A/N: This one is posted somewhere else too but someone suggested I post it here. I guess we could all do with a little docculoving. It's written without knowledge of the events in season 4 but inspired by the carwash trailer.

Hope you enjoy :)


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The day was almost perfect.

It was warm, the sun was shining. She was cruising down the road in her vintage camaro, wind in her hair and a beautiful woman beside her.

Perfect, but for one thing – the boyfriend in the back seat. She did her best to forget about him, just for now. Today she wanted to enjoy herself and not feel bad about anything.

She should feel bad, but she didn't want to. This "thing" with Dyson would drive her nuts if she didn't make things clear to him. Lauren had the patience of an angel, but Bo could feel her getting irritated. As she had every right to be. And they hadn't made love for more than three days! 78 ½ hours to be exact. Not that she was counting or anything. But Lauren had been teasing her and by now Bo was desperate.

"Hey Bo?" Dyson's voice from the back seat filtered through her musings. "Let's get a beer or something over at the carwash, I need the loo anyway."

She rolled her eyes in irritation. Really? TMI Dyson.

She looked at the blonde in the passenger seat. "Is that okay with you?"

"Sure. I could go for an ice cream." Lauren held Bo's gaze until she had to look back at the road, making sure to let her eyes and smile tell Bo what was really on her mind.

Ohhh... Bo squirmed in her seat. She could feel how wet she was. Lauren had been doing this to her all day. Lauren knew just how to get a reaction from her. To be honest it didn't take much and she had been laying it on thick lately, specially this morning when Bo had come by to pick Lauren up. Bo just went in as she used to and saw Lauren come down the stairs with that look on her face and eyes still dark with arousal, that look she had just after she came. As Bo stood there speechless, Lauren had just brushed by her with a smile and Bo could smell her, as clearly as if they had made love together. But for days it had just been the little things, like leaning over a little more than necessary, showing her cleavage or ass, letting her breasts brush against Bo's arm when they passed each other, licking her lips slowly when Bo was looking... and just looking at her and thinking about... something, so her aura would almost explode.

Lauren was way too good at that.

Bo had slept with random other people of course. And with Dyson. And that was the point of contention between her and Lauren. When they were still together, they had agreed on 'no Dyson'. And she had kept that promise. But now they were on a break... not because Bo wanted to. Lauren did. And in spite of the fact that since she found Lauren again, they had made love every time they had had the chance, Lauren still did not want to call of the break.

After Taft, when Lauren had been missing, Dyson had been there to comfort her. He had even helped look for her. And they had sort of fallen into the relationshippy thing. To be fair, the relationship mostly existed in Dyson's mind. But she had just sort of let things go too far, never said anything to clear up the misunderstanding, and now she felt trapped in a situation she didn't know how to get out of. He was so evasive and rarely did any of the blatantly possessive things, that he had done earlier when they actually were a couple. He even pretended to accept the fact that she slept with other people though she knew he hated it with a vengeance. Now he was mostly clingy, inserting himself into everyfuckingthing she did. Besides, they had a really good work relationship right now, and if she told him things would get awkward again. And being with Dyson was like an old sweatshirt. Comfy, familiar, but too worn and so ill-fitting that you know you should just throw it out.

She didn't want to sneak around, hiding, with Lauren. It wasn't fair on any of them. But against her will she found it fun. The sneaking off under false pretenses and meeting in weird places, afraid of being found out, it was exciting, added a new layer to their lovemaking. She and Lauren had been very creative. There was one time at the Dal. In a booth in the far back, Lauren had been under the table using her mouth in the way only she could. And there was one time in the camaro, in the parking lot behind the Dal, Lauren still had a bruise from the gear stick. And under the stars in the meadow behind the crack-shack. There was even one time in Lauren's office, at the new lab. She smiled to herself at the memory. They had been so close to getting caught that day.

She shifted a little in her seat. This could get embarrassing. Thank god her pants were black.

She turned right and pulled into the car wash, parking near the hose for the manual wash at the side of the building. Dyson was first out of the car.

"I need the loo first, but I'll get the beers after, anyone want anything else?"

"TMI dude!" she shouted after him.

