Gram was watching Alexie for the evening, and Bo was taking Kenzi and Lauren out to the Red Door's honky tonk night. They needed some fun after the not-so-fun of last night's dinner party and the frequent fighting, and she wanted to officially celebrate their ring exchange. Plus, she wanted to spend time with her best friend. Kenzi had not really had much time for herself since Alexie was born, and Bo knew it was by choice. Alexie was a welcome addition to their Dal excursions, but Kenzi was no longer out all hours of the night. She would go home before 9. Perhaps her younger best friend's willingness to change her own partying habits caused Bo to see how much love Kenzi had for her son. Bo wanted that. She wanted to have an excuse to go home and not party all night. She was 30 now; it was time to make some serious changes.

Not tonight, though. Responsibility is good and all, but that doesn't mean a girl's night out isn't warranted every once in a while. Regardless of age.

After sleeping for a few hours this morning, Lauren had woken up and gone into work. Bo had accepted the "good morning" kiss as her wife left her in bed, and that's exactly where Lauren had found her another few hours later. The woman had definitely gotten some succubus powers in their bond; Bo felt drained and extremely tired after the late night and early morning marathon. They had passed out to nap a few times, but a few minutes here and there was nothing to curb the need for actual sleep. Bo knew they were going to need the energy for tonight, so she just stayed in bed until Lauren came back inside from work, wanting to get as much rest as possible. After last night's uncomfortable fancy dinner party, Bo definitely needed to throw her own kind of party.

She wasn't even aware Kenzi had been there for awhile until Lauren mentioned it after she got out of the shower. When Lauren came out of the bathroom dripping wet in nothing but a thin robe to fight the cold, Bo didn't even question why she needed another shower when she had just taken one a few hours before. It was hard to keep her hands to herself, but she eventually decided that was silly. Lauren had obviously come in wearing nothing but a robe because she wanted it, too. Her wife didn't genuinely protest when Bo tackled her back onto the bed and had her way with her before they got up to really get ready for the night.

Bo had dressed in her tight jeans and blue plaid shirt that she had left at the farm. She wanted to move and look the part, so she even donned her boots and the cowboy hat Gram had given her before they walked out the door. The gift made Bo feel a whole lot better about the situation, and she knew she could stop avoiding Gram now. Kenzi followed her example with the fashion statement, wearing her own gothic version of farmer chic. She refused to wear a hat on top of her pink wig; Bo missed Kenzi's wigs.

Lauren looked out of place, though. The only things that her wife had at the farm were sweats and doctorly clothes. At least she didn't put on her white coat and stethoscope. Still, the white pristine dress shirt and pressed gray slacks were too professional for a honky tonk bar. Bo tried to persuade Lauren to take something from her side of the closet, but the woman just smiled at her politely and continued ironing her socks. She even tried to talk Lauren into just forgetting the dress shirt and going in the white tank top she wore, but it was a little too cold for that. Bo couldn't argue her logic.

Bo was not surprised when Lauren tried to stay seated against the wall instead of going to join her and Kenzi on the dance floor. For the first half hour, Bo allowed it. Lauren would come to her eventually; she knew her wife was a great dancer. She knew Lauren would get jealous enough of the other patrons she accepted slow dances from. Normally, Bo would have taken the opportunity to feed from these people, but she wasn't even hungry. After last night, there was no way she could be anything but stuffed. It made her attempts to be completely monogamous to her wife easy, even succubus wise.

Kenzi had gotten better at line dancing, too, though it was still hilarious to watch. Bo was glad that her best friend was relaxed and having so much fun, even if she did sneak off the dance floor with Bo after that allotted half hour so that she could call Gram and check on Alexie. It was the first time she had really left him alone with somebody else for so long. Bo knew her friend's anxiety was not because of whose care Alexie was left in so much as it was Kenzi's own separation anxiety.

