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Pairings: Bo/Lauren Set directly after our story "Faery Tale", the fourth story in an AU plot line.
Rating: M (Contains scenes of violence, sexuality and nudity)
No Faete But What We Make: Part Two
By: The Rainbowwriters
It was with a certain amount of relief that Lauren pushed through the door that led into the Dal. It was odd how quickly the place had become to feel like home, even under the odd circumstances that had surrounded the necessity of it. The concept of home wasn't something Lauren had developed often, the compound or any apartment they leased to her or allowed her to stay in was always almost just an extension of work, and underlining of her position in life, or in the Fae world. It was never hers to mould or modify, and so making any of them a home had been hard, too hard to even try after a while. They were always comfortable and more than adequate, but not a home, not in definition that Lauren had grown up with in her head and heart. Yet in the time that she had spent curled up with Bo on an air mattress in the Dal just metres away from a recovering Kenzi, she had come the closest to that feeling than she had in the last five and a half years. Unbelievable maybe, but the truth none the less.
"Hey." Bo's soft voice greeted her almost instantly as the door closed behind her and almost on instinct Lauren turned and slide the three heavy bolts across the dead locks into place, having become used to being the last one in for the most part. She turned after doing this to see Bo moving towards her with a smile, obviously pleased to see her.
As the blonde usually did, she returned the smile with genuine feeling, and then glanced at the medical bed ready for whatever comment Kenzi was going to pass her way, only to see the empty. Her warm smile of greeting must have evaporated instantly as Bo was beside her with an extra fast hop and skip, sliding a warm hand into her own.
"She's okay." The succubus said quickly. "She's just out in the back, helping my grandfather with dinner." She explained wanting to alleviate any concern the blonde had as quickly as possible.
"Oh." Lauren blinked a little in surprise and looked up towards the propped open door to the private rooms beyond. "Well that's great." She added honestly. "As long as she remembered to keep her hand covered, she did remember to keep her..." She frowned again looking at the doorway intensely.
"Relax." Bo chuckled, sliding her hand up Lauren's arm to briefly rub at the blonde's shoulder. "We covered that. I put one of those extra dressings on it and then I strapped it up in a sling, she can't even use it." The succubus smiled at her lover tenderly. "You're wound up." She made the observation with a soft frown as they crossed to a booth that had unofficially become their relax together in the evening spot. "Tough day?" She added as she urged Lauren to sit down, taking a seat herself on the edge of the low coffee table in the area, picking up one of the blonde's still booted feet as soon as she sat down. "Tell me all about it." She added as she slid her hand a little up the bottom of dark dress pants, found the top of the dark brown boots Lauren was wearing and eased down the zipper.
"Mmmm." Lauren made the soft noise of relaxation as she leaned back into the long bench like couch, tipping her head back slightly to let her hair trail back off her shoulders. "Long story short, people chose today to start pushing the new Ash's buttons." The blonde began as Bo worked and removed both boots, then began to gently massage her feet. "And as he is the lovely Siren we all know and love he needed the occasional reminder that he had the upper hand." She tried to sum up what had indeed made the day so long and trying. "Add to that I am both his biggest problem, and is biggest possible asset right now, and it's been a long day." She admitted tipping her head back into a more neutral position to look at Bo. "They're pushing him to find a replacement for Kenzi." She added the detail that had brought an extra level of stress to her day. "They understand of course that she is sick, it's just that they need closure." She gave a tight smile remembering the words that the representative had used when he had delivered the 'unified message of the Elders' to Hale barely an hour before she was supposed to have left for the day, that had been three hours ago.
"And what did Hale say?" Bo's frown was enough to convey her utter disbelief and complete displeasure with what she was hearing, though she tried to make sure that her hands never stopped their gentle massage over Lauren's tired feet.
"He's taking his time to return to them with his 'considered Ash response'." Lauren actually smiled as she quoted the young looking Siren. "He might be new at this game, but he's picking up the rules rather well." She noted briefly running her hand across her brow, as if to push away more trace of tiredness that lingered around her from her time at the compound. "How was your day?" She looked again at her lover, this time with a smile.
