A/N: Sorry this took longer to finish than expected. Some parts were hard to write and I kept revising over and over again. Anyway…

I am a total sucker for emotional, smutty "first time" stories. So here is yet another Vexed love scene, however I didn't want to write this one with the "morning-after spybang disaster" looming overhead. So this story could possibly be an angsty hurt/comfort follow up to Taking the Spy out of the Bang, or any other AU you want to imagine in which the morning after their first time doesn't go horribly wrong.

Arguably, this story could have it's own thread instead of being in this collection. This is less of a "scene hack" and more of a "burn it down, salt the earth, start over from scratch and completely ignore the context of the rest of the episode" sort of story. Let's just chalk it up to my muse being hormonal.

The premise here is that Bo's ten year murder spree has damaged her much more than she lets on. (The show explored this theme later in S2 Raging Fae, where Bo falls apart in a fit of self-hatred after that boxing match.) Poor Bo is in dire need of some healing – the kind that only Dr. Lewis can provide. :-)

A word of caution: Bo goes to a very dark emotional place in this story. (I'm such a sap I actually cried a few times while I was writing it. :-P)

Reader's reviews feed my muse! :-D

Rated M for mature sexual content. Read at your own risk.

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Safe With Me

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"Oh sweetie, you're shaking." Lauren leaned back from their embrace so she could look into Bo's frightened blue eyes. She tenderly caressed Bo's cheek and whispered softly, "Just take some deep breaths. You're going to be fine."

It had taken nearly thirty minutes of gentle coaxing, but Bo and Lauren had finally ended up next to Bo's bed, struggling to remove their clothes while trying to keep Bo's anxiety in check. They had managed to get their top layers off, but Bo had hesitated removing her bra; eternally patient, Lauren had simply taken Bo in her arms and held her, hoping to reassure her soon-to-be lover that there was no rush.

"I don't think I can do this, Lauren. It feels so…wrong." Bo's throat constricted painfully, and she clamped her eyes shut. "I'm wrong. Please Lauren, this is a mistake!"

As Lauren tightened her hold, she felt Bo's breathing speed up and grow shallower. "Bo, is that you talking, or your fear?"

"Is there a difference?" Bo choked out.

Lauren stroked Bo's hair soothingly and spoke softly into her ear. "Shhhhh. Try and concentrate on your breathing." Bo took several deep breaths in through her nose and out her mouth until she was interrupted when Lauren gave her a slow, lingering kiss, just allowing their lips to caress each other. "Now, let the succubus fall away for a minute. No succubus, no hunger, nothing bad in the past, nothing scary in the future, just right now, in this moment." Lauren rubbed all over Bo's back as she paused to give Bo time to clear her mind. "Now what does Bo want? Do you want to be with me? I would never push you to do something you don't want, but please, listen to yourself, not your fear."

"I…" Bo couldn't finish her sentence and just helplessly buried her face in Lauren's shoulder.

"It's ok, you can tell me. I'll understand, I promise."

"I…yes Lauren, I do, I do want to be with you, but…"

"But?"

"But my body won't let me!" Bo felt her eyes start to sting as she fought to keep her composure, which only caused her to tense up and start shaking again.

"Bo, sweetie…you're not giving yourself enough credit." Lauren gently cradled Bo's face in her hands as she tried to get Bo to look at her. "You've come a long way and you have the extra help from the injections. If you can't trust yourself, then trust me. I know you can do it and I promise I won't let anything bad happen."

Bo couldn't bear to meet Lauren's gentle gaze. She closed her eyes again and clenched her jaw, trying to hold back the panic. "You, you don't understand – it's so much more than just that!"

"Then talk to me Bo. Help me understand."

Bo started shaking her head, slowly at first, then speeding up as she came closer to hyperventilating. "I can't. No. I can't talk about this." She finally pushed away so she could gather her clothes. "God, I'm so sorry Lauren…I, I need to get out of here." She bent down to grab her shirt, holding it up to her chest as she stumbled around the bed and toward the door, looking for her pants and boots.

"No, please Bo! Don't run away from me." Lauren quickly followed after her and gently embraced Bo from behind and pressed her cheek to the back of Bo's shoulder. "Let me help you. Please, just let me in, Bo. You don't have to be alone with what's tormenting you."

Bo could only manage a hoarse whisper. "Please! It, it's too much! I…oh, god…" Bo clutched desperately at the shirt she held in front her as her face grew hot and a few errant tears spilled from her eyes, which had shifted back to their original brown. She couldn't remember ever feeling this naked.

"Shhh…shhh…I got you, you're ok." As Lauren peppered gentle kisses on the back of Bo's neck and shoulders, she felt Bo convulse gently as she stifled her sobs. "Everything's ok, I'm right here."

Bo gasped a few times, finally swallowing down the huge lump in her throat so she could attempt to speak.

"Lauren," she strangled out, "even if I manage not to hurt you…I, I just can't bear to…"

"You can't bear to what, sweetie? Please, it's ok to tell me. Whatever is tearing you up inside, you need to let it out."

