A/N: Hi everyone. I'm a long time lurker, and this is my first inspired little one-shot. We'll see if my brain comes up with anything else interesting enough to write about, but until then I'm always free to beta :)
I'm borrowing Tamsin from S3, just to add a little flavour - thanks to Akemi for pointing that one out!
These two lovely ladies don't belong to me, I'm just borrowing them temporarily from Lost Girl. They can get back to their lives when I'm done, I guess. If they have to...
We've Got Time
Bo critically scanned the shelf in front of her and sighed. Most of the boxes were unfamiliar, and some she had only heard of in passing. She glanced behind her as Lauren flitted about in the brightly lit kitchen, piecing together final touches on a pair of large sandwiches and a small array of snacks. Her task momentarily forgotten, Bo leaned against the back of the couch and watched over her shoulder, mesmerized by Lauren's purposeful, fluid movements. The doctor had that same look on her face whenever Bo had discreetly observed her in the lab, the same little furrow in Lauren's brow reappeared and she was chewing the corner of her bottom lip as she surveyed the counter top. Except this time, Lauren wasn't enigmatically wrapped in a sterile lab coat, she had a tight-fitting gray v-neck tee with a pair of comfortable, well-worn jeans. Bo sighed imperceptibly again. There was no doubting her growing feelings for the blonde, and she was finding it hard to bottle her emotions as things had started to progress beyond just a doctor-patient relationship.
Lauren had offered to help Bo with controlling her hunger, promising to find a serum that would help curb it, or at least take the edge off, and she had succeeded. Bo had successfully fed off of a security guard while they were hunting an under-fae in a corporate laboratory, and she was over the moon that she hadn't managed to drain him dry. They had shared an awkward hug afterward and it left Bo's brain roiling with its implications.
Simply put, she liked Lauren, a lot. So much so that she was terrified of being near her. Just the temptation of kissing her and tasting her chi nearly drove Bo mad. The serum was working, however, and Bo had attempted little feeds at nightclubs here and there without a hitch, giving her more confidence that maybe someday she would be able to control it enough to trust herself around the blonde.
It was getting hard to, though. Recently, their conversations were becoming laced with flirty undertones. Normally, Bo had no issues in that department, but it had required a stiff drink and furtive glances before she could respond and get over her fear. Of course, Lauren being who she was would quickly retort with a small smile and a quirked eyebrow leaving Bo feeling even more flustered and dry-mouthed. It had been a vicious cycle.
Bo was startled as a pair of honey-brown eyes looked up at her, followed by tiny twist of the lips. Shit. Caught. "Find something you like?" The double meaning wasn't lost on her as a small flush crept past her collar. She cleared her throat and looked ahead to the shelf once again.
"Honestly, most of these are pretty foreign to me," Bo admitted with a shrug. "I only really played basic games when I was younger…" Her eyes scanned the top shelf again. "You know, Connect Four, Guess Who, stuff like that."
Lauren laughed lightly as she loaded her arms with the two small plates and bowls and brought them over to the coffee table with a small clatter. Bo turned back to the shelf.
"Risk always sounded intense whenever the boys talked about it..." Bo scrunched her face.
"Just pick something that seems interesting." Lauren said encouragingly. After a pause, Bo heard her move back into the kitchen to grab two bottles of beer from the fridge.
It was hard enough for Bo to concentrate on picking out a board game, knowing full well that they were in an apartment together, alone. There was no Kenzi to interrupt them. She was off with the guys, Dyson and Hale, bottoming out pints of beer. Bo had made Kenzi promise to call when she was heading back to the Clubhouse, just to make sure she was safe.
Bo felt the back of the couch give in as Lauren leaned into it beside her, arms crossed. "So? Anything?"
"Can you give me a few options or something?" Bo replied, brows furrowing. "There's a lot to pick from. And nothing too complicated that will take hours to finish, please." She grimaced at the memory of the last time her and Kenzi attempted a cordial game of Monopoly. It was two and a half days of back and forth bickering until Bo had finally given up in a huff and tossed all of her property cards and remaining money on the floor and stormed off to take a long-needed soak in the tub.
"I didn't talk to Kenzi for a whole day after that…" Bo muttered under her breath.
Lauren chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners, "Yes, I'll help you out." She stood up and walked to the middle shelf and rattled out two boxes. Just as she was about to turn back, Lauren paused, and reached to the top shelf and pulled out a well-worn long brown box and placed it gently on top of the pile in her arms.
Bo made a move to help, but Lauren just shook her head, and nodded behind them. "Come to the couch." Bo followed her and watched as she arrayed the three boxes on the floor in front of them, pointing to the title of the smallest one.
