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Are there still sweets to call sweets?
There are?
Oo...Hello there, my sweets! WELCOME!
't is another chapter from where we last left off...yes,...that's right no weird time jumps and all that stuff...
I give you chapter 10! :-)
Fair warning...steamy beginning! Please don't let any innocent children or fluffy pets read this ;-)
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Catherine's penthouse
"Mmm, Bo" Lauren panted as Bo's mouth wrapped around the delicate mounds of her girlfriend's nipples. Lauren's back arched, Bo closed her eyes feeling a wave of desire flood between her legs.
"Bo" Lauren spoke again, her voice was sensual, deep and husky as Bo's fingers travelled slowly in between her girlfriend's smooth thighs.
"Bo" Lauren husked again, this time louder, deeper, not unkind, but rough, needy, demanding.
Bo felt Lauren's hand on her shoulder and before she knew what was happening, the brunette was flipped, and Lauren was stalking towards her as if Bo were prey. Bo's eyes travelled lustfully over the doctor's predatory frame and when she noticed the harnass around Lauren's hips, Bo's mouth turned dry, her legs involuntarily opened. The blonde crawled onto the brunette, her lips and mouth tracing a devastating path of kisses, nips, bites and growls. When the doctor was close enough, she grabbed Bo's hips and yanked them towards her own while plummeting her tongue down Bo's mouth. The Obscura latched onto Lauren's mouth as if she were dying of thirst, and moaned lowly in contentment. When the doctor entered her, she slid inside easily and filled the brunette fully. Bo moaned again and clenched herself around the thick fallus Lauren was fucking her with.
"You are mine, Isabeau" Lauren voice boomed deeply and possessively as her hips thrusted and her eyes flashed blue. Bo's eyes responded in kind. "As you are mine" she growled back. Above her Lauren growled and grunted and slammed into her.
Beep beep beep! Bo's phone alarm blared.
"Fuck!" Bo cursed bolting upright in a pitch black room. 5am Bo saw as she glanced at white numbers on her phone. Too early still for light to filter in through the windows. Bo fell back in her pillows momentarily while her hand travelled in between her thighs. For the second morning in a row Bo had woken up in similar state to the one she was in now, but this was the first morning she actually felt fit enough to do something about it physically. It was easy to picture Lauren's hands still on her, and only minutes later Bo softly moaned out the doctors name, finishing what dream Lauren had started. Bo lay panting slowly recovering from her nightly stirrings, and then swung her legs out of bed. She headed straight for the en-suite bathroom, she'd spent almost three days in bed mostly feverish and dreaming about Lauren, it was time to get back to the real world and play catch-up with her work.
Lauren's office
It had been three days since Lauren had last seen Bo. That Sunday night, the pair had held hands the entire night, when Bo had woken up the next day, she had felt better, but she was still tired, sore and had a slight fever. Lauren had told Catherine to keep her in bed an extra two days at least, three if needed. Lauren had hated leaving, but they needed to pretend everything was normal, and she had had a class to teach at 11am. Melissa had called her that day, Monday, audibly upset and rambling that Abigail had left town with her daughter. Lauren had sounded sympathetic, played her role to perfection as the supporting girlfriend, but inwardly Lauren was disgusted listening to the lawyer. The ease which with Melissa lied so convincingly was both chilling and sickening. The woman sounded sincerely worried and upset for the whereabouts of the family she herself had put a hit on.
Melissa wouldn't be back in town until Wednesday, saying she still had work up in London, and she was meeting with her divorce lawyer, to deal with the fall-out of Abigail leaving with Zita. Lauren had been grateful for the reprieve; the last thing she wanted to do was to keep on pretending with a woman she despised while longing for a woman she could not have any contact with. Although Lauren had missed Bo immensely in those four months they had been apart, she was starting to realise that not knowing where Bo was, was easier to deal with than her being closeby. During her time away from Bo, Lauren had kept herself sane in much the same way she had spent her time as a slave to the Fae; by compartmentalizing her feelings, and focusing, throwing herself on the plusses of her new life. When Lauren was a slave, her focus on the incredible scientific opportunities working with the Fae provided had kept her busy, and for lack of another word 'content'. Here at Oxford, Lauren's teaching, and the job she needed to do -spying on Melissa Marks- had given her largely the same consolement. Every week she would drop yet another small booklet full of her meticulous observations and notes on Melissa. She never knew how or who picked up her notes, how they were received, or even processed further, but the routine of it was a comfort, a reminder, a lifeline to a life she was still fighting to attain. In all those weeks and months, Bo was often on Lauren's mind, but the doctor also knew how to refocus and purposefully not think about the brunette.
