"Good, we don't need him here," Bel said. He might have to find him later and see what the blood whore had to offer, but right now all he wanted was Phoebe. He kissed her neck then began to move down her body. Sometimes he'd pretend that Veronica or one of the other vamps was Phoebe, but it was never the same as the comfort he found in her arms.
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Date: 2010-03-06 09:00 pm (UTC)