Paige Matthews slammed the book of shadows shut and turned around to look into the piercing green eyes of her nephew.

"Chris...I don't know what to do." She murmured, burying her face in her hands. He looked at her and cocked his head.

"Everything will be fine, Paige." He promised her. She looked up at him.

"How? How will everything be okay, Chris? You are my nephew! You are my sisters child! From the future!" She panicked. He grabbed her shoulders. She once more hid her face in her hands and shook her head.

"If Piper and Leo don't....ew. But if they don't, then what's going to happen to you? What's going to happen to your future? My other nephew?" Paige continued. Chris closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Paige....Paige. Look at me!" He said, shaking her shoulders. She looked up at him. "I'm worried too. Just as worried as you are. But I believe that everything will be okay." She closed her eyes and turned away. Chris' tone softened. "Paige....look at me. Everything will be okay." He put a finger under her chin and turned her face to his.

Her eyes softened and slowly drifted to his full, pink lips.

"Paige....." He began. The hand that rested beneath Paige's chin moved to the back of her neck, and his fingers ran through her soft, light hair. He pulled her close to him. Dangerously close.

"Chris...I...." She began. He shushed her softly.

"If you want me to stop..." He whispered against her neck. She pulled back from him and looked into his beautiful, emerald eyes.

"Don't stop." She whispered, and before she was finished speaking, her lips were overtaken by his.

Quickly, he pushed her backwards onto the extra couch in the attic.

"I need you." Chris whispered into her ear. She moaned quietly in his ear.

"Chris...don't stop." Paige whispered. He hiked her leg up over his hip and ran his hand under her skirt and up her thigh.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this." He murmured against the soft flesh of her neck, sucking and nibbling on her skin. She moaned as his hand rested on her butt and squeezed it gently. He returned the moan at the realization that she was not wearing underwear.

"Fuck." She said as she ran her hand over his crotch and felt the bulge there. She arched her back into him, pressing her soft breasts into his chest. He groaned and pushed his pelvis into hers. Paige gasped and moved her hands from his neck to the hem of his jeans, making quick work of the button and zipper. She pushed them down to his ankles and he kicked them off quickly. He pulled her skirt down and lifted her camisole over her head. She ran her hands under his shirt and pulled it over his head. Chris lowered his head and took one of her pale breasts into his mouth.

"Oh, Chris!" She exclaimed, running her fingers through his chocolate brown hair and holding his mouth to her body.

"Do you want me to stop?" He teased, flicking his tongue over her nipple. She gasped.

"No! God, no!" Paige nearly screamed. He smiled devilishly up at her and ran three fingers lightly up her inner thigh.

"Fuck..." He said as he felt how wet she was for him.

"You like that?" She leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "You like feeling how badly I want you?" She ran her hands down to the hem of his boxers.
"Fuck, yes, Paige." Chris gasped the words. She slipped her hand into his boxers and wrapped one of her soft, petite hands around his throbbing cock. He groaned and shuddered as she pumped him up and down several times.

"Do you want me, Chris?" She asked. He looked into her deep brown eyes and smiled the most heartbreaking half smile she had ever seen.

"You tell me." He said, and he quickly pushed three fingers inside of her. She gasped for air.

"Oh! Oh my god!" She said, riding against his hand. His long fingers were twisting and curling inside her. Just as she was about to come she grabbed his wrist to stop him from going any farther.

"My turn." She whispered. She pushed him over on to his back and slid her body down over his torso, and down his body, making sure her breasts slid over his erection. His hips jolted up towards her.

"Nuh-uh-uh..." She reprimanded him as she held his hips down. She never let her eyes leave Chris's as she slid his boxers down and took as much of his length into her mouth as she could. He moaned loudly.

"Oh, fuck, Paige." He said in gasps as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I'm so close. Fuck, Paige, stop!" He almost yelled. She stopped and looked up at him. He took her small, white hands in his large, tan ones, and pulled her up to him. He wrapped his hands around her back and rolled them over so he was on top of her. He pressed her lips passionately to hers, then quickly pulled away.

"I want..." He began. She looked at him expectantly.

"What do you want?" Paige asked him quietly. He thrusted into her with one movement and she yelled out.

"I want to finish inside you." He murmured in her ears as he withdrew himself from her, then thrusted inside her again. She gasped and wrapped her legs around him, allowing him to thrust

deeper into her, hitting her sweetest spot.

"Oh, god, Chris. Oh god. Oh...oh.....!"

"Fuck, Paige!" He said, pushing a final thrust into her before he spilled inside of her. At the same time, her hot walls clamped around his erection and she let go of all of her worries.

They lay there together for what could have been minutes, or months, or milleniums before Paige pushed herself up and grabbed her shirt.

"Paige..." Chris murmured. She shook her head.

"Chris. I love you so much. But....you and I....we can't be together. We can't do this. Your mother is my sister. I'm your aunt!" She said, shaking her head incredulously.

"Paige, don't do this." Chris Perry said, standing and wrapping her in his strong arms. She pressed her lips to his bare shoulder, and gathered her clothes.

"I love you." Paige called over her shoulder, before she walked out of the attic, and shut the door on any possible future they might have had.