A/N WARNING: This is a story about dark!Lauren. As a result there will be some graphic themes hinted at (and I'm not just talking about sex). Please note that Lauren has a reason for everything, and if her reasoning is not made clear this chapter, it will in future ones.

Warning 2: I am going to be changing the tagline of this fic from Lauren/Bo/The Morrigan to Lauren/The Morrigan/Bo next update. Not because my ultimate plans for this story have changed – I have had a very clear picture of how I want things to end since Chapter 1 – but because I am just now realizing how large a role Evony will have in this story (This really is a story about the three characters and I may change it back once Bo is introduced).


Lauren:

Lauren smirked while remembering the reaction of the large, rather dumb, fae doorman downstairs. Granted, she was dressed to the nines tonight; in a knee-length red dress with a slit that exposed all but the top six inches of her thigh. The 'Elegant Dr. Lewis' was a persona she learned to adopt early on while working for the fae – using her aura of confidence as a shield against any attacks that would come her way. Sure, some remarked 'out of hearing' that she was acting above her station, but Lauren knew that most fae found it difficult to look at her as 'food' when they were thinking of 'sex'. And for some reason, 'confidence' and an 'aloof nature' made people want the latter. Thankfully the only fae she knew well who saw the two as synonymous treated her as...something special. Until she didn't.

Lauren was brought out of her ruminations by The Morrigan's latest personal goon opening the door to her personal chambers. She had to admit, she was slightly disappointed that Evony was nowhere in sight, although knowing the woman and her vanity, the doctor resigned herself to lounging for a good fifteen minutes while waiting for a 'fashionable entrance'. "Craig, how are you this evening?"

The tall, oiled, well muscled fae merely shrugged and opened the door a bit further. Although his tone and persona were respectful, there was still a hint of distaste in his voice."The Morrigan kindly asks that you help yourself to some champagne while you wait, Doctor. She also told me to tell you that I have the rest of the evening off, so if you have special requests, now is the time to ask."

The blonde stood her ground in front of the man and stared at him with a steely gaze. Careful here doctor, remember that he is Dark. "Yes, I kindly request that you look at me in the eyes. I may -only- be human. But trust me, Craig, when I say that my humanity is one reason why you do not wish to cross me."

The goon looked at Lauren in surprise before nodding at her once and exiting the door. Lauren didn't even have to wait a minute before the sound of clapping began to echo around the room. "Well, well, well. Look who is finally growing a pair."

Lauren allowed her eyes to slowly meander down her dinner companion's form, appreciating how the brunette's perfectly tailored black dress clung and draped over her athletic form. She couldn't help but chuckle as she noted the other woman eying her with similar appreciation. Well, one thing is for sure. This will be an interesting evening. "Morrigan, if I started growing a pair, I would immediately check myself in to my lab and not exit until said pair dissipated."

The dark fae leader sauntered over towards the couch, grabbing two flutes of champagne on her way. "A shame, that would be an interesting experiment for you, Doctor. I always wondered if having all of that..distraction...would cause someone to lose focus more easily. Men are, after all, idiots."

"Yet by all reports you prefer them. Most likely for that reason. Tell me, Evony. Do you enjoy having your ego...stroked?" The doctor made sure to subtly slide her hand over The Morrigan's as she took the drink. Interesting how a bit of logic can diminish guilt. Did I really live with that much baggage attached to a quick fuck before?

"Sweetie, I may prefer gorgeous, muscle-bound men as eye candy, or for a quick fling. They do get the job done rather quickly, after all. But sometimes I am in the mood to enjoy myself for more than ten minutes at a time. Besides, I do have a taste for the..exotic."

"And you think that a single white female doctor, who is human by the way, is exotic?"

Evony merely laughed and took an elegant sip from her flute, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Doctor, your humanity is exactly what makes you exotic. You struggled to stand up for yourself with the help, yet here you are sparring with me. I know there is a spark plug in there just waiting to be lit. And when it does, doctor, I want to be around to witness your...explosion, as it were."

