A/N: It's back! Get pumped, I'm falling in love with this story. This is mega-co-written by both River and Ari and our lovely new co-writer, Wynter (user blasphemicrage). She's super awesome and her writing skills are off the charts! We hope you enjoy this chapter, I think we all had fun writing our own little bits and pieces of it. On to the reading, loves!
Disclaimer: The sexiness of Lost Girl and its über sexy characters aren't ours though there would be a lot more Valkubus in the show if they were.
"Bo-Bo, come on! You gotta help me out here, D-man's killin' it today..."
Kenzi's lively voice sang out from the direction of the pool table at which she and Dyson were playing. Bo sighed and downed the rest of her whiskey before relinquishing her seat at the bar to join her friends.
Dyson gave her a quick nod and smile, as curt as always. Still, Bo couldn't help but panic ever so slightly; it'd been days since he'd witnessed the scene on the couch of his loft, yet it was almost as though Dyson hadn't realized that the woman with Tamsin was, in fact, her. She hoped that was the case, and she took comfort in the fact that logic had her back on this one. Anyone who was as drunk as the wolf had been couldn't have told the difference between Honey Boo Boo and Mount Rushmore.
"Oh, Bo, I almost forgot," said Dyson, waking Bo from her thoughts. "I heard you finally found that under fae we've been tracking. Did it give you much trouble?"
Bo felt her arm tingle, fondly remembering it's...absence, one could say, not long before. "It put up a fight, but I made sure it was its last brawl before bedtime," she chuckled, giving Dyson what she hoped was a natural-looking face of confidence. He smiled back, putting the succubus's nerves to rest for the time being.
"Glad to hear it. But... It didn't hurt you badly at all, right? Maybe the job was too easy for you," he added with a sly wink.
"Oh, well, uhm... Yeah, it was nothing big! I had a few cuts here and there but luckily there was...a nightclub I knew nearby," she mumbled quickly.
Before the conversation could continue, Kenzi cheered loudly and called Dyson's attention back to their game. Bo slunk back to lean against a pillar, half watching the heated match of pool and half wondering why a certain blonde hadn't been around recently.
She thought back to her night with Tamsin. The woman had been on her mind quite a bit since their encounter at the loft. Soon she found herself lost in the memories.
"Do you think he saw anything," Bo asked, peeking up from Tamsin's chest where she had ducked down in attempt to hide her identity from the intruding wolf. "I mean, do you think he saw it was me?"
"Not unless he can identify you by your bare ass," Tamsin scoffed, gently shoving the succubus off of her body and rising from the couch. "Though, considering the amount of times he's seen you naked, it's entirely possible," she chuckled with a smirk, pulling her sports bra back over her head after tugging her workout pants to her hips.
"Oh, you're a comic genius," Bo said sarcastically, raising herself from the sofa before beginning the hunt for her clothes in the apartment.
Both girls jumped slightly when a loud knock rang through the loft – again – followed by a deep, slurred voice.
"Tamsin, I don't mean to intrude," the wolf began, "but I'd kind of like to go to bed. So if you and your...erm...house guest could hurry this process up a bit, that'd be delightful."
"Right, because intruding is obviously something you're concerned with at this point," the blonde called in response before catching Bo's panicked expression. "What's wrong with you," she muttered, taking a sip from her beloved whisky bottle.
"How the hell am I supposed to get out of here without Dyson seeing me," Bo hissed, pulling her torn jacket over her shoulders and looking at Tamsin as if she had just asked an extremely ridiculous question.
Tamsin quirked an eyebrow giving Bo a similar expression to the one she was currently receiving from the succubus. "Uh, window?" She pointed the bottle in the direction of the large window that lead to an alleyway below.
"Tamsin, we're on the third floor! How the hell am I supposed to-"
"Did that under fae take more than just your arm or are did that sex just fuck with your head too much?" the blonde drawled impatiently. She sauntered slowly over to the brunette and reached a hand up, brushing a stray hair from her face. The Valkyrie moved her face towards Bo's lips but quickly aimed her mouth for the succubus' ear instead. "Fire escape, babe. Not that difficult," she whispered, her breath hot on Bo's skin, bringing a wave of goosebumps to the surface.
"Having fun, succulette?"
Pulling her from her trance, the three throaty words combined with the chillingly warm breath on the back of Bo's neck made her slip away from the pillar's support and nearly fall flat on her face. To say that she had been startled would be like saying Kenzi's tab at the Dal was manageable.
"Sorry to wake you from la-la land," Tamsin said through a chuckle. "I'm sure you were having a good dream..."
