Suite 518/520, late Saturday night, post prom

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was still in his tux, sitting out on the couch, waiting, trying not to pace anxiously. Because he had nothing to be anxious about, right?


[Locked to future_visions and futurebucs_star. There might be a theme there.]

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel arched an eyebrow. "How do you propose to do that?"

[sensethevisions]

"I'm sure he has a few ideas, Cole," Phoebe said softly. "I have a feeling that anger is going to be the last thing any of us are thinking about."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders blushed even more furiously. "I have . . . a few ideas in mind, yeah," he said, fidgeting a little more in his chair. And wow, this was so not how he had imagined his prom night going, but . . . wow. "If you guys are okay with that."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel relaxed a little and cleared his throat. "We could, um, go to the bedroom to discuss this."

[sensethevisions]

"More room and more comfortable."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders started hyperventilating just a little bit. "I could stand to get out of this tux jacket and bow tie at least," he agreed, fidgeting, but not quite willing to be the first person to stand up.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was willing. He stood up and reached for Phoebe with one hand, Anders with the other.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe took Cole's hand and stood up beside him. She also kissed him when she did so.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders took the hand Bel offered him and got to his feet, daring after a moment to sidle up close and rest his head against Bel's shoulder as he tentatively reached out toward Phoebe with his free hand.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel put his arms around them both and guided them toward the bedroom.

What happened there can be left up to your imagination. But it was undoubtedly very very very dirty.