Sweet Seduction

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My head was throbbing. "Mmmm..." I moaned as I rubbed the side of my skull and opened my eyes to see Prue kneeling next to me and Piper standing next to her, both of them staring at me with relieved faces.

Prue placed her hand under my shoulder to help me sit up and asked, "Are you okay?"

I continued to rub my head and looked into Prue's confused eyes. "I.. think so," I managed to say without fainting again. "How long...?" I started but couldn't finish.

"A minute or two," Prue said, "We were worried. Piper nearly ruined dinner." Piper's lip curled.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" I said and fumbled up to my feet, only to fall back down onto my butt.

Prue grabbed me under my arms. "Whoa, there, girlie. Piper, help me get her over to a chair."

They both pulled me over to a wooden chair. "I guess I shouldn't get up so quickly, huh?" I said childishly. They gave a look to each other. "Seriously, though, is dinner ruined? I was really looking forward to it."

Piper smiled. "No, it's fine. But we're a bit more concerned about you right now. What happened?"

I didn't know what to say without explaining the fact that I'm the slutty daughter of The Source that sleeps with demons that do "good" deeds, and the memories were so painful, I couldn't handle them. "I just faint... sometimes..." I said, knowing that they weren't buying it.

"You stared at the knife the whole time, though... Didn't that have something to do with it?" Piper asked, glancing from me to Prue, who wouldn't take her dumbfounded eyes off of me.

"I..." I began but nothing came out. The sisters stared at me more with unchanging expressions. I sighed and said, "I guess I was thinking about certain times in the Underworld when I would be attacked by demons. It becomes overwhelming." 'Hopefully they bought that.'

Piper nodded. "Oh, okay, I understand then. It happened a lot?"

The middle sister walked back over to the vegetables while Prue stood there watching me still. My face flushed again, so I dropped my face to look at my hands. "Yeah. A lot," I mumbled under my breath.

Then a noise came from out in the hall which caused me to jump up. Prue turned around to the doorway where another woman stood. She had blonde hair, but a dark shade; she wore jeans, a pink, long-sleeved buttoned-shirt that was unbuttoned, and a thin, white tanktop underneath. I could tell by when Prue spoke earlier that this must've been Phoebe. She looked more free-spirited than Prue and Piper. I smiled at her.

"Hey guys," Phoebe said, her voice filled with happiness. "Oh! Who is this?" she added, giving me a cheeky smile.

"I'm Delilah," I said.

Her smile faded a little. "Are you in trouble? Did I miss something?"

Prue shook her head, and Piper added, "No. She's from the Underworld and got away, finding us."

"Whoa, the Underworld, huh?" Phoebe said, sitting in the chair across from me. "Why were you there?"

"I grew up there... I've lived there all my life," I said with little emotion. Her face became flushed with confusion. I sighed, then grimaced at the pain from my sore head.

Prue must've noticed my discontent look, so she spoke for me, replaying nearly exactly what I'd told her and Piper when I'd first arrived. "Yeah, that's what happened," I said, smiling thankfully at Prue who smiled back.

"Wow, I can't believe it," Phoebe said, her eyes locked on me. Her mouth opened to say more, but she closed it, for reasons I'm unsure of.

Piper stopped, suddenly, with her dinner making. I glanced over to her and saw her look around the white machine Prue stood by. "Um.. Delilah, will you excuse us for a moment? Sorry."

"Sure." I needed the time to gather my thoughts anyway. They exited together through the archway, Phoebe's and Prue's faces wondering why they were to leave. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to forget the past memory that was haunting me. Eventually, it faded. Then I had to focus again on where the girls had gone, and what they were saying.

I think they were back in the room where I was before, with the couch and chairs and such. I heard a smooch and a little snickering from two people. "Shush," Piper scolded, a smile shining within her voice. "Did you find anything out?" she asked someone.

"No, They have no idea who she is," said that male voice from before. 'Leo, wasn't it?' I pondered. "She could just be an innocent," he suggested.

