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Get You Back

Description: Venus Alore watched her world collapse in a single night. Her family was slaughtered, her little brother turned into something inhuman, and her only way out? A stranger with cold hands, sharper words, and secrets she’s not sure she wants to uncover.

Tags: Character death, blood, vampires

Bo Chow x OC!!!!!

(2k words)

Venus was numb.

Her family was gone, taken from her in a moment. The echoes of their horrified screams still lingered in her mind, a continuous song that couldn’t stop. Her breathing was labored as she tried to stop her shaking hands. It felt like an elephant was sitting on her chest, restraining her from breathing. Crawling over to her parents' lifeless bodies, each movement heavy with grief. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, a flow that would never end.

Venus grasped her mother’s hands, desperate to return any life to her, but she could only feel her ice-cold hands. Her mother’s once-vibrant skin, always warm and sunny, now appeared ghostly and pale. Her eyes, which held experiences and stories, had now gone dull. The scene around her blurred through the haze of her tears.

“Mom, please wake up,” Venus’s cries came out ragged, still struggling to comprehend the reality of their absence. “Mom, please wake up. " A quiver ran through her, desperation evident in her plea.“I never got to say goodbye”, she murmured to herself. The words stung no matter how many times she repeated.

“I’m so sorry I was mad.” Her confession escaped her lips like a secret. Making her way to her dad, a small shift was heard from the couch that stopped her.

She hesitantly stood up to find out what the noise was. The uneasiness got to her, making her skin crawl. Something was moving on that couch. Adrenaline coursed through her veins like wildfire, sending electric pulses racing with every heartbeat. Venus took a harsh grip of a small knife in her pocket for protection. Her dad’s lucky pocket knife, which he gifted her for her twentieth birthday. Venus sniffled at the thought of the knife bringing her comfort.

Her little brother’s once lifeless body moved. Venus hesitantly stood up, not wanting to get closer. “Louie?” she whispered, hoping his brother survived the attack. In the back of her mind, confusion remained. How could Louie be alive? His neck looked to be slit and for some reason.. it was bitten.

The room was soon filled with a cold drift of the midnight air. The Alore’s front door was wide open after the attack, before Venus’s family was cruelly taken from her. Though the youngest member of the family was brutally attacked, here he stood. His movements didn’t match someone who had just been attacked, it’s as if he’d been healed.

A shocked gasp was muffled by Venus’s hand. Louie’s stance starkly contrasted with the defenselessness he had shown moments before. He tries to talk and is stopped by how raspy he sounds. Sure, he was going through puberty, but he normally did not sound like this. With a small cough, his voice is back to normal. “Venus? You okay?” His tone sounded concerned, though he was the one hurt.

“Louie?” Her eyes continuously glanced up and down her brother with a worried glance. How was it even possible he was standing right in front of her? Just a minute ago, he looked dead.

“Are you okay? You’re the one who got hurt.” Venus stood where she was, not trusting whatever was in front of her. The floor creaked as Louie stepped forward.

“Sis, I’m fine, I don’t think he got me that bad,” Louie spoke, his voice a mix of determination and innocence as he crept closer to his older sister. Venus’s posture tightened, her arms extending to restrict her brother from coming even further. “Louie, stay back...” Her words were hesitant as to what to do next. Louie continued, stepping forward, his brows furrowed in confusion as to why his sister looked afraid of him. A flicker of reassurance crossed Venus’s mind as she watched Louie open his arms, silently begging for a hug. It was a silent gesture of love between the siblings, but this felt alarming. Louie didn’t look like Louie, and it wasn’t him.

A loud bump echoed when Venus finally backed into the bookcase. A single book fell from the shelf, causing her to flinch in surprise. Louie stood still, unfazed by the noise. “Sis, why can’t you hug me? We just lost our parents.” His tone was filled with fear, though his expression didn’t seem to match it. Louie looked to be reading from a script or had completely dissociated.

“Louie, I don’t…” Her voice cracked as she looked at her brother. “I don’t think that’s you, Louie.”

Her brother unexpectedly burst into laughter, hunched over as he continued to chuckle. “Venus! What are you talking about?” he sounded genuinely stunned.

While he was bent over, Venus tried to quietly make her way towards the wide-open door, her eyes locked onto her brother. Another loud noise halts her escape: the creaky floorboards of their house.

‘Fuck’ she cursed internally letting out a shaky breath she was holding in. Louie stood back up, his dull eyes staring at his sister. “I feel hurt, sis, I just wanted some comfort.”

“Venus!” A sharp voice from outside the door called her. Goosebumps began to form from the cold. She turned at the use of her name, and there stood a man she’d never seen before. He motioned for her to come out. “Get out!” he barked again.

With the echoing yell in her brain, she turned to look at her brother. His eyes flickered from a glowing yellow back to their original dark brown state. Her legs moved faster than her mind had time to process, bolting for the front door. Behind her, the sounds of her brother's steps began to grow closer, an attempt to stop her from leaving.

“Venus!” His grim voice echoed from the rear of her. Venus could feel the coldness of his skin as he held tightly onto her wrist to pull her back into the house.

No, no, I’m almost there.

She’s almost there, nearly free.

Venus used her other hand to grab her knife from her pocket. Shakily, she flips it, stabbing her brother's hand. The blade plunges through his hand, cutting the bone responsible for mobility. Louie howls in pain at the feeling of the steel blade entering his flesh. When she rips out the knife, blood sprays on her. Getting anywhere on any surface, allowing it to stay. “Let go!” she screamed, still feeling his grip on her.

