"Hey there, Succu-slut."
Tamsin crashed into the stool next to Bo, lucky it was anchored to the ground. Bo rolled her eyes.
"Gosh, Tamsin. If you were any more graceful, you might just have a shot at clown's school. Maybe."
Tamsin glanced at Bo out of the corner of her eye, her signature smirk plastered on her face.
"Where's your tiny, bartending grandfather?"
"Hey, have some respect. That's the Blood King you're talking about."
"Well right now, he's the only thing standing between me and my vodka. Forgive me if I seem cranky," Tamsin retorted.
"TRICK!" Bo bellowed. "Get out here before I KILL Tamsin!"
Trick shuffled out of the back room and smiled at the two girls scowling at each other.
"Hello girls. Please try not to destroy my bar. Remember what happened the last time?"
Bo's eyes flashed blue. Tamsin jammed her foot into Bo's ankle and cleared her throat. They did remember what happened last time.
Bo took a deep breath and furrowed her brow. She shifted in her chair, turning further away from Tamsin.
"Yeah, sorry about that Trick. Look, just get Tam-Tam her vodka before she tries to rip your head off. I would take way too much pleasure in stopping her."
"Bo!" Trick warned.
"Sorry sorry! I'm just…hungry."
Trick looked worried. "Bo, when's the last time you fed?"
Bo forced her eyes to stay facing forward. Tamsin raised her eyebrow and her smirk deepened.
"No, sorry," Bo stammered. "I mean, literally hungry. Do you have anything to eat, Trick?"
"Oh, of course." Trick laughed. "Let me see what I can find in back." He headed into the back room. The second he was gone, Tamsin swung around to face Bo.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Bo turned her head and glared at Tamsin. "I can't control my eyes, Tamsin! It's not my fault."
"Well you better figure out how to control it. I'm not having this little operation busted up just because YOU can't control your hormones in public."
"Um, hello? Succubus here? Hormones are kind of my thing. Anywhere and everywhere." Bo drew the last three words out slowly, her eyes softening seductively as she spoke. She bit her lip and dropped her eyes, turning back so that she was facing front. Tamsin's brain stopped working as she watched Bo's lips. She shifted her leg so that her foot was just touching Bo's calf. She rotated her ankle, running her foot slowly up and down Bo's leg. Bo closed her eyes and concentrated on her breathing. Another minute of this and her eyes weren't going to be the only things that were out of her control. "Stop it!" she finally managed to gasp. "Trick is going to be back in a minute."
"Then maybe we should get out of here, Succubus."
"Yeah, that won't be suspicious at all."
"Fine. Then you better get it under control." Tamsin continued exploring Bo's leg with her foot, and Bo glared at her out of the corner of her eye. Just then, Trick shuffled back into view, carrying a massive plate of nachos.
"Here you go, my lovely granddaughter. I brought enough so that you can share."
Bo took a deep breath and grabbed Tamsin's thigh, sending a quick wave of pleasure through her body.
"Well, I am excellent at sharing."
Tamsin gasped. Trick glanced at her curiously. She pressed her lips together, lifted her eyebrows, and struggled to speak. "Um. Just…good vodka. Or. Um. Something." She quickly stood up and took a step backwards. "Gonna just…play some pool." She hurried away, leaving a confused Trick and Bo, struggling to control her laughter.
