The dark night sky hoovered above while the moonlight caressed the dark corners of the empty alleyway. A young woman, brown hair, pale skin, with eyes both brown and blue, knelt behind the large garbage receptacle in hopes of taking cover from her pursuer. The cold air filled her lungs as she tried to catch her breath without giving away her location. The wounds she inflicted during her battle were bleeding profusely down her black leather pants and onto the ground. It was getting cold and she was getting weak. She peeked slowly around the garbage bin to see if her assailant had drawn near, if so, she was prepared to relieve him of all his chi. Chi she needed to survive, and to get back home to her loved ones.
Noise emanated from around the other side of the receptacle, but before taking the offense she took stock of her stomach wound. Her instinct was to run and live to see another day, but her heart urged her to fight, because she knew that this attack would not be the last. What her enemy wanted she was not willing to give up, not ever. She inhaled deeply before emerging to confront her foe head on. He stood before her growling, his massive arms weighed down by his long fingers. His long dirty hair dragging on the ground as he plunged toward her. His long sharp finger nails came close to baring down on her chest, but she lunged backwards. Her legs gave way to exhaustion and she fell on her back.
She rolled over side to side as the monstrous wild beast attempted to put sink his nails in her. Though he was quite large in stature, it did not work to his advantage, he was less agile then some of her previous opponents. Grabbing her blade from her tightly bound leather boots she threw it toward his chest, but it did not penetrate his flesh. Her celebratory sigh of relief was short lived, as she watched her blade land on the concrete at her feet. The bestial creature lingered over her for a moment, then reached down grabbing her by the neck. The life was draining from her quickly, and as she began to lose consciousness, the sound of the beast's scream echoed down the alleyway. Her body hit the floor with a hard vibrant thud. She watched from pierced pupils as the beast fell inches from her, writhing in pain, his leg amputated.
The darkness began to take hold of her sight and she could only see a blurred figure lifting a sword over the beast, then bringing it down into his flesh. When her sight gave way, her hearing took over. The last sound she heard was footsteps rushing toward her. Then there was darkness. Suddenly, she could feel life flowing back into her numb body. Her eye sight returned and she awoke to find herself draining the chi from a once familiar face, she surmised that this person was her rescuer. Their lips were intertwined for a some time til the realization of who her savior was hit her. When the restoration of her faculties was sufficient, she harshly pushed her defender away.
She glared upward at her hero. She was young, blonde, with blue eyes, and a slender frame. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and the sword she used to slay the monster was sticking out from the sheath on her back. Kneeling next to the victim, she took hold of her hand to help her to her feet. "Bo. Are you okay?" she asked, with a strong tone of concern. As they rose to their feet, Bo immediately took a defensive stance, grabbing her knife from the ground beneath them. She held it to the blonde woman's neck and sized her up for a second.
"Tamsin. What are you doing here?!" she asked abruptly.
"Good to see you too Succubus. Is this the thanks I get for saving your ass?" Tamsin asked, her hands up in the air, gesturing sarcastically.
"Thank you... Now what are you doing here?" Bo asked again, pressing the knife deeper into Tamsin's throat.
"I know we didn't leave off on good terms... or on any terms the last I was here. But I didn't think you would be THIS upset with me," she responded with a inflection of sincerity in her voice.
Bo lowered the knife from her throat placing it back into her boot. She looked at Tamsin and rolled her eyes coldly, then she made her way over to her maimed enemy that laid a short way from them. She kicked at his severed arm to make sure that he was indeed deceased. Tamsin grabbed her by the arm to get her attention but Bo bitterly pulled away. "Don't touch me," she said adamantly.
"I'm just trying to warn you... that is what we in the Fae community call a Maero," Tamsin said, pointing at the monster.
"So what does that mean, he comes with a side salad?" Bo replied sharply.
"These creatures are serious shit! That's why I sliced him into easy travel pieces. But we need to separate the pieces before it reforms," she explained.
"Reform?" Bo asked exhaustively.
