Chapter 1 - Booze Does Not Affect My Ability To Perform
Lauren laughed as Isaac was finished telling his story. The man that she admired for years was at the same table as her. She couldn't believe it.
"Yeah, that convention was very interesting," he said sarcastically with a chuckle. Lauren took another sip of her wine, she could definitely feel the alcohol affecting her.
"So, what's your excuse? How did you manage to skip out?" he asked, his eyes trained on her. She smiled and blushed a little at the way he was looking at her.
"Well, I was waiting for my girlfriend to come. But she was in the middle of something important, so she didn't make it," the doctor explained.
"I see. Is that what the outburst was when I knocked on the door?" he asked, jokingly. Lauren chuckled a little at the comment.
"Yeah. She said she'd be there, but..." the blonde trailed off. Isaac nodded his head.
"I take it that it's a regular occurrence?" he asked. Lauren didn't answer right away, feeling a little guilty for talking about Bo this way.
"She just has a lot on her plate right now," Lauren replied. Isaac nodded, "And she couldn't make time for what's important to you," he concluded. Lauren knew he was right but was hesitant to admit it. She decided it was time to go. She cleared her throat, "Thank you, Dr. Taft, for the drinks but I better get going," she said, getting up.
"Please, Isaac, and let me drive you home," he offered. She smiled at him and nodded, "Fair enough," she replied, accepting his offer. He stood and walked her out of the restaurant.
"Thank you for the drinks, Isaac," Lauren said as she unlocked her apartment door and walked inside. He followed her inside.
"No, thank you, Lauren," he countered with a winning smile. She smiled back.
"It was nice to get into that brain of yours," he continued, "RNA splicing wasn't one of my favorite subjects until you made it sound fascinating," he said. Lauren chuckled and Isaac took a step closer to her.
"I hope we can do this again sometime." Lauren knew she should back away but she didn't. She didn't move as Isaac leaned in closer to close the distance between them. However, she didn't kiss him back. He pulled away after a few moments, smiling at her. Lauren saw something move in the corner of her eye, and turned. Her face turned white.
"Bo," she murmured. Bo stood there, looking shocked, hurt and angry. Lauren felt a huge pang of guilt rake through her as she watched her girlfriend walk out the door.
"Bo, wait!" Lauren called out, following her. She caught up to her, trying to clear her foggy mind. She finally got to her before she got to the elevator or stairs and grabbed her wrist. Bo pulled it back.
"I know I missed your thing and I'm sorry. But you turn around and do this to me?" Bo asked.
"No, I didn't-He just kissed me. I didn't-"
"Save it," Bo cut her off. Lauren had a flare of anger wash through her, "And it's okay for you to sleep with every Fae in the Dal and I get yelled at because someone kisses me?" Lauren asked, her voice rising. Bo was about to retort but Lauren continued, "I guess my life just isn't that important. I'm just a human, what I do isn't important, is it? You save the world every day and I just deal with Petri dishes, right?" Lauren continued. It was Bo's turn to feel guilty, but it didn't keep her for talking back.
"You know that's different. I thought you understood. I tried not to feed on others. I tried to be monogamous and I almost died for it. This isn't an open relationship, Lauren, you can't go around sleeping with other people. And the Dawning-"
"I'm not sleeping with anyone! He kissed me, Bo! I didn't do anything wrong. And I know, the Dawning. It's always Bo and this, Bo and that. Bo and Dyson, Bo and Aife, Bo the unaligned succubus and the Garuda, Bo in Hecuba Prison, Bo and Kenzi. I'm sick and tired of it being you and something else. When is it you and me?" Lauren asked, her eyes tearing up at this point.
"It's always been me and you," Bo countered, her voice no longer raised. Lauren shook her head, "No, it hasn't," Lauren whispered. Isaac awkwardly walked out of Lauren's door. Bo glared at him and walked up to him. Lauren's foggy mind didn't quite register what her girlfriend was about to do.
Isaac smiled awkwardly, holding out his hand, "Isaac Ta-" He was cut off by Bo's fist connecting with his nose.
