Two weeks later

Bo

I sat at the bar of the Dal, Kenzi next to me doing shots of God knows what, as I sipped a beer. Dyson and Hale were playing pool and Trick was chatting with a few older Fae at the end of the bar.

The dream hadn't come back so everything was okay; everything was normal.

"Bo-Bo," Kenzi lifted her shot to me, "Cheers! "

I smiled and clinked my bottle to her glass before taking a swig. When I set down my beer Lauren was next to me. After the talk in her office a few weeks back, we'd seen eachother several times for check-ups. The relationship was becoming a tentative friendship, but I was with Dyson so it was a little awkward, yet I wasn't as upset over what had happened. I still didn't know if I could trust the blonde, though.

"Hey," I greeted her and she smiled softly.

"How are you?" She asked before ordering a beer.

"Not sleep deprived, so that's good, right?"

She nodded and took a drink, "I was wondering if I could talk to you about something."

I shrugged, "Is it medical related?"

"How'd you guess?" She answered, laughing softly.

I smiled back. I hadn't seen the doctor so relaxed in a while. "Just a feeling. Talk away, Doc."

"I wanted to know if I could maybe do another scan, when you have a chance."

I gave her a confused look. "Is something wrong? Did you find anything?"

"No, no," she answered quickly, "Nothing's wrong. Call it... curiosity. And you shouldn't have to continue drinking that tea for the rest of your life."

I nodded, "What did you have in mind?"

As Lauren started speaking in medical terms I couldn't begin to understand, I found myself focussing on her lips. Then my eyes lowered to the bit of cleavage exposed by her blouse. I felt a weird tingling in my head. That deja vu-ish feeling I'd had weeks before when we were alone in my room.

"Bo?" Lauren leaned forward a little more and the blouse opened slightly revealing more skin.

My mouth went dry and and an intense hunger took over me, my eyes glowing. I snapped out of it, breathless.

"I- I'm sorry," I rasped, jumping up and heading towards the bathroom.

I leaned over the sink, looking at my bright blue eyes and then turned on the faucet, bending to splash cold water on my face.

When I straightened up again, I saw Lauren's reflection. She was standing behind me, concern evident on her face.

"Bo? What's wrong?" She asked, fearfully.

I turned around, my heart racing and stared into her eyes for a moment before closing the two feet between us, my lips crashing into hers and pushing her back against the wall.

She let out a surprised gasp before lacing her fingers though my hair and pulling me into her.

My hands were all over her. One groping her breast through her clothes, the other snaking under her shirt. I raked my fingernails down her soft stomach and she moaned into my mouth, pressing her hips into mine as I reached the button of her jeans. I undid it easily and quickly slipped my hand into her underwear, diving into her.

"Bo," she panted against my lips, "We can't-"

"You're so wet," I whispered into her ear as my fingers slid against her clit.

"Oh... God.." Her eyes closed as her body trembled. "Bo... you have... to... stop," her breath hitched as her hips involuntarily pushed down on my fingers.

"I can't stop thinking about you," I told her. "I need you to touch me, Lauren, " I breathed against her lips, "Please... I want to come with you."

The blonde whimpered, on the verge of her own climax, and complied, slipping her hand into my pants and immediately pressing her fingers into me. A jolt went through my entire body and I knew she felt it too. I crushed my lips to hers, stifling our moans, and held her up as her knees gave out.

Lauren

My head rested on Bo's shoulder as I tried to catch my breath, regain the strength to hold myself up on my own. I'd never come so hard in my life. I don't know what just happened, my head was still spinning, my whole body still shaking.

She held me tightly to her, her breathing as erratic as mine. It was at least five minutes before she pulled away, her eyes searching my face. I stared back, unable to speak.

The sharp knock startled us both back into reality. "Bo?" Dyson's voice sounded through the door. "Are you okay in there?"

"Uh, yea, I- I'm fine," she called back. "I'll be out in a minute."

"Alright," he answered and I heard him walk away from the door.

Her eyes turned back to mine and I could clearly see the panic on her face. "I'm sorry," she whispered, backing away from me.

"Bo, wait."

She stopped, "Lauren, I-"

"He'll be able to smell you," I explained, looking down.

"Right. I've got to..." she hesitated.

"I'll tell Kenzi to meet you at home. You should go... take a shower or something." I ran my hands through my hair, not knowing how to handle this situation right now.

She nodded, distractedly, and quickly exited the room.

I sank down against the wall and buried my face in my hands. What the hell just happened?