Lauren searched around the room for the clothes she had thrown off earlier and began hurriedly putting them on.
Bo just sat there, stunned.
Where the hell is she going in such a hurry?
She felt sideswiped, she really hadn't seen this coming.
Is this the same woman who was writhing underneath me just a few minutes ago?
She was usually the one to hit and run, to take what she needed and move on. No questions asked. No strings, and no complications. She had always been careful to avoid any real attachments; expectations only complicated the life of a Succubus. So why was this any different? What was she expecting from Lauren? Perhaps she should just be thankful the blonde didn't sneak out in the middle of the night without a goodbye.
Her next thought stopped her cold...What if she didn't feel what I felt? What if I am the only one who thinks there is something special happening between us? Bo was putting on a brave face, trying not to display the sudden panic she was feeling, but she couldn't shut off the questions firing off in her brain.
She couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Wait, so that's it? We get each other off, and then you just leave? Just like that? You just gave me, quite possibly, the most intimate experience of my life. Where's the basking in the romantic afterglow part that's supposed to happen? I really don't want to let you walk out the door so easily."
Lauren was already half dressed now.
"I'm so relieved to hear you say that, Bo, because I need you to come with me."
"I swear, doctor, you make my damn head spin."
"Do you trust me?" Lauren asked, as she shoved her arm into a sleeve.
"Outside of Kenzi, I can safely say I've never trusted anyone more," Bo admitted.
Lauren smiled at her honesty; it was one of her favorite things about Bo. "I can explain on the way, but right now I would really like for you to come with me."
"Funny, I thought I just did that?" Bo grinned slyly, always one to try and use humor to deflect her feelings.
"You may want to grab some extra clothes, because I'm not sure how long this is going to take."
Bo dragged herself out of bed, still not sure what to think, much less how to feel.
Lauren stopped in the middle of buttoning her shirt, moved in closer, and lifted up the brunette's chin. "And Bo? I have never in my life, felt anything, with anyone, resembling what I felt with you tonight. I meant what I said; you have captured my heart. Just...please, handle with care? My human heart, it's...fragile."
Lauren's eyes conveyed honesty, mixed with a vulnerability that made Bo's heart feel like it was stuck in her throat. She felt a twinge of guilt for being so quick to leap to conclusions, but her insecurity lifted further when Lauren ended her sentiments with a tender kiss.
"Now hurry and get some clothes on, Succubus!" She playfully smacked Bo on the ass. "You are way too goddamn distracting with that body of yours."
Bo's Car
"So where are we headed exactly?" Bo asked, thinking how she would much rather be in bed. Naked. With Lauren.
"First, we're going to my apartment. Remember how I told you that The Ash wants me to use our friendship, to study you?"
"News alert: We are way beyond friendship now, doctor. I've seen your naked bits. I've banged said naked bits."
Lauren blushed. "He has an assignment for me. Well, actually, for us. He said that you were essential to the success of the task."
"Is this another one of those conversations where you drop a bomb in my lap, and then say, but wait...there's more; if you call now, you also get this matching set of steak knives! Because really, you can keep the damn knives!" The thinly veiled frustration in her voice was not lost on the good doctor.
"I know this is frustrating, and I don't want to have to ask this favor of you. If I could think of any other way...I should have told you sooner, but in case you've forgotten already, I was kind of distracted."
"Oh sure, blame it on the Succubus." Bo teased.
"I really hate that The Ash has put me in this position, but Bo, if I refuse to do whatever it is, he could throw me in a prison cell for days, or worse. This would not be the first time. I'm nothing more than a subordinate, a human slave to the Fae."
"Not to this Fae, you're not." Bo reached over and squeezed the blonde's hand. "At least I know I'll get something good out of this." Lauren shot her a confused look. "I get to spend time with you."
"So, you'll help me?" Lauren felt a small sense of relief.
"Of course, but you're gonna owe me." Bo grinned.
"A nice, long back rub?"
"Think lower."
Lauren knew exactly what Bo meant, but it was much more fun to toy with her. "So it'll be a foot rub then?"
Bo laughed, "Higher, Dr. Smartypants." They both laughed together.
Lauren's Apartment
When they arrived at Lauren's apartment, The Ash's promised car delivery hadn't shown up yet. They had just enough time to shower, and cook something to eat. They were just finishing up omelettes, when there was a knock at the door.
They stopped what they were doing and looked at each other. The doctor's eyes were weighted with hesitation, but she answered the door anyway. It was one of The Ash's minions. He didn't say a word, just handed Lauren a pair of keys, turned around, and left.
