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Hades had been sent back to where he'd come from over a century before. The fae had continued on as they always did, and Bo had never stopped being the champion she was, helping people, stopping evil, that sort of thing. However, she'd suffered losses. While she still had Dyson, Vex, Mark and her half-sister Dagny, Lauren and Kenzi had both since died. They'd been very difficult losses to take, but ones that she'd known would come sooner or later.

She'd moved on, though she sometimes still felt the losses. And she still missed Tamsin, which tended to be a more potent pain considering Dagny was her daughter. At any rate, she was a succubus, and she had been living as one since she'd lost Lauren. She was still friends-with-benefits with Dyson, sometimes it being more than that, but they were currently in one of their FWB stages.

After finishing a particularly headache-inducing job, Bo had gone home to change for a night out. She decided going to Vex's club would be the best outlet. And maybe she'd find someone to spend the night with. Or multiple someones. She definitely wasn't against threesomes. Her succubus engine was getting revved up, and she was needing an outlet for it. She'd pulled on a black dress that not only showed off her cleavage, but showed a ton of skin, then she did her hair and make-up, giving herself a bit of a gothic edge. Heavy on the eye liner, mascara and eye shadow as usual. The dress was paired with a sexy pair of high heeled boots.

When she got to the club, she paused just inside the door, taking a breath as she sexual energy pulsed around her much like the music pulsed in her chest. She was definitely ready to get her game on, and she made her first stop at the bar where she got a strong mixed drink that was electric blue in color, oddly enough the same color her eyes turned to when she was using her powers. She took a sip, then moved to glance over the dance floor. She was first seeing if anyone caught her eye, and if not she'd just jump into a place on the dance floor and let her body do the talking.

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Julia was more than a little fond of the atmosphere inside of the club. The music made her pulse shake, practically calling to the wolf within her to come and dance in a a paux de dou. It was an enticing offer, and one that she had taken up several times since she had come into town. The Fae community here had only gotten bigger in recent years, thanks to the Succubus who had started the whole trend of neutral fae being a thing. Jules had come from a dark family, but in the end she had chosen to be unaligned as well, because at least it meant there'd be no Ash or Morrigan telling her what to do all the time.

Yes, no matter how long Julia Bellamy had been alive, she was always a brat and was always going to be one. Maybe it was just something in her DNA that she'd come by honestly, or maybe it was the way that her father had lived his life, but in the end, Julia didn't much want to be involved in anything but her art and fucking the people whom she decided were perfect for her in one way or another. Perfect for her in one way or another had a certain reasoning behind it as well: there needed to be something about them that was beautiful in one way or another in her painter's eye.

Despite how she told herself that she wasn't meant to be on the prowl, as it were, but sometimes Jules simply couldn't help it. She especially couldn't help it here with the music and the lights and the way her heels stabbed against the floor like weapons. Dressing less gothy than she otherwise might, Jules had chosen to go expensive, all black lace and heel and skin. Her hair was down, but her eyes were just as heavily lined as Bo's happened to be as she moved them across the dance floor, her hands in the air as her hips gyrated in an invitation.

Unlike the Light and Dark fae, the neutral fae didn't have a designated leader the same way that the Ash and the Morrigan were. Bo wasn't interested in being a political head, and she definitely wasn't going to tell people how to act. However, it would be Bo that would make appearances if and when the leaders of the fae needed to meet. But by and large, she passed on the politics. She'd rather continue doing what she'd been doing ever since she'd found out she was fae and was brought into the fae world.

Besides, the beauty of being neutral was being able to go where she wanted when she wanted. She didn't have to worry about Light or Dark fae territory. She could just go.

Which was why she was at Vex's club tonight. She felt like indulging a bit. And it didn't take very long before her gaze fell on the blonde woman in the black lace. Bo wasn't as picky about her partners, the succubus wanted whom she wanted. And that blonde with those hips was firmly in her sights. She made quick work of her drink before she made her way down to the dance floor. She weaved her way around until she got to the woman, moving in front of her.

"Mind if I cut in?" She called over the music, a sly smile on her face.

