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WARNING: G!P Bo, a little aggressiveness and smut. If you don't like, please don't read.
Lauren finishes the Mediterranean grilled lamb chop dish she has made for Bo, and starts getting the lunch table arranged. It's almost 2 pm in the afternoon, and the sun is shining beautifully. Her face lights up at the thought of Bo. The memory of their earlier activities run through her mind, making her body shiver. No one makes her scream, ache at the same time feel longed like Bo does to her. Sure they do it for Bo's feeding purposes, she clearly remembers the conversation regarding this matter the day before the wedding. She had agreed on that, and Bo acted like it was not an issue. So they started their physical relationship like that, totally awkward in the begining. But gradually, they got used to it, or rather got addicted to it. None of them would agree in this matter, though. Still, both of them could feel. Bo would come home saying she was hungry, and Lauren would nod. They would walk to each other awkwardly, and would start pecking on the lips nervously. One of them would initiate the kiss, and the next thing they knew was they were fucking right on that place, sometimes luckily reach the bed. After Bo's hunger was satiated, they would separate and go to opposite sides. Yet, unknown to Lauren's knowledge, Bo would steal glances on her, longing for more, and would wait impatiently when the next feeding session would come. They would fight, yell and scream at each other; Bo trying to control Lauren and Lauren not accepting of being controlled. Thus, like this way, they have reached their three months together.
But today. What earlier today has happened completely blew Lauren out of her mind. It was not any feeding session like always, Bo didn't feed from her. They actually have had a real sex, without any feeding thing. She is surprised that Bo has controlled her succubus and let her tiger take her soul. She hardly saw the tiger, very rarely like two times, and they had sex both the times, which proceeded by Bo returning to her succubus self and feeding from her. What she can't fanthom the fact of today's incidents has gotten her in deep thought. Yet, for some unknown reason, she's happy, thinking about her spouse, cooking the food which lead to argument and finally an earth shattering delicious sex with the arrogant bastard. Her arrogant bastard, she smiles. STOP BEING A FOOL, LEWIS. Her conscious self snaps at her, and she frowns at the thought. True, why is she thinking about that so much. They had sex only for the sake of an argument and out of their egoistic selves. There's nothing special in that. She has never liked Bo Dennis since the day she took her chocolate cake right infront of her and smeared red colour on her drawing, back at preschool. She never liked her when the brunette devil called her nerd in the cafeteria infront of a bunch of freshers back at Yale. Then why is she married to this asshole now? Moreover, why did she willingly change her mind on making those lamb grills? Her subconscious asks her. She shruggs offs the questions and tells herself that she's thanking Bo for those mind-blowing orgasms. And she did cook her veggies too, so it's not a big deal.
Her thoughts are interrupted when she sees Bo approaching the dining room barefoot, now dressed in her earlier jeans & t-shirt. She slumps on the seat and sits sprawling her legs, eyes shut and hands leaning on her forehead. She looks tired, and utterly delicious in tousled hair and relaxed form. Lauren smiles at the thought of why her spouse is tired. Since she's a Healer, she usually recovers quickly and gets her body filled in energy within an hour, though her neither regions are still sore. But her spouse seems really tired of not feeding, even after a sleep of long two hours.
"Lunch ?" The brunette speaks out, interrupting her thoughts, without moving. Bloody arrogant freak. Can't form a whole sentence.
"Ready. Just in two minutes, wait"
"Be quick, I'm famished"
"Oh. I see you have become pretty tired. Lost too much energy?" Lauren replies with a laugh, clearly directing the insult. Bo opens an eye and peeps through, observing Lauren's body moving and working, not aware of her watching. She can notice her wobbly legs while she walks.
"How are you, by the way? Not able to walk properly?" Lauren glares at her, flushing all red. The brunette gives a know-it smirk in return, as if she's proud. She just wants to punch and wipe that smug smile out. Unfortunately, that pervert is way too powerful for her. Poor Healer of her's, only capable in healing department.
"I'm very much fine, thank you."
"Oh? Is that why you walk like a puddle of flavoured jams?"
"Wha- you know what, I'm not in the mood to engage in any pointless quarrel." She huffs and busies herself, turning away from the brunette devil, who leads a victorious laugh. Childish brat.
Bo is about to return a good verbal slash, just then her phone rings. So she rather picks the phone and goes near the window.
"Dennis" Lauren hears her wife turning into all bossy demeanor, talking with an employee, giving her full concentration. She comes up with an idea. Why don't teach this asshole a lesson reminding of not to mess with the wrong woman?
"No, get it by tomorrow ... yeah 24x7, great ... but I want it by tomorrow ... I said, it's not it. So don't bicker further more and ..." She slowly and very quietly tip toes behind the brunette, and spills some dish washing gels on the floor. After she's done, she creeps to the counter again, pressing her mouth with her palm to controll her laughter. Poor Bo-Bo, all busy bossy-ing around. Doesn't even know what will happen within some minutes.
