This idea popped in my head and I just had to get it out. Might stay just as a one-shot, though I do have a few ideas floating in my brain how to continue this story.
AU story with Lauren and Tamsin (and a bit of Bo in chapter 1, more later!).
FYI I'm a first time fanfiction writer. So this may suck. And english is not my first language, but I do hope there are not too many off-putting grammatical or other mistakes here. No beta so all the mistakes are my own.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
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"Tamsin please don't make me do this." Lauren pleaded blocking the door leading to a class room at the private art school.
The valkyrie just smirked "A bet is a bet and art is art. You know that, Doc!"
"Do you have to be such a bitch?! I would never make you do something like this based on some dumb drunken bet!" Lauren said wishing Tamsin would cave influenced by her sad puppy dog eyes.
"Oh, stop whining Sweet Cheeks. You took the bet. Shouldn't have been so cocky. You lost the bet fair and square. Get over it." Tamsin sneered a bit too cheerfully.
"Besides, need I remind you of our last bet Doc? You made me entertain kids. Babies I've would been okay with. Maybe. They just sleep and drool, right?" Tamsin looked questioningly at Lauren.
"Right. Babies are easy. Not. " Lauren huffed rolling her eyes. Tamsin was so dense sometimes. Dense and irritating!
"Well anyways. But no easy babies for me, I had to spend a whole day with a bunch of four year old's on a sugar high! And they touched my hair! My hair, Lauren! With their sticky germ filled hands!" Tamsin exclaimed shuddering and then whispered menacingly "Nobody touches my hair."
Lauren smirked happily remembering that day. It had been wickedly enjoyable to watch Tamsin dancing and playing with the over excited bunch of toddlers. Well, Tamsin wasn't really dancing as much as she was trying desperately hop and sway out of reach of the many little hands grabbing her eagerly. And all the while attempting not to let her temper flare and lash out scarring the children for life.
"It couldn't have been that bad. The kids at the ballet school were so cute in their little tutus and they loved you to bits. And I know how you love to dance." Lauren couldn't help the chuckle escaping her lips.
Tamsin groaned and glared at Lauren, but didn't get a word in before Lauren continued. "But back to this current bet. It's null and void, 'cause I'm absolutely sure you cheated Tamsin. You beat me at Trivial Pursuit for gods sake! Me, the champion of trivial information!"
Tamsin snorted at Lauren's ranting. "Can't say that anymore Doc. You've lost your title. You're a champion no more."
Tamsin did sort of cheat, but only a little and by total accident. So she had no intention of fessing up and the valkyrie was confident it really wouldn't even be counted as cheating. Inveigling maybe. All she did was supply Lauren and herself with vast amounts of alcohol and then proceeded to phrase the questions somewhat obscurely. And she may or may not have caught a glimpse of few answers, when Lauren had been waving the cards around way too carelessly. But what can you really expect from a revengeful boozed up valkyrie. No regrets, Tamsin decided.
"Now get in there and settle this bet." She said pointing at the large wooden door with her extended index finger.
Lauren however did not move. After a moment of silence Lauren said meekly "You know what Tamsin, I'm not going to do this. You can just suck it... I'm going home."
"Sorry. You're not going anywhere. We can discuss who sucks what later." The valkyrie said winking eyes full of glee. "But now, payback's a bitch. Get in there!" She ordered.
Tamsin opened the door forcing Lauren to step aside. But Lauren felt she had to make one last effort to try and get out of settling this stupid bet.
"I really have no desire to go in there and stand naked in front of room full of strangers, so they can paint a nude portrait of me to hang on their walls. I don't want to hang on any walls in all of my nakedness!" Lauren snapped her tone a bit hysterical.
"Oh. I'm sure you don't have to stand. You can probably sit or maybe even lie down. Wouldn't that be cozy? And I for one would like to see you naked on my wall. Or against it." The valkyrie said with a sly smile.
"Come on, let's go see what pose the instructor wants you in." She quipped before shoving anxious Lauren through the open door into the class room.
"You're horrible! I hate you. So much!" Lauren barked eyes blazing.
"Yeah, right. Nice. I'll still be right here offering emotional support" Tamsin countered nonchalantly pointing at the chair next to the door. "I think I can enjoy the view best from here. And also block your escape, if you decide to make a run for it." She added grinning widely seeing the angry glares Lauren was sending her way. Revenge is sweet indeed, the valkyrie mused gleefully.
"Now now, stop with the looks sweetie. You love art don't you? This is art. And now you're going to be a part of it. Immortalized on a canvas. The art of betting, you could say." Tamsin chuckled softly.
The art of betting sounded very poetic. Even Tamsin had a way with words once in a while. She actually had almost backed out of this thing after witnessing Lauren's apparent discomfort. But she wanted to get even. Badly. That ballet thing was still giving her shivers. And Lauren would get over this. Not to mention that the woman had nothing to be ashamed or wary of. Lauren had a killer body that Tamsin had had the privilege and pleasure to caress in the past. These artsy schmucks were getting such a special treat this evening. Maybe if there was one even halfway decent artist here, Tamsin might be persuaded quite easily to buy some art tonight.