"You are calling me weak."

"No, I am calling you train-able. You have so much to learn, doctor, and since you are my special little human project, and with the right combination of reward and, for the sake of fun for all, punishment, I look forward to...mentoring you. To be the perfect Dark Fae asset."

"Are you likening me to a dog, Evony?"

Evony suddenly grew serious and set her glass down, her eyes hard as she spoke in a business like tone. "Well you were beaten like one by the light. You still allow my...minions...to get away with far more than they should. You are supposed to be my assistant. My go to doctor, but you can barely stand up for yourself to the help."

Lauren narrowed her eyes and glared at the dark fae leader. The only sound in the room was the light clink of Lauren's glass as she gently set it on the table next to her. "I saw no point in defending myself Evony. Why spend the energy trying to change a status quo that has been around for thousands of years? Especially when I could be, and was, punished for trying in less...entertaining ways than you have in mind for the evening."

Evony leaned forward and lightly cupped Lauren's chin with a hand, forcing the human to look up at her. "Sweetie, allow me to cut the crap and tell you how it is for once. Believe it or not, I don't really care for people beyond how they can improve my life. If you don't start commanding authority, then you are useless to me. I was going to kill you in that lab of yours, doctor. After all, I had every right to. But you changed my mind by showing me a spine of steel to go with your wit. And that is what makes you useful to me. Yes, you can create poisons and can cause amusing panic among the Fae. Which will only keep me entertained for a week at most. Yes, you can heal my people, which by the way is BORING. Yes, you have a very sharp, and flexible mind. But all of that is useless if you cower in the corner. If I am going to use you, doctor, you have to allow yourself to be used as my tool. And all of my tools have an aura of authority and power."

The blonde allowed herself a full minute to think about Evony's words, her eyes not leaving the dark leader's even as her mind replayed the past month in detail. True, Evony was using her. But it was also true that to some extent, she was using the brunette. She didn't appreciate being likened to a dog, however. That will have to be fixed, and soon. Perhaps...yes. That will be a perfect chance to...demonstrate my ''power" as a human. The doctor's lips curved slowly upward in a sensual smile, slinking one hand forward to grasp the back of the brunette's head even as the other ever so lightly traced the low cut collar of her cocktail dress. "I can show you my...authority tonight Evony. On the condition that you don't punish me for doing so tomorrow."

Evony chuckled and arched back, the woman clearly enjoying the light teasing over her skin. "Sweetie, there may be some punishing, but I promise you you will enjoy every second of it."


The Morrigan:

Evony was about to show the doctor exactly what her boy toys enjoyed about her when she felt the fabric of her dress stretch. Surprisingly, Lauren dragged the brunette so that their bodies were flush, each breath allowing them to press firmly against each other before retreating. Taking advantage of the situation, Lauren leaned forward, speaking in a soft, husky tone, allowing her warm breath to flutter over the Dark leader's neck. "Well then, I suppose now would be a perfect time to show that I can...take charge...so to speak."

At the human's words, Evony's eyes fluttered closed, her own hands slipping under the doctor's dress straps even as she was firmly guided backward. The human knows what she is doing. Guess she learned a thing or two from the succu-cunt. I suppose I should put some effort in to making her try. "Sweetie, did you know that most of the time, the person on the bottom has the power?"

Lauren merely smiled as she slammed the Dark Fae leader against the wall, her own eyes sparkling with mischief. The sound of fabric tearing combined with cool air flowing over her caused The Morrigan's eyes to snap open. "Evony, by the time I'm done with you, you won't even remember to think about power." Without waiting for a response, the blonde leaned forward to suckle and bite on Evony's neck, causing her to arch her head against the wall in an attempt to give the doctor more room.