"Yes, and brings friends!" Tamsin warned. "What we need to do-"
"We don't need to do anything! I will take care of this myself," she contended.
"Did I do something?!" Tamsin inquired, confused by Bo's combativeness toward her.
"Tamsin, I don't know what you want? or why you suddenly appeared after all these years? But I don't have time to play the trust game with you."
"What are you talking about?!" Tamsin inquired pleadingly.
"Don't act as though you don't know," Bo chuckled slightly and then turned to walk away.
"I came because I heard about Lauren and Dyson!" she exclaimed, before Bo was out of earshot.
Tamsin could tell that her last comment had an effect because Bo stopped in her tracks. Bo turned to look at her and nodded for her to follow. They headed back toward the main street and followed it toward The Dal. They walked quietly underneath the stars, neither woman wanting to bring up issues that direly needed to be discussed. Bo could feel Tamsin staring at her as they approached the bar. Its music permeating through the air from inside its thick walls. She turned to look back at her, but Tamsin averted her eyes, she could feel the distrust Bo was radiating. As they came up to the front door, Tamsin noticed the whispers of the patron's standing outside. She could not overhear what they were saying, but took notice of how they scattered the moment Bo glared their way.
Bo seemed tense as she entered the bar and it didn't go unnoticed by Tamsin. They approached the bar slowly, and the music came to a grinding halt. Everyone stared in awe of them, and Bo returned a fierce stare at each and everyone of the customers. The sound of glasses falling drew their attention to behind the bar. There stood Trick, the Blood King, but better known as grandpa to Bo. He quickly made his way from behind the bar and over to them. The closer he came the more apprehensive Bo posture became, leaving Tamsin with the impression they were not entirely welcomed.
"Bo. How dare you show your face here?!" Trick exclaimed; his short build never diminishing his ability to intimidate with a stare.
"Why grandfather are you not happy to see me?" Bo replied, deviously.
" No, leave now and take that thing with you!" he shouted, directing his disdain toward Tamsin.
"Bo. Tell me what is going on here." Tamsin demanded while staring at the disgust in Trick's eyes.
"Don't act as though you don't know Valkyrie," Trick responded.
"I'm not here about her!" Bo yelled. She stepped toward her grandfather, poised in her movements. "Call them off," she commanded.
"You've made this plea before and I told you what you must do to end this," he replied.
"This is not a plea Blood King. This is a last warning," she said calmly.
Tamsin's expression was one of bewilderment. Things were not the same as they were when she left four years ago. She could sense the despair and death in the room. Some of the light Fae had not taken kindly to Bo's stance toward The Blood King, and they became very hostile in their manner. Tamsin approached Bo cautiously whispering in her ear, "We better leave now. The crowd is getting even uglier than they were before."
"Leave my family alone," Bo warned him. She began walking away with Tamsin by her side.
"And what about Kenzi?" Trick questioned, adding, "Is she not your family too? How long do you think she can last? Do you not remember Lauren and Dyson?" She charged toward him ready to strike but Tamsin grabbed hold of her while also pulling her sword on the Fae brethren barreling at Bo.
"Stop!" a voice yelled through the noise. Appearing from the crowd was Evony, the Morrigan. As she drew closer, her stiletto heels pierced through the silence that fell upon the room. Her tightly formfitting dress smothered her curves, leaving nothing to the imagination. Evil could not come in a more deceitful package.
"Well look who's back in town. Tamsin, the vagabond Valkyrie."
"Back off!" Tamsin commanded.
"Oh don't worry, I am just here to see the show," Evony replied, plopping down in the barstool nearest Trick.
"You leave them out of this!" Bo told her grandfather, breaking up the conversation between Tamsin and Evony.
Tamsin began to pull Bo toward the exit.
"I can't let you leave Isabeau," Trick said, signaling for someone to take hold of her.
