"Warm me before you do that!" Piper hissed.

The demon rolled his eyes, pushing her off his lap. Steading her on her feet, he made his way to the door. Opening the door enough to glance out the hallway, he made sure no one was in the area. Closing and locking the door, Zankou whispered a charm before turning his attention back at his prize.

Piper frowned, gesturing the air around them. "What did you just do?"

"It was just a small spell Piper." Seeing the not too convinced look, he pulled her in by her hips. Leaning down into her neck he whispered. "Wouldn't want your sisters to hear just how loud I can make you scream."

A deep red blush began creeping up her neck. "R-right." Piper inhaled his scent, he smelt like she had imagined. She caught a whiff of his surprisingly exquisite cologne. She also caught the scent of fire, after when it burns out. Either way, it gave her security, wrapping her arms around his waist she hugged him tight. Glancing up at him she was trapped in the depths of his raging eyes.

Not knowing when it happened her lips were suddenly locked with Zankou's, kissing him. The start of the soft-touch sent a strong feeling of warmth spiraling through her system. Her eyes closed fearlessly, but the closure didn't let her see darkness, it instead created colors of fondness. Her tense nerves soon began to relax, her troubles, her pain began to melt away and the surroundings began to disappear leaving only her, and Zankou. This. This felt true. This felt good. This felt right.

His lips felt so gentle so warm, she felt her hands begin to slide up his chest and encircle his neck, as the kiss began to grow heavy. Zankou's hands tightened around her waist. She continued kissing him hungrily wanting more. She felt herself being pushed against the wall of her bedroom, Zankou's body pressing against hers. The kiss goes on, their lips moving in perfect sync and the kiss becoming more passionate by the second.

Her right hand flowed onto his open skin as her left hand began greedily undoing his shirt. Their lips parted and clasped onto one another once again with an adding of more pressure. Zankou's hand slid smoothly onto her arm, lifting it and pinning it against the wall. Their kiss grew greedier, her mouth locking tighter. The heat flowing throughout her body began to grow as she felt his other hand slide through her cleavage and onto her shirt, in contact with the buttons he slowly began to unhook them, her shirt began to hang loosely, her skin beginning to show. Reluctantly Piper removed her lips from Zankou, leaning frailly against the wall. Her eyes leisurely began to open, eyelids relaxed as she slowly sucked in the cool air. Zankou stares back, his eyes calm. She rested her forehead upon his as her hand slipped back onto his bare-skinned chest. Her breath was slow. Their lips captured once more before letting go.

For once Zankou was all serious, this was not one of his one-night stands or one of Cole's newfound friends. This was Piper-his Piper, she deserved to utmost respect and love he can manage. All this time he has fought and whined to get her into his bed and now that he will, it was nerve-racking 'damn moral emotions!'

Piper turned away from him, taking his hand and leading him towards the bed. Zankou wraps his arms around Piper from behind. One inhale of his musky scent and Piper fought not to turn around. She couldn't move even if she tried, it was like his fingers had short-circuited her mind in the best possible way. He turned Piper around stumbling onto the bed, his eyes searching hers for any denial, before claiming her lips. Piper smiled and kissed him back as he knew she would. She felt his mouth stretching wider than it should, fighting between grinning and kissing. Zankou's fingertips were electric, they must be, for wherever they touched her, her skin tingled in a frenzy of static. As his hands moved over her skin, her body had a transitory paralysis, her mind unable to process the pleasure so fast. His head moved around to her left ear and whispered what was coming next turning her on even more. If that was even possible. Suddenly Piper's body is off pause-mode and pulls back for a kiss that's both soft and hard. Both of them moving in an intoxicated dance of limbs, never making the exact same moves twice. Zankou moved both hands to her hips holding her down as he grinded onto her, smiling at the exotic moan she released. Pulling back slightly she looked up into his eyes. He held his hand to Piper's heart and bumped the tip of his nose against hers.

She could feel it, the connection between them, the overwhelming need to be with him. Nothing else mattered. There was the physical, the way he went to her head faster than anything she ever experienced. How wonderful he smelled all sleep-warm first thing in the morning. But she wanted more from him than just that. She wanted to hear his voice, hear him talk about everything and anything.

Piper felt all lit up inside. Like a potent mix of hormones was racing through her at light speed. His other hand curled around the back of her neck, bringing her mouth to his. Kissing Zankou threw kerosene into the mix within her. He slid his tongue into her mouth to stroke against her own, before teasing over her teeth and lips. Piper never felt anything so fine. Fingers caressed her breast, doing wonderful things and making her gasp. God, the heat of his bare skin. She shuffled forward, seeking more, needing it. His hand left her breast to splay across her back, pressing her against him. He was hard. She could feel him through the layers of his slacks. The pressure that was provided between her legs was heavenly. Amazing.

