Hyperion, Suite of the OT3, Friday

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was flopped on the bed, thanking whatever powers that were for demonic stamina. For whatever reason, these past few days he'd felt absolutely insatiable. Fortunately, Phoebe and Anders apparently felt the same.

"We should probably eat at some point," he said. After a pause, he clarified. "Food."