Chapter 10
Tamsin got off work after a long day. She exhaustedly leaned back against the wall of the elevator in her apartment building and stared at the changing number of the floor blankly. She felt worn out. Her shoulder was hurting for she had slammed it too hard against the wall when she chased some under Fae earlier today. Her eyes were sore for she had spent too much time staring at the computer screen filing all sorts of reports. She also had a headache, not too heavy to make her really suffer, but irritated enough for her to want to bang her head against something.
All those things would just stop bothering her, though, when sometimes her mind was taken over by this irking feeling lurking inside her chest. It made her want to sigh and at the same time, punch the wall. It made her wake up two in the morning all of a sudden, and feel that there was a hole inside her heart.
Fuck. Tamsin thought as she exited the elevator. Maybe I should have gone to that shitty bar with the Wolf tonight and just...
She knew she couldn't have though, she had to pack tonight and leave tomorrow.
Tamsin walked towards her apartment as she hunted for her keys in her purse. Then, she paused there, when she saw Bo sitting on her doorstep.
Tamsin swallowed hard when she registered the image of Bo burying her head against her knees with her arms around them. She rushed to her, feeling frightened that the brunette might be seriously injured and came over to find her to heal. Did she even call her? Or text her? She didn't remember getting anything from Bo, but what if her phone malfunctioned? Or maybe Bo had been too weak to call for help, or lost her phone or something?
Holding Bo's shoulder with her right hand, Tamsin carefully lifted Bo's face with her left, and was relieved after she finally confirmed that Bo was perfectly healthy. The brunette smelled like she had been drowned in alcohol, though.
Bo groaned when Tamsin pinched her chin lightly to lift her head a little. She blinked, trying to focus on Tamsin's face. The moment she recognized Tamsin, she let out a soft smile and bit her bottom lip. "Hey, Officer," she slurred, "I was…."
Tamsin had a hard time telling whether Bo had said waiting for you or looking for you, because the brunette was too drunk to keep her tongue in proper position when speaking.
"Drink less if you can't handle that much," Tamsin grunted as she opened the door. She pulled Bo up and let her in.
"I didn't-I asked Trick to give me something strong and...It was all his fault...I only had like one...well, no...more like..." Bo mumbled, stumbling into Tamsin's living room. She held four fingers up and continued, "more like...three of them...it was something...something with Fae berries and...all kinds of Fae...shit…." Then she stared at her hand, and counted how many fingers she had been holding up. When she realized that she said three but showed Tamsin four fingers, she started to giggle and staggered back and forth.
Tamsin rolled her eyes and grabbed the brunette's arm so she wouldn't fall or knock anything off. "You need to go home," she said.
Bo giggled again, and swung her arms over Tamsin's shoulder. She pulled herself closer to the blonde and tried to wink at her, but she was too drunk to manage such a subtle movement of her eye. She ended up squinting like an idiot.
Tamsin rolled her eyes again, and gently pushed the brunette away before Bo's body heat set fire on her flesh. She pushed an open suitcase in front of the couch to the side with her foot, and let Bo sit down. "I'll get you some water and drive you home, okay?"
Bo didn't let her get away, though. She grabbed the Valkyrie's hand and pulled her down to the couch, before she rolled herself into a sitting position on Tamsin's lap. She inhaled and leaned in. "Come on, Officer," she said in a whisper, her breaths on Tamsin's ear. "It's Friday night, our casual, fun friday night, remember? Like...I-pull-your-gstring-off-with-my-teeth casual, fun Friday night…."
Tamsin swallowed hard and pushed Bo away again. She knew too damn well what would happen next the moment Bo's breath puffed on her lips. "Have your casual fun Friday night somewhere else, okay? I've got things to do tonight."
"Oh?" Bo asked as she stared at the blonde in a frown. Then she turned around and scanned the room, before she sniffed at the bedroom direction. "You mean...you've got a hottie hiding in there? Why don't you tell her to come out and have a th-"
Somehow the word threesome hurt Bo's throat and made her pause. And as that sore, painful feeling exploded in her throat, the drunken feeling brought by the weird drink she had had suddenly faded.