Louie hunched over in pain, letting his hold go to regenerate his skin. He writhes in pain at his hand, watching as Venus runs away. He smirks, wiping the drool from the side of his mouth.

He listens intently as Venus’s footsteps come to a stop. He can still hear her breathing, which means she hasn’t gone too far. Carefully walking out of the house, Louie peeks at the porch before stepping outside.

Louie only made it a few steps outside before another object was plunged into him again. At that moment, a wooden stake was driven into his heart. He gasped, attempting to take out the enlarged splinter. Looking into the eyes of his perpetrator, Louie watched as the man continued pushing the wooden stake into his heart.

With his last breath, he spoke quietly, “Take care of my sister.” Bloody tears ran down his cheeks as he succumbed to his injuries. His body fell onto the cold wood as blood continued to trickle out of the opening in his chest. Louie Alore lay dead, still a child, never making it to sixteen years old.

“Louie!” Venus cried out, her voice filled with hurt as she watched the scene in front of her. She was pulled away from her brother’s lifeless body by the stranger. “Let me see him, You killed him!” She broke free from the man’s grip.

“He was gonna kill you!” Bo shot back at the grieving woman, “Let’s go, we gotta go.” His words were laced with urgency.

Venus was lost in admiring her brother. For the first time in a while, he looked peaceful, not stressed by the constant pressure from their dad. Was this a sign for him to rest? Who knows, Venus took it as one. With an open hand, she slid her hands to close his eyes.

“...We have to go,” The man continued to ramble, not realizing Venus didn’t catch a word he said.

“Go where?” Venus questioned the man, “I don’t even know who you are.”

“Does it matter? Do you want to live or not?” The stranger began to get agitated at the number of questions he was asked.

“How do I know you not gonna kill me like that white man did?”

“I would’ve bitten you by now.”

“What was he?” Venus asked, looking back at the lifeless body in front of her, “It looked like my brother, but it wasn’t.”

“He was a vampire, bitten by the white devil himself.”

“Vampire?” She repeated, “The old folk tale?” Venus’s face scrunched in confusion.

“I’ll explain later, we gotta go.” He sighs, “Let’s go, it’ll be dawn in a few hours and I don’t wanna turn into ash.” He turns and begins walking to his car, which is conveniently parked in front of the house.

“What about my family? I can’t just leave their bodies here.” Her voice shakes as she looks at the wreck that was her family's lifeless bodies. Leaving Louie’s corpse – was it a corpse? -- felt so wrong, that was her brother. “I get you in a rush to get somewhere, but what about my family?”

Bo turns around, seeing her stuck on the porch. Sighing internally, he turns back, walking back onto the porch. “Venus, we will handle this later, I promise.” Bo sounded stern as he held his hand out for Venus to take. Her eyes pooled with tears, not wanting to leave.

“C’mon, I’ll take care of ya.” He seemed sincere, and his eyes felt the same way, too. “Promise me that you’ll handle this,” she whispered.

“I promise.” He confirmed with a nod. Venus reluctantly placed her hand in his, flinching at the cold hands. His hands felt like her brother’s and mother’s. Venus' stomach was in knots as she felt herself being moved off her porch.

The man walked both of them to his car. Venus was emotional, leaving her parents behind like this; she should’ve been able to do something. But what could she do? No one was going to believe her tale of a supposed vampire attacking her family.

As he assisted her into the car, Venus shuddered from the cold once more. Glancing down, she realized she was only wearing a t-shirt and pajama pants. When the man got into the driver's seat, he reached for something in the back seat. There, he found a discarded jacket.

The man gently draped the coat over the shivering woman. Venus thanked him as she was now enveloped in warmth. It smelled heavily of cologne that she couldn’t stop sneakily smelling. As the man started up the car, Venus asked a lingering question.

“So mystery man, what’s ya name?”.

“Bo,” He changed the gear from park to drive.

“Bow? Like a bow and arrow?” She giggles at her joke.

“No smartass B-O, Bo,” Bo sighs, hearing this same joke every time he introduces himself. He begins the journey back to his home.

There was an uncomfortable silence between the two before Venus asked another question.

“How’d you know my name? I’ve never seen you before.”

“I read your mind.”

“You can read minds?” She looked curiously at him, not believing a word he said. “So what am I thinking now?”

Bo turned to look at her. “How to kill me?”

“How…” Venus gasped in amazement, lost for words that he was telling the truth.

pt.2 coming soon!!

[saturlvrs]

What'd You Call Her?

Description: Venus faces off with a disrespectful customer who refuses to pay for his cigarettes. The aggressive man resorts to using a word that Bo despises, leading to a swift and decisive response that lands him outside, receiving a ass whooping.

Tags: Disrespectful language, protective Bo, constant question of authority

Bo Chow x OC!!!!

(1.9k words)

The recent drought has led to an influx of days of heavy rain over the past few weeks. Venus loved the rain, but driving in it was a challenge. Just getting here was a damn challenge itself. Masses of mud were littered throughout the road, making driving to the store difficult.

As rain pelted on the glass, Venus continued working on her word search to pass the time. She was almost finished, but there was one word left: tendon. She hummed a song as her eyes scanned the paper again, but still nothing. It’s in front of me, I swear she thought, trying to find the missing word. The store was a ghost town, other than her and Bo. In the back, Bo was breaking down boxes that once harbored produce. Bo was adamant about keeping the store open in case locals needed something.