"Okay ... Hmm. Good day" Bo hangs up and puts the phone in her pocket. Just as she turns back and puts not even a step, her feet fall on the washing gel, and Lauren's plan comes out successfully. She slips miserably, her hands dash in the air, and with a loud thud, she lands on her ass, following to lie on the floor more miserably.
"Ooww! Fuck!"
Lauren witnesses everything and lets out a fit of loud giggles, holding her stomach. The brunette looked so pathetic landing on the floor, that it was almost a fair sight to Lauren's attitude. Bo sits up, and glares at the laughing blonde. Her hands goes to the behind, to rub her ass, just then she notices her fingers coated with gel. She pulls her hand near her nose to smell, and her eyes go wide. She knows where dish washing gel is placed, and who works there most of the time. She looks up at the blonde, who's still laughing.
Time to teach some more lesson to blondie.
Within a blink of an eye, she's near the blond, thanks to her wolf speed. She stands there, watching the blonde still giggling, unware of her presence. Her eyes catch the sight of a dish washing gels still laid on the counter. Yes, she's definitely right.
Lauren on the other hand, is still laughing, eyes closed. But she's not getting any response from the brunette, which is very unusual. She opens her eyes, and jumps as she notices who's standing near her, eyes going blue then to brown then to golden and again brown, looking down at her. She gulps, looking up at that towering form of her now very pissed spouse.
That was not a very good idea, Lewis.
"Enjoying too much, Mrs Dennis?" The husky voice threatening her sends unknown chills down her body. But she's not upto showing that she's any scared.
"So much for worth a sight", she manages to say, though her voice comes out almost inaudible.
"Forcing me to land on my ass, making it bruise badly, pissing me off. That's worth?"
"I'm not scared of you"
"Well, within a few minutes, you will" Bo gives her an evil smirk. Before she can move, she's grabbed by the waist and pushed on the counter. Within seconds, she's half lying, half standing on the counter top, her front completely pressed, a strong hand holding her hands in a vice grip behind her back and the other gently holding her head on the counter. Her throat goes dry, and she's huffing, looking sideways.
"Let me go ..." She speaks harshly with panting breaths.
"Not before giving you a dose your own medicine" The brunette chuckles huskily. Lauren gritts her teeth in frustration. Fucking controlling bastard!
Bo's enjoying the sight in front of her. She loves it when she gets to punish naughty people, especially a certain blonde with different medical degrees, not to mention very frustrating. Keeping a hand in a tight vice grip on the blonde's wrists, she then runs another under the dress the panting woman is wearing. She feels the blonde shiver a little when her long fingers make contact with her ass. Lifting the dress, she notices her wife is not wearing any panties, which makes her smile in delight.
"Look what we have here. Such a nice ass, full and tight and very shapely. For someone who's skinny, you've muscles at right places, Doctor", she murmurs, smirking. Lauren moans as she feels a hand palming one of her butt cheeks, grabing and pulling it. She's still half laying on the counter, huffing, and getting aroused at the same time. Bo then lowers herself on the blonde's back, her front pressed on her back. The blonde shudders and the hairs on her back rises when she feels erect nipples of those full breasts press on her back.
"And, I don't think it's fair that only I get a bum pain. So, I'm gonna punish you, spank your butt till it turns red", the brunette whispers in Lauren's ear, giving her a dosage of involuntery shivers. Her throat is totally dry now, she so desperately wants to speak out, though her vocal chords are only allowing some loud moans. Bo smirks, satisfied at Lauren's reaction. The blonde moans again when long fingers slide in her ass slit, gathering the wetness. To hell the ego, punishment is really delicious, Lauren thinks.
The brunette takes out her fingers, and is just about to spank, but her hands still as she hears heels clicking on the hallway floor. Both their eyes shoot open in horror.
"Shit!" Bo curses, and pulls down the hem of Lauren's dress with a swift tug. Lauren quickly gets up after getting freed from the brunette's clutches. Both start adjusting themselves, equally flushed. The blonde lets out a disappointing huff. Fuck. This is not what I've signed for.
Lauren notices that Bo has recovered and back to her controlled self, which is very very illegal, since she's not composed, yet.
The sound of the heels clicking on the floor becomes clearer, and Aife McCorrigan shows up inside the dining room, dressed elegantly as usual.
"Isabeau" She notices Bo first.
"Mother" Bo walks forward and gives her mother a hug, and gives a chaste kiss the cheeks. The older woman returns the kiss more cordially.
Lauren comes out of the counter shyly, cheeks all red. Aife sees her and gives a warm smile, approaching her. "Lauren dear, how have you been?"
"Uh, it's been good. Thank you, Aife" She returns the warm hug, smiling back.
"Mother, pardon me but what brings you here?", asks Bo, frowning. Clearly, she's not pleased, not even if it's her mother.
"Oh. I was passing by. But then I decided to pay a visit and inform you two about the Marquise ball next week. The Morrigan has invited both Light & Dark, and you two are invited" The older succubus replies excitingly. Take Aife for any ball, party or functions, she's all giddy and excited. Bo frowns again. And Lauren too wonders if they are invited, then why can't Evony come and give them the invitation personally? Why through Aife?