Having realized what she had been doing, Bo quickly got off Tamsin's lap and stepped back. Thinking about what she had just said, Bo wanted nothing but to kick herself in the ass.
Haven't you fucked up enough already? Bo asked herself when she thought about how Tamsin and her had grown distant after that stupid threesome, and how things had gotten worse after Tamsin caught her having sex with Freyja in the Dal. And here she was, acting like a horny drunk looking for random sex.
Taking a deep breath, Bo turned her eyes away and murmured, "I...emmm...can I have some water?"
Tamsin shrugged as she moved to the kitchen to get Bo a bottle of water. She managed to maintain that nonchalant look on her face until she entered the kitchen and faced away from Bo completely. While taking a bottle of water out from her fridge slowly, she took a few deep breaths to ease that dull pain in her chest brought by that heart breaking bitterness and guilt in Bo's eyes. She had seen the same look when she had found Bo feeding off Freyja in the Dal, and that look made her heart pound agonizingly under her chest.
Tamsin let out a deep breath and closed the fridge door. She stood up and turned around, trying to act normal while throwing the bottle to Bo.
Bo tried to catch it but she missed. She cursed and got down on one knee to pick it up, and it was then she had finally noticed the suitcase next to the couch.
Bo looked at the suitcase, shocked. She stared at those carefully folded clothes, socks that had been rolled into balls, and bras that were stacked together. She blinked. Then she blinked again. Then again, but the suitcase was still there.
As she remembered that Freyja had told Tamsin that she was leaving in two days and had a spot saved for her, Bo suddenly felt a rush of dizziness going through her head, like that drink Trick had given her was influencing her again. She shook her head hard, trying to stay lucid. "You..." she murmured, "you are packing."
"Mhm" was Tamsin's only answer, before she went to get a pair of slippers and a pair of sneakers and stuffed them in the suitcase.
"You are...leaving?" Bo asked, her voice shaking a little in the air. Tamsin didn't deny it and she was now actually packing. That had gotten Bo scared.
Tamsin shrugged and went into the bathroom to get a few clean towels. She folded them and tucked them into the suitcase too.
"Emmm..." Bo murmured, her heart torn by the pain of knowing the Valkyrie was leaving without even telling her so. She inhaled hard, so hard that the air she sucked in actually started to hurt her chest. "So this is it, huh?" She asked in a whisper.
Tamsin frowned as she took a glance at Bo. This time, those brown eyes were filled with pain, and a little bit anger. That look just made her want to hold the brunette softly, so softly that it would make her pain go away. She cleared her throat and went back on packing, because it was the only way to stop herself from doing what was on her mind right now.
"You didn't even..." Bo continued, feeling crushed as it suddenly felt so real that she was about to lose the Valkyrie, and the most painful part was that she didn't even know what had gone wrong. Was it because the threesome she had agreed to with Freyja? Was it because she fucked Freyja in the Dal? Had there been anything between them at all? Or was it all her illusion? She had told herself that there was definitely something between them, because of Tamsin's burning aura, but was that purely because of the sexual attraction, or something else?
Those thoughts eroded Bo's mind, and she could hardly breathe. She stared at the blonde as she asked, "not even...a goodbye text?"
Half of Tamsin's mind was trying to figure out how she could possibly stuff her last pair of shoes into that suitcase which was already too full, while the other half was wondering why Bo had suddenly cared about if she would say goodbye to her. She could figure out neither, because the devastated look in Bo's eyes was killing her brain already, and the bitterness in Bo's voice was strangling her heart. "Why would I sent you a goodbye text?" She asked in reflex.
Bo huffed and nodded. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, and pulled the hem of her jacket unconsciously. "Wow," she murmured, finding Tamsin's indifference unbelievable, "I thought you'd at least…."
