Okay - I know I know I know. I haven't updated since August 11th LOL. That doesn't mean I haven't been writing (because I have). In fact, I spent the weekend in my favorite spot in San Diego this weekend. I took my wife to see Demi Lovato (because my wife is in love with her) and while my wife went Pokemon-ing, I wrote at my favorite spot in La Jolla. (No, I don't live in San Diego. Yes, I wish I did) I did love all of the PM's and comments begging me to update. It brought a huge grin to my face! I feel so loved!
So- before I say anything else - I can't tell you how hard i laughed at some of these reviews referencing me skipping Lauren's present. Seriously y'all - I went to bed right after posting and for some damn reason my body woke me up at 4am and so I read all the reviews and some of them made me about die. THAT WAS FANTASTIC because my grant was due that day - so I needed the laughs!
Okay, so…addressing…addressing…
I love my doctor discounts! they'll probably pop up from time to time!
GUESTS (hopefully you know who you are): Yes, I am a tease
My wife IS AMAZING (and very sexy)
I actually want to kick BoLo out and make the lake house MY home
Glad the BoLo feels are high now - shit storm a coming,
Bo is about as domestic as my wife - actually, that's a lie. My wife CLEANS and I cook. I'm down for that!
Bo is still very young in this fic. she hasn't had to endure everything she did in the show at this point. I think she was more uncertain of what to do. You figure, she's only 21/22 here. I think she felt like she needed help because she didn't know where to turn to. I know at 21/22 i wouldn't have either. At 30, though, I'm pretty solid. I'm typically the person my 21/22 year old friends come to LOL
I haven't really thought of an actual AGE for Dyson - but he's old Fae. So probably mirroring the show. In the same way, Fae age is kinda different…Different Fae age at different rates, typically. Bo and Lauren are 21/22 in human years and fully matured. But their physical age-progression will have drastically slowed, if not completely halted at this point for a while. I wanted to make them both at the start of their life - both navigating the world and learning about it at the same time.
Maybe I'll write one that's all Doccubus fluff. What would you like to see in all docubbus fluff? LOL
That is so awesome that your Deaf friend's loved one signed a story to them! That kind of made my heart melt into a puddle.
It seems like Bo and Lo would have known each other longer, yea? It's how I feel with my wife every day. I mean, we've been together for 4 years, but I can't remember life before her very well. Sometimes connections are just so strong and very quick. Honestly, it's scary as hell LOL
the SIRACON - Yes. Bo still has it. Obviously, she hasn't had to use it. But she has it. She had it when she fought the Magina. it's still in her possession.
Joannrbb - I don't think this chapter will help you sleep either…
- this started being another novel intro LOL I hope my wife is proud of me. I'm proud of me! LOL
Xanderelle - Yea, definitely don't think Lauren is going to regain her hearing. It's sometimes hard to write, but i experience it every day - so that, in ways, makes it easier. We will be exploring how all this actually affects Lauren in the real world. Unfortunately, no everyone is like Bo - the real world doesn't stop to accommodate those different than the masses.
mymariska - we talked! I'm glad you messaged me! and while you may not read this chapter - be sure to catch the next one! It's almost all the way written and it's a bit intense.
FrenChi - autocorrect keeps wanting to misspell your name! At this point, I don't think its about a man's penis, but rather just being with Lauren however that looks like. For Bo, everything is centered around Lauren. It's like Lauren is literally the one thing that keeps the world rotating and securing everything to the ground. Lauren is the center of it all. Personally, I just wanted to write a different kind of sex scene - something that challenged me. I'm always trying to challenge my writing skills. I didn't even REALIZE the response the "your succubus" would have when i wrote it. But apparently, a LOT of people liked that. 3
Alienor26 - My wife and I were driving home from Texas Roadhouse one day talking about this chapter and we started going over 'what would Lauren give Bo' and we both settled on this. IRL, I'm a LOT like Lauren - probably more than I care to admit. and It's funny because I gave my WIFE coupons on OUR first christmas. So it was the perfect dorky/fun/playful thing we figured. =) As far as Lauren - as I told another - we will see the struggles she has in the real world. This is a story…it's fiction, but I want to make it REAL. There are real struggles Lauren is going to face and you're right - it doesn't make her weak. It makes her incredible. we'll see all of that too, i hope. Lots on my story board!