"This is called Munchkin. It's a pretty cute game, and not at all hard to pick up." Lauren looked at Bo and smiled reassuringly. "You get to pick up cards that give you items," she pulled off the lid and picked out a few cards from the deck. "Like this one, 'Boots of Butt Kicking'". Lauren grinned as Bo genuinely laughed at the exaggerated cartoon drawing on the card. A small note had been carved into the side of the boots, Death from down below.
"Seriously?"
"I told you," Lauren retorted with a smile. "It's a silly game, but it's fun." She continued after a pause, "You use the items to fight monsters, like this one" Lauren held out a card.
Bo took it. "Level twenty, Plutonium Dragon…" It had a bored-looking dragon on the card facing off against a tiny, terrified viking. She was already lost reading the fine print at the bottom.
"Yeah, so, the more items you get and the more lower-level monsters you kill, the more levels you gain" she sifted through the deck, handing a few more cards to Bo. "You collect Race cards, and Item cards to build your deck, and gain levels for every monster you defeat. The whole point is to get to level 10 to win, but it's not easy. Players can also play offensive and defensive cards that change the deck of other players, like this one…"
Lauren was pulling out more cards and sorting them out into small piles. Bo looked up and watched Lauren's face as she explained the game with a patient but excited glint in her eyes. She is such a cute nerd. She could feel a small smile peeking out as she stared, completely oblivious to what the blonde was saying.
A soft voice pulled her out of her reverie. "… Bo? Does it make sense?"
"Um."
Bo saw a look of uncertainty and embarrassment flash across Lauren's face as she realized that she had possibly gone off on a small tangent. "S-Sorry" she stuttered, and said sheepishly. "You can pick something else."
Bo looked over at the remaining two boxes, a larger blue-green box with the striking words PANDEMIC on it caught her eye. Of course she would. Bo quirked her eyebrow.
"Pandemic sounds… interesting."
Lauren tried to control her eagerness again, failing miserably as she opened up the box. "It's one of my favourite games, actually." She grinned and Bo felt weak in the knees. "You have to save the world from a deadly virus. Each player gets a role card and they have to work together to eradicate the four different strains and come up with separate cures."
Bo couldn't help but laugh. "Lauren, as adorable as your enthusiasm is, these are way too intense for me."
Lauren looked up at Bo, caught again in a wave of embarrassment. "Its okay," she smiled. "That's why I also brought that along." She pointed at the faded brown box in the corner. Bo regarded Lauren with a curious look as she leaned over and picked up the old box. It definitely looked like it had been well loved back in the day. The corners were worn and there were a few stains and creases along the top.
"Scrabble." Lauren answered Bo's silent question with an emotion in her eyes that Bo couldn't place.
"It's been a while since I've played that, to be honest," her voice was soft. Bo nodded to the box as Lauren took it delicately from her hands and opened the lid to reveal an equally well-worn board, three wooden tile racks and a fat felt Crown Royale bag. "My brother and I broke the original box during an… argument," she explained with a sideways smirk. She opened the board on her lap and loosened the drawstring of the makeshift tile bag. "We also managed to rip the bag that came with it."
The corner of Lauren's lips twisted up in a half smile and Bo knew that this was linked to some memories in Lauren's past that were incredibly important. Chocolate brown eyes carried the weight of that realization as she met the honey brown ones sitting across from her.
"Let's play." Bo said with big grin. "As long as you go easy on me."
Lauren laughed, "No promises."
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Thirty minutes later, Bo sat back against the couch with a huff, staring at her tile rack and running a hand through her hair. The sandwiches and chips had filled her stomach and the heavy Dark Belch beer was making her brain cloudy. What the hell do I do with this? The tiles stared back at her blankly, P, N, I, A, Z, S, T.
Bo's score had been creeping upwards steadily by single digits, while Lauren's was skyrocketing in leaps and bounds. TIN, TAN, PIN. Three letter words are for chumps. Bo frowned. STAIN! She hurriedly looked at the board and her face fell. There was absolutely no space. The tile bag was losing weight at an alarming rate as she tried to keep up with Lauren's imposing vocabulary and spatial reasoning, even though the blonde had clearly been going easy on her, the point tally was heavily leaning in Lauren's favour. Bo groaned. It was 204 to 85.
