Authors note: Yep been a long time. Well this story is getting back started
again.. So here we go
Phoenix, snug in a only long white t-shirt that lay only half buttoned, sits on the couch cross legged flipping through channels on the television. Annoyance strikes her that with all the channels satellite offers she couldn't find anything on. Suddenly, the t.v. turns off and seizes to work. She presses the power on and off button but all she gets is static.
"What the hell"
She stands up to go figure out why her appliance had suddenly stopped working to find Cole standing in front of her. She shrieks a bit and jumps backwards.
"Cole I thought I warned you."
Cole shows no fear as he takes a step towards her, outstretching his hand towards her. He smiles softly.
"Phee, you know I am not going to hurt you. I have had plenty of opportunities to already. I know who you are. Just tell me we can go see your sisters."
Phoenix laughs and offers Cole to sit down concerned.
"That car accident really messed you up in the head. Don't worry I can call Prue, I don't know if she can heal evil though."
Cole stops, jaw opened as he hears the mention of Prue's name realizing his assumption was wrong. He stares at her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Prue, Prue you know Prue. Your not Prue. Well where is she?"
Phoenix shrugs, a little annoyed that Cole had returned, and more annoyed at herself that she was letting her guard down. She crosses her legs, realizing a good portion of her body is exposed due to her lack of clothes. She felt embarrassed, as she struggles to cover her flesh. She buttons the shirt all the way up, covering her cleavage that was already attracting Cole's eyes.
"Probably out with other charges."
Cole realized, finally, that Prue must be Phoenix white lighter, and breathes a sigh of relief that he wasn't attracted to Prue. That would just be too odd for him. Realizing how uncomfortable Phoenix looked, he took of his leather jacket, exposing he large, muscular arms and hands it over to the blonde that still struggles to cover herself.
"You don't have to feel uncomfortable. I am a former demon. It's not like I am going to rape your or something Phee."
The thoughts of his skin on top of hers begins to race through his mind. He begins to imagine how her chest and thighs would feel below his finger tips, and the taste of her lips as well. He astonishes himself at the thoughts that had quickly entered his mind, as he hasn't thought those things about anyone but Phoebe before.
"I just... You know I am not the bad guy. If you really thought that you would have vanquished me at the hospital."
He moves a bit closer testing the waters as Phoenix slings his jacket across her lap. She stares at him, knowing his was right. He was the first friend she had made here, besides Prue, and was grateful she at least had SOMEONE to talk about her magic with. She lets out a sigh of defeat.
"Coleridge Turner, if your screwing me over, I swear to you...."
Cole lets out a deep laugh and with a wave of his hand, the t.v. returns to normal. Phoenix leans across and rests her head on his chest as she watches the late night movie that comes on, to lazy to change to channel, and too comfortable. Coles arm reaches around the back of her and rests underneath his jacket on her leg. He smiles at the touch of her skin and inhales the scent of her shampoo, as he watches her chest rise and fall with each breath. He struggles to keep his breath as well, as his thumb begins to softly caress her skin by moving back and fourth slowly, the action feeling nice to both of them, and causes Phoenix to self-consciously cuddle up closer to his warm body. Cole smiles, as he takes his chances, and begins to creep farther up her thigh, his hand now tracing the outline of her red, satin thong. Phoenix tilts her head up and stares him in the eyes.
"Cole, I believe your hands trying to flee North."
Cole chuckles and for a brief second stares into his eyes before leaning down and hovering over her face, he gently slides his tongue inside her mouth and begins to explore its warmth. He leans her back on the couch as he crawls on top of her. Phoenix begins to breathe heavier, as it is her who deepens the kiss, hungrily begins to suck on his tongue in anticipation of what's to come. Cole takes off the shirt that is only covering her, and throws it across the front room, never looking up to where it falls. He then reaches behind her to release the red bra that restricts her breasts, as Phoenix struggles to pull down the zipper of his jeans. Tracing the outline of her chest with his tongue, he smiles at the sounds of pleasure escaping her mouth, as he feels her slip of his jeans. Making his way down to her stomach, he pulls her thong off with his teeth, as a deep moan escapes from his throat feeling her hands massaging his manhood. Rolling off the couch, Cole eagerly thrusts into her, as begins to bite at her neck, the sounds escaping Phoenix lips uncontrollable anymore. As Cole thrusts into her more, each time gaining speed, both of them are completely involved in each other too much to realize Prue had silently orbed in and saw the scene in front of her. She watches for a split second, as if her body doesn't process what is happening and then orbs out and heads to the manor. However, the unseen circle of protection zaps her away before she can rely the story to her sisters.
Phoebe lays at home alone, as she flips through old notes Cole had written to her. A few tears fall down her porcelain like skin, as she cries out for Cole. His words cause a tear to come to her eyes, as she places a hand on her stomach and bite her lower lip.