"More stressful than you might imagine actually." Bo replied, gently resting Lauren's feet down onto the coffee table and then moving to sit down on the couch with her. The succubus' answer made the blonde frown again. "Don't frown." She shook her head smiling instantly. "Kenzi is feeling better." She began to explain, "Which in short mean Kenzi is beginning to get frustrated with four walls." She explained a little more. "And I don't know if my grandfather is ready for Robot Hookers." She grinned at her lover.
Lauren chuckled softly nodding slightly as the situation became a little clearer.
"But as the next stage of her recovery rests in the hands of an elusive Fae who has had to live the last few hundred years of her life in hiding because her entire strain of Fae were ordered dead in a Fae wide cull..." Bo continued her explanation her smile still bright as she watched the slightly entertained smile spread across Lauren's face. "I'm beginning to think it might be time to broaden a different old Fae's mind." She glanced at the door to the private rooms. "Really do you think he'd cope with the flat screen and the hookers?"
"It's not like they're real hookers, that is there aren't going to be lines of them pouring into the Dal day and night." Lauren pointed out with a growing smile. "Just remember to pack her headphones." She offered her lover the tip as she leaned the short distance between them to kiss Bo's cheek.
The succubus didn't let her pull back, putting her hands up to cup both of Lauren's cheeks and hold her in place, so she could make the next a mouth to mouth one, far more passionate than the initial tender peck had been. Eventually Bo released her loose grip and Lauren eased back into her place, taking a deep breath, a slightly pink tinge to her cheeks, a bright smile on her face.
"I just wish Thistle had left us a way to contact her." Bo continued her lament about the situation. "You know a card, or a phone number. Or I don't know something more Fae, a bell? A whistle? A Thistle whistle."
Lauren gave her lover a brief 'Really?' look and then smiled, as she was once again gently amused and touch by exactly how little Bo knew or understood about the world she was a part of.
"She's not a dog Bo." The blonde reached out and slid her hand onto the succubus' knee. "Thistle will come back when she is ready to come back, now whether that is when Kenzi is ready, or it's when she is ready I can't say. I just know about Fae like her, she will be here when it is time and not a moment before." The blonde spoke with utter conviction. "Until then, you just have to keep your slightly ADHD friend busy." She smiled even more and slid her hand a little higher up Bo's thigh.
"I'm getting the TV and the hookers." Bo made the decision easily, turning more in the seat so that Lauren's hand was at a more natural angle for the blonde. "And we're moving the mattress into the cask room."
Lauren quirked her eyebrow at the brunette.
"I am sick of being quiet." She grinned brightly, "One of the best things about making love to you is hearing you scream my name." Pulling on the hand on her leg, Bo drew Lauren closer and pulled her into her arms. "If she's better enough to blow the heads of robot hookers, she can sleep through the night." The succubus buried her face into blonde hair that pooled at Lauren's neck. "And I can keep you up all through it." She added wickedly, kissing the soft warm skin just below the blonde's ear, lightly grazing her teeth against it. "You get changed into comfy at home clothes, I'll move the bed."
With a wink Bo eased back, kissed Lauren briefly on the lips and then jogged off towards the air mattress.
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"So Lauren..." Kenzi looked at the blonde over the small round dinner table that they were sat at along with Trick and Bo, all of them enjoying large bowls of spaghetti and meatballs, with garlic bread. The blonde looked up from her meal towards the raven haired younger woman with a curious smile. "Harpies." She said the word, her blue eyes bright with curiosity. "I've got the oh so 'Fae' take on them from Trickster here, but what have you got to say about them?"
"Harpies?" A frown of confusion passed across Lauren's face as she paused before lifting another fork full of pasta to her mouth. "Why the sudden interest in Harpies?" She glanced around the small table.
