----Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, I only own Paris. Notes: ^^Thoughts^^--
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Chapter Fourteen: Never Been To Heaven
Paris got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her; she quickly put on a white beater, and a pair of boxers. She shimmered to the kitchen to get a drink, she pulled out an ice cold Dr. Pepper, and then went to the pantry to get some Doritos. After she had gotten her food, she shimmered into the living room couch. She turned on the TV, and watched some old movie that was playing. When she heard footsteps, she quickly sensed where the person was; she shimmered behind the person, and gave him a big kiss. When she opened her eyes to see the surprise of Seth's face, a look of sheer horror rose inside her as she found it was Neal.
"Hi." She said weakly.
"Nice greeting." He smiled, and came in for more. She let him not knowing what else to do, unfortunately she heard the sound of an orb, and opened her eyes. Still locked in the kiss saw the expression on Seth's face, she quickly pushed Neal away.
"Seth." She smiled, her back turned to Neal. She mouthed the words 'I thought it was you.' He smiled reassuring her that he understood. She sighed in relief.
"So Neal?" Seth began. "To what honor do we owe this visit?" He gave a dashing smirk making Paris's knees almost give way. Seth saw her reaction and smiled, he held her up with his powers. He felt her lean into them comfortingly; he had to control himself from not going over to her and giving her a long passionate kiss. Unfortunate for him, Paris's naughty side was taking over. Two men can do that to a girl, especially if she is half good, and half bad. She shimmered into the kitchen knowing that Seth would find her immediately. He was after all her whitelighter and they had a special bond. When he found her she jumped on him, causing him to fall to the floor. She began to kiss him nonstop. "Paris, Neal is here." He told her, but she just continued.
"Your point?" She asked him, sucking his neck to get a rise from him.
"Demon." He said thinking that it would explain everything.
"Then cloak us out of his sight." She told him.
He did, but Seth was still new to the whole whitelighter gig, and with Paris arousing passion inside of him and Neal shimmering into the kitchen. His concentration level was lowering. "I can't keep this up." He told her.
"I can." She replied, but not to the cloaking aspect.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head, both in pleasure and in frustration. "I am serious."
She sighed. "Fine." She shimmered them into the living room. They quickly got off of each other, and Neal found them soon after.
His eyebrow rose "What's going on?" He questioned.
"Practicing witchy stuff." She said innocently.
"Yes, she is becoming very bewitching." Seth replied. Paris couldn't help but giggle.
"Really?" She asked. "Do you think so?" She gave him a seductive glance.
Seth cleared his throat "Very much."
"Anyway." Neal turned the conversation else where. He had no clue what was going on, but something was up. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight. Maybe to the ying yang?" He put his arms around her waist.
Seth narrowed his eyes in disgust. "She's got some work to do, you know with graduation and all." He told him.
Neal gave Seth a go-to-hell look. "I think she can speak for herself."
"I," Paris thought of how to word it. "I really have a lot to do. And I think," She searched her mind for a BS answer that would sound persuasive. "Of homework and witchy stuff so I don't have any time." She gave a weak smile.
"Alright then, do you need any help?" Neal asked, he wanted to spend some time with her, but it didn't seem she had any to spare.
Paris felt bad; after all he was her boyfriend, but Seth. She just couldn't explain it, how right it felt. "It would go faster if I did it myself." She gave him a small kiss on the lips, before he shimmered out of the room.
"That went well." Seth said sarcastically.
"Yeah, almost too well." She replied. She hadn't meant it to sound as if she was judging him, or implying anything but it had. Her brow furrowed in thought. "Something's not right." She stated.
"Paris," Seth was serious now. "what was that?" He had been thinking, and he wanted to know what he meant to her. Why had she slept with him? Did it mean anything?
"That?" She was confused "That was Neal." ^^What was he talking about? ^^
"I meant before Neal arrived." He replied.
"Oh." She didn't know what to say, but she owed him an explanation. "It was romantic, and lovely, and-"
"I am being serious. You have two men wrapped around your finger, and you can only have one." He told her.
"I am serious." She sighed. "With Neal it was, well it wasn't like what it was with you." She was close to him; they were only standing a foot apart. "I mean it was completely innocent, and even though I knew I shouldn't have it felt so right. When I'm with Neal it's good, it's great but, you." Her eyes were wide. "You were like nothing I've ever felt before. I have never been to heaven, but I think I can guess now what it's like." She smiled at him. The smile was pure, and true. She meant every word she said.
"So does that mean; Neal is out of the picture?" Seth wrapped his arms around her waist.
She looked at him, their eyes locked to each others. She nodded, "As soon as I can figure out how to tell him." Seth smiled, and leaned in for a kiss, she accepted the invitation. Little did they know a figure was watching. Neal stood in the shadows watching the two. He was red with anger and betrayal, and now he had no sympathy for his job. After all a demon's motto is 'an eye for an eye'.
