time in the 'cuzzi and get out with pruney fingers and even more shriveled up bits. Funny thing happened though, she sat on my cock and I went softer then ice cream on a sunny day.
Wasn't anything ever happened to me before.
Told her just as much, a few times. Told me it was okay and said all the right things. Still saw the disappointment in her eyes though. Thought maybe I needed a nip of blood but that didn't do a bit of good. She was tired from the drive and changed into a robe, she was merrily sleeping away like nothing had happened. Which, I wager nothing had actually happened.
Maybe it was the hot tub that did me in? Right, blame the water that's a winning idea there. Couldn't sleep, not in the middle of the night like her. Shoved off the bed, flipping my imaginary reflection off before getting dressed. Knew I'd be back before four when she woke up so I grabbed my room key and let myself out. Walked the strip, dodging the porn peddlers and the drunk tourists looking for something that'd get me in trouble.
Stepped off the main walk of the strip, ending up in a more seedy neighborhood. Prostitutes I wouldn't touch with Angel's pole yelled at me, prices were close enough to nothing they weren't worth stopping to ogle. Spotted a titty bar advertising cheap beer and the best poon in town. Ducked in and found the beer was cheap and the pussy wasn't anywhere near the best. Win some lose some I guess.
Figured the problem might not be the poon, since Ava's was the only one I could think about. Problem was me. Maybe I was getting old? "Vampire." Bloke sat down on a stool next to me, staring at the girl on the pole in front of us. Sniffed and did a double take.
"Demon."
"You have some of my property. I want it back."
"Direct ain't ya? At least get me a drink before you try and fuck me."
It laughed, taking its sunglasses off. Balls, it was one of those demons. "Avamalanna Estanada Bashlik is mine. You have taken her. Therefore I have taken something of yours halfbreed." Wanker leaned over and patted me on the balls to make his point.
Responded by taking my beer mug and smashing his nose into his face. Met a lot of demons in my day, wasn't a one I couldn't go toe to toe with. Heard a growl and got tackled, growled back and we took out a row of tables and chairs. Strippers were running around screaming and the whole place turned into a riot.
Somehow he slipped away and I got tossed by a pair of bouncers. Heard him laughing when I landed on the sidewalk but the bastard was gone. Knew he'd be back, still had what he wanted after all. Checked my watch and swore, turning back to the casino. Ava'd be up soon. Had to tell her we needed to go. Her demon was here and I knew he wanted her back.