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As Tamsin was getting comfortable on her chair, Lauren scanned the room nervously. It was not that big and surprisingly the lighting of the space was moderately dim. Luckily no harsh lights. And the little stage up front was lit up only with a few soft spot lights. Lauren concluded that the atmosphere was pleasantly serene and only hushed voices, shuffling and the soft sounds of brushes and pencils on paper were heard. There were canvas holders scattered around the place and she couldn't see the painters except when they poked their heads from behind the canvases to get a better look at the model.
Lauren looked back at the stage. On the podium upfront sat a tight bodied muscular man. He was currently facing the other way. He had a white sheet strategically placed across his lap. He seemed calm and peaceful. He just sat there unmoving as if he was fine with being nearly naked in front of people. His finely sculpted ass on display for all to see. Lauren was sure she on the other hand would be fidgeting mess the whole time she had to sit there being ogled at. She was so lost in her thoughts, that she failed to notice the session had ended and the man was now advancing towards her with the sheet draped over his hips.
"Hello Doctor Lewis. Nice to see you." The man greeted happily startling Lauren.
"Oh, hey. Nice to see you detective Thornwood." Lauren replied steadily, but groaning internally. Could this day get any worse! She started fidgeting with her hands hoping somebody would just put her out her misery already. She might have a nervous breakdown before the night was over.
"Call me Dyson, please. You seem nervous. Is this your first time?"
"Yeah, it is. And I kind of feel like throwing up right about now.." Lauren sighed her eyes darting to the podium behind Dyson.
"It'll be okay. Trust me. It does feel difficult and awkward at first, but when you realize they are not really looking-looking at you. They are just seeing the shapes, shadows and outlines of your body, you know. In an artistic way..." He said smiling sheepishly. "Sorry, I really don't know what I'm saying, but I do know you won't feel uncomfortable for long. After a while it may even feel a bit liberating. Letting go of your fears and reservations. You'll do great." Dyson said patting her arm gently.
"I have a hard time believing that." Lauren muttered, but offered Dyson a small smile nevertheless.
Dyson smiled back before saying, that he had to go change and then head back to the station. Lauren was thankful for small miracles. For a moment she was mortified that Dyson might stay and enjoy the show. It would have been epically torturous meeting him later in a professional situation, if he would have had seen her in all her naked glory. She shuddered at the mere thought. She hoped that the likely hood of bumping into any of these other people here at least was slight.
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Lauren saw an older man coming her way. The man extended his hand for a handshake. Lauren shook his hand in greeting.
"Hello, I'm the instructor of this class, Herbert Collins. Nice to meet you. You're Candy, right? Our next model?" The man said exited.
"Yes.. Am I.. Sorry what? I'm La.." Lauren started her confusion evident, but he man cut her off.
"McCane? Candy McCane?" The man asked shuffling the stack of papers in his hands.
Lauren took a deep breath, before replying sweetly "Okay then.. Why yes, I'm Candy. Nice to meet you Mr Collins."
Narrowing her eyes, she shot a hot burning glare at the valkyrie sitting idly by the door. "Would you excuse me for just a moment?" She said to the man as she started to stomp towards Tamsin.
"Really?! Candy McCane?! What the fuck Tam Tam?" Lauren hissed.
The valkyrie just laughed. "Well, you are so sweet, Sweet Cheeks. Candylicious! Besides I didn't think you'd appreciate, if I had used your real name signing up for some nude modelling, Doctor Lewis."
"Still I would have appreciated not to use a stripper name as my art world alias!" Lauren continued to hiss.
"But you are kind of stripping tonight, aren't you Candy? " Tamsin taunted. "Oh shucks Miss McCane, you should go back, the teacher's waiting. Look." She grinned motioning at Mr Collins, who was anxiously looking at them and waiting to get Candy ready for the session. Lauren sighed as she walked back to the man.
Lauren was standing next to the instructor discussing some details, when Tamsin's eyes caught sight of glowing blue orbs from the back of the room seemingly focused on Lauren. As she blinked the orbs were gone. The valkyrie debated internally, if it was just the lights from the windows playing tricks on her or if there was a fae present or even worse some dangerous psycho fae. She'd met too many of those and decided to keep an eye on the participants to be safe. She did not want any crappy fae incident on her hands tonight. She was sure she could do both, watch the room and ogle the blond. She wanted to enjoy the consequence of their bet. And that consequence was a naked blond under the spot lights for her eyes to roam on, the valkyrie knew.
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"Well shit..." Lauren breathed under her breath glancing at the now empty podium, accepting that there was no getting out of this. She would have to man up, strip naked and let these people get an eyeful. Luckily there were only seven students present. And furthermore this was an evening class, so most seemed to be adults and serious amateur painters. This eased Lauren's nerves a little. Just be professional. These people are artists, they just want to paint. This is like any other odd job. Just be professional, cool and calm. Collected. You can do this. It'll be fine, she told herself silently.
But of course then there was Tamsin smiling and gloating, eyes twinkling with mischief. Lauren knew she would never hear the end of this. A triumphant valkyrie was bound to be extremely aggravating!
A 'Nude model', what an addition to my resume, Lauren grumbled. She had to roll her eyes thinking the situation she'd gotten herself into.
"The art of betting, my ass! I'll never bet on anything ever again." She whispered to herself. "Or play drunken Trivial Pursuit..."
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Thank you for reading :)
A/N I updated this after making few corrections (typos were grating my anal personality) and I also made a couple of additions.
I have the second chapter in the works, but I just started writing it. And it will probably not be up until sometime next week.