A/N: Thanks for all the love. I appreciate you all.
**IMPORTANT** I will not be adding updates to this story unless prompted. It's just because I'm not really buzzing with ideas anymore like I am with Endless Possibilities (there's a bigger pool for inspiration on that one). And if I receive prompts, the posts might be short or long. It depends on how well my imagination clicks with the prompt. Buuuut, yeah, that's all.
Prompt by Alexis (guest reviewer): You should make one when Tamsin is working out at the gym and Bo comes in and Tamsin gets all jealous because all the guys in there are flirting with Bo.
Rated T.. and then the end gets a little M.
Disclaimer: I know nothing about lifting weights.
Jealousy
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Tamsin counted each rep in her head as she was perched on a bench, one hand and knee on the bench while a foot rested on the ground for support. She pulled the 60 lb. dumbbell towards her chest and away from the ground, the muscles in her broad back and triceps straining with each rep. The valkyrie almost laughed every time she came to the gym to work out because never in her wildest dreams would she be this muscular. It was kind of ridiculous the way every chiseled portion of her male body screamed power.
Before she was doomed to being a male for an indefinite amount of time, her body never exuded such a thing. Her body before was lean, lithe.. a body made for strength but also flexibility. And now.. Well, instead of using an opponent's strength against them, she could simply generate her own force using her own strength. It was amazing, really. If there was one thing Tamsin would miss after getting her old body back, it would definitely be the part where she was buff as hell.
Tamsin smirked. She knew Bo definitely didn't object to her newfound muscles. If anything, Bo's appreciation was motivation for her to keep working out. Speaking of a certain succubus, Tamsin was expecting her to pick her up from the gym at any moment. Since Tamsin trashed her last truck, their only vehicle was Bo's camaro.
The valkyrie switched to her other arm, doing another set of one-arm rows with the dumbbell. As she counted, she glanced up for a moment, locking eyes with Bo as the succubus came strutting into the gym. Tamsin sighed. She knew exactly where this was going.
As expected, five men caught sight of the blonde's bond-mate and quickly abandoned their work-out routines to surround the brunette. Tamsin watched as Bo shamelessly flirted with each man, and she clenched her jaw angrily. She refused to give into Bo's games. Granted, whenever Tamsin went along with them, they ended up having stupendously great sex.
But no. Not this time. This time, Tamsin would remain resilient, and— She huffed out an agitated breath, watching Bo stroke a man's arm. Nope, don't give in! Breathe, breeeaathe. Tamsin took in a deep breath before releasing it slowly. She would definitely be winning this time. She was doing fine... until she overheard the conversation.
"You've got a really nice butt," Douche #1 commented, craning his head to get a better view of it.
Tamsin white-knuckled the dumbbell, simply doing reps without counting now. She was too distracted.
"Thanks," Bo replied, sex-appeal dripping from her voice.
"I bet it feels better than it looks," Douche #2 chimed in, grinning.
Bo giggled, swatting her hand at the two as if the idea of her butt being that great was preposterous.
The blonde nearly launched the dumbbell across the room, but as calmly as she could, she finished her set. That's it, Tamsin thought, I'm gonna make those guys doubt their own existence. Bo's butt is mine.
Tamsin put the dumbbell back in its proper place, and as she was about to march over to the gaggle of men ogling her succubus, thin fingers caught her wrist. She turned around, confused when her eyes met golden ones.
"Hey," the girl smiled easily at Tamsin.
"Hey?" Tamsin looked the girl up and down, taking in her slight but toned frame. The girl clearly worked to keep fat off her body and was in the sun long enough to achieve tan lines. Her eyes were a rich, golden color, complimenting her dark blonde hair.
The girl's smile seemed to widen. "I'm Ashley."
"T—" Tamsin paused. I can't very well tell her my name is Tamsin. "Thomas," she made up, smiling in return.
