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Kenzi and Gunner pulled into the parking lot of the Fort. There had not been much talk on the way back as Gunner's history and Kenzi's memories were weighing too heavily to allow for much more than a comment here and there. Pulling up to the parking area near the garage doors, the quiet couple worked to get Kenzi's van situated. Gunner left her standing near the busted up vehicle as he moved off to park the trailer in its storage area and parked Cook's truck in front of Lauren's hut.
Kenzi ran a hand down the side of the van and said her silent apologies to Massimo for the damage the wreck had caused his pride and joy. Moving around the back, she placed her hand on the door latch and felt the tingle of magic on her skin. Worried for a moment she would be blocked by the Colonel's charms she was pleased when a familiar click and release sounded and with just a bit more effort than normal Kenzi pulled open the doors of her home for the last year. There was surprisingly little mess. The cage storage had done its job, the doors remained closed while the various items had just been tossed around in their little compartments. It would be short work to gather everything up in boxes for transfer. Turning to look at the other side of the van, the worst of Kenzi's fears was alleviated as she saw her weapons unharmed and securely fastened to the metal of the van.
"Come to momma," she laughed as she grabbed for her sword. Half expecting the grip to bite her hand as a reprimand for the rough treatment, instead Kenzi was pleased to find it warm and ready for the next fight. Pulling the sheath from its place she covered the blade carefully and then made to retrieve the other weapons hanging on the side of the van. With all the pointy metal objects placed near the opening. Kenzi looked over what had been her sleeping area. She found it was rather ironic that the items most damaged in the wreck were her personal belongings. It was a reflection of how her life had been for some time. She was pulling pictures from the roof when she heard footsteps approach. "I'm in here," yelled Kenzi.
"Need any help?" asked Gunner sounding more like his old self then the old fae overlooking the valley forced to relive his tragic family history. His head poked around the end of the van and he grimaced at the interior of the van. Looks like Kenzi had been living in all work and no play mode for quite some time. He saw the neatly organized pile of weapons and was naturally drawn to them.
"Yeah, I'm just picking up a few things. I have some…" Kenzi turned to look and then yelled, "Gunner don't touch that." But it was too late he had her sword in his hand and was pulling it from the sheath. "Oh God, Gunner are you okay. Is your hand burned?" Kenzi blanched when she saw tears running down the man's face. "Gunner?"
Kenzi watched as he held the sword to his lips and whispered. "Sol." The blade glowed with that wonderful strange hot power. Gunner moved the sword through a series of slashing motions and then brought it to his lips again and said, "Luna." The flash of steel returned and Gunner rolled the blade again. He then laughed and whispered to the blade, "Ferrum." The luster of the steel faded and a dark grey crawled up the blade. Gunner touched the flat the blade to his forehead and closed his eyes. Kenzi made a gasping sound which made Gunner jump.
"I'm sorry," Kenzi felt that she had just interrupted something so sacred but the third blade type was a shock as was Gunner's reaction to the blade. The word Ferrum meant iron and Gunner was a half fae, by touching it to his skin she thought he would have been badly burned. He wasn't but it didn't mean he wasn't experiencing pain.
Gunner looked at Kenzi as if having to remember who she was. "Really I am sorry," Swallowing hard, Kenzi didn't know why she was apologizing but it just felt like something needed to be said. Moving quickly out of the van, Kenzi began to walk towards the garage not knowing what else to do.
"Kenzi wait," said Gunner, his voice full of emotion but the words were clear. He whispered to the blade, "Luna," and the shine of the steel flashed once again. In a voice too quiet for Kenzi to make out, he spoke to the blade again, then placed the sword in its sheath and held it out to Kenzi. She walked back and took the weapon. Gunner reached out quickly and placed a hand over hers before she could move away. "I don't know how you came by this," he saw she was going to tell him but he continued quickly, "You two have found each other and I couldn't be happier." Kenzi looked at him confused as she pulled the weapon to her. Gunner still held Kenzi's hand and then with a light tug he started them walking towards his truck.
"Gunner I was given this…" Kenzi felt she had to say something. He shot her a look that said he already knew what she was going to say. "By a man named Trick. He had it in a collection and he traded it for my sword when I went to rescue Bo from a master vampire." Gunner snorted a laugh and just shook his head. "Trick was once called the Blood King." Gunner stopped for a moment and then just continued walking.
