Fic: Conversations about the Complicated (Bo/Lauren, Lost Girl 1/2)

[fembuck]

Title: Conversations about the Complicated
Author: Janine
Fandom: Lost Girl
Pairing: Bo/Lauren
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Bo and Lauren have reconciled with each other, but that doesn’t mean that everything is smooth sailing.
Note: This follows in the same timeline as Bittersweet Symphony, which is to say that Bo and Lauren have reconciled with each other after the events in 1x08 Vexed and are currently lovers.

 

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Part I

Jazz played unobtrusively in the background of the living room as Lauren leaned over her coffee table and carefully filled the wine glasses resting on it with merlot. As she poured she could feel Bo’s eyes on her, studying her every move and forced herself not to react to the scrutiny. Bo’s eyes hadn’t left her since she had first moved over to the wine rack to retrieve the bottle that was presently in her hand, and the gaze was beginning to weigh on her. The truth was that Bo liked to look at her, and Lauren couldn’t deny that it usually gave her a thrill to be gazed at so appreciatively, but there was something different about Bo’s gaze at that moment. Bo wasn’t just watching Lauren then, she was contemplating her.

“What is it?” the blonde asked without looking up, feigning nonchalance.

“Nothing,” Bo murmured distractedly, her eyes focused on the pendant hanging between Lauren’s breasts, watching as it glittered mockingly in the candlelight illuminating the room.

“It’s something,” Lauren responded softly, aware of the fact that Bo’s attention was trained on the pendant that marked her as the Ash’s property. “You can ask me anything,” she added calmly a second later as she turned to the side to place the wine bottle down on the table.

Bo’s eyes drifted up from Lauren’s chest at that, and she tilted her head to the side, observing the blonde thoughtfully for a moment, trying to decide to if she really wanted to have this conversation. Things had been good between them for the past couple of weeks. They had begun to talk again, and when Lauren looked into her eyes the affection in the blonde’s gaze once again outweighed the weariness in them. They were slowly getting back to something that approached what they had been before the disastrous night they had first made love. That was something that Bo desperately wanted, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that there was still a distance between them. She had trusted Lauren in a way that she hadn’t trusted anybody else, not even Kenzi. She had shared her deepest concerns, the secret longings in her heart with Lauren, yet despite the fact that they had reconciled, Bo was hesitant to open herself up so completely to Lauren again. There were still questions that Bo needed answers to in order to gain back the old trust she had in Lauren, and until she got answers to those questions she knew that the distance between herself and Lauren would remain.

“Sit?” Bo requested gently, deciding that the reward renewed closeness was worth the risk of asking.

Lauren breathed in deeply at the request and blinked a few times, steeling herself to embark upon what was likely to be an uncomfortable conversation, then she moved toward the couch. However, before she could sit down, Bo placed her hand on Lauren’s hip and directed the blonde onto her lap – which despite her anxiousness, made Lauren smile. As Lauren settled on Bo’s lap, the succubus leaned in and kissed her neck tenderly, trailing her lips over Lauren’ skin while her hands moved up and down on Lauren’s thighs soothingly until the doctor sighed softly and relaxed into Bo’s embrace.

“What does it mean?” Bo’s fingers drifted towards the pendant resting between Lauren’s breasts as she spoke and she trailed her finger along the curved edge.

“You know what it means,” Lauren whispered, lifting her hand to touch Bo’s so that she could draw it away from the pendant. “It may not be seared into my flesh, but the pendant is a brand. It marks me as his property.”

Bo could hear the apprehension in Lauren’s voice and could feel the blonde tensing up in her lap, but she knew she had to push on. She needed to ask these questions and she needed to hear Lauren’s responses to them in order for them to truly be able to move forward and gain back the intimacy that had existed between them before. Having Lauren in her arms again was wonderful, being able to put her lips on the blonde and trail her fingers over her body was amazing, but more than anything what Bo wanted to get back was that feeling of closeness, and safety, and love she had felt when she was with Lauren before. She wanted to be able to stare deeply into Lauren’s eyes again without wondering what the blonde was hiding. She wanted to talk to Lauren without wondering what things the blonde was choosing not to say.