A fan - YOUR present huh? LOL
Sapphic Survivor - I think Lauren's next present is the succubus sitting on her lap. ;)
Mecca - don't pass out on me now!
Theresa Gardner - merry christmas indeed.
Cheekymadom - I AM IRISH! lol. I'm Scots-Irish to be exact. My mom and I actually designed a Claudagh and we have it tattooed on the same ankle. =) Unfortunately, I have not been to Ireland as I was raised in the states. However, it is one trip i want to take with my mom so we can see our roots. We are very proud of our Scottish and Irish heritage.
Okay lovelies! Onward to the next chapter!
In all our time together, I had never seen Lauren so rough or exhibit so much strength. The blonde grabbed my ass roughly, picked me up, and slammed me down on the hardwood floor. It stung a little but I really didn't care. She attacked my lips with hers, her hands roughly grabbing at my skin – her nails digging into my flesh. I don't know what I was prepared for – but it wasn't this. However, I certainly was not complaining. Rough Lauren was definitely hot Lauren.
"This needs to go," she growled against my lips before sitting up on her knees.
I moved to try to sit up, so she could pull the red lace off of me, but instead, Lauren gripped the top hem – where my boobs were perfectly situated and ripped it apart.
"So much for saving the wrapping," I teased before she began attacking my right breast with her mouth. Her tongue went straight for a painfully hard nipple - her hand urgently grabbing the other breast…tweaking the nipple between her fingers.
I cried out, completely soaking myself. My back arched in reaction, my boobs pressing harder into her hand and mouth. God, I needed her now. I lifted my legs and hooked my ankles behind her back, grinding myself up against her. It wasn't enough… I wanted the friction…needed the friction. I used my feet to start pushing off Lauren's sweat pants. She aided me in the task by using her free hand to work the waist band down her hips enough that I could push the remainder of the material off her legs with my feet.
When she was free of the baggy material, she situated herself once again between my legs and ground her naked bottom half down on me urgently – her hips continually rocking against mine…pressing into me as best as she could. I grabbed the hem of her shirt and tugged it upwards. She left my breast to sit back on her knees and take over, quickly lifting the shirt over her head and tossing it to the floor. I stared at her – her naked body so close to mine. I sat up and began kissing her bare chest before dipping my head down and grabbing a nipple between my lips – my hand immediately seeking out the other. Lauren's head rolled back on her shoulders, enjoying the pleasure I was delivering to her diamond-hard buds. She lifted her head up and pulled me into her as she pushed the fabric of the ripped lingerie off my shoulders.
I pushed against Lauren, forcing her roll to her side and lay on her back. I let go of her nipple and crashed my lips with hers – thrusting my tongue into her awaiting mouth passionately. She clawed at my back – pulling down, melding our heated bodies together. I broke the kiss and trailed my lips against her jaw, my tongue drawing a line up to her ear. I bit down on her earlobe and she writhed beneath me.
"Need to feel more…" she panted, grabbing the barely-there panties covering my mound.
I moved my legs – helping her to get me out of them – and then I pressed myself up against her. I could tell from the heat and humidity emanating from our lower halves just how wet and ready we both were – no succubus super sex powers required. I moved my hand in between us and traced the outside of her puffy lips – she was drenched. I purred into her ear the moment my fingers came into contact with her wetness - making sure she felt the vibrations.
"You are so wet," I hummed directly into her discrete hearing aid – hoping that she would hear me.