"That's it," He murmured as Piper rocked against him, seeking more.

Their kisses were fierce, hungry. His hot mouth moved over her jaw and chin, her neck. Where her neck met her chest, he stopped and sucked. Everything in her drew tight.

"Zankou—"

He pulled back and looked at her, his eyes dilated. Every bit as affected as she was. Thank God she wasn't alone with the panting. A finger traced a slow path between her breasts down to the waistband of her jeans. His hand slipped beneath the clothes playing with the hem of her panties, he leaned forward and nipped at my neck.

Biting had never appealed to her before, neither in thought nor in action. But the sensation of Zankou's teeth pressing into her skin turned her inside out. Piper shut her eyes tight. A bit from the bite and a lot from the anticipation of what his hand was about to do. He leaned down kissing her where he'd just bitten.

He grasped my hips, pushing her higher onto the mattress. her hands slid over the smooth, cool black cotton sheet. Piper laid on her back as Zankou swiftly undid her jeans and disposed of them quicker than she was able to blink. The bed shifted beneath her as he knelt above her. Piper felt ready to implode, her heart hammering, but he seemed perfectly calm and in control. Nice that one of them was. Of course, he'd done this dozen of times.

probably more, what with groupies and all that. Hundreds? Thousands, even?

Piper really didn't want to think about it.

His gaze rose to meet hers as he hooked his fingers into the hem of her panties. In no rush at all, he dragged the last of the offensive clothing down her long beautiful legs, Zankou smirked he loved a woman with long legs. The urge to cover herself was overwhelming. But she fisted the sheet instead, rubbing the fabric between her fingers. Fingers stroked over the top of her sex before moving on to her thigh muscles clenched tight together. If she wanted this to go any further, she was going to need to open her legs. Piper knew this. Of course, she did. Her toes were curled and a cramp was threatening to start up in her calf muscle from all of the tensing. Ridiculous.

"We can go as slow as you want," Zankou said, reading her tension. "Trust me, Piper."

His warm hand smoothed over her thigh as his tongue traveled the length of her neck. It felt wonderful, but it wasn't enough.

"I need …" Piper turned her face to him, searching for his mouth. He fit his lips onto hers, making everything right. Kissing Zankou healed every ill. The knot of tension inside her turned into something sweet at the taste of him, the feel of his body against hers. One arm was trapped underneath her but the other she made full use of, touching all of him within reach. Kneading his shoulder and feeling the hard, smooth planes of his back.

When Piper sucked on his tongue he growled in the back of his throat. His hand slipped between her legs, just the pressure of his palm had her seeing stars. Piper broke off the kiss, unable to breathe. He touched her gently at first, letting her get used to him. The things his fingers could do.

He stopped and put two fingers into his mouth, wetting them or tasting her. Who knows. Didn't matter. What was important was him putting his hand back on her, fast. Giving her a grin, the tip of his finger pushed into her, easing inside just a little. Pulling back before pressing in again.

His gaze lingered on her breasts until finally, he dipped his head, taking one into his mouth. Piper arched her back, pushing his finger further inside. The way his mouth drew on her erased any discomfort she might have. He kept his strokes between her legs and the pleasure grew. Piper tingled in the best way possible. When she did this, it was nice. When Zankou did it, it reached the heights of spectacular, stellar. Piper knew he was crazy good at the piano, but this had to be where his true talent lay. Honestly.

"God, Zankou." Piper arched against him when he moved to my other breast only to yelp at the bite, he gave her. "What the hell?!"

Zankou glared at her stopping all movement, although amusement was held in his eyes. "Don't bring in the gods to our sinful event."

Before Piper could make a comeback, two of Zankou's fingers worked inside her, a little uncomfortable but nothing she couldn't handle. Not so long as he kept his mouth on her, lavishing her breasts with attention. His thumb rubbed around a sweet spot making Piper's eyes rolled back. So close. The strength of what was building was staggering. Mind-blowing. Her body was going to be blown to dust, atoms when this hit.

If he stopped, she'd cry. Cry, and beg. And maybe vanquish him.

Happily, he didn't stop.

Zankou felt her wall clamp down on his fingers telling him she was close. Piper groaned as she came underneath him, every muscle drawn taut. It was almost too much. Almost. She swore she was floating, her body limp, satiated for all time. Or at least until the next time.

Opening her eyes again, Zankou was waiting. He ripped open the condom with his teeth placing it on. Piper had barely caught her breath when he rose over her, settling between her legs.

"Good?" He asked, with a smile of satisfaction.

A nod was the best she could do.

