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sash--sweetie - Bliss

Bliss - Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

LOST GIRL - BO/LAUREN

Bliss

sash--sweetie

Title: Bliss

Author: sash--sweetie

Genre: Lost Girl

Pairing: Bo/Lauren

Rating: PG-13

Description: Sleeping with Bo might feel like bliss, but where it will get you is anything but. When Lauren finally sleeps with Bo at the Ash's request, but fails in her objective of keeping Bo with her, what is the result for her??

Bliss

sash--sweetie

Lauren felt the pleasure seeping into her even before her lips reached Bo’s, but once they connected, all she felt was bliss.

Bo pulled back almost immediately, shaking her head. “No. Lauren. What are you doing?”

Guilt washed through the Doctor as she snuck a hand into Bo’s hair. “I… I don’t know. Just let me, okay?” Even so aroused, she knew full well what she was doing. Giving in to her desires, giving in to danger, Giving in to… She was disgusted with herself. Her desire for Bo was so obvious that the Ash could see it and use it against her. She could stop now, find some other way to distract her friend… Her eyes met Bo’s. Almost without her noticing, her lips found the fae’s again. This time Bo relaxed into the kiss. Not enough to loose her power, but enough to enjoy herself. Lauren’s mind spun – pleasure, safety, love… All negative thoughts were blasted from her mind. She was vaguely aware that they were moving towards the bedroom, losing clothing as they went.

Bo ripped the Ash’s symbol from around her neck and Lauren’s heart soared. “No-one owns you”

She was free. Free to pursue love, whatever form it took. Light, Dark, Undeclared, Fae, Human – divisions meant nothing here. The real world seemed so far away.

She woke, naked, cold. Hearing movement she turned to see Bo dressing. Guilt and panic washed through her. “Where are you going?”

Bo turned, a smile lighting up her features as she leaned in for a kiss. There was no pleasure now, just fear. Lauren wanted to cry. “Go back to sleep. I have to go… ”

“No!” Lauren winced mentally at how whiney she sounded, how afraid. “No,” she tempered her tone a little, “Please. Stay. Stay with me.”

Bo frowned, confused. “I… ” realisation crossed her face. Understanding. “He sent you here.”

Lauren thought her heart was breaking. “Let me explain.” Anger was evident on the Fae’s features. “Please. I haven’t done anything wrong.” She pleaded, almost crying as she held the sheets around herself.

“He sent you here, to my bed. Everything about that is wrong.” Bo stalked away, leaving her.

Lauren tried one more time. “Please, Bo. Vex… ”

“You know his name?” Bo spotted the charm on the floor, picked it up, threw it angrily in Lauren’s direction, her disgust plain to see. “Don’t forget your dog collar.”

Lauren watched the necklace fly towards her, landing on the bed with a slight thump. She managed to restrain herself until she heard the door slam downstairs before dissolving into tears in sheets that still smelled like Bo. She didn’t understand how she’d let this happen. She’d promised herself that there were certain things the Ash could never control and she’d been wrong. She’d failed.

Gradually, exhaustedly, she gathered herself up, pulled on clothes crumpled by a night on the floor. All she could do now was to try and salvage the situation, for Bo’s safety and her own. She hoped beyond hope that Dyson was at the bar. She dragged herself down the stairs, admiration for the werewolf at being able to keep this up night after night making its way across her consciousness. At some level she had to respect his stamina, even though he was a total ass.

She stumbled into the establishment, too focussed on seeking out Dyson and Kenzi to think about the stares she was raising in her dishevelled state. The Fae were used to seeing the Ash’s Doctor clean and kempt, and she was anything but right now.

She delivered her message and crumpled, Hale guiding her into a chair as the others raced out to find Bo. He shook his head and whistled gently. “Damn, girl.” He murmured under his breath.

When she woke later, she was in the back room of the bar, and Hale was leafing through some book or another in a chair nearby. “Bo?” she croaked.

Hale put down the book and made his way over. “Bo’s fine.” He sighed. “She sure did a number on you, though.”

“Mmm” Lauren closed her eyes again. “So tired.”

“Yeah. Getting it on with a Succubus will do that to you.” Hale agreed. “I figured I should at least let you get conscious before the Ash busts one on your ass.”