Tamsin waited for Bo to finish her sentence, but apparently the brunette had not made up her mind of what to say next at all. The endless wait and Bo's sad eyes irritated her so much, that she pushed her shoes through the clothes without giving a shit about all her ruffled shirts. "Look, Bo, I don't have time to guess what you are gonna say, so if you have something on your mind, just spit it out!"
A little startled by Tamsin's anger, Bo swallowed and sucked her bottom lip. She stayed quiet for a while, almost wanting to storm out, but she knew this might be her last chance if she ever wanted to get things sort out. "Don't leave with Freyja," she eventually said. She tried, but she still sounded like she was pleading.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Tamsin asked, completely surprised and confused.
"Oh you know damn well what I am talking about, Tamsin," Bo said as she stepped forward, so fast that it made her head spin. She swung her arms out to keep balance, while fighting that dizziness brought by the drink and whatever it was that was eating her brian. "That hot blonde, British accent Freyja. Your former boss Freyja. Freyja who apparently knows every shit about you and has even taught you everything in bed."
Tamsin had finally figured out what Bo was talking about. While finding Bo's animosity towards Freyja amusing and her accusations a little ridiculous, she smirked and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "So? Why is it any of your business?"
Bo choked, crushed by the blonde's taunting tone and her defensive stance. She opened her mouth, the answer almost slipped through her lips, but she forced it back. "Whatever, Tamsin," she replied in a low grunt. "Surely it's no longer any of my business anymore."
Tamsin's heart clenched and throbbed at the brunette's soft, bitter voice. "Don't say it like it ever was your business, Bo," she retorted.
Bo huffed out a light laugh, and turned to the door. Before she walked out, her head started spinning again. The drink rolled through her blood and gave her a strong kick, too strong for her to handle.
She blacked out.
Bo groaned softly and opened her eyes a little, before she intentionally closed them again and buried herself into the tiny, cozy fortress of the pillows and blankets. She rolled under the soft fabric and inhaled hard, trying to go back to sleep even though knowing she was now fully awake.
Her mind was still hazy, too hazy to notice that she wasn't in her own bed until she finally became aware of the sweet, soft scent lingering on the sheets.
She recognized that scent.
Struggling to sit up, Bo pushed the blankets off her to the side. She rolled on her side, and locked gaze with the Valkyrie who sat next to her.
Neither of them had said anything for a second or two, until Tamsin eventually got off the bed and murmured, "put your shoes on. Time for you to go home."
"Tamsin," Bo called the blonde's name before she walked out of the bedroom.
Tamsin stopped but didn't turn around. "What?"
"Don't...don't take Freyja's offer," Bo said. She had to say it. She had to get everything out of her chest. She had to, or they'd explode inside her and leave a hollow hole there. "She's not...you are not...she doesn't own you."
Tamsin rolled her eyes and sighed. She turned around and said, "no one owns me, Bo. And stop fucking telling me what to do or not to do. Why does it even matter to you whose offer I take or where I go?"
"I want you to stay," Bo replied, faster than she could stop herself.
"Why do you care if I stay or leave?" Tamsin scoffed.
Bo closed her eyes in desperation. "Because," she whispered, "I want you."
Tamsin froze. Want. That soft word rippled through her blood and her flesh, making her tremble. She forced herself not to believe in the possible true meaning of it, or the blazing emotions in Bo's eyes, or the pain in the brunette's words, because they were too damn good to be true. "You want me?" She said. "Or you mean you want my strong, delicious Chi?"
"No, I didn't mean that."
"Then what exactly do you mean, Bo? What do you want from me?" Tamsin pursued. She had to. Since she was so close to the answer, she had to know.
Bo took a deep breath and stepped forward, till the distance between her and the Valkyrie was dangerously close. She hesitantly reached out, and inched her hand forward to the blonde's hand. After touching and making sure the Valkyrie wasn't gonna run away, she held that warm hand in hers and pulled it to her chest. "Everything," she finally answered in a whisper. "I want everything of you."