It didn't help that they were suffocatingly close on the couch, even with the board game balancing between them. Lauren had propped her head up on an elbow, her blonde hair falling across her face as she frowned at her own tile rack. Bo gulped. Her vantage point down the blonde's gray shirt was beyond distracting. Lauren's shampoo had permeated the air and Bo wasn't sure how much of her own headiness was because of the beer or their proximity. Their banter had started out light and had slowly become laden with innuendos as the number of empty beer bottles piled up on the table beside them. Bo was starting to sweat a little.
"Ha!" A small sound of victory erupted from across the couch as Lauren picked up and palmed all of the letters in her hand. She started laying her tiles, right across the 'Triple Word Score' along the top of the board.
"QUIXOTRY," Lauren proffered at Bo's blank stare. "It's from a record-setting game in 2006. Check my dictionary app" Lauren leaned back and laughed at Bo's disbelief, reaching for the phone. Sure enough there it was, 'A visionary scheme, action or thought, derived from the fictional character Don Quixote'.
Bo shook her head in a daze. Why was this a good idea? Bo braced herself as Lauren started counting out her score.
"So, initial score of 27, plus the triple, plus 50 for bingo…" Lauren looked up and ran a quick calculation through her head, "…brings my total to 335." She looked down at Bo again with a sly smile.
"Really?" Bo deadpanned, gesturing at the score sheet. "Did you really need to do that? You're already creaming me." Bo paused as she felt her face flush lightly at the realization of what she just said. Lauren's eyes widened.
"I-I mean." Bo sputtered, quickly looking across the room. "Not what I meant."
An incredibly awkward silence had fallen between them and Bo was too embarrassed to meet Lauren's gaze. Plant wall. Microscope. Bookshelves. Oh God. Bo slowly turned her head back and was met with a slightly pink Lauren while another unreadable emotion flashed across her face.
"I know what you mean, Bo." Lauren said quietly after a moment and looked down at her hands. Bo groaned inwardly. God damn it.
Bo shook her head and reached for the nearly empty tile bag and handed it over, needing to change the subject. Her voice was a little hoarse, "Here, stock up."
Lauren emptied out the bag, hands shaking slightly as she took the last remaining tiles and placed them on her rack. She had two letters left, which meant that the game was going to end soon. Bo didn't want it to end at all, and slightly regretted not picking out a Monopoly game for them to play, eager for any excuse to spend more time with the blonde. Bo glanced up at the clock, 9:15 PM.
"Are you stuck, Bo?" Lauren's soft voice cut through her musings.
Bo glanced down at her letters again and frowned. "Well, I have STAIN, but it won't fit anywhere." She pouted and picked up the Z, "And I should probably get rid of this before you win." Bo said wryly. "I don't need my score to be in the negatives."
"Let's see." Lauren smirked, carefully leaning over the board to look at Bo's tiles. Bo's breath hitched at the closeness, she could almost feel the heat radiating off of the blonde and the pale skin of her neck was right there just screaming to be touched, not to mention the ample view she had down her shirt. Bo's fingers twitched involuntarily at the thought and her mouth went a little dry. Beer. I need more beer.
There were so many missed moments where Bo could have easily lifted a hand and pulled the blonde into a kiss. There were just as many moments of panic as Bo's mind flashed to the face of the last human she had killed. His grayish pallor, dead smiling eyes and Cheshire grin was an image burned into her retinas. It was an image that opened the gates to so many other memories that Bo could barely keep back. She looked at Lauren through her lashes as she focused. No. There was no way she was going to lose control like that.
Lauren was often professional in her demeanor, but Bo would sometimes catch her glances, eyes roving across her body when she least expected it. There was a long back-and-forth between them that never went in either direction for too long. It was beyond frustrating, all of their moments at the Dal, near kisses, hand touches and lingering looks. The thoughts made Bo's heart race as she tried to push back the ache in her chest. She wanted Lauren, but she was a human and couldn't trust herself to contain her succubus once things progressed. Sure, the serum was helping immensely, but Bo knew that there was going to be a point where she was going to have to put Lauren's life in danger to get what she craved.
Fighting against every fiber of her being, Bo leaned away from temptation and sought refuge in a long draught of dark beer.
Lauren grabbed two tiles from Bo's rack and placed it delicately on the board, leaning back into her seat with a satisfied look and knocking Bo from her train of thought as she spoke.
"ZIP. Plus a Double Letter Score on the Z gives you twenty four points. You've also added your P to the end of WAR, so that's a total of thirty three points" She grinned.
Bo gave a small laugh, "Thank you." She glanced at the score sheet, "Even though I'm pretty sure I know who's going to win this one."
"Actually, that blocked my only option." Lauren took her remaining tiles and showed them to Bo, a T and a Y tile were in her hand. "I wanted to make WARTY, but your ZIP screwed me," she said in a playful, mischievous tone that was underlain with another double entendre. "It's usually the unzipping that screws me."
