Hey all! Thank you for the reviews and the follows. This is not my first fan fic, but it is my first time writing for Lost Girl, so I'm a bit shakey will writing. If you like it, help a girl get her confidence and let me know. If it sucks - well, I guess let me know that too and I'll stick with my typical Paily.

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The coffee damage wasn't bad, but my shirt was down for the count until I could get it in the wash. As a result, I had to reluctantly purchase one of the shirts they had at the book store. Just for giggles, I made sure to find a university baby tee that was just a little too tight and as low cut as they come. I bought the shirt with the books – the mystery blonde right beside me. I wasn't letting her get away this time around. We had walked around the bookstore in silence, each of us grabbing our respective books. My textbooks seemed like children's stories compared to her Organic Chemistry, Biochemistry, Genetics, and Physics: Volume I titles. It was a little intimidating – for about half a second.

We walked back towards the coffee shop next to the bookstore after our purchases. I was serious when I said if she'd buy me a coffee I'd forget the damage to the shirt.

"Hey, can you hold these for a second?" I asked the blonde holding up the two bags from the bookstore.

"S..sure," she replied opening up her hand to take them.

I quickly grabbed out the shirt and tucked it between my knees before handing over the bags. I began unlacing my top – giving the blonde a full free preview – and then pulled the fabric over my head, making sure that none of my very long dark hair was caught in the garment. I didn't remove the shirt too fast – I wanted to show off, but I also couldn't be topless for long as someone could have called campus security.

"Um…um…miss…" she stuttered.

"Bo," I corrected as I folded my damp shirt and reached to put it back in the bag she was holding. Every move I made was thoughtfully planned out: how I moved my arms to push my boobs up, how I stretched to show her the muscles beneath the skin of my abdomen – every single move.

"Bo," she whispered. I liked how her lips caressed my name. "You're stripping – in the middle of the walkway."

I looked around. Sure, I was getting looks, but I had a bra on and I was working on putting the baby tee on.

"What's wrong? Don't like what you see?" I questioned with a smirk – already knowing the answer.

She blushed and a small smile escaped her lips.

She should have been thankful I didn't call her out on barely looking up from my breasts for the entire 2 minutes that it took to change. Once the new tee was fully situated and I saw her aura continue to beam I knew I made a good choice in shirt size. The black tee shirt had the UCSD logo on it, but it accented my large breasts as the material was forced to stretch to accommodate them. Now that she had seen some of my bare skin, I knew that the tightly stretched material across my breasts, shoulders, and abdomen would only serve to remind her of what lies beneath.

"Should we go in?" I asked reaching my hand out to her to take back my previously loaned bags.

"So, you know my name and you've been face to face with my boobs – I only think its fair that I get to know your name," I chuckled as we sat down at an open table with our coffee.

"I'm Lauren."

"It's nice to finally put a name to a face, Lauren," I confirmed reaching out my hand to shake hers playfully. When her hand met mine, I sent a small pulse into her – just for fun.

Her eyelids fluttered closed before she licked her lips, attempting to speak. "You're a succubus…" she trailed off.

"Guess the secret's out," I said taking a sizeable gulp of my coffee – ya know just in case she decided to knock it over again.

"You don't see many succubi in the academic setting. You just like to learn or?"

"Not really my choice. My grandmother requested I further my education and to appease her, here I am. Plus, it is like a candy store here. All this pent up sexual energy between the horny students. Even when I don't need to feed, it's nice to watch," I explained touching the topside of her thumb lightly. "What about you, Lauren? I've not seen you around before…" I asked with a smile. I was almost expecting her to pull her hand away, but she didn't. Instead, she used her long fingers to stroke the skin of my palm. She was even more beautiful in daylight. Her blonde hair was almost caramel colored in places. The sun peaked through the window and illuminated the highlights and lowlights of her lightly curled tresses. No one had ever taken my breath away, but this mysterious blonde left me completely breathless.

