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Part 4

Bo shifted the bottle of wine she was carrying to her left hand as she walked at a speed that was just this side of a jog up the path to Lauren's front door. She was late, not terribly so, perhaps only five or ten minutes, because she had been having trouble deciding what to wear for their date and she hoped that her final decision was enough to warrant forgiveness for her tardiness from the blonde. She skipped up the steps to the front porch and lifted her hand to deliver three quick knocks to the door before taking a small step back to wait.

"Hi," she said, smiling nervously once Lauren opened the door. She automatically gave her a once-over, starting at the doctor's bare feet and working her way up over lean legs encased in charcoal gray pinstripe slacks to a white blouse that molded around the blonde's taut stomach and had an extra button open to grant a most tantalizing view of cleavage, before sliding higher, over a regal throat and a defined jaw, past soft lips that she dreamed of kissing and exquisite cheekbones before eventually meeting smiling brown eyes.

"Hello," Lauren answered, her voice lilting and happy. She had taken advantage of the brunette's distraction to do a little ogling of her own, and she had to admit that she rather enjoyed both the plunging neckline and the short, mid-thigh hem of the brunette's black dress.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I was having… wardrobe issues," Bo explained sheepishly.

Lauren licked her lips and tilted her head to the side as she gave the brunette an open, appraising look. "I think you solved your issues quite admirably," she drawled, smiling as she stepped out of the way so the brunette could come inside.

Bo smiled as she brushed past the blonde and paused after she was a few steps into the foyer for instructions on where to go. Last night had been her first night inside Lauren's house and she hadn't gotten further than the living room.

"I was just in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on dinner," Lauren explained as she pushed past the brunette and started down the hall.

"I hope my being late didn't ruin it," Bo said lamely as she followed the blonde, leaning up against a counter that looked she'd be out of her way.

"Not at all," Lauren assured her gently. "It actually has to sit for a couple minutes anyways," she said as she pulled a glass baking-dish from the oven and used the side of her foot to lift the door closed.

"Smells delicious. What is it?"

"Nothing fancy. Chicken Parmesan, some angel hair pasta… that I need to put into the water," she said with a self-conscious laugh as she turned to drop a sheath of pasta into water that was already at a boil on the back burner. "There. Angel hair pasta, which will be ready in four minutes-" she punched the start button on a timer she had sitting out on the counter "-and there's some salad already out on the table."

"So will this work well with dinner?" Bo asked, holding out the bottle of Merlot she'd bought for the evening.

Lauren smiled as she read the label on the bottle in the succubus' steady hand. "It would," she announced. "Would you like to do the honors?" she asked as she pulled a fancy looking corkscrew out of a drawer beside the sink.

Bo took the black multi-levered device into her hand and studied it carefully. "What is this?"

"A Rabbit."

Bo chuckled and looked up at her date. "A rabbit? I thought that was a type of vibrator."

Lauren blushed and shook her head as she cleared her throat. "I uhm… believe you're right in that. But this is a wine opener, not a vibrator. Here, allow me," she said as she reached for both the corkscrew and the bottle of wine.

Bo smiled as she watched Lauren tear the foil from the top of the bottle before clamping the corkscrew around the top, holding it in place by pinching two of the levers together in her left hand as her right pushed the third down and pulled it back up.

"Voila," Lauren said as she repeated the process of pinching and pulling to free the cork from the screw and drop it onto the counter.

"Very nice," Bo drawled, smiling as she feigned applause. "That's actually pretty cool."

"It is," Lauren agreed as the timer began beeping beside the stove. "And that's the pasta."

"I'll pour the wine," Bo offered. "Where do you keep your glasses?"

"Um, in the cupboard right behind you, to the right of the fridge," Lauren said as she turned the water off on the stove and lifted the large, copper pot off the burner. She carefully poured the boiling water and pasta into a strainer in the sink, making sure to keep her face turned away from the steam, before turning to set the pot back onto the stovetop to cool. "Did you find them?"

