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Asa

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Kenzi watched Bo... She had overdone it on another case and was suffering but she knew she would not just do what she should do and contact Dyson.

Stubborn ancient fae rules and antiquated mumbo jumbo. I'm going to Tricks.

Kenzi you can't say ANYTHING to Dyson if you see him okay... please... We can't... just please keep your mouth shut I will be fine.

Kenzi just shrugged and walked out the door. Heading straight to tricks she ran across Hale first and talked to him till Dyson walked up watching him look around for Bo she nearly hissed.

If you give a shit she is at home trying to figure out how to heal without crossing your bullshit antiquated rules and macho garbage attitude. Anything happens to her because of you and I have w wolf skin rug... Hale I am going over to the bar its getting too egotistical over here.

Walking to the bar she even glared at Trick who suspected why and simply handed her a drink.

What has Bo done this time?

Ohh just gone after another enemy of ancient dark fae club dude who tried to kill his grandson or something and it ended up being begger and badder than he made it out to be... Not like you all really care right?

Thats not fair human... there are centuries old rules and Bo refuses to accept them so things are not cut and dry easy for her. We do what we can for her you know that...

Kenzi grumbled and sank into her drink.

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Bo sat there in the bath trying to focus to see if there was anything she could do short of heading out and draining the first semi cute male that crossed her path. Her eyes closing as her mind wandered to the last time she and Dyson sat in that antique tub together going against everything and everyone.
 
Not again Dyson thought as soon as he saw Kenzi by herself, and Kenzi didn’t have to say a thing, Dyson already knew Bo got herself in another mess as always, Kenzi face told him that much.

Kenzi don’t blame me for Bo’s mistakes. You know her as well as I do, and she doesn’t listen to me anymore than she listen to you. I don’t make the rules and the rules are there for a reason, and we are bound by them, and if Bo would think more before charging ahead, she wouldn’t be in the mess she got herself in.

Dyson watched Kenzi down her drink and smiled. “Ease on the drinking I don’t like to see you get drunk and pass out or get sick. He thought about Bo wondering if she was hurt, but he was sure she wasn’t. He thought about going over her place and check on her, but he knew id he did she would either want to feed on him or winding up in bed again.

He thought against that idea and watched over Kenzi in case she got drunk he had to take her home.
 
Trick had gone in the other room He had told Dyson not to get involved with Bo but he knew the pull that the two of them had for each other. Maybe if he was out of sight the bone head would act on his own heart instead of the request of an old man out of petty fear for who Bo might actually be.

Kenzi was drunk sitting with Hale who always watched over her.

You know whats wrong with your Pampered pooch police partner Man... big bad wolf is afraid of an old man... Or maybe maybe he is afraid of Bo... Can't handle one succubus by herself.... Nope... can't be that I have unfortunately heard them... Pampered pooch is scared of the little old man.

Hale just laughed. Preachin to the choir Little Kenzi... When he is aggravated he mumbles and ya know who he mumbles about the most... Bo.

He looked over at his partner... I will watch Kenzi... Go...
 
Dyson looked at Hale then at Kenzi already drunk or almost drunk so she couldn’t get home on her own. Now that Trick was gone Hale started to give him the same sermon, as if he didn’t have enough on his own to think about.

Why don’t you cut the crap Hale she’s just a young kid amongst Faye’s, vampire’s, demons and what else we have around here. You can’t blame her feeling helpless the way she does and she also cares very much for Bo, and if you were in her shoes you would be scared shitless.

Hales laugh almost aggravated him, but he kept his temper in check as he was his partner a good one at that. Dyson took his advice knowing he could trust him to look after Kenzi and got up to go see how Bo was doing.

Dyson went inside Bo’s house never bothering knocking, but could hear the sound of water splashing and smiled. Just as he thought, Bo was in the bath tub and stops at the door looking at her.

“Does that help much?”
 
Just cleaning up... to go... hunting...

There was wound she clearly had not seen or felt from the looks of it at the base of her throat just above the bone. She looked sleepy too sleepy to be there in the tub. The wound had a distinct smell to it... burnt curry. She had gone up against a Xithriss. Its main defense was the myth and legend about it but a fairly weak creature. Death defense it knows the toxin it emits into the enemy that kills it will kill them too... if their powers feed on live prey.

It makes their hunger be mistranslated as needing sleep. Bo was well beyond a little sleepy as she looked to Dyson her arms over the sides of the tub clearly the only thing holding her head above water.

So what can you arrest Kenzi on for not keeping her mouth shut about this officer. I leave it to you... I will hung after I nap.

With that she closed her eyes her arms slowly giving way.
 
Dyson could see from the door that she was in no shape to get cleaned up, never mind go hunting the thing that almost killed her already. He could see the marks and what looked like burns on her body, and she looked very tyre and sleepy and didn’t even know how lucky she was to still be alive.

He walked to the bath tub and kneeled down by it. “I think you owe Kenzi a big thank you for coming over to tell us about this, and by now she’s so drunk she would have a headache for weeks to come. Maybe you’re right, I should keep her in jail so she won’t drink enough to kill the pain she feels.”