Reaching his vehicle, Gunner pulled the door open and then reached under the seat. He pulled out a sword and a sheath. Pulling the blade out he held it for Kenzi to see. It was the twin to the one her hand. She looked at the man wanting the rest of the story. Gunner smiled, "My mother and I made these weapons long ago." Kenzi stared at him. "She knew I was gifted with a long life but not the powers of a full fae. Taking after my grandfather more than Lila, she was an exceptional metal smith. She saw some of those traits in me and taught me how to work metal. I think she was worried I would not be able to see myself safely through the years without protection. She was also wanted to make sure I had a skill so I could make a living. Moms huh, go figure." He smiled.
After a pause he said, "We each created three separate rough blades. A powerful shaman, who happened to be her best friend and my godfather," Gunner smiled as Kenzi pictured Cappy. "She had him incorporate charms into each of the blades. We then folded the metals to create our swords." He stepped back and rolled the blade and grinned as the sunlight flashed off the blade.
"Cook called the stone for the grips." said Gunner. "In the end, we both had a sword of sun, steel and iron."
"A weapon to fight vampires, humans and fae." said Kenzi as she considered the blade forms. Gunner nodded. Kenzi said quietly, "This was taken from you when the fae council came." Kenzi cursed a line of Russian curse words and then held her blade out. "You or Lila or the Colonel… you should have this back." Gunner shook his head and pushed the blade back to Kenzi.
"No, I believe my mother would have been happy for you to have it." He stepped forward invading Kenzi's space and looked her right in the eyes. In a tender voice he said, "Remind me to tell you the names of these blades sometime." He pulled back just a bit and then walked by her gently brushing his arm along her side. Kenzi said nothing but looked over her shoulder watching him walk to the shop.
Making it into the apartment Gunner and a short time later Kenzi found the crew in deep discussion over the dining room table. Seeing Kenzi heading straight to the bedroom, Lila called her back. "Bo and Lauren are having a talk. They moved to the workshop safe room for some privacy." The cupid was beaming. There was no possible way for a fae to look more pleased.
Kenzi raised an eyebrow at the idea of Bo and Lauren having just a talk in a secluded room. "Right, it's good to talk." At that Lila raised an eyebrow and grinned. Kenzi stopped, thinking about the doctor's condition last time she saw her, "Is Lauren feeling well enough to… uh…for talking?" She added awkwardly. Cappy, who was looking at something spread out on the table, raised a thumbs up and then did a fist pound with Cook who was also elbows deep in paperwork. Kenzi snorted a laugh and then moved to get something to eat. "Food?" she asked the collected group and then made a mental list of the shouted orders.
Returning to the table with three bagels, a bowl of chips, two glasses of water, an ice tea, the whiskey bottle and two glasses, Kenzi asked, "Okay spill. What the plan?" as she pulled up a chair.
Cook's pulled Kenzi's chair next to him and tapped hard on a pile of papers in front of him. "Maps of hiding locations, my dear, places where those buggers you were chasing could be hiding." The stoneling took the two empty glasses and put one in front of himself and the other in front of Kenzi. Pouring a healthy shot into each container, he capped the bottle of whiskey as he continued. "We have had this happen before, small groups of vampire on the run come seeking sanctuary. They have been fed this line of bull that masters will be waiting for them and they will once again be part of a swarm."
"Truth of the matter is that we have not had a true master vampire in this area for hundreds of years. Their prey for lack of a better word is deficient here. With the vast human population and the growing fae communities on the coasts the hunting is better elsewhere. Most will move on after a time, we watch them and if they make a move on us or the human population we stop them." said the Colonel between bites of bagel.
"By stopping them," added Gunner after a chip or two, "He means ending their miserable little lives. The life span of any vamp, master or swarm, is unusually short in this neck of the woods." It was a strange comment from the easy going man. Lila reached out to touch him but he pulled back. A look shot around the table and the Colonel cleared his throat. Gunner sighed and then made a quiet apology to his grandmother. Lila did not attempt to touch him again.
"There can't be that many left, if Lauren and Roger took care of five, at the most there are three or four left. Of course this is all predicated on the vampires being the ones I was tracking." Said Kenzi she reached for her glass and took a sip of the smooth alcohol. She smiled as Cook was quick to do the same.
"The swarm you are hunting, do you have any idea of how many members remain on the run?" asked Cappy, the strategist coming to the forefront.
