Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Prodigy Pictures and the Lost Girl team.
WARNING: G!P Bo, a little aggressiveness and smut. If you don't like, please don't read.
The car comes to halt near a very big building in the centre premises of Toronto. The honking of car brings Lauren to attention that the destination has arrived. Slipping out of the car, she lets her gaze over the sight infront of her. Sure thing is that, her wife's got a really really big empire. With firm determination, she smoothes her dress and walks towards the building.
Everyone inside is busy, running like headless turkeys. But she can feel heads turn around when she's passing them. For now, she wants to curse her dressing idea. Tossing it further, she walks toward the reception. The receptionist, a young woman comes out and approaches with a sly grin. Clearly, she's allowing her eyes to roam at the blonde's body.
"Good afternoon, Ma'am. Are you looking for something ?", gushes the woman. Lauren is not sure she has seen any receptionist is polite enough to come out from behind the desk and ask the guests from her own. She wants to roll her eyses, but drops the rude idea.
"I was looking for the CEO. Can you tell me at which floor her office is ?" She tries to maintain a polite voice.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. But Miss Dennis is not available now.", replies the receptionist with a slight shrug, which seems a bit of unprofessional. Lauren frowns at the term 'Miss Dennis'. But then, it's something she can't diagnose. "But you can wait, till then I'll check her schedules. I assume you know it's important ?"
Oh, trust me, it is. "Yes. It is."
"Well then, please have a seat." The woman gestures at the sofa while giving her a big smile. She thinks using some of her healer charms on that human. But then, half of the building must have humans. A sigh comes out from her mouth and she follows the woman. She can call Bo sitting at the sofa.
Not soon the woman turns and opens to say something, a man in sharp charcoal suit comes out of nowhere. The receptionist immediately stands straight in posture while her eyes go wide.
"Ellie, shouldn't you be at your desk ?" He asks sternly in a commanding voice to the receptionist, who flinches in response.
"Y-yes, Sir. I was just helping this lady to-"
"I get it. Now leave." The poor woman nods and returns to her seat, taking calls.
The man turns at Lauren and smiles widely. His eyes wander a bit at her legs, then at her cleavage. Lauren cringes in disgust slightly in response.
"Hello, Miss. How may I help you ?"
"I'm here for your boss."
"Oh.. " The man gives her a knowing smile. All she want to do is slap the shit away of that disgusting smile on his face.
Rolling her eyes, she replies straight, "I'm her wife." The man's jaw drops on the floor and his eyes become as if they are ready to come out. "And I'll appreciate if you take me to her as soon as possible."
"O-of course, Ma'am. Please follow me." He gathers himself and walks toward the elevator. She doesn't want to blame the poor man, after all, that freaking asshole is here all 'Miss' Dennis.
The elevator is going up slowly, but that's not annoying. The constant ogling the man is giving her through the reflections from the steel doors is what driving her nuts. She avoids the urge to give him some verbal slashings and concentrates to something else.
The elevator doors ping at floor no. 39 signaling them to come out of it. Inside, another reception is there. The room is big and white-themed, holding a richness and power. The atmosphere is mostly silent, except the sound of their heels clicking. The man asks the receptionist for the permission. She connects a call, and after a few seconds, she nods and grants the permission.
The big steel doors are pushed by the man, and Lauren steps inside. The office is very large, with a vast table dominating the centre. The walls hold a dark theme, while the paintings show some contrasting themes to it. Everything here screams power and dominance, just like Bo. And there is her spouse, leaning one hand on the panels of the large glass wall and looking over the Tornoto city, while she talks over her phone. Her jacket is long discarded on one of the sofas while her blouse is rolled up on the elbows, and Lauren thinks that her spouse is looking really, really, delicious. She lets her tongue wet her lips. But soon, the call ends and the brunette turns around. Unfortunately, the phone slips out of the hand.
Indeed, someone must be cruel enough to take away all the oxygen out from her lungs. All Bo can do is stand there dumbfonded, looking at her wife, standing there near her door. She doesn't know whether to look at those damn sexy long legs, or whether at the exposed cleavage, or whether at the gorgeous face, or whether at those smoking hazel eyes, or whether at that whole curvacious body. Now that when her own chocolates lock with those hazels, all she knows is that she's out of the universe.
A moment has passed, and finally Bo tears their gaze. Averting her eyes at her branch manager, she scowls. Not in any sinlge logic, she is now finding it pleasant the way he's drooling at her wife.
"You." The man jumps at his boss's clipped tone.
"Huh-yes, Ma'am ?"
"You are fired."
"Oh-um, what ?!" The man's face pales, all while his legs start trembling.
"For what ?!"
"I don't need to explain that.", replies Bo keeping her domineering gaze, making the man squirm shit.
"B-but" He fumbles, but stops as his boss raises a finger. With a defeated nod, he walks out of the office.
As the man is now gone and the door is closed, Bo's gaze slowly turns toward Lauren. The blond takes a breath and walks to Bo, giving her hips extra sway that is enough to make the whole room hot. She stands near the brunette almost invading her space, and hands over the file. Through the whole scenario, they never break their gaze.