"She's being nosey." Bo's eyes looked at Kenzi for a moment, wishing now she'd remembered to talk to Lauren about the developments regarding the wolf in private. "Dyson has been given the clear to start work tomorrow and he has been assigned a new partner, who is a Harpy." She kept her eyes on the blonde trying to gauge the subtleties in her reaction.
For a fraction of a second the blonde's eyes went wide at the idea that Dyson was cleared for duty, the added dimension of that meaning that he could now, and indeed probably would now be showing up at the compound and in that lab any time, without warning or preempt dawned on her. The thought made something inside her seize and for a millisecond panic before she just pushed through it in that 'Lauren' way.
"They're fascinating Fae." She looked back at Kenzi in particular. "One of the oldest of the 'basic' Fae and by that I mean ones that fall below status like..." Brown eyes panned briefly over to Trick.
"Did you see that look Poppa T, that was the Doc's way of giving you a compliment, you're not a basic Fae." Kenzi teased playfully.
"There is nothing wrong with being a basic Fae." Trick corrected softly, also having watched the doctor's reaction to the news about Dyson.
"I didn't realize there were like levels." The succubus was honest as she reached for another slice of cheese covered garlic bread.
"It is not so much levels Bo, but classification based on the rarity of a Fae's power set." Trick continued to explain as he expertly swirled some spaghetti against a spoon with his fork.
"And what that given Fae feeds upon and how." Lauren added helpfully. "A Blood Mage with their extraordinary abilities and for example a mermaid are not comparable."
"Exactly Lauren." Trick gave a nod of agreement to the blonde. "Within the family of every type of Fae, there are differences in expression of their abilities as well."
"Oh, like Hale's siren cousin who is tone deaf?" Kenzi put in remembering the comment that the Siren had made once.
"In a way, yes." Trick had to acknowledge some truth in her statement. "Within the Sirens there are those whose tones can barely charm one, while others have been known to be able to charm entire ships from great distances. Every Fae, while defined by their type and feeding habits, is unique in the level of their power."
"So where does Bo fall on the Succubus scale?" Kenzi grinned and poked her best friend's shin under the table with her sock covered foot.
Trick's eyes went to his linger on his granddaughter, who cast a playful glare at Kenzi.
"She's..." Lauren paused her eyes moving to look at Bo. "Unique." The trace of a smile graced the blonde's lips for a moment, "But then I'm biased." She looked back at her bowl of spaghetti, her smile broadening slightly.
"I'm the unaligned, I think that is enough of a label." Bo used her foot to poke Kenzi back, the simple fact that her best friend was well enough to be teasing her a blessing after all she'd gone through.
"Whatev'z." Kenzi shrugged her shoulders and shovelled an oversized meatball into her mouth. "Now, back to Harpies." She pointed her fork at Lauren. "Trick says no wings, is he lying?"
"No, Harpies do not have wings. The myth is founded in ancient armour they wore on their arms that gave them the appearance of having wings." Lauren unknowingly reiterated the same reasoning Trick had given.
"Back to the flipping condor crap?" The younger woman looked severely disappointed. "So this bird, pun totally intended by the way, isn't gonna have wings, isn't gonna have claws, isn't going to be hideously skanky and ugly and isn't gonna have a beak." She sat back a little in her chair and stole Bo's half eaten garlic bread, munching on it instantly. "Is her nose even going to be bigger than average?"
"I don't know about her nose." Lauren gave a soft shrug. "But I can assure you she won't have any of the other bird characteristics you mentioned. She will however be strong and agile, and of course have the ability to look into people's thoughts, which I think is the most fascinating of their traits. It has led to them being persecuted by some, revered by others and often resulted in them being kept in many Fae households."
"Will she be able to like read everything?" Kenzi scrunched her nose up, her eyes half closing as she looked at Lauren. "Or just big ones?"
"It will depend on her personal abilities but the ability to read all thoughts is a very rare. It is most likely that she is able to get glimpses into thoughts, perhaps even focus her own mind and pick out some specific thoughts but normally the ability allows the Harpy to gleam insight into another Fae's thoughts at specific moments in time during interactions. Often there abilities are even more effective on humans, but it is still does not give them a completely clear picture of all thoughts." Lauren tried to explain the concept better to Kenzi.