Venus bit the top of her pen in frustration, not satisfied with leaving the word search incomplete. Just then, the doors burst open, a creak coming from the amount of force. Venus' body reacted with a sudden jolt at the noise, watching as a patron entered the store. A man eerily walked in, his footsteps heavy and sloshy. His boots squeaked from the water that covered them. Venus cringed at the sound, causing her eye to twitch at the noise.

With a swift movement, she rose from the chair, the fabric of her dress rustling softly.

The man, impatient as ever, cut her off before she could speak. “A pack of smokes,” he demanded, his voice sharp and dictatorial.

Despite the tension in the air, Venus maintained a smile as she wrestled for control in her head. The urge to slap this rude man grew with each second the man stood in front of her. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Venus nodded, reaching to grab the cigarettes from the shelf.

Her fingers lightly pressed along the registers' keys. She quickly ran up the sale, the familiar sound of the chimes as she finished “It’s 15 cents.”

The man looked at Venus with a confused expression. Venus’s face was blank, trying to figure out if something was wrong with what she said. Did she accidentally say she wanted to slap him? Why was he staring so hard at her?

“Fifteen cents? Down the road, it’s ten”, his demeanour tensed. Not wanting to pay the price of the cigarettes. Venus wondered why the man didn’t go to his usual shop to buy cigarettes. The prices of cigarettes are on the window as well. Did the man just straight up ignore it?

“Sorry, sir, I can’t take off the five cents. You can walk down the road for those ten-cent cigarettes if you want,” She tried being polite, giving the man another option to save the five cents. “We have other brands that are ten cents.” Her fingers pointed to the other brands they had in stock.

As polite as she was, the man didn’t take it that way. He felt she was being passive-aggressive, telling him to leave the store. The girl could take off the five cents, but she just won’t do it for him.

“Girl just take off the damn five cents” His voice cracked in disbelief at the way he was being treated. “This is ridiculous, do you know who I am?” his attempt to scare her was brushed off when she chuckled at him.

Venus' eyes scanned the man, her brows furrowed in confusion. He didn’t look famous or familiar, so she couldn’t grasp why he seemed to think she cared. “I am not a girl, I’m a grown woman, sir”, checking his comment before. The man attempted to snatch the cigarettes, but Venus’s reflexes kicked in, her hand wrapping around the box. Venus shook her head internally at the man; stealing wasn’t worth it.

“Sir, you can’t do that here.” Her voice was desperate for the man to leave. “You can walk down the road as you said.” She mentioned again, hoping he’d take the hint and leave.

The man grew agitated and began massaging his head. “I’m not walking down the road when it's pouring outside,” Venus shrugged, placing the cigarettes back on the shelf. “Well, you have to either pay the 15 cents or get out.” She couldn’t understand why he was annoyed when she was the one who had to deal with him.

“Who you think you're talking to?” The volume of his voice was raised, as if he was challenging the authority Venus held. His eyes narrowed, making it clear he was not about to back down.

“Who are you talking to?” Venus challenged back, never afraid of a man. Growing up with a dad who talked like this to her was great practice in dealing with men like this. “Sir, I’m going to ask you to leave.”

The man pointed an acutsotry finger in Venus’s direction “You one of the uppity girls huh?” He sneered.

Venus let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head “I’m uppity because you couldn’t manage to scunge up fifteen cents?” she replied.

He fought back, saying, “I can afford the fifteen cents.” The blank expression on Venus’s face was rage. The stranger was doing all of this for no reason. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking another deep breath.

“That’s great, sir, but I’m asking you to leave. I will not be servicing you,” Her hand pointed to the door, wanting him to leave.

Without a word, the man began to walk to the doors. His wet boots squeaked as he walked. Venus let out a sigh of relief as his back now faced her. He continued murmuring “Women test my patience every damn day.” He wasn’t quite out of the store yet, holding tightly onto the doors.

Venus said nothing, she knew if she kept going, he’d continue with his antics. Even when she said nothing back, the man took that as offensive. The empty stare she had on her face was all it took for the man to make his way back to the counter.

“Bo!” She called for her husband to handle it, growing tired ot the stranger in front of her. The yell grabbed the attention of Bo in the back, stopping what he was doing. Quickly laying his produce logs onto the shelf, he walked to the front. Opening the door, he saw a strange man standing across the counter of his wife. “Is everything alright?” he asked as he made his way to the counter.

The man snickered smugly at the woman calling her husband on him. Taking a second to assess his wife, Bo asked, “You okay, baby?” Ignoring the man who continued to bump his gums in front of them.

Venus nodded, feeling her husband’s hand around her waist. “I’m fine, nothin’ I couldn’t handle.” Bo gave her a quick forehead kiss. “He won’t leave,” she said, her eyes glaring at the stranger. Bo sensed her tension, nodding, turning his attention back to the man in front of them.

“Sir, I’m gon ask you nicely to leave.” He carefully got closer to the man, not knowing if he was armed. The man continued to ignore him, starting again with Venus. His eyes were set on her when the next words came out his mouth “Bitches like you disgust me”

Venus’s frowning face turned straight into delight, hearing that word. This man was digging his grave even deeper, Bo hated that word. Especially if someone ever tried to use that word when referring to his wife. Taking her place back on her chair, she smiled at the man. Bo chuckled leaving from behind the counter.