Dyson grips her arm before she slips under the water and lifts her up. He carry’s her over to her bed and dry’s her off before he puts her into bed and pulls the covers over her. He pulls a chair closer to the bed and sits down keeping an eye on her; at least he didn’t have to worry about Kenzi with Hale there with her.
 
Hale called Dyson sounding a little worried.

Man do NOT let her fall asleep whatever you do. Kenzi told us about some mark on her neck. Man she fought a Xithriss I would bet money on that... when they die they inject their victim usually right a the base of the neck the wound smells like curry. It fucks up the hungers of those that feed on live prey... like a Succubus. Makes their bodies mistranslate hunger for sleep that's how it kills its killer. When Kenszi over heard Trick tell me that I thought she was Conn go through him man Tricks orders do whatever you have to..this time to help her Kenzi is here with Trick and I am going hive hunting. Man I know you love her Trick worries too much... ya miserable tryig to deny ya heart... don't let you damn fool good soldier pride fuck up the best thing to come in to you life.. ever. I got ya back... me and Kenzi will cover for you too. Now help her.

Bo was sinking deeper and deeper into sleep the hunger not being sated was making her weaker as her body tried to heal and fight the toxin.
 
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The call from Hale was very disturbing to Dyson, but the problem was how to help Bo. He was not sure what would help her, and she certainly couldn’t feed from him half asleep.

Dyson looked at the bruises on her neck again and they were a very dark blue, and all the other bruises were a lighter bluish color. He wondered if that was some sort of poison but he didn’t have time for this.

“I don’t know if you can hear me Bo. I must try something and I hope you don’t think I’m raping you.” He said then pulls all the covers off of her. Exposing her luscious body for his animal eyes to feast upon, and though he had seen it many times before he still craved her.

Dyson removed all his clothing knowing he would be here a long time and lays next to her. He ran his hands up and down her whole body as he kissed her lips, than stops between her hot thighs still slightly damp from the hot bath. He pussy lips were still wet and he moved his fingers between her lips, gently rubbing her clit, and though his big Werewolf cock was as hard as ever, kept playing with her clit.

He kissed her deeply even though she was not responding, but he was sure she would as soon her body felt his fingers slide inside her. He licked a nipple then sucked on it feeling it getting harder and slides his fingers inside her, and unless it was a muscle spasm, he was sure her body moved against his.
 
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Bo was lost in a dream... at least she thought it was a dream. Everyone was leaving them alone. She and Dyson were free to have a relationship even though she was a succubus it was not hard to fight her nature to be just with him. Her body responding to his touch her mind began to separate the hunger from sleep. Struggling against the venom her eyes tried to open. Her arms tried to move even though they felt like lead. An almost growl tried to come from her as slowly she was able to speak though still in a dream in her mind.

Dyson...
 
“Yes Bo it’s me. Don’t talk for now just and enjoy this and take as much as you want. He moved between her open thighs to lick her clit then drive his long tongue inside her pussy. Her body began to move but it was in a slow motion, her eyes still close but she knew he was there with her.

Dyson moved up over her body when he felt her juice on his tongue, and guides his cock to her pussy and pushed with his hips feeling her body shudder, and then pushed with his hips one more time till he was as deep inside her as he could go.

He bit down on one nipple as pulls out till only the head was still inside, then drive his cock back in and began to move in and out of her.

“Yes Bo just think of me, think of the two of us here alone just us.” Dyson wanted her to concentrate on his voice and on what they were doing.
 
After several minutes he eyes opened wide that blue glow to them as she stared at him her hands moving to pull him into a passionate kiss inhaling sligtly to begin drawing the essence and sexual energy she needed. Feeding deep she knew he could stop her when he had to so that they could continue the as always amazing sex.
 
Bo’s body began to move with his then suddenly her eyes opened wide. The blue glow began as her mouth clamped to his in a passionate kiss, and that was what she need as they to move against each other while she fed from him.

They’ve always had fantastic sex together, but this time was their best so far, or maybe it was a matter of life and death for her. Dyson didn't care what it was, as long as she was alive and with him.
 
She fed deep her body slamming against his as energy life and passion flowed between them. Something broke the feed maybe they had just become in such sync that he no longer had to actively stop her or her body could stop feeding for now on its own. Whatever it was she didn't care as now she could return the animal passion nipping at his neck and chest. Feeling strong enough to roll them over and stare down into those feral eyes she loved so much as she restrained even briefly his hands and rode this man who made it so easy to fight her basic instinct for feeding from an torturing several victims after all she was a Succubus.
 
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Dyson let Bo feed on him for as long as she needed to, and he could feel her coming alive with passion like never before. He thought it was odd when she stopped feeding, as it was the first time he didn’t have to stop her. Dyson didn’t care about the why only that she was there with him and they bodies were locked together like never before.

Dyson could feel something was different with Bo, but whatever it was it he loved this one more. She rolled them over and he was now looking up at her. In those eyes saw more passion and wonton, and she rode him with more fire and lust he ever saw in them before.
 
She didn't completely feel like herself but she was alert enough to realize that Dyson was really there and thats what mattered.