Bo came to playfully slap Lauren's leg that was propped up on the couch so that her wife would move it and allow her to sit beside her. The doctor did not give her a doctorly gaze. Bo loved it when Lauren openly ogled her in public like this. The woman didn't move her leg but did lift it so that Bo could sit under it, which she happily did. Before Bo had a chance to pull her wife in for a very public makeout session, Kenzi came back to the table. The young girl was still cockblocking after two years. Bo couldn't help but smile at her.

"So…they have a mechanical bull contest, and I signed up your girl here." Kenzi nonchalantly hitched her thumb in Lauren's direction while taking a tequila shot.

"What? No way." Lauren was shocked and protesting, but Bo found she wanted to actually see that happen. She knew she would help Kenzi convince Lauren to do it, even if it meant she had to be impaled in the stomach by another bul herselfl, even if this one was mechanical. It would be worth it to see the always calm and collected woman let loose completely. She would have no choice if she expected to stay on that bull.

"Yes way." While Kenzi was pregnant, she tried to live vicariously through Lauren of all people. This was not surprising that the young girl tried to get the woman to do crazy things. It was funny to watch them bicker until Lauren would give in and do the random things. Bo still remembered when she walked into the Dal one night to find Lauren had reluctantly agreed to karaoke on a duet with Kenzi to Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody." Her wife had a great voice, especially when she sang around the clubhouse when she thought noone was there, but she did not have the moves like a rock star. She was too stiff and uncomfortable looking, and Kenzi, try as she did, could not get Lauren to move around. It was surprising enough that she had managed to get Lauren on the stage at all, so Kenzi had eventually taken what she could get from the other woman and left her alone. "You will do this for me, Doctor."

"Do you know the health factors associated with riding a bull, mechanical or otherwise? Do you not remember Ferdinand making a shish kabob out of Bo?" Lauren was going to give in; Bo could sense it. She was just trying to fight it, even though she knew she would lose. "If I do this, you have to do the next wet tshirt contest at the Dal."

"Oh, in your dreams, Dr. Hotpants. It takes a lot more than a bluebird to shallow right to get past first base with me. You have to work for this." Kenzi pointed her finger up and down her body, leaning forward in her chair across from them. Lauren leaned forward to meet her.

"Are you sure you're not talking about your dreams?" Lauren arched an eyebrow, and Bo was curious at Kenzi's startled reaction. "Sure you don't want me on that bull for other reasons?"

"You wish." Kenzi leaned forward even further, eyes narrowed in mock hurt. "I told you that in confidence. Breaking the bro code? Not cool, man."

"You're the one trying to make your dreams come true." Lauren's eyebrow seemed permanently arched and challenging. Bo really loved after hours Lauren. She was playful, flirty, and adventurous; it was the perfect foil to her work persona.

"You try spending all night with underfae cows mooing outside your window. I think one was actually trying to serenade me a couple weeks ago." Kenzi leaned back, confident victory on her face. "Bo wasn't supposed to know. Remember that conversation about me wanting to keep my limbs, even if it was just a bad dream?"

"It was good, from what you told me." Lauren smirked again but leaned back against the couch. Now, Bo really wanted to know what was going on. She was too focused on keeping up with the conversation that she couldn't get a word in between them. Then again, this was what usually happened when they playfully bickered. There was no getting between them. Bo had tried once; pillows were used as projectile weapons, and their living room became a scene from a Dear Penthouse letter. "I swear, if you spray a bottle of champagne on me when I'm on there, I will never forgive you."

"I knew you'd cave. You're so easy." Kenzi took another shot before propping her boots up on the table in victory.

"Can I put in a vote for champage?" Bo had a clear image of Lauren riding the mechanical bull in slow motion, her body flailing and hair flipping wildly about her head, champagne soaking her white shirt. Bo couldn't stop her eyes from flashing blue. Kenzi actually was blushing and fidgeted in her seat a bit. She turned her attention back to Lauren, who was blushing, as well. "So, I take it Kenzi had a sex dream about you?"