Ashley released her wrist. She looked over Tamsin's shoulder, glancing at Bo as if she was worried. "Now, I couldn't help but notice the waves of anger rolling off of your b—" The girl paused, distracted by Tamsin drawing up her shirt to wipe at the sweat on her forehead. "—lovely body, Thomas," she finished, amending her original statement.
Tamsin sighed, "It's her way of teasing me. She knows I get jealous easily, but it takes a lot for me to act on it."
"Well, I've been giving her looks that say I-know-you're-this-guy's-girlfriend-but-I-am-still-gonna-eye-fuck-him-and-ask-him-out looks. She's slowly getting distracted from pretend-flirting with those boys."
Tamsin raised a perfectly-shaped brow.
"Don't you feel like winning her little game for once?" Ashley questioned, slowly trailing a hand down Tamsin's arm as she shot another look towards Bo. "I can pretend to be interested in you, and I'm sure she'll get her cute panties in a twist."
"Hmm, she'd hate that. Let's do it," Tamsin agreed quickly.
"Don't you want to buy me a drink first?" The golden-eyed girl winked before sitting down on the bench and patting the open space next to her.
Tamsin sat down. "I thought you were pretending?"
Ashley shrugged. "It's like half-pretending now that I've heard you speak." She glanced over her shoulder at Bo again before scooting closer to Tamsin. "We can talk about anything, but as long as it looks like I want to bang you until the sun comes up, she'll get jealous."
It's good this girl's actually interested in my body because Bo could easily see through her aura. "So why did you decide to help me out?"
"Welll..." Ashley trailed off, reached her hand back to idly rub at one of Tamin's shoulders. If she felt Tamsin stiffen slightly at having her wing scars touched, she ignored it. "I was hoping you weren't dating that completely gorgeous woman and that maybe I had a chance. Clearly, I don't."
Tamsin grinned. "It's no offense to you. She's just... To put it in cheesy terms, my forever girl. I know I won't ever love someone the way I love her."
"Such a shame. A beautiful, romantic shame. But a shame nonetheless." Ashley trailed her hand lower, edging it towards the valkyrie's butt. "Maybe in another life."
"Maybe," Tamsin replied noncommittally. She knew that in any life, universe, or timeline, she'd always find her way to Bo. Always. There was no doubt about it.
Ashley glanced over her shoulder once more. "Oh, here she comes," she whispered. "As much as it pains me to say, good luck with your relationship. And if you work out here often, we can totally spot each other if you want."
"That'd be cool."
Before she could say any more, Tamsin was promptly straddled and pulled into a searing hot kiss that made her weak in the knees. When Bo finished claiming her valkyrie, she looked around for the awful woman who tried to make a move on her. She found no one. Quickly, she reverted her gaze back to Tamsin. "Home. Now."
With a smirk, Tamsin disentangled herself from Bo. "Nope, I have to shower first."
Bo nearly pouted. "Shower at home."
"You can wait a bit... Given you tried to make me jealous." She pecked the succubus on the lips before heading towards the showers. Her eyes sought out Ashley, and she gave the other woman a triumphant grin. The other woman gave a double thumbs-up and an enthusiastic grin in return.
30 minutes later.
Tamsin slammed through the door of the clubhouse, all while having Bo wrapped around her front, pressing hungry kisses to her lips. She pressed the succubus up against the wall, grinding her hips up into Bo's. Bo moaned, swirling her hips back into Tamsin's.
"Gods, please, fuck me, Tamsin," Bo pleaded, the smothering heat between her legs reaching an unbearable level. She kissed and nipped at the valkyrie's neck.
Tamsin grinned, dizzy from Bo's kisses and how much control she had over the situation. Suddenly gaining an idea, she forced Bo to her knees. She gripped Bo's hair at the roots and rubbed her still-clothed, throbbing erection against Bo's face. "Earn it," she husked, pupils blown.
Bo looked up at her with eager, electric blue eyes before hastily going to work and pulling down Tamsin's pants.
A/N: This took a much more dirtier turn than I had originally planned.
Anyways, hope you all enjoyed.