Phoenix, snug in a only long white t-shirt that lay only half buttoned, sits on the couch cross legged flipping through channels on the television. Annoyance strikes her that with all the channels satellite offers she couldn't find anything on. Suddenly, the t.v. turns off and seizes to work. She presses the power on and off button but all she gets is static.
"What the hell"
She stands up to go figure out why her appliance had suddenly stopped working to find Cole standing in front of her. She shrieks a bit and jumps backwards.
"Cole I thought I warned you."
Cole shows no fear as he takes a step towards her, outstretching his hand towards her. He smiles softly.
"Phee, you know I am not going to hurt you. I have had plenty of opportunities to already. I know who you are. Just tell me we can go see your sisters."
Phoenix laughs and offers Cole to sit down concerned.
"That car accident really messed you up in the head. Don't worry I can call Prue, I don't know if she can heal evil though."
Cole stops, jaw opened as he hears the mention of Prue's name realizing his assumption was wrong. He stares at her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Prue, Prue you know Prue. Your not Prue. Well where is she?"
Phoenix shrugs, a little annoyed that Cole had returned, and more annoyed at herself that she was letting her guard down. She crosses her legs, realizing a good portion of her body is exposed due to her lack of clothes. She felt embarrassed, as she struggles to cover her flesh. She buttons the shirt all the way up, covering her cleavage that was already attracting Cole's eyes.
"Probably out with other charges."
Cole realized, finally, that Prue must be Phoenix white lighter, and breathes a sigh of relief that he wasn't attracted to Prue. That would just be too odd for him. Realizing how uncomfortable Phoenix looked, he took of his leather jacket, exposing he large, muscular arms and hands it over to the blonde that still struggles to cover herself.
"You don't have to feel uncomfortable. I am a former demon. It's not like I am going to rape your or something Phee."
The thoughts of his skin on top of hers begins to race through his mind. He begins to imagine how her chest and thighs would feel below his finger tips, and the taste of her lips as well. He astonishes himself at the thoughts that had quickly entered his mind, as he hasn't thought those things about anyone but Phoebe before.
"I just... You know I am not the bad guy. If you really thought that you would have vanquished me at the hospital."
He moves a bit closer testing the waters as Phoenix slings his jacket across her lap. She stares at him, knowing his was right. He was the first friend she had made here, besides Prue, and was grateful she at least had SOMEONE to talk about her magic with. She lets out a sigh of defeat.
"Coleridge Turner, if your screwing me over, I swear to you...."
Cole lets out a deep laugh and with a wave of his hand, the t.v. returns to normal. Phoenix leans across and rests her head on his chest as she watches the late night movie that comes on, to lazy to change to channel, and too comfortable. Coles arm reaches around the back of her and rests underneath his jacket on her leg. He smiles at the touch of her skin and inhales the scent of her shampoo, as he watches her chest rise and fall with each breath. He struggles to keep his breath as well, as his thumb begins to softly caress her skin by moving back and fourth slowly, the action feeling nice to both of them, and causes Phoenix to self-consciously cuddle up closer to his warm body. Cole smiles, as he takes his chances, and begins to creep farther up her thigh, his hand now tracing the outline of her red, satin thong. Phoenix tilts her head up and stares him in the eyes.
"Cole, I believe your hands trying to flee North."
Cole chuckles and for a brief second stares into his eyes before leaning down and hovering over her face, he gently slides his tongue inside her mouth and begins to explore its warmth. He leans her back on the couch as he crawls on top of her. Phoenix begins to breathe heavier, as it is her who deepens the kiss, hungrily begins to suck on his tongue in anticipation of what's to come. Cole takes off the shirt that is only covering her, and throws it across the front room, never looking up to where it falls. He then reaches behind her to release the red bra that restricts her breasts, as Phoenix struggles to pull down the zipper of his jeans. Tracing the outline of her chest with his tongue, he smiles at the sounds of pleasure escaping her mouth, as he feels her slip of his jeans. Making his way down to her stomach, he pulls her thong off with his teeth, as a deep moan escapes from his throat feeling her hands massaging his manhood. Rolling off the couch, Cole eagerly thrusts into her, as begins to bite at her neck, the sounds escaping Phoenix lips uncontrollable anymore. As Cole thrusts into her more, each time gaining speed, both of them are completely involved in each other too much to realize Prue had silently orbed in and saw the scene in front of her. She watches for a split second, as if her body doesn't process what is happening and then orbs out and heads to the manor. However, the unseen circle of protection zaps her away before she can rely the story to her sisters.
Phoebe lays at home alone, as she flips through old notes Cole had written to her. A few tears fall down her porcelain like skin, as she cries out for Cole. His words cause a tear to come to her eyes, as she places a hand on her stomach and bite her lower lip.