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fembuckTitle: Succubus Blues
Author: Janine
Fandom: Lost Girl
Pairing: Bo/Lauren
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Bo is overjoyed to finally have met another succubus, but her fascination with Saskia leads to some expected problems.
Note: This follows in the same timeline as Bittersweet Symphony and Conversations about the Complicated.
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The music in the club thumped hypnotically in the background as alcohol laden, sweat covered, horny bodies gyrated nearby. Normally, in an atmosphere like that Bo’s attention would have been focused on the people, the prey, around her, but on this particular night Bo’s mind was swirling and energy thrummed through her for an entirely different reason.
Saskia sat across from her on a plush couch situated just beyond the robes separating the dance floor from the lounge. She rested against the back of the couch easily, her legs drawn up on the cushion, looking so effortlessly sexy that Bo might have been jealous if she hadn’t been so impressed. Enticing people had never been a problem for her. She was attractive and as a succubus she unconsciously radiated a sexual energy that drew people to her, but she still had to try when she wanted to appear alluring. ‘Try’ didn’t seem to be part of Saskia’s vocabulary.
“If you have a favourite pet,” Saskia was saying as Bo dragged her eyes up the length of the other woman’s body so that she was looking at her face again, “and we all have our favourites,” she continued smirking in a way that made it impossible for Bo not to return the grin, “you need to make sure that you mark them.”
“Mark them?” Bo asked, arching a dubious eyebrow. “How?”
“Not what you’re thinking,” Saskia responded laughing airily. “The lycanthropes may be into that, but we have a much more sophisticated way of letting others know what’s ours,” Saskia declared haughtily.
“Okay, I’ll ask again. How?” Bo inquired even though she wasn’t sure that she was quite comfortable with the idea of ‘marking’ Lauren. There was already too much of that going around in Lauren’s life and she didn’t want to become part of the problem.
“Succubae read energy,” Saskia began throwing her legs over the edge of the couch so that she was free to lean closer to Bo. “Right now, you only know how to pull energy from others, but it’s also possible to release it. That’s how we mark our claims.”
“We ... breathe on people?” Bo asked in an effort to clarify since that didn’t seem particularly sophisticated to her.
“We shower them in the essence of our being,” Saskia replied loftily, tilting her chin up so that she was looking down her nose at Bo.
“A football player offered to do that to me at a frat party once,” Bo responded smirking. “I not so politely declined.”
Saskia laughed at that and leaned back against the couch, observing Bo as her laughter slowly tapered off.
“It really is good for your skin,” she commented lightly, her lips twisting up into a smile once again at the expression that came onto Bo’s face. “You’ve been living around humans for too long,” Saskia commented a little sadly a second later. “Succubae should not feel shame in that which gives us, and others, pleasure.”
“A frat boy bukkake would not have given me pleasure,” Bo muttered glowering a little though she was able to recognize some truth in Saskia’s words.
When she had first discovered that she could have sex with Fae without killing them, she had indulged the instincts that she had been forced to deny in the years that followed her first disastrous sexual encounter. Dyson had been her drug of choice at the time, but she had found others, and had explored and experimented with them for hours, often until she collapsed into a blissfully fucked out state of semi-consciousness. In the morning however, she had always been greeted by Kenzi’s increasingly wide and incredulous eyes, and though she knew her friend didn’t mean to look disapproving and grossed out, she did, and Bo had curbed her night-time activities in an attempt to be slightly more socially acceptable.
“You don’t know that,” Saskia said pointedly, but then she leaned forward and reached for her drink seemingly willing to drop the conversation thread which Bo was grateful for.
“Can anyone besides other Succubae tell when we’ve marked someone?” Bo asked, intrigued with certain aspects of the concept despite herself.