Kenzi has thought about this nonstop for months now. "I wish I had a better answer. My hunt was delayed as I was held for about twelve hours in fae jail before I could return to the lair. When I burned the sucker out there had been time for who knows how many to escape. I only found the remains of about thirty of the swarm when I checked it out." She swallowed hard, just saying it out loud like this was difficult. Her mission of vengeance didn't sound so noble in this light. Shaking it off as she remembered the trapped thrall in the caverns that ran for their lives when she had released them, Kenzi continued, "I caught up with three small swarms groups, like this one, early on. I was able to take care of them with some the tools I stored in the van. Right before I jumped on the trail of this bunch, I helped a group of shifters in the everglades take down a group of fifty."
"Just on that count we're looking at around a hundred," said Cappy and concerned looks shot around the room. "That is a large number of swarm in itself."
"Hey Kenzi just could have killed them all already," said Gunner sharply. She couldn't help it, Kenzi winced. "The few mutts running around here is all that is left. I say we jump in the trucks and hit the hill for a little seek and destroy mission."
"Enough Gunner," snapped Lila. "Think for a moment before you take this so lightly."
Gunner made a sound that was basically a snarl. The members of the table shifted to fae form as one. Kenzi let out a squeak of alarm. "Gunner you are forgetting yourself." said the Colonel as he stood. The younger man was grinding his teeth together and fighting for control. The human wasn't a shifter or anything but after five hundred years the human could call on a berserker rage that was truly impressive or terrifying depending on your point of view.
The tension in the room grew exponentially. There was a hurt defiance in Gunner's eyes that Kenzi recognized and understood completely. It was the same look she had seen in the mirror for a year. Before anyone could stop her, Kenzi stood quickly, walked over and threw her arms around the man before he could react. She had been seeking revenge for a year, he had been looking for revenge for hundreds more. The cost of such a quest was written across that handsome face.
"Yeah," she whispered, "Losing Roger, Lauren's injuries, telling me your history, finding your mom's sword, planning to hunt vampire again, I get it." Kenzi pressed herself into Gunner's chest. She could feel his heart pounding. "I get it. Today has been nothing sadness, stress and a trip through memory hell." She felt him put strong hands on her hips to push her away but she squeezed tight. "You are not alone in this." she whispered again and tightened her grip. He would have a hell of a time getting her off him. She felt the hands move to her back and then hug her back.
The young couple could not see the rest but they had returned to their seats. Lila felt the Colonel's hand grab hers. The cupid looked at the rest of the group with a half grin. Cappy gave another thumbs up and went back to the maps till the discussion could start up again. Cook finished his and Kenzi's drinks then poured a couple more. With the additional information the girl had provided this planning session was going to go late into the night.
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"Where the hell is she?" yelled Trick through the phone. Dyson didn't even try to reply. "Damn it Dyson. She left the Dal and now won't answer her phone. I have been summoned to help Hale settle something with the lead council and I wanted to take her with me. She needs to be prepped to make a good impression. Find Bo now!" There was a click and the phone went dead. The wolf fell back on the bed with a groan. There was a ring on the far bed stand. "Don't answer that." He growled. Tamsin sat up and shot him a hard look as she pulled the sheet up and rolled over on her stomach to reach for the small device. "You pick that up and I will make you pay." Dyson warned with a rumble to his voice.
"Hey Trick," said Tamsin with a look back at the handsome man that told him to get over it. Trick was responsible for her quick return from Valhalla, the least she could do was answer his phone calls. She felt the shift in the bed but she ignored it. It was a mistake.
"Tamsin do you have any idea were Bo ran off too. She is not answering her calls and I am worried about her." There was a tinge of truth to that statement but even as weakened as her fae powers were she tasted his anger. He wanted Bo under his thumb and she was not cooperating. Holding to her promise not to mention Lauren's call or Bo's plans to find her, Tamsin covered.
"Ah No Trick I DON'T…" the Valkyrie felt Dyson's weight fall across her lower legs and then the startling cold of an ice cube on the back of her knees, "KNOW where she is." She tried to control her voice but Dyson was starting to drag the ice cube higher.
"Tamsin are you okay?" asked Trick.
Trying to wiggle free without making noise, Tamsin was forced to answer again. "Yeah sorry the phone's volume is doing crazy things ...I am going to kill you…," the valkyrie growled that last part low knowing that the wolf's ears would catch it. Tamsin let out a small gasp as the ice cube had now being pushed up under the sheet. Dyson was humming softly as he drew circles with the cold melting chunk just below the woman's perfect cheeks.
"I didn't catch that. What are you going to do?" Trick asked as Tamsin did not finish the sentence loud enough for him to hear. The woman tone made it sound like she was upset by something.
