For Kel, because she made remarks.

Gloves
by Lesa Soja
 

Lance's leather pants fit fairly close, so he keeps his money in his boots instead. Justin's skirt doesn't even have pockets, and his strappy heels can't hold anything. He doesn't really see why he needs money, anyway; Lance always pays for everything. But Lance says Justin should carry some, just in case.

So far, Justin has never had to use it.

When they come back from a club, he goes to stand in front of Lance, hands held out. Lance begins peeling the top of the glove down Justin's arm, and the green crumpled bills flutter unheeded to the floor.
 

[smile]