Valkubus Week - Prompt #2 - Wings

Wings

Notes:

1. I have never snuck back through a window nor do I have an idea of how specific types of windows work so bear with me on those descriptions.

2. Púcas and bean-sídhes are from Irish mythology.

4. Enjoy!

"Hot damn," Bo muttered to herself as she stumbled towards her door slightly drunk. "That was. Wow!"

She stopped as she got to the door. She had to act natural. Tamsin thought she had been out doing detective work. Well, in her defense it had started that way. She fumbled for her keys in her bag. Where the hell were they? She held her phone up for better light as started throwing stuff out of her purse to get to the bottom. Why were purses always so good at eating one's belongings?

"Shit!" Bo swore as she realized that her keys were nowhere to bed found. She took a quick glance at her phone. 2:50 A.M. Tamsin would kill her if she woke her up now.

"Great, just great." Bo grumbled. There was only one way around this. She was going to have to sneak back in high-school style. She bent down to retrieve the contents of her purse she had strewn across the ground in her panic.

If only that stupid hot fae couple had not caught her eye. Then she would have been back ages ago. She couldn't help her stupid succubus nature sometimes, no matter how hard she tried. That was the good thing about Tamsin though, she didn't really care. Bo always told her of course, and though the Valkyrie usually looked a little dismayed at first, she always accepted it in the end. Usually they never spoke of the incidents again.

Luckily, the clubhouse was easy to get into. Too easy really. Bo thought it was a miracle she hadn't been slaughtered in her sleep yet. But it was home.

She knew from one previous experience that the bathroom window was fairly flimsy, and probably the easiest to get through without totally destroying it.

Once again using her phone for light,

she creeped around to the side of the house, trying not to trip on all the extra junk outside.

As she needed two hands to open the window the rest of the way, she put her phone in her pocket, and squinted in the darkness as she tried to see what she was doing. She started pulling back an forth on the metal frame of the window, trying wiggle it open. She stopped when she heard a click, and let window slide the rest of the way down.

Well, that was easy.

Now to actually get herself inside. Climbing through a window at sixteen was a lot different than at thirty-two, or whatever she was in succubus years. Harder, in any case.

She stepped on the first thing she could find that was close enough and hoisted herself halfway inside the window, kicking her legs to propel her forward. Only then, as her torso began to slip towards the floor, she realized that she should have gone bottom first. Now she was destined to do a head-dive right into the tile floor.

She screamed as she landed with a crash, taking most of the fall on her arms and chest.

Someone screamed back in response.

Bo jumped, then fumbled in the darkness, trying to find the wall with the light switch. When she found it she held her breath in anticipation and flicked it on.

As the light slowly flickered to life, an unfamiliar figure greeted her. She jumped back. Then she realized, it was not a stranger or a burglar, but Tamsin.

Tamsin stood not two feet away from her in full Valkyrie mode, her eyes black, her wings extended.

Bo let out the breath she had been holding in.

Tamsin clapped a hand over her heart. "Holy Hera! I thought you were a burglar."

"As did I? Why are you in the bathroom with no lights on may I ask?"

Tamsin's released her Valkyrie face. "My night vision is a little better than yours. No need to fry my eyes at. three am. That new lightbulb is killer. Why the hell were you are climbing through the window?"

"Forgot my keys." Bo cleared her throat.

"Uh, could have just knocked. Or called. I leave my phone on for a reason. Now look what you've made me do."

Bo couldn't stop staring at them. Her wings. She had seen them before, when Tamsin was still a baby fae and was trying to protect her and when she had delivered Kenzi's soul. But never in such a casual setting. They were magnificent. She had never really seen them this close up. Rare things they were, beautiful and wonderful.

"What?" Tamsin grumbled, looking embarrassed. "What the hell? Why isn't this working?"

"Why isn't what working?"

"They wont retract."

Bo reached up and touched one, stroking it. " So beautiful. Wow. I never thought they were this soft."

"A pain in the ass is what they are." The Valkyrie started cracking and twisting her back. "Why won't they go back! Just when I think I've got the hang of them they go and do stupid shit like this."

Bo stroked the wing once more before bringing her hand to cup Tamsin's cheek. "I think I know what the problem is." Bo smiled softly. "You're terrified."

Tamsin looked away. "Am not."

Bo moved her hand to the other woman's arm. "You're still shaking.

Tamsin, we've had this talk before. Emotions are perfectly normal. I gave you a fright, you gave me a fright. You just need to calm down."

"I'm fine." Tamsin tried to move away, but Bo pulled her closer, and placed her hand upon the Valkyrie's chest. She felt the rapid pulse beneath her skin. "Just let me..."

Bo channeled her power through her fingers. She only needed a small spark to calm her.

Tamsin sighed and pulled her wings back. They dissapeared beneath her shoulders.

Tamsin grinned. "Thanks." Then she turned around to see the damage in the mirror.

Bo gasped at the sight. Tamsin's shirt was a mess for starters, but two blood-covered ridges still poked out from beneath her shoulders.

"Does that always happen?" Bo was alarmed.

"No big deal," Tamsin replied nonchalantly. "Takes a few days to go away though. No succubus-style healing for me unfortunately. Hurts like a bitch."

Bo felt horrible. "I should have just knocked!"

Tamsin narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, why were you out so late anyways?

"Uh..."

"Who was it and what were they?"

"A púca and his bean-sídhe wife."

Tamsin shrugged. "Not a bad choice. Wish I'd been invited. Those death spirits have always been my type."

Bo rolled her eyes. "Well I hadn't planned on it! But uh, let me make it up to you. Let me help you heal."

Tamsin laughed. "Uh, incase you hadn't noticed Bo, I'm not a succubus. I don't heal like that. " She raised an eyebrow. "As much as I wish I could. Sometimes I think you got all the cool powers."

"Your wings are pretty amazing though."

"My wings suck. Took thirteen lives to get them already."

"I mean I know I can't heal you, but let me make it up to you. Let's go up to bed."

Tamsin tried to contain her excitement as she ran up the stairs. 3 am succubang? This was what she lived for.

She discarded her ripped shirt in a heap on the floor and hopped into bed.

Bo, still clothed, lay down beside her.

"Lay on your stomach." Bo said.

Tamsin didn't want to. She hated those wings and the wounds they left. She didn't want Bo to see them again.

After Bo insisting once more, Tamsin rolled over onto her stomach.

Bo brushed Tamsin's hair aside and began dabbing the blood away with a cloth.

Tamsin was disappointed. "When you said bed, this was not what I imagined."

Then she felt the heat of the succubus' hand, trailing slowly down her back.

"Oh!" Tamsin was surprised at first. "Wow...that feels...wow." She moaned, then clapped her hand over her mouth. "Hey, give a girl some warning!"

"You don't sound like you want me to stop."

Tamsin groaned. "No. But it's making me...ugh. I didn't know you could do this. This is like morphine. No. Better."

"I am a woman of many talents." Bo continued with her healing touch.

"I'm well aware."

"Tamsin, I'm really sorry. I was stupid and should have just knocked. I didn't want to wake you. Can you accept my apology?"

"I mean as good as this is, it is three A.M..." Tamsin began.

Bo waited for her to say yes.

"...so I'm going to have to say no."

Bo frowned.

"Unless you make it up to me. And I mean really make it up to me." Tamsin gestured seductively.

Bo nodded her agreement. "Well, what are succubuses good for after all?"

The Valkyrie's lips curled into a smile. "Apology accepted."