Tamsin's throat suddenly became very dry, and it was clenching, making it impossible for her to breathe. She fisted her hands and raised her head a little to ease the stinging in her eyes. The hand in Bo's suddenly started to burn, and she could feel the brunette's pounding heart on her skin. "Don't," she said. "Don't say it if you don't mean it, Bo. Just don't."
Bo held her hand tighter to her chest and leaned in, till her lips were practically pressing on Tamsin's. "I mean it, Tamsin. I mean every word of it. I want everything of you."
"You are drunk, Bo. You had too much of Trick's...hell knows what shit he had given you. I don't think you are...you don't even know what you are saying, okay?"
Even someone as dizzy as Bo could sense the Valkyrie's defense crumbling and her feelings breaking through her shaky voice. Through the shivers on her skin, through those fluttering eyes, through that nervous heartbeat, she felt Tamsin's true heart.
Pressing her body harder against the blonde's, Bo teased, "then heal me. Make me sober first."
Like a spell, Bo's words broke Tamsin's last bit of resistance. It wasn't like Tamsin could control her longings that well in the first place anyway. She wanted Bo so badly. She wanted her every night and every day. She wanted those damn soft whispers, those wanting lips and that
soul of searing passion. How could she possibly resist all these, when what she had been wanting all along was right in her arms? How could she?
"Then I'll make you sober first," Tamsin whispered, taking a deep breath before shoving Bo to the wall. She pinned the brunette there, taking a good look at her, at her sparkling eyes, at her seductive smile, at the dimple between her collar bones, at everything of her. Then, she moved her hands to cup that beautiful face, and slowly, yet firmly, pressed her lips on those soft, sweet lips.
She wanted to go slow, but her aching flesh and Bo's moans were telling her to go fast, as fast as she possibly she could. Before she even realized, most of their clothes were already ripped off and tossed aside.
Tongue hungrily swirling around Bo's wanting nipples, fingers desperately rubbing every inch of the brunette's hot skin, lips pressing against the Succubus' silky inner thigh, her knees, her shins, then back to her soaking wet core, Tamsin revelled in the moment, inhaling Bo, listening to her moans, feeling her throbs and shivers. She savored her lust. She tasted her desires. She put everything of Bo on her lips and her tongue, before she gave everything of herself to Bo in return. When she finally gave the brunette the release, Bo cried her name out loud.
Tamsin stood up, her lips still soaked with Bo's juice. She kissed the brunette hard, encouraging her to feed.
Bo enjoyed her Chi, slowly and seductively, until she recovered from her orgasm and had enough strength to spin the Valkyrie around to pin her to the wall instead. Oh she almost forgot how much she loved to see those icy blue eyes burn in the flames of the longings for her. She kissed those lips over and over, teasing them with her teeth and the tip of her tongue.
When both of them became in dire need of air, Bo pulled back a little and cupped the blonde's face. She huffed out a sigh, and whispered, "I meant every word, Tamsin. I want everything of you."
Tamsin inhaled painfully, wanting to move her eyes away but couldn't. Bewitched by Bo's hot gaze, she had to gaze back and listen to her every word.
"I want your lips," Bo continued, kissing the Valkyrie on her lips. Then she moved her hands down along Tamsin's side, and to the back to grab her butt. "I want your hot ass," she murmured, lowering her head to let her lips fall on the blonde's neck, her collarbone, and then, her chest. She paused there, kissing the very spot above Tamsin's desperately pounding heart. "And I want your heart," she whispered against that vulnerable heartbeat.
Tamsin closed her eyes and threw her head back. Fuck. She thought as she felt the brunette's burning hot lips moving along every inch of her skin. Fuck, fuck, fuck. She was paralyzed, by this particular moment, by Bo's kisses, by those soft words, by that sincerity in her voice. She couldn't move, nor could she talk. She just stood there, and listen, with her heart hammering inside her chest. It couldn't possibly beat any harder or any faster, could it? How could it have not burst through her chest already?