"I just can't defile you like that!" Bo broke away from Lauren's embrace and whirled around to face her, then just as quickly started backing away, still holding her shirt up to her chest, like a shield. "Just the thought of it is giving me a panic attack!" She croaked out, her eyes wild with the surprise of her own outburst. Before Lauren could react, Bo found herself frozen in place right next to the doorjamb, backed up against one of the few places in the room with a sturdy piece of wall.

Lauren was completely floored by Bo's choice of words. "Defile me?" She reined in her shock so as not to spook Bo; Lauren never could have imagined that this powerful, passionate woman could seem so frail – yet her vulnerability just made Lauren adore her even more. She took another step toward Bo and smiled warmly. "I'm not some virginal princess hidden away in a white tower, Bo. How could you possibly defile me? Why would you say such a thing?" She noticed that Bo almost seemed to wince when she stepped closer. Watching Bo cower like a cornered animal made her heart ache, but she kept her distance for the moment.

"For, for ten years… TEN YEARS, Lauren! …I never had sex for any reason other than to kill people." Before Lauren could interrupt by automatically jumping to her defense, Bo raised her palm up, silently pleading with Lauren to hold back while she tried to get this out.

"My…my body betrayed me in the most disgusting way imaginable." Bo stared blankly into space as a familiar dead chill settled into her chest. "No matter how much revulsion I felt in my heart, I-I still got…aroused from draining the life out of someone."

Lauren watched as Bo's jaw muscles tightened and her vacant eyes filled with unshed tears. Lauren's breath hitched when she realized that Bo's eyes were in fact seeing something – it just wasn't something in the here and now.

"And when they would start to struggle…and panic," Her voice continued to tremble, rising in pitch, as it lowered in volume. "I would just hold them down harder and use my thrall to…to slip them a succubus roofie so they couldn't fight back." The tears finally started leaking from her eyes and Bo slowly slid down the wall into a pitiful heap on the floor, as she continued to relive the hellish vision in her mind's eye.

Bo propped her elbows on her knees and covered her head in shame. "Dear god, Lauren, I'm a rapist and murderer and…and for ten straight years, I got off on it!" She spat out bitterly between sobs. "For the first four years or so, after every single feed I would spend an hour or more just vomiting and retching until I collapsed."

Bo stared helplessly up at the ceiling, as the tears streamed down her cheeks. "And their faces…god, the faces of all my victims would never stop chasing me, no matter how far I ran or how much I drank." She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes and nose on the shirt she was still holding. "You know, at one of my lowest points I consumed nothing but vodka, tequila, and chi for four months straight." She chuckled darkly. "But such is the curse of a feeding succubus – the chi wouldn't let me drink myself to death, no matter how hard I tried."

Lauren shuddered with emotion as the tears that had been gathering in her eyes finally spilled out. Of course, Lauren was well aware that Bo never learned how to control her feeding before she encountered the Fae, but she was ashamed to realize that she hadn't given much thought to the degree of emotional damage Bo had suffered from years of killing against her will. The palpable waves of self-loathing radiating from Bo were utterly heartbreaking. "Oh, Bo… I had no idea."

Despite her instincts to the contrary, up until now Lauren had kept her distance to allow Bo to have as much literal and figurative breathing room as possible. But it didn't feel right to remain standing and continue to tower over her. Lauren slowly approached and sat down on the floor in front of Bo and then leaned in gently to hold Bo's hands. "Thank you so much, Bo."

Bo looked up in confusion. "Why are you thanking me?"

"Because I know this is the first time you've ever spoken your truth out loud. And it's a privilege that you shared it with me." Bo simply looked down at her lap and barely nodded her head in acknowledgment. "Did it ever get any easier, after those first four years?"

"I finally got desensitized enough to preserve a minimal amount of my sanity… but that living nightmare never completely goes away, Lauren. Sex equals feeding and feeding equals death and depravity. That's all I've ever known."

"But does it still feel like that now, even though you were able to stop killing a couple months ago?"

"No, it's actually gotten a lot easier to live with. Being able to feed safely from Fae has made a huge difference, and I don't just mean the lack of a body count. It's helped me to keep the…atrocities of my past compartmentalized, away from the basic necessity of feeding. I…I really thought I had a chance of finally moving past it, you know? And then tonight… was a huge mistake. I was such a fool, Lauren. I'm so, so sorry! For just a moment, I let myself forget what I am. I let myself pretend that I was capable of having a normal sexual relationship. And the price for that hubris was a…a visceral reminder that I will always be nothing more than an abomination on a leash. We didn't do anything wrong, Lauren, yet the instant my eyes turned blue, I felt more monstrous than I've had in years."

"Bo, honey, so what really happened tonight? You said it was visceral? Did you have some kind of flashback?"

"Honestly, I don't know what it was, but it made my skin crawl." Bo bowed her head and fidgeted for a moment before looking back up at Lauren with concern in her eyes. "Sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound like…I mean it wasn't about you! God, Lauren, you're gorgeous!"