Julia hadn't truly been dancing with anyone in particular, people who moved into her orbit were welcomed or rejected at random, depending on how they happened to look at that very moment in those lights. Currently, she'd been rejecting more people than she welcomed, as if the werewolf was waiting for something and she didn't exactly know what it was. It had just been that in a few minutes or so, she'd changed direction, until the woman with the dark eyes and the skin was standing directly in front of her.

Her brain had a complete and utter moment of oh yes when blue met dark, and Julia's lips curved into a quite welcome smile. Yeah, she knew who the woman before her was, but it wasn't some sort of fangirl instinct that lead her to accept the invitation; no she would have accepted it from anyone who looked like Bo and had the proper vibe being given off at the moment.

Before an oral acceptance of the invitation was given given, Julia stepped forward quite close to the burnette. One arm casually slung over Bo's shoulder, just resting loosely as Jules moved her hips in time with the searing beat of the music. Leaning close, she couldn't help but breathe in the woman's scent and smile before she spoke softly against Bo's lips. "I don't mind if you do anything to me, sweetie."

Pretty much all fae knew who she was, and while it sometimes got irritating and old, she had at least accepted her reputation preceded her. Though people had stopped calling her the unaligned succubus, which was something she was glad for. There had always been something snotty about the way most fae had referred to her as that. Most people used her name these days when they met her for the first time. Or they simply called her the succubus. She took both of them over the first one.

And from the initial contact, Bo definitely wouldn't be spending the night alone. An easy, sensuous smile crossed her face. There was definitely a spark there, and her succubus charm possibly helped a bit. She was sexy and she knew it, and she knew how to use it to her advantage.

She slid an arm around the woman's waist and pulled her close, moving her own body in sync with the music and the movement of the blonde's body. If she hadn't thought this woman was the one she wanted to pursue before, she definitely thought it now. There was definitely something about her that drew her in. "Be careful with what you say because I will totally take advantage of it." Bo teased. And she meant it. She was an energizer bunny, as it was, and she liked taking her partners for all they could give.

Well, Julia decided that she would have quite liked to have painted that smile, and she fixed it in her mind's eye so that went she went back to her loft, she'd be able to replicate it from memory. And if the night went the way that Jules thought that it was going to be going, well, there would be more than a smile that would find it's way into oils on canvas. Julia was a true artist after all, and artists stole from everyone, especially where inspiration happened to come from.

But the itch to paint was one that could wait; other more worldy itches certainly could not. They definitely could not when she felt Bo's hips moving in time with her own. Julia grinned more brightly as their bodies touched so close that even the passing fractures of light couldn't go between them. This definitely hadn't been the idea when Julia had stepped out of the door, but she was more than happy to have stumbled into it.

The crook of Julia's arm settled firmly around Bo's neck as her other hand found the silk of the dress that rested at the succubus's hip. "Well," the word was drawn out, along with the breath that trickled along Bo's neck, upwards towards her ear. "You're lucky, because I never say anything that I don't mean. Especially when it comes to something like this." It was a single truth in a nutshell: there was no good reason to lie about sex with one's partner. To lie about sex was stupid because the whole purpose of it was a simple enjoyment of one another on a base level.

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This was definitely going smoothly. Bo was working her charm in all the right ways, as was the other woman. The feel of the woman's body against her own was enough to set her off. She was definitely going to need to get this woman to some place private. Not that she was opposed to quick hits in the bathroom, but she was having plans for something far longer than a quick tryst in the bathroom. Bo was quickly getting the urge of wanting to rock the bed as much as possible.

While she didn't have Dyson's nose for detecting fae, Bo had come to tell who was fae and who wasn't over the years. And this woman was definitely fae, and definitely able to stand up to her sex drive. Which was the important thing. Having a partner run out of energy before she did was never fun. Leaving a succubus wanting more was always a dangerous thing.

She slid her other arm around her waist, hand slowly sliding up her spine as they danced. There was a flash of electric blue to her eyes upon hearing those words. "Good because I never lie in this aspect either." Which she most definitely didn't. While it was already on the warmer side in here due to the amount of people in the club, Bo could feel her temperature steadily rising the more her body rubbed against Julia's.

Julia was never the sort person who left a lover wanting more when it came to sex. Oh, certainly she could leave them lacking in every other emotional way, but when it came down to it Julia was normally the one who could be left wanting more far after her partner was exhausted and begging her to stop. Oh, she wasn't a succubus by any means, instead she tended to be a glutton for everything that surrounded sex from the little touches, to the screams, to the sighs of sleep while they were spent.