"Bo!" Lauren cried, running to the other doctor and making sure he was okay. The succubus walked away after that, and left Lauren to take care of the Dr. Taft.
Bo ended up going into the Dal. She needed another drink. She plopped herself on the bar stool and Trick walked up to her.
"Uh-oh," he said, seeing the pissed expression on her face. He knew it was time to poor her a couple shots.
"Thanks, Trick," she murmured, downing both of them already.
"What happened?" he asked, refilling the shot glasses with vodka. She clenched her teeth, the image of Lauren kissing the other man burned into her mind.
"Lauren kissed another guy," she growled out. Trick raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Oh," was all he could think of to say, "I see."
"I mean, I missed her thing, I know. I'm the worst girlfriend in the world. But I didn't think she would go and kiss another guy," Bo said, taking the two shots. Trick nodded, "Are you sure that's what you saw? Maybe-"
"No, that's what I saw," Bo cut off. Trick nodded his head, "Did you let her explain?" he asked. Bo shot him a glare, "Yes. She said that he kissed her but same thing. She let him do it." Trick remained silent.
"Perhaps you should give her another chance. You're going through the Dawning, hardly ever able to see her because of the conditions, maybe she was lonely," the grandfather replied, ignoring his granddaughter's hostile manner. Bo huffed, "You don't think I was too?" she asked, pouting. Trick gave her a look and she rolled her eyes, "Okay, but I'm trying so hard to be monogamous. I'm still trying, Trick," she explained. Trick nodded, "Have you found a regular yet?"
She shook her head, "No. It's usually delivery guys and the occasional hook up," she answered.
"Are you sure that's enough?" he asked, concerned. Bo looked at him, "For now. Something bad happens every time I hook up with Fae. The Fury, Dyson's werewolf friend, the girl me and Lauren chose and ended up dead. I could really use that cricket of good fortune now," she replied. Trick smiled apologetically at her.
"And Dyson's off limits. Especially since he got his love back. Why couldn't he just tell me that he got it back? Apparently he traded his love for his wolf balls," Bo said, downing another shot.
"Gimme another," she said and Trick shook his head, "You need to slow down," he said. Bo gave him a childish angry look, furrowing her brows. He chuckled and took the bottle back.
Bo turned around in her bar stool, she needed to feed. She was getting hungry. She scanned her eyes around the crowd and her eyes landed on Dyson. Her eyes softened, watching him play pool at the tables. She looked away before he caught her glance and she went back to searching through the crowd. Then a thought occurred to her.
Tamsin. Was she available? Bo thought about it for a few seconds, reminded of how amazing she tasted. She shook her head, No, she thought, not her either.
Although her foggy mind kept drifting toward the blonde. Her attitude was annoying at times, but it was sexy. And her blue eyes-
"Hey, beautiful," said a man, sitting on the stool next to her. She turned to him, a ruggedly handsome man with a little scruff on his face. She smiled but before she could say anything, Trick cut in.
"Get lost. She's not on the market," he growled dangerously. The man looked at the man, his charming smile gone. He sized up the bartender and then Bo, trying to decide whether it was worth it. He then walked away, cursing as he did so. Bo turned to Trick angrily, "What the hell? Since when do you cockblock me?"
"Trust me, Bo, you don't wanna sleep with him," he answered. Before she could ask why, he answered her question, "He's the kind of Fae that loves them, impregnates them, then leaves them until he can collect the baby."
Bo raised her eyebrows in surprise, suddenly grateful for Trick's intervention, "Pour me another shot," was her only response. As the night went on, she couldn't find any Fae of interest, even after she took shot after shot. None caught her fancy. She figured if she drank enough, some decent looking Fae would look like a god. She found her eyes landing on Dyson multiple times before he left out of the door. She didn't know if he saw her there, but if he did, he didn't approach her. It was probably for the best.
Her thoughts then drifted toward the blonde again. She put on a tough front, but Bo saw the genuine smile that flashed on her face when she said that she was one of the good ones, before she covered it with a snarky remark. She could have left at anytime and the succubus had a feeling that her excuse was bullshit. She could take care of herself, Tamsin knew that, yet she stayed. She was grateful, Bo didn't think she would have gotten that far without her.