Lauren smiled reassuringly and squeezed Bo's hand. "Actually, I think it was exactly about me, but I'm not insulted. You've been successfully having sex without killing for a while now, and you haven't felt like this. So what was different tonight? Is it just your concern about me being human, or is there something else to it?"

Bo held Lauren's gaze for a long, awkward pause. With a pang of guilt, Lauren watched as Bo swallowed audibly and her eyes filled with fresh tears.

"I, I guess I just don't have a compartment that you fit in, Lauren." Bo admitted, utterly defeated. "You …not only are you not Fae, but you're someone I want to be with, even though you will never be a meal to me… you're someone I care about, you're not a random feed, or a random fuck, or a bodily function of any kind. But when I tried to add you to the mix…I guess the whole compartment system just fell apart." Bo buried her face in the rumpled shirt she had been clutching the whole time. She took several deep breaths while her face was covered, trying to prevent her shallow breathing from escalating.

"When I brought you up here…when you started to make me excited…I, I don't know how to explain it, but… it's like…I mean yeah, I'm worried if I have enough control over my hunger, but something else deep inside just snapped. My neat mental compartments of horror just blew wide open and…" She dropped her head again, trying in vain to keep the gentle sobs out of her voice. "…and then I had nowhere left to hide! I don't know how to separate myself from the monster I used to be. Lauren, I don't even know what it feels like to be turned on without it being polluted by the urge to feed, or the sickening memories that go with it. Even if I don't act on it, it doesn't change the fact that my libido is based on murder and perversity. How can I possibly allow myself to bring such filthy baggage into bed with you? I may not kill anymore Lauren, but the damage is done. My…my sexuality…is broken." Bo tipped her head back against the wall, facing up to the ceiling as she closed her eyes, pressing out a new wave of tears. "Contaminated." She swallowed hard to contain a sob. "And it always will be."

Lauren just couldn't hold back any longer, she needed to have this extraordinary yet wounded woman in her arms. Bo watched curiously as Lauren scooted around so she was sitting directly beside Bo. Not sure whether Bo would be frightened of her touch or not, Lauren slowly took Bo's hand and brought it to her lips. Lauren's eyes were watery and rimmed in red, but they shined with sincere affection. She deliberately maintained eye contact while she kissed Bo's knuckles. Tears silently slid down Bo's face as she looked at Lauren in complete wonder, honestly confused as to why this sweet woman was showing her such tenderness after hearing her macabre confession.

When Bo didn't flinch away, Lauren reached to caress her tear-stained cheek and stroke her hair. "Bo, may I hold you?"

"Why?"

Lauren's heart ached as she saw how Bo truly couldn't comprehend why Lauren would want to touch her at all. "Because I want to, Bo. Here, come sit in my lap." She held her arms out in invitation; Bo was hesitant for a moment, then ever so slowly she maneuvered herself onto Lauren's lap, where strong but gentle arms embraced her.

Lauren pressed a sweet kiss into silky raven locks then guided Bo's head to rest on her shoulder. As she gently rocked back and forth, Lauren breathed a small sigh of relief when she finally felt Bo's body let go of some of its tension, although she could still feel Bo's warm tears as they continued to leak onto her shoulder.

"Bo, you said that when you were suddenly overcome by the memories and feelings of your past, that you panicked because you had nowhere to hide – did you mean it like, you felt too exposed because you couldn't hide the scary parts of yourself?" Bo sniffled a couple of times, then Lauren felt her nod her head.

Lauren gently stroked Bo's hair. "I just want you to know, that no matter how bad it gets, you don't ever have to hide from me, ok? I can see all of you, Bo, even the parts that you hate right now – and I still think you're amazing." Lauren felt Bo tighten her hold in response, convulsing gently from silent sobs.

For several long minutes, Lauren quietly continued to hold Bo, rocking gently and stroking her hair. When she noticed that Bo's breathing had finally evened out to a relaxed pace, Lauren kissed Bo's forehead to get her attention. "Bo, sweetheart, look at me." Bo timidly lifted her head up to look at Lauren, who smiled fondly when she saw Bo's adorably splotchy face.

"Bo, by a cruel twist of fate, you didn't grow up with Fae relatives and mentors who could give you the guidance and skills you needed to thrive. And as a result you've spent years being repeatedly subjected to unimaginable emotional trauma. But you must understand one fundamental truth before you can heal. The trauma is not who you are – it was something that was inflicted upon you by circumstance. The real problem is that the trauma has been lying to you, Bo. Do you hear me? All those horrible things you think about yourself and your true nature…it's all a damn LIE. You are no more a murdering rapist than Lou Ann is a child killer. Both of you had the power of your own free will tragically taken from you in one way or another. But it has nothing whatsoever to do with the content of your character or your intrinsic value as a person."

Lauren gently stroked the side of Bo's face, using her thumb to wipe away the fresh tears that began flowing down her cheeks. "And I'm not going to rest until you stop believing the lie." Lauren took a chance and leaned in to give Bo a gentle kiss, and her heart fluttered with relief and excitement when, after a moment's hesitation, Bo willingly accepted it.

"Bo?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you come and lie down with me on the bed? I still want to hold you, but the floor is uh, making my ass numb."