----Please review. ~Alana----
Chapter Fourteen: Never Been To Heaven
Paris got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her; she quickly put on a white beater, and a pair of boxers. She shimmered to the kitchen to get a drink, she pulled out an ice cold Dr. Pepper, and then went to the pantry to get some Doritos. After she had gotten her food, she shimmered into the living room couch. She turned on the TV, and watched some old movie that was playing. When she heard footsteps, she quickly sensed where the person was; she shimmered behind the person, and gave him a big kiss. When she opened her eyes to see the surprise of Seth's face, a look of sheer horror rose inside her as she found it was Neal.
"Hi." She said weakly.
"Nice greeting." He smiled, and came in for more. She let him not knowing what else to do, unfortunately she heard the sound of an orb, and opened her eyes. Still locked in the kiss saw the expression on Seth's face, she quickly pushed Neal away.
"Seth." She smiled, her back turned to Neal. She mouthed the words 'I thought it was you.' He smiled reassuring her that he understood. She sighed in relief.
"So Neal?" Seth began. "To what honor do we owe this visit?" He gave a dashing smirk making Paris's knees almost give way. Seth saw her reaction and smiled, he held her up with his powers. He felt her lean into them comfortingly; he had to control himself from not going over to her and giving her a long passionate kiss. Unfortunate for him, Paris's naughty side was taking over. Two men can do that to a girl, especially if she is half good, and half bad. She shimmered into the kitchen knowing that Seth would find her immediately. He was after all her whitelighter and they had a special bond. When he found her she jumped on him, causing him to fall to the floor. She began to kiss him nonstop. "Paris, Neal is here." He told her, but she just continued.
"Your point?" She asked him, sucking his neck to get a rise from him.
"Demon." He said thinking that it would explain everything.
"Then cloak us out of his sight." She told him.
He did, but Seth was still new to the whole whitelighter gig, and with Paris arousing passion inside of him and Neal shimmering into the kitchen. His concentration level was lowering. "I can't keep this up." He told her.
"I can." She replied, but not to the cloaking aspect.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head, both in pleasure and in frustration. "I am serious."
She sighed. "Fine." She shimmered them into the living room. They quickly got off of each other, and Neal found them soon after.
His eyebrow rose "What's going on?" He questioned.
"Practicing witchy stuff." She said innocently.
"Yes, she is becoming very bewitching." Seth replied. Paris couldn't help but giggle.
"Really?" She asked. "Do you think so?" She gave him a seductive glance.
Seth cleared his throat "Very much."
"Anyway." Neal turned the conversation else where. He had no clue what was going on, but something was up. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight. Maybe to the ying yang?" He put his arms around her waist.
Seth narrowed his eyes in disgust. "She's got some work to do, you know with graduation and all." He told him.
Neal gave Seth a go-to-hell look. "I think she can speak for herself."
"I," Paris thought of how to word it. "I really have a lot to do. And I think," She searched her mind for a BS answer that would sound persuasive. "Of homework and witchy stuff so I don't have any time." She gave a weak smile.
"Alright then, do you need any help?" Neal asked, he wanted to spend some time with her, but it didn't seem she had any to spare.
Paris felt bad; after all he was her boyfriend, but Seth. She just couldn't explain it, how right it felt. "It would go faster if I did it myself." She gave him a small kiss on the lips, before he shimmered out of the room.
"That went well." Seth said sarcastically.
"Yeah, almost too well." She replied. She hadn't meant it to sound as if she was judging him, or implying anything but it had. Her brow furrowed in thought. "Something's not right." She stated.
"Paris," Seth was serious now. "what was that?" He had been thinking, and he wanted to know what he meant to her. Why had she slept with him? Did it mean anything?
"That?" She was confused "That was Neal." ^^What was he talking about? ^^
"I meant before Neal arrived." He replied.
"Oh." She didn't know what to say, but she owed him an explanation. "It was romantic, and lovely, and-"
"I am being serious. You have two men wrapped around your finger, and you can only have one." He told her.
"I am serious." She sighed. "With Neal it was, well it wasn't like what it was with you." She was close to him; they were only standing a foot apart. "I mean it was completely innocent, and even though I knew I shouldn't have it felt so right. When I'm with Neal it's good, it's great but, you." Her eyes were wide. "You were like nothing I've ever felt before. I have never been to heaven, but I think I can guess now what it's like." She smiled at him. The smile was pure, and true. She meant every word she said.
"So does that mean; Neal is out of the picture?" Seth wrapped his arms around her waist.
She looked at him, their eyes locked to each others. She nodded, "As soon as I can figure out how to tell him." Seth smiled, and leaned in for a kiss, she accepted the invitation. Little did they know a figure was watching. Neal stood in the shadows watching the two. He was red with anger and betrayal, and now he had no sympathy for his job. After all a demon's motto is 'an eye for an eye'.
----Please review. ~Alana----