"I don't see a genuine reason to fire that poor man.", says Lauren, keeping her eyes up to those smouldering chocolate eyes.
"I wouldn't have to, but the show you've put on to corrupt my employees is more than a genuine reason to fire him.", replies Bo, taking the file and throwing it casually on the large desk.
"Or may I call it j-e-a-l-o-u-s-y ?", she smirks back. The brunette snorts, scowling immediately. She has to bite her cheeks not to laugh.
"Why should I be ?" The brunette hisses. "It doesn't bother me as long as the employers behave decent. And don't think that I'm not unaware of why you doing this."
"Is that so ?" The blonde husks setting her voice in a sexy octave.
Her spouse nods in return, grinning sexily. "But, I'm not losing any of my shits. . . ."
Lauren leans in, tilting up her lips close to Bo's ear and whispers, "I know you don't lose your shit. But it only takes few efforts to break the vow." She touches Bo on the chest and glides her fingers over the open slit of the brunette's blouse, making her shudder in response.
Bo can feel her situation is not in a good condition. And she can't even curse herself. It's not her fault, seriously. First her wife comes here to give the file in all 'fuck-me' self, making her staff drool in front of her, and now teasing with her already beyond horny state. How's she supposed to keep her shit ?! No, Bo. You can't NOT lose your control. REPUTATION! Think of your REPUTATION you idiot!
Lauren can feel her wife struggling. She smirks, and slowly ducks her head above the ample chest. With her fingers, she parts the white shirt and slowly her lips come in contact with the smooth skin, nibbing it slightly. Bo throws her head in shock, a gasp leaving her lips. She fists her hand, trying to keep them within herself as much as possible as her wife bites the spot a few inches above her left breast.
Lauren breaks the contact, and smiles at her mouth-work. Her red lipstick mark on the slightly bruised mark looks really sexy marring her spouse's skin. Not only you can give love bites, jerkhead.
"What happened, Bo? Are you not feeling well?" She whispers sluttily, running her tongue on the brunette's strong jawline. "Your skin is hot and you are shaking. . ."
Indeed, Bo's shaking, but for pure horny & totally bothered reason. She just keeps closing her eyes and tries to keep her legs in straight position.
"Hm.. Irregular breathing . . . Skins twitching . . . I think I'll have to give you a thorough examination. . .", husks Lauren, and pushes the brunette on the chair. She smirks as her wife gasps with darkening eyes. With one single slow pull, she frees her blonde locks spilling them over her shoulders, then proceeds to climb on her spouse's lap. Her fingers found the buttons of the brunette's blouse and starts to unbutton them slowly.
"What are you-"
"Uh-huh." She slaps away Bo's hand and keeps her ministration. "I need to check up your upper body." Almost near the belly button, she stops her ministration, then parts the shirt to reveal. She licks her dry lips at the sight of her wife's full assets and well defined torso. Letting her fingers glide over the ribs area, she savours the feeling of smooth skin twitching at her finger tips.
Bo's breathing becomes even more heavier at her wife's ministration. It's so frustrating and bothering not to take her wife right there. The way those soft hands are running over her skin in the name of check up . . holy fucking check up . . .
"Your condition is not right, at all, Bo . . . you're shivering . . . it's seems as a serious case . . .", throatily whispers Lauren leaning near Bo's lips. "I think your genomic pathogens have invaded my body, since I'm feeling the fever too . . . Wanna see what it makes me ?" Bo simply nods, unable to form any words.
Lauren smirks a little, and takes Bo's right hand. She guides the fingers inside her skirt, biting her lower lips and shutting her eyes.
"Ohhhh . . . .", whispers Bo closing her eyes as she feels the heat when her fingers make contact with a pool of hot wetness while feeling grateful not finding any panties on the blonde. But then, it's not like that she's lucky. And to her disappointment, the blonde takes her fingers out.
"That's what it feels, Bo." Lauren husks, bringing those long fingers inside her mouth, tasting herself on them. The sight of her sucking those fingers make Bo wet her own panties. The blonde smirks at her knowingly, and gets up from her lap to stand, very much to her own dislike.
"Control, huh ?" The blonde challenges with a sly smile on her lips, and crosses her arms around her chest to make her cleavage pop up some more.
Bo bites her lips at the sight in front of her, raking her eyes at the blonde's body once more. Gathering herself, she stands up and comes face to face with the doctor. Her face forms a smug smile and she sets her eyes down at those hazel ones. "I still haven't touched you, Blondie."
"Are you sure ?" Lauren smiles, slowly pops open some of her waist jacket's buttons and pulling her blonde locks at the left side to expose her neck some more. "Admit it, and you can have all you want, my dear.", whispers she near the brunette's ears.
Bo keeps her eyes shut and fists balled. No way she's going to do that. She is Bo Dennis, no one wins except her.
