Dinner Date (Tag Val/Loki/Bo)

[st_unaligned]

Bo was starting to get used to the feelings of the hunger that couldn't quite be satiated by Sam or Molly or both combined. She was also well aware that they seemed to be coming more frequently as the weeks progressed and Bo was going to venture a guess it wasn't a good sign. Still, she pushed those thoughts deep down inside because they weren't useful and screw the Fae and their stupid traditions.

She made her way to Loki's room. He hadn't been at the clinic, so she had to hope he was there. She was just about to knock when the door opened.

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[st_allionofdoom]

Valkyrie murmured some apology at nearly bumping into some figure the moment she was making her exit. She’d awoken from some pleasant nap following a leisurely pull-up workout using the staircase railing when the hunger pangs hit, and she was a bit groggy on her feet.

“Oh.” Very erudite of her at the sight of the lovely creature finally processing. “I don’t think we’ve met.”

[st_unaligned]

Bo paused. There were a few questions that came immediately to mind - was Loki dating? Was Loki in love? But those questions were pushed aside with the obvious distraction of a very beautiful woman in front of her. Bo let her eyes roam up the entire length of Valkyrie's body until she reached the woman's eyes. Her expression seemed pleased with what she saw.

"No, we definitely haven't met. I'd definitely remember you." Bo felt a familiar draw to the woman - there was something about her. "You're new here." He lips quirked into a sultry smile. "Welcome."

[st_allionofdoom]

"Thank you." Valkyrie replied, admittedly caught off guard with the scenario she'd found herself in. Not with the situation itself, but the company. The question of whether or not Loki entertained was obvious from the beginning, whether she saw the faces of his visitors or no.

This woman was a far cry from the Grandmaster--in the best way. A pretty, welcoming face. An hourglass figure that she clearly knew how to use. Good manners. Far less glitter.

Raising an arm to make herself at home in the threshold, she leaned into it. "Call me Valkyrie. What may I call you?"

[st_unaligned]

With her arm raised like that, it gave an entirely new silouette for Bo to admire - the muscular outline of her arms brought on a sudden desire to see just how strong the woman was. It took a second for Bo's eyes to go back to Valkyrie's face again.

"I'm Bo. It's very nice to meet you." The sudden urge to push Valkyrie into the room, up against something, and explore her body with her mouth. In fact, the imagery was so vivid in her head that she licked her lips and took a step forward.

She reached out to lightly touch the fabric of the other woman's shirt as if lightly dusting off some unseen fluff. "Are you off to somewhere important?" It seemed to be one those questions that had a follow-up question around the corner. Her hand was slow inching towards the woman's exposed skin on her arm.

[st_allionofdoom]

Yes, Valkyrie fully intended to answer up until the point Bo was in her space. She never missed an opportunity to dine, and dine well, and satisfying that need was a high priority. With this mysterious woman as close as she was, near enough to catch something faintly sweet and feminine on the air, that need was somehow forgotten for a moment.

"I was." Her dark eyes followed the approaching fingers before they found their way back to Bo's features. Valkyrie blinked slowly, and raised her own hand to catch the other woman's, fingertips to fingertips. Soft, just like the rest of her, Valkyrie suspected. Despite the idle thoughts and how she was never one to shun physicality, she wasn't one to simply offer herself up to a complete stranger.

[st_unaligned]

The contact made by Valkyrie made Bo's eyes turn darker, though to her credit they didn't quite turn blue yet. Still, the instinctive part of her decided she needed this woman right now. Bo sent out a few little tendrils of desire as her smile warmed in a way that promised a multitude of not-so-chaste things.

"Could I convince you to stay? I promise I'm a lot of fun."

[st_allionofdoom]

The hunger in Valkyrie's stomach was entirely supplanted by a new hunger. It sent waves of heat through her body, heightening each sense and the woman before her slowly narrowed into focus as the dazzling center of the universe. Every movement she beheld, every point of pressure--it was addictive. Valkyrie began to slide their fingers to intertwine, but no more than that. She trapped Bo's fingers between hers firmly.

"What magic do you wield?" Enough presence of mind to ask questions, at the least.