She didn’t like the way the Fae world operated, but as she spent more time steeped in their world, she was beginning to understand that not liking it didn’t change what was. The fact was that Lauren was vulnerable to other succubae, and having seen how unscrupulous both the Light and Dark Fae were, Bo worried about how easy it would be for one of her kind to take advantage of Lauren. She didn’t like the idea of putting a claim on Lauren, but if Lauren agreed to it and she was able to learn how to do it, leaving her signature on Lauren would at least offer her a measure of protection from others of her kind. Even so, Bo had to take into consideration the fact that Lauren already wore the Ash’s mark, and therefore she needed to be quite certain that marking Lauren with her essence wouldn’t put her in danger before she even broached the subject with the blonde.
“No,” Saskia responded. “The residual traces of Succubus energy that remain on someone after we’ve marked them are only visible to us. Why?” she asked suddenly focusing her full attention on Bo, studying her closely. “Do you have a favourite?” she continued grinning.
Bo shrugged nonchalantly but knew that her skin had coloured slightly giving some of her feelings away.
“Possibly,” Bo admitted as Saskia continued to study her. “But due to certain ... uh, circumstances she might not want to.”
“Want to?” Saskia repeated slowly, feeling the words out as she spoke them as if she had never heard the words before. “You were going to ask ... permission?” she continued sounding both amused and befuddled by the idea.
“Well, yeah,” Bo responded scrunching her eyebrows together as Saskia began to laugh again, not certain that she liked how amusing Saskia found the idea of her seeking Lauren’s consent. “Of course. Just breathing my energy all over someone without asking would be rude.”
Saskia shook her head slowly. “You are a strange succubus,” she sighed. “You probably want to get married,” she continued laughing again, though the laughter died quickly when Bo looked away from her uncomfortably. “Bo,” Saskia began seriously, but before she could get any more out, Bo’s iPhone began to vibrate where it rested on the table in front of the couch.
Bo looked at the phone. She had ignored it the other times it had gone off, not wanting to put Saskia off by making it seem like the other woman had less than her full attention. She enjoyed hearing the elaborate histories that Kenzi came up with for cab drivers after getting a look at their ID badges, but this time she was going to have to wait until she got home to hear the story. She couldn’t risk alienating Saskia.
“You should get it,” Saskia said noticing Bo’s look, just like she had noticed Bo look over the other times the phone had vibrated, and like she had noticed the tortured look on her face when she’d turned away without picking it up. “Your sulky friend may have an emergency.”
“We’re talking,” Bo said looking over at Saskia again, “I don’t want to just ...”
“Go ahead,” Saskia said waving her hand dismissively. “I have wine to distract me.”
“Okay. Sorry,” Bo said apologetically before reaching forward to pick it up.
>> FYI, Dr. Hot Pants is NOT Dr. Happy Pants. Call her ASAP & handle ur shit, or u’ll b riding the ‘party of 1’ train 2 Pleasure Junction 4 the next ‘long ass period of time’. K<<
“Bad news?” Saskia inquired, watching as Bo’s eyebrows scrunched up and her lips pressed together into a thin line.
“I really, really don’t want to, but I have to go,” Bo said tucking the phone into her bag as the screen went dark again. She wasn’t sure why Kenzi thought it was important that she immediately call Lauren, but she was willing to trust her friend’s instincts. She might have been able to bend someone to her will with a touch, but Kenzi was much better at reading people’s body language and vocal cues than she was. If Kenzi felt that immediate action was required then she would trust her instincts.
Saskia was silent for a moment and then her lips curved up slightly, a knowing expression coming into her eyes.
“Your bitch just called, didn’t she?” Saskia asked sounding distinctly amused. Bo seemed agitated and distracted, but not upset so Saskia doubted that anything serious had happened to the short annoying one she had been with earlier. However, if Bo was jumping up and heading out after one text, it had to have been from someone important to her, which left the pet.
“Lauren’s not my bitch,” Bo grunted, shooting Saskia a disgruntled look as she rose to her feet.
“Mm,” Saskia hummed, watching as Bo quickly tugged on the thin leather jacket she had abandoned wearing after about ten minutes in the club. “I think you’re right about that. After all, you’re the one answering the whistle.”
“It’s not like that,” Bo said frowning, even though it was a little bit like that.