The man’s face grew with glee as Bo walked in front of him. Based on Bo’s look, his apron and gloves create a nonthreatening presence. No one would ever think Bo was about beat the fuck outta this guy.

“You called my wife a bitch?” His eyes darkened looking at this poor excuse of a man. Still ignoring Bo, he redirected his attention to Venus. “This the who I’m posed I'm afraid of?” A line of laughter comes from him. “The fuck this slim jim is gonna do?”

“If anything, I should be calling you a bitch” Bo stood in front of his wife blocking the man’s view. “Picking fights with women must be your job, right you bitch?” Bo smirked at the provokation.

That finally got the man’s attention. His face turned hot at the use of the word. “I ain’t no damn bitch” the man’s finger was pressed into Bo’s chest which Bo rightly slapped away. “You act just like one, you like fighting with women?”

The man chortled, oblivious to the first that hurled toward his face like a shooting star. Bo, feeling a mix of adrenaline and anger, ignored the sharp sting coursing through his hands as he connected with the man’s jaw. The man winced in pain, his body tumbling to the floor. That didn’t stop Bo, who continued to unleash a ruthless barrage of punches, each on landing a satisfying thud against the man's face. His joyful laughs were turned into gasps and cries. Bo poured all his frustration into each blow, his breath becoming heavy as he fought.

Venus watched the exchange in amusement. Her chuckles were muffled by the man’s cries. It was funny to watch as the stranger tried blocking his face with his hands. Serves him right, don’t disrespect people. Blood rushed out of his nose, getting all over Bo’s hands. He wiped the lingering blood on the man’s shirt. Standing up in annoyance, he looked at the man’s miserable body. “Call my wife a bitch again and see what happens to you” His work boot colliding with the mans side. No more smart remarks came from the man as he resumed being kicked.

Bo’s wife watched in admiration. Her husband was handsome, but now she wanted him to herself. The way his muscles flexed each time he hit or kicked the man was tempting. Venus never realized what Bo looked like when upset, maybe she’d need to do it herself. She bit her lip, watching her husband wipe the blood off his hands with a towel.

With a groan, Bo grabbed hold of the man’s arms. He dragged the man out of the store. The stranger wailed out in pain as his body was stretched. Bo didn’t care, not stopping one bit as he dragged the man outside. It had gotten even worse outside; a straight downpour was taking place. Bo didn’t care, he dragged the man until they reached the street. Bo bent down to relay a message: “Come back and you’ll be dead.” A huge crack of thunder was apparent in the sky, alerting Bo to go back inside.

Walking back into the store, he noticed his wife’s shocked face. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s just…” Venus was lost for words. “You looked so hot doing that, you want me to get you mad?” she teased at his serious demeanor.

Carefully, he peeled off the blood-stained apron and gloves to hands, throwing them in the garage. There was no use in trying to save them. He stepped closer. “Venus, don’t play.” he shook his head at her antics.

“I’m serious, let’s go,” she urged, her head motioning towards the door. She could hardly contain her eagerness to escape the confines of the store

Bo’s lips curled into a smile, nodding his head, “C’mon, let's go.”

[saturlvrs]

You Ready?

Description: After having a blast at Juke Joint, the Chows plan to head home. But they don't even get out of the parking lot.

Tags: Eater Bo

Bo Chow x OC!!!!

(2.2k words)

The night was young, the air was thick, and the music was loud. The intoxicating smell of old wood filled the air. A constant sound of glass bottles clinking together in celebration at the opening of the juke joint. Music pulsed through the juke joint like a heartbeat, vibrant and eclectic, yet all that was felt was Pearline’s beautiful voice. Her voice blended with the rhythm as patrons danced. They twirled and swayed with laughter.

Inside the joint, the lighting wasn’t as bright, but there was a shimmering star in the joint. Venus danced with life, her face baked in delight as she looked around. In the evening, they were invited to the grand opening of the joint. Smoke did need food for the opening, but still wanted the support of his friend. It had been only a few hours of opening, and the establishment had been a hit. It was so full that people had to be stopped at the door. Venus danced like no one was watching, her dress swishing with every move. This was a time she took to let go.

Bo watched as his wife danced. She looked beautiful, her silk dress fit around her like a glove, and the fabric made her tanned skin shine. Venus didn’t want to wear that dress at first but Bo convinced her, and damn was that a good choice. He wanted to have his hands permanently ingrained on her waist as a reminder of what belonged to him. Bo took another drag of his cigarette as he watched her laugh with a few strangers. Looking down, he smashed the cigarette out in the ashtray.

His eyes darted back up to find her, but she was gone. Venus was possibly conversing with patrons, so he wasn’t too worried. His opponents looked around, waiting for him to make a move. Bo continued with ease, throwing down his cards with a satisfying slap.

The curtains drew back, shining a soft golden light into the dimmed section. It made Bo’s eyes flinch at the side, once discomfort turned into warmth, realizing who opened them. The familiar figure of his wife stood there, cradling a drink in her hand. The shawl she once wore over her shoulders now looped in the nook of her arm. A reflecting light showed the mischief in her eyes as she walked closer to him. Bo removed his limp arm from his lap, motioning for his wife to sit. She accepted the offer with a small nod. Settling into his lap, she wrapped her arm around his neck, pulling him closer. Bo felt the warmth radiate from her.

