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Bo Dennis is not a lost girl anymore (faetedlove) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-10-23 00:49:00

Who: Lara and Bo
What: Bo has a dream injury and the question of Lara being enough for Bo is answered once and for all.
When: Recently
Where: Croft Manor
Warnings: Hard R for sexual content and severe internal bleeding



Things were both good and bad in Bo’s dreams. Though she tended to think it was more bad because of Lauren and dating her thing. Bo had tried to not let it bother her, but it really did. After everything, her dream self was still hung up on Lauren. And that was only the half of it. Nightmares had started to plague her when her dreams didn’t. Nightmares of herself looking like a monster and eating organs of some sort. Then there was the random high temperature she was spiking, both in the dreams and in her waking life, even though she’d tried to keep the fever under wraps as much as possible.

Tonight, she was grateful that she had a regular dream, the next step in her dream life, as opposed to having another nightmare. Sleep wasn’t her friend, but with Lara back home, she was trying to downplay the nightmares, the fever, the sudden acute sense of smell. It didn’t make sense to her, and her dreams weren’t giving her answers.

However, tonight’s dream wasn’t a walk in the park. She’d had a fight with Lauren in which the fact she hadn’t graduated high school had been thrown in her face. Then she saved an innocent man from himself, and got hit by a car as her reward. Her injury was more severe than she’d thought it was. Sex with Lauren hadn’t healed it, and she was bleeding internally, very badly. Dyson had given her the option of using him to heal or he’d call an ambulance, so she’d chosen him. When she’d told Lauren about it, it hadn’t been what she’d expected. Lauren had consented that Bo needed to sleep with other people too, to keep herself fed and strong because Lauren wasn’t enough.

Bo woke up, inhaling a bit sharply. The dream left a bitter taste in her mouth. She tried to slide out of bed, but she grunted in pain as her lower right side protested the movement. She didn’t need to look to know her injury had carried over, but she still needed to look. Flipping the light on, she looked down at her side.

“Oh shit, oh shit that’s bad,” she muttered upon seeing the large area of dark purple and almost black on her side a little above her hip. It was the telltale sign of internal bleeding. “Lara, wake up. I need you.” Which was an understatement, and Bo was trying not to panic. Would Lara be enough to heal this? She didn’t know, but she damn well hoped she could because she didn’t want to entertain the other option.

Bo had been worrying Lara, just a little. She wasn’t going to just be completely unobservant again, she’d sworn she wouldn’t be, but until Bo was willing to talk she wasn’t going to press just yet. Besides, she had her own wounds. The cuts and bruises had mostly healed and the flesh wound on her leg no longer needed wrapping, but her arm would take a bit longer. Nothing some antibiotics and aspirin couldn’t take care of. Her luck in avoiding serious nerve damage continued.

She lifted her head, blinking her eyes into focus. “What is it?” There wasn’t any blood that she could see, and she reached for the light.

There was definitely blood, but it was all happening internally. The injury was severe, to the point that Bo could very well die without healing or medical care happening immediately. “I’m bleeding internally. Badly.” Her voice was definitely distressed, and once more light was added to the room, the huge dark purple pool of blood gathering in her side would be the apparent source of distress. And despite having been hit by a car, she had no other injuries, no other bruises. Something had definitely ruptured.

“I either need to heal or need the hospital.” She hated asking for healing when Lara was wounded herself, but she didn’t want to have to explain getting hit by a car to a doctor. And she definitely didn’t want surgery. Because this? Would require major surgery. She leaned forward, pressing a hand to the bedside table and grunted in pain. She couldn’t move without some measure of discomfort and pain.

“Shit.” Lara scooted closer, trying to look at the injury better, with more light so she could see the extent of it. “That’s serious.” It was an understatement, but Lara was only half awake as it was. She pushed the covers off of the bed. “Take what you need, I’ll clear my schedule later.”

It hurt like a bitch with even the slightest touch, and Bo was getting really light headed. The thing must’ve been steadily getting worse as she’d dreamt. “Shit,” she muttered and shook her head, trying to keep herself from passing out. She looked over at Lara, her gaze starting to get unfocused with the light headedness. “Are you sure? You’ve got your own wounds.” Though she didn’t need much convincing in her current state.

Taking matters into her own hands, Lara took Bo’s face and kissed her. She hoped Bo’s powers would kick in without any prodding, but there wasn’t any time. She needed Bo to take her chi, needed to heal her. It was almost instinctive, her need to give her energy to Bo, and it wasn’t even influenced by how good it usually felt to do so. She just wanted to help her fiance.

Just as Lara hoped, Bo’s powers kicked in almost immediately. She took a hit, one that was slightly longer than normal, but she needed to get her body jump started. Bo’s instincts quickly took over as the chi began to work. As her instincts kicked in, Bo let go, unable to fight herself because she knew if she took it too slowly, she could pass out, or worse. However, she kept enough of a grip on herself to still know when to stop.