The Morrigan couldn't believe the sensations that the human was causing. It seemed like the woman had several more hands than could be accounted for. Evony knew that she would have marks from the woman's nails scraping down her toned stomach, but when the doctor's hands slipped under her bra and began firmly massaging her orbs, the Morrigan could only moan, "More". With a smirk, the blonde slipped the black lace from her shoulders and replaced the fabric with her teeth, slowly nipping her way down to the tops of her breasts and pausing to speak. The mere act of conversation caused the doctor's lips and tongues to glide over her, which in turn caused the brunette to grasp the blonde's hips and grind against her. "What was that Evony? I couldn't quite hear you. What did you want from me?"

The fucking bitch is toying with me. Oh, I will have my way with her. After she has her way with me. "If it isn't...blatantly...obvious...I want you in me. Now Doctor." Lauren merely chuckled as she ripped the remaining lace covering her flesh, the doctor's eyes now wicked as the knuckles of one hand ever so lightly rubbed against the brunette's already sensitive nipples, her other hand sliding down Evony's stomach to rest lightly over her mound. "Now now, Morrigan. What's the magic word?"

Evony growled and grasped Lauren's hand, guiding it so that it was planted firmly between her legs, not at all caring that she was tipping her hat. If she keeps teasing me like this, I will melt in a puddle on this floor. The woman isn't even undressed and has me -almost- ready to beg her. "Fuck me. Now."

Lauren laughed and slowly parted Evony's lips with two fingers, slipping two more inside of her even as the fully dressed doctor slid down to her knees. All train of thought escaped the burnette's mind as she felt a surprisingly flexible tongue tease its way around her clit, matching the rhythm of the surgeon's hands within her. The Morrigan's last cognizant thought was of how silky Lauren's hair was as she grasped it, the leader screaming out in pleasure as she felt teeth lightly scraping against her nub. "I am going to make you scream Evony. Several times over."

To her dismay, the leader of the dark fae didn't last ten minutes before she complied.


The Morrigan (several hours later):

Evony couldn't remember a time when she felt so sore, yet so sated. She blinked the sleep and exhaustion of her apparent sex coma away from her eyes, curious as to how she came to be chained up on her bed in a spread eagle position. Slowly, the memory of all that transpired dawned on her, which caused a wicked grin to form on her face. I wonder how Doctor goody two-shoes learned to do THAT with wax. It was curious that she could still feel a large amount stickiness between her legs, since she was normally able to convince her partners to help her clean up so to speak, but she shrugged that off in lieu of enjoying her post-sex soreness. The Morrigan wrestled a bit with her restraints, but was unable to do much more than get a good idea of just -how- sticky she was. Who knew that the doctor was so adept at bondage? Of course, after being tied to the succu-slut, she probably knew all sorts of intriguing tricks in bed.

Evony decided to stretch and look around, still finding it curious that the more she moved, the more she felt – and smelled – something between her legs. She heard...something...rustling in her closet nearby and turned to look. Slowly, the door opened, revealing a huge golden retriever chewing on one of her favorite pairs of shoes.

"Oh HELL no. You better not have ruined that, or any other pair, mutt, or I swear to you you will no longer know what it feels like to have a tongue."

Completely ignoring the threat, the dog, or "Lauren Jr." as its tag said, sniffed the air and eagerly bounded to her, jumping on the bed and dropping the shoe on her stomach before sniffing between her legs. The familiar smell finally caught up to Evony's sleep deprived brain, causing her to remark "What the hell...oh shit...this isn't peanut butter...go on mutt...shoo!" Her eyes went wide as she stared at the dog, who was now licking its lips staring at her 'lips', and tried everything she could to free herself from her restraints. Now in a state of panic, The Morrigan did something that she had not done in 800 years.

She humbly cried out for help.


A/N: Thank you again to those who have read/reviewed/given feedback. Some of your reviews have been amazing and I have truly appreciated the feedback and constructive criticism – thank you for keeping me honest. For those of you are waiting for Lauren's reunion with the happy sunshine gang, it is coming up in a few chapters.