"Fae with the ability to read all thoughts and memories are almost always driven mad by the ability." Trick added with a soft frown.
"Well that sucks." Bo summed up succinctly with a wince of empathy.
"Yes." Lauren glanced across the table at her with a brief frown of her own. "It's actually quite tragic." She said, the level of sadness in her tone typically Lauren, she never was one to be able to stand the idea of anything suffering unnecessarily.
"And suddenly this got depressing." Kenzi frowned too, mainly because she really hadn't wanted over dinner chat to go to a bad place. "Which it so shouldn't because hello, the one armed wonder is up, out of bed and eating." She motioned to herself with a bright smile.
"Which is fabulous." Bo instantly brightened too as she looked at her best friend. "And you make a great spaghetti, who knew?" She added tucking into another healthy fork full.
"Yeah well that might not have been you know, all me." Kenzi picked up her abandoned fork and chased a meatball around her plate a little.
"As a chef's assistant she was very helpful." Trick gave her a soft smile, knowing she'd done little more then watch him and taste test whenever he would let her but considering the state she had been in so recently he had been more than pleased with the effort.
"Helpful enough to warrant a reward?" Bo asked looking at her grandfather with a smile.
"Most definitely, which is why I have apple cobbler for dessert." Trick smiled back at her, knowing that the recipe was one of his granddaughter's favourites.
"Actually." Bo took a slight breath. "I was thinking." She glanced briefly at Lauren and then at Kenzi before looking back at the older Fae. "Of going to the club house and maybe picking up the TV and your game console." She looked back at her bestie to see blue eyes sparkling in joy at just the mention of her beloved gadgets.
"Television and video games? Hells yes!" Kenzi's grin was unmistakably full of excitement. "No offence Poppa Trick but the fact your bar has no television is bizarre."
"It is how I like it." Trick explained shaking his head at her. "But as long as you can assure me it will be leaving again when Kenzi is able to go home, I don't see any reason to object." His approval making Bo smile at her best friend.
"I even cleared it with your doctor, who also agreed that something to entertain you would be a good thing." The succubus' smile increased as Kenzi literally bounced on her chair.
"This is the best day I've had since..." The younger woman enthused. "Whenever." She added slightly lamely. "Are you planning on going after dinner?" She pushed.
"Yes, that was my plan." Bo had to give a soft laugh as she finished off her last meatball. "I thought that while I'm gone it gives Lauren time to do all the usual medical checks, so that by the time its all ready you'll be ready."
"You have to promise you will be sensible, your hand is healing but you need to be careful with it." Lauren pointed out her proviso. "I will dress it slightly differently to give it more padding and protection, but just don't over do it." She stressed softly.
"I won't I promise." Kenzi put her fingers up in an oath. "I swear." She added before looking at Trick with a beaming smile. "Time for cobbler Grandpa."
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Bo came into the cask room, where the air mattress she'd been sharing with Lauren had been moved, shaking her head with a laugh at her best friend. The younger woman was already happily playing video games, the large flat screen positioned at the end of her bed for optimal line of sight. The small sign of normalcy gave her a feeling of hope for the future, even if they had no idea when the Harvester would be back to finish the job and make Kenzi completely safe again after the ordeal.
She was rather surprised by the set up that greeted her. The usually rather stark old room that was filled with large oak casks, that held different on tap beers really had nothing else in it, and was somewhat poorly lit, but right now it looked quite different. Obviously in her absence certain 'changes' had been made to it. Strings of white Christmas lights had been draped above and between casks, filling the room with a twinkling mass of white light, that almost looked like stars against the dark wooden ceiling.
The air mattress had been moved slightly from where Bo had just put it close to the door, to rest against one of the side of the row of casks, with two smaller barrels put up along each side of it to serve as bedside tables. Each one held a small oil lamp and a glass of water, 'Lauren's' side had her alarm clock. The sheets on the bed were changed and there was a different, slightly thicker comforter on the mattress, the temperature in the cask room slightly cooler than in the main bar.
