----- Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed only Paris. Notes: ^^Thinking^^.-----
Chapter Eight: One.Two.Three.Bed
Neal entered his room, exhausted from the training session. He plopped down on his bed, and relaxed, until his room mate and his friends came in loudly.
"Neal!" Matt yelled.
Neal sat up to see the commotion.
"We heard that she was here earlier, and we heard the oracle talk of what happened in the office. Apparently that girl is always being watched." Matt exclaimed. The boys might be demons in training but they still had some human in them that wouldn't disappear until they had been a demon for at least a hundred years.
"Yeah."Neal didn't exactly want to talk about it. "So what's up?"
"Don't change the subject!" Rob told him "Give us the goods!"
Neal knew he meant about Paris but he wasn't one to kiss and tell.
"Fine, well we're headed to the Ying yang club with some of the female trainee's. You up for it?" Rob asked him.
"Sure." Neal replied and got up to get dressed.
"Maybe you should take her with ya." Fin told him.
Neal was first turned off by the idea but after he thought about it he smiled and said "That's not such a bad idea."
The others smiled they wanted to met her and see if she was exactly as everyone said, and now it looked like they would.
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Paris had finished her shower and was in her bedroom, putting on her under garments when a figure shimmered into the room. She gasped and started an energy ball, until she realized who the figure was.
"What the-" she began.
Neal stared at her figure, which was almost uncovered except for her bra and panties. She had a delicate figure, with just the right curves. "I wanted to know if you could come to the Ying yang club with me and some friends." He told her still staring at her form. "Stop staring or I'll make you wish you were human." She replied rudely, secretly she liked him in her room but she wasn't about to let anyone know that. "The ying yang?"
Neal nodded.
She had been there before it was a popular club for demons and mortals alike. She had liked the first time she'd gone and wouldn't mind going again. "Sure let me just get ready."
Neal nodded but continued to stare.
She glared at him. "Turn around!"
He did so, but smiled to himself. ^^Wow.^^
She put on a pair of black leather pants, and a red tank top, and kept her hair down. When she was ready he just stood in awe, she was so beautiful. Before they left she put a note on her door telling her family where she had gone. Then they shimmered to one of the rooms of the club. She saw some other young men and women, who suddenly bowed down.
She rolled her eyes. "Get up!" They did as they were told.
"Hello." Fin walked over to her and put out his hand, the rumors were true.
"Paris." She replied and took his hand, he kissed it.
The guys had crowded around her and she loved the attention, but she could hear the music playing, and her body itched to dance. She turned to Neal. "Let's go." She grabbed his hand and they walked out to the dance floor.
She smiled happily and began to dance. She moved her body to the music, using all the latest dance moves. Neal wasn't too bad at dancing and she was happy she decided to come. They danced for a while and then went to find a table with the others.
They sat at a booth and drinks where already ordered when they arrived. She took a sip of hers and decided to get a conversation going. "So, who are you all?"
"I'm Fin." A boy with blonde hair, put into spikes; he reminded her of one of Todd's friends. The other boy she had met while at Neal's room was there as well. The other boys names where Rob, Dan, and Simon, and the girl's were Hazel, Tonia, Willow, and Kenya.
They were all demon trainees, and they seemed very personable. The girls were nice to her, which could be because she was the sources daughter but they were nice none the less. Suddenly Paris saw a familiar face, unwelcome as it was. "Oh God!" she cried, and they looked at her and asked what was wrong.
Paris pointed to a boy sitting across from them; he was with a group of friends. "Toby."
"Huh?" Rob asked, if she didn't like him why wasn't he dead?
"Human?" Kenya asked. "Boyfriend or at least he wants to be."
Paris smiled "You're telepathic!"
Kenya nodded.
"Cool, so-!" Paris replied but was cut of by Neal.
"Why are you mad he's here?" Neal asked he suddenly didn't like the guy.
"Well, he likes me and well." Paris told them the story. They looked at her in understanding.
"Why don't we make him hungry?" Willow arched an eyebrow, and pointed to the bar counter which was quite close to where Todd and his friends were sitting.
"Love it!" Paris replied. "But, what will the-"
"Demon." Kenya told her.
"What are we waiting for?" Tonia asked them and got up and walked toward the bar.
