Rating: Mature
Author: The-Dark-Lemon
Pairing: Tamsin/Bo : Valkubus
Status: Work in Progress
Tamsin spun her seat back and forth while looking around at Bo's place. There were photos of Bo and her friends on the side of the fridge, keepsakes and various sentimental trinkets. Her own kitchen was barren. She fixed her gaze on a photo of Kenzie in a fake mustache. Bo was laughing and Kenzie had her arms wrapped around Bo in a tight lock, while kissing her cheek. The clank of the glass redirected her attention.
"How is training going?" Tamsin asked.
"It's.. going. I don't know where it's going but it's going."
"You're paler than usual. Have you been..feeding enough?"
Bo shot an unamused glance at her. Tamsin shot back her drink. Bending forward over the counter, and refilling Tamsin's glass, Bo mocked,
"Gee, you sure know how to make a girl blush. And yes. Feeding enough."
Bo's succubus power was intense, but her cleavage was formidable on it's own. Tamsin could feel her lower back and neck heating up under her collar. Tamsin met her gaze and mustered as much nonchalance as she could.
Bo emptied her glass. "I'll be fine. I've just been pushing myself, training."
"Get with it, Sweet Cheeks. If you don't want to devolve in to freaking Gollum, you'll need to feed more and your utilize your strength better."
Bo spotted an oddly disjointed lock of blond hair on Tamsin's jacket.
"How about you?"
"Just fine,"
Tamsin finished her drink and chewed on the ice. Bo wasn't surprised at her answer but she couldn't let her out of this one. She slid her hand across Tamsin's back and felt her stiffen. Tamsin opened her mouth to protest but Bo held the lock of hair in front of her.
"You're not fine. What's going on with you?"
She hated the way Bo often caught her off guard.
"Couple of humans got in my way earlier. Every time I ..hulk out, there's a price."
"So you can't recover from that at all?"
"I can't feed and heal like you, no."
"I'm sorry".
"Don't be."
Bo took a step towards the sink but felt her leg give out. She grabbed the counter to hold herself up. Everyone would be livid if they knew she had been willing herself in to beast mode. Tamsin bolted out of her seat. Concern was fixed on her face.
"Hey-"
"Just had a little too much.."
"You had one drink-"
"I'm a lightweight-"
"And I was born yesterday."
Bo avoided eye contact and leaned her back against the counter. Exasperated, she spoke,
"I've been feeding and taking the injections,"
"Doesn't look like it's done shit all."
"Yes, it has.. I've just. I've been training a little harder each time."
Tamsin sensed it wasn't the whole truth, she prodded further.
"And..?"
Bo collapsed on to the floor.
"BO-"
Tamsin wrapped Bo's arm around her shoulder and lifted her to her feet. The couch was full of jackets, pizza boxes and other things.
"Shit,.. you little pack-rats."
She ducked, gripped Bo in a fireman's hold and carried her upstairs to her bedroom. She set her down gently on the bed and sat, leaning over her.
"Bo! Hey- Come on Hotpants.." She tried, tapping Bo's cheek. Bo was half conscious. Tamsin knew what she had to do, but hesitated. What if Bo went crazy psycho succubus on her and drained her dry? She was Bo's only option. She took a breath and steadied herself.
"Fuck it,"
Tamsin bent and kissed her.