AN: Lauren doesn't figure out about Tamsin and Bo yet (unlike the TV show). Just thought I'd throw that out there.
Chapter 4 - God Damn It...
Bo nervously walked up to Lauren's door in the morning. She couldn't say she wasn't avoiding her girlfriend, she kind of was. The succubus didn't know if she should feel guilty about the arrangement with Tamsin, it was spur of the moment and she wasn't about to back out and let the other woman win. She found a regular, that was good. A strong one at that. And a delicious one, Bo thought to herself. However, it didn't change the fact that things with Tamsin were purely physical, which was what she liked about the Valkyrie. She avoided getting emotionally involved. Her desire for Lauren was something else though, and she needed to make things up with her.
The brunette took in a deep breath and exhaled before knocking on the door a few times. At first, there was silence, and she was worried that Lauren was either ignoring her or wasn't home. But her fears were pushed aside when she heard the chink of the door being unlocked. Lauren opened the door and looked at her girlfriend, she didn't look pleased.
"Bo, hey," the blonde greeted and opened the door a little wider for her girlfriend to walk in. Bo closed the door behind her and walked up to the human, "Lauren, I'm sorry," Bo said. It was the first thing to come to her mind, and she did punch Isaac in the face. Lauren shook her head, "No, I'm sorry," she quickly replied. An inward wash of relief went through the succubus, the doctor wasn't pissed.
"I should have pushed him away, I shouldn't have let him kiss me," Lauren continued. Bo shook her head, "I shouldn't have punched him," she replied. An awkward silence hung in the air for a moment. "I'm sorry I missed your thing, Lauren," the succubus said, taking Lauren's hand in hers. Lauren looked into her eyes and smiled, "I understand. With the Dawning and such, you already have a lot on your plate. Trick filled me in," she informed. Bo nodded her head, mentally thanking her grandfather.
"So, how did it go?" Bo asked, intertwining her fingers with Lauren's. The blonde chuckled, "I actually didn't go," she confessed. Bo gave her a look of confusion and Lauren quickly explained, "I got a little drunk early and then Isaac came and gave me the award and we went to dinner."
"Dinner?" Bo remarked, trying not to react to the statement. Lauren nodded, "Yeah, we were talking about science-y things," she answered. She left out the part where she vented to him. Another silence hung in the air, and Bo had been pondering on whether she should tell Lauren about her regular now.
"Um, Lauren," Bo muttered with a nervous tone. Lauren didn't know if she liked it or not, so decided to hear what Bo had to say. Bo looked at her girlfriend, "I found a regular," she confessed. An unexpected pang of pain hit Lauren, "Oh," was all she could manage at that moment.
"It's-" Bo started but the blonde put up a hand to stop Bo in mid-sentence, "It's better if I didn't know." The brunette nodded after a moment and agreed, "Okay. I just wanted to let you know that no more dead bodies will be showing up in your morgue," she attempted to joke, but realized it wasn't funny. Lauren nodded, "Great. As long as it's not Dyson," she replied. Bo nodded, "Not Dyson," she confirmed.
"Are you hungry?" Lauren asked suddenly, wanting to get off the subject. Bo lightened up, "Starving," she smiled. She hadn't eaten anything all morning. The blonde looked into Bo's eyes and smiled. Not because of her genuine statement, but because that statement didn't have any sexual innuendo in it. As much as Lauren loved having sex with her girlfriend, she was only human and every time she mentioned food, Bo usually didn't mean physical sustenance. It was nice to ask about food and Bo not wanting to jump her bones and take all her energy and strength before the morning was even done.
The blonde walked over to the refrigerator and took out some eggs and a skillet from the cupboard. Bo followed the blonde and watched as she cooked. She was glad that she didn't have to keep any secrets from Lauren, and even happier that she didn't want to know who it was. Something told her that if she knew it was Tamsin, she would say it was okay, but still be pained by it. A sudden wave of gratitude washed over the succubus as she stared at Lauren as she cooked.
Bo stood behind her and wrapped her arms around her, burying her nose into her neck and taking in her scent. She could feel Lauren press her head into her. The brunette trailed her lips up to her ear, "I'm so lucky to have you, you know that?" she whispered.
Lauren smiled at her statement and placed her hand on top of Bo's, "I know," she replied.