She downed another shot.
And then she suddenly kissed her. Bo remembered how amazing she tasted when she took her chi while saving Kenzi. She could feel the overwhelming energy and power that washed through her. It was exhilarating. And she remembered the time when they were "under the influence" from the parasite, acting like teenagers. She vaguely remembered the kiss, even though only bits and pieces came to her about that night. That was three times and Bo couldn't say she didn't like it. However, her competent self knew the Valkyrie was off limits. If she fed from her, she was afraid it would be more than a one time thing.
"Okay, Bo," Trick said, taking the shot glasses, "I think you've had enough for one night," he said. Bo moaned, "No."
Trick knew better than to call Lauren or Dyson. And Kenzi was still out of town. He wiped down the counter, ready to close up and trying to think of someone to take her home. Hale was the new Ash now, he had more important things to do than take a drunk succubus home. Tamsin, he thought. He knew the girls didn't get along all that much but she was the only option.
He dialed the number and called, "Hello?" came the voice on the other line.
"Tamsin, this is Trick. I know it's late, but there's no one to take Bo home. Do you mind granting me this favor?" he asked. He heard Tamsin sigh and growl on the other line, "What about the human doctor?" she asked.
"Bo and her aren't on the best of terms right now," he replied. There was a pause before she reluctantly agreed, "Ten minutes." He hung up and walked over to Bo, who had her head on the counter.
"Time to go home, Bo," he said.
"Okay," she said, getting off the stool. Trick grabbed her arm, "Ah-uh, Tamsin's coming to pick you up," he said. Bo looked at him, "Tamsin? Great," she said sarcastically. He ignored the comment, knowing the two didn't really get along all that well. Sure enough, ten minutes later, Tamsin came through the door.
"Where is she?" she asked, walking to the bar.
"Right here," Bo said, her speech slurred, she stumbled out of the back restroom. Tamsin rolled her eyes, "Don't you know when to stop drinking?" she asked. Bo smiled, "Wanna join me?" she asked playfully. Tamsin smirked, "Another time," she replied.
"Thank you," Trick called, and Tamsin nodded, taking the succubus' arm and putting it over her shoulder and put a hand on her waist to support her.
"What happened this time?" the blonde asked. Bo chuckled, "Aren't you happy to see me?" the brunette asked. "Absolutely," Tamsin answered sarcastically.
"You were when I killed Whitman," Bo said with a smile. Tamsin almost dropped her. She didn't answer as she put her in the car.
"You like me, Tamsin, admit it," the succubus said, her voice a little loud. The blonde rolled her eyes, "You suck at reading people," she replied. Bo laughed, "I think I'm right, you just don't want to admit it" she answered. Tamsin pulled up into the succubus' driveway. She got out of the car and Bo opened the door, stepping out. She stumbled and held onto the car and Tamsin rushed to her before she fell. Bo laughed drunkenly.
"My knight in shining armor," she joked, "That's usually me." Tamsin allowed herself a little smile. She helped her to the door, and Bo got out her keys. Tamsin took them and opened the door for her, helping her stumble inside. The door closed behind, although she paid no mind to it. Tamsin was about to help her to the couch, but Bo broke away from her. She stumbled a few steps before regaining her balance and then, when Tamsin walked to her to help, Bo kissed her.
Tamsin, caught off guard, didn't push her away. But instead, kissed her back. The taste of alcohol was heavy on Bo's breath but she didn't mind. Bo pulled away after a few moments, looking into the other blonde's blue eyes. The succubus smiled and leaned in to kiss her again, except Tamsin turned her head just in time, so the succubus opted to kiss down her neck instead. She planted warm, open-mouthed kisses down the column of the Valkyrie's neck, settling on one spot and suckling. Tamsin resisted the urge to close her eyes but her eyes rolled back a little at the sensation.
Tamsin placed her hands on Bo's abdomen, pushing her away a little, "You're drunk," she stated. Instead of being discouraged, Bo took the challenge.