The guys just watched them in amusement. Kenya spoke with the bar tender and he smiled at Paris. The girl's got onto the bar top and Tonia grabbed a megaphone.
She shouted "Hey everyone! Let's get this party started!" and with that the D.J. started a new song suitable for the girls on the bar to dance to. This had gotten Toby and his friends' attention. Neal could see the smile across Toby's and the other guy's faces at the table as Paris and the girls danced seductively. The females at the table just watched disapprovingly. Paris danced as the music played moving her arms and legs to the beat. She saw the men at the table and turned her back to them and squatted down her butt smack in front of them moving it to the beat. As she rose to stand she did so with her bottom first then upper body. Hoots and hollers came from the crowd, as she and the girls danced. Paris motioned for the crowd to slit down the middle and it did giving her room to jump onto the dance floor, where she began her own dance number. Toby got out of his seat and walked over to her, when she saw him a sly smile crossed her lips and she began to dance with him. Her back side forcefully pushing his front side, she could feel his delight. She looked around and saw her next victim, walking away from Toby, and coming toward Neal. She stood at the table and smiled "Neal?" she put her hand out and motion for him to come. He did but not like she expected, he just stood in front of her and looked her in the eye. He didn't like the way she had danced with Toby.
"What's wrong?" she asked him putting her arms around his neck.
"Just not in the mood to dance." He told her.
She narrowed her eyes, and backed away slowly swaying to the music, then she swayed up to him closing in the space between them. She turned her back to him, her hair hitting him in the face. She moved her waist forcefully against him, she the leaned back into him and caressing his legs as she continued to shake her butt rapidly as the beat became faster. He was trying to keep himself composed. She was getting annoyed, so she did something she wouldn't normally do. She turned to face him.
"Am I not enticing enough for you?" She asked still moving to the music.
He shook his head as a no, even though he was lying.
She then did something she had seen done in a movie, she moved her hand and grabbed his groin not to hard but not to soft. His eyes widened when she did it, and she smiled "Does that entice you?" He nodded dumbly, and he danced with her. She smiled content with getting her way. She could feel Neal's excitement, and her smile grew even larger.
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After they had had enough at the club, they shimmered to the demon dimension or more specifically the Neal's room.
Paris smiled. "I had fun."
"I'm glad." He replied; he watched her sit on his bed.
"I think I definitely made Toby pissed." Paris said triumphantly.
Neal frowned he didn't like being used to get back at someone. "Is that why you did what you did?"
Paris looked at him confused; she rose from the bed and walked to him. "What I did?"
"Yes, your little show." Neal stated.
"No, I was having a good time. If you think I was using you to get back at him, then you must be a stupid." She began. "What happened with you had nothing to do with him."
Neal wasn't convinced. "What is it with you? Just because you're the daughter of the source you think you can control anyone; me in particular like some lap dog."
"Lap dog?" Paris glared at him "You think I want to be this powerful person?!"
"Obviously! The way you," He didn't know how to put the sexual instances they had had. "play."
"The way I play?! You think I act like that with everyone." She frowned "Sorry but I am no slut!"
"Really?" Neal moved closer to her, he wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine. "So then what was this?!" He grabbed her and pulled her close. He began to caress her waist and moved his hands underneath her zipper and pulled her up by the crotch. She instantly wrapped her legs around him.
"What are you doing?" She asked him as he kissed her neck passionately. He had lost site of revenge and was now concentrating on pleasure. He couldn't help it he was drawn to her.
He pushed her back against the wall, and she began to kiss his neck "What are you doing?" he asked surprised that she wasn't fighting.
"I don't know. " she stopped thinking for a moment. They stared at each other, not knowing exactly what they were doing. "Should we stop?"
"I will if you will." He told her.
She nodded "I think it would be best." She got off of him, and sat down on his bed. They both thought for a moment, and then simultaneously ran at each other.
"I don't. Think. You should. Be. Here." He told her between kisses.
"Your. Right." She replied when her lips weren't locked in his.
"At. Three. We stop." He managed. "One."
"Two." she replied.
".three." He responded. But all that did was make them land on his bed, undressing each other quickly. Soon, they found each other, and became one in their passion.