“But what does that mean exactly?” Bo asked, resting her chin on Lauren’s shoulder as she flexed her arms around the blonde, holding her more firmly. “What does it mean for your life? How far into you do his hooks dig?”

Lauren sucked in a deep breath and shifted uncomfortably on Bo’s lap. Bo knew that she was feeling distressed and probably wanted to put some distance between them, but she kept her arms secured around Lauren’s body. She needed to feel Lauren in her arms. She needed to feel the connection between them to keep calm, to keep from giving into the hurt that threatened to overwhelm her when she thought about that night.

“That’s,” Lauren exhaled heavily, “that’s a bit complicated to answer,” she continued sighing. “Technically there are no boundaries, no limits to his control until my contract has been fulfilled. In actuality, he’s never put much pressure on me. I’m his chief medical officer, and since I’ve been ... well, his, medical decisions are all I’ve been involved with. Who I sleep with, my hobbies, how I vote, anything to do with my personal life really, has been of no concern to him before.”

Bo took a moment to process Lauren’s words, biting on her bottom lip pensively.

“If you’re not involved in the ... political side of the business, then why did the Ash send you to me that night?”

“He found out that I was helping you learn how to control your powers,” Lauren sighed tiredly. “Someone at the lab must have told him,” she explained, leaving out the fact that the Ash must have put the fear of the Blood King in them in order for one of her friends to have betrayed her confidence. “Once he knew that we had a personal relationship I became something that he could use.”

Bo’s jaw clenched and her lips pursed as Lauren spoke, her body tensing with hurt, and frustration, and irritation. Lauren noted the change in Bo’s expression, and being pressed so intimately against the brunette she was able to feel the stiffening of Bo’s body. She stopped speaking for a moment, and reached out so that she could take Bo’s hand into her own, hoping to comfort Bo and keep her calm until she was able to finish her answer.

“The Ash’s decision to try and save Lou Anne was political. He has a strong interest in you, and he didn’t want you getting yourself killed trying to save her. He wanted me to act for his benefit, but I came to you because I was scared for you, because I wanted to protect you, not because it was what he wanted. If the Ash has a heart at all, it’s never in the right place, but just because his order was self-servicing it didn’t mean that it had no merit. Swords and cross-bows are no defence against a Mesmer, Bo. You would have died, and I couldn’t ... I couldn’t just watch you walk away. I couldn’t,” Lauren finished roughly, blinking rapidly to contain the tears that had begun to sting her eyes.

Bo’s pride was wounded by Lauren’s lack of faith in her ability to handle the Mesmer, but as Trick and Dyson had both also shared Lauren’s fear, Bo couldn’t be completely offended by it. The truth was that Bo hadn’t been thinking logically at the time. She hadn’t truly considered the risks associated with going after the Mesmer. Her desire to learn about her past had outweighed her instinct for self-preservation. Trick had remained worried for her even after giving her his powerful Fae-killing unicorn blade, but his worry hadn’t registered with her in any meaningful way. It was only in retrospect that Bo could acknowledge that she’d had no idea what she was getting herself into, and despite the fact that it wounded her feelings a bit, she was able to recognize that Lauren was probably right to have been so concerned about her.

“You’re thinking again,” Lauren said stroking the back of Bo’s hand with her thumb as the seconds wore on without Bo responding to her.

Before things had gone wrong between them, she’d loved to study Bo’s face in the moments when Bo lapsed into deep thought. Seriousness transformed Bo into a romantically brooding figure that would have seemed perfectly at home in the shifting shadows of an English castle, and Lauren had watched her, utterly captivated. Since That Night however, when Bo’s expression became thoughtfully brooding it had only led to arguments, harsh words and hurtful actions, and Lauren was not anxious to experience that again now that things had calmed between them.

“Don’t sound so surprised,” Bo complained lightly, “I may be a succubus but I’m not entirely Id-driven. I think,” Bo muttered. “I read,” she added a bit morosely as she remembered Dyson telling her to read a book the week before.

“I didn’t mean to insinuate that you’re an airhead,” Lauren murmured before gently taking Bo’s face into her hands. “I just wanted to know what you were thinking about.”

