NYC, Suite 606, Saturday night

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was bored.

He'd been picking up a certain horniness from someone (had to be Anders), a sudden pain in his head, then fear, and now why did it feel like he was getting drunk?

He groaned and pulled his pillow over his head. They had to do something about this bond. Now.


[NFB due to distance.]

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[demonbelthazor]

"Damned straight," Cole growled, drawing her down to snuggle close with him on the bed.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe snuggled tightly in against him. "Always feel safer when I'm with you," she murmured. "Always want to be with you, too."

[demonbelthazor]

"Good," Cole said, "because I'm not letting you go anywhere. Ever again."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiled. "I don't have anywhere I would rather be."

[demonbelthazor]

Cole hugged her tightly. "Good," he murmured, pleased.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiled and hugged him. "Hey, I didn't go into the Wastelands and bring you back to life only to not be with you," she teased him.

[demonbelthazor]

"Too late to get rid of me now," Cole agreed with a grin.

[sensethevisions]

"I would never want to. Mine."

[demonbelthazor]

"Yours," Cole said, kissing her forehead.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe tilted her head up so that she could give him a better kiss.

[demonbelthazor]

"Love you," Cole whispered against her lips.

[sensethevisions]

"I love you."