----Please review. ~Alana----
Chapter Eight: One.Two.Three.Bed
Neal entered his room, exhausted from the training session. He plopped down on his bed, and relaxed, until his room mate and his friends came in loudly.
"Neal!" Matt yelled.
Neal sat up to see the commotion.
"We heard that she was here earlier, and we heard the oracle talk of what happened in the office. Apparently that girl is always being watched." Matt exclaimed. The boys might be demons in training but they still had some human in them that wouldn't disappear until they had been a demon for at least a hundred years.
"Yeah."Neal didn't exactly want to talk about it. "So what's up?"
"Don't change the subject!" Rob told him "Give us the goods!"
Neal knew he meant about Paris but he wasn't one to kiss and tell.
"Fine, well we're headed to the Ying yang club with some of the female trainee's. You up for it?" Rob asked him.
"Sure." Neal replied and got up to get dressed.
"Maybe you should take her with ya." Fin told him.
Neal was first turned off by the idea but after he thought about it he smiled and said "That's not such a bad idea."
The others smiled they wanted to met her and see if she was exactly as everyone said, and now it looked like they would.
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Paris had finished her shower and was in her bedroom, putting on her under garments when a figure shimmered into the room. She gasped and started an energy ball, until she realized who the figure was.
"What the-" she began.
Neal stared at her figure, which was almost uncovered except for her bra and panties. She had a delicate figure, with just the right curves. "I wanted to know if you could come to the Ying yang club with me and some friends." He told her still staring at her form. "Stop staring or I'll make you wish you were human." She replied rudely, secretly she liked him in her room but she wasn't about to let anyone know that. "The ying yang?"
Neal nodded.
She had been there before it was a popular club for demons and mortals alike. She had liked the first time she'd gone and wouldn't mind going again. "Sure let me just get ready."
Neal nodded but continued to stare.
She glared at him. "Turn around!"
He did so, but smiled to himself. ^^Wow.^^
She put on a pair of black leather pants, and a red tank top, and kept her hair down. When she was ready he just stood in awe, she was so beautiful. Before they left she put a note on her door telling her family where she had gone. Then they shimmered to one of the rooms of the club. She saw some other young men and women, who suddenly bowed down.
She rolled her eyes. "Get up!" They did as they were told.
"Hello." Fin walked over to her and put out his hand, the rumors were true.
"Paris." She replied and took his hand, he kissed it.
The guys had crowded around her and she loved the attention, but she could hear the music playing, and her body itched to dance. She turned to Neal. "Let's go." She grabbed his hand and they walked out to the dance floor.
She smiled happily and began to dance. She moved her body to the music, using all the latest dance moves. Neal wasn't too bad at dancing and she was happy she decided to come. They danced for a while and then went to find a table with the others.
They sat at a booth and drinks where already ordered when they arrived. She took a sip of hers and decided to get a conversation going. "So, who are you all?"
"I'm Fin." A boy with blonde hair, put into spikes; he reminded her of one of Todd's friends. The other boy she had met while at Neal's room was there as well. The other boys names where Rob, Dan, and Simon, and the girl's were Hazel, Tonia, Willow, and Kenya.
They were all demon trainees, and they seemed very personable. The girls were nice to her, which could be because she was the sources daughter but they were nice none the less. Suddenly Paris saw a familiar face, unwelcome as it was. "Oh God!" she cried, and they looked at her and asked what was wrong.
Paris pointed to a boy sitting across from them; he was with a group of friends. "Toby."
"Huh?" Rob asked, if she didn't like him why wasn't he dead?
"Human?" Kenya asked. "Boyfriend or at least he wants to be."
Paris smiled "You're telepathic!"
Kenya nodded.
"Cool, so-!" Paris replied but was cut of by Neal.
"Why are you mad he's here?" Neal asked he suddenly didn't like the guy.
"Well, he likes me and well." Paris told them the story. They looked at her in understanding.
"Why don't we make him hungry?" Willow arched an eyebrow, and pointed to the bar counter which was quite close to where Todd and his friends were sitting.
"Love it!" Paris replied. "But, what will the-"
"Demon." Kenya told her.
"What are we waiting for?" Tonia asked them and got up and walked toward the bar.