Bo was mollified by Lauren’s response to her, and when the blonde leaned in to kiss her, Bo met her lips eagerly.

“You don’t actually want me to give you a penny, do you?” Lauren asked breathily when she pulled back, her eyes sparkling with mirth as she gazed down at Bo.

Bo’s lips curved up into a smile at that, but a few seconds later her eyes turned serious again.

“What happens to you if you disobey him?”

Lauren shivered and cut her eyes away from Bo’s, not wanting Bo to see how much the answer to that question terrified her.

“Pain,” Lauren breathed out as casually as she could. “Death,” she continued, “In that order.”

“He would kill you?” Bo asked, still struggling on occasion to remember that the Light Fae were just as ruthless as their Dark Fae counterparts, despite their fluffy, ‘sugar and spice and everything nice’ sounding name.

“He could,” Lauren responded still looking away. “Though it’s likely to sound a touch conceited, I’m a valuable asset to him. He wouldn’t kill me for a minor infraction, but he could and would hurt me. If my transgression was a serious one however, he would kill me without a second thought.”

“Even though you’re an asset?”

“Asset or not, I’m a replaceable resource,” Lauren sighed, closing her eyes. “Finding someone to take over my position would inconvenience the Ash, and he usually tries to avoid being inconvenienced. But the trouble he would have to go through to fill my position only protects me so much. If he views me as a threat, he’ll make the time to interview for replacements.”

Bo was quiet for a second, then exhaled angrily and unconsciously tightened her hold on Lauren. It galled her that Lauren’s life rested in the hands of some stranger asshole with the voice of a CGI dragon. No person, Fae or otherwise, should have had it within their power to own another sentient being. How any civilized people could view that as acceptable in this day and age was beyond her. The whole thing was wrong. It was sick. It pissed Bo off beyond belief.

“This whole situation pisses me off,” Bo declared irascibly. “I am so sick of the Fae and their endless shit.”

“I know,” Lauren sighed, brushing some dark strands of hair behind Bo’s ears before she leaned down and kissed the succubus.

“I won’t accept it, Lauren,” Bo said a touch breathily as they parted. “Not for you and not for me. I don’t know what the hell I can do about it, but I don’t accept it.”

Lauren smiled gently at that and then leaned forward to press her lips to Bo’s forehead sweetly, touched and awed by Bo’s relentless spirit.

“For a long time I have accepted it,” Lauren admitted softly, hanging her head down in shame as she spoke. “I’ve served under him for so long that I’d almost forgotten what it was like to want something for myself when I met you. But you,” she bit down on her bottom lip, chewing on it for a moment as she stared at Bo. “You reminded me. You’ve awoken something inside of me, something that had been asleep for years, and I can’t accept it now either. I don’t want to. I like ... feeling.”

Something inside of Bo unclenched at Lauren’s words, and she felt the walls she had built around her heart to protect herself over the past few weeks begin to crumble. She knew that Lauren was in a vulnerable position and that she couldn’t simply walk away from the Ash and the Fae, but it was important to Bo to know that she was high on Lauren’s list of priorities as well. She needed to know that Lauren was willing to fight for her, just like she was willing to fight for the blonde. The thought that Lauren would abandon her if things got too difficult had been torturing Bo since they had reconciled. She hadn’t been able to let go of the thought that Lauren would choose fear over love if put in a difficult situation, but the words Lauren had just spoken and the conviction in her eyes put Bo’s worries to rest, and for the first time in weeks Bo truly let hope flare up inside of her.

“You do realize that fighting 300,000 years of Fae history is likely to get us killed,” Lauren breathed out as a large, pleased smile spread across Bo’s lips.

Bo lifted her hand to capture Lauren’s wrist and then kissed the blonde’s palm tenderly.

“I don’t mind the idea of dying to be free,” she breathed out a moment later. “I don’t mind risking everything if it means that I’ll be able to choose how to live my own life ... and choose who I want to live it with,” she continued holding Lauren’s eyes.

Lauren blinked quickly as her lips curved up into a wide smile, her cheeks colouring with embarrassment a moment later as she realized how big her smile was.

“Neither do I,” she whispered.