No one around them said anything, focused on their remaining cards. Bo carefully shuffled his cards into his left hand, allowing his right hand to wrap around Venus in a protective embrace. Her presence was intoxicating – just a few inches away, he inhaled the sweet scent of vanilla that stuck to her skin. The lotion she applied early that evening still lingered in the air. Bo’s grip softened as his hand began to trace circles up and down her back, each stroke softer than the next. In that moment, all he could think of was how he’d devour her.

Her warm voice filled his ears, “Hey baby,” she kissed him on his cheek, “Missed you”. Bo felt her plush lips kiss his cheek. Her deer-like eyes looked down at Bo as she waited for his response.

“You risky today, baby,” Bo chuckles, throwing down another card. The sound echoed amidst the haze of smoke and laughter that filled the room. The guy sitting across from him groans as he looks frantically at his remaining cards. “I missed you too.” He placed a tender kiss on her forehead. Bo was always going to reassure her. Pulling away, he saw a playful glint in her eyes. Venus nestled comfortably on Bo’s lap. “You havin’ fun?” he asked, getting a better look at her. “You looked good out there.”

Venus smiled at the compliment. “Thank you, you look good sitting here.” Her finger was tracing along his jawline. He smirked, looking at her, “I do?” She nods with a lip bite. “How good do I look?”. The world around them faded, leaving just the two of them, wrapped in a bubble of warmth. Venus didn’t say much before pulling him into a loving kiss. Venus’s hand makes its way onto Bo’s face, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Bo unconsciously puts down his cards to pull Venus closer to him.

Not leaving an inch of Venus untouched. The only thing heard in that room was the sound of their lips interlocking. Nothing else mattered to them as they drowned out everything besides themselves. Every brush of their lips sent a shiver down Venus’s spine. Time seemed to slow as they explored each other, each minute stretching on for what felt like hours. Their breathing was now synchronized as they both tried not to break the kiss. All Venus could taste was a faint cigarette taste and liquor. She didn’t mind it at all, still swirling her tongue around his. Bo was the first to pull away, gazing into his wife’s eyes.

Between breaths, Bo asks, “You ready to go?” his head motions to the door. Venus breathlessly nods, ready to hit the road. Venus stood up first, her eyes watching as Bo did after her. The men around the table groaned as Bo placed his cards down with a flick. Taking his wife's hand into his, they leave the section.

Before leaving the joint, they made their rounds of saying bye to everyone to let them know they were leaving. Bo held his wife’s hand tightly as they made it to the car. The air was still humid outside as they walked to the car. The music sounded muffled as they inched further and further away. Bo opened the passenger side door, helping his wife in. Venus carefully got in, making sure her dress didn’t get caught in the door. With a simple nod confirmed she was in safely. Once she was settled, Bo closed the door gently. He walked around to the driver's side, letting out a weary sigh as he slid into the seat.

Before he could put the key into the ignition, Venus shifted over to him, her dress making it easier for her to glide over. The air between them had a lingering tension, looking for the other to make the first move. Bo’s hand began to softly trail along her legs, favoring her thighs. “You looked so beautiful,” he murmured, his lips finding their way to her neck. Tender kisses were planted along her collarbone. “I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.” his voice sent a chill down her spine. He pulled her closer, his breath warm on her neck. “Bo,” she began, with her neck tilted, inviting him further to continue.

A wet suckle was felt on Venus’s neck. “Don’t leave marks, I don’t like coverin’ up,” she gasped at the sensation. “I can’t?” pulling his face from her neck. His thumb was circling the spot he was just biting. “You know how you get,” Venus muttered, remembering all the times Bo had left markings all over her. Bo nodded internally, he did love leaving marks.

“Fuck Bo” Bo stared confused at what he did “You look so handsome” her hand keeping a tight grip on his chin. Bo’s busy hands began to pull the string keeping her dress tight.

“Bo!” A quiet shriek came from her mouth. She stopped his hand. “What if people see?” she looked around, seeing no one around. They parked far from other cars, but there was still a potential for others to see them. “I’d tell them to enjoy the show,” he licked his lips, ready to devour his meal.

“Bo, seriously,” Venus whined, not wanting people to see her in such a compromising position. She had no problem doing this at home, but getting caught seemed risky. Bo thought for a second, biting his lip in thought. Then the bright idea came to him.

“You keep watch,” he expressed, showing his pearly whites. “I’ll take care of you, you just keep watch and tell me when to stop.” Venus shook her head at the idea, “What if I can’t see them?”

“Well then they’ll have to mind there damn business” he shrugged, he was never going to be ashamed of how he showed appreciation to his wife.

Venus gave in with a sigh, “I swear to god, Bo, if we get caught-” he stopped her statement with a peck. “We won’t, don’t worry.”

They switched seats, so now Venus was sitting in the passenger seat. She was lying down on the seat, her eyes looking up to watch the window. She kept a harsh glare on the reflection of the window, hoping no one would appear. Bo had now discarded her underwear on the ground of the car. Her legs were placed directly onto his shoulders, giving Bo more access to her folds.

A surprised squeal came from Venus as Bo began to lick. Small kitten licks start to make their way around her heat. Before she could close her eyes, she opened them to continue glaring at the window. She let out a relieved sigh, seeing no one was there.

Bo began to plunge his tongue into her as his fingers separated her folds. A coursing shock ran through her body, and she felt Bo’s tongue delve into her. The car was filled with suckling sounds as he combined his fingers with his tongue to pleasure her. His fingers were doused in her clear lubricant.

