You have a bet to lose.

"Terrence, is that bet still on the table?" you ask, taking him aside before the two of you get into the office the next morning.

"Huh? Which bet?" he grunts, sounding a little confused.

"A grand if you managed to bang Dominique?" you reply with a small smile, "now I did what I could to warm her up to the idea of it. And I figure my odds are about 50/50 right now." You frown slightly and purse your lips. "Actually, since we're leaving tomorrow, it's more like 80/20."

Scoffing and snorting, Terrence shakes his head at you, when the subject of your conversation appears around the corner. "Good morning gentlemen," Dominique says, smiling warmly in your direction. But before she walks in, she gives you, or more towards Terrence, a quick once over and a sly wink.

You and Terrence hang back for a second, before he turns to you. Raising an eyebrow, he extends his hand towards you and grins. "I'll take those odds."

You eye it for a moment and then take it. "A gentleman's agreement then." The two of you nod to each other and then enter the room, both to focus on their own conquest. The work day progresses with no small amount of awkwardness, on the count of Terrence and Dominique flirting outrageously with each other, while you, Gus, and Agathe sort out any hang-ups that need to be addressed before you leave or any back-ups should something go wrong.

And that night, with your bed partner of choice sound asleep next to you, you hear a knock at your door. Opening it, you see Terrence, with his hair in an absolute state and his clothes hastily put on. Pulling a pair of satin panties out of his pocket, he grins at you widely. "Seriously?" you ask, in your best surprised and bewildered tone.

"Oh yeah," he nods, bunching it up and taking a deep sniff of it, "ha... you owe me a grand."

Shaking your head at him, you let out a tired sigh. "All right. I believe you. I'll write you a cheque when we get back home."

"Ah, keep it," he laughs, clapping your shoulder strongly. "You did me a solid. Next time you need anything, you let me know."

Sucker. "Well I appreciate that man," you reply with a yawn.

Nodding at you, he bids you good night and there's a slight spring in his step as he goes into his room.

There's a stirring in your bed, and a sleepy voice murmurs at you about what's going on. "Oh nothing much. Just a bit of good news, and a cause for celebration," you whisper, sliding back into bed. Rolling them onto their front, you give them a kiss and prepare for your fourth round of sex for the night.

They welcome your attentions eagerly.