The first person that placed their hand on Bo had it immediately removed by Tamsin's sword. He yelled in agony and fell to the ground angering some of the others in the room. Bo and Tamsin braced themselves for a fight, as they were swarmed by light and dark Fae alike. Two more people lost limbs at the hands of the two fearsome women warriors causing Evony to stand to her feet; "Let them go!" she commanded.
"We cannot let them leave. The two of them together!" Trick proclaimed.
Evony threw him a quick glare and he fell silent, but his obedience was not out of fear. Tamsin could tell there was more. "Let Bo be with her family. Because soon she won't have any," Evony promised.
Bo and Tamsin backed out the door and ran as fast as they could in the opposite direction. They did not stop until they could be sure that they weren't being followed. After some time they slowed down and took a second to breath. Tamsin watched as Bo quietly size her up. There was something different about Bo, something other than the fact that her grandfather had just tried to kill her. She didn't seem at all phased by what happened and that worried Tamsin. What could have possibly happened after she left? Why are Trick and Bo enemies? She fawned over the Succubus, who's beauty had not faded since the last time she laid eyes on her. She tried hiding the admiration in her eyes, leaving Bo with an impression of distance.
Bo could see that Tamsin was confused, but how could she be? Could she really not know the whole story or is this part of her plan? She couldn't help but be cautious of Tamsin's motives, while secretly wishing for the best from her. The fact that she was here at this time was too much of a coincidence. But Bo considered that their relationship was never simple and reading the aura emanating from Tamsin's body was only making things more complicated. Bo's lustful urges began to conflict with her logical restraint toward Tamsin. She turned away from her hoping that Tamsin didn't notice her eyes beginning to change.
"It's alright Bo," Tamsin assured her. "If you need to feed, you can."
"Are you joking?! No thanks!" Bo said, sarcastically.
"Bo I'm trying to understand why you are so mad at me?... Why is Trick your enemy? And why is he working with the Morrigan?," Tamsin asked.
Bo looked at her and she could tell that Tamsin had no clue. Even when they first met Tamsin could not hide her intentions from Bo. "You really don't know, do you?" she asked Tamsin.
"No I don't. Please fill me in," Tamsin replied, taking hold of Bo's hand.
Bo pulled away, "I have to get home. Everything will be explained once we get there," she said.
They pulled up to an abandoned apartment complex, but it wasn't the same place they called home a few years ago. Entering the new clubhouse, Tamsin could still see trace resemblance of the old clubhouse and it made it feel more like home. Just as she began to feel comfort in her surroundings, Vex appear in the archway between the living room and kitchen. He was wearing a pair of his custom leather pants, a black tee shirt, and black leather jacket. His hair fell just above his eyes, and as it always was, he was still oozing sexual ambiguity. He stared at Tamsin like she was a ghost then he stared at Bo who shot him a look of dismay.
"Well look who finally showed up," Vex said. He walked over to her and began to circle around her, poking her gently with his finger. "Finally come home to take care of the mess you left behind," he said, chastising her with each poke of his finger.
Bo took offense to his last comment, "Watch what you're saying there!" she advised.
He stopped momentarily poking at Tamsin, just long enough for her to grab his finger and warn, "Poke me again and you'll lose more than a hand this time around," she sneered.
"My, my, aren't we snarly for someone who abandon our Succubabe in her time of need," Vex retorted.
Tamsin looked at Bo, frustration in her eyes, "Can you please tell me what is going on now? Where's Rainer? Where's Kenzi?" she asked.
"What? She doesn't know?!" Vex questioned, his British accent echoing the apartment.
"Know what?!" Tamsin yelled, putting her attention to both Bo and Vex for an explanation.
"Apparently not," Bo replied. She paused for a second, then looked to Vex and said, "Go get her."
Bo moved toward Tamsin, it was the closes she'd been to her the entirety of this, their time together. She stood with her back facing Tamsin while staring pass the archway. The smell of Bo's scent attacked Tamsin's nostrils unsuspectingly, and for a moment she remembered the taste of Bo on her palate. She fought off the flooding memories in reverent silence taking more of an interest in what Bo was awaiting. Suddenly, a toddler ran out from the living room and jumped into Bo's arms. "Mommy!" the child shrieked. Tamsin stood baffled as the little girl buried her face in Bo's neck. The blonde little girl looked up at her with two different eye colors, one brown and one blue. Bo turned toward Tamsin allowing her to get a better glimpse of child.
