HEY EVERYONE!

I know I know - it's been FOREVER. It's felt like forever. I had school work/ grants to apply to and so things have been a bit nuts and currently I am at my in-law's in Tallahassee, FL. Alyssa had a break from school - she did SO well on her finals and thus, got amazing grades in her classes (duh). We fly back home on Thanksgiving - just in time for Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life. WOO

a few things…

Who is going to Clexacon? I have a friend who is looking to split a room. Any takers? PM Me or Twitter me.

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I think that was it. OH - this chapter…it was hard for me to write. It's over 5000 words, so despite the delay, i tried to make it up. But it was REALLY hard to write because i've had so much craziness going on. Please let me know what ya'll think…. Responses below

GUESTS

I tried nudging rightersblock. she's started a chapter. She was recovering too. Hopefully this helps.

Yes, people need to start giving Bo straight answers. We will see what happens on V-day.

Everything thinks Bo shouldn't trust ISabeau. Just remember, things aren't always what they appear.

Tamsin and Lauren may have a connection… I'm not sure how all this is playing out. It'll be fun to see.

I have asked Bo if she'd be willing just to move them both to the lake house. Unfortunately, she wants Lauren to be happy and knows Lauren won't be happy unless Lauren is a doctor. We had this argument (Bo and I)

Yea… The Magina dad. He's an asshole that won't die, apparently. I had no clue. I'm curious as to what he will do. And technically, if Isabeau doesn't send HIM after Lauren, then it doesn't break the exsillium. So Idk. We'll see.

Bo is going to talk to Lauren, Yes.

It was a lot to take in, but thank you for saying that I did a good job. I was trying to keep it clear. Bo got pretty pissed off. I was seeing her as she was doing this…it was kinda scary. lol. I think you have your lighter chapter. Let me know what you think. and Positive energy back to you sweetheart!

I have no idea why ppl still want to read this damn story. Dude, we are 52 (now) chapters in. isn't everyone sick of it yet? Apparently not. lol.

Well, even if Hades and Aife are anam caras, they aren't in the year of declaration w/ the succubus not sleeping/feeding off anyone else. so….i think you're onto something, but maybe a bit to the left. I'm still working it out, myself.

Tamsin told Bo not to look for her mom. I doubt she will listen

Are they going to sex it up? Idk…read please. lol

Aife is Bo's mom, but I think i have a bit more depth to her here. I'm not sure why she was in Venezuela. lol. I don't know what happens in my story until i write it and ya'll find out. lol

It was funny to me that neither of them knew who Bellatrix or Voldemort were too. But Lauren knows lol

How did the history exam go, sweetheart? I'm on my last leg too for this semester and I'm exhausted as well. We'll get through it.

Yes, this chapter opened a whole different thing. Now i must deal with it.

Bo forgot it was. But i found that funny. Only part of the chapter i knew was the ending lol

There's something going on with Isabeau, just remember, not everything is how it appears.

Bo's mom may be looking for Bo. Or she may not be.

Tamsin knew for about 7 years. Kinda crappy, yea?

The morrigan stumps me too. i never know what she is up to.

There's some Bo Lo interaction this chapter. hope you enjoy

I know exactly who Magina dad is now. WOW - one thing i know!

NotaLostGirl - yea, hopefully bo makes it up to Lauren.

Mammon - I think Kenzi is safe. Lauren's parents are going to be interesting. I'm trying to work that out. It's going to be very very entertaining, I'm sure.

Joannrbb - hey lovely! its been a tough two weeks but we'll make it through

terynjrobinson - thank you! I'm trying to weave everything together. There's so much!

Theresa Gardner - yea yea yea. read this one too. Or wait…you are. As i keep telling EVERYONE - not everything is what it appears. Think outside of the box. ;) love ya

Dragonfly00 - Anam Cara is a mystery. I'm trying to figure it out. I have no idea whats going on. These girls are killing me. Tell them to stop it lol

Igreader - No idea whats going to happen about Tamsin, except that she isn't a threat to Bo and Lauren. That's not the story we're telling here. Aside from that, not sure whats going to happen.

TerriHayes8 - Yea…the father isn't dead. THAT came out of nowhere lol. I have no idea what is going on with these girls lol. Just…hold on for the ride… I am. LOL I'm glad you like it though!

Cheekymadom - How's AZ love? Apparently, Tamsin knew. I'll be back on Thursday

DD - Good! I'm glad!