Tamsin was looking intently at the file, but it wasn't the file she was intently thinking about, in fact, she wasn't thinking about anything. She was just trying not to let her eyes close. The succubus was indulging in her all night and by the time she woke up in the morning, she was beyond exhausted. Bo was gone, which she was glad for. Sleepovers were overrated. Dyson walked up behind her with a cup of coffee, seeing the way Tamsin was tiredly leaning on her arm.
"Rough night?" he asked, sitting in his chair and leaning back. Tamsin looked up at him and rubbed her eyes, not answering him. He chuckled, "What we're you up to?" he asked, curiously. "You don't wanna know," Tamsin said, exhaustion thick in her voice and her hands still over her face. And it was the truth, Dyson probably didn't want to know. He narrowed his eyes, "You don't have to lie to me." The blonde didn't react to the statement, to tired to figure out what he meant.
"She's the best sex you'll ever have, though," he stated, casually sipping his coffee. Tamsin took her hands from her face and gave him a confused look. "How d'you know?" He chuckled again, "I came into work just like that, after a night with her," he explained. The blonde inhaled and sighed out, "She really just helps herself," she grumbled, leaning back. "Yeah, no kidding," he replied, sipping his coffee again, "Maybe you can give her what I couldn't." Tamsin raised her eyebrows, telling him to clarify.
"No strings attached," he said. Tamsin growled, "And this just got incredibly awkward." She stood up and walked away, needing to splash cold water on her face. He smiled as she walked away. Never had he seen Tamsin so devoid of energy. Usually she always had a snarky comment or two to throw at him. The phone rang and he picked it up, "Detective Dyson. Yes. When? I'll be there ten," he said with an urgency before hanging up. He got up and walked to the ladies' room. He knocked the door and opened it a crack, "Tamsin! We gotta go!"
Tamsin whined and walked to the door. She leaned her face against the door jamb and gave Dyson a pleading look, "Can you take this one?" she asked in the nicest whisper she could. His amused look was all it took for Tamsin's pride to be smashed to the depths of her soul. But still, she couldn't muster the energy to take back her request. He grinned, "Drink a Gatorade and come with me." She whined and followed him out the door, "If I had to suffer through it, so can you," he remarked.
Lauren was at the lab, looking at a blood sample from a sick banshee. She turned to her notebook and scribbled something down before looking back into the microscope. She was unaware of the succubus walking in and closing the doors behind her. When the doctor heard footsteps she looked behind her.
"Bo," she greeted, not surprised by her visit. When Bo was bored, she came straight here. "No cases?" the blonde asked as she turned in her stool to face her. Bo shook her head, "I'm taking a break after what happened last night," she replied. Lauren's eyebrows raised, "And what happened last night?" Bo grumbled at the thought of it, "A big, ugly, she-troll with boyfriend issues is what happened." The doctor nodded, knowing the fact that she had no wounds meant that she fed and healed. And by the news she heard today, she healed last night from her new 'regular'. Lauren didn't want to know, for fear of actually knowing the person Bo was sleeping with.
"That sounds awful," Lauren sympathized. Bo nodded, pouting. The doctor smiled and hugged her, knowing Bo wanted the doctor's sympathy in the first place. "I'm afraid I'm not going to be much fun today," Lauren stated, walking to her desk to sit on the chair. "I have this Fae flu going around and I don't know what's causing it," she explained, sorting through the papers on her desk. Bo followed her and massaged her shoulders. Lauren sighed and relaxed into her touch, enjoying the treatment she was getting.
"Anything I can do to help?" Bo asked, leaning down toward her ear. Lauren turned and looked up at her girlfriend, "No, I wish," she answered. Bo smiled and leaned down to give her a kiss. Lauren was about to pull away when Bo deepened the kiss. After a few moments of indulging, she made herself pull away. "I'm sorry, I really have to work," she whispered. "I know," Bo answered, "I just really want to have amazing make up sex." Lauren chuckled, "Tonight, I promise."