Bo finished pouring. "Yup. Where do you want me to take them?"

"The dining room is through there," Lauren said, tilting her head indicatively.

"Perfect. Let me set these down and I'll be back to help carry plates in."

"You don't have to do that."

"Lauren-" Bo smiled "-I'm perfectly capable of carrying a plate or two. There's no reason for you to do it all yourself."

Lauren bit her lip and nodded shyly in defeat as she used a pair of tongs to lift some pasta from the strainer and dropped onto a plate before doing the same with the other plate. She dropped the tongs into the sink and carried the plates over to the counter beside the stove, and picked up a large spatula that she used to cut through the layer of melted mozzarella that covered the top of the dish and scoop out the chicken.

"I didn't know you cooked," Bo said conversationally as she reentered the kitchen.

Lauren looked up and smiled. "I normally don't," she confessed. "Usually after work I'm too tired to do much more than nuke a frozen dinner before I fall asleep. But this is actually pretty easy since I cheat and don't bread the chicken. Just have to dump it in a baking dish, cover it with sauce, and whack it in the oven. Simple."

"Well it smells amazing," Bo said with a smile as she watched Lauren carefully place a chicken breast onto a mound of pasta.

"Thank you. Would you like some extra sauce?" Lauren asked, holding a plate up for the brunette's inspection.

Bo shrugged. "Sure."

"Okay." Lauren set the plate back down and used the spatula to level a healthy serving of cheesy marinara onto the top of each chicken breast. "Done."

"Wonderful," Bo said as she swooped in and picked up both of the plates.

"Hey!" Lauren laughed as she followed Bo into the dining room, where the brunette was setting their plates down with a flourish. "I am more than capable of carrying my own plate, at least," she chastised playfully.

Bo turned and wrapped her arms around the surprised blonde's waist. "I know. But I wanted to do something to help," she said as she looked into twinkling brown eyes.

Lauren tilted her head to the side as she appraised the brunette for a moment, rather enjoying the look of unfettered joy on the succubus' face, before she leaned in and kissed her softly. "I've wanted to do that since you first got here," she confessed as she pulled away.

Bo licked her lips and smiled as she tightened her hold on Lauren's waist and held her close. "I've wanted to do that since you opened to door too," she whispered as she dipped her head and claimed the blonde's lips in a kiss that was still sweet, but not nearly as soft and innocent as the one Lauren had given her.

"Wow," Lauren breathed as she wavered slightly on her feet.

Bo chuckled. "We should probably eat dinner before we try that again," she said as she gallantly pulled the blonde's chair out for her.

Lauren bit her lip and nodded as she shyly took her seat. "Thank you."

"My pleasure," Bo said sincerely as she took her own seat. She reached for her glass of wine and lifted it toward the blonde entreatingly. "Thank you for a wonderful dinner."

"You haven't tasted it yet," Lauren laughed as she lifted her glass and chinked it against the brunette's.

Bo nodded as she took a sip of wine and smiled as she set the glass down on the table. "If it tastes half as good as you look with that extra button open on your shirt right now, it'll be amazing."

Lauren laughed and shook her head. "I didn't realize cheesy lines were part of a succubus' repertoire," she said as she picked up her knife and fork.

"Tell me you didn't like it," Bo challenged as she mimicked the blonde's actions.

Lauren blushed and looked up at the brunette through her eyelashes. "I can't do that."

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Bo leaned against the counter beside the sink as Lauren set the last of the dinner plates into the dishwasher. She waited until the blonde had wiped her hands dry on a cranberry colored dishtowel that was crumbled upon the countertop before she slipped in behind her and wrapped her arms around the doctor's waist.

"Hello," Lauren chuckled as she relaxed into the brunette's embrace.

"Mmm," Bo purred as she used her chin to brush Lauren's hair away from her neck so that she could brush her lips over it. "Hi."