"Look for Bo, ok Trick, I am going to look for Bo. Have to run bye." she ground out between her teeth as she ended the called. Without the need to be quiet, Tamsin thrashed with all her might and Dyson lost his hold on her legs. With a laugh he held out his hands and gave her an 'I warned you' look with his oh so charming smile to back it up. It didn't help. When Tamsin caught him, and she would catch him, he would pay dearly.
It was several hours later when the battle and the make-up session finally finished raging that the twosome decided a trip out for dinner would be called for as there was now a lack of ice in the Dyson's place. They decided to avoid the Dal as Trick was really the last person they wanted to see. There was a place that Tamsin and Dyson both knew and would frequent when hiding from their various responsibilities. It was just over the line to dark fae territory but the barkeep was a bear shifter and considered Dyson a friend and no one knew that Tamsin's ties to the dark had been broken so both were welcome.
Steaks and whiskey on the rocks was what Tamsin ordered for the both of them. They downed the drinks in one shot and then exchanged a heated but amused look over the glasses of ice cubes. Dyson looked to the bar, catching Poppa's eye, the bear shifter returned the wolf's smile and sent a server over with a bottle. The steaks arrived and the couple enjoyed each other's company as they ate. There had been no question that Tamsin and Dyson would get together. The feelings that had been growing between the two were undeniable. The only question had been the when they would give in.
After Tamsin's return, they both had been pleasantly surprised the other was more than willing to move fast. Each of them were beings of action and both were sick of holding back and not acting on feelings of affection for the one they cared for. Bo had entered both their minds, they both wanted the succubus but there was so much drama and let's face it Bo really only wanted Lauren when it came right down to it. What was developing between Tamsin and Dyson was open, easy and educational as the earlier lesson on the uses of ice cubes had demonstrated.
The bar was getting crowded and Dyson and Tamsin were getting ready to leave when a group of four large individuals, three men and one woman, took a seat at the table directly behind them. The wolf and the valkyrie both recognized the group as Trollgres and more than likely bounty hunters.
"Crap," mumbled one of the Trollgres as they group sat down, he continued, "and I heard that succubus, Bo or whatever, has gone nuts. Alan probably found her with the Lewis woman and got his ass handed to him. Hell, Barry called us in as a group to help with the extraction. This is serious. I even heard the boss held a meeting with the council on this one. The lead council even pulled her into a private interview."
"What are you scared?" growled a woman's voice. The challenge in her voice was sharp. A group of Trollgres was never a good thing. Their species had a problem with territory and shows of dominance were not uncommon when groups got together. How the foursome was even managing to sit together at a bar was a feat in itself. The woman's tone did not bode well for a happy ending to the small get together.
There was a cracking noise and Poppa gave a yell from the bar. "Sorry Poppa, I'll pay for it." The Trollgre that had been talking shouted back. Then in a harsh whisper said, "Damn it Nancy. You and that smart mouth, I am not paying for that chair, you are picking up half the bill." The whole group snorted a laugh. As he pulled up another seat, Tamsin saw a server come and remove a chair with the arm rests snapped off.
"I am not scared of the women. I am scared of what will happen when the whole extraction group shows up. You know some asshole is going to try to take them down on his own and then all hell is going to break loose. I want my pay out for this." the man huffed.
There was a disgusted sound and then the largest of the group said, "Marty would you quit your whining. No one is screwing you out of your money. We go in take out the succubus and then grab Dr. Lewis. The paper work said something about multiple targets. It must be for both of them. This is a bunch of god damn bother for two little girls. I mean how hard can it be?"
There was another cracking noise and there was another yell from the bar. "Sorry Poppa, I'll pay for it." shouted the first guy. "Damn it Nancy, what the hell? Now we have to pay for a new table too. That bear gets too angry and we will be in pieces when he is done with us."
"So Mike you want to take on this little girl? Let's just see how easy it is to take down a powerful woman." Nancy growled and she started to stand up. There was deep rumbling snarl from the big man.
"Shit, why do I even try to hang around with you guys?" said the third man in the group.
"We are family, and it is a good thing you are our cousin otherwise we would have kicked your ass ages ago Mark, so just shut the hell up." Nancy snapped. There was a third loud crack, another chair had just lost its arms. There was silence. A Trollgre whispered, "Oh shit." The roar that sounded from the bar was deafening. The Trollgres were on the run as a huge man-bear was crawling over the bar.