Alienor - you're right…there could be a connection. I have no idea. I'm looking forward to meeting Lauren's parents too, as I am Aife. HAHA. Nope, apparently, he is not dead. Didn't know that one either. lol. It seems that the only two ppl Bo can trust are Kenzi and Lauren. So we'll see how this goes.

FrenChi - Hello love! Your daughter is an incredible artist, seriously. I hope you like this next chapter! Let me know!

Keldi - I agree, being someone's reason for a smile is a major achievement. My posey? What posey? Do I have a posey? LOL I think we all need to band together to try to make this world a bit of a better place. We have to. Right now, we're all we've got. Love ya hun!

Hayley128 - yea, i had no idea Tamsin knew more. That was something i figured out as I wrote. I think we can expect to see Aife sooner rather than later. And agreed. I think Lauren's parents are also seeping their way into the story.

A Fan - what's up! I can't believe Bo forget. Like that's the ONLY thing I knew about the chapter going in. Was that she forgot. Silly Bo.

Kolton - What up marshmallow? You have no idea how special you are, little bro. You are so incredible and such a fine young man. I'm proud of you, Kolton. Every day, you make me proud. Love you sweetheart.

Terrihead1 - See below about my thoughts on Tuesday (at the end of the chapter). Tamsin shared a ton of info. Wasn't expecting it!

Waffle - you always think its amazing. I think you are rubbing off on me… it's been like two weeks. That's uncalled for. Oh…where's ULGP? WRITE WOMAN!

Okay, I'm done. Read. review. Show me kindness if it sucks!


I picked up my phone and looked at the time. 7:12pm. I knew Lauren said she was going to be late, but I didn't figure she meant past 7 – at least not getting off of campus. Honestly, it was getting colder by the minute and I really just wanted to get warm. I would have preferred to give her the bouquet of roses as she walked out of the building, but perhaps Lauren, in her typical fashion, just got caught up in her science.

I walked into the building and flashed the security guard a smile as I leaned over the counter. He shook his head at me and handed me an access badge.

"Thanks," I whispered with a wink before shoving off the security information desk and walking down the hall towards the elevator.

When I reached Lauren's lab, I stopped in my tracks. It was dark; no lights were on, no people could be seen… in fact, the whole fifth floor seemed to be deserted. I took a walk in search of the fifth floor core lab – a common area that Lauren described to me once. I figured maybe she was in there working on some fancy, expensive piece of equipment. It took me a good ten minutes to locate the large facility, and while the lights were on and students and/or faculty were present –no Lauren.

I looked around the room strangely – surely I was missing something.

"Can I help you find something?" a young boy asked, stepping into my visual field.

"Umm… maybe. Do you know Lauren Lewis?"

"Yea," he smiled, noting the roses in my hand. "I know Lauren, but she's not here right now. You just missed her. She took the rest of the day off. She wasn't feeling well and didn't want to contaminate her cell lines. Do you have her email? Or if you leave me your name, I'll put a note on her bench…"

"No, I'll just text her. Thanks…" I trailed off, turning on my heel and walking out of the lab area entirely.

When I reached the outside of the building, I set the roses down on one of the tables and grabbed my phone from my back pocket before pressing Lauren's picture to Facetime her. Within moments, the pictured blonde woman appeared on my screen, her eyes brightening up as she saw it was me.

"Hey baby," she greeted. "I wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon."

"Are you okay?" I signed quickly, my heart racing.

"I'm perfect. Bo…what's wrong?"

"Where are you?"

"On campus."

"Bullshit," I retorted verbally, moving my head out of the camera's way so that she could see the front of her lab building behind me.

Lauren sighed heavily. "Okay. Give me twenty minutes and come to my apartment. I was trying to surprise you."

"What?"

"Just…you're going to ruin it."

"I went into your lab and one of the guys said that you weren't feeling well. Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, Bo."

"Then when aren't you at lab? Why didn't you call me?"

"Ysabeau!" Lauren voice sounded exasperated and it made my mind stop reeling. "I'm not sick. I feel perfect. I told Anthony what I needed to so that he would switch my cultures out because I had something else I needed to do."

"What – "

"And before you ask 'what', just meet me at my apartment in about twenty minutes and it'll all make sense. Can you do that?"

I nodded.

"I love you. I'll see you in twenty, okay?"

I nodded again. "I love you, too."