Bo felt the Valkyrie's fingers ghost along her lower spine, shooting a chilling sensation down to her toes and up to her neck. She stood up straight and looked over her shoulder just in time to catch a glimpse of Tamsin's piercing green eyes looking back at her. The blonde turned to greet Dyson and crew, face never wavering from her ever-present smirk.
Bo leaned back against the pillar, silently cursing Tamsin's devious demeanor. That cunning little shit...she just can't resist catching someone off guard, can she.
As if on cue, Tamsin turned back towards Bo once more to give her a sly yet somehow intoxicating wink, then turned back just as quickly to help Kenzi play pool.
Bo was being teased on purpose, and she knew it. Somehow she'd just been left in the dust, and she wasn't about to accept being shown up by the snarky detective. The succubus smirked to herself. Two can play at that game, little miss Valkyrie.
"Oh yeah! That's right wolf-man. Never challenge the Kenz," Kenzi bantered after sinking her last ball into a side pocket.
Dyson rolled his eyes at the little Russian. "You got lucky, human. Twenty bucks says you won't get lucky twice."
"Oh you're on, dog breath."
"Pairs this time. Me and Bo against you and Tamsin. Bo, you in?" the shaggy man glanced questioningly at Bo, still holding her place at the pillar.
"Yeah, why not," Bo agreed, noticing an opportunity, "but why don't we get some drinks first?"
"Yes! Drinks are essential. Come on D-man, let's get you a pitcher for you to wallow in your loss." Kenzi turned on her dangerously high heel and headed for the bar, Dyson close behind, shaking his head and chuckling at the spirited little human.
Once the two had cleared the area, Bo pushed herself away from the pillar and began slinking towards the pool table where Tamsin stood, bent over and setting up the balls for the next game. She approached the blonde quietly like a cat stalking its prey.
After a few well-placed steps, she reached the intriguing Valkyrie. Leaning casually behind her, she placed a hand at the base of her back, just above her backside. She pressed her body lightly against Tamsin's. The blonde jumped and Bo heard her breath hitch in the back of her throat at the sudden intimate contact.
Bo leaned down, her lips level with Tamsin's ear, "Hey blondie," she breathed seductively, "Mind if I come over later?" She smirked, noticing the visible chills running up the other woman's neck as her breath danced across her flesh. The Valkyrie wasn't slow to reciprocate the attention, turning slowly around until her lips were centimeters away from the brunette's cheek.
"I don't know, succulette," she said, her voice low and inviting, "I'm not that into encores. I'm more of a 'one-time-big-finish' kinda girl..." she trailed off, brushing the tips of her fingers over the hem of Bo's loose-fitting tank top.
Bo smirked like she knew some sort of big secret and stared the blonde directly in the eyes – brown meeting green as if for the first time. "That's good to know. Fortunately for you, I wasn't planning a repeat performance. I think I left my thong at the loft, probably why I'd stopped wearing the damn things in the first place. I was just hoping to stop by and give the place a good once over." She winked devilishly and raised a finger to trace down the side of Tamsin's face.
Not expecting the sudden contact or this particular response, the blonde turned to look the succubus in the eyes, feeling a light blush creeping its way up the back of her neck, staining her cheeks. Bo noticed the pink tint of the detective's usually frosty skin and felt a surge of newfound confidence course through her. Her grin widened at the realization that she had such a significant effect on the woman's usually solid demeanor.
"Alright, let's do this!" Kenzi's voice rang out suddenly, causing both women to jump back. Tamsin almost fell over the pool table, not realizing she was backed up against it. The human looked curiously back and forth between the two fae women, confusion etched on her petite features. "Are we interrupting something?"
"No!" Both girls said, all too eagerly, not helping their cause in the slightest. Kenzi raised her brow in question, not buying their charade for a second.
"Okay, are we playing pool or not?" Tamsin said, spinning and grabbing a pool cue from the rack on the wall.
"You break," Dyson said, setting his drink down on the edge of the table, "prepare to have your ass kicked, partner."
"In your dreams, mutt," the Valkyrie scoffed, bending over to line up her shot.
Bo couldn't stop herself from staring at the all too convenient view of Tamsin's rear that she was currently being graced with. She felt her mouth go a bit dry as thoughts of being with the blonde came flooding back to her mind. The crack of the balls breaking snapped her from her daze.
Tamsin straightened up and turned to face Bo full on. She moved forward and shoved the pool cue into the brunette's hands. Bringing her lips to the other woman's ear, she whispered, "Your move, succubus."