"I'm an Eired - a healer. I transferred from Yale just this year. "

"Wow. Why did you kick Yale to the curb? I mean, Yale is one of the best and judging by your book load," I pointed to her bag of books, "you are pretty damn intelligent."

She chuckled. "Well, my mother and I had a disagreement... like a 21-year disagreement and I decided to move as far away from her as possible. So I ended up here studying medicine. I want to work on human and

Fae alike."

Her face contorted slightly and I realized that I must have looked at her oddly. I was just so surprised to hear anyone else say that. She was the only other fae that I had met to show an interest in protecting humans.

"Please don't get on me about the place of humans Bo..."

"What?"

"You're looking at me funny," she grabbed her coffee and her bags before standing up. "I'm sorry about the coffee – really, but I'm just going to go…"

I grabbed her arm instinctively "no... don't go. I didn't mean... dammit… I just… I have never met someone with similar values. Hell, I haven't even chosen a side. I refuse to. My grandfather is still kinda irritated with me because I won't choose. I have no allegiance and no protection of either clan. So I get it," I explained quickly, drawing her arm back down.

Thankfully she sat back down. I wasn't the kind of person that went chasing after people – not like that anyways. Aside from Kenzi, if people wanted to leave- well, don't let the door hit you on the way out. But my heart started to hurt when I realized Lauren was ready to leave.

"You are unaligned?" She asked – curiosity and bewilderment plastered across her perfect features.

I nodded. "I have different views than the light and the dark. I had to claim Kenzi, my little sister for all intents and purposes, just so no one would see her as a snack. But I hated doing that. Surprisingly, you can learn a lot from humans. I mean, yes, I feed on them, but I wouldn't say sex is harmful, would you Doctor Lauren?"

"Not a doctor yet," she laughed avoiding my direct question – her ears blushing, giving her state of mind away.

"But I like how it rolls off my tongue…" I leaned over towards her, my lips close to her ear as I whispered "Doctor Lauren."

"You're a very bad succubus," she chuckled nervously.

"You meant 'good'," I smiled widely. I looked down at my phone – disappointed at the time. "Well, that's my cue. Thanks for the coffee."

"Wait, how can I find you?" she called to me before I walked out of the coffee shop.

"You'll find a way. Goodbye Doctor."

I walked out of the coffee shop very proud of myself. When I had left Lauren, her sexual energy was a 12 on a scale of 1-10. I definitely felt redeemed from the previous night.

I only had two classes per day – thankfully. After my second class I left for the Dal. The Dal was a way station of sorts that my grandparents owned and ran. Every Fae that passed through the area, signed my grandfather's ledger – basically, a big ass book. He was kind of anal about it, but it proved to be useful on more than one occasion – including today. When I arrived, I jumped the bar and grabbed the book from one of the shelves.

"Is it physically impossible for you to talk the extra 5 feet to go around the bar like a normal person?"

"Not normal. And yes," I replied to Trick.

"Why the need for the book, Bo?" he questioned. "Don't put it on the bar. I don't want any risk of it getting wet."

"Don't you trust me?"

He rolled his eyes as I laid it directly on the bar and started searching for a "Lauren".

"Who you looking for, kiddo?"

"Lauren…" I trailed off only half listening.

"Lauren Lewis?" Trick replied.

I looked up from the book of names.

"An Eired?"

I nodded. "What do you know of her?" I asked.

"I know of her. Eireds are powerful Fae. They feed on the pain of others and in return provide an anesthetic like feeling to the hurt person. A person's pain becomes an Eired's power. The more powerful the Eired, the more they feed, the better they heal."

"So, essentially they are a bunch of good-doers?"

"Yes and no. Eireds, if powerful enough, can also act as a conduit of sorts. If they come in close contact with other Fae, they can take on the power of that Fae for a temporary time. According to legend, that power was initially used to aid in healing of certain wounds or illness of which the primary Eired power could not heal. Many Eireds only have the acquired power from another Fae temporarily, but no one really knows how long "temporarily" lasts. Which, as you can understand, makes them one of the more dangerous species. Also, a bit of irony – the only power they do not have or cannot gain is the ability to heal themselves in the manner in which they heal others. It takes a lot for an Eired to die – in fact, they are among the longest to live, but if they are hurt, healing takes time."

