Tamsin was exhausted in all senses of the word, physically, mentally AND emotionally. She still had problems sleeping as she not only saw death but knew her fate. She was descending, burning into only darkness, pain and misery. She was hell bound and there was no doubt about it. Bo saved her from that fate and she was thankful. However, Tamsin was now even more scared to spend an eternity there after getting a taste of it. She would fall asleep but she would wake suddenly and then cling onto dear life to Bo as if death still had a grip on her, pulling her away from this life. She now needed to stay alive no matter the means in order to delay her final destination. She entertained the idea of begging Odin for her place back in the sisterhood, but under his rule, a worse fate than hell was waiting for her. All this did not mean however that she would stop being a warrior as that was who she was, it just meant being more sensible and less arrogant. This concept was totally foreign to most Valkyries and especially to Tamsin. Kendra was right however, she never put her life into anyone else's hands especially humans, but now she must.
Bo knew something happened to Tamsin while she was out as this was unlike her. Tamsin was really scared, and that was so 'human' of her to fear. But like Tamsin, she fought an internal battle in the recesses of her mind to get her wits back about her and would go back to sleep with the reassuring touches from Bo. Bo knew not to coerce Tamsin into talking about it. She knew that Tamsin would come around to talk about it later when she was ready.
Finally Tamsin got to a point where she relaxed her mind and drifted off to a more restful meditative state to the sounds of Bo humming a Scandinavian lullaby she had not heard for thousands of year. She had no idea how Bo knew that tune since it was that exact tune she fell asleep to on the battles fields when she was training as a new Valkyrie. As she relaxed her mind even more, she felt whole again as that tune brought her back to a time when her limitless powers were all at her disposal for waging war besides legendary heroes. She felt like a Valkyrie.
The stalwart Griffin inside Tamsin opened its eyes and stirred. It reared its head as it awakened for the first time since she was fallen. Like her heart which only beat for her goddess now, this Griffin moved only at Bo's command.
Tamsin felt better and before she went to sleep she imagined the whispers of the sisterhood which made everything right again. As offhanded comment she thought 'Arin, I wish you knew how happy and fulfilled I am right now in the arms of my lover and keeper Bo'. Her eyes closed as a smile of satisfaction washed across her face but she was startled awake. 'TAMSIN?! How? When? Can you hear me?' Arin's voice surfaced among all the whispers.
Tamsin was about to shoot out of bed but Bo was holding her tightly deeply breathing in a peaceful rest. Was this a fucking sick joke she thought? Tamsin tried to use her powers of doubt just in case but no dice. She still ached all over and therefore was still a weak human. Thinking it was just her imagination, she lay back down to sleep but when she was about to settle in, the voice appeared in her head again 'Tamsin, respond to me now! Or so help me gods of Valhalla, I will come down to your apartment myself and bitch slap you so hard by the time you wake up your clothes will be out of style!' Arin said in Tamsin's head.
At that moment, she knew it was really Arin talking to her since not even Tamsin's imagination was that colorful, but she smiled at what her sister said. Tamsin concentrated and locked onto Arin again. It felt different from when she was a Valkyrie, but the process was still about the same 'Whatever, you can try but I always win.' Tamsin responded.
'Holy Shit! It *IS* you!... I.. I…..' Arin cut herself off.
'Don't worry. It is good to hear your voice again sister. I missed you too.' Tamsin responded smiling looking at Bo's peaceful features.
'How the heck are you talking to me? I can't feel you amongst the sisterhood.' Arin stated trying to figure out what just happened.
Tamsin thought about this and she knew it had to do with the time Bo juiced her while she was in her alter ego state. The statement that stuck to Tamsin when Bo was bringing her back out of death's realm was 'Rejoin *my* ranks'. It was an official statement that meant that Tamsin belonged to Bo's order and not Odin's. Could Bo, an ordinary Fae and possible demi goddess as compared to Freya and Odin acquire and command Valkyries in her own separate order? Maybe so. In order to command a Valkyrie, you have to be able to communicate to them in whatever plane. But the communication medium allowed for gods and Valkyries to talk anyone else tethered to Asgard and its sub kingdoms. Interesting. Bo can heal me and give me some powers just like Odin. She was a baby Fae. If she could do this now in the year they have known each other, image how powerful she will be. The question was how to respond to Arin though.