Bo smiled sheepishly, partially stifling a giggle. "Ok."

They awkwardly untangled themselves and helped each other to stand up. Lauren gave Bo a sensual but chaste kiss, then led her by the hand over to the bed. Before lying down, Lauren embraced Bo again, rubbing soothing circles over her back. She pulled back just enough to look into Bo's eyes, while slowly unhooking her bra. Bo's breath hitched and Lauren felt her tense up.

"It's ok, Bo. No expectations or pressure. I just want us to enjoy the closeness." Bo inhaled deeply, then nodded, giving Lauren permission to pull the bra from her shoulders. Lauren's first instinct was to blurt out how breathtakingly beautiful Bo is, but she tried to avoid over-sexualizing the situation too quickly. Lauren swiftly dispatched her own bra and panties, then knelt down to slide Bo's panties down her legs so she could step out of them. Lauren placed a tender kiss on Bo's hip before she stood up and climbed into bed. "Come lie next to me baby," she said, patting the mattress, "you can be the little spoon."

Bo smiled demurely and she felt her heart flutter when Lauren called her baby. She had used other pet names tonight, but 'baby' felt more…intimate. Bo cautiously climbed into bed and then turned on her side facing away from Lauren, who embraced her from behind and snuggled tightly to her body. Bo's breath hitched when she felt Lauren's warm body protectively envelop her; Bo's stomach was full of nervous butterflies, but it wasn't the same kind of blind terror she had felt earlier.

"Is this ok? Just let me know if you start to feel uncomfortable or smothered. I'll understand, I promise."

"I'm still nervous, but this also feels really nice, I think I'm ok for now."

"Good. I want you to keep telling me how you feel. And it's ok if scary feelings come up, you don't have to hide from them, or push them away. You're strong enough to face them because you're in a safe place right now, so they can't hurt you." Lauren gave Bo a reassuring squeeze and whispered in her ear, "You're safe with me."

Bo was unprepared for how emotionally overwhelmed she was by Lauren's reassuring words. More tears silently dripped from her eyes as she grasped Lauren's hand that was around her waist and brought it to her lips, showering it with gentle kisses and nuzzled it with her cheek. One of Bo's biggest fears had been that she wasn't strong enough to protect Lauren from herself. But she never could have imagined that it would actually be Lauren who would protect her, and it produced a warm, sweet ache in Bo's fragile heart.

As Bo continued to nuzzle and kiss her hand, Lauren placed small, open mouthed kisses from beneath Bo's ear down to her neck, and onto her shoulder, smiling into a kiss whenever she heard Bo murmur and sigh. Lauren used her foot to caress up and down Bo's smooth lower legs. Each woman unconsciously adjusted to press more firmly into the other, and everywhere that warm flesh met warm flesh radiated gentle waves of sensuous pleasure that both soothed and excited their bodies.

"I've dreamed of holding you like this, Bo. You feel wonderful." Lauren sighed.

"Really?"

"Oh don't act surprised Bo," Lauren said as she rolled her eyes, "even without your succubus sight, I'm sure it was obvious to you from the moment I saw you that you took my breath away, despite my futile efforts to act professional."

Bo giggled from the memory. "And you are absolutely adorable when you're flustered."

Lauren chuckled playfully. "I'm glad one of us was having fun – I was absolutely mortified!"

"You might've been mortified, but from the looks of your sexual aura, other parts of your body were definitely having fun!" Bo let go of Lauren's hand so she could reach behind her and run her hand slowly back and forth over Lauren's hip. "And you feel wonderful too. I haven't had a lot of experience with just…holding, you know?"

"Is that so? Too vanilla for you?" Lauren teased.

"No that's not it!" Bo's giggles were infectious. "It's just…my sexual encounters tend to be rather…goal-oriented. Most of the time it's just, 'wham, bam, thanks for the chi.' And before I found the Fae, there was definitely no post-coital snuggling. I might be a sex demon but I draw the line at necrophilia." Lauren winced at the terrible joke and only half-stifled a snort. "God, I'm sorry, Lauren. That was terrible! Talk about a mood killer." Bo giggled, despite her embarrassment.

"Well at least you can joke about it." Lauren chuckled good-naturedly. "But…it does remind me about something you said earlier that I wanted to talk to you about. It was one of those big fat lies – about the source of your sexuality?"

"Hm?"

"Listen carefully, my dear succubus." Lauren repeatedly stroked her fingers down Bo's arm and over her hip and then back up again. "Murder and perversity are not andnever have been the source of your sexuality – that ugliness was unfairly dumped on you and it has nothing to do with the reality of who you are. I'm serious, Bo. The true source of your sexuality, your power, is passion – a pure and powerful lust for life, vitality, and renewal. Your libido has nothing to do with death. Sex is warmth, energy, blood pumping, body throbbing, it is a state when the body is most intensely alive – why do you think it's called being 'turned on?' Whether it's for pleasure or procreation or both, sexual power is about life and living. There is absolutely nothing perverse or dirty about you."