Breaking the rules aren't you.

She stared down into his eyes with a feral smile. Finally decide we are more important then the rules Dyson.

She leaned down nipping at his lips and clawing teasingly at his chest guessing she was so bad off he reigned in the more feral hungry side till she was better. It was too much to hope for that He was willing again for them to be together no matter what any of them said.
 
Dyson hated the rules with a passion but knew that he would have to live within those rules, but Bo was not one that he could part with so easily. His animal instinct to mate was stronger that any rule that was imposed on them all and looking up at her now the way she made love to him. He knew he would never give her up for anything thing as long she would have him.

“You might say that, but then rules are made to be broken aren’t they?” he said looking up at her. I never said we were less important than the rules, and perhaps it’s time we both decided what’s important to us and live by it. Still locked together he pulls her down to kiss her lips softly.

Are you ready to fight for what we both want Bo? I never wanted you more that I want you right now, and I’m ready to be with you and fight for you. You do know it’s not going to be easy don’t you?
 
She smiled her hips still moving against him. Nipping at his lips hungry for more tough for now the blue tinge to he eyes had faded.

I have been fighting Dyson... against every ploy of the Ash and the Morrigan to recruit me... against every problem in the far world light or dark. Against he attraction between us because you want to do what's been decided was in yours mine or our best interest for us... against your partner and Kenzi doing what they can to keep us around each other... I've been fighting now it time for us to fight to be together... and you know Hale and Kenzi will help us.

She lifted up and kept riding as winked.

Now am I in bed with a human or a wolf?
 
Moments like these with Bo had been very rare as of late, and it was not her doing but his and the rules he lived by. Bo never stopped moving her hips, and it was just like the first all over again and he want her more than ever.

This episode with Bo had been an eye opener for Dyson, and it took her near death to make him see how much he cared want her. Everything Bo was saying was true and he gave her up and he had himself to blame, but now the only think that matter to him was Bo. He still had friends that would stand with him and Bo in this.

Dyson had to smile up at her as she winked while she rode him and showed no sign of slowing down, and he wanted nothing less from her.

No, you are not with a human or a wolf, you are with both and you’ll always be with both. You can’t have one without the other. He placed his hands on her hips and pulls down, arching his hips at the same time.
 
Fine bad choice of words and being wolf you are more fae than mortal then so am I with a mortal.or a wolf. Tame one...
Bucking down hard onto him she purred first.gernails trailing down his chest as she threw her head back and rode harder.
 
Perhaps you’re right, but with you I am always more human with some animal mixed in it. I could never be fully one or the other, and I think you would want me the way you’ve known me from the beginning. I on the other hand like you as you are and I wouldn’t change a hair.

Dyson arched his hips as he felt Bo’s hips bucking hard, looking up at her as she trailed her fingers on his chest wondering she was going to dig her nails into his flesh. Instead she rode him harder and that was they both wanted it, and like their first time they rode each other mercilessly.
 
Eventually she suspected that animalistic passion would take over as he would then want them to sift around roll over anything even though her hunger had her riding him intently and she was well pleased with him beneath her submitting as it were she wanted more. Fingernails digging in softly to his chest. Her eyes staring into his between sheer abandon moments with her head tossed back gasping eyes closed tight.
 
Dyson was getting close to the point where his animal instinct would take over, but he let Bo have her way even though she was back to the normal Bo. He wanted her to work herself to the point when she wanted allot more, and only Dyson could give her all she could take.

Before Bo could react he rolled her over holding her by her waist face down with him behind her. His cock was ready to drive into her like she was his bitch, and drove it inside her in one hard stroke of his mighty hips. He never stopped to give her time as he kept driving into her nonstop.
 
Her own almost purr of her more "demonic" succubus side as she slammed her hips back agianst him more than capable of giving back just as much as his animal side gave. Hunger growing again she this time just let it feed from the energy of the physical connection. Reaching a hand back underneath them her fingernails clawed at his thighs fingertips briefly caressing the sack and back to taunting clawing at the thigh muscles.

With him like no other she could unleash it all no frail purely human could handle either of them so what better match even if the Fae world had a problem with it. Her purring almost a growl now as she looked back over her shoulder with a wink and that soft blue glow swirling in her eyes.
 
Dyson had never felt like this after they went in separate ways, and there was no denying that they destine to be together, they were the perfect match for each other. Dyson knew how much Bo wanted it hard and her hips pushed back as hard into his, and then felt her fingernails clawing his thighs before caressing his balls, but he knew he had nothing to worry about but used his fangs on her neck.

Bo was the first woman that could take all of him and give back as much, but she could take his animal type of fucking and she loves it even more. He smiled at her when she turned her head over her shoulder and winked at him, and that was a sign she was happy to be there with him and that soft bluish glow appeared in her eyes.
 
She began slamming back harder and faster against him. They had their moments of tenderness and then their moments of out and out animalistic passion and intensity. Growling more her blue hazed eyes staring deep into his. Her nails still clawing then tender then clawing then tender. Intent on this being the most explosive yet for both of them.
 
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