'Arin, I almost died in an operation today and Bo was able to heal me. She claimed me as one of her Valkyries, so I guess a perk is that I get to be able to talk to everyone…. And NO, I don't have my other powers back.' Tamsin communicated again.
'Yea heard about that through the grapevine. It has caused a stir amongst all the sisterhood as only gods can bring a Valkyrie back. It's good to hear you again sister.' Arin confessed. She was walking through the halls of Valhalla on solo patrol wearing a big smile. 'So I guess you *can* answer the question I asked a time ago whether you have feelings for Bo judging by what I heard.' Arin smirked as she passed Odin and his escorts. Odin stared suspiciously at Arin but kept moving. 'Heh, I just smiled at Odin as he passed.' Arin huffed out in a laugh.
'Can you deliver him a message for me? Tell him that 'I, Tamsin, fallen Valkyrie of 4,1,8, has learned my lesson and if he could find it in his heart to FUCKING KISS MY ASS!'' Tamsin communicated to Arin.
Arin stopped walking and laughed out loud in a deep bellow. This caused Odin to abruptly stop and his guards to almost run into him.
Arin turned to see Odin stare at her in curiosity as well as annoyance. 'SHIT. Now I got Odin's attention. What do I tell him about my outburst? Fuck… never mind, I'll just tell him you got your powers back and are coming for him next.' Arin concluded.
'That's my sister. Let me know how it goes.' Tamsin smiled evilly knowing that Odin will probably think it was some sort of hoax.
"Arin, is there something so amusing that you must interrupt the peacefulness of Valhalla?" Odin said coldly.
Arin thought for a moment and responded "Tamsin, 4th order, 1st division, 8th unit has her powers back. She now is looking to right some wrongs." Arin stated formally at attention.
"You do have a sense of humor. I see all Valkyries in my order at all times. Tamsin is not one of them." Odin stated without feeling as he challenged Arin.
"Then she may not be in your order." Arin stated again as she saluted Odin and took a crisp about face to leave.
Odin closed his eyes briefly before talking to Arin's back "And she is not in Freya's either so you can give up this game you are playing." Odin said he turned and began to walk away.
Arin stopped at that comment and could not help herself. Tamsin was defying all odds as a human. Now she belonged to Bo, in an order of her their own. Rumors about Tamsin taking down hundreds of Fae with a small group of ill-trained humans ran rampant amongst the sisterhood within minutes after it happened. The stories about her were sometimes blown so out of whack that she was almost part of folk lore. It was even said that Tamsin was so strong she could satiate the most hungry succubus, kill the hundreds of Fae in seconds with her bare hands, attain true love in less than a day, and to top it off resurrect gods with her words of wisdom and truth alone. All this and she was fallen, a regular human. Tamsin, unbeknownst to her, quickly achieved a status that made even the most highly decorated Valkyries in 1,1,1 rabidly jealous. Arin was sure there was some truth in there but these stores were the ones that were told of heroes and legends. Tamsin a hero to the entire sisterhood where serving Odin or Freya did not matter? Who would have EVER thought. If folklore was true and she was this tough as a human, can you image what type of Valkyrie she might become? Un-fucking-stoppable. With that she sharply turned about again and said in a proclamation "Did you ever consider that there is a NEW order?"
Odin stopped again and half turned to Arin searching her features to see if there was any truth to what she was saying.
Arin knew that Bo as a succubus could not heal a Valkyrie nor give them powers. Same went for any other Fae. But if Bo can give powers and extend even a fallen Valkyrie's life, Bo WAS a goddess and now could build her own order of Valkyries. An order which will upset and challenge the status quo that plagued Valhalla.