“Baby,” he muttered, stopping the pleasuring sensation. Venus lifted her head in complaint, “I will kill you myself if you don’t finish.” Bo laughed before getting back to business. “Just make sure you check the window.”

Right! Yes, the window, lying her head back down, Venus watched the reflection, seeing no one there. Her eyes trailed down to Bo, his face in the direction of her folds, fully devouring her. Her dress blocked her view of him, but she could still feel him. His tongue favored her sensitive bud, flicking it back and forth.

Venus choked back a moan at the action, biting into her hand. She felt a hum from Bo.

“V, you gotta open your eyes.” He stopped but continued lapping his tongue up and down her. Venus forced herself to open her eyes. They squinted, looking for someone there, not a person was in sight.

Her legs shook with delight as Bo used both his finger and tongue on her clit. A pattern of rubbing and sucking led to even more moaning. Her hand didn’t stand a chance against her moaning. Venus pushed Bo’s head further into her folds, giving him a chance to lick at a better angle. She wanted to feel all of him. “Holy shit” her breath labored.

Fuck the window, she could care less about the damn thing. Venus tried to conceal her moans as his fingers scissored through her. His fingers felt amazing due to their sheer size. She couldn’t contain herself as she felt his fingers plunge deeper into her.

From the outside of the car, the muffled moans of Venus were heard. It wasn’t as noticeable due to the overpowering music coming from the joint. Under her dress, Bo happily continued as his tongue slipped in and out of his wife's. Her legs shook again, this time not stopping as quickly as the first. “Bo…” her words came out slurred, feeling a tight pressure in her stomach and damn did she need to let it out.

“Right there,” she cried out, lifting her head further back. Bo hummed, not moving or slowing down the pace. His teeth nestled lightly on her clit, causing a ripple effect to go through Venus. Her body pulsed with excitement, moving to get away from Bo. He kept a tight grip on her waist, keeping her in position as he ate. Venus whined, trying to move from the very thing causing her the most pleasure.

“Fuck!” Her hands grasped onto the seat belt for support. Her voice grew hoarse due to the amount of whining she was doing.

Bo chuckled from below at the sight, his wife was a crying mess in front of him. He could get used to this. He prodded at her clit a few more times before a gushing liquid covered his face. “Damn” he said in amazement circling his fingers around her folds. “Sorry for not warnin’ you.” She felt bad, hopefully, nothing got into his eye.

“I’m not worried about that,” He spoke, taking her thighs off his shoulders. Bo gave them a tender kiss before moving. “I was focused on making you feel good.”

“You did just that.” Venus hums, feeling satisfied.

“Good, that's all I ever want.” They fell into a comfortable silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air between them. Venus is helped up off the seat, her dress now crinkled and pulled to her stomach. She picks up her discarded underwear, feeling weird without them. Bo grabs a few sanitizing wipes from the glove compartment to clean off his sticky hand and wipe the excess from his face. Venus leaned over again, kissing his cheek.

PS: Cornbread saw that, and he told Smoke how the Chows were getting busy in the parking lot. :D

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Sweet As A Peach

Description: Bo watched hungrily as his wife devoured a popsicle, savoring the taste. She’d lick clean the melting sweetness from her fingers. Bo wanted to be that popsicle.

Tags: Summer time, smut central, sweat, teasing, popsicle use, fingering, and riding.

Bo Chow x OC!!!!

(1.5k words)

The air was thick and humid throughout the house. Nothing was helping Venus cool down. She was damn near naked. Stripped down to her bra and underwear, and lay under the fan. In a heat-induced haze, she watched the fan spin. She’d already showered, but was already starting to sweat again.

With a tired grunt, she pulled herself up from the floor, making her way to the kitchen just a few steps away. Her first thought was the freezer, its chilly breath inviting her as she swung the door open. The blast of ice-cold air felt invigorating against her warm skin, a welcome contrast to the humid afternoon. She entertained the idea of climbing inside the freezer for a moment of pure coolness, but decided against it—maybe another time. Instead, she reached for a popsicle, a sweet treat that promised to cool her down.

As she made her way back to the living room, she chose to settle onto the couch instead of the hard floor. Unwrapping the popsicle, she realized it was her favorite flavor. There was simply no comparison; cherry couldn't hold a candle to the juicy taste of peach. But as quickly as she unwrapped it, it began to melt, a bright orange drip rolling dangerously close to her fingers.

Venus turned her attention to the creak of the floorboards. Bo slowly made his way over to the kitchen. Freshly showered, now dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. He mirrored Venus, going to the freezer for something to cool him down as well.

Venus held in her laugh when a groan came from the kitchen. She indeed did take the last popsicle. “Venus!”

Venus bit the inside of her cheek to conceal a laugh. “We can share,” she reasoned as Bo sat beside her. “Share? The damn thing is almost melted” he shook his head at her.

He was right, but at least she offered. “You lucky I offered, I should eat the rest in your face,” She teased.

Bo rolled his eyes, moving to the opposite side of the couch, lying down to enjoy the air from the fan. Bo’s eyes drifted over to his wife. A quiet suckling sound came from her side of the couch. He internally sighed, knowing what she was doing. And he loved it.

“Wanna share?” Venus asked, biting the remaining bit of flavored ice. Bo nodded, watching his wife crawl onto his lap. Her legs now wrapped around his waist hitting the side of it.