"I want every inch of your body, and every piece of your soul. I want your bitchiness, your stubbornness, your smart mouth and your smirks, and those ginormous desires inside you," Bo continued with a soft voice as she lowered her body, her lips leaving a trail of kisses down Tamsin's body, her hands following.
Slowing pulling the Valkyrie's thong down, Bo nuzzled her nose against those soft curly folds between her legs. "I mean it, Tamsin," she breathed. "I want everything of you."
Tamsin whimpered vaguely, finally giving up and letting herself drown in Bo. "Then take it," she replied by forcing those word through her throat.
Bo chuckled, and gave her a quick, soft lick, before she lifted one of her legs onto her shoulder. She spreaded her folds with the tip of her tongue and teased her throbbing entrance. Then she moved it up slowly, all the way to her clit, her aching clit. Bo flicked her tongue against it, before she covered it with her lips and sucked it gently. She kept her motions light, soft, barely there, until the Valkyrie grunted impatiently, urging her to speed up and give her more.
Bo chuckled against the blonde's dripping wet pussy, and swirled her tongue around the clit while sucking it hard. She knew the Valkyrie was very close to her peak and she had no intention to hold back at all.
"Oh fuck Bo..." Tamsin couldn't help but let out a loud cry. She rocked her hips and rubbed herself against the brunette's tongue. "H-harder…I'm-I'm cumming…."
Bo enjoyed the blonde's throbs on her tongue. She enjoyed that exploding sexual energy from Tamsin in the air. She enjoyed the Valkyrie's orgasm, even more than her own. She stood up, devouring Tamsin's lips while moving her fingers between those wet folds. After they were perfectly coated with the Valkyrie's juices, she slammed them inside her hard and started to pull out Tamsin's Chi playfully. Soon the blonde's clenched hard around her fingers and screamed her name.
After both of them had caught their breaths, Bo ran the back of her fingers on the blonde's cheek and gazed into those foggy blue eyes. As the rushing heat of the sex started to fade away, she suddenly became intimidated by what she had just said. She had said a lot of things, maybe more than she should have. She had laid her heart bare, yet Tamsin had not really said anything in return.
Torn between the urge to pursue a definite answer and the fear of not going to get the answer of she wanted, Bo's eyes uncontrollably fell on the suitcase again. "You...emm..."
Tamsin rolled her eyes. "Yes, I need to finish packing." She paused a bit, and quickly added, "And no, I am not taking Freyja's offer."
Bo raised her eyebrows. She glanced at the suitcase again, before she stared at Tamsin and mumbled, "if your are not...why were you...I mean…."
"I was packing because I need to go out of town. And that is because of a case, which is a really long story," Tamsin explained as she tilted her head and smirked.
"Oh," Bo murmured. She frowned after that, and poked Tamsin's shoulder. "Hey, you should have just told me that if you weren't gonna take Freyja's offer in the first place! I thought you were...I thought you were fucking-"
"Why would you even think I'd go back to a job I walked away a long time ago?" Tamsin replied. "Don't blame me. You were the one who saw me packing and immediately made stupid assumptions."
Bo cursed, but then she started to giggle, and that giggled turned into loud laugh. When she finally stopped, she said, "so...you are not leaving?"
"I am, tomorrow, but I'll be back in a few days," Tamsin replied. "Is that an answer good enough for you, Succu-dumbass?"
"Good enough," Bo said, pulling the blonde closer. She buried her face under the blonde's chin and took a deep breath, with her arms around Tamsin's waist and their bodies pressing together.
Overwhelmed by this intimate yet not sexual moment, Tamsin bit her bottom lip and asked hesitantly, "so...you really...mean it, huh?"
"Yeah, I do," Bo replied. "And if you...if the feeling is mutual, I guess we could...say going out for a dinner or watch a movie or something next Friday night, before we...you know, rip each other's clothes off?"
Tamsin sighed and shook her head. She leaned in and gave Bo a kiss, before she said, "don't take this the wrong way, Bo, but Valkyries are not...I suck at relationships."