“Thanks” Lauren commented wryly before sleep claimed her again.

Hale settled himself back into the chair to wait. “Hey, I get it. Even if those two don’t.” He murmured to himself as he picked the book back up. He shuddered. “But I doubt you’ll thank me once the Ash gets his hands on you.”

He didn’t want to think about what the Ash would do to the pretty Doctor for failing. As humans went, he was kind of fond of her, just like he was of Kenzi. Lauren was a good person. She didn’t deserve what was coming to her.

Chapter 2

“Where the Hell is Lauren?” Bo burst out as she stormed into the clinic looking like she was about to kill someone.

Dyson and Hale exchanged a look. “Bo… ” Dyson started, laying the unconscious Kenzi down on a gurney.

Bo whipped around. “What?! Kenzi’s hurt. Where is she?”

“She failed at a task for the Ash, Bo.” Hale said slowly.

“So?”

“So… Lauren belongs to him. There’ll be… consequences.”

Bo paled slightly as a man wearing scrubs entered the room. “What’s going on?” He demanded.

“She’s with us.” Dyson said by way of explanation, pointing at Kenzi.

The man nodded and walked over to the gurney, examining the small woman.

Bo made her way over to Dyson. “What type of consequences are we talking here?” she questioned quietly, watching the Fae examine Kenzi out of the corner of her eye.

“It depends how important keeping you away from Vex was to him.”

“Well, would he kill her?” Bo demanded, her voice pitching upwards.

Dyson sighed. “Bo. When are you going to start understanding that your being undeclared puts the rest of us in a very dangerous position?” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “No. I don’t think he’d kill her. He’ll just cause her a considerable amount of pain. She’s too useful to him for him to kill her.”

“He’ll hurt her because she couldn’t stop me from confronting Vex?”

“He’ll hurt her for failing to complete her assignment. “ Dyson corrected.

Bo’s eyes squeezed shut. “What’ll he do to her?” She murmured as any anger she’d been feeling towards Lauren for what she’d done flickered and died, leaving only fear to take its place.

Lauren curled in the dark, tears running down her cheeks as she shivered, trying to get warm. She’d only been here once before. She rarely failed, and one experience in this place was more than enough. She barely had time to wipe a hand across her face before the images descended upon her again. “No” she whispered, fighting as long as she could before falling into the internal world of her mind “Please… ”

It was no use.

“Sensory deprivation?” Bo questioned.

Hale nodded. “Complete darkness. No sound except what you create. A tiny room so you can’t move around. And… He uses a Mesmer.”

“A Mesmer” Bo’s tone of voice expressed complete lack of understanding.

Hale looked to Dyson, who sighed. “A Mesmer can gain complete access to your mind and use what’s in it against you. Take bad memories, change memories… Make you relive them. That sort of thing.” He scratched his neck. “Not a pleasant experience. Makes you feel like you’re going crazy.”

Bo’s face drained of all colour as the implication of what Lauren was going through hit her. “I thought you were meant to be the good guys.” She whispered, horrified. “We have to get her out.”

Dyson’s eyes widened. “Go against the Ash?” He shook his head. “No. Not on this Bo. He owns her.”

“No-one owns her” Bo snapped.

Dyson rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”

Hale laid a hand on her arm. “I let her rest up for as long as possible.”

Bo glared at him. “You knew this would happen and you let them take her?” her voice was quiet, deadly.

Hale shrugged. “She knew what she was going to. It’s happened before. Why do you think she’s so closed off?”

Anger blazed across Bo’s face. “Fine. I’ll go on my own. Stay with Kenzi.” She turned on her heel, heading for the door.

“Stop her.” Dyson muttered.

Hale sighed, shaking his head, and started to whistle.

Bo whipped around, clapping hands over her ears in an effort to block the sound. “No” she pleaded as her eyes rolled back and she collapsed to the ground.

“She is going to be pissed when she wakes up.” Hale commented.

Dyson grunted “It’s for her own good.” He picked up the fallen Succubus and placed her on a gurney.

“Is it?” Hale questioned under his breath. He suspected otherwise but opted not to comment, instead moving to see how things were going with his human friend.

“How is she?”