She squirmed beneath me, her hands grabbing at my waist, pulling me down – oh she definitely heard that…
I slipped my fingers down – parting her lips as I trailed my digits up and down the length of her.
"God…" she whined.
I kissed her roughly as I thrusted first two and then three fingers inside of her, pumping my hand in and out of her urgently. She broke the kiss – screaming out into the ether. I curled my fingers on every exit trying to consistently reach her most sensitive place. I pulsed her through her core and in return she dragged her nails against the flesh of my back, leaving bright red marks in their wake. Her hips bucked up at me wildly – allowing me to easily drive my fingers deeper and deeper into her.
Lauren's skin was coated in sweat – her blonde hair darkened under the dampness as she lay on her back, taking everything that I was giving to her. Her walls gripped my fingers so tightly I felt that my bones were going to break from the constriction. But nonetheless, I didn't stop. I pressed on through the pain, using all of my strength to work her pussy like a puppet on a string. She was so close and yet so reluctant to just let go.
I lowered my head once again – covering her lips with mine before drawing out her chi. A fraction of a second after I began feeding, Lauren came hard – her hips stilling their movements, her walls spasming and constricting around my fingers even tighter than before, her screams filling the air around us. I stopped feeding and stilled my movements for just a few moments, but then once again began easing my fingers in and out of her slowly. I wiggled my thumb up between her lips and trapped her throbbing nub beneath it, moving in an unpredictable mixture of figure eight's and small circles.
It didn't take long for Lauren's body to tense once again. I refused to speed up my movements – forcing her intense orgasm to be drawn out as long as possible. Once again, I fed – tasting Lauren's signature peach-flavored chi. There really was nothing sweeter.
After extracting my fingers from her, I rolled onto my side, drawing random shapes on her sweat-glistened stomach. We laid there for several minutes – I was in no rush. Well, my body wanted nothing more than to be fucked into oblivion, but I wanted to give her enough time to enjoy her own ecstasy.
It didn't take very long before Lauren started kissing me – her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth, her teeth grazing my lips, and her hands traveling across my body. My skin was on fire – everywhere she touched me burned.
"Bo…" Lauren pulled back, blue specked eyes locking on mine. "I want…"
I pushed her hair back away from her face. "What?" I asked verbally.
She bit her lip before looking over at the packages that were piled by the tree. "Can I…?"
I nodded, my smile reaching my ears. "Yes please," I emphasized.
She crashed our lips together as she grabbed my face, securing our position.
We kissed for several minutes before she lifted herself off of me, grabbed the previously indicated package, and headed for the bedroom. "Come get me…"
The black leather bands looked good on her – sexy, really. In the center of her mound, a rather large purple dildo was secured to the harness fastened around Lauren's hips. I gulped as my eyes studied the toy up close from the bulbous head, to the ridges in the shaft, and finally to the generously sized base. I was actually a little nervous – I hadn't expected the toy to be that big. 6 or 7 inches, sure, but this had to be at least 8 inches and 2.5-3 inches in diameter. It was obvious Lauren was not playing around.
I scooted back on the bed and Lauren followed – crawling on all fours up the length of my body before she settled between my legs. Despite all the crazy sex positions we had found ourselves in, this…Lauren on top of me…was probably my ultimate favorite. It made me feel loved, protected, wanted, and connected. She kissed me tenderly for a brief moment before pulling away and looking into my eyes as she brushed my dark hair away from my face.
"If I hurt you…"
"You won't," I signed back.
"I just don't know…" she blushed. "I've never done this before…like this," she admitted before looking down and gesturing to the toy.
I smiled widely. "Wanna know a secret?"
She nodded her head.
"I've not done it like this before either…" I signed, keeping my eyes locked on hers. "So we figure it out together, yea?"