That, however, was proving to be impossible now.
For some reason, Lauren couldn't stop herself from thinking about Bo, wondering what she was doing, how she was doing,..In the last hour alone, she had checked her phone about fifty times hoping for a text from Bo. When she walked around campus it was always with a profound hope of catching a glimpse of Bo. Every brunette with long hair was Bo for a fleeting second until it turned out she wasn't.
Lauren's preoccupation with Bo had made it difficult, almost impossible to focus on things. The only time her brain would switch off on Bo was when she was teaching a class, but grading papers -like she was supposed to do right now- was near to impossible. Invariably Lauren's thoughts would drift towards the brunette: the sound of her voice, the delicate line of her chin, the dimple in her cheeks, the sound of her laugh, the softness of her skin, her scent, not when she was wearing perfume, but the way 'Bo' smelled, her hooded eyes, the cocky look she'd give you staring at you...All of it... any of it was enough to drive Lauren to distraction. At night she would dream of Bo, dream of making love to her. The dreams were so intense that she would wake up with desire still burning between her thighs, so vivid that Lauren would have to quench that desire on the spot.
Other less pleasant thoughts would also filter through; thoughts of others touching Bo; men, women kissing Bo, touching her. Hands that weren't hers eliciting the soft moans of pleasure and cries of extacy that were supposed to be Lauren's domain only. Lauren was no stranger to jealousy, it had seemed a constant companion in her pursuit and love of Bo, but this jealousy was different: it was stinging, palpable, heavy to bear, explosive.
Leaving behind the papers Lauren couldn't focus on, the blonde doctor got up from behind her desk and walked up to the mirror in her office. Often enough Oxford professors were asked to show up in their full academic dress, so every office was fitted with a full length mirror to ensure every crease in the traditional gown was flawless, perfectly starched. Of course, the mirror came in handy too when you wanted to look good for a certain someone. Lauren was about to leave to teach Professor Grosvenor's class, and she was eager to see a young, gorgeous, cheeky brunette ogling her from the benches. With a white dress shirt, pencil dress, a matching black vest, and high heels Lauren was wearing one of Bo's favourite outfits. Lauren looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled. Her heart skipped a beat just thinking about Bo's reaction.
The doctor chuckled, then reprimanded herself for having silly teenage lovestruck thoughts like that.
Lauren still had a job to do, she was undercover, she was supposed to play Bo's professor who was in a relationship with another professor, and she was supposed to be focused on getting that damn USB drive, but somehow those objectives seemed irrelevant and Lauren was being forced to live in the now of seeing Bo. In the back of the doctor's logical mind she sighed at herself for not taking a sample of Bo's blood when she had the chance. She'd been so concerned about Bo that night, that she had simply forgotten.
Lauren walked out of her office, down the hallway and steps and then into the open air. It was a wintry December day, but the air was clear, and the sun was shining. Left and right students and professors crossed her path, nearly all of them nodding or smiling at her in greeting, she was about to walk into the grounds of Baliol college when a familiar voice stopped her dead in her tracks.
"Professor Birkenbaum"
Lauren's lips involuntarily curled into a smile, her expression beaming as she turned and saw Bo standing in front of her. She stared at the beautifully gorgeous brunette, longer than was appropriate, and needed to snap herself out of it.
"Sorry" she blushed "Miss McCorrigan" "How can I help you?" she croaked, trying her best impression of her professional voice.
"I, I" The brunette was smiling at her, a mischievous grin pulling at her lips. Lauren knew that grin, it was the same one Lauren had seen on Bo's face when she found the doctor at the Dark complex all these years ago. It was the kind of smirk that meant 'I want to rip your clothes off', but then Bo looked at her shoes breaking the eyecontact Lauren was so enjoying. The brunette shook her head as if trying to figure out what to say before she looked back up.
"I just wanted to tell you in person that I won't be able to attend your class today, and to apologize for that" "I eh, mhm.. it may seem that I am not really paying much attention to you…your class, I mean, but eh… I don't mean to be, I am just extremely busy with other, eh,…classes and work, being pulled in five different directions it seems."
"Oh "Of course" Lauren stammered."I am ehm, glad that you came to tell me this in person, I understand that balancing college and work can be challenging" " I hear you were sick earlier this week"
"Yes, but I am better now" Bo said smiling goofily at the beautiful woman in front of her "We have an excellent family doctor"
"Good" the blonde smiled back. Lauren's words were trailing behind as staring and grinning were so much more important "I'm glad to hear that" "I have to leave" Lauren stared again and smiled. "Class" she said as an afterthought to the all-consuming sight of a smiling Bo.
