Working Title: Phoebe's Favorite Toys
Fandom: Charmed
Rating: Hard R/Soft NC-17
Pairing: Mainly Phoebe/Piper/Prue
Word Count: 300
Warnings: Multiple Pairings, to include Femme Slash, Het, Threesome, Implied Orgy, and Incest -- Is that enough warning for a fic that's not even long enough to have that much detail to it?  :-)
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to Spelling Entertainment, not me.  I'm just borrowing to live out a daydream.  LOL  And to think I wondered what I was going to do with this prompt!

"Have you ever done it in a balloon?"

The soft, gently teasing male voice stopped Phoebe in her tracks.  She turned slowly, a seductive sway to her agile body, and her chin came to stop right before her bared shoulder.  Her full, red lips parted as she answered, "No."  Then she grinned widely and winked.  "But I'm always up for new experiences."

A joyful smile burst across Leo's face, and he glanced over his flannel-clad shoulder to the waiting hot air balloon.  "SHE SAID YES, BOYS!" he shouted, springing a chorus of excited whoops throughout the basket.

Phoebe's smile grew as she let Leo take her hand and start leading her to where his friends waited.  Cole, Andy, Dan, Billy, and even a few hunks whose names she couldn't have remembered if she'd tried were all waiting for her, and yet something was amiss.  She looked up as she heard her sisters moaning, and Phoebe's dream broke.

Phoebe glanced around, her big, brown eyes blinking in sleepy wariness.  The balloon was gone, and with it, the bright Spring day.  She was in her own bed, but she most certainly wasn't alone.  Her beauteous smile filled her face.  In a family like hers, she was never really alone!

"Phoebe . . . " Piper half-moaned, half-whispered, "what's wrong?"

"Yeah, sis," Prue teased, blowing her ebony bangs out of her face, "if you wanted more, all you had to do was ask."  She laughed, and Piper joined in her laughter as, together, they pounced Phoebe in a flurry of naked limbs and passionate kisses.

Phoebe laid back, forgetting the strange dream in relishing the moment.  Grinning, and with stars dancing in her eyes, the youngest Halliwell thought to herself that boy toys might be fun but girl toys would always be her favorites by far.

The End
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