The next thing I knew, Lauren's lips were on mine – nipping at my bottom lip at first, then pulling on the sensitive flesh with her teeth. Our tongues met and our hands grabbed fistfuls of hair – pulling each other closer, tighter. Lauren's hips bucked slightly and I felt the bulge rub against me- causing me to moan into her mouth. She smiled against my lips and began placing hard kisses along my jaw line, trailing her mouth down my neck – kissing and biting her way to my collarbone.
Lauren brought a hand in between us and grabbed at the flesh of my breast – her fingers immediately seeking out my hard nipple. I gasped, my head tilting back on the pillows as I ground myself up into her, finding the relief I sought in the bulge between my legs. My breath quickened as the dildo rubbed against my clit, but before I could go much further, Lauren backed her hips away from mine – hovering herself above me- practically in a plank position.
I whimpered at the loss of contact. "Baby, please…" I cried.
She shook her head, dropping back to her knees and backing herself up just enough that the toy didn't come into contact with my center when she leaned over me. The blonde brought her head down –her lips wrapping around a painful nipple. As she sucked and nibbled, it felt like I was coming undone – I was so aroused and I was fighting my succubus nature to flip the tables and take her right then and there. Her nails dragged up and down both of my sides before she grabbed my large breasts and massaged them roughly – her mouth still on one nipple and her fingers moving to tweak the lonely one. I knew why she was teasing me – but I didn't need to be teased. I needed her.
Lauren let go of the nipple, her hand coming up to take the place of her succulent lips, as she trailed her mouth down to my ribcage and my stomach. Her outstretched tongue licked its way across the plain of my belly – her teeth biting at the flesh intermittently. I pushed my ass into the mattress- my hips writhing underneath her touch. She continued her journey downwards – stopping at my inner thigh. She sucked vigorously on the flesh, leaving a bruise, I'm sure. I tangled my hands in her hair – trying to guide her head where I wanted touched the most. For a moment, I thought I was actually going to get what I wanted – I tugged at her hair and she allowed her head to be moved, only she didn't stop where I needed her to... No, instead, she just moved to the other inner thigh and continued her seductive assault on the skin there.
I couldn't take it anymore. My hips were bucking into the air slightly… I needed to feel her….my pussy needed to feel her. I put my fingers on Lauren's chin and lifted her head up so she could look into my eyes as I showed her my pained expression.
"Aww…" she soothed. "Does my succubus need some attention?"
I nodded, my chest rising and falling with each passing breath.
"Hmmm…. No…not yet," she teased, lifting herself away from me and using one of her incredibly strong arms to roll me over onto my stomach.
She forcefully tangled her fingers into my hair, drawing my head to the side as she laid on top of me – the toy pressing into one of my ass cheeks. Her tongue followed the ridges of my ear before she bit down onto my ear lobe. I shuddered, but my reaction didn't faze her. She moved south, biting down hard on the back of my neck, my shoulders, and intermittently on my spine- her hands wrapped around me, clawing at my breasts and my abs and the front of my hips as she went.
I couldn't focus – everything was too much and definitely not enough. Every nerve ending was ablaze – I couldn't tell where one kiss ended and where the next bite began. I felt her everywhere and nowhere at the same time. She dug her nails into the flesh of my ass and then bit down on one cheek for good measure – I nearly rose off the bed. I was a mess of sensitive nerves, dripping wetness, and trembling muscles. She continued to bite down my ass and onto the backs of my thighs – she was trying to kill me. Yep. Lauren was definitely trying to make me implode upon myself.
She kissed her way back up, before turning me back around and once again settled herself between my legs. I could feel the toy pressing against my most sensitive spot and it took every ounce of control I had not to rub against it – I wanted to…god did I want to, but out of fear that Lauren would tease me even longer, I did everything I could to restrain myself.
"Do you want me?" Lauren whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my skin in all directions.
I could only nod, my body quivering under her words.