[st_ratagem]

It had been a quiet day so far. Of the various large sticks made by breaking down Thor's tree-gift, three were still in the room, but Loki had only paid real attention to one: by far the ugliest branch from the tree even if it was one of the oldest. He'd been entirely wrapped up in it, all senses tuned to see the staff inside the branch while working to bring it out.

That was why it took the absence of a closing door after Valkyrie opened it to jerk his attention back into the room, and why his senses were open enough to catch Bo's energy at a distance. Bo was familiar, more than familiar right now - he'd seen her use her power and experienced it used on him more than enough that even at a distance he could sense it.

Not directed at him. Valkyrie hadn't gotten a chance to leave.

He put his not-staff-yet aside and moved to the door quickly to see the two women with their hands entwined and in time to catch Valkyrie's question. "Quite powerful magic. And touch-based, so...." He gestured at their hands, then smiled at Bo and converted the gesture to a beckon to her. Come over here. (As always, her power was insidious, even with screens up it was almost impossible to resist wanting her closer.) "Hunting in my hallway, Bo? I'm hurt."

[st_unaligned]

Something inside of her seemed to whisper 'just a little taste', though something deeper inside of her seemed to be watching like a vulture for Bo to partake. She had inched forward just a little, eyes on Valkyrie's lips as if eyeing her prize when Loki appeared. While Valkyrie had a familiar strength to her, the addition in Loki's magic was a stronger pull.

When her eyes looked up and over to Loki, they were bright blue. She smiled playfully, a little more predatory now than usual. "Couldn't we invite her to have some fun with us?" There was a push/pull of wanting to move to Loki while remaining with Valkyrie. Somewhere deep down there was a more primal sense of 'prey' that when Bo was feeling more herself rejected intensely.

Her Bright eyes moved to the woman. "I promise you I'm very fun."

[st_allionofdoom]

Right. Interesting company. 'Never change, Loki.'

"I believe you." Norns, she did. Valkyrie released Bo's fingers in an enormous show of will, letting her hand drop to rest on her hip. "But I don't think that's wise."

[st_ratagem]

Based on that performance, Valkyrie was safe enough, but Loki threw out a couple threads of subtle magic: one to nudge Bo's attention more on him and the second to help clear the effects on Valkyrie, make it easier for her to think for herself. "Most people want to do more than exchange names before jumping into bed," he said to Bo. "And I assure you the Valkyrie has no interest in me in any case."

He stepped close enough to stroke Bo's cheek, folding away part of his mind as he always did, just to make sure he could stop at need. It was easier than holding screens. "Let her go for now," he murmured. "Why chase dinner when you have a willing option?"

[st_unaligned]

There was a sudden pout when Valkyrie let go, not unlike a child who was told they couldn't have candy for dinner. The voice inside her urged her to just take if it wasn't going to be given to her, but then the familiar feeling of Loki tugged at her and when he touched her, she let go. She turned to Loki and closed the distance between them, though Bo looked back to Valkyrie with a bit of disappointment. "Are you sure I can't convince you?" The way Bo stood beside Loki, body pressed against his side, probably showed how familiar she was with him. "He's more fun than he lets on."

[st_allionofdoom]

“I’ve seen as much.” Valkyrie replied in a doubtless manner, feeling that overbearing warmth clear. She shook her head to help sober herself. “He’s quite...fun.”

[st_ratagem]

Loki slid an arm around Bo's waist, because he wanted to touch her and because it would anchor her. Hopefully it would keep her from going after Valkyrie, who seemed blessedly steadier. The spell had done its job.

"She's from my future," he said close enough to Bo's temple that his lips brushed her skin when he spoke. It was another way to keep her focus on him, and also bleed off a little of the desire raised by being touched by a hungry Bo without mental screens up. "Apparently parts of it are very interesting for me. Valkyrie, if you're going, you should go." She was right about the wisdom of leaving, for a variety of reasons. "I suspect I'm going to be occupied for quite a while."

[st_unaligned]

Bo practically purred when Loki touched her. Somewhere she filed away the information on Valkyrie which she would remember on a later date. Now, her mind and body were very much preoccupied with the need for Loki. She turned her head and let her tongue lightly run along his jawline. At this point it might not matter if the door was closed or not.

[st_allionofdoom]

A huff of almost-laughter. "By your command, Your Highness." Valkyrie tugged the door closed behind her. At the least, she could spare someone the unfortunate fate she'd found herself in several times over.