“And it shouldn’t be,” Saskia stated emphatically. “We’re succubae, Bo. People come to us. You call your pets to you and they come running. Not the other way around.”
“Lauren’s not just ‘people’ and she’s certainly not my pet,” Bo said, meeting Saskia’s eyes for the first time since she had gotten Kenzi’s text. “She’s ... special to me. I care about her. I know that makes you think that I’m a moron and that it’s just more evidence that I’m the worst succubus ever, but I don’t give a shit. I’ll never be able to adequately express to you how much meeting you means to me, and I really do want to learn the things you have to teach me. But if you talk about Lauren like she’s a meaningless thing not worthy of basic consideration again, I’ll smack you in the mouth,” Bo concluded holding Saskia’s eyes for a second longer before she decisively tugged on her jacket, pulling it into place. “Are you still going to come tomorrow?” Bo asked a moment later.
“As long as it’s after noon,” Saskia drawled causing Bo’s shoulders to sag a little in relief. “Being the Cagney to your Lacey sounds fun and all, but I need my beauty sleep,” she continued lifting her hand up to touch the soft skin under her left eye, tracing non-existent circles.
“After noon, got it,” Bo said smiling, relief flooding through her. She hadn’t wanted to alienate Saskia, but she couldn’t let the other woman’s comments slide either. She was just glad that she wasn’t going to have to give up learning about her heritage because of it. “And you know you’re flawless.”
Saskia shrugged demurely and waved her hand in Bo’s direction coquettishly. “You’re right of course,” she murmured shamelessly.
Bo smirked at her, and then turned her head to look over her shoulder in the direction of the exit.
“Thanks for everything. Really. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said.
Saskia nodded lazily and with that Bo turned and headed towards the bright red exit sign.
Part II
>>Dude, I can so tell you’re not used to having a ‘special someone’<< Kenzi sighed into the receiver as Bo made her way through the parking lot outside of the club.
“So she sounded mad?” Bo asked scrunching up her face at the thought as she finally located her car and began to wrestle her keys out of the ridiculously small pocket of her jacket.
>>She’s Lauren. I’m not sure she’s capable of making mad sounds<< Kenzi responded, and Bo could tell from the tone of her voice that she was making a face on the other end of the line. >>But she did sound ... frownier than she usually does. Not that I can really blame her<< Kenzi continued.
Having been ditched by Bo earlier that evening she was much more sympathetic to Lauren’s plight and was currently sharing the blonde’s sour grapes.
“But I didn’t do anything,” Bo complained as she slipped into the driver’s seat. “Why is she frowny and why don’t you blame her?”
>>Dude<< Kenzi replied drawing the word out as long as humanly possible. >>Are you for serious with that shit? <<
“What?” Bo asked starting up the engine. “Yes, I’m for serious,” she added a second later when Kenzi didn’t respond. “What am I missing here?”
>>Bo, you’re my girl and I love you, but damn! You are an ass sometimes<< Kenzi declared, and once again Bo just knew that she was shaking her head from whatever surface she happened to be perched on.
“I’m an ass?” Bo repeated sounding confused, though a touch of indignation seemed to be working itself into her tone. “Why am I an ass? I didn’t do anything. I’ve just been hanging with Saskia.”
>>Exactly<< Kenzi said triumphantly jabbing her finger into the air in front of her even though Bo couldn’t see her pokey gestures of victory.
Bo sighed deeply as she finished reversing and began to drive towards the end of the parking lot.
“Please just tell me what I’ve done,” Bo muttered no able to handle Kenzi’s cryptic responses any longer.
>>It’s what you didn’t do. As in, ‘you didn’t meet Lauren at that Ethiopian restaurant for your date because you were too busy getting your drunk on with another woman’ ... you ass<< Kenzi replied, adding the last two words in there because she was mad at Bo, though the rest of her scathing tone was for Lauren’s benefit. She and the doc weren’t bro’s or anything, but the Girl Code demanded she give Bo some shit for standing a lady up, even if that lady was Lauren.