There was silence between the two but Arin grinned almost sadistically and announced "Odin, There is a violent storm is coming." Arin then motioned to the sky above her which was cloudy but showed no signs of rain "Be prepared for it." Arin warned in earnest and then saluted Odin once more as she went on her merry way smiling.
Odin just stood there deep in thought for a short time before he too moved on in an agitated motion.
'Oh yea sis, I just pissed off Odin …. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.' Arin thought back to Tamsin.
'Huh? …. Oh thanks sis. So tired from today. TTYL ok?' Tamsin weakly responded.
Tamsin kissed the sleeping succubus on the lips as Bo mumbled something. She was not good at this being thankful thing since it was not in her way, so she whispered into Bo's ear while she slept "I can hear Arin and my entire sisterhood now. I am *sooo* totally awesome… ummm… That came out wrong…. Bo, when you make even the littlest stuff happen for me, it means the world. I feel whole again and I have no idea how I can ever repay you for what you have done for me. Thanks." Tamsin confessed as she quickly went back to sleep in Bo's arms with the soft choirs of Valkyrie voices lulling her into a deep slumber.
Bo smiled ever so slightly as Tamsin lay back down and she too went back to sleep.
Kendra opened her eyes slowly late in the morning. She took a moment to compose what just happened the day before. Disparate thoughts clogged her mind, so many of them that she needed a couple moments to sort it out. What was real and what was a dream? Did she take the red pill or blue pill last night? That thought was abruptly hurried due to the fact she was in her guest bedroom with a man behind her with his arms securely wrapped around her naked waist. Kendra's mind quickly went into overdrive and glanced down. She was thankful that at least she still had her underwear on even though it was rather somewhat sheer. Also her tank had ridden up during the night almost exposing everything. The hands around her, they were Dyson's. After that conclusion all the almost impossible and dreamy events all rushed back to her. Armed with that, she now knew that most of what she considered to be in the dream world was true. She was now working for the Light Fae. She took down Shape Shifters. She was Dyson's protégé, *HIS* human. 'SHIT. I hate being someone's property' Kendra grimaced as she thought to herself. The final thought? 'I asked Dyson to stay with me due to my PTS symptoms'. So what now? She needed him but at the same token she was so independent that she did not want him close. He was also now her sponsor and in addition to Tamsin to some degree would teach her about the Fae world. That translated to that she needed trust him and comply. Being mindful of her actions as they impacted Dyson who probably was taking on some risk. 'GREAT, we are in some sort of relationship where *I* am not driving' Kendra concluded in thought as she exhaled deeply. The only person that was ever allowed to do that was Eric.
Dyson was pensive all through the morning hours holding onto Kendra taking in and memorizing her scent. He was wondering what made him request for Hale's approval to make Kendra his 'pet'. He did not need to. He did not need to justify it to him on anyone else. Dyson just could have done it on the spot. Was it self-doubt? Probably. He needed Hale's opinion on the matter, his partner throughout the years. Hale was his sanity check. Hale had no problem with it from an Ash point of view. He needed more allies from both Fae and Human worlds. It quite simply made his job easier. Hale's last comment still stuck to him and still echoed in his head "You know Dyson, as a friend, it sounds like you care for Kendra which is fine. I don't know, however, if this is the correct course of action if you want to move forward to something beyond a friendship. I know Kendra too, and she is strong headed and does what she wants. You can agree with her or be wrong… Dyson just be careful if you go forward since you are strong arming your way into Kendra's life and defying many of the core tenants she lives by." Hale was right and he needed to give Kendra some space. He noticed he was stroking Kendra firm stomach gently which was almost an involuntary action. He then pulled her tank back down which had ridden up slightly over the night and covered her more with the thin blanket.
Kendra thought about what her next step was for now. It was too earth shattering with all the unknowns on how to proceed even through the day. It was distracting however as Dyson was stroking her stomach in a caring manner. She smiled broadly that Dyson respected her by pulling her tank down and covering her up again. It was her move to break the tension she felt in the air. She turned around on to lie on her back and set her gaze on Dyson who already had his head propped up on his side. It was evident that he was in that position for a while. "How long were you waiting for me to get up?" was Kendra's query.