"It wasn't a sex dream. It was just a…sexy dream." Kenzi rolled her eyes in amusement before pushing the last shot over to Lauren, who accepted the liquid courage with gusto. "You know what happens when you spend a lot of time with someone in close quarters. At least I've managed to avoid sexy dreams about you, which is even more surprising since you are literally a sex dream maker."

"I don't make sex dreams, Kenz." Bo rubbed her hands a little more seductively over Lauren's legs, pulsing her a bit to get her to relax. There were health risks involved with riding mechanical bulls; the doctor was not wrong. Bo didn't want her wife to get hurt just because she wouldn't loosen up. Plus, if she was getting laid again tonight, she needed Lauren to not be sore in certain places.

"Bo, my darling, you are everyone's wet dream." Kenzi smiled that evilly playful smirk that Bo loved. Her best friend really was a lot of fun. They fit so perfectly together as a team.

"Not yours, apparently." Bo chuckled in return as she continued to rub the muscles in Lauren's legs. There was no doubt she would probably be doing this for other reasons soon. Lauren just leaned against the couch and played with her thumb before biting it. It was one of the things she did when she was trying to hide her arousal.

"You're just jealous because I had a sexy dream about your woman and not you." Kenzi stood from her chair, and Bo immediately felt Lauren's panic. She looked around to see if there was any danger but could sense none. "Down, girl. I'm just getting Lauren to do this before she chicken shits out on me."

"Fine. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner I can hide my embarrassment." Lauren moved her legs from Bo's lap and took a deep breath to gather her resolve before standing and following Kenzi to the mechanical bull pit. Bo shook her head at the image of Lauren on the bull again and followed them to see the actual scene play out. She hoped it was as sexy as she was imagining.

The young fae girl, who didn't even look old enough to be in a bar, was struggling to hold on as she was bucked from the mechanical bull and landed on her feet like a cat. Leave it to the fae. Bo almost felt the contest was a little out of balance since they were allowing humans to compete against the fae. She felt there should be a separate category. Since Bo sensed that Lauren, Kenzi, and two of the guys with a group in the corner were the only humans tonight, she wanted to give her wife the best chance at winning. Lauren, for all her talents, never got to win things since her service to the fae. In the human world, the doctor would have already won dozens of prizes and grants for her medical breakthroughs and discoveries. The fae really did need to learn to appreciate what they had with Lauren as their doctor.

When Lauren's number was called, Kenzi hooped and hollered, fitting into the honky tonk atmosphere perfectly. The young girl always was good at blending; it was one of her talents. Kenzi could blend in and stick out at the same time.

Lauren, for her part, was doing great at physically masking her nervousness and discomfort at this idea as she walked into the pit and just eyed the bull as she unbuttoned her dress shirt.

"Lauren, hey! Baby, come here." Bo rarely called the woman by pet names; they made Lauren kind of uncomfortable in public, but this situation definitely called for one. Lauren walked over, the wooden fence post separating them. "Hey. I love you. Good luck."

"I'm not sure all the luck in the world can help me with this one." Lauren rolled her eyes playfully before allowing Bo to kiss her for some extra good luck and handing her the dress shirt. Bo smiled between the kiss and placed her new cowboy hat on Lauren's head. "It's been a while since I've tried this."

"Go tame the beast."

"Ladies, start your vajayjays." Kenzi was smiling as Lauren walked up to the bull and mounted it, wrapping her hand in the strap provided and gripping tightly before relaxing. Bo had to admit she looked natural, but it wasn't surprising she would know how to ride animals since her grandparents did own a farm.

"If she gets hurt, I'm killing you, you know that, right?" Bo didn't move her gaze from Lauren, knowing Kenzi was hypnotized by the scene, as well. Bo wasn't surprised to read the nervous energy in her best friend, though. Kenzi really was just trying to help Lauren have more fun and loosen up; she wasn't really trying to hurt or embarrass her. Well, maybe embarrass her a little. Kenzi was a little minx at times. Bo was surprised at the slight tinge of sexual energy in Kenzi from her gazing at Lauren.