"Well here's what I'm gonna tell you. If you and I are in a contest of who sucks the most at relationships, I'll definitely win." Bo shrugged. She paused for a while, before she continued, "I just...I mean, I don't want it to be just sex, or feeding, Tamsin. I want...I want spend time with you and... I mean, if you do too, we could start slow, until we figure out something that works for both of us."
"Okay...but what if we can't?"
"Then," Bo said as she pressed lightly on the Valkyrie's nose, "I'm gonna blame you and your Valkyrie bitchiness shit."
Tamsin shot the brunette a cold stare, and grabbed her waist. "You are gonna get punished for that comment, Succubus."
Bo chuckled and pressed her lips against the blonde's ear. "Then punish me."
"So...you weren't upset about the fact I had sex with Freyja in front of you?" Bo asked as she comfortably rolled the blanket around her in Tamsin's bed. They had had amazing sex, and then they started to talk about things.
Tamsin rolled her eyes. "You were almost dead, Bo," she said, "you'd fuck anyone. You'd fuck the shit out of a drooling Orge if he was the only one available to you, not to mention someone way hotter than an Orge." She paused, and scooted closer to Bo's side. "And I know Freyja. She'd take that chance to fuck with you."
"Yeah, she Valkyrie faced me, and made me kinda...think I was having a threesome with her and you," Bo grunted. "That actually...felt awful."
"Yep, that threesome..." Tamsin murmured. "It was hot, but kinda awful too."
"I blame Freyja. She's kind of a bitch."
"She is a bitch," Tamin corrected her.
"Soooo..." Bo started, but instead of finishing her sentence, she licked her lip for a long time before she eventually continued, "you and her...were you two...a couple or something?"
Tamsin huffed, finding Bo's question ridiculous. "A couple?" She chuckled. "No, it wasn't like that. Not at all."
"Then what was it like?" Bo asked hesitantly. "Or...it's not something you really want to talk about?"
Tamsin shrugged. She let out an awkward laugh before she said, "well...I met Freyja when I was very young. And I kind of...had this crush on her I guess. She was such a strong, powerful woman, and she was really hot. I fought for her attention, and took her manipulative nature and her possessiveness as her affection towards me, and kind of...believed that she truly loved me the way I wanted."
"Mhm," Bo nodded, taking the blonde's hand in hers to lock their fingers together.
"We've been through a lot together. I mean, jobs, wars, stuff like that. She did influence me a lot. Things I've been through with her kind of made me who I am today."
"But, you chose to leave her."
"I did, because I eventually realized how toxic that relationship was, and I realized that to her I was just this interesting, fun toy. She'd never give me what I wanted. Hell I don't even know if she is capable of giving me what I wanted So I left."
Bo rubbed her thumb against the back of the Valkyrie's hand. "You think I am capable?" She teased.
Tamsin didn't answer her question. She just pecked the tip of Bo's nose and snuggled closer to her. "Anyway," she whispered, "She's a manipulative bitch, I'm glad that I left her for good, and I wasn't bothered by the fact that I saw you having sex with her."
"What was bothering you then?" Bo asked, although she kind of already had a vague idea of the answer.
"I thought..." Tamsin murmured. " I thought I had more feelings for you than you had for me, so…"
Bo smiled and lowered her head to kiss Tamsin's hand.
"So, next Friday?" Tamsin asked.
"Definitely next Friday," Bo replied. "We can go out and have some fun, and maybe..." She slowly trailed her finger down along the blonde's body. "...order two desserts to go from your favorite restaurant so I can eat them off you…."
Tamsin grabbed the brunette's wandering hand, and rolled on top of her. "Stop planning, sweetheart," she teased, "only I can decide what we do on our date night."
Bo wanted to protest, but when Tamsin's lips fell on her neck, she closed her eyes and thought, oh well, why bother?
A/N: I was actually planned to end the story here, but since I still have a bunch of smut ideas that I haven't written yet, I've decided to continued this story. It's gonna be nothing but fluffy Valkubus smut, so embrace yourself for a lot of Valku-banging!