"Be careful getting to me."

"I will be."

Lauren blew me a kiss and then the video cut off.

Well that was weird

It'd only take ten minutes or so to get to the apartment, but it was getting colder by the second and I really didn't fancy standing outside any longer. With a deep sigh, I grabbed the flowers off the table and headed for my car. I figured I could at least keep warm and listen to some music, or I could just take the scenic route to the apartment – that would buy me a little extra time.

The truth was, knowing that she was okay and lied to leave lab and have someone else do a part of her work worried me more than if she had actually not been feeling well. Lauren never left lab early, in fact, it was quite the opposite, and worse – she never, ever, ever had someone else do any task for her unless it was completely 100% out of her control.

On top of Lauren's odd behavior, knowing that the Father hadn't actually died made me even more nervous. He could be anyone – probably male, but still. Anthony could have been the Father and I would never know. Even if I just looked at how many males were in Lauren's life in some fashion – Lauren's mentoring professor and her lab mates, her Deaf friends, people at the college of medicine, other class mates, random students or people at the university – the Father could seriously be anyone.

And several questions remained – did he have a vendetta against me? Against Lauren? Would he use Lauren to get to me? Did Isabeau know? Did Trick? I needed to talk to Lauren. She was obviously planning something, but whatever it was… it may need to wait until we had this talk. No more secrets.

As directed, twenty minutes from ending our phone call, I hit the doorbell of Lauren's apartment. Evony, having some foresight when Lauren was in the hospital back in early December, had had auditory accommodations installed in Lauren's apartment, including flashing lights for when the doorbell rang or the fire alarm went off – something I still needed to seriously talk to Lauren about with the main apartment.

Okay, so to be honest, I felt like I was dropping the ball on a lot of things. There was so much going on, so much happening already and it was like every day brought on a new round of stresses and things to do. I was trying to keep up as much as I could, but sometimes the small things would fall…and sometimes the not-so-small things would fall.

I kept internally kicking myself for forgetting it was Valentine's Day; Lauren had been moved in for just over a month and yet we still had no housing accommodations for her. I was trying my hardest to balance school, work at the gym, Lauren, and the Rescue mission on top of all of the Anam Cara, my grandparents, now my mom…it was getting to be overwhelming. And now…add the Father on top of that.

I tried to keep strong for Lauren. If I thought I was going through a lot, she must have been going through hell. She needed me to be strong for her, needed me to figure things out for her, needed me to have it together…for her. Right now, I knew, she was drawing off of my strength and so I had to be the strongest of the two of us, but I could see myself starting to crash. I just couldn't let myself. I had to figure this out, I had to keep on my feet, and I had to make sure that I took care of the two of us.

The front door of Lauren's apartment opened to reveal – nothing. She wasn't standing in the doorway. Instead I had a full view of a candlelit living room and dining room. I walked through the open threshold and the door shut behind me, almost automatically. I turned around and there was Lauren, standing against the inside of the door, in sheer red, lacy lingerie, her long blonde hair flowing down a single shoulder, her light brown eyes fixed upon mine.

I swallowed hard, licking my lips as I surveyed every inch of her lithe form. Words couldn't form in my head and every negative or anxiety-inducing thought was purged from my brain.

Lauren looked down at the bouquet of roses in my hand.

"For me?" she asked, her eyes catching mine once again.

I nodded, barely able to lift my arm up to hand them to her. Lauren smiled devilishly as she sauntered towards me, eventually taking the flowers from my grasp, inhaling their essence and then transporting them to the kitchen.

I turned on my heel, but stood in place as I watched her care for the flowers, cutting their stems and placing them one by one in a vase while accentuating her movements to flaunt her flawless form. It wasn't fair that she could read my sexual energy now – though the look on my face did make every thought forming in my head quite obvious, succubus abilities not required.

"So, I realized that it was Valentine's Day and that we hadn't talked about anything," Lauren began, coming back into the open area., "and while I was thinking of what we could do, I also realized that these past few days… the past month, actually, has been a lot about me and little about you."

Lauren's eyes locked with mine as she came within an inch of our bodies touching. She trailed her fingers lightly against the fabric of my jacket, the leather lightly pressing into my skin.

"It's actually something I've been thinking for a while, if I'm honest. I know I've had a lot going on, but you have too. And you make sure that I am taking care of in every sense of the word. You do everything you can for me. You always have. But I can tell that you've been stressed lately. The succubus kind of overtook the Eired, but if I put all of that aside and just be me… just Lauren… I can tell that you are overwhelmed and stressed."