"I don't understand why a demon - well, The Source - would just take any baby found wherever she was and take her into the Underworld just to keep her there," Piper questioned.

"There must be more to the story," Phoebe said. "She could be too afraid to say anything. Or maybe if she does say something, it could wind up getting us hurt."

I gulped hard and hoped they would keep guessing wrong reasons. They seemed to be very curious about me, and they weren't going to stop with their questions.

"Well," Piper said and sighed dramatically, "she doesn't have anywhere else to go, and we definitely can't let her out on the streets. Do you think she should stay here or...?"

"Do you guys really think you can trust her that much?" Leo asked.

"Leo, she's afraid," Prue spoke suddenly.

"And I don't think she's 'all there'," Piper added.

There was a brief pause.

"She zoned out and fainted earlier; that's what I mean by that," she explained.

"I think she seems harmless," Phoebe said nicely.

"Why are you so happy today? Class go good or what?" asked Piper sharply. I guess Phoebe wasn't usually as chipper.

"Well, Cole surprised me today after class, amazingly. You know how those bounty hunters have been," she said with a huff, then continued, "He told me that he should be okay for a while now, and he wants to spend the entire day with me tomorrow. Y'know, the beach, romantic dinner, our secret getaway. Hopefully there's no demons for us... or you two."

"Well thanks!" Piper snapped with a smacking noise that made me flinch with concern, but Phoebe giggled.

"We're both happy for you, Pheebs," Prue replied in a content tone.

"Thank you," Phoebe said, her voice flooded with cheerfulness. "He should be here around nine tomorrow."

"Sounds like you're not having any issues then, which is good because I'm being called. I'll be back later tonight, okay?" Leo said to Piper, a kiss snapped in the air along with whirl-noises.

I ended the focusing and wondered who Cole was. He sounded like quite the charmer, but I wondered why he'd be taking on bounty hunters. Maybe he was a warlock. A good one, perhaps? Obviously he wouldn't be a bad one, or I don't think Prue or Piper would allow their younger sister to date him. Unless they didn't know he was evil. Like me.

The three women entered the kitchen. Piper walked back over to the counters to finish our dinner. Prue and Phoebe joined me at the table; Phoebe was grinning from ear to ear; Prue, when I glanced at her, smiled lightly. I smiled back, my cheeks turning pink, so I looked down at my fingers that were clamped onto each other. My nose suddenly was filled with an amazing aroma that caused my stomach to turn over excitedly. "Mmm, what is that?"

Piper came to my side and placed a plate filled with glistening food in front of me. "It's turkey glazed over with my secret sauce, toasted and seasoned potatoes, fresh, steamed vegetables, and there's blueberry pie for dessert."

My jaw dropped at her words, as my stomach flared. "I hope you didn't do this all for just me.." I breathed.

Her smile was warm like her voice, "Not just for you, but I do hope you feel more welcome here."

"Piper always likes to show off her cooking skills, don't worry," Phoebe added with her large smirk.

We ate together peacefully. The sisters talked to each other about their day so far: Phoebe's included a long lesson about the behavior of a widow and has to write a four page essay about it; Piper had grocery-shopped and almost was run over by an elderly couple; and Prue had taken a few photos of a famous writer that none of the us had heard of. I, thankfully, didn't have to explain anything else to the sisters then. But Phoebe did bring up, while grabbing the empty pie dishes to wash them, the sleeping arrangements.

"Oh, it's fine, I can sleep on the couch," I said, smiling.

"Don't be silly, you can sleep in my room," Prue said, flashing her gorgeous smile my way.

My cheeks flushed again. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely. I don't care about sleep since I'm off from work tomorrow," she said with a relaxed sigh.

Piper helped Phoebe with the washing, while Prue led me through the hallway, up the stairs, and into another hallway with a bunch of doors. "Hope I don't get lost," I mumbled.

Prue smirked and replied, "You'll get used to it." She opened a door that opened to a room with a big bed and different pieces of furniture. It was neat and organized. "And here's where you'll stay. The bathroom is the door out in the hall to your left."