The Fae looked up from the stitches he was putting in. “She’ll be fine.” He said by way of explanation.

She was in Bo’s bed, smiling as the other woman moved carefully on top of her. She felt the familiar tingling of pleasure licking at her mind as the brunette’s lips whispered across hers.

“May I?” Bo murmured, her breath raising hairs on Lauren’s naked skin.

“Of course” The Doctor agreed readily.

Bo chuckled, lowering her mouth to Lauren’s, her tongue snaking its way into her mouth.

Bliss descended, and it wasn’t until darkness flickered at the edge of her vision that Lauren realised Bo was sapping her life from her. Panic took over, allowing her to jerk away slightly. Bo grasped her shoulders more tightly, pulling her in physically so she couldn’t escape… .

Lauren came to screaming.

Chapter 3

“Lauren!” Bo pounded on the door of the Doctor’s apartment “I know you’re in there! Open up!”

The blonde shifted slightly on the bed as the hammering on her door brought her back into the conscious world. Hearing Bo’s voice, she pulled the blankets over her head and burrowed into them, tears squeezing from her eyes. “Go away” she whispered, blocking the sounds out to the best of her ability.

“Um… Bo?”

The Succubus paused in her assault on the door to glare at her companion. “What?”

Kenzi shrugged. “I don’t think she wants to talk to you.” She pointed out, practical for once.

Bo’s eyes flashed. “I. Don’t. Care.” She kicked the door to punctuate the point.

Kenzi sighed, accepting that they weren’t going anywhere until her friend got what she wanted. Pulling a few things from her pocket, she moved towards the door. “Shove over.” She said tiredly.

The retort that was on Bo’s lips as she whirled around died as she saw what was in Kenzi’s hands. “I knew I liked you.” She grinned, moving out of the way.

The smaller girl rolled her eyes, crouching down to insert a couple of picks into the lock. “Well” she commented, “lucky for you, the good doctor has a shitty lock.” She manoeuvred the pieces of metal around skilfully until a click sounded. “There. That should do it.”

Bo grinned again. “Excellent.” She turned the handle and pushed the door inwards. “Lauren?” she called, wandering into the apartment.

Kenzi headed in after her, eyebrows heading into her bangs as she looked around and realised the Doctor actually had decent taste. Rather than following Bo as she charged off into the bedroom, she dropped down onto the couch and picked up one of the magazines on the table, flipping through it idly.

The quiet was short-lived as “What in Hell do you think you’re doing?” Came out of the bedroom followed by Bo being removed bodily from the room by Lauren wrapped in her duvet. “What right do you have to break into my apartment?” the blonde demanded.

Bo looked strangely awkward. “I was worried” she mumbled.

Lauren opened her mouth and shut it, frowning. “Worried.” She re-iterated, disbelief lacing its way into her tone.

Bo threw her hands in the air in exasperation “You’ve been gone for two weeks!” she exclaimed. “Hale and Dyson started talking about consequences and Mesmers… ”

“And Hale had to knock her out to stop her from going in after you” Kenzi put in from the couch.

Bo turned to glare at her. “As I recall, you were unconscious at the time.”

Kenzi just shrugged, clearly enjoying herself.

“Two weeks” Lauren murmured. Time had passed strangely in that place, and she couldn’t really remember how long it had been that they’d kept her there, or when they’d returned her. She felt Bo’s eyes on her and looked up to find the Succubus watching her, something pained and confusing in her expression. “I dreamed of you” Lauren whispered, thinking back to the feeling of panic as she’d realised she was dying and shivered, pulling the blanket tighter around herself. Bo moved towards her and Lauren threw up a hand to keep her back. “Don’t” she said hoarsely, and then, her voice steadier: “Please don’t touch me.”

Bo nodded silently, though obviously hurt. Behind them on the couch, Kenzi yawned and stood up, bored of watching the scene unfold. “Well, I’m gonna go.”

“’Kay, see you at home.” Bo said absently, still watching the Doctor with a frown on her face. Kenzi rolled her eyes and left, hoping that either Hale or Dyson would be at the bar to entertain her.

“Are you still mad?” Lauren questioned as the door clicked shut behind Kenzi.