"But why did she send the invitations through you? Couldn't she afford to show up for a few minutes?" Bo lets out an irritation.
"She thinks that you'll decline the invitation, and as the mother, you'll listen to me."
"And what do you recomend?" Bo's not a fan of the Morrigan. Evony equals to trouble, that's a simple equation she knows.
"I don't know? You two decide" Aife replies with a shrug.
"I think it's better not to attend. Isn't it Lauren?", Bo asks turning to the blonde, with hopefull eyes. Lauren wants to say yes. But snaps out, she can't since the jerk was about to spank some serious shits on her ass.
"I think, we should attend. It'll be very productive to know the Dark", Lauren replies with a smirk. There. Take that in your pipe and smoke it, Dennis.
The brunette's lips press together in a thin line, and eyes immediately close. Her anger is boiling inside. But as long as Aife's here, the blonde's safe.
"Great! Lauren's right. It'll be productive. Besides, your father has also acknowledged about the idea. You both should go. Newly married couples should attend balls for building a good impression" Aife lights up, with a big smile. She into showing off her brilliant daughter-in-law to the whole Fae world.
Bo composes herself meanwhile, and turns to her mother with a smlie. "Sure, mother. I'll make sure we reach there in time"
Aife smiles back, and looks at her watch. "I should go now. I have some works to do after three hours"
She doesn't know what has possessed her, but she turns to the older succubus and speaks out with a smile," Um, Aife. Since we were about to have lunch, why don't you join us? I've cooked Bo's favourite grilled lamb" She immediately hears a sharp gasp from the brunette, but choses to ignore.
"Uh, I'm not sure. Lamb's one of my favourite, though. But Isabeau might have some issues? Further, I don't want to disturb you two anymore", Aife asks nervously, looking at her daughter. Bo loves her mother to death, but clearly that's not what she's pleased right at the moment. But she composes herself.
"Mother, you know you don't need to say that. As much as this house is ours, it's yours too"
"Thank you!" The older succubus claps her hand in happiness and walks inside the dining room. "Come kids! Let's taste the good Doctor's magical dish"
Bo's eyes follow her mothers retreating form. She then comes near the nervous blonde, who's flushed whether in fear or embarassment, she's not sure of. She leans down, nearing her mouth in the blonde's ear to whisper.
"I don't know whether to worship at your feet or spank the living shit out of you, Lauren"
Lauren gasps, her mouth is dry. "May be the latter", she whispers, looking above at those liquid eyes turning dark. She slowly bites her lower lip, earning a sharp inhale from the brunette.
" . ", the brunette murmurs, burning her hot gaze on the blonde for a moment, and then following her mother in the dining hall, leaving a flustered Lauren.
Holy sweet Jesus. Sunday is not boring. At all.
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After 20 minutes of lunch, Aife is now at the doors, leaving. She gives Bo another hug, and turns back. The brunette closes the door, and turns back to face a very nervous blonde. She gives her signature smirk, giving her chills. Lauren curses inwardly. Bastard. Dirty, dirty bastard.
Lauren can't fanthom what has happened within the last an hour, but she's all blank, not able to process anything. Bo had tied her hands made her sit on her all fours on their bed. Then proceeded to keep her words, spanking her ass till her butt cheeks turned red. Then she appreciated and talked of her ass, how nice and soft it was, murmuring breathlessly.
Lauren felt so wonderful and pain at the same time while she was getting spanked, it was like going in a different world. The she got all aroused, bothered and aching when Bo rode her ass, coming all over it, while crying out some incoherent dirty words. The feel of Bo's wet pussy on her ass was overwhelming and very very hot.
Now she's all laying on her back, whimpering, and gasping out for more air, as they are moving together, their centers pressed. She has to admit Bo's a very skilled, moving just the way she wants her to. She clutches the brunette's shoulder with her everything, clinging for her dear life. The brunette's lips feel wonderful on her neck, while her lower body does magic.
Every thing is now feeling blank, as her orgasm is nearing. She can feel the brunette's orgasm nearing too. Their speed incerases, and breaths become urgent. With one last thurst, they both come together, long and hard, screaming and growling in a powerful climax.
Her hands go to squeeze Bo's soft boobs, as the brunette starts symphoning large sips of chi from her. A while later, the flow of blue stream stops. Soon her lithe body slumps in deep sleep. The last thing she feels is a pair of hands engulfing her and kissing her forehead. Her lips gain a small smile, and her eyes close to deep slumber for the rest of the day.
Sex with both tiger shifter and succubus at the same day is not anymore in Lauren's to-do list from now on...
I hope you all like this chapter. I'm really thankful to those who have liked it, and I'm grateful to those readers who have defended my story against those frightening comments complainig it of an abusive/domestically violent story. Clearly, it's NOT one. Bo is NOT raping, or physically harming Lauren.
And no, I'm not leaving 'FIFTY SHADES OF DENNIS', so please don't worry about it. Actually my theoritical exams are going on, so not getting enough time, as that story requires time to analyze the plot carefully and write it. :)
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TheAgni x.
P.S- to one special reader= mujhe desi girl banne mein hei maza aata he ;)