*A/N: I am considering making this a story with chapters. Please share your thoughts.
Skyline
Taking up residence in densely populated areas, namely larger cities, consisting of multiple concentrations of the human population entails making a few minor, but necessary changes to the lifestyle of the Succubi species. Generally these precautions would be taken to protect the Fae from being discovered due to an overactive appetite that leaves a trail of suspicious deaths catching the attention of the public as a whole.
Dr. Lauren Lewis had read and updated the case file numerous times in the months since she had first had the opportunity to encounter a succubus. Those first few weeks had been tenuous, but she had managed to compile as much information as she possible into a well-organized folder titled Patient X. At one point she had even began to toy with the idea of creating an informative PowerPoint in the event that her patient agreed to the proposed lifestyle alterations and training that would be essential to gaining control over the hunger that plagued day-to-day existence for the Succubi. Now, as Lauren sat staring at the slightly tattered manila folder that was perched precariously in the crook of her arm, she felt ashamed that she had been the author of such a work. She had written up a case study that merely acknowledged the nature of the succubi as though they were animals waiting to be torn apart for scientific research. Not once had she given any consideration to the identity of her patient.
Bo, with all of her charm, was nothing like anyone Lauren had ever encountered in all her years on Earth. She had a nature about her that constantly left Lauren intoxicated and begging for more. There were times when the gentleness that Bo presented her with became so overwhelming that Lauren felt the vulnerability that lay behind the seductive façade. It was in those moments that Lauren began to develop a sense of who Bo really was: not as a succubus, but as a person.
Lauren closed the file and tossed it with vigor into the awaiting fire in front of her. As she sipped the glass of Moscato she had poured earlier in the evening, she settled herself into a comfortable position on the carpet in front of her fireplace. The drizzle of rain on the balcony and rooftop echoed throughout the loft creating a calmed ambience that couldn't be matched. Any of the artificial attempts of replication that were created so often by the music industry paled in comparison. With a sigh, she threw herself onto the soft carpet beneath her and allowed the thoughts of Bo to overcome her.
At first the thoughts were timid, not sure where to go with the newly allowed freedom. Lauren saw flashes of the smile that always managed to bring an uncontrollable grin to her own lips. She had yet to recall a time before encountering Bo when she had felt the upturn of her lips in such a manner. The familiar burning made its way up her cheeks as she pictured the playful smirk that Bo's lips always held after making a suggestive statement. At times Lauren could have sworn that Bo was simply saying things in an attempt to get a rise out of her, to see how much temptation could be withstood before Lauren finally gave in and allowed herself to be taken.
As memories came to life, a smirk turned into a soft kiss. The slightest brushing of lips causing a gasp to escape from parted lips. Lauren still found it hard to breathe at the mere thought of what she had experienced. The exploration began when questioning lips became confident and a gasp faded into a moan. A hand tracing a path from shoulder to wrist, only to intertwine with waiting fingers, left shivers running through her body. Lauren could feel the heated breath against her neck and was surprised to find her own breathing had become erratic.
A knock on the door startled Lauren into an upright position. She could feel the racing of her heart and the deep, ragged breaths. With shaky legs, she stood and forced her breathing pattern to slow to an even pace. Lauren took measured steps toward the door and reached for the doorknob once she was certain she had regained control. With a turn and a pull, the door opened and a sharp gasp escaped Lauren's lips.
"Bo." A whispered voice managed as hands fell to her side.