Lauren waits for the response, keeping her gaze at that gorgeous face of her wife now concentrating to something she might lose. She chuckles inwardly. "Okay. I'm going." She turns to walk out, a little disappointed that it isn't happening.
"Fuck. I lose."
She haults midway as she hears the confession of the brunette, almost coming as a barely audible whispers. A slow smile spreads at her lips, and she turns at sees Bo muttering something under her breath keeping her eyes closed.
The bruntte runs a hand through her gorgeous dark locks, and opens her now electric blue eyes. Lauren walks to her slowly and not as soon as she has reached, she's pulled flushed against the brunette's body as a pair of soft lips attack her own with a force which can knock her out. She gives up her own back with equally strong force.
Tongues battle for dominance and lips try to claim each other. Both of their kisses are rather of pure desire and hunger, biting, nibbing, tugging each other. A pair of hands glide up Lauren's skirt and squeeze her now exposed ass. She gasps as she feels them sting from sueezing strongly, but God, does that feel so good.
Bo grabs down her thighs and lifts her up effortlessly on the table, while discarding some of the files from the table. She keeps her ferocious ministrations on the blonde's jawline, tasting every inch of smooth skin. Her left hand continues squeezing the blonde's ass while her other hands palms those soft breats. Wanting to ease some of her painful arousal, Lauren pulls Bo more to her locking her legs around the brunette's waist while her hands grab her back. She wants nothing but to feel Bo, on her, above her, below her, inside her, everything. . .
"I win, Bo. . ." Lauren gasps at Bo's assault. She doesn't know why she has the need to speak out in the middle of being very busy, though.
"I don't fucking care . . .", husks Bo, biting, licking at the blonde's slender neck.
"Ohh !", moans the blonde loudly when Bo sucks at her pulse point, making her wetter.
"But I will make you sure the whole Toronto hears your scream. . . . Making me frustrated, teasing me . .", threatens the brunette while keeping her steady assult. She intends to do so, if you ask, for sure.
"Fuck . . ."
"Yeah. . . And do you know how much you drive me crazy, Lauren? How much?" Bo glides her her hand at the dripping wetness of the blonde's, feeling her shudder. "I'll fuck you so good, so hard and so long, that you'll lose every bit of your sense left, Lauren."
"Oh, Bo . . . Do whatever you can, how much you can, because soon, it may end.", gasps Lauren at the feeling of fingers brushing her throbbing clit.
"And what makes you think that ?" Bo husks, sliding a long finger on the blonde's clit.
"Because . .", Lauren moans at the sensational contact on her sweet nub. She pulls Bo more close wrapping her hands tightly around those sexy shoulders, and opens her eyes to look at the horizon behing the brunette's back. She's not expecting like anything what others will say, or Bo will, but she's sure she needs to make this desicion, for both of them.
". . . I want a divorce . ."
I know all of you will want to kill me, or most probably create a force to kill, after tracking down my location(which I'll obviously not give, since I lurvee me :p). But in the next chapter it'll be explained why it has to be one. I'll give you a hint- the next plot will move around Valentine's day. Speaking of which, happy belated St Valentine's Day! And I'm such a pervert a-hole rejecting dates and coping like lost puppy when I realized my Valentine's day was worst than last year! Please don't do mistakes like me my dear friends, it really feels shit when you don't have any date in 14th Feb. [Jeez, I still don't know why I turned down all the dates :(]
I'm soo lucky to have you guys, and I don't know how to thank you all for all the love and support you all have given me. Please review and let me know. I'll say please leave a review after reading so that I can get ideas how you like it and how you want it in the next chapters, and hence it is important.
Another really important thing is that I want to seriously appologize that I'm not able to update regularly and it takes me ages to update one. And this upcoming month will be another tough notch since my cousin is facing 12th boards, which is very important in our education system, and I'm helping him to crack the last time overall. So please, I beg you all to forgive me. Also, I'm not abandoning Fifty Shades of Dennis. Since it's my main story, I'll need time to make up the plots, which requires some serious shits of thinking level.
I'm also very thankful to those lovely readers for appreciating my friend Isabeau_D's work. She's a very promising writer and I'm really honored to work with her.
One more request is if you can give your Facebook ID, I'll be able to update you guys of my works, if possible. I'm not sure I can continue in FF for long time, since my pressure in medical school is too much. So visiting FF regularly is not that much possible. Hence I'll be able to inform you guys if I quit.
Love you guys!
TheAgni x.
P.S- To a lovely friend of mine; please ek hard disk bhej do, I am in a need of it :P My 2 TB harddisk is already full, mostly of those boring 1080p videos from various dissections, operations, childbirth, post mortems, female anatomy etc etc. And guess what ? I'm using another pendrive of 16 GB which will be full soon lolzz :D
P.P.S- I'm not offended, mein hu hi aisi. But the country is controversial. Toh yeh zaruri hai ke sab kuch dhyaan me rakhna chahiye. Anyways, aap ke gaane thode bohat purane hain, par chalta hai :p
Hope you've enjoyed your Valentine's day :)
I wish to visit Mumbai once :)