Bo was moved to tears – again – by Lauren's passionate assertions about her true nature. Bo didn't dare try to speak, but instead simply grabbed Lauren's hand and squeezed hard. It was still so difficult for Bo to comprehend how Lauren could see such beauty where Bo only saw repulsiveness. Even though Bo chastised herself for even daring to consider it, she couldn't stop herself from wondering, Is this what it feels like to be loved?

"Bo… if only you could see what I see in you." Lauren sighed. "The only thing more amazing than the passion that infuses your body is the passion that fills your heart. I felt it from the first moment I met you Bo, and more and more every day since then."

At first Lauren worried that her over-the-top poetic declarations would be too overwhelming for Bo. She had never directly said she loved Bo; it wasn't really in a succubus' nature to reciprocate those kinds of feelings, and she didn't want Bo to feel awkward or pressured. But even without saying the L word, she realized she was unable to censor the intense feelings that were bubbling up from her heart. Lauren finally snapped back to reality when she felt Bo trembling in her arms and realized she had provoked a new torrent of tears. "Are you ok, babe?"

Bo unexpectedly started to giggle and sniffle through her tears. "God Lauren, you're making me cry and horny at the same time!"

"Oh is that so?" Lauren asked mischievously.

"Well yeah, with all that talk about pumping and throbbing!"

Lauren boldly moved her top leg and draped it over Bo's, deliciously rubbing her entire leg up and down. At the same time she stroked lazy circles over Bo's tummy. "Nothing wrong with being horny, Bo." Lauren whispered into her ear. She barely grazed the undersides of Bo's breasts with her fingertips. "In fact I actively encourage it."

Bo sharply inhaled and breathed out a gentle moan. "Oh, oh god…"

"You just let me know if it gets to be too much and I'll stop, ok? No expectations." Lauren felt Bo's body quiver as she trailed a finger down the side of Bo's neck, over her collarbone, then down the side of her breast.

"Oh, okay…" Bo rasped breathily.

Lauren reached down and gently cupped one of Bo's breasts while she pressed her pelvis more firmly into Bo's ass. Bo responded with several gasps in rapid succession, each growing more wheezy and high pitched. Bo's eyes suddenly shifted to glowing blue, setting off her inner alarm bells as she came closer to panic.

"Lauren! Oh god…" She expelled a low moan laced with fear. "I don't… Lauren I'm scared!"

"Your eyes just turned blue didn't they, baby?"

"Yeah." Bo squeaked out between pants. "I, I'm afraid I might…"

"I'll stop if you really want me to, Bo, but I promise you're safe. We both are. It's ok to be turned on. It's even ok if you feel the hunger. It's a natural part of you. You can let me know if it gets to be too much, but just try to push your tolerance a little bit. As long as it doesn't get too intense, just let it wash over you and concentrate on my touch, ok?"

"Oh, okaaay…ohh…no…no…"

"Are you feeling hungry, Bo?"

"Yeah…I don't know if… it's just…not right!"

"It's ok if you're hungry, Bo. There's nothing wrong or bad, it's perfectly normal, perfectly natural, but it doesn't control you." Lauren massaged Bo's breasts with a firmer touch and kissed her neck slowly as Bo groaned. "You feel so good, Bo. Does it feel good to you?"

"Uuuh-huhhh….ohhhh yeah, it's good, it's good."

"Just see what it's like to feel the hunger but not act on it. Just settle in to it, Bo, breathe. There's nothing wrong with the way your body feels, you're perfect just the way you are." Lauren moved her hand away from Bo's breast and trailed her fingertips down toned abs, around a curvaceous hip, and over a firm, smooth ass. Lauren alternated between stroking with her fingers and massaging with her whole hand, causing Bo to gasp loudly and rock her hips harder.

"You're doing great Bo, and my god you are sexy as hell!" Both women giggled through their heavy breathing. "You don't have to be afraid of yourself, baby. You can't hurt me from this position, and you're not taking anything from me that I'm not giving freely. Just stay relaxed, breathe deep, and focus on what feels good."

"Uh-huuuuh…I, I'm trying…"

Lauren took Bo's earlobe in her mouth then moved her hand back up to Bo's breasts and took turns rolling both stiff nipples between her fingers. Bo gasped and her hips jerked involuntarily. Lauren savored the growing warm ache between her own thighs as she felt Bo's nipples grow harder and harder. Lauren took Bo's arm and guided her to stretch it out above her head. Lauren stroked her fingers along the full length of the underside of Bo's arm then continued down the side of her torso. Lauren's light touch on her heated skin gave Bo exquisite shivers, causing her to pant faster and faster. Lauren propped herself up on one arm so she could kiss down the same path that her fingers had taken; Bo cried out in pleasure as Lauren's lips and tongue caressed down her arm, then briefly paused long enough for Lauren to scoot down so she could continue kissing and licking down the side of Bo's ribs and finally to her hip, which rocked back and forth as Bo's pelvis undulated, helplessly seeking more friction.

Bo erupted in a strangled moan as Lauren's hand swept over her ass cheeks and stroked down the backs of her thighs. "Feeling good, Bo?"

