sleepswthdemons: (Deep Kiss)
Phoebe Halliwell ([personal profile] sleepswthdemons) wrote2008-01-06 01:18 am

44 Blueberry Hill, Late Saturday Night

Phoebe and Cole made it to the house shortly after Phoebe closed down All Souls. Yes, shimmering would have been faster, but she had wanted to walk through to town with him. She opened the door and made it to the bottom of the steps, before she tugged Cole closer to her.

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-06 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I love to make you moan," Cole said with a wicked grin.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-06 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoebe smiled. "That makes two of us, you know."

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"You love me to make you moan, or you love making me moan?" Cole teased, nipping at the juncture of her shoulder and her neck.

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"What do you want more right now?" Cole murmured against her neck.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Phoebe shivered and tried to pull him closer. They had always been very good at driving each other crazy so she smiled, running her fingers through his hair.

"Make me moan, my Beloved Lord," she whispered

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Cole was more than happy to fulfill that request as he ducked his head down and began to lavish attention on her breasts with his mouth. One hand slid down her body, and his fingers wandered between her thighs.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Phoebe moaned softly, squirming against him as he ran her hand down his side, nails scratchinmg lightly at his hip.

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Cole rolled over on to his side, pressing his body against her back. His hand kept skillfully teasing her as he it gently on her neck.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Phoebe gasped softly and tilted her head for him. She squirmed a little against his hand as she pressed back against him.

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
His free hand came around her throat again, squeezing gently, making sure she couldn't pull away. Not that he thought she had any intention of doing so, however.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
She indeed had no intention of pulling away, and she reached back to let her hand explore him.

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
His breathing quickened as he rocked his hips against Phoebe's ass, leaving no doubt as to how aroused he was. "Phoebe," he groaned softly. "Bright One. . . ."

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Cole," she murmured. "I need you..." She shivered, moving back against him again.
Edited 2008-01-07 04:30 (UTC)

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Need you, too," Cole growled, his fingers sliding in and out of her. His body was aching for her, but he wanted to hear her beg for him, first.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Cole..." she whimpered, squirming against him. "I need you..."

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
That was enough for him. A hungry rumble came from his throat, and then he was pushing Phoebe on to her hands and knees and moving behind her. He took hold of her hips with his hands and with no hesitation, he pushed his cock inside her with a forceful thrust.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Feeling him enter her drew a low moan from Phoebe's throat and she shivered slightly. She pushed back against him, loving how deep she could feel him.

"Cole... gods..."

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
His response was another growl as he leaned over her back, just savoring the feel of her around him for a moment. "My Bright One," he said, nuzzling the back of her neck.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoebe balanced on her knees and lifted up slightly so she could reach an arm back and wrap it around his neck.

"My Beloved Lod," she whispered. "God, I love you so much."

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Love you," Cole said raggedly, one hand on her throat, one around her waist as he started to move. Being joined to her like this made him feel so complete.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoebe closed her eyes, relishing the feel of the two of them being together like this. She felt lke she was melting into him with evey move that he made.
Edited 2008-01-07 23:52 (UTC)

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
He'd always been so gentle with Phoebe at first, not wanting to hurt her or frighten her. But then she'd thwapped him upside the head and told him she wasn't a fragile doll, and she wanted all his hungers. He couldn't overcome his hesitations immediately, but eventually he'd realized that, yes, he wouldn't break her, and she could handle -- and deserve -- being claimed as his mate. So he started out slowly, but then began to snap his hips forward more forcefully, making slow, hard, deep thrusts into her.

[identity profile] sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Phoebe was very glad that she had gotten Cole past handling her with kid gloves. Evey thrust from him was met with a low moan of pleasure as she balled her hands in the sheet. With every move he made she could fell her nerves becoming more and moe sensitized.

[identity profile] holdingontolove.livejournal.com 2008-01-09 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
One arm was still around her waist, and he dipped that hand down so that he could use his fingers to stroke her, matching the rhythm of his trusts. He kissed her shoulder, groaning her name.