Lauren moaned softly at the feeling of Bo's lips against her throat and wrapped her fingers around the edge of the sink to steady herself as the brunette nipped at the hollow beneath her ear. If she was being honest with herself, which she always was, she had been waiting for this all day. "Bo."

Bo smiled at the breathy way her name fell from Lauren's lips. "Yes?" she asked as she continued to pepper the side of the blonde's neck with kisses and nips.

"God that feels good," Lauren whimpered as the brunette's lips brushed over a particularly sensitive spot.

"You feel good," Bo murmured as she slid her hands down over the blonde's hips so that her thumbs were resting in the lines where Lauren's legs and body hinged, her fingers splayed almost possessively over the blonde's thighs. She squeezed the taut muscles under her hands gently as she pulled Lauren into her firmly. "You feel so good."

Lauren's eyes rolled back in her head at the heavenly feeling of Bo's hands so very close to where she wanted them to be. "Come to bed with me?" she husked, throwing her usual caution to the wind in the face of her growing desire. She wanted Bo. Had, for so long, that their going to bed together was inevitable and she very much wanted to feel the brunette's hands, lips, and tongue upon her body.

Bo groaned and buried her face in the crook of Lauren's neck as the smoky timbre of the blonde's request rolled over her like a caress. "You're sure?" she asked softly.

Lauren nodded. "Yes," she said as she turned in the brunette's arms to look her in the eye. "Very sure," she murmured to herself as she kissed Bo softly, her eyes remaining open to watch the other woman's reaction.

Bo licked her lips and nodded. "Okay," she whispered, her breath catching in her throat at the serene smile that played across Lauren's features before their lips came together in another lingering kiss, that was soft and sweet and almost reverent, as if neither woman could believe that the other truly desired them.

When the kiss broke, Lauren took Bo's hand and led the brunette out of the kitchen and down the hall toward the stairs that were scaled in a state of expectant anticipation and as soon as they'd turned into the blonde's room Bo used her hold on the other woman's hand to spin her back into her arms as she claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Clothes were shed between kisses and once there were no more barriers between them, they fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, their attention focused more on the woman in their arms than the mechanics of actually getting into bed.

"You're sure?" Bo whispered, repeating her earlier question as she held herself above the blonde after they'd managed to arrange themselves in a more traditional position upon the bed.

Lauren's smile was beatific as she reached up to wrap her right hand around the back of Bo's neck and pulled her down onto her. "Yes," she breathed a heartbeat before their lips came together once more in a slow, reverent kiss as she pushed herself up into the brunette and used her body to steer the succubus back onto the bed.

Bo sighed as Lauren's body covered her own, finding a measure of peace in the idea of Lauren being above her so that she wasn't pinning the blonde to the bed. Not that she hadn't ever entertained that idea, but for this, their first time, where she was still concerned about hurting the other woman, this felt better. Safer. So she relaxed into the mattress, her right hand slipping up the side of Lauren's body to cradle the blonde's left breast in her palm. Her heart stumbled in her chest as she wrapped her fingers around that firm mound, with skin so soft it felt like satin beneath her fingertips, for the first time.

"Bo," Lauren sighed, her hips rocking down into her lover as the brunette's thumb brushed over her nipple.

Bo smiled up at Lauren and brushed the pad of her thumb over the blonde's nipple again, delighting in the way the touch caused the other woman's hips to buck into her. The Hunger inside her began to stir, but she was so focused on Lauren, and making Lauren feel good, that she barely noticed it. Tonight wasn't about feeding the Hunger inside her; tonight was about her heart and all the fragile human emotions, wants, and needs she held so dearly.

"You're so beautiful," Bo murmured as she lifted her head off the pillow to kiss Lauren tenderly, her hand slipping from the breast she'd been playing with and gliding down between their bodies until she was able to dip her fingers between the blonde's legs. Just because she had no intention of succubusing Lauren, didn't mean that she wasn't aware of exactly how turned on the other woman was. How badly Lauren wanted to be touched.