"Of course" "I, I really like your class, hope I don't have to miss the next one"
"Bo" Lauren said, her mind focusing on the sample of blood she still needed from Bo.
"Yes?"
"There is eh, an assignment I do need to talk to you about" "It's rather urgent"
Bo looked quizzically. "Of course" "Would you like me to come to your office?"
"When are you free between classes and work?"
"I'm free after your class on Friday" "Or tonight"
"I'm ehm busy tonight" "I have work"
"Of course" Bo said a little too quickly, clenching her jaw. How could she forget that Melissa Marks would be back in town tonight? "Friday then" Bo gritted between her teeth, barely able to supress the growl she was holding back at Melissa Marks' name. With this morning's dreams and Lauren wearing one of Bo's favorite outfits, Bo wanted to drag Lauren away and reclaim her somewhere 'cave man style'. Her need to be with Lauren was so real and tangible that it had Bo wondering if perhaps her Succubus was reasserting itself, making her abandon reason.
"Friday" Lauren nodded, smiled and squeezed her stack of papers before she turned around and made her way to class again. Bo watched her. She sighed, again falling into a lustfilled- Lauren stare. The woman was too beautiful for words.
"Wow" "You two should get a room" Mason said as he slapped her hard on the shoulder.
"Ouch!"
"Are you sleeping with my mark?"
"Wha…" Bo lightly panicked.
"You're not, I would know" Mason said reconsidering. "Hmm" "Why are you not sleeping with her?"
"Eh"
"You obviously want to"
"She, eh, we,…we were just talking!"
"Talking?" "She was undressing you with her eyes, and you were undressing her with yours!" "That was pure eye sex!" "And damn if it didn't look like better sex than I've ever had." he added admonishingly. "You should sleep with her"
"Wha…" "You're insane!" Bo said trying to sound stern.
"You should TOTALLY sleep with her!"
"What, no, I don't want to sleep with her.." "I, I'm not into her, she's my professor, and eh…"
"Oh bugger, you really like her"
"WHAT?!" Bo panicked as her eyes shot wide. "No!" "Okay, she's hot…"
"Uh huh" "Oh, this is so deliciously wrong!" "SLEEP!" WITH! HER!" "Do it for the college life experience, do it for all the students out there who don't get to bed the bendy, hot Dr. Birkenbaum!. Bo clenched her jaw at that remark. "Oh my Gods, DO IT FOR ME!" he shouted dramatically.
"You're completely insane, Mace" "You know I can't.." "She's got a girlfriend and it would…"
"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn!" "Alright, alright, I get it" Mason gave her a genuine smile. "You can't blame me for trying to hook you up" "You need a good shag"
"Ain't that the truth" Bo said sighing.
Mason laughed. "Come out with us tonight!" "We're going to a great pub!"
"You have a shift" Bo said.
"Audrey is covering it"
Bo slapped him over the head "You do know that girl has a huge crush on you, right?" "It's not right to take advantage of her like that"
"Bugger!" "I can't help it that I'm irrisistable" Mason said with a wide grin puffing his chest.
"I think the word you're looking for is 'hopeless" Bo smirked.
"That hurts" Mason feigned. "Come with us" "Just a night of dancing, beer, friends, maybe some karaoke, and if you're good, a nice friendly friend shag" Mason winked at her, and used his tongue to probe his closed fist suggestively.
Bo burst out laughing. "Pervert!"
Mason laughed with her. "Can't blame a guy for trying" he said goodheartedly, then changed the subject as he looked at his clock.
"Come on, smitten one, we need to get to class" "I'm sure Professor Birkenbaum would appreciate you being there on time" Mason wiggled his brows again.
"I can't" "Fitness test " "Missed that while being sick"
"Oh" "Good luck" "That test was bloody brutal!" Mason made a face. "But, I'll see you tonight?"
"You will?"
"Yes, you're coming with" he winked as he tightened the grip on his backpack, and then took off to his class. Bo grinned. After being stuck in bed for two days, and the last day running around trying to catch up with things, a night off just laughing and talking to her friends here at college, a night away from being undercover Bo figured might do her a world of good.
Lauren's apartment: Wednesday 7pm
Lauren took the tarts of goat cheese and the strips of bacon out of the oven and placed two pieces of each on the small plate of greens she had already prepared. She got out the honey and vinegar dressing and drizzled the dressing in three straight lines over the goat cheese. The raisin toast was done too, so she served two pieces to the side of the plate, effectively finishing the dish. She grabbed the bottle of red wine she'd gotten out earlier from the kitchen table and headed to the dining room to find a brooding Melissa nurturing a glass of whiskey to her lips. "Dinner's ready" Lauren said cheerfully as she placed the dishes down on the table. Melissa walked over and reached out for the bottle of wine. She poured herself and Lauren a drink and drank eagerly. Lauren could tell it wasn't the lightheaded brunette's first drink of the day . Her speech or actions weren't slurred, but her eyes were unfocused and her tone and demeanor were harder than usual.