"Wow, he's a real charmer, that one." Bo rolled her eyes.
Lauren took in a deep breath, looking nervous. "Well, I guess this is it. Are you ready? It's not too late to back out now, if you want to. I would understand."
"Whatever happens, no matter what, we're in this together." Bo reassured.
"Okay then, let's do this." Lauren was doing her best to swallow her nerves and put on a confident face. She wasn't as anxious for herself as she was for bringing Bo into an unknown situation with her.
They found the car parked out in front of the building. It was the type of car that you couldn't exactly miss; in fact, it had already drawn the slack-jawed attention of a few neighbors.
"Holy shit, Lauren! Look at that thing...what is it?" Bo gasped.
"That's an Aston Martin, 750 horsepower, 7.3 liter V12 engine. 0 to 60 in 3.4 seconds; tops out at 220 miles per hour. It's one of the rarest Astons on the market, with its full carbon fiber chassis, handcrafted aluminum body, and its 1.85 million dollar price tag."
Bo stood there a moment with her mouth gaping before she was able to say, "What a piece of shit! Ugh, I'm not driving that thing!"
Lauren grinned, slid on a pair of aviators, and threw Bo the keys. "I call shotgun."
Bo, still feeling slightly aroused by the doctor's detailed knowledge of the car, tried to play it cool as she slid into the soft leather seats. The enigmatic doctor had so many surprising layers to her, each one more intriguing than the next.
Lauren wasted no time reaching into the glove box for the envelope she was told would be there. Inside the envelope there was eight hundred in cash, and a note closed with a wax seal, impressed with the symbol of the Light Fae. She knew the symbol well, since it was the mark she wore around her neck, a constant reminder of her place in the Fae world.
"Are you gonna open it, or just stare at it?" Bo asked, as she fidgeted with the keys in her hand.
Lauren ripped the seal off. "Let's get this done, so we can go home and do each other."
"I like the way you think, Dr. Lewis. What the hell does that even say though? It looks like it's written in some kind of code."
"It's an ancient Fae language, called Fae'len. It's no longer in use; only a few Clan Elders even know how to read or write in it. The Ash apparently didn't want anyone else to be able to decipher this."
"What a drama king. Can you read it?" Bo's eyebrow arched up.
Tension hung in the air. Lauren lifted up her aviators, taking a moment to carefully decipher the words before she cleared her throat, "He wants us to collect DNA samples from a rare Fae species. He says this Fae is highly intelligent, is known to have psychic abilities, but can also be aggressive. Because of its clairvoyance, it may be able predict our arrival, so your Succubus skills will come in handy. Medical supplies are in the trunk, and the GPS system has already been set to the coordinates we need. The money is for any food or lodging expenses we may have along the way. It's tricky, because there is no word for DNA or GPS in the ancient language, but that's my educated guess."
Bo grinned, "Sounds easy enough; I think we got this."
Lauren wished she could feel as confident as Bo, but there was one thing in the note that sent her mind reeling, and her nerves on edge. She was thankful she hadn't finished all of her omelette, because her stomach might not be able to keep it down.
"Is there something else? You look, I dunno, uncomfortable?" Bo inquired.
The doctor wasn't ready to say the words out loud just yet, so she did her best to change the subject, switching on the GPS. "Looks like it's 478 miles, round trip. It's not a heavily populated area. No airport nearby."
"I can tell there's something bothering you; you do this little thing with your jaw that gives it away every time," Bo observed.
Lauren fought to push the tangled words out, "The rare Fae species we need to take samples from? Well, The Ash thinks it might be a male Issiodorensis Lyncurium, they were thought to be extinct."
"Okay, ew, is that as nasty as it sounds?"
"It's considered to be the prehistoric ancestor of four separate species of Lynx, all thought to be near extinction as well," Lauren explained.
"Wait, a Lynx? Isn't that the type of Fae your late girlfriend...?"
Lauren nodded, and a tear fell down her cheek.
"I can see why that would make you feel emotional. Tell you what, I'm going to give you a minute to yourself to process all of this. I need to call Kenzi anyway, to let her know I probably won't be home for a couple of days. Take all the time you need, okay?"
Lauren nodded again, thankful for the quiet space to breathe.
Kenzi Call
"Hey chica! Better make it fast...I just grabbed a five finger discount, and the po-po are coming for me!"
Bo could hear sirens in the background. "Kenz, we've talked about this!"
"Simmer down, Princess Leatherpants, I'm just playing Grand Theft Auto. What's up?"