He took the bulk of his weight onto his elbows, his body pressing her into the bed. She had noticed he enjoyed using his size to the advantage of both of them. It worked. Certainly, there was nothing boring or claustrophobic about the position. She didn't know why she thought there would be. Lying underneath him, feeling the heat of his skin against hers, it was perfect. And there could be no doubting how much he wanted this. Piper, while waiting for him to push into her she pulled him down for a passion-filled kiss.

Zankou took her mouth in a hard kiss. His hand slid down her side, over her stomach to cup her between her legs. Everything there was still sensitive and no doubt wet. The hunger in his kisses and the way he touched her assured Piper he certainly didn't mind.

He fit himself to her and pushed in. This was it. And suddenly, shit, Piper couldn't relax. The memories from her the last time she did this, came rolling in. Wet didn't matter when your muscles wouldn't give. Piper gasped, her thighs squeezing his hips. Zankou was hard, thick and it hurt.

"Look at me." Zankou whispered. Those brown eyes of his had darkened and his jaw was set. His damp skin gleamed in the low lighting. "Piper." He was sure he knew what caused the look in her eyes, it caused him a great deal of displeasure within him. He'd be damn if he allowed her to feel nothing, but love and pleasure.

"Hi." Piper's voice sounded shaky even to her own ears.

"Kiss me." He lowered his face and she did so, pushing her tongue into his mouth, needing him. Carefully, he rocked against her, moving deeper inside her. The pad of his thumb played around her clit, counteracting the hurt. The pain eased, coming closer to being plain old discomfort with an edge of pleasure. No problem. This she could handle.

Fingers wrapped around her leg before sliding down to cup a butt cheek. He pulled her in against him and moved deeper inside her wet heat. Rocking slowly against her until Piper had taken him all. Which was a problem, because there wasn't enough damn room in her for him.

"It's okay," Zankou groaned.

Easy for him to say.

Shit.

Bodies flush against each other they laid there, unmoving. Piper's arms around his head so tight, clinging to him, that she wasn't certain how he was breathing. Somehow, he managed to turn his face enough to kiss her neck, his tongue licking the sweat from her skin. Up, over her jaw into her mouth. The death grip she had on him eased when he deepened the kiss.

"That's it," he growled. "Try and relax for me."

Piper nodded jerkily, willing her body to unwind. She felt so pathetic, here she was the woman that always put on a strong front, took the lead on things, vanquished demons, fearing to make love to the man she might have strong feelings for. "You really are something." His big hand petted her breast, calloused fingers stroking down her side, easing her. Piper's muscles began to relax incrementally, adjusting to his presence. The hurt faded more every time he touched her, whispering words of praise.

"This is good," She said, at last, her hands resting on his biceps. "I'm okay."

"Piper, you are better than okay." He leaned down giving her a peck on the lips. "Fascinating." Kiss. "Exquisite." Kiss. "Just fucken perfect." Crashing his lips against hers Zankou tilted his head to the side deepening the kiss.

Pulling back Piper gave him a giddy smile.

"I can move?" he asked.

"Yes."

Zankou started rocking against her again, moving a little more each time. Gradually gaining momentum as their bodies moved slickly together. Zankou touched her and kissed her and took his time. Slowly, the sweet heat, that sensation of pressure building, came again. He tended to it with care, feeding her long, wet kisses. Stroking himself into her in a way that brought only pleasure. He was incredible, watching her closely, gauging her reactions to everything he did.

Eventually, Piper clung to him and came hard. It felt like the New Year's fireworks display inside her, hot and bright and perfect. So much more with inside and over her, his skin plastered to mine. Piper stuttered out his name as he thrusted hard against her. Zankou sat up grabbing her hips as he thrusted into her, he kept at a pace that she was comfortable with. Piper moaned as he moved within her gasping when he leaned down latching onto her breast. His hands were still placed on her hips, holding her still.

"Fuck you feel amazing!" Zankou growled as he sped his movement's drawing out sounds, he didn't know Piper could make. "Come, one love, let go." Shifting his hips, he smirked at the loud moan. "Once more for me, please."

Piper's scream was cut halfway, Zankou had smacked his mouth over hers swallowing her moan. With a half groan, half growl his whole body shuddered. Zankou buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breath heating her skin. Giving her a small kiss on the neck, Carefully, he moved off her, collapsing on the bed beside her.

Zankou laid there for a moment, catching his breath. He wasn't too sure what to do now. He knew he couldn't just get up and leave, not that he wanted to either. Feeling Piper move into his side, he held his arm out, allowing her to snuggle into his side. Once more he was conflicted in his own emotions. When his brother finds out, he will never hear the end of it.