She knew that the surety with which she spoke would have likely surprised many who knew her, and it surprised her too. But, as she looked down at Bo’s beautiful, happy face, Lauren knew without a doubt that it was true. She had already risked her life for Bo, and ill-conceived, irrational, impractical, fool-hardy and life-threatening as aligning herself with Bo promised to be, Lauren knew that she would do it again and again in a heartbeat. It was madness, the way she felt about Bo, but it was an insanity that she never wanted to be cured of.

“Just for the record,” Bo said drawing Lauren out of her thoughts, “I don’t plan on dying any time soon.”

Lauren smiled at that, but as she ran her fingers lightly over Bo’s cheeks her expression turned serious once more.

“Good,” she breathed out. “I would never forgive you if you did,” she whispered fiercely, staring deeply into Bo’s eyes the entire time.

“It’s decided then. I have to live,” Bo returned softly. “You seem like you’d be scary when you’re mad.”

Despite the heavy emotions that had just settled over her, Lauren felt her lips curve up into a smile again at Bo’s words, and she couldn’t resist leaning down to bring their lips together in a slow, deep, thorough kiss that left her panting and throbbing as she squirmed where she rested on Bo’s lap.

“God, Lauren,” Bo moaned, burying her face in Lauren’s neck, kissing and sucking and nipping on the skin she found there. “You’re so responsive,” Bo breathed into Lauren’s skin, knowing that the blonde was already wet and needing her.

During their kiss Bo had felt the energy radiating from Lauren spike powerfully as the blonde became aroused, and the sudden onslaught of lust left Bo struggling to control the instinct to flip Lauren onto the couch and shove her face between the blonde’s legs until Lauren came or she passed out.

“Fuck,” Bo groaned as the ache between her legs intensified, “I want you so badly.”

“Have me,” Lauren immediately gasped. “It’s okay,” she whispered a moment later when Bo made no move to develop the contact between them. “Touch me,” she encouraged, “please.”

Bo moaned and took Lauren by the hips, easily lifting the blonde off of her lap, and then she lay her down on the couch. Every instinct in Bo was calling for her to immediately start ripping off Lauren’s clothes until the blonde was flush and naked before her, ripe for the taking, but she breathed in and out deeply and stopped herself from acting on her baser desires. Being on the couch with Lauren like this reminded her of the first time she had shown up on Lauren’s doorstep, hurt and angry, wanting make Lauren feel a fraction of the devastation that she was. The last time she’d had sex with Lauren on that couch she had done so in an attempt to make Lauren feel as cheap and used as the blonde had made her feel, and the memory of it shamed Bo.

“You never took something from me I wasn’t willing to give you,” Lauren said, drawing Bo’s eyes over to her, knowing where Bo’s mind had gone from the guilty, tormented expression on her face. “It wasn’t how I dreamed of being with you again, but I did want to have your hands on me. I knew you were punishing me, but I didn’t care. I wanted you with me. I missed you too,” she continued, leaning up to kiss Bo softly.

“I’m still sorry,” Bo said, blinking to hold back the tears suddenly stinging her eyes.

“I know,” Lauren responded kindly before she sweetly brought their lips together again. “I’m not angry with you,” she continued when they parted. “It’s probably not very politically correct of me, but in a way, I came to like it,” Lauren sighed, shifting beneath Bo as she spoke. “You were so ... raw,” she breathed out, clenching her jaw against the wave of desire that tore through her at the memory of Bo’s rough touches. “I love it when you’re slow.” Lauren’s eyelashes fluttered as images from the night before flooded her mind. “I really love it,” she continued, unable to stop the soft moan that escaped from her as she shifted on Bo’s lap, trying to find some relief from the throbbing between her legs, “but you don’t need to be gentle all the time. You ...” she paused, biting down on her bottom lip.

“What?” Bo rasped anxiously when Lauren’s skin coloured and her voice trailed off. “Tell me,” she added in a voice that sounded distinctly pleading. “It’s okay.”