"I assure you, Detective," she whispered into her ear, making Tamsin clench her teeth at the sensation, "booze does not affect my ability to perform," the succubus finished, the familiar words pouring from her lips. Her drunk conscious paid no mind to it, however. Tamsin pulled away and smirked at her, "Who says I want to sleep with you?" she asked, agreeing to play this game with her.
Bo chuckled, touching the blonde's arm and sending pulse after pulse of orange energy through her, "Trust me, you're aura's burning hot," she countered and Tamsin felt a huge surge of arousal hit her. She contained the moan that almost escaped her throat and pretended to clear it, her confidence faltering.
"What about your human doctor?" she asked, not really caring but keeping the conversation going so Bo doesn't jump her bones. And Tamsin had no doubt that she would let her.
"We had an argument, but she understands. I am a succubus, after all," Bo whispered upon her neck. Bo's hands caressed her arm as they traveled up to her chest. Tamsin grabbed her wrists before they touched something they really shouldn't.
"Rebound sex?" the blonde breathed out, trying to regain full self-control again. She heard-and felt-Bo's breathy chuckle, "We didn't exactly break up," she answered and placed a kiss on her neck, "But I need to feed sometime," she continued, "And you, Detective, taste amazing from what I remember," she finished. Bo traveled up to the blonde's lips and kissed her, letting her tongue out to play and then sucking Tamsin's chi.
The blonde could feel the energy flowing out of her. The warmth and arousal that spread through her made her resolve falter a little, just like it did the last time. She let the succubus take a little more, knowing the massive hangover she was going to have tomorrow. And then unwillingly pulled away. Bo's hands went under Tamsin's shirt, sending her energy through her and feeling the warm skin there.
"Fuck," Tamsin growled, still trying to regain self-control. She heard Bo chuckle again, "I plan on it," she replied. Tamsin bit her lip as she felt Bo take her ear into her mouth and grazing it between her teeth. Goosebumps spread through the blonde.
"It's time for you to go to bed," Tamsin said, pulling away. Bo looked at her, a predatory glint in her eye and a slight shiver ran down Tamsin's spine.
"Care to join me?" Bo asked, but Tamsin only smirked, "You're on your own, succubus."
Bo smirked back at the taller woman, "We'll see," she replied before leaning in to kiss her again. Tamsin still couldn't find the will to push her away, she couldn't deny that she wanted the succubus. She couldn't deny the curiosity she felt and didn't doubt the pleasure that came with it. She felt herself backed into the a post that supported the sad little shack.
Bo unbuttoned the blonde's jeans, not wasting anymore time teasing. Tamsin felt a pulse of sexual energy through her, a strong one, and heard the audible gasp that ripped from her throat. Bo unzipped the other woman's pants and slid her hand under her panties. Tamsin didn't register the fact that Bo undid her pants and her hand clenched the post when she felt Bo's hand at her center.
"Shit," she cursed to herself, frustrated that it escaped her notice, angry that Bo had such an affect on her. The fact that she was a succubus contributed immensely, but she's resisted both succubi and incubi before, just not as strong as this one.
Bo caressed a finger through her core, feeling how wet she was. The succubus let out a breathy moan of satisfaction, "I think you do want to sleep with me, Tamsin," she stated playfully. Tamsin was only half listening, too wrapped up at the sensation of Bo caressing her clit. One hand was grasping the post behind her, and the other was fisting Bo's shirt at her waist.
The succubus' other hand gently cupped Tamsin's breast under her shirt, noticing that she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Detective, it was like you almost expected this to happen," Bo breathed into her ear, before she continued suckle at her neck-fully aware she would leave a mark. Tamsin's frustration grew at the statement, "It's three in the morning, did you expect me to dress up for you?" Tamsin growled out. Bo laughed at her response and easily slipped two finger inside of her.
Tamsin hit her head against the post from throwing it back at the sensation. She bit her lip, she was not going to give Bo the satisfaction of moaning.
"You're a quiet one," Bo whispered, caressing her thumb over the blonde's nipple. It hardened beneath her touch. Tamsin dug her teeth into her lip to keep herself from making a sound and it was starting to break the skin, but she couldn't make herself care.