As a result, she was a bit more primal, needful. Her hands roamed over Lara, pulling her close as she kissed her with some primal heat. Whatever pain her injury was giving her seemed to not really affect her any longer as she shifted her position, pulling Lara flush against her. She did everything she could to flip Lara’s on switch, touching her where she most liked it, pressing her body close against hers. It was also something where she’d stagger the chi hits out a bit so Lara wouldn’t pass out too soon. Bo needed the full treatment in order to heal this time. No shortcuts.

Lara shuddered under Bo’s advance, her skin immediately catching fire as they pulled flush with each other. She kissed equal heat back, out of some notion that maybe animal enthusiasm might help Bo heal better, or faster. She hoped she’d be enough.

Breaking the kiss, Lara tilted her head back, groaning loudly. The sound turned into a whimper, and then a low hum as she whispered Bo’s name encouragingly. She was too cautious to touch Bo back, but she didn't think she needed to.

That definitely fed more into Bo’s base nature as a succubus. She wasn’t moving as fluidly as she normally would, but that was expected due to her injury. Her eyes were an intense blue, and she took another hit of chi the same length as the first. It was enough to send tingles through her body, ones that were beginning to mend the internal damage. She got a surge of strength, the chi acting similar to a pain killer, and she pushed Lara down on her back, then leaned in and nipped at her neck as her hands moved to caress her breasts.

The sexual energy was growing between them, and Bo was soaking it up. She needed everything she could get from Lara. While she’d been badly injured before, this was quite possibly the worst injury she’d woken up with. There was no telling what the internal damage was, but they didn’t need to know. All they needed to do was to get Bo healed.

And in the back of her mind, she seriously hoped that Lara would be enough.

“Fuck…” Lara dug her fingers into Bo’s hair, swearing that her vision swam blue from that second hit. She laughed, grabbing Bo’s other hand and pressing it hard against her breast. She tried to be daring, to be sexy, to stir up Bo’s primal nature, but her voice was more breathy and less gravelly than she’d wanted. “Use me, I want you to use me.”

That definitely hit the primal note in Bo, and she did growl a bit, and it actually sounded like an animal’s growl. “Fuck, babe,” she said in a gravelly tone. Spurred on by Lara’s actions and her primal nature, Bo started to let go a bit more, just enough to be the edgy kind of primal that she had in her, but not so much so that she couldn’t stop if it was too much.

Her body rubbed lewdly against Lara’s, her hands gripping and caressing harder. Her mouth practically devoured Lara’s neck, leaving a very nice sized hickey there. She groaned, her body temperature nearly skyrocketing, and her eyes remained that intense blue.

The growl went straight between Lara’s legs and she forgot how to breath for a full ten seconds. Her head was tilted back, her mouth open and gasping as she writhed under Bo. Her nails dug into Bo’s scalp and shoulder and even though they were well trimmed she was still leaving marks on Bo’s skin. Something told her Bo would like that kind of pain.

If it were anyone else, Lara would worry about her throat.

Bo growled again, able to smell what effect the first one had on Lara. And the marks her nails were leaving sent a shiver through Bo, a groan coming from her. She had little conscious thought happening in her head anymore. It was filled with a haze of sex and desire, her instincts in control.

She rolled her hips against Lara’s as she slid a hand down between her legs, fingers sliding along her core, taking in the full effects. Her mouth trailed back up to Lara’s, a hard, deep and heated kiss planted to her mouth. A kiss which turned into another hit of chi. Little by little, the pool of deep purple on her side was getting a little lighter and beginning to shrink.

“I love you,” Lara rasped, the last word turning into a keening cry. The sound became muffled into Bo’s mouth and she clung to her as another orgasm was ripped from her body. The combination of the next chi-hit and Bo’s hands between her leg brought out a third one and she was well on her way to a fourth. The world was spinning and she was dizzy.

The rate at which Lara was getting off was basically like catnip for the succubus, and Bo was fairly certain she came to an orgasm simply in response to how Lara was taking off. She slid her fingers inside Lara, urging her onto another orgasm, and she rocked her hips against her as well. Her other hand slid off of Lara and up the bed, gripping the edge of the mattress tightly under the pillow, and pulling her body along Lara’s a bit more heavily.

“Oh fuck,” she groaned out. The more her injury healed, the more she moved against Lara. Even as she was in the heat of the moment, she was keeping an eye on Lara so she could know when to stop before she killed her either with too many orgasms in a row, or from taking too much chi.

Lara was starting to look a little pale, but no more than usual when Bo was feeding on her. She gasped again, turning her head so her lips were against Bo’s ear. She whispered something incredibly lewd and finished it with an earlobe nibble.

Desperate to return the favor, she tried to get one hand between her and Bo, and down between her legs.

The incredibly lewd whisper caused Bo to growl again, setting a new fire within her. It was followed by a moan as she felt where Lara’s hand was going, and she shifted herself enough so that Lara could get her hand down there. She nipped along Lara’s jaw, her own fingers still working on her.