She smiled mischievously then leaned down, taking my bottom lip between her teeth – pulling on it slightly and biting down into the nimble flesh. Before I could moan, Lauren's tongue pushed passed my lips and began exploring every crevice of my hot cave– licking the insides of my cheek, the roof of mouth, under my tongue. I felt like I was on fire… like I was completely drunk and had been set ablaze.
Lauren broke the kiss and sat back on her knees, her eyes trailing over my naked body. I had never been shy about my body – I knew I had curves in all the right places – but I felt almost nervous the way Lauren was raking her eyes down my skin, centimeter by centimeter. Her fingers grazed against the skin of my stomach and I jumped – the anticipation completely overtaking me. One long, elegant finger burned a path from my stomach down to my center and when it came into contact with my slick core, I arched my back, a strangled cry leaving my lips.
"You're so wet," she whispered, stating the obvious.
She had been tormenting me for nearly an hour – I wasn't 'wet' I was completely soaked. She parted my lips with her finger, gliding it through the wetness…first circling my pulsing nub and then thrusting it deep into my core. I gripped the sheets tightly, my knuckles turning white. On her next thrust she added a second finger and then a third. My walls gripped the intrusion tightly – wanting to bring her deeper and never let go. She quickened her pace- keeping her strokes deep, but not forceful…. god did I wish she would be forceful. All I wanted was for her to pound herself into me, but no. Lauren entered me deeply and then withdrew at a very steady pace with almost zero power behind her thrusts- serving only to frustrate me and make my body crave more.
I writhed beneath her, my legs bent, but unable to remain still. I tried moving my hips – attempting to get her even deeper or faster or make the thrusts more forceful, but Lauren anticipated and adjusted her actions to keep me from achieving my goal. She curled her fingers inside of me – hitting that glorious spongy spot at the front of my core and I began to feel the deep pressure rumbling in my lower belly. I bit my lip and threw my head back – I wanted the release so bad but as soon as I felt myself teetering the edge, she completely removed her fingers from me.
I lifted my head to determine what the hell happened and my mouth went completely dry as I watched her coat the tip and shaft of the dildo with my own juices. A low growl erupted from my throat as Lauren locked eyes with me. I don't know if Lauren decided that the toy wasn't lubricated enough – I would be the first to tell her that it was…my juices were running down the shaft – but she stuck her fingers through an opening in the harness – crying out when her fingers disappeared inside her. I watched her – completely hypnotized – as her fingers appeared and disappeared in a slow but steady rhythm. With her head thrown back and her face strained, Lauren's hips jerked forward – a small orgasm sweeping over her. She then drew out her soaking wet fingers and began coated the toy further. I couldn't even think, let alone process that Lauren had just masturbated on top of me to lubricate the toy… the idea that her wetness would soon be inside of me was nearly enough to make me come without any further contact.
It almost seemed as if everything was going in slow motion – the anticipation was just too much. Lauren guided the tip of the toy to my entrance and pushed her hips forward slowly. I gasped, feeling the very large head stretch my core – my walls being forced to expand. Satisfied with the initial insertion, Lauren moved to hover her body above mine. She leaned down and kissed me slowly as she continued to push inside of me. I could feel the shaft inching its way into my depths – I was so tight and my walls forcefully gripped the intrusion, latching onto it desperately. The blonde broke the kiss and gazed down into my eyes as the last little bit of the shaft was pushed into me. Looking up at her, all I saw was love and adoration – this was everything. Feeling her – being surrounded by her…was everything.
"I love you, Bo."
I smiled widely. "I love you too."
I tangled my hands loosely in her hair, bringing her down to kiss me. As we kissed, she slowly began moving her hips, taking the toy almost completely out before slowly pushing it back in. I moved my hands to wrap around her shoulders, drawing her closer to me – her breasts pressing up against mine. It was a delightful feeling as our nipples brushed against each other in time with our antagonizing slow rhythm. Our tongues collided with each other, first languidly but then we quickly shifted to a battle for dominance. As our kiss changed pace, so did Lauren's rhythm.