I started to shake my head, but Lauren pressed her fingers against my lips and I stilled my movements.

"I don't want you to pretend, Bo. You don't have to pretend. And…there's a lot I want to talk about… things I think we should talk about. I've been kind of selfish lately and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be."

Lauren slipped her hands under my leather jacket and began sliding it off of my shoulders and down my arms until she was able to take the garment in her hands and drape it over the couch.

"But right now… we aren't going to talk," she stated firmly.

My skin started to buzz with anticipation, my breath quickening. How was it that Lauren could be so adorable and so geeky, and then so sexy and so seducing? I was one very lucky Succubus.

"We're not?" I signed back to her.

The blonde shook her head lightly, her hair brushing against the sides of her face, her lips pressed together. "No. No talking."

She reached out, her fingers trailing the left side of my face. My eyes fluttered closed as I pressed into her hand. Lauren's touch was everything – it was comforting, exciting, soothing, igniting… it was everything. With one simple touch, Lauren could calm me down or set me on fire – and I would have it no other way.

"I want to take care of you, Bo."

She hooked her index finger under my chin and slowly brought my lips to hers. We kissed slowly, savoring the taste of each other. I brought my hands to the sides of her face, my fingers tangling lightly into silken strands of her blonde hair.

Our tongues danced slowly with one another, the passion and need increasing gradually – we were not in a rush. Lauren wasn't hungry – or if she was, she was suppressing it and controlling it to allow such a passionate interaction.

Lauren broke the kiss, but only to lightly press her lips against my chin and then my jaw line, leisurely working her way to my neck. I held onto her, my hands gliding down to her back. The feeling of the sheer fabric beneath my palms sent a wave of arousal through me and for a brief moment, my eyes flashed blue, but I swallowed hard and centered myself. I wanted to just be "Bo", not the succubus.

Lauren had been right – I had been stressed, and apparently, I hadn't done a good enough job at hiding it. Yet, deep down, I knew hiding it wasn't healthy…not if we were going to make it together. At the club, we talked about honesty – and I knew that I had to open myself up to her and let her see…and let her take care of me the way she was wanting to.

My head rolled on my shoulders, giving Lauren more access as she continued to trail her lips against my skin. She held onto my neck and lower back gingerly, pulling me into her, angling me just the way she wanted me. It was making my head spin and my mind cloudy, and everything outside of the apartment walls beginning to melt off of me.

Lauren kissed, licked, and gently bit every exposed area of my neck and throat a hundred times, and when she could no longer find naïve skin, she grabbed my face, and kissed me hard – her tongue entering my mouth assertively, pushing my muscle down, and effectively setting my core ablaze.

She broke the kiss and reached behind her to take my hand before turning around and leading me into the bedroom. She pulled me in front of her, her hand meeting the side of my face lightly and pulling me into a deep kiss. She walked me towards the foot of the bed and tapped roughly at my shoulders. I fell backwards, landing on the bed in sitting position. Lauren took two steps towards me and stood between my thighs as she reached for the hem of my shirt, bringing it up and over my head. Goosebumps appeared on my searing hot skin as my upper half was exposed to the cool air of the room.

Before I knew it, I was sitting on the bed completely naked and Lauren was straddling my lap, her red lace completely intact. Scalding heat emanated from her center and my mind reeled as I imagined how warm and wet she was, but with as much care as Lauren was taking to ensure that every inch of my skin was worshipped – not kissed, but completely and wholly worshipped – I knew I wouldn't be finding out if my assumptions were correct any time in the immediate future.

The blonde took great care undoing every bobby pin in my hair as she kissed my neck, my shoulders, and my collarbone. When the last pin was out, she ran her fingers through my dark locks, effectively undoing my half an hours' worth of morning hair prep. I moaned slightly as she pressed her finger tips into my scalp and continued to massage the sensitive area, rubbing her thumbs and fingers in small circles, trying to eradicate the tension stored there.

I leaned into her and kissed the hollow of her throat, but instead of allowing me to kiss her more, she took the opportunity to move her hands down towards the base of my head and back of my neck and continue her skilled hand movements there. I rested my forehead against her chest as her magical fingers discovered every tense knot and tight muscle.

"Baby…" Lauren called to me, her voice full of concern.