What was missing however was the blonde and as lovely as the newly 'home-ified' cask room was, it was Lauren that Bo was really looking for. She was about to turn and slip out again, when the door opened behind her and the doctor slipped inside, already dressed in light pyjamas, and her soft cotton robe.
"Someone back there is happy." The blonde said softly as she closed the door.
"She is, I give her an hour before the adrenaline runs out and she's asleep." Bo watched the blonde move further in, her lips curling up into an appreciative smile. "I like what you've done to the place."
"I had help, well direction." Lauren amended her statement with a smile. "I won't tell you the name she's given to the room."
"I'm not even going to try to guess." Bo laughed lightly knowing Kenzi could come up with some dodgy labels.
"The Sparkly Sex Shack." Lauren arched her eyebrow slightly, a slightly pinkish tint colouring her high cheeks.
"I'm sorry, she doesn't know when to turn it off some times." Bo shook her head. "Though fundamentally..." She moved closer to Lauren and reached to run her thumb over the hint of colour. "I like it."
"Her comment to me at the door was 'Over dressed much'." The blonde instantly relaxed from the embarrassment and breathed out as Bo drew closer.
"I think you look beautiful, I can't wait to peel everything off you though if I'm honest but unwrapping a present was always one of the best parts to me." Bo let her hand slide up into blonde hair before she leaned forward to kiss her lightly.
Lauren kissed Bo back loving the softness of the lips on her own, and the feeling of strong but careful positioned fingers that slid into her hair.
"I bet you were an adorable child." She whispered the words onto the succubus' lips, "I can picture you now on Christmas morning, crossed legged on the floor surrounded by Christmas wrap."
"I used to annoy my cousins because I didn't just shred it off as quickly as possible and move onto the next one." Bo admitted slipping her other hand to play with the loose knot in the tie around Lauren's waist. "I liked to go slow." She pulled one end gently and began to undo it.
"Really, you didn't just rip it all off carelessly?" The blonde half closed her eyes and moved her head back and forth ever so slightly so that her blonde locks slid over and between Bo's fingers as the movement made the succubus' hand that she kept still against the side of Lauren's head massage her skull lightly.
"Sometimes, which method do you think is better?" Bo put more pressure into her fingertips, as always loving the feel of Lauren's hair. It was one of those little guilty pleasures she had.
"There is a time and a place for both, I like slow too, I used to peel off the tape, take so long." She drew out the word so with a soft almost purr to her voice. "I liked to see my present a little at a time, so I could spend time thinking about how I was going to enjoy it, thinking about all the different things I was going to do with it." She continued her voice staying low and thick.
"Mmmm I like the idea of that." Bo purred the words back as she slipped both her hands to Lauren's shoulders, pressing the robe back off the blonde before letting both of her hands move to the blonde's neck massaging the muscles there. As she did she moved her head down so she could press her mouth to Lauren's throat, peppering the skin with kisses.
"Don't you need to go and say goodnight to your Grandfather?" Lauren didn't want to stop the very enjoyable attention she was receiving from her lover but she knew that if things were going the way they both obviously wanted, there was very little chance either of them would be leaving the cask room before the older Fae or Kenzi for that matter turned in for the night.
"I said goodnight before he went downstairs to his rooms." Bo explained in between more kisses, letting them trail up towards Lauren's ear as her hands moved down the material covering the blonde's back.
Lauren leaned body back a little into Bo's hands, her eyes closing a little more tightly as the pleasure she was experiencing notched up a level, with the worry of Bo having to leave her mid something being removed.
"Have I told you how it feels when you touch me, how you take my breath away with the simplest touch, the briefest of movements." The blonde breathed out, her voice heavy with arousal.
"No, continue... I love the sound of your voice..." Bo let her lips close around the blonde's earlobe and sucked lightly. "Especially when you're aroused." She whispered finishing the sentence finally.