Bo shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts. She took a hefty chug of the beer Kenzi had brought her before lining up what was to be the perfect shot. That is, it was meant to be the perfect shot until she caught a glimpse of Tamsin shedding her jacket out of the corner of her eye, leaving her in a slinky, very low-cut, pale pink tank top. She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm her fast growing hunger and made the shot.
As predicted, the shot failed, sending the ball flying towards the edge of the pool table and knocking Dyson's drink to the floor with a crash. The contents of the glass splattered all over both the wolf and the Valkyrie. The dampness of the drink caused the black lace of Tamsin's bra to show through the light colored top.
Bo had to catch her breath and bite her tongue to keep from smiling at the new view, completely oblivious to the glares she was receiving from the two older fae across the table. She quickly looked away in attempt to hide the blue hue beginning to make its appearance in her usually brown irises.
"Thanks succu-clutz," Tamsin growled in annoyance, "this was my favorite shirt." She rolled her eyes in agitation before storming off to the bathroom. Dyson laughed a bit and shook his head, making his way to the counter to clean himself up with a well-used rag Trick had left behind in an earlier attempt to tidy up the Dal.
Kenzi grabbed Bo by the arm once both had departed. "Yo, dude. What's up with you and detective bitchy-blonde?"
The question caught Bo completely off guard and she struggled to answer casually. "N-Nothing, Kenz. What makes you think something's up?" She scratched the back of her neck awkwardly, glancing at the floor in a futile attempt to avoid the Russian's icy-eyed stare.
"Hmm, let's see, maybe the fact that you two have been eye-fucking since she got here?" Kenzi said in a whisper-yell with a light smack to the side of her best friend's head.
"Ow, hey! I don't know what you're talking about Kenzi…"
"Oh, don't give me that bullshit. Tell me what happened, it's obvious that something did." Kenzi put on her best maternal face and directed it right at the brunette.
"...okay. You know that under fae I was tracking a week or so ago?" Bo began.
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, I may have under-exaggerated when I said it didn't hurt me that bad. It kind of detached my arm and mauled my face up pretty bad," she continued.
Kenzi crossed her arms and cocked her hip, "Okay, I'll deal with the lies later, but what does this have to do with-" Suddenly, it all made sense. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell agape. Bo simply stared at her feet, doing all she could not to look her roomie in the eye.
"No...no no no! You didn't! Please tell me I'm misinterpreting this, for the love of gods," Kenzi raved.
"I would, but…." Bo mumbled, her words dropping until they were inaudible.
Suddenly, the little human began raging in slurred strings of unintelligible Russian. She clapped her palm to her forehead and started wearing a hole in the pub's floor, pacing back and forth.
Bo glanced at the bathroom door and was overcome with guilt. She couldn't take it any longer. "Okay, well, you have fun figuring that out. I'm gonna run to the restroom real fast, okay?" With that, she spun on her heel and nearly sprinted towards the wooden door of the bathroom.
Kenzi's streams of Russian faded into the back of her mind as she reached for the doorknob. She took a deep breath before placing a hand on the cold metal of the handle and turning it in her grasp. She pushed the door open and snuck into the small space.
Her eyes fell upon Tamsin's figure at the sink. She had the water running and was cleaning the spilled beverage from her soaked top. The blonde didn't turn around when Bo entered the bathroom. Whether she didn't hear the succubus enter or she just didn't acknowledge it, Bo didn't know. All she knew was that she needed to be closer to that intoxicating Valkyrie that was filling her mind and her eyes.
She crossed the room in three long strides and grabbed Tamsin by her shoulders, spinning her around and pressing her against the bathroom counter. She crashed their lips together with no warning and began roughly running her hands over the detective's torso.
Tamsin reciprocated the kiss immediately, pressing her body closer to that of the succubus and encircling her in a firm hold around the waist. She felt Bo's tongue graze briskly across her lips and granted its entrance into her mouth. She then massaged her own tongue over Bo's and pulled back, nipping playfully at the brunette's bottom lip as she did so.
She allowed her lips to hover tauntingly above Bo's as she spoke lowly, "I thought I told you no encores, succubus…"
Bo gnashed her teeth together, hating herself for being so weak under the blonde's influence. After a half second's hesitation, she gave in, stepping back and tearing her own top from her body. She looked Tamsin dead in the eye with irises electric blue and said with all the authority and seduction she could muster, "Shut up and fuck me, Valkyrie."
A/N: Ta-da! Did you like it? I did. Ohhhh boy, oh boy, this is going to be a fun story (sorry, I'm just really excited). Read, review, let us know what you think! Thanks for reading, it means a ton to us!
xRiver, Ari & Wynter :)