That made zero sense. "Okay, so let's say an Eired gets pierced in the heart…"

"The heart is damaged, but typically the Eired will survive. The more they feed, the stronger they get, but the heart will only heal so fast. There have been many cases where non-fatal damage is never healed. I knew a blind Eired once," Trick explained.

"She hasn't signed the ledger," I confirmed shutting the book.

"Well, bring her in and she can sign while she has a beer on the house."

"Hey BoBo!" Kenzi ran to stand beside me. "See any hot mama's on campus today? Anyone get the sugar?" She asked with a suggestive look on her face.

"Do you have to talk about my granddaughter's sex life in front of me, Kenzi?" Trick cried.

"Sorry Trickster. But dude, you are totally married to a succubus, you know all about them goods," Kenzi defended.

Trick blushed profusely and turned to walk to the other side of the bar. "I'll just be here, cleaning glasses."

"How was school?" I turned and asked Kenzi before she could inquire about my sex life anymore.

"I didn't get suspended," she replied.

"A step in the right direction. What did you do?"

"Accidently set the theatre on fire…"

"Accidently my ass."

"I have a week of detention starting tomorrow. It's not that bad though, there's a yummy cake waiting for me tomorrow."

"I'm starting to think your 'accidental' was completed planned out."

"Hey, a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do!"

"Just be safe, Kenzi."

"Coming from you…"

"I am never not safe."

Kenzi didn't need a mother, but she did need a big sister. She didn't always make the best choices, but she was mine and I loved her no matter what her choices. When it came to sex, I couldn't really tell her "abstinence was best", ya know? I'd probably die. To have to abstain from broad chests, tight abs, or hard cocks… soft skin, cherry lips, or sweet nectar…boobs… There's no way. I would physically die.

A week and a half flew by – no sign of Doctor Lauren. I figured she would find me at the bar – at least a day over the weekend. But no sign of the blonde. It was incredibly disappointing and it was bothering me. I did not like whatever this feeling was. I wanted to go find her. I wanted to find her, push her against a wall, and fuck her until she screamed my name. Oh, did I mention the dreams didn't stop. I'm a fucking succubus, what the hell got into me? Or maybe it was that she hadn't been in me and that was the cause for my most recent obsession. When I would wake up every single morning, it's because I would smell her in my dreams. I would smell her, feel her soft skin…. UGH!

I fed more than usual over the previous 10 days. Guys, girls, humans, Fae – it didn't matter. I even pulsed Claire just so she'd agree to letting me have an additional 15-30 minutes in the night. Walt made a comment that I was compensating – you know more sex with other people because I couldn't have the one I wanted or some bullshit. Such an ass.

Poor Kenzi walked in on another three-some Saturday morning. How did she not hear? I had fed from 2 or 3 others in the bar, on the dance floor, that night. However, as I was leaving at 2, there was this couple outside practically having sex atop the dude's car. It was so damn hot – so I took them home. Kenzi walked in, screamed, and then continued to scream telling me to warn her when I brought strays into the house. Neither woke up at the sound. Hell, I had to help carry the guy outside, poor thing, just so he and his girl could go home. I mean seriously, the guy was full of it – talking crap all night about he was going to "give it to us all night long". The dude passed out like after an hour so the gorgeous red-head and I continued well into the early morning. She had stamina – even for a human. Just when I thought for sure she was done…round 27. I was definitely sure to get her number before she left. Even if I had to put up with her (not so physically) cocky boyfriend for the few minutes he was able to bring (what I hope wasn't his A-game cause it was sad) to have a good night with her... yea, it was worth it. Though I really needed to make a note as to who was who in my phone. I was starting to get all my booty calls mixed up. Maybe instead of taking pictures of faces, I could take pictures of boobs and cocks… It'd be a good game. "Does Bo want cock or vag tonight?" and then it's like Wheel of Fortune. I would definitely need to put a lock on my phone.