Bo felt another warm flush rise to her cheeks as she met Lauren's heated gaze from across the couch. In a second, soft hands had cradled her face as she was pulled into a pair of softer lips. It was all she could do to stifle a moan, as she reacted instinctively, deepening the kiss and parting her own lips. Lauren's tongue accepted the invitation without hesitation, slowly dragging across Bo's bottom lip, her teeth nipping gently. Bo couldn't contain the noise rising from her throat, a deep groan as she felt her hands move of their own accord. One tangled in the soft blonde hair while the other went to her waist, pulling the blonde closer.
Lauren's hand moved from Bo's face to gently push the board game off the couch, sending tiles skittering across the carpet. Bo pulled away, panting, leaving Lauren equally breathless.
"Are you sure-"
"Bo...," she was cut off, Lauren's breath was hot in her ear, flustered. She leaned back, taking Bo's hand and placing it on her chest above her heart. "I have never been so sure of anything, anyone, in a long time. I trust you. I know you won't hurt me Bo. Do you trust me?" Bo could hear her heartbeat, it was pounding so loudly that she was certain Lauren could hear it too. She looked from their hands into hazel eyes that were whirling with so many emotions. It was all that Bo needed.
Meeting Lauren's lips in a searing kiss, Bo desperately tried to convey the silent answer to her question. The months of sideways glances, light touches, and flirting, all lead up to this one moment so swiftly that she felt like her heart was going to explode out of her chest. This was more than desire or lust, this was beyond the emotions she coaxed out of her feeds in alleyways and dark corners. Here was a beautiful, selfless woman who had given Bo everything she could, trying to guide her through her fumbling emotions in a new world she didn't know even existed up until a few months ago.
Bo moaned again as she wrapped an arm around Lauren, pushing them both back down into the couch and pulling the blonde up to straddle her. Bo nipped down the cords of Lauren's neck, pushing blonde hair away as she led herself to the hollows of her throat. She could feel the blonde grinding her hips down on her bent knee, it was maddening and there was entirely too much clothing between them. Lauren let out a small gasp, closing her eyes when Bo's hands found their way underneath the gray tee. Her skin was impossibly warm and soft, Bo's hands ran up the small ridges of Lauren's spine to the clasp of her bra. With deft fingers, the bra fell away, Lauren breaking their connection to quickly rid herself of her shirt.
Her eyes raked down Lauren's lithe body. She was flushed, breathing heavily and looking down with a dark hunger in her gaze that made her stomach drop. Bo had been barely holding onto her succubus and with Lauren on top of her, she felt her eyes flash blue as she closed the gap. Lauren threw her head back in a long moan as Bo's lips and hands attacked her breast, cupping them and pulling a taut pink nipple into her mouth. Her other hand pushed Lauren waist into her, allowing the slow rhythm of Lauren's hips to take the lead. She felt Lauren scrabble at her waist. Bo's tight black shirt was lifted off and her black bra followed swiftly, the cool air sending a wave of goose bumps down her exposed skin. Lauren's hands were on her back, fingers squeezing her shoulders in silent encouragement of Bo's attentive tongue and lips. Bo groaned as she felt the nails digging in.
Both hands went immediately to the top of Lauren's pants, the well-worn jeans were unbuttoned, hastily yanked off and thrown across the room. Underneath was a set of red lacy underwear, clinging to Lauren in a way that hit Bo with a fresh flood of desire. She looked impossibly wet.
"Bo… Please." Lauren whimpered into her ear as she ground down again on Bo's hips. Meeting Lauren's lips again, Bo kissed her ravenously, her hands sliding down Lauren's stomach. She felt Lauren tense, her muscles were quivering as her hand slipped underneath the lace and teasingly ran over the soft patch of hair underneath. Bo's movements stilled for a moment, long enough to make Lauren groan into Bo's mouth, breaking the kiss and pulling back.
"Don't you dare stop…"
Bo could only grin as her fingers slipped further, curling up into the heat between Lauren's legs. The simple movement was enough to pull a shaky gasp from the blonde as she pushed herself down on to Bo's hand and shoved Bo back down against the couch. Lauren set her rhythm again, faster this time as she moved on top. She felt Lauren tightening around her fingers, impossibly close.
Bo's eyes flashed blue again and she kissed Lauren deeply, quickly pulling a stream of blue chi from her lips. She tasted delicious. Mildly panicked that she let herself go, Bo cut off the stream with an apologetic gaze, her blue eyes searching the golden brown ones above her. Lauren retaliated, kissing Bo again with such fervor that all guilt was quickly banished from her mind.