"You always work late on days like this," Bo whined, leaning in to kiss her again. Lauren kissed her back but then made herself pull away again, "I know, I know. I'm sorry, but I'll do my best." Bo whined in protest again and leaned in to kiss her girlfriend. The blonde couldn't resist and let Bo have her way for a few more seconds. Bo's hands began to wander down and around, lightly touching her breast. Lauren pulled a centimeter away from the other woman's lips, "Bo," she warned. The succubus leaned in again, breathing, "What?" in between pecks. Lauren pulled away again, "This is going to lead to something else," she said, though the statement was more to make herself resist.
"That's the point," the brunette replied, her hand skillfully unbuttoning a button on Lauren's white blouse. Lauren put her hand on top of Bo's and intertwined their fingers, "Busy," she managed to say before Bo was on her lips again. Bo's tongue slowly licked Lauren's bottom lip before nipping it and suckling it and then deepening the kiss. The thing that made Lauren melt a little. "Just a few more minutes," Bo whispered, planting kisses on her jaw and then down her neck. "I've been Lauren-deprived," she admitted. As flattered as Lauren was, she knew Bo's few minutes was a few hours of her trying not to scream in her own office and bringing in the attention of other employees. Lauren struggled to keep her eyes open and not give in to Bo's sweet persuasion.
"Bo," Lauren said, her tone warning and Bo chuckled. She was back to her ear, "I love it when you say my name like that. It's like Dominatrix Lauren. It's so sexy," she whispered before taking in her ear. Shit, Lauren thought. She was in trouble. Bo pulled on Lauren's hand, making the doctor stand but then the succubus pushed her back into the desk. Bo's lips didn't leave hers during this process and her hand was just above Lauren's knee. "We-" Lauren began before being interrupted by Bo's lips. "We," she started but Bo kissed her, "We c-can't do this right now," she managed to stutter out quickly before her lips were assaulted again. Bo moaned in protest, her hand traveling higher.
"Why not?" she asked. Lauren's eyes fluttered closed as she felt a pulse of sexual energy go through her. "Not fair," the doctor whined, "No energy." Bo chuckled, "Why?" A hand was under Lauren's blouse and the other caressed her center through her slacks. "You know why," Lauren growled, she managed to put a hand to stop Bo from going further with her core. She knew Bo was smiling though. "Because," the succubus huskily started to answer her own question, "you'd be moaning and screaming like you should be?" Lauren's eyes rolled back. She could hardly resist when Bo was sending energy through her but when she talked like that, it was almost impossible.
"Oh," Lauren moaned out as another wave of sexual energy pulsed through her. Chills ran down her spine and her will was waning like a candle in the wind. "Come on, Lauren," Bo whispered, "Come for me once." Heat pooled in her abdomen. She didn't know Bo was that serious about being Lauren-deprived, but she did know that her succubus lover couldn't wait until tonight to have make up sex. "I can't," Lauren whispered, though her tone was far from convincing, "People will-"
"Yes, you can," Bo interrupted, "All you have to do is..." she trailed off, her hand in her panties and feeling her engorged clit and sending a particular sensational pulse through her. Lauren threw her head back and her mouth fell open as she let out a breathy but loud moan, "...not scream."
Sure enough, there was another dead body. They would have to send it to the morgue and since it was a high profile case, they needed the answers as soon as possible, which meant visiting the Light Fae doctor. Tamsin sighed. Well, this won't be awkward, she thought to herself. Dyson looked at the body, trying to find anything he may have missed. They were inside a mansion, decorated with old school Fae artifacts and paintings. She walked over to her partner, "I got the wife's statement. She didn't see anything. She just heard his scream and came down and found him," she informed Dyson who nodded but then shook his head, "There's something missing," he whispered to himself.
"Did you smell anything?" she asked tiredly, wanting to go home. He shook his head, "That's just it. Another scent. I smell his scent, I smell the wife's, but not the attacker. What kind of Fae doesn't carry a scent?" he asked. Tamsin shrugged, "We can figure it out when we get to the doctor," she answered. They watched the Fae victim, one of the ambassadors of the Light, getting put onto a gurney. They walked behind the coroners out of the house and then to the car. Dyson tried calling Lauren but went to her voicemail, so he left a message.
"This is going stir an outrage in the Light," Tamsin muttered to herself, annoyed. Dyson agreed, "And I have a feeling the Morrigan won't be too compliant."