"Not long" Dyson smiled as he knew giving an exact time would only prove he was lying. He also had no idea how long Kendra was awake beside him.
"Thanks for last night." Kendra smiled jeering Dyson as she looked at him seductively with a purr.
"Not a problem Kendra. It was *my pleasure*." Dyson shot back to which Kendra giggled. It was odd that he never saw Kendra laugh, since their engagements were always somewhat formal and serious. Her laugh made all the tension go away.
Kendra got up and swung her legs around the bed and stood up facing Dyson. She did a big stretch like she always did every morning and asked "So now that you're up, lets grab some breakfast and head to that library?"
Dyson was acutely focused as Kendra performed a stretch less than a couple feet away which had the effect of flexing most of her muscles across her well-toned body. It was a nice show without Kendra intending it to be. Looking at her build closely, she was not fragile by any stretch of the imagination, she looked strong for her frame but did not look like it when she was covered up which probably took most of her opponents off guard. Dyson broke out of his trance and responded "Yes, it's time to meet Trick and give you some homework. I'll also introduce you to a the gang. I hope Tamsin and Bo can also make it. Oh yea, no need to bring any major hardware, this bar is a neutral ground for all Fae."
"All right. See you down stairs in 15?" Kendra said as she cat walked to the door. She opened it and walked through and turned the corner knowing that Dyson's big bad wolf probably made an appearance from that alone but she had an malevolent urge to prod him further. As she turned the corner out of sight, she pulled her tank over her head and peddled out of her underwear expediently then leaned over the door way arch exposing her shoulders up and said factually "Oh Dyson?" He was sitting at edge of the bed about to get up when his eyes locked onto her naked form that was showing. "You may need these" Kendra said tossing her garments to Dyson who caught them quickly "In case you need to huff and puff BEFORE you blow my house down and hit the road." Kendra concluded with a knowing smirk that she was getting a 'rise' out of him. She then proudly strutted back to her room without a stitch of clothing and closed the door to get changed.
Dyson just sat the for a moment and smiled analyzing her motives for teasing him. She already disclosed to him that she did not want a sexual relationship last night but at the same time she did when they were at the hospital. However her feelings were like a light switch that could be turned off and on in an instant from their history of interactions. Did Kendra leave the door open for a relationship beyond that of a friendship? Yes, Dyson surmised as Bo told him her true intentions and Bo knew his as well. It was good to have a succubus on his side that read auras. 'So what is she doing since she could just keep the relationship professional and it would grow slowly and still end up in the same place? In a relationship.' Dyson analyzed. He preferred to take things slow as that was his style with Bo and Ciara also the fact that Hale told him to be careful. He also did not want to lose her as a friend. Dyson could easily tell that she was dismayed by not knowing the truth about the Fae world to put it lightly. It was their strong friendship that kept them from just parting ways the day before. 'Why would Kendra risk all of that which took years to form?' Dyson brooded as he slowly tossed Kendra's garments on the guest room dresser. I curious thought came to him. Kendra admitted she was strong willed and stubborn and *MAY* follow him. She made it clear she was not his property. 'Kendra is a rebel and is at least subconsciously vying for position and dominance in a world where she is not. She is attempting in a way to fit her personality into a mold that she is not caste for.' Dyson quickly concluded. Dyson then realized that this was going to be a long bumpy journey which would test the fabric of their friendship and down the line if they were actually able to make it to a relationship. Did he want it? It was hard to tell. At a physical and basic lust driven level, yes. When the lust fades and wanes however, it required more. Love.