"It looks delicious" she strained. Both of them sat down, and dug into the rich salad in front of them. They ate in relative silence, Melissa merely picked at her food, and compensated with her consumption of wine.
"Not hungry?" Lauren asked, glancing over at the lawyer.
"My mind is on other things, it seems" Melissa said, putting her fork down. No use pretending she was enjoying this meal.
"Any news?" Lauren asked faking concern.
"No" Melissa was curt, and obviously annoyed.
"So no idea where Abigail may have…"
"I said no!" Melissa snapped. "Stop asking me bloody questions!" she shouted. "Bloody hell!"
Lauren nodded curtly and put her glass of wine down. She also put her fork down, stood up and grabbed her plate.
"I seem to have lost my appetite too" she said as she turned around heading towards the kitchen.
"Steph!" Melissa called out. "I'm sorry!" she said. Melissa got up from the table and walked over to Lauren. She apologized again.
"I've had a week straight out of hell" "I'm worried sick about my daughter, and I've done nothing but answer questions all week!" "The incompetence of the bloody police force is maddening, and I still don't have any clue as to where they are" Lauren was baffled. She knew the woman knew exactly what had happened to her family, and yet here she was almost having Lauren convinced of her innocence. Her words were said with such raw emotion.
"Everything points to them leaving the country, including plane tickets and large money withdrawals from her account, but yet the police are still not ruling out foul play, and are considering ME a suspect!" Melissa shouted emotionally.
"I'm sorry, sweety" Lauren said with faked empathy that could win her an Oscar. She pulled the brunette in a hug. "The police are just doing their job" "The spouse or ex-spouse is always the first suspect."
Melissa's features had the slightest hint of annoyance to them, but she quickly masked them under a small smile. "I am sorry" "You don't deserve this" "You've done nothing but be supportive and great throughout all of this" Melissa said as she buried her lips in Lauren's neck and hugged her. She sounded sincere.
"How about we go out tonight?" "Harriet, and the gang invited me" "They're going to this pub with live music"
"Is George coming?" Mel asked. Lauren knew Melissa and George, Lauren's colleague math professor, didn't get along. She didn't understand why, but the two invariably gave each other a wide berth in the staff room, and would always clash during staff meetings. Lauren, however, had always been fond of him.
"Not sure"
"That man is insufferable!" Melissa huffed.
Lauren smiled. "He might be there, he might not, but let's go anyway?" "It'll be a nice change of pace, and we can always leave if he becomes too much to bear" Lauren winked.
"Can't argue with that logic" Melissa replied.
The Green Dragon Pub, later that night
Bo was having a good time. She was laughing and drinking, at and with the company she was in. A large group of their friends had decided to join them tonight. There was Mason, with the girl he had surprisingly been sleeping with for over a week, so it was getting serious-, Fergus came along, and a bunch of other friends from class and around campus. There was Michelle, a dark-haired girl that had the sweetest disposition and took a history class with Bo, Amanda, a fiesty blonde she was supposed to chat up for Fergus, Jill, Rose, who could drink like no one's business, Jonathan, Jake, Hugh, Grace, Holly and a bunch of other people attached to the group she had yet to meet. She was closest to Mason, but truth be told she liked them all. In the short time she had known them, she had found something endearing in every one of the people she had surrounded herself with. Most of the people here had worked hard their entire school careers to get into a university as prestigious as Oxford, and Bo couldn't help but admire their dedication. Some had gotten in on pure talent, others because they had the right parents and moved in the right social circles, but all of that seemed to fade to the background when the group was together.
Bo had spent her life mostly avoiding friends, and later she'd found herself in a group of people she loved and who loved her back, but their lives had always been weighed down by mortal danger and the drama that was her life. To Bo this had been normal, but she was starting to understand, or feel why Kenzi had left, why she had needed a break from Fae life. She had never been able to be carefree, but here, at university, that's exactly what she could be. Yes, of course, it was compartmentalized. She was undercover, actually she was a double agent, but somehow she felt safe here. She wasn't Bo Dennis, the unaligned Succubus, Champion of the Fae, or Dark Queen –depending on who you talked to-, she was just Bo McCorrigan, a student with a weird kind of student job, and she liked it. In truth all that mattered here was beer, laughter, music and fun, and if the early hours of their night were any indication, fun is exactly what this night would be all about. She hoped tonight, at least, would be able to distract her from the incessant need to be around Lauren.