Bo kept watch on Lara’s pallor, but she still needed more chi. The dark purple on her side was giving way to lighter purple, and it had noticeably shrunk in size. However, she still needed more to fully heal. She took another hit of chi.

She didn’t have the breath to say anything more, to tell Bo how good she felt, to gasp those things only said between the bed sheets. Instead she focused on what her fingers were doing, finding it suddenly easier to handle Bo’d hands on her if she was a little distracted. Lara laughed into the next hit, knowing she’d probably sleep all day, but it would be worth it for Bo.

She moaned loudly as Lara’s fingers worked on her, hips rolling against her hand. Bo’s body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her body slid easier against Lara’s. She spoke Lara’s name in a low growl, mouth by her ear as her fingers continued to work on Lara.

“I can’t,” Lara gasped. “I can’t…” Only she could, and she did, another orgasm washing over her as she tried valiantly to pull Bo over the edge with her. She whimpered and whined, her body starting to ache in ways both familiar and not.

Again, Bo’s sense of smell was overcome by the scent of Lara’s orgasm, and she moaned loudly, her own orgasm ripping through her. Her breath came heavily and a bit ragged as she leaned in and kissed Lara deeply and soundly. There was still a primal note in it. She broke it after a moment. “Just one more hit,” she murmured breathlessly as she pulled her hand away from between Lara’s legs. Despite the exertion, Bo felt strong again.

“Fuck,” Lara breathed, her head flopping back onto the bed. She laughed tiredly. “I think..one more. Good.” With her free hand, she patted at Bo’s hair, and laughed again. And then she couldn’t stop giggling, the sound interspersed with languid moans.

Bo took one last hit of chi before her eyes finally shifted back to brown. She rolled off of Lara and collapsed onto her back beside her. “Holy shit,” she commented breathlessly with a grin. That had been quite the intense and amazing experience despite the necessity of healing that had started it. She turned her head and looked at Lara. “That...was amazing.” Now she was simply waiting to see if her injury was actually healed or if it would come back again. She’d have the answer to that shortly.

Lara just laid there. She was fucked, so thoroughly fucked, and she loved it. She’d loved every minute of it. Her whole body ached, but in a glorious sort of achey ness, like her body and soul had been through a marathon. “...how ..feel?”

It had been the first time they’d had sex where Bo had let go and her more basic nature came out. Though it had possibly been amped up higher due to the immediate need for healing. At Lara’s question, Bo was almost afraid to look, to test it out. What if Lara hadn’t been able to fully heal her? If that was the case, she already knew she wouldn’t take the same path her dream self did in talking with Lauren about it and coming to the conclusion she needed to sleep with other people to. She would never put Lara through that pain no matter what.

But after a moment, she had to answer so she carefully sat up so she could look down at herself. The dark purple was completely gone. Bo then pressed a hand gingerly against the area, but upon feeling no pain, she pressed harder. Nothing. Bo’s face suddenly split with a very bright grin and she had to let out a laugh of triumph.

“Completely healed! Unlike in my dream where Lauren had not been enough to heal me.” Bo leaned over Lara, smiling at her as she gently caressed her cheek. “You are enough.” It was the first real test of that, and they’d passed with flying colors. Bo hoped that it would help put to rest any doubts that may still linger in Lara’s mind.

“I’m...what?” Lara didn’t immediately understand. She nuzzled Bo’s hand, trying to decipher what she meant. Something dream Lauren? Hadn’t been enough to heal her? Oh. “I’m enough.” She smiled, slowly and lazily. “I’m enough.”

She felt herself tearing up as it sank in. Bo had been hurt badly enough that, in her dreams, Bo hadn’t been enough. But Lara had. She laughed, the tears warm on her cheeks. “I love you, Bo. That makes me so happy.”

Bo grinned at Lara, still caressing her cheek. Her own eyes stung with some tears, so very relieved and happy that Lara was enough. And she felt vindicated about being both monogamous and a succubus after everyone in her dreams kept stressing that monogamy wasn’t in her nature. Well, screw them, she was fine here. Of course, the problems with Lauren went deeper than not being able to heal the injury. Lauren simply didn’t have enough chi to sustain Bo and keep her strong.

But Lara did. Bo wasn’t weak like she was in the dreams.

“I love you, too, Lara. So much. And I’m so fucking happy about this. More than you know.” She didn’t know if Lara was lucid enough or had enough energy for Bo to explain what had happened in the dream, so she didn’t delve into it right now.

Lara closed her eyes. She drifted in and out of sleep for a moment, then tried to sit up. The effort failed. “Love you…Really…” she really needed to sleep. But she was struggling not to.

“Shh, get some rest, baby. We can talk when you wake up.” She leaned in and pressed a kiss to Lara’s lips. “If you want, I’ll hold you as you sleep.” Bo knew Lara needed to sleep. After the several orgasms she’d had on top of the amount of chi that Bo had taken, Lara really needed to sleep and rejuvenate herself. Then when she woke up, they could talk more.