Bo was promising to be more than a little bit of simply just a rather fun tumble somewhere.

Moaning loudly when there was the movement along her spine and she felt the energy of the succubus mingle with her own wolf. It was almost like Bo's magic was running circles around her own, and she wanted more than a little bit of it to happen again. The wolf pressed against the succubus more firmly, and she couldn't stop herself from sending out the vibe of 'no mine' to the other dancers even if she wanted to. Of course the flip side to claiming the succubus' time for the evening certainly meant that the succubus had claimed Julia's own in every sense of the world.

Funny how when Jules had stepped out the door, all she wanted was a quiet night at Vex's. Now all she wanted was anything that Bo did, in the best and least pathetic way possible. Mouth claimed Bo's own as her fingers tangled in the dark lines of the succubus' hair and Julia placed more than a bit of a plea in there. The kiss was deliberate, and long, and both inviting and imploring in a single thought: let's get out of here.

That was a downside to being a succubus, sometimes Bo wore her partners out before she was worn out or had gotten enough. But she also knew that stamina was quite a turn on for some. Something told her that Julia would be able to keep up with her, and that caught her attention even more. She was definitely going to be enjoying this, and she could see that aura of sexual energy around this woman, and it was almost enough to take her right then and there.

But she'd control herself and get them some place private first. Bo wasn't one to have sex right on the dancefloor. Vex wouldn't let her hear the end of it if she did.

Just as Julia had been caught, Bo was caught as well. The attraction between them was enough to blow anyone's mind, yet Bo was able to still have rational thoughts currently. She groaned as Julia pressed against her more firmly. Oh she liked the feel of her body, but she really wanted to feel it without clothing coming between them. Her curves were enticing, and she wanted to touch her, to feel muscle rippling beneath skin, to feel her own skin rubbing and sliding against hers.

Bo kissed her back soundly, leaving no question of what her answer to the plea of getting out of there. She was definitely more than happy to get out of there. This had gone far smoother and quicker than she'd anticipated. Not that she ever had much trouble finding a partner, or partners, but sometimes it took a little bit for her to find someone who caught her eye. But that hadn't happened tonight. Her own fingers tangled into the mane of silky blonde hair before the kiss broke, and she smirked.

"My place?" Even as she asked, she was already moving towards the door, pulling Julia along with her.

If there was one thing that Julia was quite certain of in this moment, when she moved with feline grace on her heels to keep up with Bo, it was that she would follow this woman quite literally anywhere she might lead. Yeah, right now she'd follow Bo straight into the mythical Hell that Jules had heard stories of when she was a little kid. Maybe it was silly, and maybe it was Julia being a little bit like a puppy who was excited for a walk, but she didn't care!

There was something there, practically sparking as her body tried to mold itself once more with Bo's as if it missed the contact the way a person below water missed air. The Succubus might not have wanted to have had sex on the middle of Vex's dance floor, but Jules would have if there had been the slightest suggestion made to it. Sometimes attractions were just how they were meant to be: something immutable and iron being drawn on a magnetic access, and that's where Julia Bellamy, fool to no one happened to be residing.

Right now she was so enamoured, Julia forgot about the coat check tag that was hooked into the line of her knickers, and she didn't care about the motorcycle that was parked somewhere over yonder. If she could, right now she could fly. "Your place," the words were groaned in agreement, and Julia made herself touch Bo just as lightly as she could, fingertips along all of that glorious skin that the Succubus showed with just the right amount of promise.

Bo had gone to Tartarus and back. She'd been born in Hel. She'd been to Valhalla. She had no wish to go back to any of those places unless she couldn't avoid it. One day she would undoubtedly need to go back there for one reason or another, but right now, the only place she was interested in leading anyone to was to her bedroom. She no longer lived in the crackshack she'd once shared with Kenzi. She'd burned that down long ago. And even if she hadn't, she wouldn't want to live there now. Too many memories and ghosts there. No, she had a different place, one that was all hers, save for when she brought people home or her friends came over.