“You can be rough, sometimes,” Lauren breathed out in a rush. “You don’t need to hold back. I’m not made of glass. You can ... pin me against walls. You can take me on the kitchen counter. You don’t have to control your instincts with me. At least not those ones,” she went on knowing that Bo always had to keep a tight leash on her hunger for life-energy when they were together. She would be able to survive short pulls from Bo, but if the brunette ever truly unleashed her hunger upon Lauren there was no way she’d survive. “You can ... fuck me,” Lauren whispered. “Sometimes I want you to fuck me.”

White hot light exploded in Bo’s brain at Lauren’s words and for a moment the force of her desire literally left her speechless.

“Are you sure?” Bo finally managed to rasp.

She remembered with aching clarity how wet Lauren had been on those nights when she’d showed up unannounced and started to undo Lauren’s pants before the front door had even fully closed. Lauren had always come, often multiple times, and not once had she ever tried to stop Bo from having her.

Still, Bo, more than most, was aware of the fact that sometimes how a person’s body responded to touch had very little to do with what they felt in their heart. After all, for years her body had responded with orgasmic delight to feeding even though she hated herself and what she was doing with every fibre of her being.

“I’m sure,” Lauren responded without a moment’s hesitation. She took Bo’s face into her hands and looked directly into Bo’s eyes. “Take me,” she exhaled roughly. “I need you.”

Bo groaned with want and then without a moment more delay she leaned down and captured Lauren’s lips, plundering the blonde’s mouth with a feverish intensity that had Lauren squirming beneath her and moaning into Bo’s mouth with desire.

“I’ve wanted to do this since we made up,” Bo moaned into Lauren’s mouth as her fingers worked at Lauren’s jeans, desperate to get them off of her.

“So have I,” Lauren groaned, arching up into Bo’s body as the succubus tugged impatiently at her jeans, inadvertently, or perhaps advertently, rubbing the thick seam against Lauren’s aching center.

Bo really wanted to get Lauren’s pants off so that she could see and taste the blonde’s desire, but the sounds Lauren was making were driving her crazy, so when she managed to lower Lauren’s fly, Bo simply shoved her hand into Lauren’s jeans and slipped her fingers beneath her panties. When she did, her fingers encountered a sea of wetness, and Bo couldn’t help the ecstatic moan that escaped from her at the blissful feel of Lauren’s arousal drowning her fingers.

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” Bo promised kissing Lauren’s neck as her fingers began to work between her legs, the last of the restraints she had placed on herself slowly coming loose now that she was assured of Lauren’s desire for this.

“You always do,” Lauren exhaled tremulously.

Bo shivered with delight and a hot rush of desire flowed through, making her feel like her body was on fire. Her body trembled again with the force of her need and Bo knew that sensible thought would leave her soon.

“You should know,” Bo warned, stilling her hand against Lauren so that the blonde would be able to concentrate on her words. “It’ll be different for me this time. When we go slowly I can control my instincts. But if I let go, it’s almost impossible for me to stop. Orgasm, mine or yours, becomes like oxygen. I need it. I have to keep going until I get it. It’s a biological imperative.”

“I understand,” Lauren said locking eyes with Bo so that the brunette could see that she had heard her clearly and comprehended what she was saying. “I’m not going to try to stop you. Keep going. Please.”

Bo sighed with relief and drew her thumb across Lauren’s clit, drinking in the blonde’s excited gasp like the fine wine they had abandoned on the coffee table. Then, as Lauren was still trembling with pleasure, Bo bent down and took possession of Lauren’s lips, fully committing to the task of rocking Lauren’s world like never before.

To be continued ...

 

Comments

[mightbefound.livejournal.com]

Man, is it hot in here, or is it just me? ::fans self::

I really like your characterizations here. Bo is actually acting her age and maturity level (for once!), but I like that you haven't handwaved her hurt away. You portray her as still hurt but, with a little perspective, able to think more rationally about what happened. I'm still waiting for the show to get there. Sigh.

I also like that you show that rebuilding trust is a long process--it doesn't just happen overnight. For either side.

Your Dr. Lauren is, as always,a delight. ::g:: I like that you managed to work in that Lauren hadn't been lying to Bo about helping her on the sly; I think that's important for Bo to know. I also had to eyeroll when it was clear Bo hadn't realized that the Ash wouldn't hesitate to hurt/kill Lauren--it's just so Bo to ignore the obvious fact until she can't anymore.