Where most of the bar patrons were watching the Trollgres shift and haul ass away from the pissed off bear shifter. Tamsin and Dyson were staring at each other. Had they really just heard all of that? A bounty hunter extraction team had found Lauren and, to Dyson's surprise, Bo was with her. They didn't say anything to each other but both nodded towards to the door. Dyson closed down their tab quickly and they made it to the door. Trying not to laugh, they step aside as Poppa came through the door with a very unhappy Marty in his clutches trying to plead his case.
Climbing in Tamsin's new truck they drove for a few blocks and pulled over fast. Tamsin and Dyson looked at each other for a moment and then Dyson said, "Spill it. What did Bo and you talk about when you followed her to the bathroom?" Tamsin looked away, hell it had just been a little more than twelve hours and she was already going to break Bo's trust again.
"You saw how she was acting at breakfast." said Tamsin glumly.
Dyson nodded, "Yeah she got a message and it upset her."
Tamsin nodded, "Well it was a message from Lauren." Dyson rolled his eyes then closed them. The valkyrie continued, "I saw how upset she was and I gave her a way to get to Lauren if she could find out her location." The blonde said it fast, she really hadn't done anything wrong but she expected Dyson to be mad at her.
After a moment he said, his tone more concerned than agitated, "Well, looks like Bo found her. These bounty hunters go to bring Lauren in and Bo is going to lose it." They both knew Bo's control wasn't anywhere near her normal self. It had been awkward for them to help her. She was special to both of them and they had done their best to step up and offer what the succubus needed but she refused their help. She had depended on other strong fae to meet her feeding needs. Dyson figured out quickly that Bo knew he and Tamsin had feelings for each other and she didn't want to cause problems. Bo feeding off others had been an issue for Lauren. He knew she wanted to spare them the pain she had gone through.
"Lauren should not be treated like a criminal." growled the wolf. "She was taken in by Taft but she didn't willingly or knowingly help him. Hell she signed the man's death warrant with the second set of DNA. I owe her."
Quietly Tamsin said, "And I owe Bo. I am the reason that bastard the Wanderer got a hold of her in the first place. We have to help them Dyson. Just us, Trick can't know."
Dyson smiled, "Trick is going to be really pissed when he finds out Bo went to Lauren." They both laughed. The barkeep was getting under their skin and just about everyone else's too. He had no real authority but with Hale as the Ash and Trick as his most trusted advisory the barkeep had been reintroduced to a position of power. Hale's new position had been a coup for the former Blood king. It was a fluke that Hale had found a way to become the Light Fae leader, but it was Trick's hand that kept him there. Hale was not a savvy politician, he was a kind hearted, straight shooter. With Trick's advice he had been able to recover from the missteps at his coronation and thrive. It was such a recovery that there was even talk of Trick taking a leadership role on the fae council. This wasn't a good thing. The wheeling and dealing of fae politics was intoxicating to the man and he had been totally swept away in the what could be. Hale as Ash was first, who knew what power position a fae as strong as Bo could climb to with his guidance.
"How do we find them?" asked Tamsin.
Dyson smiled, "Go back to the bar. Let's see if there is anything left of Marty to talk too."
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The bed was comfortable as was the feeling of holding Lauren in her arms yet Bo's mind was in a whirl. "Way to go succubus." she thought to herself. "At least you didn't do any damage to her physically." Bo panicked for a moment and then heard Lauren's easy breathing and relaxed. It had been heaven to make love to the doctor again. To lose herself in those feeling of bliss but she hadn't even given Lauren's words a second thought. She just watched the burning want laced through Lauren's aura and went with what she saw. They both wanted each other but the doctor being human had it's issues. Lauren was trying to face that and Bo was still just ignoring it. What she did know was that the doctor had melted into her and the idea of being there to protect her from any threat was just what Bo needed.
Lauren felt Bo tense and then relax. "My God," she thought, "what this woman does to me. I become complete mush when she holds me." Memories of the succubus talking control and allowing Lauren to feel safe and loved surged, she was sure that Bo would feel the change in her body temperature. If there was only some way to be all Bo needed, but if's weren't things Lauren liked. They always led to a then which was almost never something Lauren wanted to contemplate. Like if Bo needed more than a human, then Lauren would someday have to let Bo go. She shivered at the thought.
Bo's arm flexed just a little as she felt the tremor in the doctor. Lauren instinctually placed her hand on Bo's arm to let her know things were okay. The scarring from the bite marks was everywhere and Lauren let her fingers drift from ridge to depression. The doctor didn't know if she could handle knowing everything her lover had been put through. Her experience in the fae medical center had already given her an insight past what all the others had noticed. She would be there for Bo if she ever needed to talk.