The thought of love hurt Dyson inside as he felt for Bo. He loved and still loves Bo to this day. He sacrificed relationships he held for thousands of years to give his one and only shot at a life mate to Bo who he knew for only 2 years. Bo was just simply amazing. He learned and grew more with Bo than in any other span of his life. He lost his chance due to the deal he made with the Norn. Did he regret that decision? Never and he would do it again. What of Ciara and possibly Kendra? Yes he had regrets that he could not or was incapable of loving another. Ciara was now fallen at the hands of the Garuda. Regret for Dyson cut like a double edged sword. Some days he held no qualms about the sacrifices he made for Bo, but there were days like this where he saw and lived the consequences for it. He made sure to hide it well from Bo until he let the cat out of the bag during Bo's dawning. A green light from Bo to find happiness in spite of all this is all well and good assuming your car works and can move. Dyson felt like he was just stalled half way through an intersection, neither here nor there. That was his curse and his cross to bear. He was now a lone wolf and will forever be unless Bo finds her way back to him. He loved Bo too much to force it.
Dyson went down stairs to the well-organized kitchen. Not a thing was out of place. Dyson smelled the residual scent of coffee. Kendra was obviously a big coffee drinker he surmised and started to make a cup for her. As he was waiting he walked into the living room and looked around and stopped at a mantel which held several picture frames and awards. There were several awards she received at the academy and Dyson remembered reading her profile that she graduated within the top 5%. What was more impressive was that she was the only female within the top 5%. It was followed by several awards post academy. They all had a slight layer of dust on them, but the ones that followed did not. As his eyes scanned the next set of photos, they were all photos of her current team, but more importantly, these photos were a couple years old as Kendra was part of a SWAT team with whom several members were different. She had a bright smile in those photos and looking at her uniform, her rank was Sargent. She had managed to make Captain in a few years, which showed her drive. He distinctly remembered Kendra when she just joined the team. Eric, the lead for the team made her the liaison between Dyson's precinct and the 69th over 5 years ago. The next set of photos gave Dyson a revelation of sorts since there were pictures of Kendra and Eric taking vacations together. They were a couple and judging by the photos very close. Oh shit was Dyson's next thought as he realized that Eric 'sidewinder' Davis was her fiancé. There were a couple more pictures of them in training and one picture was an emblem of a sidewinder missile under Eric and Kendra had a 3 headed dog, a clear depiction of Cerberus. That was Kendra's call sign he discovered but he never found it in any of her files as she made sure to either purposefully not include it or erase it. She never made it known to Dyson either. Kendra was a unique enough name in the law enforcement order that she kind of did not need one.
Where was Eric's badge? Where were the pictures of her family? They were all absent. Dyson was deep in thought but the sound of Kendra coming down the stairs and pouring herself coffee made him snap out of it.
Kendra rounded the corner and glanced at Dyson while taking a sip of coffee from a mug. She was dressed in lose fitted black jeans a sold maroon colored t-shirt and a dark jean colored button down long sleeve only tied at the bottom. She had a somewhat frumpy, homey, and rustic feel about her but she was anything but pedestrian. She still worked what she was wearing and did it well without being a showoff.
"Mmmm, this is good Dyson. Please don't tell me in your past you personally knew Juan Valdez." Kendra joked.
"No, and I was never a big coffee drinker until I became a detective in precinct 39. After how putrid the coffee tasted, I learned how to make it better and it was not that hard." Dyson looked on at Kendra with a grin.
"I guess it was not an 'ancient Chinese secret' after all. So is this get up ok to meet the 'blood king' slash Bo's grandfather?" Kendra asked motioning to the outfit to which Dyson just slowly nodded.
"I know from what Kenzi told me, that the Dal is like a neutral ground for Fae of light or dark, friend or foe and fights are not tolerated. Does that mean it does not happen?" Kendra asked leaning against the wall nonchalantly taking another sip of coffee.
"Well, Trick is the proprietor of the Dal Rita. Those are his rules. They are obeyed for the most part but fights do occasionally happen." Dyson clarified wondering where she was going with this.
"So there are no rules about bringing in items purely for self-protection then?" Kendra asked.
Dyson looked on at Kendra and slowly strolled carefully over to her surveying her calm demeanor and lax stance. "Most Fae don't normally bring any as their powers are their weapons." Dyson said while snaking his right hand around Kendra's waste and slowly tugging her body up to his briefly slightly off centered. "But it does not prevent it from happening." Dyson concluded with an knowing grin as Kendra was still looking away from his glance feigning innocence stilling holding a mug of coffee. "Say like for instance some human walks into a bar wearing Kevlar body armor, a concealed full frame Glock with 2 extra magazines, one ultra-compact semiauto and… if they have boots on, no doubt there will be a knife, maybe 2." Dyson said.