And the end of this fic...just guh. Guh. Lauren's confession was so damn hot.

I eagerly await the second half of this one!

[mac-meche.livejournal.com]

It's not just you. It's definitely hot in here. Fans for everyone.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm so glad that you're enjoying it :D

Bo is actually acting her age and maturity level (for once!)

I had to do something about her. It would be impossible for me to complete a story where I had to write Bo being as obnoxious as she is on the show.

I also had to eyeroll when it was clear Bo hadn't realized that the Ash wouldn't hesitate to hurt/kill Lauren--it's just so Bo to ignore the obvious fact until she can't anymore.

I know, right! lol. Bo is so dumb sometimes. I couldn't believe it when she referred to the Ash as Lauren's "boss" last week. Clueless thy name is Bo.

I'll try not to keep you waiting too long for the second part!

[mightbefound.livejournal.com]

I know, right! lol. Bo is so dumb sometimes. I couldn't believe it when she referred to the Ash as Lauren's "boss" last week. Clueless thy name is Bo.

If I wanted to give Bo/the show credit for being snarky and smart, I'd say she intentionally underrepresented Lauren's tie to the Ash just to get under Lauren's skin.

However, as I'm pretty sure neither Bo nor the writers are that smart, I'm just going to go for clueless dumbasses, sigh.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

If I wanted to give Bo/the show credit...I'd say she intentionally underrepresented Lauren's tie to the Ash just to get under Lauren's skin.

I don't know. As much as I complain about Bo being dumb, I'd rather her be clueless in this case because it's such a heartless comment otherwise. It's like, Bo, dude. You can be mad at someone, but mocking the fact that someone's basically a slave is just cold. Perspective, Bo. Look into it.

[mightbefound.livejournal.com]

Think the LG producers are feeling the heat a little? From Twitter:

@Mutanto Some believe it was just a PR stunt to get viewers in, to titillate with some girl/girl action
@rtms77 Bo and Lauren's relationship is integral to who she is and central in our dramas. But it definitely is a triangle.

[mightbefound.livejournal.com]

Which is to say: "it's definitely a triangle" doesn't mean much at this point. Lauren/Bo/Dyson have been "definitely a triangle" this entire season, except, well, they're clearly not--witness like 3 total minutes of screentime for Lauren in the last three episodes. I'm not holding out any great hope for "definitely a triangle" being any better executed next season.

On the flip side, at least ZP will be back next season?

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm glad that you enjoyed it :D I promise to not keep you waiting too long for the next part.

[swiftlyreloaded.livejournal.com]

touching I like Bo/Lauren all sweet for each other. The looks these to share make me shiver too. I'm SO happy that there's a part II cuz I ♥'s me some smut of the Bo/Lauren kind. Team#Lauren =)

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

I like Bo/Lauren all sweet for each other.

lol, me too. When they are all cute and into each other, there's nothing better in the world.

I'm SO happy that there's a part II cuz I ♥'s me some smut of the Bo/Lauren kind.

Well, it'll be more post-smut action, and innuendo's of future smutty actions, but hopefully it will get the job done :D

[dani-po.livejournal.com]

wonderful story
I love that every time that i get into a new fandom you write a new story for it
can't wait for the second part

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm glad that we've managed to synch up when it comes to new fandoms ;) I'll try not to keep you waiting too long for the next part!

[pandora-007.livejournal.com]

GGezzz.. that was great or what??? the last bit was hot as heck.. im still recovering but i loved how they were able to talk.. and how Bo is willing to try to understand more of Lauren´s world..

waiting for next bit..

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Aw, thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it :D

but i loved how they were able to talk.. and how Bo is willing to try to understand more of Lauren´s world..

I'm beginning to think that this is wish fulfillment, but I'm glad that you enjoyed it as well!

[spanishtvjunkie.livejournal.com]

mmmmm *heavy sigh* that is where they need to be. Please I want you to write for this show! I think you covered all the bases of their conflict and it was clever to have Lauren on Bo's lap with her arms around her so neither could run away. They finally have a chance to sit and talk about things and clear the air. I sooo hope they do this on the show. Hear that damn show??!!! The way you write them they just belong together, and Bo gets a little more mature and Lauren is much more relaxed, open. I await the rocking of Lauren's world!