"Your touch has always been special, different..." Lauren gave a soft moan at the end of her words as Bo's hands slid down her back to where the material ended, pausing only briefly before the succubus pressed her hands up under the soft cotton onto warm skin. "But since..." She paused again, her body arching slightly as Bo's finger tips actually touched her back. "Since using your Great Grandparents' gift, or maybe even before then, after the Garuda, it's like when you touch me, you..." She arched harder as Bo slid her hand up her spine in a long graceful stroke. "You have only ever touched me, will only ever touch me." Lauren hoped she was making some sense as pleasure sparked through her making her ache and loose some of her usually sharp focus.
"That's because my hands were made to touch you." Bo words were punctuated by her mouth coming back around to press against Lauren's, the kiss slow and deep almost trying to convey for the succubus how true she believed her own words to be. Now that Lauren had drawn a spotlight to it, she knew the blonde was right, there had been a change in the feeling of the interactions between them since the Garuda. A change that was hallmarked by an increase of intensity, a deepening of the echo of desire inside her that literally could make her shiver with pleasure sometimes from only the simplest interaction. Added to that was her new found ability not only to read the sexual energy coming from the blonde but to pinpoint minute changes within it on a moment to moment basis. At a time like this it underlined to her that the sweep of her fingers down Lauren's spine was causing flares of pleasure to overtake the blonde in ways she wouldn't have imagined. "I was made to love you." She admitted letting her fingernails trail down the same route.
"Bo." Lauren moaned the succubus name as she arched against her pressed her hips against the brunette. "Take me, make me scream your name over and over until I fall breathless into your arms."
The nearly buckling bolt of pleasure that flashed through the succubus would have threatened to put her on her knees if it wasn't for the idea of doing exactly what Lauren had asked of her. In reaction her lips found the blonde's again, their kiss this time instantly red hot and a little desperate as she pulled their bodies harder together.
Still kissing each other whenever possible, the Succubus pushed the blonde's pj top up off Lauren's body before peeling her own top off and making quick work of shedding her bra. As they pressed into another kiss, the new feeling of their breasts crushing into one another made them both moan against each other. Remembering that their standing position wasn't necessary, Bo guided Lauren over and down onto the air mattress, reaching to pull the loose cotton pants off the blonde's body before she peeled off her leathers and moved down to join her again.
Surveying her lover's now completely naked body, Bo moved so that she could close her lips over Lauren's belly button. Feeling the instant arch of Lauren's body upwards, she let her mouth make a line of kisses first downwards until the blonde's hips were off the mattress and then she changed direction heading back upwards.
She only veered from the centre line of Lauren's abdomen when she reached the valley between the blonde's breasts. Her hands coming up to the outside of each breast, pushing them inwards so that with only a slight movement she could trace her tongue first around one nipple and then the other before repeating the process.
Lauren opened her mouth to say something to the passionate succubus but all that came out was a pleasure filled groan followed by a hip flex as she tried to find her lover's body to press against to ease the ever building ache at her core.
Sensing the need, Bo moved her body to settle in between the blonde's legs, though her mouth and tongue continued to play back and forth before she finally closed her lips around one straining nipple and sucked harder. She let her hips press back against her lover's upwards thrusts, the thin mattress of air between them buckling and bending to offer little help in getting Lauren the friction she wanted.
Of course Bo was fully using this fact to her advantage, keeping the nipple she'd captured held tight between her lips as she pulled back her head a little before pressing her mouth forward with her hips to take as much of Lauren's breast into her mouth as she could. There was just something about the taste of the blonde's skin that made her continue to greedily switch from one breast to the other. When she felt Lauren's legs close around her body, locking her in place it was clear that her lover was enjoying the intense attention she was paying to her breasts.
Instantly Bo made the decision that she wasn't going to take her lips away from their current task until either Lauren asked her to do something else, or it simply seemed the blonde couldn't take anymore, after all they had the privacy to do exactly what they wanted and the time to enjoy every minute.
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