With the flavored ice between her teeth, she pulled Bo closer in for a kiss. The sugary liquid dripped down the side of his mouth as their lips moved together. Venus broke the kiss to lick the excess liquid. Her cold tongue caused a cooling sensation as she continued licking all around his chin. Bo sneakily unhooked her bra, watching as her breasts fell out of the cups of the bra.

Bo raised a hand to feel on her areolas, now growing hard due to the temperature change. They were beautiful. Bo ran a hand over them, taking one in his mouth. His tongue lapped all around the nipple, sucking it while teasing the other. Venus shakily said, “Be gentle, they're sensitive.”

The atmosphere in the room changed from hot to blistering. Soft moans were heard from Venus as she held a fist of Bo’s hair. Gentle kisses and suckles were felt all along Venus’s chest. Bo was incredibly turned on, not once looking away from the sight in front of him.

His soft but calloused hand moved a strand of hair away from her face. “You call that sharing?” He teased, looking up at her.

“I gave you some, didn’t I?” Venus replied, throwing the wooden stick into the wrapper.

“I mean…” Bo trailed off, smiling, “Technically, I got a cap full of it.” Venus attempts to lift herself off his lap, “I’m not sharing anything with you,” his arm pulls her right back down. She fake pouts.

“I think something else will suffice.” His thumb rubbed circles along her hips. “What you think?” His eyes trailed down to Venus’s underwear. His hand began to reach down to the elastic, stretching it from her skin, pulling it aside. A spot of wetness decorated the front.

His index and middle finger circle over her opening, coated in her glistening liquid. Venus breathed in, and she felt his fingers enter her. Bo knew what he was doing, he knew what made his wife feel good. Bo sat up straight so he could reach a better angle. When in position, he began to thrust his fingers into her. His fingers were engulfed in a warm envelope that squeezed against him tightly.

“Bo..” Venus cried into her hand at the sensation. Bo moved her hand, causing a bunch of whimpers from Venus’s mouth. “I wanna hear you,” he said as he continued a steady pace into her.

Bo's fingers began to curl into her, causing Venus to try to push away. Her legs tried to close, hindering Bo’s attempt at continuing. “Baby,” he used his other hand to open her legs. “Come on,” his voice needy, wanting more.

Venus finally gave in, opening her legs. Bo immediately thrust his fingers back into her heat. Her mouth went slack as her head lay on his shoulder. Bo smirked as he continued.

His thumb circled her clit, flicking her bud. The sensitive bud was hidden behind her puffy folds. Venus moaned into his shoulder, biting into it. Bo kissed her neck, kissing the strained vein.

After a few minutes of pulsing, Bo found her bundle of nerves. His middle finger grazed it, causing a yelp from his wife. “Bo…” she whined, clutching hard onto his shirt. “Bo… I need more”. A hum was heard from Bo as he worked his way into her pussy. Beads of sweat began forming on his forehead as he continued.

Venus felt her eyes rolling into the back of her head in pleasure. Her hand slid up to grab onto his hair, tugging lightly on it. She’d expect his hand to be cramped up at this point, but nothing could stop him. She felt Bo’s cock underneath her fighting to get out.

Finally, the feeling of an orgasm fell upon Venus. Her breath quickened as she tried pushing Bo’s hand away. “Bo, please,” she pleaded for him to slow down. Ignoring her pleading, his fingers curled inside her.

Venus’s teeth bit harder into his shoulder as she came with a choked-out groan, her body felt limp in Bo’s chest. Bo watched as his wife’s chest was moving rapidly up and down, trying to catch her breath.

“You did good,” He kissed the side of her face, feeling as her body trembled in his arms. He slowly pulled his fingers out, and Venus breathlessly pulled away from his shoulder. Bo shamelessly tasted his fingers, not a droplet going to waste. “Sweet,” he simply described the taste.

Venus chuckled, leaning back onto his chest. “I’m not done, Bo.” Properly pulling down his pants, a hard outline was seen from behind his underwear. She pulls them completely down, getting a look at his cock. Venus scoots down a bit so she can comfortably go down. She spent only a few minutes getting him wet before finishing with a pop.

Bo helps her with lining it to her opening. Lowering down felt like hell, that hell soon turned into pleasure as her heat completely swallowed his cock. Bo lets out a stream of groans as she begins to move. With the help of her thighs, Venus moves in a constant rhythm.

Bo held tightly onto her hips, possibly leaving a mark. Watching as she continued moving along his length. He then began to move, thrusting into her, causing her to stop, letting out a breathy moan. “Fuck” she cried out.

Grabbing onto her waist, Bo picks her up, flips them so he’s now on top. His thrusts are animalistic and hard as ever. Venus clutches onto his back as he continues to push into her. Her nails scratched down his back as he continued his thrusts. He slows down feeling onto her stomach watching as the indent of his cock makes its presence. “Venus,” Bo’s hoarse voice calls out.

Hungrily, Venus crashes their lips together. Pressing their heads together, sharing the beads of sweat now falling down their faces. Venus bites down on his lip, causing him to bite back. Their tongues twirl against each other, fighting for dominance, and Bo wins as always.

Venus mutters out her remaining explicits before finally cumming under her husband. His thrusts slow down before he carefully pulls out to finish into his hands. No babies will be happening anytime soon. Bo takes a moment to notice how beautiful his wife looks right now. Though she hates being hot and sticky, here she is with him.

Bo sat beside her. “You okay?” his words coming out slurred. Venus hummed softly, “Yeah, it feels like my insides have been ripped apart.” She painfully nodded, “Give me a minute.”