"Tamsin, this is Kenzi... our daughter," Bo revealed.
"Ours...meaning? Yours and Rainer's?" Tamsin asked, with both a confused and stunned look on her face.
"Meaning yours...Tamsin, and mines," Bo elaborated, passing Kenzi over to her.
The moment baby Kenzi was placed into her arms she knew that it was true. There was an immediate connection that she'd never felt with anyone, other than Bo, and it felt even stronger with Kenzi. The little girl smiled at her and she felt whole for the first time in four years. Kenzi wrapped her arms around her, and whispered in her ear, "I love you too mommy." Tamsin looked to Bo for an explanation.
"You love Tamsin too baby?" Bo asked Kenzi, and then asked Tamsin, "did you tell her you loved her?"
Tamsin shook her head in denial, "I didn't say anything," she replied.
"No she didn't say it mommy. I see it all around," Kenzi said.
"How did you know she's your mommy, sweetie?" Bo asked her.
"I don't know mommy," the little girl said sweetly, cupping Tamsin's face in her hands.
Vex stood in the archway once more, observing the family reunion. He could tell that Tamsin was truly happy, as well as very surprised. She bounced her daughter playfully in her arms, examining her from head to toe. She'd never seen someone so perfect; other than the woman that was standing across from her. Bo was looking right back at her, and something about the way Tamsin behaved with baby Kenzi seemed right. Tamsin looked beautiful when she smiled, the few times she did smile; Bo thought to herself. Little Kenzi turned to Bo and blushed, "Mommy, you're in lurve!" she shouted.
"What do you mean mommy's in love?" Tamsin asked little Kenzi.
"She's glowing," baby Kenzi told Tamsin.
Getting the sense that Bo was about to be exposed, Vex interrupted, "Come here you little tattletale," he said, grabbing Kenzi from Tamsin. "Mommy and... mommy need to talk." He took the little girl into the living room leaving Tamsin and Bo alone.
"She's growing into her abilities really early," Bo explained to Tamsin.
"Damn it Bo! how could you not tell me?"
"Whoa! Don't blame this on me. You left. No forwarding address, no phone and no email," Bo countered. "We all tried to find you whenever we had time but then things got messy. There was Dyson, then Lauren. Kenzi even tried for a while, but it got too dangerous for us to be separated," she tried to explain as tears began to well in her eyes.
Tamsin bought her close and held her. "I'm sorry, don't cry, it's not your fault. I'm the one who left. After you and Rainer, then Dyson and that night..." she paused. Pulling Bo away, she asked, "That night? Is that when? How...she came about?"
"Yes," Bo replied.
"I don't understand how is this even possible?" Tamsin wondered out loud.
"The blood moon... what I didn't know then, that I know now, is that I was also conceived under the same moon. When we met...for a lack of a better word, that night, it set forth a mystical occurrence that was never supposed to happen," Bo explained.
"The rest of us just call it destiny!" a voice from the doorway chimed in, interrupting the seriousness of the moment.
Both women looked over at the front door simultaneously and standing there was a skinny Russian goth girl in high heels. Tamsin's face lit up with happiness at the sight of the eyeliner obsessed, short skirt wearing, pain in the butt best friend of the Succubus. "Tamsin, where have you been? Give ya' mother a heart attack why don't ya?" she said, using her phony New Jersey accent. She rushed over, giving Tamsin the tightest hug she could muster with her tiny arms.
"Kenzi I missed you," Tamsin admitted, uncharacteristically. She released the tiny Russian woman and they all sat down for a chat.
"So I guess you've met my mini me," Kenzi said.
"Yes, I see she named her Kenzi," Tamsin replied.