I lifted my head off of her chest and caught her eyes. "What? What's wrong?"

She looked back at me, her eyes worried.

We held onto each other's gaze for a few moments until Lauren sighed heavily. "New plan," she stated firmly, getting off my lap. "Lay down on your stomach."

"What?" I asked.

"Go…lay. On your stomach."

"But…" I tried to protest.

"Bo… seriously? I still plan on making love to you, but it's clear you need some other attention, too. Doctor's orders," she asserted, her expression completely set.

I knew that tone.

With a deep breath, I relented, crawling backwards on the bed and turning so that I was lying on my stomach, my bare ass to the ceiling. Within moments, I felt warm oil against the middle of my back followed by Lauren's strong hands. I groaned loudly as Lauren worked her fingers into the tight, unrelenting muscles of my back and shoulders.

On her journey she found several knots and what she called 'trigger points' that radiated pain down into my legs and up into my arms. I guess succubi healing didn't cover muscle tightness or stress? Or was this all from my earlier talk with Tamsin? I had no real way of knowing. What I did know, however, was that Lauren's study in anatomy was definitely proving useful.

The blonde didn't stop at my back and shoulders. She continued rubbing her hands over and massaging out the knots in my arms, and down my sides, up into the base of my neck and shoulders again, and even went down into my butt. It took me several minutes to acclimate to the sensation of Lauren's hands rubbing my ass, because, frankly, it tickled. That was of course until she found this secret area along my, according to her, SI joint which made me feel like cutting my hips and legs off all together.

She took her time, never moving onto another part of my body until the muscle she was working on had been fully taken care of. It was heaven. Her fingers had been working on the muscles of my calves, but as she finished a slight shiver shot up my body as the tips of her digits lightly grazed the inside of my right thigh.

"How does that feel now?" she asked, her voice slightly lower and dripping with arousal.

I lifted up onto my arms slightly and looked back at her. She had been controlling her hunger and I could see her struggling to control it now.

"Amazing," I signed with one hand, as I turned over to sit up.

I sat up on my knees and inched myself towards her, grabbing the back of her neck and crashing our lips together. I knew she wanted to take care of me completely – and boy was I thankful for it. I had always loved Lauren's hands on my body, but when she took the time to massage me – it was better than anything that I had experienced. Well, almost anything.

Lauren responded to the sudden kiss, her body shifting to situate against me as I leaned backwards, pulling her on top of me, my hands seeking skin underneath the sheer material. When the lingerie kept me from touching my favorite places, I pushed the fabric up over her breasts and then over her head, forcing our lips to reluctantly break apart for a moment. Once her perfect body was rid the flimsy, obstructive material, I palmed her breasts as she leaned down into me resuming the dance our lips had to suspend.

A shiver shot down my spine as Lauren's nipples hardened in my palms. I took the erect buds between my fingers and tweaked them lightly, eliciting a high pitched gasp from the blonde above me.

I smirked and lifted my head up slightly to grab her bottom lip between my teeth. I tugged on the flesh lightly, resting my head back down on the mattress. She moaned, her eyes slamming shut. I let go of her lip, only to recapture it with mine, letting my tongue soothe the bruise. She ground her hips downwards in response.

As our lips continued to dance, our tongues meeting and parting, I let go of her breasts and brought my hands to her ass, sliding the delicate fabric of her panties off her hips and guiding her to straddle one of my muscular thighs. The pooled wetness between her thighs allowed her to glide up and down my skin easily. I could tell when her clit would rub against me at just the right angle – she would falter just the slightest bit. Lauren's new position allowed her own thigh to settle right against my core and as slick as I was, my lips parted the moment she pressed her muscle against my center, allowing me to rock back and forth against her in attempt to relieve some of the overwhelming ache.

The blonde broke the kiss, slowly opening her eyes to meet mine. Her eyes scanned mine, her hands traveling from my hair down the skin of my jaw and onto my throat, and then across the side of my left collar bone. She smiled at me as goosebumps appeared suddenly on my skin.

She used her other hand to tilt my head to the side as her lips landed on my jaw. She continued to kiss up my jaw line, finally reaching my ear. She took my earlobe between her teeth and tugged on it – I squirmed beneath her, electricity shooting into my core. Her strong tongue ran across the ridges of my ear before her teeth scraped the newly wet skin. I gasped loudly, pulling away from her only to look into her molten soft brown eyes. She smirked at me, her coined mischievous expression plastered across her face.