Lauren looked at her. "I'm going to see what they have in the store. Are you coming with me?"

"No, I'll just wait here, you go on," when Lauren didn't move, she leaned over and gave her a hungry kiss, "... or we could find some quiet place, leave him here? I want you so bad, Lauren."

"And you can have me, you know that."

"When?"

"As soon as you let Dyson know it's you and me, not you and him." She emphasized her words with a kiss that left Bo even more hot and bothered.

"I need cooling down. I'll go buy an ice cream. You want one?" She was still leaning into Bo, whispering the question in her ear.

Lauren's hot breath against her ear raised goosebumps all over her body and she shivered in spite of the warm breeze. "I can't go anywhere right now babe, I'm so wet everyone can see it," she whispered in Lauren's ear, making sure she could feel her breath too, "...maybe I can have a taste of yours?"

"I know you're wet. And I'd love for you to taste mine," she licked Bo's earlobe slowly. "I just wish you'd make up your mind soon. We waste so much time. The things I want to do to you..." Bo wasn't the only one wet at the moment but Lauren would keep up the teasing even she drove herself mad in the process. Bo would cave soon.

"I'll be right back." She got out of the car and headed towards the little shop. She loved ice cream but that wasn't the point right now. She would put on a show for Bo and drive her mad with that ice cream cone if it was the last thing she did. And it would work, she was sure. No matter how much Lauren wanted it, Bo always wanted it more, it was simply her nature. She smiled to herself once more, imagining how she would take Bo... Soon...


When she exited the shop the first thing she noticed was two young teenage boys apparently frozen to the spot, looking at something just out of her field of vision. Then she heard the music... When she rounded the corner, everything else faded away.

Bo was making love to the camaro. There was no other way to describe it. And it was for her. The way Bo's breasts pressed against the windshield, moving with every move of her arm, the way she mounted the hood, stretching, sliding... She blew suds at Lauren, before she swaggered along the car doing something with her hips no verb could describe. She took every cliché about sexy car wash and made it her own. Lauren had never seen anything so sexy. The ice cone was instantly forgotten. Every ounce of her attention was focused on Bo's beautiful body and the feelings she created in Lauren.

"Your i-" Dyson's voice threatened to ruin the moment.

She held up her hand to stop him without even noticing.

Now Bo was kneeling on the hood simulating the big wet climax with a bucketful of bubbles and they watched her finish in silence. Lauren was enraptured. This was it. If Bo wouldn't or couldn't, then she would.

"Dyson?"

"Hmm..?" They were both looking at Bo as she climbed of the car and hosed herself down to get rid of the soap.

"She's mine. You got it?" She could not share Bo for one more second.

"I know." His voice was sober, matter of fact, but a little regretful.

"You know?" In spite of her resoluteness, she could feel herself blush. "But..." She and Bo always made sure to shower after they made love, and stay away from Dyson as long as possible.

"I'm a wolf Lauren, if you think you can hide that from me, you're delusional."

"So you know? But why..." Why all of this, she wanted to ask. They had all been pretending then. For nothing.

"What would you have done?" They still looked at Bo, not each other. "I could keep her for a little longer if I played along. So I did."

"I see." She couldn't blame him. That time when she'd asked for a break from Bo, was the hardest she ever knew and there wasn't a day when she didn't wish things had turned out differently, that Bo had protested, fought for her, claimed her. Being without Bo had almost killed her. If she had known how hard it would be, she would have done things differently. And Dyson had been in this position before.

"But it's over now Dyson. She is mine..."

"Yes, I know." He took a step backwards and disappeared into the shop again. Maybe he needed more beer. She would need it if it were her.

Bo was done now, hanging up the hose. She turned and walked towards Lauren, a knowing smile on her face.

The water dripped from the hem of her sleeveless t-shirt. There were hundreds of tiny drops in her hair, sparkling in the sun. The drops on her naked shoulders and arms highlighted her smooth skin. A few drops ran down her throat slowly, and gathered in the little indention over her clavicle.

"Is that an ice cream or are you just happy to see me?"

Lauren opened her dry mouth to lick her lips, and looked into Bo's eyes "Break's over."