Lauren held her other arm out for balance and nodded for the man behind the controls to start. Bo watched in slow motion, for sure, but it was mostly for concern than an actual appreciation for her girlfriend's toned body and exercised muscles going to work at keeping her on the bull. She could tell the gathered crowd was just as shocked that Lauren was doing such a good job, especially since she was human. It was an oddly sexual thing to witness. No doubt several, if not all, of the patrons in the bar tonight knew who Lauren was, which made it even more surprising that the doctor agreed to do this. Bo felt jealous that other people noticed her girlfriend's loose upper body, which was finally adorned in just a white tank top, and tight thighs pressed against the bull, her arm flailing to obviously control her balance. How was Lauren good at this?

When the ride ended, there was a slight applause and a lot of lust scatterd around the room, even from Kenzi. Lauren just hopped off the bull and bowed slightly to pick up the cowboy hat, which had flown off her head when she started.

"Wow." Kenzi let out a smooth breath. "Who knew? I think I might actually dig chicks."

"Kenzi, be careful." Bo looked around the room and waved her hand in front of her friend's face to bring her out of the trance. Her jealousy was definitely bubbling at her wife being ogled by the guys surrounding the area. The girls in the room were sending off jealous vibes of their own. A human besting them at riding a bull? They were not happy. "I think you and all of these guys…"

"Sort of hypnotized?" Kenzi went back to staring at Lauren, and Bo felt her eyes change.

"Yeah." She didn't mean to sound so jealous.

"Good for us." Kenzi comically shook her head to clear her thoughts. Bo was happy to sense the slight sexual vibes had diminished. She did look apologetic when she made eye contact with Bo again. "I mean, good for you. She is all yours."

"Hey, so…I have to admit. That was actually fun. Thank you, Kenzi." Lauren came back over to them and hopped the fence, her confidence showing in her body. She didn't even bother with grabbing the dress shirt back from Bo when she held it out for her to take. "I haven't done that since med school. I forgot how fun and stress relieving it could be."

"I shouldn't have that recurring dream anymore, either, so we both win." Kenzi blushed again. This time, Bo wasn't jealous. Lauren's confidence meant she was more touchy-feely, so she had her arms wrapped around Bo's torso. She must have sensed Bo's jealousy, so she was alleviating the problem by making her own claim on the succubus. "That, or it just made things worse."

"Wait, recurring? You've had this dream more than once?" Bo looked shocked, just now registering her friend's comment. "Should I be worried?"

"Close proximity, Bo. Mama's not gotten laid in a while, and her hormones just played Roller Coaster Tycoon through a pregnancy. I get a free pass for lust-dreaming on your girl." Kenzi playfully slapped Lauren's ass as she moved back to the bar area, smirk plastered on her face. Bo smiled in return and relaxed in her jealousy, feeling her eyes change back finally.

Lauren squeezed Bo closer to her within the embrace. "So, honestly, that made me a little…"

"You'd better not say sore. That doesn't fit with what I have planned for you after that little hypersexual exhibitionism." Bo arched a mock scolding eyebrow but couldn't hold her grin for long, especially when Lauren leaned in to kiss her lightly.

"I was going to say 'ready to go,' as in back home, where there is not an audience." Lauren leaned close, and Bo felt her hot breath tickling her ear and hair. "I plan on riding a different kind of animal."

"Um…let's get Kenzi and leave." Bo felt her succubus needs surface. She had fed lightly from Lauren and had sex before they got ready to curb both of their hungers before they went out. Bo was starting to feel a bit gluttonous from all of the feeding, and she was still technically full. Still, wild and crazy sex that had the potential of mimicking what she just witnessed her wife doing on that mechanical bull? Bo was definitely not one to pass up that opportunity.