It was Wednesday and I was sitting in the library searching for…. ok, sorry. I was sitting outside the library…. FINE I was sitting on a top balcony of building beside the library which looked over the volleyball court. Anyway, I was searching the school's directory for Lauren Lewis. I know – I don't know why she got my panties (not that I wear any) in a twist, but damn, I needed to see the Doctor, okay? I was feeling…a bit "ill". I figured if Trick spat out a last name so quickly, that must be it because he was usually right on target – as much as it pained me to say that at times.

Well, Lauren Lewis was a student at UCSD. But how to find out where she was? Her class schedule? If she worked on campus? I know what you're thinking – no I'm not a stalker, though it sure sounds like it. I just need to see her again. Good thing a pretty young thing in admissions was so willing to give me his username and password to get into the system like an employee. It's amazing what a small touch can do.

I pulled up her schedule and student work assignment – she was into molecular and cellular research, how not surprising. I looked at my phone – she had a large gap between classes now. I would bet everything that she was in this Dr. Johnston's laboratory. I packed up my things and headed out – very sorry to abandon the gorgeous girls in nearly nothing putting all their effort into volleyball practice. Go Team!

Getting into the lab's lobby was easy. Getting behind the locked doors was even easier. The hardest part - finding the goddamn building. I opened the door to her lab and stood in the door way.

"You never came to find me?" I quizzed the blonde looking into a microscope.

She jumped about a mile off the ground before spinning around quickly.

"Bo. What are you? How did you?"

"Disappointed?"

"No, I just…how did you get in here?"

I flashed a badge I had been given by one of the security guards. "Better get some better security. Currently, they'll let anyone in here."

She shook her head and gave me a knowing look.

"You didn't answer my question, Doctor Lewis," I emphasized walking towards her.

"Maybe I wanted you to find me?" She countered taking a confident step towards me.

"Well, I found you," I stated standing in her bubble. With my boots on I was slightly taller than she. I liked it – made me feel more in charge.

"Why did you find me, Bo? Is there something I can do for you?" She questioned taking small steps towards me – forcing me to back up against a wall.

"I, uh," my fucking mouth went dry…again.

"Yes?"

"I wanted to see you."

"Wanted to see me? I thought a powerful, gorgeous succubus like you would have forgotten all about Doctor me," she smirked, stroking my arm. I felt a pulse run through me – my sexual desire increased nearly 10 fold. I pooled my pants, and all I could think about was her taking me right here, right now.

"That's right… Eirmed's are able to take on powers of those closest to them…" I remembered.

"Did your research, I see," she smiled before backing away and ending the pulsing.

"Umm…yea… my…my grandfather owns the way station in town," I began trying to straighten myself up. "You should come by for a drink and to sign the ledger. Every Fae in town signs the ledger. It's nothing fancy, just a big ass book.

"Ah, yes. The Blood King's ledger," she nodded.

"How did you know?"

"You're not the only one who can research, succubus."

She searched me. Bo – 1 Everyone else – 0

"So how bout it? Come to the Dal tonight? It's my only night off from the bar."

"Are you asking me on a date? If so, you could do better," she smiled. Her smile was sweet but sassy. Like she knew something I didn't want her to know. Like she knew that I had purposely sought her out because I couldn't stop thinking about her. It was seductive and sultry, and full of confidence.

I smiled back – not knowing exactly what she was playing at. "Fine," I whispered before closing the distance between us again. I moved her hair behind her ear and stroked her face with one finger. "Will you have drinks with me tonight?" I whispered into her ear, my lips just touching her skin.

As much resolve as she may have, the notable shiver that ran up her spine gave her away.

"I'll see you tonight," she whispered back.

I moved back to look into her eyes. "Until tonight, Doctor," I confirmed before closing the distance and placing a tender kiss on her cheek. And then I left.

She was good at this game – but I was better.