Bo nodded, "Yes. I hope you don't-"
"I couldn't think of a better name than Kenzi," Tamsin said, grinning over at the blushing Kenzi.
"I know... that's what I said when she was born," Kenzi joked.
"She's even beginning to talk like you," Tamsin said, "earlier she mentioned that Bo was in lurve."
"Oh did she now..." Kenzi replied, curiously staring at Bo.
Bo glared at her, and Kenzi knew immediately that there was no more to be said. Not even in jest.
"Can you stay here for a sec Tamsin? I need to talk with Kenzi," Bo said. She pulled Kenzi into the bathroom nearest the kitchen. "What was that?" she asked Kenzi.
"Hey, I'm not the one spilling secrets. That was you daughter. My dear granddaughter niece," she replied stumbling verbally over the confusion of her statement.
"Kenzi, I don't know what to do. Should I tell her everything? Can I trust her?" Bo debated.
"This is TamTam we are talking about here. Just in this lifetime... she has saved me, saved Dyson twice, took a bullet for you and drove off a cliff to protect you," Kenzi reminded her.
"Yes but she also was the Valkyrie sent to capture me for the Wanderer, and the one who left without so much as a goodbye," Bo retorted.
Kenzi took Bo by the shoulders, " But she didn't betray you. And yes... she is a Valkyrie but she's also mini K's mommy."
They withdrew from the sanctuary of their bathroom walls and returned to the kitchen.
Baby Kenzi was playing with Tamsin when they finally emerged and Bo looked on in awe of how much they looked alike. When baby K saw big Kenzi, she ran directly at her. Kenzi lifted her in the air and they spun in circles into the living room where Vex was watching a Doctor Who marathon. Bo watched Tamsin watching their daughter, and gathered from her stare that she was trustworthy. This was not about what happened between them four years ago this is about their daughter.
"There is something I have to tell you," Bo told Tamsin.
"I am here and I am listening," Tamsin reassured her.
"When Kenzi was born, we all thought that she was Rainer's. Dyson and Lauren were not happy, but they promised to love her as if she were their own. Then that night, as we all gathered in the nursery to celebrate her birth, something happened."
Going back to that night in her mind, Bo recalled with some detail exactly what happened. Rainer was holding baby Kenzi in his arms when suddenly he began acting irrationally. He began screaming that the baby was not his, that it was Dyson's. He began to doubt Bo's love for him and accusing her of carousing around with Lauren. Naturally everyone was upset by his sudden outburst, he was behaving erratically with the baby still in his arms. He began to threaten the child's life, pulling out a dagger from his side. Reacting quickly, Hale used his powers to subdue Rainer temporarily while Dyson grabbed the baby from his arms. He handed the baby gently to Bo while he went after Rainer, clutching him by the throat.
"Do not hurt him Dyson!" Bo yelled. Bo approached Rainer and asked him why he would think such things.
"That child is not mine!" he proclaimed.
"Enough!" Trick yelled. "There is a way to prove that this child is yours," Trick suggested.
"What we talking here... Fae dna testing?" Kenzi interjected.
"Something like that," Trick responded. He stepped forward and asked they all back up to give him some space. Bo held her baby tightly while Dyson kept tight hold of Rainer. Trick used the dagger and cut into his arm, letting his blood drip to the ground while he chanted. "Omni tu be decti ancestre."
The floor shook beneath them and an ominous spirit arose from the blood. They all stood back unsure of the spirits intentions. "Do not fear," Trick said. He brought Bo and the child forth. "Great spirit of my ancestors, I ask for you foresight. Please reveal the truth of the child's lineage."
The spirit looked upon the child, and quickly was turned away by what it saw. The reaction deeply worried everyone in the room, more so Trick. He'd never seen this occur with an ancestral spirit. "Abomination!" the spirit proclaimed.
"Hey, I don't care who you are! I will kick your spirited ass all over this place if you ever call my child an abomination again," Bo threatened.
"Bo! This is our ancestor, show a little respect," Trick said.