"Uuuuhhhnn…yesssssss!" Bo hissed as Lauren's fingers trailed up the back of her right thigh. She slipped her hand between Bo's knees and gently pulled up her right leg, encouraging her to bend her knee.

"Here sweetie, bend your knee and put your foot flat on the bed." She guided Bo's leg into place so that her thighs were held open for easier access. Lauren stroked up and down both of Bo's inner thighs, which she happily discovered were slick with arousal.

"Oh god!" Bo clamped her eyes shut hard and her face contorted into an ecstatic grimace as the throbbing in her clit intensified with Lauren's teasing touch. She started rocking her hips faster and then explosively exhaled a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

Lauren stretched out again, reclining on her side, firmly pressing against Bo's inflamed body. She kissed Bo's neck and shoulder wetly then reached over Bo to take turns palming her breasts and tugging her nipples. Bo was crying out a high pitched moan with every heavy exhalation as Lauren stroked down her quivering abs, her hand finally coming to rest, gently cupping Bo's overheated flesh at the juncture of her thighs.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

Lauren teasingly stroked her fingers through Bo's moist, wiry hair as Bo whimpered from the building tension in her clit. "Bo, you are absolutely breathtaking!" Lauren moved her hand around to stroke over Bo's ass one more time, then continued downward until she slipped her hand between Bo's thighs from behind and slid her fingers back and forth through warm slippery lips.

"Oh shit! Oh, god…ohhh..AAH!."

Lauren coated her fingers in Bo's slick arousal, smearing it liberally over her clit and labia as Bo whimpered and gasped. "Oh baby, you feel so good on my fingers!" She slid her thumb deep into her lover's core while her fingers rubbed firm, wet circles around Bo's clit.

"UUUGHNNNN…Gaaaah! Oh, mmmmm – fuck!"

Lauren moved her hand back and forth in small thrusts, barely aware that her own hips had started to rock insistently.

"Ple…please, h…ha…harder!"

"Of course, babe. Whatever you need." Lauren put more force behind her thrusts, grinning in delight as Bo's groaning grew louder and more incoherent.

As Lauren pushed her lover closer to her peak with every stroke, something else was starting to build deep inside Bo. At first she couldn't distinguish it from the storm of firing nerve endings that were whipping her into a euphoric frenzy. But something dark was rising, churning, and bubbling up from the depths. With her brow deeply furrowed and her mouth frozen open in a silent scream of unbearable pleasure, tears of devastating sorrow began flowing freely from her clamped-shut eyes. A Maelstrom of anger, fear, grief, and loathing were threatening to rip her apart from the inside; yet in the midst of such excruciating darkness, she felt her heart swelling, filling up with something warm and healing.

Lauren redoubled her efforts to maintain a firm rhythm to her thrusts and fluttered her fingertips as fast as she could. She was absolutely entranced by the divine vision of Bo's flushed body racing toward climax. Lauren gently kissed Bo's shoulder and softly spoke from her heart.

"My god Bo, you are such a miraculous creation of nature – so very beautiful, inside and out."

Bo suddenly found her voice again as a loud, rapturous cry filled the room while her legs shook convulsively. Lights flashed behind her leaking eyelids and she felt herself hover, timelessly suspended in ecstasy, before violently shattering into a million ravaged pieces.

Lauren felt and heard the sobbing as soon as the last remnant of tension left Bo's body. Bo had turned her face into the pillow to muffle her cries, but her body made no attempt to hold back. "Come here, baby..." Bo didn't need much coaxing; she quickly turned over and pulled Lauren into a desperate embrace as huge sobs racked her body. Lauren's eyes watered as Bo wept into her shoulder. Lauren stroked Bo's sweaty hair and pressed kisses into her temple; she was more than happy to hold Bo for as long as she needed.

Lauren rolled onto her back, pulling Bo on top of her. Lauren embraced her tightly while rubbing her back and stroking her hair. "Thank you, Bo." She cooed. "Thank you for trusting me. You're going to be just fine, I promise. You are just amazing, baby."

Bo felt herself melt into the comfort of Lauren's skin as she continued to weep and tremble atop her lover. After nearly twenty minutes of clinging to Lauren like a life preserver, her gasping receded and Bo's emotional agony seemed to calm to a dull ache. She felt more raw and vulnerable than she ever had in her life, but as long as she stayed in Lauren's arms, she wasn't afraid.

"Thank you, Lauren." Bo choked out between sniffles. "For keeping me safe." Bo nuzzled back into Lauren's shoulder, caressing and nipping the soft skin with her lips as she instinctively sought more comfort.

Lauren inhaled deeply and closed her eyes as she savored the sensual attention Bo was giving to her shoulder and neck. "It was my pleasure Bo, and my honor." She turned her head toward Bo and kissed her gently on the cheek. Bo lifted her face from Lauren's shoulder, every instinct telling her to kiss the doctor senseless. Lauren saw the indecision on Bo's face, from not being sure if it was safe to kiss Lauren on the mouth. Without a word, Lauren gave Bo a beaming, reassuring smile, then pulled her in for a soul-melting kiss.