Bo continued to thrust into her with the limited space she had and easily found the slightly rougher texture inside of her and curled her fingers. Tamsin let out a high-pitched moan and her knees were about to give out. Bo supported her, gaining strength from the strong sexual energy around them. She wanted more.
She crashed her lips against the other woman's and freely took more from the Valkyrie. She reveled in the sensation of power that washed through her. Tamsin felt her energy trickle away from her but was too overwhelmed by her oncoming orgasm.
Bo sent another wave of energy through the blonde and thumbed her clit. She continued to slide her fingers in and out of her core, curling her fingers erratically to illicit the moans she loved to hear so much. It was the bigger prize to hear Tamsin moan, noticing she was a quiet lover when most people would be screaming by now.
The blonde's mouth fell open as she felt herself about to come and a blue stream of energy flowing out of her mouth. Her eyelids fluttered closed and her eyes rolled back, "Fuck," she moaned out loudly and Bo knew she was hitting her climax. She kept the energy flowing through her and then taking chi out, the succubus couldn't get enough of it. She curled her fingers and kept them curled while thrusting and thumbing her clit, Tamsin pressed her lips against Bo's neck, needing to keep herself quiet. Bo stopped sucking the energy out of her, letting her hit the full intensity of her climax. The blonde bit down hard, taking the succubus off guard and a loud moan coming from her own throat.
"Faster," Tamsin breathed after letting go and when Bo complied, she started to bite down harder. She refused to make a noise but even then, little whimpers of pleasure escaped her. The blonde climbed higher than she ever had before. And then she started to come down, she dislodged her teeth from Bo's neck. Her legs were shaking as she pulled away to look at Bo. The succubus took her fingers back, licking them and slowly putting them into her mouth to taste her lover. A small rush of arousal went through the blonde, and it amazed her that the succubus could still turn her on after coming so hard.
Tamsin swallowed hard and zipped her pants up. Her eyes fixated on Bo's lips. God, if she could do that with her fingers, imagine what she could do with her tongue. The thought flashed through Tamsin's mind and yet another wave of arousal went through her. She took a moment to regain self control, and stood up straight, her shaking legs protesting.
"How was that?" Bo asked, a smug look on her face. She knew she did a number on the Valkyrie. Tamsin tried to give her a smug, unimpressed look, but she was too busy trying to stand herself.
"I told you booze doesn't affect my ability to perform," Bo said. She was still very drunk, especially from the way she smiled. The succubus placed her finger on the blonde's chest and trailed it down. Tamsin scoffed, "You're overconfident. You almost sucked me dry," and grabbed Bo's hand from going any further.
Bo shrugged, "It's not my fault you taste so damn good," she countered. Tamsin smirked, "Don't expect seconds," she retorted. The succubus gave her a seductive smile, "We'll see if you can resist it," she replied. Tamsin let out a chuckle, "I think it's the other way around."
When the blonde was sure she could walk without falling, she stood up straight.
"I did what I was asked, I have to go," she said, making her way to the door.
"Don't let the door hit your sweet little ass on the way out," Bo called. She was just about to pass out from being drunk. The energy was coursing through her, however she knew the full extent of the chi wasn't going to heal her until morning. With the amount of alcohol she drank, the most she could hope for was no hangover. Tamsin's energy was enough to keep her from getting alcohol poisoning in the first place.
She had to admit though, the sex was pretty damn good.
Tamsin walked through her apartment door, her legs mostly recovered from the aftereffects of her intense orgasm. She went to get ready for bed, going into the bathroom to brush her teeth. However, when she turned on the light and took a good look in the mirror, her mouth dropped in shock.
On her neck, were a trail of dark red hickies, on both sides. Tamsin closely examined her neck, her left side had a big one toward the bottom and a couple small ones trailing up from that. On the right, she only had a couple medium sized ones and a small one.
"Shit," she cursed to herself, how was she going to cover that up. That succubus really knew how to mark a girl. Tamsin felt her sore bottom lip and found that she had broken the skin and it was slightly swollen. There was a cut also. The blonde growled, covering those up would be a shit load of make up.