Another loss to the ravages of time had been her beloved yellow convertible. She'd upgraded over the years, though now she still had a convertible. It was just a sexier type, this time painted black with streaks of electric blue along the sides. She groaned at the way Julia touched her. She turned, grabbing the blonde by the back of her head and pulling her in for a heated kiss. It was fast becoming a question if she'd make it back to her place in one piece, but it wasn't like she couldn't heal herself or revive someone. At least she could revive someone if enough people were around at the time.

"You might want to buckle up because I'm gonna speed," she warned after breaking the kiss and reached her car. She pulled her keys out of her cleavage with a bit of a smirk and she bit her lower lip as she got in the car and started the engine, which roared into life.

Oh gods that kiss! Jules was certain she could breathe kisses like that instead of air, and get drunk on them instead of wine. Her hands tightened around Bo's waist as there was this pause when the two of them were molding into one another. Fingertips wanted to move downward and slide the silk of Bo's dress even further up her thighs, but the only thing that stopped her from doing that was the promise of Bo's house, a bed and a hell of a lot more private time before some drunk assholes happened to come out and want to watch the show that these two women would no doubt be putting on.

They could put on a much better show when they were alone. A far more interactive one that Julia had no doubt would practically turn into high art with the two of them. Settling into the car seat, Jules did in fact make a show of putting the seat belt over her shoulder and then settling it below. "You should know, sweetie," Julia's eyes practically glowed almost the same shade as Bo's did when she was feeding, and the grin that went along with it was an animalistic sort that Bo had no doubt seen many times on the face of Dyson. "That it's really hard to do me damage."

Shrugging with one bared shoulder and a smirk, Julia just yelped with a happy, excited sound. "Let's break all sorts of rules tonight, Bo. Let's do all kinds of fun and fucked up shit and let's make it a night that neither of us ever forgets!" It was a promise, those words, and an invitation as Julia tossed back her hair into the night, letting the wind take it if that's what it wanted to do.

They didn't need drunken assholes watching their show. Besides, Bo knew they'd do it better in private. At least Bo didn't have any roommates that would have to deal with the sounds of ecstasy and rocking bed. Something told the succubus that they could very well go all night long. She didn't necessarily need to feed, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't at least try Julia's chi and see what it tasted like.

Gazing at Julia, she saw that all too familiar look on her face. It was one that she liked, especially when she was in the mood to go at it all night without a care for the world. "That's good to know because sometimes I get carried away." The only thing Bo wouldn't do was get cut, or gouged by finger nails or teeth, because her blood was dangerous. Nothing ruined things quite like someone becoming enthralled to her, and then a ritual would need to be done to break the bond. It was annoying, and sometimes it cut down on the rougher fun she liked to have sometimes, but so long as her blood didn't end up in Julia, they'd be fine.

"I'm definitely all for breaking rules," she responded with a smirk as she sped off. She definitely liked the way Julia thought, and she was more than anxious to stoke the fire that was already raging between them. She made it back to her house in record time. Well, near record time. She was careful to not speed to the point of getting pulled over by a cop. That would've put a damper on the moment. Killing the engine, she shifted on the seat, moving to straddle Julia's lap, hands moving up her arms, over her shoulders and into her hair. "Now, where were we?" She murmured before she caught the wolf's lips in another heated kiss.

Julia wouldn't have minded the roughness, or even a little bit of thrall so long as it wasn't a permanent fixture. No, she didn't have it in her to permanently belong to anyone, which may have been one of the reasons that she had chosen to be unaligned as well. Nope, no thank you belonging to the Ashe or the Morrigan or any number of elder fae who had survived into this timeline. But perhaps with someone like Bo for a little while? That could be quite fun indeed. Rough was practically Julia's middle name, and she didn't want to leave anything off the table.

Especially not breaking rules. Julia had laughed into the wind as they drove, her head thrown back and without a care as if she was daring the fates to come and stop the evening that certainly seemed to be in the cards for her. Let the world come and move, because she was going to end it having a gratuitous amount of sex with the woman next her, come hell, high water or act of the gods themselves. This was something that was simply too good to miss.

When they ended up at Bo's place, and she got a lap full of the woman, Julia traced her fingers very slowly down the other woman's spine. It started with just the soft back of her knuckles into a little bite of her nails. Not enough to draw blood, of course, just enough for there to be the taste of sharpness in the soft. The hand not on Bo's back traced along the satin where dress met thigh, pressing under it for a second and then pulling back out before she spoke against Bo's lips. "I think it was right about here."