Bo gently pulled her arm back after feeling Lauren's caress. It wasn't that she didn't want Lauren touching her scars. It was more to the fact that she didn't know how to handle something about those marks being so pleasurable. Bo rolled onto her back and was surprised to find that Lauren rolled with her and then right on top of her to kiss her and then look directly down into her face. "Well," said the doctor, "it's nice to see some things haven't changed." She lowered herself and let their bodies press together fully. "We do always find a way to have sex at the most interesting times and in the most interesting places." Bo giggled and wrapped her arms tightly around the doctor, kissing her fast. After sex small talk would take some of the edge off both their worries.
Holding tight Bo rolled and the women were looking at each other as they lay on their sides. "Well at least it wasn't me recovering from a near death experience this time. But I must say the gun thing was new. You have developed a tough edge, my beautiful doctor." Lauren looked pleased. Bo somehow knew the doctor would be happy at the comment. She narrowed her eyes and Lauren gave a laugh. Bo sighed, "Are you okay? I kinda…we moved pretty…"
"I'm okay Bo. Leave it up to me to run from the fae for a year only to end up living with them all over again. Whatever the charm was they used on me worked well, I am fully recovered." Lauren went to move but Bo did not let go and the doctor didn't fight it. "So Lila is a cupid, tell me about the others."
Bo said, "Cappy is the shaman and a damn good one by the way he fixed you up. The Colonel is a gremlin lord and Cook is a Stoneling. They have a hell of a story to tell."
"What about Gunner?" asked Lauren.
"He is the half fae." said Bo. "He is human except for long life and skills with metal."
Lauren started to roll away but again Bo would have none of it. The doctor groaned, "You know I should have figured it out. I just was so lonely. I met them and felt a touch of…" The last part came out softly. "home."
"A home that had been ripped away from you." said Bo. Lauren tensed as she felt that this was going to lead into some conversation about Taft and her leaving. "Easy," said Bo sensing her distress, "We both have things that we aren't ready to talk about. There is no pressure, we have time. I am not going anywhere," Bo said and then in a deeper tone added, "and neither are you." Lauren didn't argue but in her silence she didn't agree either. The succubus took notice but didn't say anything about it. "Do you want to go see everyone?" Bo asked. "There is an issue with the vampires that might need…"
Lauren saw the look of uncertainty in Bo's face and voice. It couldn't be fear, could it? In a wash of emotion it was suddenly very important to the doctor to provide Bo with same the feelings of security and love she had just experienced, "No" Lauren said simply. It was a surprise to the succubus, she figured they would be running out join in on what was happening as they had in the past. Lauren said softly, "No, they can work things out on their own for a while longer."
Bo cleared her throat, "Do you want to talk about…" it was her turn to be nervous. She really wasn't kidding she said she wasn't ready to talk about what had happened to her.
"No," said Lauren again. Bo sucked in her breath fast as the warm hands snaked their way down her body. Their earlier activities had focused on Bo caring for Lauren's needs and Bo had only partially disrobed before she became distracted. There was a quick pull and the button fly of Bo's old school jeans fell open. The fact that Bo was not yet naked had not been missed by Lauren. "Nope, no talking or thinking. What is going to happen now is touching, lots and lots of touching. I want to touch you Bo." Without waiting Lauren moved her hands just under the waistline of Bo's jeans and panties. When she settled, her hands were placed in a position just above "Oh my god", and just below "Damn that's so hot." She moved her hands back and forth slowly then pushed out and down dragging the unwanted clothing lower on the succubus's body were it would not be a deterrent. Bo's eyes darkened and a moan of sensation rumbled deep in her chest.
"I would like to start here," Lauren pushed her hand a bit lower and pulled back slowly. Bo remembered she had to keep breathing. The doctor continued, "Then you can tell me where I can touch you next." Adjusting her body to better suit her needs, Lauren then moved her hands so she could press her palms into Bo's skin and then began to ever so softly flex her fingers creating light finger nails trails. Any thoughts of the outside world and it's dangers were blasted from the minds of both women. Getting lost in each other was a specialty and that is what they both needed right now. Lauren leaned in and whispered, "Can I touch you Bo?"
"God, yes." the succubus husked and that was all she was able to manage as Lauren kissed her hard and let her hands move to their first destination.
A/N: So the vampires are on the way, the fae council has been informed, bounty hunters are massing, and Dyson and Tamsin might just make an appearance. Bo and Lauren need to stay locked in their little hide away for as long as possible :) I think we are about ready to rumble….