Kendra was impressed by Dyson's quick and through analysis which was on target. He did have a good idea however, 2 knives, not just one. She looked at him in smiled innocently "I am still waiting for the punch line for that joke about a human walking into a bar." Kendra asked smiling coyly as she nudged Dyson with her hip to back him up. "Then if you find this suspected human what ya gonna do about it?" Kendra challenged.
"Nothing yet, but if they cause a ruckus, I might not only have to disarm them, but if she's cute, I might have to cuff her and then strip search her very well to ensure she does not have any more dangerous items on her." Dyson said sarcastically but had an evil grin thinking about all the things he could do to Kendra. "Ready to go?" Dyson asked changing the subject since he knew he got her for once.
"Wow to walk into a Fae stronghold solo? She *must* be an extremely skilled and gutsy human. A fighter with looks to spare. Someone that could probably make even a *SUCCUBUS* jealous. I like this girl already. Can I join in on the fun?" Kendra requested with the slightest grin putting down her now empty mug on the table and following Dyson out to the car.
Tamsin was in deep sleep. The best she could remember in a long time. The dream of death taking her never reentered back in her mind as the soft Valkyrie voices acted like a security blanket to her. She opened her eye however since she felt immensely horny. Bo was on her side with her head propped up facing Tamsin with a huge smile in her face with her other hand at her side.
"Morning Tam Tam." Bo said admiring her work.
"What did you do Bo?" Tamsin demanded since judging by the way Bo was acting, it was never good.
"Succubus wakeup call … Remember?" Bo smiled evilly.
Tamsin was aware that she was on her back and her sheets were sopping wet between her legs. Did she reach peak and not even know it? "Ummmm if it means that you just hover over me staring at me like a psyco to wake me with your voice, *THAT* was not what I meant…. Not impressed" Tamsin huffed out rolling her eyes.
"Oh Tam Tam, I've been keeping you near peak for the last 30 minutes. I didn't have to use any of my powers since you are such a heavy sleeper my Valkyrie. But you woke up in time for the finale" Bo said factually.
*** (Major) Smut alert – skip to next chap to avoid or go to next set of '*'s ***
"What the fuck are you talking about succu whore? I feel fi… AHHHH!" Tamsin nearly screamed as Bo reached out and stroked the side of Tamsin's breast lightly. What was happening? Her whole body was hypersensitive.
"What was that Tamsin? I didn't hear you." Bo feigning ignorance daring Tamsin to shoot off her mouth again.
"If you think I going to just come for you right now without any foreplay, you got another thing … AHHHH! COMING! I'm COMING! FUCK! I'm coming!" Tamsin's body jerked as Bo moved her free hand between Tamsin's legs but didn't enter.
Bo continued to play with Tamsin's pearl as Tamsin violently writhed in pleasure but was kept from releasing. "Tam Tam, you forget I am a Succubus. I know *everything* about your body and how it works, even several things you don't" Bo purred. "Now Tamsin, My Valkyrie, I'm not going to let you release the way you want to, but you will release succubus style which is measured in the minutes OK? Any objections?" Bo said in a husky voice.
"ANYTHING! ANYTHING!... PLEASE! AHHH" was all that came out from Tamsin as her sheets became even more moist.
"OK, I need you to relax and not to move, no matter how badly you want to release. If you do, you will only get more frustrated. TRUST ME." Bo said as she mounted Tamsin to keep her still. Her slick digits then slid into Tamsin's core in a slow precise motion.