"He's not my ancestor, and I got Bo's back on this one," Kenzi said in Bo's defense.
"Me too," Lauren added, somewhat meekly.
"I'm sorry, forgive them," Trick pleaded, then asked, "Why do you call my grandchild such an awful name?"
"That child is of Finarvin blood, but she is also a daughter of royalty. Which in itself is disgusting," the spirit replied. That being said the spirit disappeared from wince it came and with it went the blood from Trick's veins
"What does that even mean?" Bo asked, "the daughter of royalty?"
"Hey BoBo? You slept with a King?" Kenzi asked, with a shocked tone, "you can tell me I won't judge," she told Bo.
Trick was confused, but Dyson knew exactly what the spirit meant. The room fell silent when they realized Trick didn't have the answers.
"Tamsin," Dyson said, "She is the child of a Valkyrie, also known as the daughters of royalty."
"Tamsin?" Lauren asked, despair dripping from her lips.
"How is that possible?" Hale asked.
All eyes focused on Trick, who was the only one who possibly had the answer. "You will learn that anything is possible for Fae of our lineage," Trick answered, in as vague detail as possible.
Bo wrapped up the story for the night, leaving Tamsin speechless and slightly peeved. She still did not understand what all this meant. She didn't understand how she could not know that she had a child. How did she and Bo created life? Bo took her by the hand and they sat quietly for a moment. Kenzi entered back into the room feeling an overwhelming heat cast over her. It seemed to be emanating from the two women but they seemed unaffected. Once Bo removed her hands from Tamsin the heat wave ceased. Kenzi did not know what it meant but she chose to keep it to herself, figuring Bo had enough to handle. She was relieved that Tamsin knew the truth and could now help with the coming battle. Now their army would be one woman stronger.
"I'm so glad you are here Tams," Kenzi doted. " Now that mama bear two is in town, no one will dare be coming after baby bear Kenzi."
A look of concern and anger came over Tamsin's face, "What are you talking about? Who's been coming after Kenzi?" Tamsin demanded to know.
Kenzi looked like she was caught in a trap, "You didn't tell her everything did you?" she squirmed, inquiring to Bo.
"Tell me," Tamsin said firmly.
"Trick, Evony, Rainer, and some chick named Freyja. Who we've never seen but only heard of in passing," Kenzi told her.
"Did you say Freyja?!" Tamsin asked, fear riddled in her voice. Her calm composer was quickly undone by the faceless name.
Tamsin became frantic. She stood from her chair and paced the floor anxiously. Kenzi shuffled over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of vodka, to help counteract Tamsin's reaction. She filled the glass to the brim and slid it over to her via the kitchen table. Tamsin passed on the offer, giving Bo cause for concern, so she instead took the drink. Sitting back in front of Bo, she said, " There is something you are not telling me." Bo hesitated to tell her. "Why are they after our daughter?" Tamsin asked.
"They believe that she will grow to amass all power. Turning the Fae world into a monarchy," Bo revealed.
"Is that possible?" Tamsin asked.
"I don't know. All I know, is that when I see her, I feel complete. She is this perfect thing that is part of me. The part of me-"
"That was innocent and pure," she said, completing Bo's thought.
"It doesn't matter what is foretold. We make our own destiny in this family," Kenzi added.
"Freyja will not give up," Tamsin told them, "she is considered the Queen of the Valkyrie. If I go up against her, that's it for me."
"No one is asking you to stay and fight Tamsin," Bo said.
Tamsin stood to her feet. "I would never let any harm come to our daughter or any of you. No matter who is coming," Tamsin vowed.
"See. I ain't raise my daughter to be no deadbeat," Kenzi said, proudly. Bo had come to miss the stern look that Tamsin used to get in her eyes. Its been too long since she last saw those blue beauties staring back at her filled with frustration and respect, all at the same time. She found herself getting lost in them until Kenzi nudged her arm.
