The Cure For Cooties
AN: I own nothing in this story. Please R&R.
Bo's heavy sigh easily reached Lauren's ears, the blond soon making her way towards her wife and her seemingly new-found home in front of their full body mirror. Her hands wrapped around Bo's middle, as far as they could go, and she placed a gentle kiss in the right crook, earning a soft moan from her wife.
"What's the sigh for?"
"You know what it's for Lauren. I'm not sexy anymore."
"No, you're not sexy," Lauren replied, earning herself a glare from Bo. "Not sexy, gorgeous, stunning, glowing Bo. All things I place under the significantly sexy category, just so you know."
That at least got a chuckle from her wife and Lauren smiled. But soon enough, Bo was pouting as she looked down, hands on her round belly. "Even with this?"
"Of course. You're carrying our little girl Bo. What can be hotter than that?"
Bo grimaced a bit before smiling warmly, Lauren beaming as she felt their child kick.
"She only really starts kicking like this when you're around."
"At this stage she's most likely responding purely to tactile sensation or just getting the feel of her environment-"
A moment later finds Lauren on her back, Bo's eyes glowing, a purr escaping her mouth as she licks her lips.
"You know what your geek speak does to me."
Lauren has a moment to thank the hormones before all of her thoughts are filled with her wife.
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Charlotte Trick Lewis didn't have any special powers, she didn't thrive on emotions, and she required the same amount of time to heal as any human would.
That didn't stop Bo from being completely under her spell, with her little girl's warm brown eyes, infectious giggle, and vivid imagination. Currently the pair were snuggled together under Charlotte's covers, having dove under them at the sound of the front door opening and Lauren's voice calling out.
"Now where has my family gone?"
"We got her mama!" Charlotte said as quietly, yet as enthusiastically, as possible.
"I'm going to make sure. Stay here," Bo replied, poking her head out and eventually moving her whole body out from underneath the blankets.
Silence reigned and Charlotte gulped, sticking her head out before she was suddenly grabbed and brought into a tight embrace from her mothers, both starting to tickle her until she was nothing but peals of laughter.
"M-mama, mommy, stop it!" Charlotte managed to say a minute later.
They did and the seven year old finally looked up at Lauren, beaming.
"Mama and I made something for you!"
Lauren looked at Bo and then Charlotte. "Did you now?"
Charlotte nodded. "Yup, mama needed help with the scissors but I helped her!"
Bo blushed a bit at that and rustled Charlotte's dark hair. "So I'm not the best at arts and crafts," Bo replied to the amused expression on her wife's face. But Lauren's attention was swiftly drawn to the large construction paper heart thrust into her hands. It opened up to reveal photos of Charlotte and Bo along with messages from each.
"It's beautiful," Lauren said, giving Charlotte a kiss on the forehead and Bo a deeper one on the lips.
"Ew, mommy! You'll get cooties!"
"Cooties aren't a disease-" but Bo cut her off with a kiss of her own, making Charlotte stick out her tongue.
"Now you'll really get cooties!"
Bo broke apart then and bent down to look her daughter in the eyes. "I'm not feeling so good, Charlotte, I think I-oh no! It's the cooties!" Bo exclaimed, making a gagging noise and sticking out her tongue.
Charlotte shrieked as her mother picked her up and started kissing her on the cheeks rapidly.
"Mommy, save me!"
Lauren just grinned and soon enough had Charlotte in her arms, the gift placed on Charlotte's bed. "Cootie barrier, dear."
Charlotte nodded at her mother's proclamation and stuck her tongue out at Bo.
The succubus pouted then and batted her eyes.
"So you two will just leave me all alone?"
"Never," Lauren replied, drawing Bo to her side as Charlotte squirmed.
"But now we'll get cooties!"
"Ice cream, taken in moderate amounts, should neutralize the effects," Lauren said in her most serious doctor voice, causing Charlotte to nod her head rapidly.
"Yay!"
Bo just basked in the moment with her family, a content grin on her face before she felt some tugging on her pants.
Apparently Lauren had let Charlotte down.
"Race you mama!"
"Last one there gets a face full of ice cream," Bo said, darting ahead.
Lauren smirked a bit as she watched the two most important people in her life race towards the kitchen, noting that Bo held back and let their daughter win. Charlotte was cheering and tried to grab the ice cream from the back of the fridge. Bo picked her up and soon enough the cool treat was in her tiny hands.
"Mommy, c'mon! We've got to cure the cooties!"
Bo followed Charlotte's eyes and gave a wry grin as the dessert was ladled out in some bowls.
"Looks like you're the last one here."
Lauren has a moment to blink before a gob of ice cream connects with her face, Charlotte shrieking with glee and Bo laughing it up.
Taking a bit of the stuff off her face, Lauren just smiled warmly at them.
"You're right, I'm the last one at the table."
Charlotte was too busy eating her ice cream to notice the sickly-sweet tone in Lauren's voice but Bo figured something was up. However she was too distracted by Lauren's after-hours eyes a moment later, allowing her wife to get closer.
A sticky, cold hand is placed under the front of her shirt, Bo yelping in surprise, Charlotte looking over to her parents. Lauren's hands were at her sides while Bo's face was flushed.
"Mama, eat your ice cream!"
"She gets that bossy tone from you, you know," Bo muttered, doing as her daughter asked while Lauren just smirked, stealing a bit of Bo's ice cream.
Deflecting Bo's narrowing eyes with a shrug, Lauren sighed and leaned against Bo's shoulder, content with another afternoon shared with her family.