When the door clicked into place, she released a breath. Now that the otherworldly charm of the moment had faded, the adrenaline was left, and not in a wholly pleasant fashion. It crossed her mind to worry, but that was quite a silly sentiment on the whole. She pushed away and resolved to tuck the encounter in some small, forgotten corner of her mind for the time being.

[st_ratagem]

Even before the door closed completely, Loki spun and half-threw Bo against a wall (any wall!) before kissing her, none of it especially gently. Bo generally enjoyed when her partner didn't treat her like she was delicate, and her need by the time she reached him along with their mutual agreement that feelings not get involved also ensured that rough tended to work for both of them.

The piece of his mind that he'd put safely away spared a few moments from keeping watch to be pleased that Valkyrie had successfully made her escape and wonder how it would affect future association, but the rest of him was too occupied with Bo to care about anything else.

[st_unaligned]

Slamming into the wall drew a smile across her face. While she was capable of being more intimate, there were a plethora of reasons why this was the best way with Loki. It felt especially right with the lingering primal urges she felt trying to claw their way to the surface.

Bo kissed him, hard and unrelenting with nips interspersed. The god of mischief was alluring with his power and hints of darkness to him.

She pulled back from his lips, breathless, and urged Loki's mouth to the nape of her neck and to her chest. "Don't want... To share you're -" she tugged at him, her body pressing against him wantonly. "Toy?"

[st_ratagem]

Valkyrie wasn't a toy. "Do what you want," Loki growled, then bit at her throat. He resisted being urged below that for the moment, as his hands slid under her shirt to urge it off. Yes, it meant her hands off him, but only for a moment. "But in here, you're mine."

[st_unaligned]

She reluctantly took her hands off of him, helping her shirt off - a benefit of being a succubus, as always, was the lack of need for a bra. It made moments like this much more advantageous.

She grinned, though, at producing such a reaction from him. Something primitive relishing in such possessiveness. "No desire for both our hands on you?" As if to punctuate the question, Bo let her fingers roam down his chest and palm him over his pants. A low, pleased sound emitted from her at the contact.

[st_ratagem]

He pushed her a little further up the wall, making it easier to mouth her breasts, as well as deliver a hard pinch to a nipple at the question. "Oh, I didn't say that." Their hands on him, on each other? There were some lovely mental images there. But right now, no. He was no longer in the mood to share. "No pleasure in my undivided attention?"

[st_unaligned]

Somewhere Bo filed the information away that Loki appeared to be interested in Valkyrie on some level. It was hard to actively do much thinking with Loki all over her. Her bright blue eyes closed for a moment as she pressed her head back against the wall at his assertion. "Oh, there's pleasure."

They were both wearing far too much clothes. It didn't help that Bo had a rather active imagination and for a moment she let herself think about just exactly how much fun she, Loki, and Valkyrie could get up to.

She pushed off the wall, intent on turning them to push him against the wall.

[st_ratagem]

"Good." Loki let himself be turned and pushed, let his back hit the wall with a solid thump. Why not, when it gave him space to tangle a hand in her hair and yank their mouths together again? Not that that helped strip the rest of Bo's clothes off her. "I'd hate to think either of us were wasting our time here."

[st_unaligned]

This time she pulled at his chi as they kissed, exchanging pleasure for taste of his power. It pulled a low moan from her as she continued to kiss him while her hands made quick work of his pants, but only lowering them as much as she could while still maintaining her hungry mouth on his. The power the God of Mischief gave off encompassed her with a warmth only strong Fae back home could give her.

"Better prove I'm not wasting your time then." She almost growled it against his lips while her hands reaching under his shirt and purposefully spreading threads of desire across his chest as her hands smoothed down to grab his cock. Some might call it cheating, but a succubus shouldn't shy away from her skills, now should they?

[st_ratagem]

As usual, the pull at his life force wasn't quite pain and wasn't entirely pleasure, but it amplified everything so it was almost impossible to really tell. It would be and was all too easy to let go of most things resembling thought and any focus that wasn't on Bo's mouth, or her hands, or the fact that she was still wearing clothes, somehow.

He was about to tell her to fix that now when her hand wrapped around his cock and the words turned into an incoherent groan against her mouth.