Meow
AN: I own nothing in this story. Please R&R.
Bo sighed as she entered her home, mentally grumbling about how long today's case had taken and the bits of underfae guts she'd gotten on her shoes. Kicking off said shoes, Bo sighed again as she realized Lauren was already asleep.
Normally she'd be on the couch or sitting at the dining room table going over some medical file.
Divesting her clothes as she made her way to the bedroom, Bo was nude by the time she made it into the room, shoving her dirty clothes in the hamper hanging off the door to the laundry room a little ways before her bedroom.
She was prepared to slip underneath cool sheets and give a kiss to her wife, to watch those half-sleepy brown eyes open a bit before a tired smile lit up her face and she mumbled something geeky. It was moments like those that made all the trials and tribulations of the day worth something.
What she received instead was a vision coated in skin-tight black leather, stitches crisscrossing here and there over a lithe figure. Familiar brown eyes met hers, burning with confidence and lust, Bo's eyes flashing blue as she took in the sheer amount of pure want radiating from her wife.
The figure was off the bed in an instant, pressing her against the closed door, voice low and sultry as she spoke, gloved fingers darting between Bo's thighs.
"I don't know about you Ms. Kitty but I feel...so much yummier."
Bo could only moan, legs soon going numb as pleasure consumed her, Lauren's arms steadying her before lifting her up and pressing her against the door once again.
"W-why?" Bo manages to pant out even as Lauren licks her lips at the sight of Bo gushing in front of her.
"Let's just say you really need to delete your internet search history from time to time," Lauren purred, tongue darting out to taste pure Bo as the succubus threw her head back and screamed Lauren's name.
After several minutes, Bo found herself on the bed, noticing Lauren's Catwoman costume was now torn slightly. The cowl was off as well and Bo bit her lip at the pure want gleaming from Lauren's eyes.
"I think this costume explains why you like black leather so much, hmm?"
Bo nodded, a blush staining her cheeks. "Get the rest of that costume off so I can return the favor."
"Not just yet."
Bo nodded again and started to mewl as Lauren went to work with her tongue again, substituting licks with her fingers after a few minutes, Bo's fingers clawing into the back of the costume, tearing more parts of it. Moaning heavily, Bo closed her eyes, opening them to reveal fiery blue as she looked at Lauren.
The costume didn't last long after that, as the succubus came out to play, Lauren screaming Bo's name.
An earthy growl escaped the succubus's lips as she stared up at Lauren, the blue eyes glowing more intensely than ever. The succubus removed her fingers from Lauren's center, idly licking along the coated digits before taking chi directly from that area of Lauren's body. The energy shifted around in the succubus's hand like a bowl of jelly. Taking the energy, the Fae shoved it into Lauren's mouth before spreading her legs wide.
Dipping her head, Lauren made the succubus wail, the rest of the costume now nothing but memory as the Fae bucked and moaned.
"I now carry our child, mate," the succubus panted out against Lauren's right ear, teeth nipping at the earlobe a moment later. "She will be ruler over the Fae, if she wishes it and proof that you are mine and I am yours, for all time."
"Bo...I-"
But the succubus cut her off with a deep kiss, the blue receding and brown dominating, the eyes wet as Bo broke apart.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No, but Bo...what you just did was-"
Another kiss.
"We can talk about it tomorrow. Now...now I do believe I owe you orgasms."
"You already-"
"Shhh, that was her paying her own debt. This is from me."
An hour later, Lauren was near-comatose as a giddy Bo snuggled deeply next to her.
"Meow, doctor," Bo murmured before falling asleep, entwining her fingers with Lauren's as they rested on her stomach.
Nine months later Charlotte Trick Lewis was born.