She lifted herself up, her thigh no longer making contact where I craved it, before she dipped her head down to my neck, latching onto a sensitive patch of skin. I clawed at her back as my body rose up to meet hers, my core throbbing – wanting her, needing her. She continued kissing and biting every inch of my neck and shoulders and then moved down to my chest and in between my large breasts.

"Lauren..." I groaned, writhing against the comforter.

She gave my sternum one last kiss before flinging her hair to the side and looking up at me.

"Please," I begged, signing and saying the word, as if telling her in two languages would help.

She shook her head. "I know what you want and you'll have it. But for now...let me worship you. You are a goddess after all."

I dropped my head back onto the mattress in frustration. Lauren giggled against the skin of my ribs as she kissed every millimeter of flesh available to her. There was nothing for me to do but lay back and enjoy.

It wasn't that I didn't enjoy Lauren kissing me...very much the opposite. I just preferred instant gratification.

I moaned loudly and spread my legs wide as she settled in between my thighs to kiss and nip at my lower stomach and hip bones. Blonde strands of hair danced along my muscles causes them to jump at the feather light touch. I threaded my fingers in her hair, pushing the strands back and reveling in the silky-smooth texture. We had been together for months but sometimes I still couldn't believe that this goddess chose me.

I sighed deeply as she continued down my body, her hands reaching down towards my shins and leisurely trailing upwards with the faintest of touches, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

A hard kiss to my inner thigh jarred me from my peaceful paradise and set my body on fire, subsequent hard pressed kisses fueling the flames within me. I began to writhe and squirm under her rough kisses, my body responding in the way she was commanding it to. My core ached for her, my center becoming increasingly hot and wet as she inched towards her destination.

The light pressure of her tongue and against my outer lips elicited a guttural moan that I could no longer contain.

Mmm you really are dripping.

"Fuck," I breathed out, lifting my hips up to get more of her.

"Be patient, Bo."

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as I swiped my tongue against my bottom lip to moisten the chapped skin.

The next pass of her tongue spread my lips and I felt her moan into my cunt as she tasted me. Strong hands grabbed at my hips and ass, securing my lower half to her mouth, her tongue gliding through my drenched folds.

I didn't know when I began, but my hips took a life of their own as I ground up into her. I felt her smile just a moment before her tongue darted into my core. My walls tried to clench around her skilled muscle, but she pulled out too fast, licking her way up to my throbbing bundle of nerves. She took the pulsating nub between her lips and sucked on it lightly, her tongue licking the edges and flicking the hood.

A string of curses left my lips as I moved my hands from her hair to the comforters, gripping it so tightly my knuckles became ghostly white as the skin stretched over the bones. She purred into me and the vibrations send shot a shiver through my nerves.

You taste so fucking good, Bo.

I thrashed my head from side to side as her tongue lavished me inside and out, pure pleasure coursing through my veins. I could feel my orgasm building, but I didn't want to come like this – I want her to come with me. I wanted us to come together.

I tugged at Lauren's hair and guided her up my body until I could reach her lips. I kissed her passionately, my fingers wound tightly in her hair. With a growl, I rolled us over, my body reacting to tasting myself on her tongue. Lauren let out a sharp breath and a whine when I broke the kiss and began teasing her neck, my fingertips trailing lightly along her sides, down to the outside of her thigh and back up the inside, stopping just short of her groin.

The blonde moaned lightly, her body squirming beneath me, her breasts rubbing against mine from her accentuated movements. I smiled against her neck before trailing downwards, kissing every patch of flesh I met until I reached her perfect breasts. I grabbed them roughly as I took a pointed nipple between my lips, my tongue rolling over the sensitive bud again and again. Lauren's hands tangled tightly in my hair, pulling the strands slightly and causing a small amount of welcomed pain to shoot through my spine. I hissed against her breast and with one last flick to her nipple I lifted up and crashed our lips together, my right hand grabbing a fistful of hair at the base of her neck roughly. Lauren moaned loudly in response, her body thrashing beneath me, our legs shifting so we could get closer, hands moving downwards.

