What if... Galloway went to the party in Vegas with Sirius instead of vampire hunting?

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Galloway looked at the dress, then at Sirius, who seemed to sense that she'd already agreed. She grabbed the dress, then went into the bathroom and changed. She took a moment to brush her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders.

Barefoot, she walked into the main room. Sirius looked up, and she grinned at the pure lust on his face. Then she frowned at her feet. All she had were boots.

"Wait," Sirius said, "I got it."

She waited for maybe five minutes before he reappeared with a pair of silver heels, strappy and elegant. She slipped them on, pleased they fit as well as the dress. Standing up, she let him take her hand. They walked to the front of the hotel, flagging a taxi.

He wouldn't stop looking at her. He didn't even pretend to try. They wound into a darker part of town, eventually stopping in front of a warehouse turned loft apartment.

Sirius helped her out of the cab, then wouldn't let go. "The things you make me want to do..."

She raised an eyebrow and he trailed off with a sigh before pulling her up the stairs and into the music. She shuddered, goosebumps exploding over her as she realized that nearly everything here was supernatural. Sirius felt her tense against him and whispered, "You belong in this world too."

Galloway blew out a breath and murmured, "Doesn't mean I like to hang out with it."

He just grinned. "I'll get us something to drink."

She nodded, wandering farther into the room, watching everything sharply. She half expected something to scream "Hunter!", and tear her throat out. This made her shudder anxiously.

She startled violently when an arm came around her waist, tugging her toward the dance floor. Sirius spun her away, then back into him, his body moving against hers. Whispering in her ear still, he said, "Relax, sweetheart. Nothing in here is going to touch you but me."

This inspired a different kind of shudder.

She took him by surprise when she began to move with him, but not for long. His hands glided over her, his body responding perfectly to every little motion of hers. Galloway realized how incredibly in tune they were, and caught herself wondering how that would translate to sex.

She took a hasty step away from him. At his raised eyebrow, she said, "I'm thirsty."

He nodded, leading her to a table with two drinks on it. Not thinking, she grabbed the whiskey and drank, then frowned. "You just left these here?"

"I could see them the whole time. No one touched them."

Yet her vision still blurred. He noticed. "That's what it's supposed to do."

She laughed, the sound sparkling, then stared intently at Sirius. He raised an eyebrow, letting out a startled breath when she shoved him back against the table. Her hands slid up his chest, and she kissed him hard before saying, "Turns out I wanna do bad things with you, too."