The guys just watched them in amusement. Kenya spoke with the bar tender and he smiled at Paris. The girl's got onto the bar top and Tonia grabbed a megaphone.
She shouted "Hey everyone! Let's get this party started!" and with that the D.J. started a new song suitable for the girls on the bar to dance to. This had gotten Toby and his friends' attention. Neal could see the smile across Toby's and the other guy's faces at the table as Paris and the girls danced seductively. The females at the table just watched disapprovingly. Paris danced as the music played moving her arms and legs to the beat. She saw the men at the table and turned her back to them and squatted down her butt smack in front of them moving it to the beat. As she rose to stand she did so with her bottom first then upper body. Hoots and hollers came from the crowd, as she and the girls danced. Paris motioned for the crowd to slit down the middle and it did giving her room to jump onto the dance floor, where she began her own dance number. Toby got out of his seat and walked over to her, when she saw him a sly smile crossed her lips and she began to dance with him. Her back side forcefully pushing his front side, she could feel his delight. She looked around and saw her next victim, walking away from Toby, and coming toward Neal. She stood at the table and smiled "Neal?" she put her hand out and motion for him to come. He did but not like she expected, he just stood in front of her and looked her in the eye. He didn't like the way she had danced with Toby.
"What's wrong?" she asked him putting her arms around his neck.
"Just not in the mood to dance." He told her.
She narrowed her eyes, and backed away slowly swaying to the music, then she swayed up to him closing in the space between them. She turned her back to him, her hair hitting him in the face. She moved her waist forcefully against him, she the leaned back into him and caressing his legs as she continued to shake her butt rapidly as the beat became faster. He was trying to keep himself composed. She was getting annoyed, so she did something she wouldn't normally do. She turned to face him.
"Am I not enticing enough for you?" She asked still moving to the music.
He shook his head as a no, even though he was lying.
She then did something she had seen done in a movie, she moved her hand and grabbed his groin not to hard but not to soft. His eyes widened when she did it, and she smiled "Does that entice you?" He nodded dumbly, and he danced with her. She smiled content with getting her way. She could feel Neal's excitement, and her smile grew even larger.
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After they had had enough at the club, they shimmered to the demon dimension or more specifically the Neal's room.
Paris smiled. "I had fun."
"I'm glad." He replied; he watched her sit on his bed.
"I think I definitely made Toby pissed." Paris said triumphantly.
Neal frowned he didn't like being used to get back at someone. "Is that why you did what you did?"
Paris looked at him confused; she rose from the bed and walked to him. "What I did?"
"Yes, your little show." Neal stated.
"No, I was having a good time. If you think I was using you to get back at him, then you must be a stupid." She began. "What happened with you had nothing to do with him."
Neal wasn't convinced. "What is it with you? Just because you're the daughter of the source you think you can control anyone; me in particular like some lap dog."
"Lap dog?" Paris glared at him "You think I want to be this powerful person?!"
"Obviously! The way you," He didn't know how to put the sexual instances they had had. "play."
"The way I play?! You think I act like that with everyone." She frowned "Sorry but I am no slut!"
"Really?" Neal moved closer to her, he wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine. "So then what was this?!" He grabbed her and pulled her close. He began to caress her waist and moved his hands underneath her zipper and pulled her up by the crotch. She instantly wrapped her legs around him.
"What are you doing?" She asked him as he kissed her neck passionately. He had lost site of revenge and was now concentrating on pleasure. He couldn't help it he was drawn to her.
He pushed her back against the wall, and she began to kiss his neck "What are you doing?" he asked surprised that she wasn't fighting.
"I don't know. " she stopped thinking for a moment. They stared at each other, not knowing exactly what they were doing. "Should we stop?"
"I will if you will." He told her.
She nodded "I think it would be best." She got off of him, and sat down on his bed. They both thought for a moment, and then simultaneously ran at each other.
"I don't. Think. You should. Be. Here." He told her between kisses.
"Your. Right." She replied when her lips weren't locked in his.
"At. Three. We stop." He managed. "One."
"Two." she replied.
".three." He responded. But all that did was make them land on his bed, undressing each other quickly. Soon, they found each other, and became one in their passion.
----Please review. ~Alana----