Title: Always In This Twilight
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Bo is hungry. For purimgifts.
Pairings: Uh.
Warnings: Prefer not to.
Word Count: 300

Bo is hungry. Fuck. Fuck. It's like an itch at the back of her skull, that won't go away until she feeds. Until she kills.

It itches other places too, of course. Bo wants hands that aren't hers on her breasts and stomach and back, and on her pussy, someone else's fingers or cock or tongue.

Her clothes are driving her crazy, so off they go, and then the only reasonable thing to do is take a shower. Bo runs the soap over her body, imagining it's a lover's touch. Male, female, young, old, Bo's tried them all and none of them have survived; Bo imagines a female touch this time, slender dark hand holding the cheap motel soap. The bar skims smoothly over her legs, her feet, up her sides and back and stomach, and Bo lingers on her breasts, rubbing the soft wet skin until the nipples peak. Then up to the neck and face and hair, then let the warm water cascade over her until the suds are all washed away. The feel of the water on her skin is like silk—okay, no it's not, and the water pressure really sucks in this motel, but Bo takes her pleasure where she can find it.

It helps the hunger, a little. Not enough. Bo thinks about masturbating (such an unsexy word), and rubs her fingers across the nub of her clitoris (also an unsexy word, but Bo's hungry), but nothing doing.

Bo can't feed on herself. This isn't the first time she's tried. Bo wonders what would happen if she succeeded, if she'd end up emaciated like people whose bodies cannibalize themselves for lack of other food, and what sort of fucked-up person is she that even that thought is sexy now?

Fucked-up is an appropriate phrase. So is just plain fucked.

Title: No Dawn, No Day
Rating: R
Summary: Bo tries to control her hunger. For purimgifts.
Pairings: Uh.
Warnings: Prefer not to.
Word Count: 330

There's a woman at the bar; the name on her credit card is Deborah. Bo has a cousin Deborah. Debbie's married and Bo was at the bridal shower. The event is memorable mostly for the big neon-purple dildo a friend of Debbie's gave her. That and the messy divorce a few years afterward; Debbie is Catholic, and the marriage went south hard enough that the priest who married Debbie and That Jerk volunteered to annul the marriage.

Sex toys are expensive. But Bo can trick anybody out of money. Sex toys aren't vital in the way that, say, her fake IDs are. But what if they ease the hunger? There's no way of telling what's in a toy off the shelf at an adult store, especially one that advertises its sex toys as 'novelties' as though no one ever buys them except as gag gifts. But she can research, and buy from reputable stores; Anything shipped from anywhere would require Bo to have some certainty that her location won't change between now and then.

The more Bo thinks about it, the more her reasons sound like excuses.

Bo holds off her hunger as long as she can, taking the edge off with frequent masturbation, to wait for her box from blowfish.com. She's ordered dildoes of varying sizes, vibrators (battery and plug-in), lube, and a couple picture books, and clicked over to Amazon every time somebody wandered by the library computer she was working at.

The box has barely arrived when Bo can't take it any longer: the first man to buy her a drink in the dive she picks out gets the best night of his life, and also the last night of his life, because Bo cannot control herself.

But then, that's what the toys are for.

(The toys make masturbation more fun, but don't actually accomplish anything in the way of keeping Bo's hunger manageable. Three changes of locale later, the toys are left behind.)

Title: Mirror Mirror
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Who's the fairest of them all? For purimgifts.
Pairings: Mary Dennis/Sam Dennis, Aoife/OMC.
Warnings: Prefer not to.
Word Count: 440

Mary Dennis plays by the rules; when a tiny squalling bundle showed up on her doorstep, Mary called the police. Aoife loves to break rules; Bo's existence is proof enough of that. Mary lives a simple life: number-cruncher for the state by day, knitter and missing-child advocate by night. Aoife lives it up. Mary doesn't know how to fight with anything but words. Aoife is used to fighting for her life. Mary loves Bo more than life itself. So does Aoife.

Mary knows very little about sex, either the good or the bad: it's pleasurable, sometimes, and it's for procreation. Aoife has been raped often enough to know exactly how bad sex can get, and has had enough enjoyable sex with enough variety to know exactly how good it can be. Mary is squicked, though she doesn't know what the word means, at the thought of gay sex. Aoife has pegged people and been on the receiving end of both anal sex and pegging, and thinks it's quite fun. Except when it's not. Mary doesn't understand how lesbian sex works. Aoife's had plenty, and it's her favorite kind.

Bo's father, Mary's husband Sam, is a construction worker and a fisherman. He's a rule-breaker, but not a law-breaker. That's part of why Mary loves him. Bo's father, Aoife's lover Dorofey, is a marine biologist and a vodyanoy. He too is willing to break rules but not laws; that's the only reason Aoife waited till La Shoshain to seduce him, because he's Light Fae. She chose him because a long time ago, her best friend was Dorofey's sister Yulianna.

She chose him because he's Light Fae and because Yulianna is Light Fae. Aoife is Dark Fae because they care about their own more than they care about the law, and she's never forgiven Yulianna for choosing the other side.

She chose him because he's Light Fae and because he's male. Because he and she could conceive a child she could hide among the humans and who would grow up there ignorant of the Fae and unwilling, when that child came to learn of the Fae, to choose a side.

Bo is the oldest of three siblings. Bo's adoption was such a success—no one but Mary came forward to claim the child abandoned on Mary's doorstep—that Mary and Sam decided to try again. June was one of the little girls in China whose parents wanted a little boy. Michael was one of the little boys in the US whose parents were deemed unfit by the state.

Bo is the youngest of three siblings. Aidan is Dark Fae. Cara is Light Fae.