An hour later
Bo stood chatting with one of her classmates, a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes, a delicate jawline and nose. She was brilliant, funny, quick-witted and outgoing, she was quite the catch. Bo knew Fergus liked her, and she'd started talking to her to see if she was interested in her Irish friend. However, as they talked, and Bo started chatting with the woman about everything and anything, she was drawn in by Amanda's caring nature and sense of humor. She genuinely liked talking to her, and sort of forgot she was supposed to be getting much needed intel for her friend.
"I'll get you another drink" Amanda said as she noticed Bo's glass was empty. "After that story you just told me about you and a passionate embrace with a floral arrangement, I think a diet Coke would be good?"
Bo laughed. "Yes, please" she said as Bo turned and joined in another conversation their friends were having. Amanda pushed through the crowd in search of the drink queue. When she saw it, she sighed, this was going to take AGES, but then she spotted Mason and joined him at the front of the queue.
"Room more for two drinks?"
"Course!" "If there's anything I can do get the world just a smidgen bit drunker, you can count on me!"
Amanda laughed. "Great, I want to get back quick"
"Oh" "Hot date?" Mason asked as he was opening up his wallet looking for money.
"Hottest" Amanda said grinning and blushing all at the same time as she turned staring back at Bo "Funny, smart, gorgeous!" "And those dimples..."
Mason scrunched his nose. Knowing his friend Fergus had a huge crush on Amanda, he figured she'd been talking about him, but "funny, smart and gorgeous" wasn't exactly an accurate description of Fergus...even on a good day. He had also never known Amanda to talk about anyone in those terms, and he had known the girl since secondary school.
"Fergus?"
"Fergus?" Amanda asked scrunching her brows "The Ed Sheeran look-alike?"
"Wait.." "Who are you talking about?" Mason asked intrigued.
"Her" Amanda pointed throwing her eyes back to their friends' direction as the row of people thinned out enough to show a smiling, dimple donning Bo McCorrigan.
"That woman makes my loins ache in the best of ways"
"You're gay?"Mason asked sincerely perplexed.
"For her?" "Criky, yes!" Amanda sighed. "There's just something about her, ya know?" Amanda bit her bottom lip "Like an aura or something" "Is she single?"
"As far as I know" Mason grinned.
"How is that even possible?" the woman wondered happily.
"She turns everyone down" Mason said with a smile.
"What?" Amanda spun back round and looked at Mason. "Why?"
"No clue" "All I know is that that woman is like magic!" "She is a bird Magnet and Goddess!" Mason said overtly dramatic. Amanda agreed vehemently.
"So, those drinks?" Mason asked as it was now their turn.
"Beer and a diet coke"
Mason ordered, and Amanda waited with him to help with the trays. Just as Mason was about to pay the bartender, he caught a familiar looking blonde and brunette out of the corner of his eyes. He turned towards his friend Amanda.
"You know, if you're up for some rebound action" "I think tonight might be your lucky night"
Next chapter: Bo, Lauren and Melissa in a bar... sparks will fly!
Joan: Catherine does have a lot to explain, but we'll have to wait for a bit before we get to that :-)
JCM: I really like the moving through objects power ;-) I might steal that one. What Bo is to become after the ritual is still a mystery to me too, so everything goes ;-) I can't reveal everything about the ritual (of course), but I suppose I can tell you that it started almost as soon as Bo was alone with Catherine in London. Bo knew that Catherine was looking for a way to hide Bo's Succubus nature and so she agreed to it. Bo was exposed to Kosheen, the raw material of the Koushang amulet over a vast period of time so that it could slowly strip her of her powers. Bo knew that Catherine was exposing her to it, but what she doesn't know is that Catherine was in fact performing an ancient ritual on her, something she herself has gone through. Performing that ritual also has more consequences than the physical ones at this time, and in the future. Oops, I feel like I'm already revealing too much here ;-) I understand the reluctance to trust Catherine, she's kind of a wishy washy with what she does, but she does have her reasons :-)
Shomed: Not to worry, the confident Succubus will be back in due time, but I think it's nice to mess around with a somewhat more humble, less secure version of Bo too :-)
Guest: True, no matter how you spin it, having your partner sleep with someone else is hard to cope and deal with. I think in ways that was why I also wanted Bo to experience what that was like, and have it not always be Lauren who had to suck it up and deal with the insecurities regarding 'infidelity'. Btw, I think you're pretty safe from having to read more intimacy between Melissa and Lauren ;-) And as you could read above, the separation didn't last long this time round :-) I think Melissa is every bit as crazy as she is evil :-)