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

I'm so happy you enjoyed it and that it did get at the bases of their conflicts. I needed to exercise some frustration with the show with this fic, and looking at their problems logically was one of my goals.

it was clever to have Lauren on Bo's lap with her arms around her so neither could run away.

I'm beginning to think that literally trapping Bo IS the only way to get her to listen.

I sooo hope they do this on the show. Hear that damn show??!!!

I'm keeping my fingers crossed, but I'm stocking my bomb shelter.

[backslashglare.livejournal.com]

Orgasm, mine or yours, becomes like oxygen. I need it. I have to keep going until I get it. It’s a biological imperative.

Love it.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it ;)

[murasaki1200.livejournal.com]

So glad you're keeping this timeline going.
There's so much potential with these characters which the show is not exploring for various reasons.

I really like how you're giving Bo more substance. She totally needs to understand better what Lauren's connection with the Ash means, how it affects Lauren's esp. if a conflict arises between obeying the Ash and her relationship with Bo.
Between the satisfying characterization and the hot sexing, this is a treat. Thank you!

Looking forward to more Lost Girl fic from you.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad that you liked it, and that the slightly different characterization of Bo worked.

There's so much potential with these characters which the show is not exploring for various reasons.

In order to write for this show anymore I honestly had to make this time-line my fic/head!canon. I cannot write the character of Bo the way she is presented on screen because I want to KILL HER half the time.

Looking forward to more Lost Girl fic from you.

Here's hoping that the shows finale two episodes are good so that I can stay ficcing. Right now I am feeling very "The Hollows" about the show, which is scaring me a bit because I cannot go back to Rachel/Ivy no matter how much I sometimes wish I could.

[statuepup.livejournal.com]

Happily, heatedly waiting for part 2. Excellent characterizations, and I wholeheartedly agree the show should be so lucky to do justice to their relationship as you have. Thanks!

Looking forward to your recap tonight as well. :)

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed it and that the characterization worked!

I'll try not to keep you waiting too long for part two (and I hope you enjoyed the recap, even though I didn't enjoy the episode lol)

[madndizzee.livejournal.com]

That was hot. And the plot was great too. (I really want to know how Lauren ended up being indebted to the Ash though.) But ending the chapter there, that's EVIL! :P

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Thankee! I'm so glad you liked it :D

really want to know how Lauren ended up being indebted to the Ash though.

Me too! I'm thinking we're going to have to wait til the second season to get that information though, if we get it at all. Which is sad-making since the second season is a while away.

But ending the chapter there, that's EVIL! :P



lol, I'm evil. That's just what I do!

[andrea-reisende.livejournal.com]

Love the communications between these two, the conversations, the touches... And "your" Bo is kind of more grown-up. :P
Oh, it's getting hot!

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you enjoyed it, and that the slightly more grown-up Bo worked (I honestly couldn't face writing Bo the way she is on the show. I had to 'grow her up' for my sanity).

[canvasbug.livejournal.com]

~/turns the aircon on full blast
Your fics are always a delight to read (probably should note that reading your fics is how I found out about LG - many thanks for that!)and this piece is excellent in portraying characters whose motives and actions fans can actually understand (the show periodically leaves us hanging and scratching our heads). Bo being less of a brat and actually acting more mature with Lauren is refreshing, especially after this week's...lovely interaction. Can't wait for the next part!

[khase-fan09.livejournal.com]

“You can ... fuck me,” Lauren whispered. “Sometimes I want you to fuck me.”

OH, MY GOD, WOMAN. Are you trying to kill me? So hot. Just... lsjrwueo;sfaweur;afoiweorw. That's all I got.

*stumbles off to fix brain and read part 2*

[bellataggart.livejournal.com]

That was very hot. I love it when this much hotness has a good plot in it. Just satisfying all around :)

[rigelinorion.livejournal.com]

Wow really loved this. That bit about being the only one Bo wants to snuggle with... I really liked.