demonbelthazor: (Contemplative)
demonbelthazor ([personal profile] demonbelthazor) wrote2006-09-08 11:09 pm

Suite 518/520, Friday night

Since Phoebe had gone to bed early, Bel hung out in the living room of their suite, idly flipping through the channels on the TV and contemplating his courses from that week. Pop Culture would be useful for understanding some of the phrases and references his classmates made that went over his head. Criminal Justice was interesting so far. It kinda went with the hero thing. He'd survived Hunting 101 and Ethics unscathed, and was now considering adding a fifth class; he'd talk to Phale on Monday about adding Prophecy. Never knew when that kind of knowledge might come in handy, particularly with a prophetic girlfriend.

He was feeling an almost distressing need to impress his teachers, two in particular. He idly contemplated ways to do this as he continued to flip though the channels.

He should probably tell Phoebe his plans for Saturday night at some point, too.

[open if you have need to distract the demon.]

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders took another step back. Okay, two. "Vampire. Broody, hair gel, the one you followed around with the puppydog eyes?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders took another step back. "I've seen you flail over him enough. I don't forget things like that."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"New year, my ass, it's only September!" Anders yelped.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Funny how you noticed," Anders answered, backing up another step or two. "Thought you were trying to be good."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders kept backing up. "And you think I should just take your word for it?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thinking?" asked Anders. "Or hoping?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Anders stopped backing up and took a step or two forward instead. "What if I do?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Anders wasn't too bad at playing head games himself; came with the territory, being an athlete. "Benefits of having a single," he drawled, spreading his hands.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Anders smirked, even though he really wanted to flail instead. "Kinky. Bet that'll drive my purity test scores down a few notches."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Not if you're going to be a big frakking tease about it," replied Anders, who, it might be noted, was not exactly trying too hard to get out of the way.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Somewhere in the back of Anders's mind was the vague notion that he was so, so dead. Not that he was too aware of this due to the sheer amount of flailing.

He was too stunned to do anything but kiss Bel back, instinctively, for a moment before trying to squirm away to the side.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Phoebe's gonna kill me," Anders groaned. His eyes widened, abruptly. "Holy frak, is that it? You totally set me up to die!"