“Shit,” Bo exclaimed, just barely resisting the urge to slam her head against the steering wheel.
>>Indeed. That is what you are knee deep in<< Kenzi responded sounding more amused by Bo’s plight than she normally would have because of her whole being mad at Bo thing.
“How frowny did she sound?” Bo asked as she pulled a U-turn, reversing her direction from home to the direction of Lauren’s place.
>>Uh<< Kenzi hummed. >>I’d stop at a pawn shop and see if you can find some pretty jewellery. Also, unless you plan on using your succubus-fu to turn her into a Bo-sessed puddle of girly lust, you should probably prepare yourself for that Party-Of-One Train to Pleasure Junction. At least for tonight<<
Bo groaned and made a mental note to keep her eyes out for pawn shops.
>>Poor Bo<< Kenzi sighed. >>Able to look at the Hot Pants but not get in them. Send my condolences to your vag<<
“Hanging up now,” Bo muttered darkly.
>>Uh, you meant ‘thank you so much for paying more attention to my social life than I do and stopping me from being frozen out of Lauren’s secret garden forever, oh whatever would I do without you Kenzi?’ hanging up now before my gratitude overwhelms me, right?<<
“How do you speak for such long periods of time without stopping to breathe?” Bo asked, smiling at Kenzi’s rant despite the fact that Lauren was frowny, and that she was – apparently – an ass.
>>The same way you can bump and grind until the ceiling collapses without breaking your punany. It’s a natural gift<<
“Okay, first of all, the ceiling didn’t collapse, it just cracked a little. I already apologized for ruining your bowl of Capt. Crunch. And secondly, goodbye,” Bo said turning off her phone before Kenzi could come up with a smartass reply to that too.
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Date: 2010-12-08 01:35 am (UTC)“A football player offered to do that to me at a frat party once,” Bo responded smirking. “I not so politely declined.”
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“A frat boy bukkake would not have given me pleasure,” Bo muttered glowering a little though she was able to recognize some truth in Saskia’s words.
Thanks for writing this mini-series, I love reading your witty one-liners! The question I have is why Bo would forget that she would have a standing engagement with Lauren since it didn't really come up anywhere. :)
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:15 pm (UTC)As for Bo forgetting, Lauren, of course wonders the same thing so the issue is addressed in the third part of the story when she goes to see Lauren ;)
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Date: 2010-12-07 09:23 pm (UTC)I'm dying to see just how frowny Lauren is.
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:17 pm (UTC)And the part with frowny Lauren is now up!
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Date: 2010-12-07 09:29 pm (UTC)>>It’s what you didn’t do. As in, ‘you didn’t meet Lauren at that Ethiopian restaurant for your date because you were too busy getting your drunk on with another woman’ ... you ass<< Kenzi replied, adding the last two words in there because she was mad at Bo, though the rest of her scathing tone was for Lauren’s benefit. She and the doc weren’t bro’s or anything, but the Girl Code demanded she give Bo some shit for standing a lady up, even if that lady was Lauren.
LOVED this paragraph. In my head, this is exactly how the Kenzi-Lauren relationship would go down if Lauren and Bo were actually a thing. Not bros (at least not that Kenzi would admit to!), but having a certain kind of solidarity, especially when it comes to dealing with dumb Fae.
Also, this is such a Bo thing to do, I had to snort a little.
>>Dude, I can so tell you’re not used to having a ‘special someone’<< Kenzi sighed into the receiver as Bo made her way through the parking lot outside of the club.
Also, this. I like that you're touching on Bo's total unfamiliarity with being in a relationship, but in a way that is, if not endearing, at least understandable.
She might have been able to bend someone to her will with a touch, but Kenzi was much better at reading people’s body language and vocal cues than she was.
Truer words.
>>She’s Lauren. I’m not sure she’s capable of making mad sounds<< Kenzi responded, and Bo could tell from the tone of her voice that she was making a face on the other end of the line. >>But she did sound ... frownier than she usually does. Not that I can really blame her<< Kenzi continued.
Hah! Love that description of Lauren!