Bo sighed. "I wanted to let you know that I'm going to be gone for a couple of days. Everything is fine; Awesome, in fact. I'm going on a short trip with -" she paused before adding, "Lauren."
"Oh em gee, Bobo! You bagged and tagged Doctor Hottie? I'm so proud!" Kenzi beamed at the phone.
Bo didn't say anything, she didn't need to. "I feel really happy, Kenzi."
"You deserve to be. We have a lot to catch up on. I hear doctors are freaky deaky in bed with their expert knowledge of...uhh, on second thought, nevermind, I don't even wanna go there. Sorry, gotta run, the po-po are about to confiscate my stash! I worked hard to steal that shit!"
"Talk to you soon, Kenz."
Road Trippin'
"This car is really nice, but don't you think it's a little over the top, even for a Fae leader?" Bo asked. As a Fae on the run for the past decade, she did not have many possessions of her own. She couldn't imagine owning something so lavish. She was part of the Fae world now, but in so many ways, she still felt so distant from it. Disconnected, like an outsider who belonged on the Island of Misfit Toys she'd seen on tv as a child.
"You should see the car The Morrigan drives; this is tame by comparison. I suspect that this car also has certain technology capabilities, making us easy to track. I would not be surprised if we are being monitored right now," Lauren explained, matter-of-factly. After five years of servitude, she had become, in a strange way, numb to the invasive feeling of being watched. It still bothered her, but she didn't expend as much energy worrying about things that were out of her control.
"May I suggest, Mr. Ash, if you are listening, could you include a button for time travel next time?" Bo mused.
Lauren pointed to a flashing button on the console between them. "Next best thing, heated seats," she smirked.
"I wonder what kind of gas mileage this baby gets? Does a car like this even run on gas?" Bo inquired.
"It probably runs on the blood of virgin sacrifices," Lauren dryly responded.
Bo smiled widely. "So definitely not us, then."
Lauren grinned back. "No, but I bet your blood would send this beauty into hyperdrive."
The vials of Bo's blood...She checked for them in her jacket. Still secure.
An hour later, Lauren woke up feeling rested after a nap. She ran her fingers through her hair, and lifted up her aviators, giving Bo a sleepy eyed smile.
"I hope The Ash has excellent car insurance coverage, because with you sitting over there, looking the way you do...it's distracting, and I cannot be held responsible for keeping this car on the road," Bo admitted, and bit her bottom lip.
The Diner
They stopped for a late lunch at a small diner claiming to have The Best Blueberry Pie in the World! They split a cheeseburger. Bo carb-loaded on a side of fries, while Lauren ordered a small side salad.
"Do you want whipped cream on that?" waitress Marge asked, when they ordered a slice of world famous pie to share for dessert. They both enthusiastically nodded.
Bo's mind predictably drifted to things she'd like to do with Lauren and whipped cream.
She left an extra large tip for Marge on the table, grabbed Lauren by the wrist, and hurriedly pulled her into the restroom, locking the door behind them. Bo wasted no time pressing the blonde up against the door, leaning in seductively, and feverishly planting kisses along her neck.
Lauren hesitated at first. A public restroom was definitely not on her list of romantic places. Her mind couldn't help but run through a disturbing list of bacteria commonly found there: E. Coli, Staphylococcus Aureus, Streptococcus, Campylobacter, and Salmonella. Bo's persistent and persuasive tongue eventually won, distracting her from the pathogenic deluge. She became wildly aroused despite herself.
"A second helping of dessert? Marge will be disappointed to learn the world famous blueberry pie did not satisfy," Lauren said, now feeling flirty, but trying to catch her breath from the sudden onslaught.
"What can I say? I have a sweet tooth," Bo replied in between kisses.
They made out in the restroom for several more minutes; just as Lauren was teasing her fingers into a very wet Bo, there was a knock on the door. Another restaurant patron needing to use the facilities, interrupting their hungry pursuits. They quickly straightened themselves up and walked out, looking rather disheveled.
"Be sure to like us on Facebook, if you enjoyed the pie!" waitress Marge yelled out to them as they were leaving.
They laughed to themselves all the way back to the car.
Lauren took the wheel this time, leaving Bo with way too much free time on her hands. The pent-up sexual energy she had from their interrupted quickie, and sitting in close proximity to the doctor for so many hours had her fidgeting, like a tiger ready to pounce. At one point, she blasted the air conditioning on high and sat on her own hands, thinking it might somehow help.
Familiar with the basic physiology of succubi, Lauren could see all the telltale signs.
Bo needed to feed.