And oh, how she wanted to touch her.

Lauren dropped her forehead to Bo's at the first light, tentative brush of fingers over her clit, her eyes fluttering shut as those seeking digits dipped down between her folds, stroking lightly through the length of her before returning to her apex and spreading her arousal over her clit in broad circles. "Jesus," she muttered as the brunette's finger brushed directly over the bundle of nerves, sending a wave of electricity rolling through her.

Lightly glowing eyes watched intently as Lauren's mouth fell open ever so slightly, causing her Hunger to flare but she stamped it out quickly as she focused on pleasuring Lauren. Tonight was about giving, not taking, and her control, which had been, at times, tenuous at best, was firm as she locked her Hunger down so tightly that she knew it wouldn't escape. She wrapped her left hand around the blonde's hip and used that grip to gently guide Lauren up just a bit so that she was able to ease two fingers inside her.

Lauren moaned at the feeling of Bo's fingers pushing inside her and she shifted her weight onto her left side so that she was able to run her right hand down the length of the brunette's torso. She smiled as her fingers dipped into a copious amount of moisture and she wasted no time on pretense as she slipped two fingers deep inside the brunette's core. "You feel so good," she whimpered as hot velvet wrapped around her fingers, drawing her in deeper.

"God, Lauren," Bo moaned as the blonde's fingers began moving inside her in long, sure strokes and she wasted no time matching the other woman's tempo.

Lauren looked down into her lover's preternatural blue eyes, smiling reassuringly as she dipped her head and kissed her softly, chastely, not knowing how good of a hold the brunette had on her Hunger. "You okay?"

Bo chuckled and nodded. "More than okay, baby," she reassured her as she rolled her left leg out to the side, opening herself up wider for Lauren's touch, wanting to take her so much deeper. "You feel so good," she sighed, rolling her hips up into the blonde's next thrust as she lifted her head enough to claim Lauren's lips with her own.

Lauren sighed into her lover's mouth as a nimble tongue slipped past her lips and their tongues began sensuously stroking against each other in time with their thrusting fingers.

They fell into an easy tempo together, filling the room around them with a symphony of lovemaking. Of wet sounding thrusts, soft sighs, quiet moans, and strangled cries of pleasure interspersed with whispers, groans, and mewls. They moved together effortlessly, their bodies somehow just knowing and finding that one rhythm that would set them both free and they rode it until, together, their breath hitched in their throats and their hips stalled, bright blue eyes staring adoringly into warm brown as they fell over the edge together on a sigh.

Soft kisses were shared as bodies quaked and trembled and it was only once the last spasm of release had left them both that they separated. Lauren purred happily as she wrapped herself around Bo's body, tucking her head under the brunette's chin so that she could hear her lover's heart racing beneath her ear. "Wow," she murmured as she traced light, slightly wet circles upon Bo's breast.

Bo smiled and wrapped her arms around Lauren's waist, drawing the blonde in tighter and holding her close. "Wow, indeed."

Lauren smiled at the huskiness of Bo's voice and turned to press a lingering kiss to the underside of the brunette's jaw. Their loving hadn't been the preternatural coupling she'd dreamed about only a few nights ago – it had been better. And she knew, after just the one time together, that Bo held something for her that no other lover ever had. Something strong. Something powerful. Something her rational mind couldn't quite name but that she felt in her heart all the same.

"What are you thinking about?" Bo whispered as she ran her fingers up and down the blonde's spine.

"You," Lauren whispered.

"Good thoughts, I hope?" Bo asked tentatively.

"Very good thoughts," Lauren murmured as she lifted her head enough to kiss the brunette softly. She wasn't ready to put a label on what she was feeling just yet, but she knew that it was real. And that was good enough for now, she thought to herself as Bo rolled them over so that she was pinned beneath her and the brunette's lips began working their way over her jaw and down her throat, letting her know that their night was far from over.

And she couldn't have been happier about it.

End.