demonbelthazor: (Naked in bed)
Bel had safely stashed Phoebe in another room in the hotel, up on one of the higher floors away from everyone else. She hadn't been entirely happy with him locking her up there, but he wanted to keep her safe and hidden from Veronica and Piper or anyone else that might try to take her away.

He'd shimmered out to locate his volatile vampire and found her with Lindsey and Piper. Having Phoebe back certainly hadn't instantly restored him to good guy status since he never quite got there to begin with in his world due to her death, so he hadn't exactly stepped in to stop them. He was more than happy to let veronica distract herself with Piper, and getting rid of the witch would make sure that she wouldn't try to take Phoebe from him. He'd just totally blame it on Veronica and Lindsey, and what Phoebe didn't know wouldn't hurt her.

Of course, torture always got him worked up and horny, and Veronica was doing her best to seduce him, and even with Phoebe back he still had a thing for vampires and he hadn't progressed past his jackass days (and still hadn't, if you asked Logan or Anakin), so he didn't exactly fight to hard about being dragged to bed with Veronica. And Lindsey. Piper having to witness the debauchery was just icing on the proverbial cake.

Come the next morning, Piper was still tied to a chair, and Bel was in the bed tangled up in post-coital bliss with his vampires. Except they weren't vampires anymore, and he was back to being his true self. And waking up to a very girly scream from Lindsey.

[For the orgy pile and the disgusted witness. And possibly anyone looking for them. ;) ]
demonbelthazor: (Lying in bed expectantly)
As Bel began to wake up, he realized he was warm. Well, as a demon he was always warm, but when it was a vampire who was in your bed, they tended to leech the heat away. Not only was he warm, but there was more than one body in the bed with him. His memory was foggy enough that he couldn't remember exactly whom he'd slept with last night. Veronica? Lindsey? Tyler? All three? Not that he discriminated much about sharing his bed. Whoever it was, they must've left to feed and returned. Hence the warmth.

He opened his eyes, but it didn't register right away that there was a window in the room, and sunlight was streaming through the curtains. Instead he was staring at the woman curled against him. The other occupant of the bed was forgotten in his shock. It wasn't possible.

"Phoebe!" he said, pulling her into his arms as she made a sleepy noise of protest. She was alive. He didn't understand or care how, but she was alive.


[For the other occupants of the bed. Up early in case I sleep late. In case?]

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