A deep, guttural groan erupted from Bo's throat as she tasted Lauren's lips and tongue. Her pelvis involuntarily rocked into Lauren who moaned deeply in return. While Bo had been clinging to Lauren while she wept, Lauren's lush warm body felt comforting and safe, but with the first touch of their lips, Bo became highly aware that her pelvis, abs, and breasts were deliciously pressed into Lauren's, and the slightest movement ignited arousing sparks across their increasingly sensitive skin.

Without thinking, Bo's legs fell into place straddling one of Laurens legs, allowing her to press her own thigh firmly between Lauren's. As Bo rocked forward her thigh made contact with warm, wet, yielding flesh and Lauren gasped sharply from the intoxicating pressure. Lauren grabbed Bo's ass and pulled her in to encourage Bo to maintain a firm, steady rhythm.

Lauren slowly kissed up Bo's jaw and whispered in her ear, "That's so good, Bo. You're setting me on fire. I love the way you feel on me."

"Oh, god…" Bo kissed down Lauren's neck and across her throat, provoking a rapid series of light panting that was music to Bo's ears. As her hips once again pushed deeply into Lauren, Bo took possession of her mouth again, whimpering happily as she savored the sweetness of Lauren's lips and tongue.

Suddenly Lauren felt Bo tense up and roughly pulled her mouth away. Her eyes were shut tightly and she turned her face away, gasping loudly. Lauren easily recognized that Bo had come close to feeding so she quickly cupped Bo's cheek before she could freak out and bolt away.

"Look at me, Bo." Bo reluctantly looked back at Lauren as if she were a puppy about to be scolded. "Have I ever told you how beautiful your blue eyes are? Just spellbinding! And oh-so-sexy." She smiled flirtatiously. "Bo, sweetie. There's nothing wrong with the way your body feels. If you're feeling hungry, there's nothing to be ashamed of, just focus away from my mouth for a while. But don't worry, don't be scared, and –" she added mischievously, "don't stop. You're making me feel incredible!"

A relieved grin gradually spread across Bo's face, then she suddenly dove into Lauren's neck, earning Bo a grateful moan from her lover. She trailed languorous, wet kisses down over Lauren's collarbones, lazily zig-zagging back and forth before dipping into the valley between her breasts. Bo scooted downwards a few inches so she could kiss over the swells of Lauren's breasts. As she kissed, nipped and nuzzled one breast, she gently massaged the other with her hand.

As Bo made love to her breasts, Lauren expelled a low, drawn out moan and bucked her hips harder. The throbbing in Lauren's clit surged suddenly as Bo finally took a hard nipple in her mouth. Lauren gasped sharply and held Bo's head to breast. "Oh, god Bo! Uuuuhhn…a little harder. Use your teeth baby. Yesssss!"

Bo alternated breasts so they each got equal attention, driving Lauren's addictive moans and gasps higher and higher in pitch. Bo eventually released one of Lauren's nipples with a satisfying pop, and started to scoot down further to kiss across Lauren's ribs and stomach as she continued to stimulate her lover's breasts with her hands while they were still within reach.

"Lauren?"

"Yeah sweetie?" Lauren managed to gasp out.

"There's something I'd like to do, but um…promise not to laugh."

"Of course I won't. No need to be shy. You can do whatever you want, baby."

"Remember when I said that sex was very, uh, goal-oriented for me? As in, all about the chi?"

"Yeah…"

"Since feeding is a strictly mouth-to-mouth activity, I um…I've never actually…gone down on a woman before."

Lauren's eyebrows shot to her hairline and her head nearly exploded from the effort it took to hold in a fit of giggles. She swallowed hard, but she was unable to hold back the silly grin plastered across her face. "Ok, I'll be honest, I didn't see that coming. I guess it's easy to assume that a succubus is experienced with, uh everything. But, uh…if your experience is limited to feeding, I suppose it's not surprising."

"Exactly. And frankly, back when murder was inevitable, I tried to get it over with as fast as possible. And even when I'm with Fae…we can play longer and nobody dies, but it's still pretty focused on feeding. It just hasn't come up yet."

"Well, if it's not something you're used to, there's no pressure. Don't do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable."

"No, no, no! I want to! I really, really want to! And now I want to more than ever…with you. I just wanted to warn you that I might not be very good at it."

"Bo, you were born to be a goddess among lovers. I have every confidence that your instincts will more than compensate for lack of experience." She finally let her giggles escape. "And yay for me for being the first! Never imagined I would deflower a succubus!"

With a wicked smile, Bo crawled back up Lauren's body and boldly gave her a scorching kiss. Bo still felt the urge to feed, but she tried to focus more on Lauren's pleasurable moans, which kept her nicely satisfied for the moment. "Let's just keep the deflowering part our little secret. I have a reputation to uphold!"

"My lips are sealed!" Lauren giggled.

"Now let's not get too carried away, babe. Sealing those luscious lips closed will ruin half the fun." Bo slipped her tongue between Lauren's lips and moaned appreciatively; when she pulled away, Bo winked and licked her lips salaciously and returned to kissing down Lauren's chest.