Bo was no stranger to roughness between the sheets. Sometimes she tended to become rather enthusiastic during sex and get carried away. And sometimes she was simply plain aggressive when she needed sex to heal from injuries. Bo had a tendency to get injured a lot, but that went hand-in-hand with her hero complex thing combined with her penchant for poking her nose in where it didn't belong. No one meddled in things that didn't concern her quite as much as Bo did.

That had been one thing that had set her apart from other fae. She broke rules, broke boundaries, and didn't give a shit who she angered in the process of doing what was right. Bo also cared about humans, something that fae didn't seem to do as much as she felt they should. Bo's love of humans wasn't without good reason. She'd been raised by human parents, grew up believing she was human until her succubus powers manifested and killed the first person she'd ever loved. Her best friend had been human. One of her lovers had been human. But she had to admit, the best sex she'd had had been with other fae.

And Julia was promising to be vying for a spot on that list.

She groaned, back arching under the sharpness of Julia's nails along her spine, and it felt good. Her eyes closed at the sensation, and when she opened them, they were glowing blue. "That sounds about right to me," she murmured, fingers brushing along Julia's neck, then over her shoulder and down her arm. She pressed tightly against her as her other hand moved to the door handle and opened it. "At least here we can be as loud as we want." She slipped out of the car, grabbing Julia's hand and pulling her with her.

Julia was not ashamed to admit that if Bo had suggested it that she would have fucked her as easily in that car as she might have done so on the dance floor, or indeed anywhere at all. Sex was something that had always come easily to the blond, ever since he could remember from her teenage days, but this had a promise of more than simply just that little bump of pleasure that a good fuck happened to bring. Already, Julia was breaking all sorts of rules for the woman who was pulling her along.

The wolf's first rule had always been bringing someone back to her own place. Despite the fae world being nicer and more sanitized, it was still quite the fae world, filled with all of the idiosyncrasies and traps that went along with being involved with one another. Some people could be very not nice, and Julia had no intention of becoming someone's pet without her consent.

Becoming someone's pet with her consent was more than welcome, of course. That was part of the fun.

And yet, despite her first and only rule, she followed Bo into her house, her fingers caressing the hand that held onto her own. It was a simple touch, but one that was filled with a searing sort of heat. It was the sort of touch that chased away winter all at once, and the sort of touch that curled all the way down around her middle like a purring cat that refused to let go. The touch wasn't even all that sexual, and gods help her when it changed. There was certainly going to be a large amount of screaming, that was one thing Julia was sure of.

Which is why she stopped just inside the door and kissed Bo once again, pressing a word into amoung tongue and teeth. "Promise?"

There were plenty of times where Bo would have sex anywhere. It had actually been a while since she'd gotten fucked in a car, but she'd wanted to get inside. At least there, there was far less chance of being overheard by neighbors or the like. Bo had taken some precautions to add some sort of sound proofing to the outer walls of her home. Considering how often she was attacked in her own home by enemies, and how often she had partners there, she wanted to cut down on the noise level that escaped the house. Especially if she was the target of a fae attack, normal humans didn't need to get in the middle of that.

Bo also had absolutely no desire to make anyone her pet. She had never made anyone a pet. In fact, Kenzi had been the only human she'd ever "claimed" so that she could stay with her as per fae rules. But after she'd unclaimed Kenzi and they'd gone their separate ways, she'd never taken another one. She'd had human lovers on and off, but nothing more than that. Julia wasn't in danger of becoming a pet, unless it was something in a sexual sense and they both consented to it.

That touch to her fingers was a surge of fire. Bo almost thought perhaps Julia had a touch that incited fire much as Bo could enthrall people with her touch. Either way, it went straight through her. And the kiss only enhanced that sensation. Bo pulled Julia close against her, hands gripping her hips tight as she pressed her back against the closed door, pinning her there with her body. "Promise," she murmured back into the blonde's mouth. Bo kissed her deeper and sounder, adding heat to it. At this rate, it would be a while before they made it to her bedroom, but she didn't precisely care. She had no roommates to worry about coming home to find them.

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