Moving herself down the couch, Bo pushed the blonde up to brace against the armrest as her lips found Lauren's center. Bo's fingers pulled back, slowing down the movement and allowing her tongue to languorously explore. Lauren let out a harsh gasp as the brunette's tongue drew itself up to the apex, the firm pressure of Bo's free hand keeping Lauren from writhing too much above her. She took her time pleasuring the blonde, her tongue dipping in and out, lips wrapped around the hardened nub as she finally let her fingers slide in and curl up against the rough walls inside. Setting a maddening pace, it only took a few moments for her to feel Lauren go still just before she cried out. Her body strained against Bo's fingers then she felt Lauren shudder, a long, deep moan escaping the blonde and echoed by the brunette beneath.
It was a moment before Bo felt Lauren move again above her. Gently extricating her fingers, Bo turned her head up and met golden brown eyes staring back. Lauren moved back down, her head nuzzling into the crook of Bo's neck, their bodies flushed, fingers entwined. They both let out a simultaneous sigh, and laughed.
"I can't feel my toes," Lauren's muffled, exhausted voice came from Bo's neck as she felt Lauren wiggle her feet.
Bo laughed again. "Is that your 'tell'?"
Lauren raised her head, her questioning gaze directed at Bo. "My what?"
"Your tell," Bo smirked, "People sometimes have strange things that happen to them after an intense orgasm."
Lauren couldn't help but laugh. Bo saw an adoration in her gaze that made her heart leap. She was so beautiful, it almost hurt. Calm down cheeseball. She took a breath. All of a sudden she remembered.
"Are you okay? I-I tried to control it but I took some-" Bo was almost afraid to ask, fear clouding her gaze.
She was cut off with a finger on her lips. "Bo. Stop. You didn't take much, and you were able to control yourself." She smiled comfortingly. "I feel amazing," she paused, "You are amazing." She sighed and placed her head back down onto Bo's shoulder.
Bo's smile was electric, unable to believe the fact that this was finally happening. Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Lauren shift above her, a hand making its way down her chest and gently cupping her breast, a teasing finger flicking over her nipple. Bo's breath hitched.
"Hmm…" Lauren's hand started moving again, across her stomach to the top of her black leather pants. "So what's your tell?"
Bo turned her head to meet Lauren's wicked smile, but as she was about to reply, her phone rang. Bo groaned and shifted to reach across and grasp it before it vibrated off the table. It was Kenzi.
"Kenz-" She started curtly, hoping to keep the conversation to a minimum.
"Bo-booo" Kenzi immediately cut her off with a piercing yell. "I know it's not even eleven, but change of plans! Tamsin is here and now we're going out to some dark bar to meet up with Vex. The boys are being boring and playing pool." She whined, talking a mile a minute and clearly a little tipsy.
Before she could say anything, Bo heard Tamsin's brusque voice from the other end, asking Kenzi to hurry it up. "Sorry, Succubutt. I've gotta dash-OH!" Kenzi's attempt to whisper failing miserably. "How's the date night with Dr. Hotpants going?"
Bo groaned and looked over to Lauren, who was trying to stifle a laugh into Bo's shoulder. "I'll, uh, tell you about it later, Kenz. I've gotta go" Bo smirked into the phone and Kenzi immediately picked up on her tone.
"Awww yisss! Bo-bo is getting the bootayyy!" Lauren let out a strangled laugh and Bo felt her face flush from embarrassment. Thankfully Tamsin stepped in, taking the phone from Kenzi.
"Sorry Succubus, you'll have to regale us with your stories another time."
Bo laughed, "I won't bore you with the details, Tamsin."
Tamsin responded dryly, "Appreciate it." Kenzi yelled something uncouth in the background, making both Bo and Lauren turn a little red as they looked at each other. Tamsin coughed and said good night, hanging up the phone.
Bo put her phone on silent and shook her head. "I definitely don't want to deal with that again tonight. Those two have awful timing", she gave a sheepish laugh at her inappropriate roommate.
"It's okay," Lauren wrapped her arm around Bo possessively. "I'm not going anywhere" She paused with a glint in her eye. "Now where were we? Ah, yes." Lauren cocked her head to the side. "What's your tell, Bo Dennis?" A pink tongue darted out between her lips and Bo's thighs involuntarily squeezed together.
"I don't know, Doctor Lewis," she replied cheekily, her smile mirroring Lauren's. She looked at the clock, 10:35 PM. "I guess we've got some time to figure it out."
Fin.