I slipped my middle finger between her drenched folds and my head became foggy, partly from feeling her underneath my fingers and partly from the way she was teasing my opening. I broke the kiss and pulled her head back just a tad using my grip on her hair. The moment her cobalt eyes stared back at me, I thrust three of my fingers deep into her core. I loved watching Lauren pause when I entered her. It was one of the few times she came to a complete stop. Her face would tense and set in the most exquisite way as she bore down, taking all of me into her, her walls expanding to accommodate the width of my three digits.

Lauren took a deep, centering breath and slipped her fingers inside of me – first one, then two, then matching my three all in quick succession. I gasped as her fingers made their way inside of me, her tips deep within me. Lauren withdrew her fingers, deliberately dragging her curved fingertips against my channel, causing my walls to contract around her.

She continued to leisurely move her digits in and out of me and I mimicked her slow, languid thrusts as her cobalt eyes remained locked on mine. She lifted her head up to kiss me and use her strength to easily roll us back, so that she was on top of me, our bodies never disconnecting from one another.

As our tongues dueled playfully and our hips danced on fingers, Lauren reached for my free hand and tangled our fingers together, our entwined hands resting just above my head as our breath became laborious and uneven. We drove our hands into one another faster, deeper, and harder causing our skin to glisten with sweat, our respective orgasms building quickly and from deep within.

She pulled back, breaking the kiss, her mouth falling open as I curled my fingers inside of her, automatically pressing against the spongy, swollen flesh of her front wall. She used the power of her legs to drive into me harder, her thumb gliding up between my folds and trapping my erect clit beneath the moving digit. I bucked my hips widely up at her as she ground down hard against me, our interlocking hands straining against one another, using the strength of one another's arms for leverage to get deeper, thrust harder.

Lauren curled her fingers inside of me. I yelled out, my orgasm breaking over the edge, my body stiffening as I rode the massive waves of pleasure over and over. Lauren followed closely behind me. There was nothing like feeling her walls grip onto my fingers, refusing to let to as she stilled above me, juices pouring out of her and flowing down my wrists.

I used all of my energy to lift my head up and capture her lips in a searing kiss before drawing her chi. Within a few moments, Lauren reversed the feed and we each began thrusting into one another again, taking turns feeding off each other. Before long the now normal golden glow illuminated our sweat-coated skin as we finally came down off our last individual climaxes. Lauren practically fell on top of me and I did the best I could to roll us to the side, just a bit.

We stayed entwined with each other for several minutes as we slowly came down off our high. After removing my fingers from Lauren, I couldn't help but to bring them to my lips, licking off every last drop of her peach-like essence.

"I could stay like this all night long," Lauren admitted, snuggling into me further, her head resting on my breasts.

I hummed, kissing the top of her head and holding her tightly to me.

"Bo," Lauren asked, pulling back after a few moments of snuggling close with me.

I looked at her questioningly. "Hmm?"

"What's going on?"

I took a deep breath and centered myself by pushing her silky blonde locks out of her face and behind her ear.

"Is it that bad?" she followed-up, reading my expression, I assumed.

I frowned slightly, my fingers moving from her hair to trailing down her jaw and then falling to trace her shoulder and upper arm.

"We need to talk, and it's going to be more than I can sign lying in bed with you."

"Okay, then let's get dressed, get some tea and talk – "

"In a minute. Right now, I just want to hold you close, okay?"

Lauren nodded. "Okay."

She snuggled into me once again. In a few minutes, once we sat down to talk, the entire perception of her world was going to change. For just a few minutes longer, I wanted to spare her that pain.


So…that's that. I hope you guys are okay with it? lol I was tired and stressed when i wrote most of it. Anyways.

Okay, so we need to talk about something serious for a moment… Nov 8th. Every one of you just groaned or felt their chest tighten or became angry…i know. My intent was to get a sex chapter out to you guys to help…something to take your mind off of it and it took me longer. I'm sorry about that. I think its been almost two weeks since I updated… I wasn't able to write for a while because I was talking - with a lot of you - about the election and making sure many of you, my Faemily, were okay. If you need someone to talk to, Twitter me, PM me here…whatever. I am a sounding board and we CAN and WILL figure this out. We MUST stick together and we must stand strong for one another. We'll get through this. Together. I know that this feels like hell and every person outside of America is going "what the fuck did this country just do". Hey, I think most of us IN this country are saying that too. Guys, we're going to get through this. If you guys need me, I am here. I love you all. Remember, this isn't the end. It's only the beginning and we can and will fight.

I love you. You are beautiful and amazing and incredible. Never forget. okay? Never.

Until next time...