I angled my hips and wrapped my legs around Lauren – the heels of my feet resting against her almost naked ass, pulling her deeper into me and trying to increase the pace. Every time she reached my depths, I cried out – doing my best to keep breathing. It was incredible. Feeling Lauren so deep within me… both of her hands cupping my breasts and playing with my hard nipples…her tongue collided with mine… it was overwhelming. My slick walls tried to maintain a grip on the ever-moving shaft, but to no avail – Lauren gradually continued to increase the pace and force of which she pushed the toy into me.
I had felt nothing like this before – and I mean nothing. She was hitting all the right places…the ripples and curves in the shaft were rubbing against my inner walls, the base of the toy was pounding against my clit…Lauren was everywhere – inside and out and she was working me…playing me like a puppet on a string. Sweat was dripping down my face, my breasts, and my stomach for each time she would thrust into me, I pulled myself upwards to get her deeper. It was one hell of a cardio workout. Lauren was sweating too – the salty liquid was built up on her brow and her hair was matted down.
Lauren pulsed me – right through my breast and the electricity went straight to my core. I pulsed her back and she dropped her head – her arousal completely apparent. I was so focused on how good feeling her was, that when the deep pressure in my belly intensified, I cried out – barely able to hold on.
Lauren looked at me – her eyes sparkling with blue flecks. "Don't you dare."
Why did she always do that? "God…"
"I want to get deeper…"
My eyes widened as she sat back a little and lifted my hips up – forcing me to wrap my legs around the top of her hips. I was practically laying on my upper back and shoulders, but the moment she started slamming the toy into me – I no longer cared. With every thrust, I nearly screamed. Lauren brought a hand down to my clit and began rubbing it with two fingers at a lightening speed. I couldn't hold on. Two jack-hammering thrusts later, my body froze as the earth-shattering orgasm broke over me in waves, but Lauren didn't stop.
She continued to thrust into me – harder…faster… She mixed the deep thrusts with very quick short ones – causing my body to rip apart at the unpredictable sensation. Since she shifted, my hands were no longer able to grab onto her shoulders, so I gripped the sheets at my sides as I came again – the walls of my cunt spasming against the shaft of the toy. I could feel each newly released flow of juices trickle down the backs of my thighs.
Lauren set my hips back down- but refused to stop…she just kept pounding into me. I wasn't sure how much more I could take. I wrapped my legs around her waist once again, trying to keep her close as I damn near convulsed beneath her. She kissed me hard and then began feeding from me. As my chi flowed into her mouth – another powerful orgasm blasted me.
I cried out her name so loud that the smile on her face after she stopped the feed told me that she had heard me through her hearing aids. I brought my hands up in front of my face and repeatedly signed 'done'.
She stilled her hips, but kept the toy inside, allowing my walls time to calm down and me time to regain some composure. We kissed – slowly, deeply… hands tangled in hair, fingers trailing faces…. It was intense and so intimate just being with her – laying here with her…. Nothing and no one could or would ever compare.
After a few minutes, she pulled out – I whimpered and immediately missed the fullness. I hadn't really known what to expect – but it was nothing like I had ever dreamed of – it was so much better…it was Lauren. Just the simple fact that it was her – and no one else – made the experience mean so much more.
We laid in each other's arms after she took off the harness and placed it on the night stand.
"Wow…"
"That good?" Lauren asked.
I just looked at her – I was struggling to find the energy to breathe let alone move my hands and sign to her. She giggled – knowing exactly what I was trying to convey with my eyes.
"Yea…that good. You are so amazing," I signed, forcing my muscles to work as a wide grin plastered my face.
Lauren pushed my hair back away from my face and then kissed me – her lips dancing with mine in a tender and sweet moment.
"So amazing," I breathed against her lips – not caring if she could hear me. I captured her lips again and rolled her over.
How was that for a present?
