Disclaimer: None of these characters are my own. You guys know the drill. I'm just borrowing them. :)
I have no idea what this is. I just wanted to write an Aife/ Lauren short story. Decided not to stick this in my Lost Girl drabble story and post this all as its own. This will be very short. Three chapters max. Anywho, enjoy!
All mistakes are my own.
Chapter 1
Day 1
Tender touches fell to her hair. Lauren groaned, coming to and tried to rub her aching temple and realized her wrists were bound. The coolness of the wall she was propped up against alleviated some of the pain. "They're going to come for me." Lauren grunted, sluggishly moving away from the hand.
"How adorable." Aife cooed, stepping away from the doctor and regally sat in her plush love seat. "You think I could give a rats ass about the Light." Just then a scantily-clad oily, muscular male servant served Aife a glass of wine and fed grapes to her.
Lord, could she be more pompous?
Lauren laughed bitterly, tonguing the cut to the inside of her cheek.
"Im talking about Bo, lunatic."
That made Aife positively giggly.
"Humans." Aife clicked her tongue. "I thought you supposed to be the smart one?" Lauren's eyes became hard. "That's what I want."
"Then what is this extravagant show for!?"
Aife winked and took a sip from the goblet. "You'll see."
Day 2
Lauren gasped with wide, blurry eyes. Cold water had been thrown in her face instantly waking her. Her surroundings were bland considering the woman's tastes, but Lauren figured the succubus wasn't trying to impress her. She noticed she was in a bedroom lacking windows, which only dulled the overall ambiance. A bed so close yet, she was chained to the ground like an animal, though that was nothing new. Just another Wednesday with the Light fae.
"Oh goody, you're awake." Aife smiled, walking towards the chained blonde while caressing her wet cheek.
Lauren could only pant like a dog, trying to quell her accelerated heart and clear her disorientation.
Aife turned her head this and that way, scrutinizing her features with schooled expression. Lauren shivered when feather-light fingers began traveling over her brow to her ear, across her mouth to neck.
"Mmm...I see why my baby girl has taken a liking to you-even if you are human." Dark eyes appraised Lauren's loveliness. "Let's see how you fair. I know my baby girl has coddled you."
Breathing noisily, Lauren jerked away from the woman, only to gasp when a hand gripped her hair, straining and exposing her neck.
"Oh gods." Lauren shook and groaned when a pulsing red hand trailed it's way over her taut neck before a mouth nipped and sucked on the skin. Lauren felt wetness pool between her legs.
The sensations were all encompassing. They stole her functions to think of anything other than the hot, wet mouth claiming her. So different, yet the same as Bo.
Aife's breasts pressed into Lauren and instinctively her hands reached out and gripped the succubus dress and mewled into the air.
The blonde was only half aware of a sinfully low chuckle reaching her ears as she climaxed with Aife's tongue on her neck while having her hair pulled.
Suddenly the succubus, disengaged herself, smiling as the blonde fell to her shaking knees.
"You moan and sigh so lovely."
She couldn't look at the fae, so the blonde was glad a curtain of hair that fell over her eyes. The tell tale signs of the woman departing from heels growing fainter until only silence greeted Lauren.
When tears sprang in her eyes, Lauren wasn't sure if she was crying because she liked it or because she wanted Aife to touch her once more.
Day 3
"Let me go! Stop! Let me go!" Lauren struggled as two big, burly men carried her flailing body as if it was paper. With her legs and arms bound Lauren knew her chance of escape was slim to none, but she had to fight.
She missed Bo fiercely.
They released her from the binds only to hook her to a new device that resembled a Saint Andrew's cross. The grip was strong but not overbearing. The room was beautiful. Low lighting with spacious, yet modest decor. Before one of the men blindfolded her Lauren peered curiously at a giant bathroom, where a female servant was pouring what appeared to be oils into a bath. That made Lauren conscious of the dirt clinging to her body. It had been days since she bathed.
She heard a door close and lacking her sight the scents of the oils assaulted her nose all the more.
Lavender and rosemary.
"Miss!" Lauren shouted. She could only hope the woman hadn't left with the bozos. "Please-Im begging you, help me."
She knew the attempt was futile if she was enthralled.
"Did anyone ever tell you you're so much more attractive when you beg?"
Lauren's body seized hearing Aife's voice. Her head whirled to the area she thought the succubus stood.
When had she enter the room?
"Aife. I know you can be a rational, intelligent woman-"
"Using flattery now." Lauren bit her lip in frustration.
She was able to hear the soft, playful timbre in the succubus honey voice. The sound wiggled its way under skin and made her stomach flip.
"I'm sure you can see the flaws in kidnapping a ward of the Light fae? Release me and stop this oncoming doom."
"I cant blame you for trying." Lauren heard the playfulness in her tone. "Listen good dear. There are two choices laid out before you. Option one is you play nice and I let you bathe your stinky, dirty body or option two is I use your body for my own personal fun toy. I assure you dear there is a stark difference in those treatments. Choose your next words wisely."
"Screw you psychopath!" Lauren raged in her binds, ignoring the pain biting into her wrists.
Click
Click
Click
"So you want to be disciplined by mama bear." Aife ripped the blindfold from Lauren's eyes. After blinking through the light burning through her retinas all she saw was the cold, steely glare that made her insides quiver.
Lauren prayed Bo would find her soon...
TBC