Lauren started gasping and panting the instant Bo wrapped her lips around her nipple. Bo alternated between sucking and nibbling, sending an electrical current straight to Lauren's clit. She cried out as the jolt caused her hips to jerk forcefully and she felt a new wave of wetness spill from her throbbing pussy.

Lauren began to urgently grind into Bo's thigh, her body begging for more friction. "Please hurry Bo, I really need it now. Uhhhhhhnn…oh god, you're driving me crazy!"

Hearing Lauren beg instantly made Bo's arousal surge even higher, which she didn't think possible. As she felt a new wave of warm wetness smear over Lauren's thigh that she straddled, she groaned deeply as her inflamed pussy slid more easily back and forth.

"Ok babe…anything for you." Bo panted as she adjusted her legs and started to scoot down Lauren's body. The closer Bo came to her destination, the more intensely she smelled how much Lauren needed her. Bo took a few moments to simply bury her nose in the moist, coarse hairs on Lauren's mound and inhale deeply. Bo thought she could easily get drunk off the scent of her lover's arousal.

"Please…" Lauren begged in a strangled whisper as she spread her thighs wider.

Bo immediately snapped out of her reverie, and without hesitation, gently separated Lauren's lips with her thumbs, and dove in with gusto. With an urgent cry, Lauren bucked her hips as her body begged for firmer contact. Bo groaned deeply as she pressed her face into Lauren, causing her clit to twitch as Bo's vocalizations vibrated into her pussy.

"Oh god, Bo! Yes baby, that's it! Ohhhhh…"

Bo plunged her tongue in deep, scooping up Lauren's slick juices and continuing to slowly lick back and forth over the full length of Lauren's pussy. Bo blew puffs of her warm breath over Lauren's engorged flesh and then fluttered her tongue up and down each of her inner lips.

"Uhhhnn…gaah! Bo, that's so good baby…oh god…"

Bo took another deep plunge to gather up more of Lauren's liquid arousal. "Holy fuck, baby! You taste so good! Mmmmmmm…."

Lauren was no longer able to speak but she joyfully expressed her pleasure with strangled moans and squeaks. Her hips bucked uncontrollably and she buried her fingers in Bo's hair, holding her in place. By now, all of Bo's anxiety had just fallen away as she lost herself in the experience. Lauren's responsive body filled all of her senses and there wasn't room for anything else. When the urge to feed became stronger than ever, she just concentrated more on Lauren's pleasure, and she found that her hunger for chi could be channeled into her hunger for Lauren's body. She devoured her lover even more desperately, much to Lauren's enthusiastic delight.

After several minutes of merciless teasing, Bo finally took Lauren's clit in her mouth and sucked gently, eliciting a sharp, wheezy gasp from her inflamed lover. Bo gradually increased the suction, then released, then sucked again. She continued the rhythmic sucking, as the throbbing in her own pussy pounded harder with Lauren's every wail and moan. Once Bo was satisfied that Lauren's swollen clit had become hypersensitive from the sucking, she lazily drew circles around it with her tongue.

"Oh fuuuuuck! Uhhhhhhhhn!" Lauren tightened her grip on Bo's hair while helplessly bucking and grinding into Bo's face.

Without warning, Bo plunged a finger into Lauren and more firmly rolled her tongue over and around her clit. "AAHH! Oh god, that's it! That's it! Don't stop!"

Bo had no intention of stopping, as her elation began to rise right along with Lauren's. Instead she added another finger and increased the pace of her licking.

"Right there! Uhhn…gaaaah! Oh baby, I'm gonna come…gonna….Oh god, BOOOOOOO!" Lauren gripped Bo's hair painfully, but she just happily kept licking as she basked in the rush of Lauren's orgasm.

It was the first time that anyone had screamed Bo's name during orgasm; all her past partners always had their mouths forcefully occupied while she fed. It was also the first time she brought someone to climax without once using her thrall to force the outcome. And she was blown away by how much euphoric pleasure she experienced by focusing on Lauren's experience and completely ignoring her own needs. There had been many firsts tonight. Bo's eyes watered at the realization that since she had stopped killing, this was the first time that sex wasn't just physically satisfying – it was beautiful.

Bo crawled up to lay next to Lauren and gathered her into a tender embrace. Their cooling passions simmered as their lips and tongues met in a slow sensual kiss. "That was amazing, Bo. You felt like an expert to me. I knew you'd be a natural."

"I just couldn't get enough of you, Lauren. I'm afraid I'm addicted." Bo smirked playfully.

"Well lucky for you, there's an endless supply!" Lauren giggled and rolled on top of Bo and smothered her with needy kisses.

A few hours later, the spent lovers serenely drifted on the edge of slumber. As they lay contently entwined, the sheets and their bodies saturated with sweat and the sweet musk of sex, for the first time in her adult life, Bo Dennis felt clean.

FIN

A/N2: So...intense feels and sexiness or cheesy overwrought melodrama? I was going for the former, let me know if it worked.