“Yes.” Bo admitted, taking a seat on the couch “but I understand, now.”

A harsh laugh escaped the blonde as she fingered the charm around her neck. “Do you”- it wasn’t a question, Bo realised, but blunt statement of the fact that she did not actually understand at all.

She looked up at Lauren, taking in all the pain encompassed in the other woman’s face. “I’m sorry” she burst out rawly.

A ghost of a smile passed over Lauren’s face, and she moved to sit beside Bo on the couch. “I know. I am too.” Slowly, reminding herself that this was not a Mesmer-induced hallucination but real, she tilted her head to lean against Bo’s shoulder. “I thought I was going to die there”, she admitted.

Bo’s hand snuck into hers, and suddenly the Doctor burst into tears, everything from the last two weeks becoming too difficult to handle with the implications of that simple gesture. Bo’s arms wrapped around her and Lauren collapsed into them, unexpectedly desperate for the human contact. “I’m sorry I didn’t come for you” Bo whispered into her hair.

“You wanted to, that’s what matters” Lauren told her. “It’s been a long time since anyone’s cared enough about me to do that.”

Bo squeezed her tighter. “I just wish you’d told me.”

Lauren nodded “Me too”.

“Why didn’t you?” Bo asked curiously.

Lauren examined her, confused. “Isn’t it obvious? I wanted you to like me. I didn’t want to be the embodiment of the lack of freedom you fight so hard against.“ She buried her face in Bo’s shoulder. “I’ll be a slave for as long as I live and after.”

Indignation fluttered across Bo’s face. “I can’t believe I belong to a race that has no problem treating humans as lesser creatures” she grumbled darkly.

“Not all fae do.” Lauren pointed out reasonably, then smothered a yawn. “I’m really sorry, but I need to go back to bed if I’m going to make it into the clinic at some point this week.”

Bo nodded, an embarrassed grin making its way onto her face. “Sorry for breaking into your apartment.”

Lauren chuckled. “In the end, I’m glad you did.”

Bo squeezed her hand gently. “I was really worried, you know.”

Lauren looked down, a blush just visible on her pale skin. “I shouldn’t have lied”

Bo shook her head. “It doesn’t matter”

Lauren stifled another yawn. “I should… ” she gestured towards the bedroom before looking down at Bo’s hand in hers. “Would you… ?” she trailed off, never quite finishing the question.

Bo smiled. “I’d love to”. She stood, pulling Lauren up off the couch after her. “Perhaps we’d better save ‘Ride the Succubus’ for another night, though.”

“That would probably be prudent.” Lauren agreed, watching fascinated as Bo simply divested herself of clothing between the living room and the bed. “Um, should I guess you don’t want pyjamas?” she questioned weakly.

Bo’s eyes danced from where she sat naked on the bed. “No thanks.”

Lauren rolled her eyes and threw the duvet at her. “Show off.” She muttered.

Bo shrugged. “I’m a Succubus – aren’t I meant to be inherently sexual?” she argued good naturedly.

“Apparently so” Lauren agreed, climbing into the bed beside her.

“Is that your expert opinion, Doctor?” Bo asked in a very seductive tone.

Lauren flipped over to find the brunette’s face very close to her own. “It is.” She agreed, wondering vaguely where her breath had gone. When Bo’s lips touched hers, the painful clamouring in her mind disappeared for a moment to be replaced with peace and joy. She drew back, surprised. “Do that again.” She whispered. Bo looked confused but brushed her lips against Lauren’s again briefly with the same effect. Lauren practically groaned with relief.

“What am I doing?” Bo questioned.

Lauren smiled. “The sedative effects you have are counteracting the hyperstimulation of my brain by the Mesmer”

“So… ”

“So, it gives me a clue. I could counteract the temporary effects chemically. Take meds.” She smiled.

“Or I could just keep on kissing you” Bo suggested.

Lauren chuckled. “As much as I’d enjoy that, I think it would interfere with both of our lives.”

“You’re waaaay to practical for your own good.”

Lauren lay back against the pillows. “It’s possible.” She agreed.

Bo curled up next to her. “Sweet dreams”

“You too” Lauren murmured, reaching for the light.

Unfortunately, it was too much to hope for.

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