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:22 pm (UTC)Not bros (at least not that Kenzi would admit to!), but having a certain kind of solidarity, especially when it comes to dealing with dumb Fae.
Totes. And once Lauren really proves herself in Kenzi's eyes (cause you know Kenzi is Bo's self assigned guard dog) I could see them bonding over the human thing, in addition of course to them complaining to each other fondly about Bo's dumbass tendencies.
I like that you're touching on Bo's total unfamiliarity with being in a relationship, but in a way that is, if not endearing, at least understandable.
I'm glad that you like that aspect. I am intrigued by the idea too and wanted to look at it, but NOT the way the show has been.
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Date: 2010-12-07 09:47 pm (UTC)Oh and.....DR HOT PANTS FOR THE WIN!!
Cant wait for the next part :)
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:23 pm (UTC)Hot Pants Forever!
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:24 pm (UTC)I hope you enjoy the next part :D
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Date: 2010-12-07 10:38 pm (UTC)Anyway, very very funny indeed. The text had me laughing out loud. And may I just say I'm starting to like Saskia. Would love to see more of her.
I havent yet seen the last episode, so I dont know if this marking thing is for real or if you made it up, but either way, I like it.
Also, (shaking my index finger in the air) Bad Bo.
Definitely looking forward to the next one.
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Date: 2010-12-07 10:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-08 05:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-08 05:27 pm (UTC)I'm happy Saskia came across well. I loved her from like her second scene on the show.
The marking thing is something I made up, though it wouldn't surprise me if Bo could do something like that on the show. but, I like the idea too. And maybe despite herself I think Lauren will too, leading to some very sexy times.
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-08 05:30 pm (UTC)And Bo is a pretty bad Succubus, lol. Though I think her bad succubus tendencies will end up making her a pretty good girlfriend once she gets her shit together.
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Date: 2010-12-08 02:05 am (UTC)Two, the title Succubus Blues? Just a heads-up, but you want to make a little google image search about it, maybe alongside "Richelle Mead". You might find out it's actually the title of a book by a published author. I have no clue about this whatsover, but I'd hate to see you get in trouble for something this simple.
Third, and this is where I once more show I'm a complete urban fantasy geek, the plural of succubus is succubi.
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:37 pm (UTC)Kenzi and Saskia are GREAT though. Kenzi has gotten me through entire episodes with her one-liners. Lauren is also pretty great, but she gets next to no screen time.
Bo is Rachel Morgan (and not likable books 1-5 Rachel, Bo is Pierce banging Rachel)
For an urban fantasy fan though, I'd say it's worth checking out.
I had no idea about teh Richelle Mead series of books. As this story had nothing to do with that book series however, and is fanfic for an obscure Canadian show I don't think it'll be a problem.
Third, and this is where I once more show I'm a complete urban fantasy geek, the plural of succubus is succubi.
Microsoft word spell checker LIES again! *sigh* Duly noted for future ficcing!
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Date: 2010-12-08 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-08 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-10 11:41 pm (UTC)“Shit,” Bo exclaimed, just barely resisting the urge to slam her head against the steering wheel.
This made me laugh hard. Cause it's something Bo would do! lol
>>Poor Bo<< Kenzi sighed. >>Able to look at the Hot Pants but not get in them. Send my condolences to your vag<<
lmao!
Actually that whole conversation with Bo and Kenzi on the phone was awesomely brilliant! You have Kenzi's snark and wit perfectly!
Also...punany *lol*
Hope that cold has run it's course so you can have a better weekend!
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Date: 2010-12-11 05:13 am (UTC)Bo is totally Lauren bitch, hehehe...I love Saskia she's so snarky and funny =)
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Date: 2010-12-12 04:46 am (UTC)What is wrong with Bo missing out on dinner at an Ethiopian restaurant anyways?
Now she's really in the soup with Lauren. Looking forward to some major groveling.
As I'm reading this I'm realizing that I havent seen any of the Saskia eps, which is too bad. Would love to see Kenzi and Saskia deal with each other. should be entertaining.