They arrived at the Ash Compound, the headquarters of the Light. She always felt a little uncomfortable in here, like she didn't belong. And she didn't, so she didn't know why she should feel any differently. This day needs to be over, she thought to herself, knowing her exhaustion didn't allow her to have a reign on herself as she usually did. They walked inside, the coroners took the corpse the back way, easier access to the lab. Dyson was lost in thought as to what kind of Fae could possibly have no scent and Tamsin was too tired to focus on anything except walking straight.
So, when they arrived at the lab and opened the door, they found Lauren on the desk and needless to say where Bo was standing. They immediately separated and Lauren got off the desk, straightening herself out. Flustered and extremely embarrassed at the predicament she was caught in, she stuttered, "Dyson, Tamsin. What are you doing here?"
"Incoming dead body. High profile case," Tamsin said, suddenly feeling extremely amused. She looked at Bo who looked equally surprised but not flustered. She just looked embarrassed for Lauren. "I called," Dyson answered awkwardly, his voice seeming louder in the silence. The silence that lasted a few seconds seemed like centuries for Lauren. Then, the dead body came in and couldn't be a more welcome interruption. She immediately walked towards it and picked up the chart. Tamsin looked amused when she looked at Bo who shrugged and Dyson who just looked away.
"He appeared to have been stabbed multiple times. Once in the back, once in the chest, and once in the abdomen," Lauren said, filling the silence. Tamsin tried not to laugh as she looked at how awkward Lauren was. Bo clapped her hands together, "Well, I'm just going to go. I'll call you tonight," she said. She walked by Tamsin and whispered, "Don't laugh, she's already embarrassed." Bo noticed Tamsin's tired posture and her exhausted aura.
"Clearly. She doesn't need my help with that," the blonde replied amused. Bo suppressed a smile, both out of Tamsin's response and her obvious tiredness, and walked out.
Lauren came home, threw the keys on the little table next to the door and walked inside. She smelled food and saw Bo sitting at the little table in the kitchen with the Chinese food and a sheepish smile. She knew Lauren wasn't going to be pleased. "That was the single most embarrassing moment in my life," the blonde stated. Bo stood up and walked to her, "I know. I'm really sorry-"
"Bo, I told you someone could walk in. But no, you just had to on the table," Lauren said, taking off her jacket. "You have to admit, it was hot and exciting," Bo offerred but Lauren gave her an unamused look. Bo's smile disappeared as she tried to console her, "Okay, how about I make it up to you." Lauren turned to her, "How?" Bo wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and replied, "By finishing what was interrupted this afternoon."
"Bo Dennis, you will not be getting sex from me until I can look Dyson and Tamsin in the eye again," she stated and walked toward the table. Bo whined, "I said I was sorry."
"And I'm still humiliated by the suppressed look of amusement on Tamsin's face!" Lauren responded, "Do you know how I got through the rest of the day?" she asked. Bo was afraid of the answer. "By knowing I was going to punish you," the blonde finished. Bo joined Lauren at the table, pouting, "Babe, I'm really, really, really, really, sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen."
"Do you know how big the elephant was in the room?" the blonde continued, eating the Chinese takeout Bo brought, no doubt as a peace offering. "It was bigger than the Garuda," she answered. Bo looked at her uncertain, "It wasn't that big," she replied. Lauren shook her head, "You weren't there to see the look on Tamsin and Dyson's faces the entire time."
"I bet Dyson didn't have a look of amusement on his face," Bo said, calling Lauren out on her false statement. Lauren stopped eating for a moment, "You're right. But his face is also what got me through the rest of the day," she answered. Bo sighed, "Lauren-"
"Don't 'Lauren' me, Bo. You're going to deal with the consequences, so I hope you have a big bad Fae to vent out your frustration on," she said. Bo put her head down on her arm on the table, groaning her misery that was only just beginning. Tamsin was great, but Tamsin kept her alive. Her hunger for chi and her desire for Lauren were two separate entities and she was already Lauren-deprived for more than a week and a half, besides today. But that didn't count. She looked up to see if Lauren had a flicker of sympathy. But Lauren was resolute on this, and she knew if she dared tried to seduce her again the sentence would be longer.
Bo miserably started eating her dinner. She was going to do everything she could to sway Lauren, but her talent of persuasion wasn't a very special skill if she couldn't touch. God damn it, Bo thought to herself. She was in deep shit.