"Wow, thank you," I said. "You guys really shouldn't be taking care of me like this; it's way too much."

"Hey, it's fine. You sound like you've had a rough time; you deserve it," she said. I looked at the floor uncomfortably. She grabbed my hand gently and said, "It's okay."

I gulped, butterflies swarming in my gut, and slowly nodded with a small smile. She let go of my hand, unfortunately, smiled and turned to leave. "Oh! Is it okay if I use the restroom now? I would really like to take a bath," I said.

"Sure," Prue said and opened the door for me. "If you have any problems, just yell," she added and walked down the stairs.

I entered the bathroom and shut the wooden door, turning the lock right away. My skin felt dirty. I peeled off my clothes and turned on the water in the tub. Once the water was hot enough to nearly scald my skin, I entered the white oval cautiously. I loved the hot liquid on my back and neck. I closed my eyes, my mind wandering rapidly. My memory of the grey demon almost returned again, but I fought to turn it away.

Then I thought of Prue. She was opening the bathroom door and explained to me that everything was okay, that I was safe with her. She took off her clothes, revealing her soft skin, beautiful curves. Her legs entered the bathtub and her body laid on top of mine, lathering my breasts with light kisses. I bit my lip to keep myself from exploding. I pretended my hand was Prue's tongue, working its way down my mid-section to my wet pussy. Her tongue flickered around my lips and then my clit. I pleasured myself until I came on Prue's imaginary face, and then she disappeared. "Damn it," I mumbled.

I yanked the clog out from the tub and set it aside. The towel was wrapped around me, cuddling my moist paleness. I gathered my clothes from before and exited the bathroom, running almost right into Phoebe. "Oh, hi!" she said merrily with the same large grin as before, "I'm guessing you need pajamas?" I nodded shyly. "Okay, one second," she replied and went into a different door. After a few moments of me standing nearly naked, plus embarrassed, in the lone hallway, Phoebe reappeared with a white t-shirt and blue-and-purple-striped pajama bottoms. "I hope this is okay," she said, handing them to me.

I gave her a thankful smile. "Yes, they're fine, thank you." She told me where her room and Piper's was incase I needed them for any reason before letting me into Prue's room and shutting the door. I made sure the window on the other side was completely closed and a curtain was covering it before letting the towel drop from my body onto the floor. I took my own underwear from the bottom pile I was holding, put it on, and then put on the pj's that Phoebe found for me. It was a comfortable fit, I had to admit.

I thought about looking around Prue's room for anything that could help me on my seducing, but I was drained. I wrapped myself up in her comforter and snuggled in the bed, loving the fact that it didn't reek of semen, sweat, or blood. The pillow, however, smelled flowery and dazzling. Smiling like Phoebe, I rested my head on the pillow and fell asleep, hoping my nightmares would turn into dreams of Prue.

When I awoke the next morning, it was 8:43. I decided to lay awhile and just think about yesterday. I still couldn't believe the sisters were treating me so kindly. "Now I'm just being lazy," I quietly scolded myself. Pulling the covers off, I slipped out of the large bed, replaced the blankets neatly, then changed out of Phoebe's pajamas into my clothes from yesterday. Prue's door opened with a creak as I peered out to find the hall empty. I shut the door, quietly as I could, and walked slowly down the hall to the stairs. I heard voices below me - near the door, it sounded like. My feet landed on each step while I tried to see who was talking without being seen. Phoebe was turned my way with a man standing in front of her. Her dark blonde hair was put into a neat bun, and she wore a green and white sundress. Then I remembered her date with that Cole-guy, who must've been the man before her. Smiling, I walked to the bottom of the stairs to introduce myself. "Hey Phoebe," I said casually.

Phoebe looked around the man's side to see me, her face glowing, "Hi Delilah! Delilah, this is--"

And he turned to me. The face I'd seen before. Tan skin, nice clothes, dark hair, mysterious, blue eyes. "Belthazor?" I breathed, my hand clutching my heart.

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