Tamsin was in heaven and unconsciously tried to buck her hips to get release but Bo just did not comply. Tamsin finally gave up and relaxed knowing full well that she needed to release on Bo's terms. What happened afterwards was amazing. Instead of a quick and harsh peak which was over in seconds, Bo made Tamsin release slowly with less intensity but the pleasure she felt was increasing as the minute passed. Tamsin's mind blanked out totally as the second minute came and went and by the third minute after Tamsin cursed and begged for most of it to let this 'torture' end, Bo finally aggressively made Tamsin peak at her hardest she could ever remember and it went into the forth minute. Tamsin's mind was mush. Valkyrie, Human or otherwise, 'wow' was the only word that Tamsin had in her mind as she came down slowly.
After Tamsin just lying there for 5 minutes, Bo who was pretending to closely inspect her nails as she dismounted and sat up in the bed just asked like she was talking about the weather "So how was the Succubus wakeup call?"
"Wow…. I… I… I hate you Succubus." Tamsin gasped unable to think of a witty comeback with a huge smile of satisfaction on her face. She could not believe that Bo was this powerful without using any of her powers. She hated the truth that even though she was a fierce unstoppable warrior, her weakness was not found on the battlefields, but in her heart. Even in her fallen state, a pack of shape shifters could not take her down, but 1 particular Succubus could at a single touch. Mind boggling
"Tamsin, tisk tisk, You are so ungrateful." Bo let out with a smirk but continued "I think round 2 of the wakeup call is in order." Bo then quickly straddled Tamsin. "You have to comply, I *AM* the law here you know." Bo stated holding her badge up for Tamsin to see.
Tamsin knew that she would not be able to last another release even for a couple of seconds. She quickly used her BJJ moves to subdue Bo to gain dominance and then quickly trapped the smug and naked special agent. "For the 39th. You have no jurisdiction here succuIette. *I* do." Tamsin said with a click. "I heard that you took over my desk at the 39th. Not happy with that *AT ALL*. The thought of that Unaligned Succubus touching my things and rifling through my drawers…. ugggg" Tamsin said in all seriousness. "How would *YOU* like it if I touched *yours things* and went through *your drawers* …. Like so…." Tamsin smirked with a malevolent grin since she was now on top of Bo who had her hands trapped. Tamsin then took her free hand then slowly teased Bo's pearl. It did not take long for Tamsin's fingers to get moist as she inserted her digits into Bo's core roughly.
Tamsin always wanted to dominate Bo and now that she was the law, it was even made more appealing to take down and corrupt the self-righteous high and mighty Succubus.
Bo was surprised how fast she got trapped under Tamsin. She could do nothing to prevent Tamsin's onslaught short of her powers. Tamsin seemed to have learned Bo's body as well. Her helplessness followed by Tamsin's talented fingers made her reach peak rapidly and explode with force. One that was strong and powerful like her Valkyrie. Bo yelled and goaded Tamsin to dominate her which further seemed to strengthen Tamsin's resolve. Bo loved every bit of it. Even after she peaked, Bo was still in a daze when Tamsin reversed positions to face away from Bo again in a 69 type position. Bo's hands were free again.
"Bo, I need you to relax and not move, no matter how badly you want to. If you do, you will only get cut. TRUST ME." Tamsin cooed out as she imitated Bo earlier with a wicked grin on. With that, she leaned over to the floor and searched in Bo's pile of messy clothes before retrieving a dagger.
"Succu-tits, now be nice. Valkyrie with a razor sharp dagger near your nether regions, not a good idea to make me lose my concentration." Tamsin warned with a dare laced in its meaning.
Tamsin went to work clear cutting Bo's field again which had started to grow back.
Bo for her part used her very talented tongue to push Tamsin to the edge of losing concentration. Bo knew that Tamsin would just grin and bear it and she did.
Tamsin relished doing this to Bo as she was symbolically branding her lover in a very intimate, indirect and possessive manner. 'Lauren, if she makes it this far, will be in for a surprise.' She reflected with conceit.
*** Tamsin and Bo briefly slumbered again tangled in each other's arms after their latest escapade. Next stop? Time to head to the Dal to see the gang.
Bo needed to see her grandfather about Tamsin. Trying to talk about getting Tamsin's powers back was the easy part. How to tell Trick about Tamsin being her lover was the hard part. Should she even tell him at all?