"Good..." She came a little closer and Lauren swallowed again. She could feel her nipples harden almost painfully. "You're wet." Talking was hard. Lauren's sex was wet too, wet and heavy and throbbing.

Bo's lips moved. "I know." Lauren had never seen lips as beautiful as Bo's "So are you."

A wet plop registered somewhere in the edge of her consciousness.

"And you dropped your ice cream. You promised me a lick." Her tongue came out to slowly lick her bottom lip.

"Uhh..." Bo was so close now. That was all that mattered.

She reached down to take Lauren's hand. "You are all wet and sticky. Aren't you doctor?" Slowly she sucked Lauren's fingers one by one, into the wet, soft warmth of her mouth, and Lauren could only whimper.

The sight was too much. She closed her eyes and nodded, almost coming from the sensation of her fingers in Bo's mouth. She heard Bo's voice as she whispered, "You made me so wet Lauren, it was embarrassing, I couldn't get out of the car. So I thought, why not get wet all over?"

She gave Lauren's fingers one more turn in her mouth before she placed Lauren's hand on her hip and stepped as close as she could without touching. "How wet are you babe? Is it going to be embarrassing if anyone notices?" She put her right hand on Lauren's waist as if she wanted to pull her closer, but only hinted at the movement. "I want to feel you. Will you let me feel you?"

By now Lauren was beyond speaking. A slight nod was all she could do. A sigh escaped her as Bo let her hand slide slowly downwards and she shivered in anticipation. The warmth of Bo's hand as she moved slowly down over her hip, to the front of her thigh; she could feel everything through the thin fabric of her loose cotton pants. Bo turned her hand and slowly slid it upwards between her thighs.

Even if this had started as a convenient way to save herself some embarrassment, wash the car and tease Lauren into calling of the break, in one fell swoop, it had turned into something hot and unstoppable. It always did with Lauren, she should know by now. Bo had to use all her will power to not just give in and kiss Lauren senseless and take her on the (now very clean) hood of the car. But she would not give in. She would stay in control of this and give Lauren a taste of her own medicine.

Her hand had reached Lauren's sex and she cupped it fully, pressing slowly, carefully against her, feeling the heat there on her hand. Lauren whimpered again, this time so close that Bo could feel her breath on her neck.

"Ohh, doc... Are we having a little accident? I think you wet yourself." She could feel the thin fabric of Lauren's pants getting wet and slick as she rubbed in slow circles, adding more pressure.

The heat on Bo's neck sent shivers down her spine and she closed her eyes, concentrating on Lauren. She could feel Lauren breathe faster and her hand came up to tangle in Bo's hair, a sure sign that she was losing control.

"Bo..." She held Bo tight, pressing herself down on her hand. Her mouth kissed along Bo's neck and jaw, finding her mouth and they kissed, finally. For long moments it was just hungry mouths, lips and tongues sucking desperately at each other, until Bo's mouth moved down her neck, hot kisses and sucking leaving marks on Lauren's neck.

"Bo..." They were in the middle of a carwash lot on a hot summer noon and she was moments away from coming hard and loud. "Bo, we need to get out of here." Bo's car wash performance had been noticed and she was sure they still had an audience. "Babe if you don't stop I'm going to come like this." The pressure in her sex increased and it was so hard not to just give in.

"Uhng..." Bo knew they should stop, but it had been so long and now she had Lauren here, wet and ready. She had just intended to tease her but somewhere around the time of Lauren's first whimper it had gotten out of hand.

"Bo!" With a desperate move she caught Bo's hand and pulled it away from her sex "People are looking." Her voice was shaky and breathless.

"OK, OK, I know..." She brought their joined hands up to her mouth, kissing their entwined fingers. "Let's go home. We can leave Dyson, he'll manage." Bo didn't care, she would get Lauren off in the car; to let her wait would be torture.

"Okay," Lauren nodded. "But home's to long, let's just drive until we find a quiet spot." Not waiting for a reply, she dragged Bo to the car. It didn't matter where they ended up, anywhere out of public view would be good. It just needed to be close and it needed to be now.