The Beginning of a Downward Spiral

Around a week had passed since the Dream Sorcerer incident, with Prue convalescing in the hospital for a few days until she got the all clear when she came home before returning to work. She had yet to mention the fact that you'd appeared to help her in that dream scene, and you kinda hoped she never did. Should your true powers be revealed, you'd accept it and move on, but for now you seemed to have gotten away with it.

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The sunlight streamed through a window, rousing you from slumber. Slightly shifting, you found a warm weight upon one arm as Phoebe valiantly tried to fight off the morning before finally surrendering with a soft groan.

"Good morning gorgeous." You whispered, planting a kiss on her head as she smiled, pulling away to roll on top of you, her bare womanhood teasingly rubbing against your cock. "Hmm, someone's feeling frisky this morning." You said, leaning up to initiate a more heated kiss and sex session.

However, you were surprised when Phoebe pulled back, a playful smile on her face.

"Uh uh, I've got a special surprise for you this morning. I know it's not for another two days, but I couldn't wait any longer. Happy early birthday!" Phoebe proclaimed excitedly as you looked confusedly at her. You didn't remember telling her when your birthday was, especially since it was still a bit a ways away.

"How did you know?" You decided to play it safe, just in case this was a trick.

"Oh, I might have peeked in your wallet when you were looking. Now then, I'm going to go finish up your present, why don't you go get a shower or something, I want you to be nice and refreshed for it." Phoebe, sprang up from the bed with a surprising amount of energy for her, and pulled a oversized shirt over her head, one of yours as she danced from the room, leaving you in a bewildered state.

"Ahh, so that's where she got the idea." You muttered to yourself as you yourself rolled out of the bed, stretching as you you tried to guess where you were in the timeline. You'd neglected to fix that slight discrepancy, since your license would identify you as Leo Wyatt, born November 14, which was in two days. Shaking your head at the thought, after all, what's done is done, you seemed to recall it was around this time that Kit had went missing, only to be returned by... Ava?

You heard the shower kick on a few minutes later as you shook off the morning haze, and slowly made your way to the bathroom, the lure of hot water guiding you.

Piper was having a bad morning.

It had started off decent enough, with her waking up with plenty of time to go through her morning routine, Prue having left early. Apparently missing work for a few days had left her overdoing it to make up ground, but Piper was hardly one to judge.

No, the badness had started when just as she was getting into the shower, the pipes had made this loud gurgling sound, before ceasing to produce any water, save a tiny trickle. Even that, upon checking was icy, forcing Piper to use the upstairs bathroom.

Rather than get redressed, to walk upstairs, however, she simply grabbed a spare robe that she was pretty sure was Phoebe's, as well as a pair of fluffy slippers. Piper figured it was only fair, given her youngest sister's propensity to 'borrowing' other stuff without prior permission.

Piper thought she saw the tail end of a shirt, dart up into the attic, the quick darting movement causing it to flutter up, revealing nothing underneath, save someone's butt, but dismissed it. Phoebe wouldn't be up this early if you paid her, and that was definitely not Leo's butt.

A warm flash of heat ran through her body as she closed the door after her, neatly removing the robe and folding it on the sink counter. It took a few seconds to find the right temperature before Piper got under the hot water, a soft moan echoing in the empty room as the water washed over her.

They definitely needed both bathrooms available, no way someone wouldn't try to hog all the hot water for herself. Maybe Leo could mange to get it up and working again, he was a handyman of sorts, and although plumbing probably wasn't within his toolbox, miracles did happen.

A second flash of fiery heat hit her, more internal than the water as she imagined Leo down on his hands and knees, his tight jeans showing off the contours of his butt, sweat, or water, soaking his shirt.

Piper thought she'd feel ashamed of fantasizing about Phoebe's boyfriend, but as her hand drifted down, she felt the slowly growing hunger back off slightly. A soft sigh of pleasure backlit the wet noises Piper began to make.

She never done this, well, at least not in the shower, always in the privacy of her own room, when she was absolutely positive no one would find out, shy little mouse she was, but there was something freeing about fingering herself in the bath. And she began to get lost in the haze of pleasure, her fantasy evolving.

She remembered that day they'd sat on the couch, her back against his chest, she added to the memory as Fantasy Leo's hands drifted from her back to her chest, softly kneading her breasts, her own hand mirroring it.

She dreamed that Leo came home one night, a mixture of anger and heart-broken as Phoebe had ran off to New York and left him behind. He was worried he'd never find love like that again, but Piper had been there to destroy all those fears as they'd kissed in the foyer, clothes falling away as two people became lovers as her needy hole gripped her fingers, wanting more.

She'd never vocalized these kinds of thought, but in her pleasure driven haze, it was like every chains was loosed, both sexually and mentally.

She fantasized about Leo and Phoebe's wedding day, probably brought on by where she was supposed to be, catering a wedding, but those thought bubbled up for a scant second before being lost beneath the torrent of hungering, needy pleasure, as Dream Piper stormed into Leo's room professing her love for him, and when things began to turn against her, as Leo would never betray the trust of someone he loved, she used her powers, uncaring of the consequences as she stripped Dream Leo, kissing him, sucking him off, laying him on the floor as she used him for her pleasure, her powers failing at some point as both he and Piper, the real one, came.

But even after this, the gnawing hunger refused to be sated as a new fantasy began to play out before her.

"Good morning gorgeous." She heard Leo say as she looked at him longingly before being overcome with her desires as she leaned up, kissing him as he stumbled for a moment before his hands began to try to explore her body, but she was pressed tightly against him, her breasts squishing against his muscled chest, her dripping pussy grinding against his rock hard manhood, trying desperately to get it inside, to quench her inner fire. Finally he settled for her hips, before cupping her derriere before shocking her as he scooped her up, his calloused hands roughly kneading her ass as she wrapped her arms around him, her tongue prying his lips open with surprising strength as the two new lovers began to make-out.

Piper, however, was awakened from her fantasy when after lifting her slightly higher, she felt his manhood begin to push into her, and the cold shower shocked her awake as she realized this wasn't a fantasy, Leo was actually putting-

With a grunt of exertion, Leo bucked his hips, burying his cock into her slit.

Leo was fucking her, a fact she made her enjoyment known with a soft squeal of pleasure as she buried her face into his neck, trying not to bite down too hard. Was this what Phoebe went through every morning after she and Prue had left, if so no wonder she went around so carefree. It was only Piper and Leo's first time together and all she could think about was about too-

Once again Leo cut her thoughts short as he spun around, apparently sensing her climax as his lips found hers again, as he pushed her against the wall of the shower, the freezing cold water pelting his back.

Pulling back, she breathed heavily for just a moment, long enough for Leo to flip the shower off before she climbed out.

"That was amazing, I didn't want it to end but...?" Piper trailed off as Leo gave her another kiss, albeit with less heat than the previous one.

What Leo said next would change their relationship, before it was a heat of the moment thing, maybe he'd mistaken her for Phoebe in the steamy shower, after all Phoebe's robe and slippers were in the room, although much neater than she traditionally left them, and Piper almost never used the upstairs bathroom in the morning, but now both were looking at each other with clear heads, somewhat, and lustful hungers sated, not at all true.

"Who said it has to end?" But it wasn't Leo who said it, nor was it Piper, it was a way too happy Phoebe, peeking into the room.