[Takes Place The Night Before] Calling His Bluff

[sensethevisions]

Even though what good judgment she sometimes possessed was screaming at her not to do this, Phoebe was on her way to meet Belthazor. He claimed that he could take her to Paris and she was wondering what would happen when he couldn't fulfill his promise.

She shook her head, laughing at herself that she was actually going to meet the boy who could weave such wonderfully pretty lies...but he was drop dead gorgeous so she'd forgive him when he couldn't take the two of them to Paris.

She brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and sat down on one of the benches where she had agreed to meet up with him.

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[sensethevisions]

Again, Belthazor was moving them with that thing he did and she held on tightly to him. When they stopped or appeared or whatever, they were in this really nice hotel room.

She turned and looked at Belthazor with intrigue in her eyes.

"You...are just full of surprises, aren't you?"

[demonbelthazor]

"It's my dad's place," he said with a nonchalant shrug. "Well, my foster dad. Kinda. Grab something from the mini-bar and let's make the most of this place." He paused and grinned at her. "The bathtub's huge."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe went to the bar and took out a tiny bottle of tequila, then went and sat down on the bed.

"It's a feather bed," she said in delight as she opened the bottle and took a shot of tequila.

[demonbelthazor]

"Much better than straw," he muttered to himself.

He rummaged through the bar. The suite was supposed to be kept fully stocked in the event of any unplanned visit per Raynor's instructions. He found a lemon and some salt. "Ever done body shots?" he asked Phoebe, grinning wickedly.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe cocked her head and looked at Belthazor.

"Nope, can't say that I ever have. How do they work?"

[demonbelthazor]

He grinned even more. "Like this," he said, bringing another bottle of tequila, a lemon wedge, and salt over to the bed. He bent his head and licked her neck, then sprinkled salt there and had her put the lemon slice in her mouth. Opening the tequila, he licked the line of salt from her neck, downed the little bottle of tequila, then kissed her and sucked the lemon from her lips.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe's eyes widened and then she sighed. "Oh I see..."

She moved off of the bed and got some more lemons and some more of the little tequila bottles and brought them to the bed.

She gave him a lemon wedge and then leaned down and licked his neck. The was a gleam in her eyes as she sprinkled salt onto his neck. She opened the bottle and then proceeded to mirror his actions, sucking the lemon from his lips.

"Oh...I like this game."

[demonbelthazor]

He sprinkled more salt on her shoulder and did another shot. "Plenty of games I can show you, baby," he said.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe's eyes lit up and then she smirked.

"So...I can do a body shot off of any part of your body?" she asked as she did one off of his throat.

"Games...I like learning new games."

[demonbelthazor]

He leaned back on the bed. "Anywhere you want, baby."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe kneeled beside him on the bed and pushed his shirt up to expose his chest. With a wicked grin, she licked along the center and then poured salt. She licked the salt up, downed the tequila and then sucked at the lemon and his lips.

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor grabbed Phoebe's shoulders and pulled her down against him. "Last chance to be a good girl and go home," he murmured, nibbling at her neck.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe murmured something and shook her head. She was enjoying being with him.

"I don't want to be a good girl, Belthazor."

[demonbelthazor]

A wolfish smile on his face, he sat up and reached behind him to pull the blankets down on the bed. He guided Phoebe to the center of the bed and eased his body over hers. "My kind of girl," he said, pulling the sheet over them, fading to black and thus disappointing anyone reading this post and waiting for porn.