Kenzi grinned at her friend whose obvious lustful desires for the Valkyrie were beginning to surface. Then Vex entered the room with mini Kenzi in his arms. "Mommy Valkyrie, baby Kenzi wants you to put her to bed," Vex said. Tamsin followed Vex through the living room and into the little one's bedroom. Moments later Vex came out, "Well ladies as much fun as it is to be with you all day long. It's time for uncle Vex to go out and play," he said, bowing out of the front door.
"BoBolicous thank goodness he left!" Kenzi squealed, like a preteen at a slumber party.
"Why are we so excited Kenz?" Bo inquired.
"Because Tamsin is home. This is like a second shot for you two...FINALLY!"
"No. That is not what matters here. This is about our baby, and being there for her," Bo replied.
"Yes. This is about mini Kenz... and how exactly did she get here again?" she asked, then added, "oh yea, by some real potent Valkubus lovin," she kidded.
"Really Kenz, must you be so vulgar when talking about my daughter?"
"You and Tamsin are the one's giving off heat in here, and I don't just mean passion. You guys are literally giving off heat," Kenzi told her.
"Ew Kenzi that's inappropriate."
"Not like that... when you guys were in here touching, the room filled with this crazy heat. But neither of you noticed it, too busy gazing into each others eyes and all," Kenzi said. "Is she the one you're in lurves with?"
"Shh," Bo said, silencing her know it all friend.
Tamsin entered back in the room just as the two finished up there conversation. "Hope I didn't miss anything," she said.
"No nothing at all," Bo replied.
"Well I'm going to bed ladies, let's hope yous twos work out some plan to stop all this, cuz sistas getting tired," Kenzi said,as she retired to her room for the evening.
Tamsin couldn't explain it, but every time she and Bo were left alone, a peacefulness surrounded her. She was aware of the impending war but with Bo near nothing else seemed to matter. Except, baby Kenzi. This was no longer about what she ran from four years ago, it was about the child they created together. She could see the exhaustion on Bo's face having to face this day in and out, but the stress never seemed to chip away at the beautiful unaligned Succubus. Bo stood to her feet and stumbled a little but Tamsin caught her by the waist and stabilized her.
Tamsin's familiar touch on her skin was a reprieve from Bo's customary touch from strangers who she only used as appetizers. There was no one serious in her life anymore, not since Lauren. Dyson was for a while her sole provider of sustenance, but in war, the food supply is sometimes cutoff by the enemy. A technique used to weaken the opponent. Too many fallen soldier's to dwell on at this late hour though, as Tamsin placed her in her bed. Tamsin wasn't aware of the signals her aura was sending out to Bo. The Succubus began to take over pulling Tamsin closer and pressing their lips together. Tamsin pushed Bo downward into the bed and then attempted to bolted out the door. Her attempt was thwarted when she found herself bound to the floor. She became overwhelmed by her innermost lustful urges making it stride to the surface. She turned around to see Bo reaching out for her, calling her closer without actually verbalizing. "Don't do this Bo," Tamsin pleaded.
"I can't do anything that you don't already want to do," Bo replied, seductively beckoning her with her powers of persuasion.
Tamsin tried to resist, but something wouldn't allow her to deny Bo. Something in her beg to surrender. Her body surged with passion as she was forced to draw nearer to her insatiable one time lover. Bo touched her on the waist causing her knees to buckle, and she fell onto the bed. Taking advantage, Bo climbed on top of her seized body and leaned in to kiss her. The second their lips met Tamsin broke from her trance. She tossed Bo off top of her and onto the empty bed space, sighing indignantly. She looked at Bo in disbelief. "How could you?!" she yelled.
"I'm sorry Tamsin. I couldn't get a hold of myself. When I get weak sometimes my body gets the best of me. But never like this."
"If you needed to get your strength up you should just ask," Tamsin offered.
"I think I need more than you are willing to give Tamsin," she said lowering her head.
"What haven't I already given for you?" Tamsin responded. Making her way toward the bedroom door, she said, "Goodnight. I'll sleep on the couch."