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Rainy Day In

Description: A rainy day is best with your husband; besides lying around, there are other things to do. Venus enjoys days in ;)

tags: stormy day smut, male whimpering?, husband worship, loving relationship, consensual, comfort smut

Bo Chow X OC!!

(1.5k words)

It was a rainy day in Clarksdale. Most stores and restaurants would remain open, but a storm was headed this way. Business owners were upset they weren't receiving any profit for now, but Venus was happy. Not for the destruction the storm would bring, but instead the time she’d get to spend with her husband. She’d finally get some time with Bo for the first time in a few weeks. 

She loved her husband dearly, but the amount of time he worked in a week was insane. Everyone knew Bo was a hard worker; his wife saw it most. He’d be so exhausted by the end of the week that he'd be struggling to open on weekdays. Venus was glad he had a chance to relax. She’d make sure of it, and burnout wasn’t an option.  

Rain was pelted onto the Chows’ windows when Venus awoke. As she slowly opened her eyes, she realized there was no sun outside. Even from behind the curtains, she could see dark grey clouds that decorated the sky. ‘Right the storm,’ she thought as she looked next to her. It was weird having her husband asleep, lying next to her at this time. Bo would already be up and out of the door. It was nice seeing how peaceful he looked when asleep. She watched as Bo’s chest rose as he took deep breaths. He had a slight snore but wasn’t too loud to wake Venus. She slept through everything.

Venus brushed his tornado of hair out of his face. Her touch was ever so gentle, not to wake him. As she pulled her hand away, Bo flinched, his eyes open. He turned to look over at his wife, feeling that something was wrong. “Baby?” his groggy voice interrupted the silence in the room. He rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe the tiredness out of them. 

“Go back to sleep, I was just tryna move your hair,” Venus whispered, cuddling into his side. Bo immediately wrapped his arm around her. His body heat warmed her up as she continued to lean into him. She lay her head on his chest, listening to his heart beating. His heart was pounding fast, making Venus sit up.

“What’s wrong?” Her eyes shook with concern 

Bo tiredly responded, “You scared me, thought something happened to you.” 

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to wake you up,” Venus apologized as she lay back down next to him. Even though tired, Bo still tried to protect her. She planted a kiss on his cheek.

“It’s fine,” he yawns. “I’m already up, don’t matter now,” Bo tried to get up, but Venus kept him down. In a swift motion, Venus was now on top of Bo, sitting on top of her shirtless husband. Bo’s hands comfortably rubbing up and down Venus’s sides, feeling along her curves. “Baby, don’t you think it's  early to be jumping bones?” Bo chuckled softly, looking up at his wife. Bo thanked God every day for his wife. 

Bo raises his hand to her face, pulling down for a kiss. As their lips interlocked, Venus began creating friction below her. Bo noticed, breaking from the kiss. “Baby?” Bo paused, looking down and back up, “You tryna jump my bones?” He asked as a joke, but Venus nodded back. She leaned down to Bo’s ear, whispering, “Let me help you go back to sleep, promise”. There was no point in whispering since they were the only two in the room, but she did like giving Bo goosebumps. 

Bo looked up at her in amazement, but that amazement turned into worry. “You don’t have to, it’s early.” He tried lifting her off of him, “I’ll just go back to sleep, don’t worry.” 

Venus didn’t budge, sitting still. “Baby, I want to, can I just help you?” She ran her fingers through his hair, trying to convince him to let go. Silence was now upon them as Bo stared up at his wife. She had a look of excitement in her eyes and a loving smile. Bo couldn’t say no to that face. With a fake sigh, Bo agreed, “Fine,” he smiled, “Help me go back to sleep as you say.” 

That was the green light she needed. Sparing a few more seconds gazing into Bo’s eyes, Venus kissed him. Their lips moved in a synchronized manner, never letting go. Bo took the initiative to begin with, lightly swirling his tongue around hers. A quiet moan was heard from Venus as Bo's kisses began to trail along her neck. Venus stops him, pulling back, “What’s wrong? I hurt you?” he asked, concerned

Venus lets out a chuckle, “No, baby, I just want this to be for you.” She leans down to his neck and begins to kiss down. “Let me take care of you”. 

That’s all it takes for Bo to let go. 

All Bo can feel is a plush feeling of lips kissing down his body. Her lips reached all over his abdomen, even taking a nibble on his nipples, which made Bo jolt. She apologized with a smile before making her way down to Bo’s underwear. She admires her husband before pulling down his underwear. 

Bo let out a moan when his cock hit the cold air of the room. Venus smiles before she plays with his tip. Her thumb runs along the slit, watching the precum trickle down. A hungry grin is evident on her face as she looks up at her husband. Bo’s eyes are closed as a low moan comes out of his mouth. 

“Bo?” he doesn’t respond, “Bo? I want you to watch me”. She curled her fingers around him, watching how his skin moved with every stroke — exposing the head of his cock. Bo gave out a sharp inhale. Sensitive, just how Venus liked. 

Venus then paused for a second, looking up at her husband. Bo’s eyes were now open, watching her every move. In his mind, he was begging for her to keep touching him. “You want me to keep goin’?” She teased as her hand caressed his waist. 

Bo nodded desperately to keep her touch. “Please,” he responded weakly. Venus nodded as she gave him one last kiss before moving off his lap. She moved to the bottom to get a better taste. Moving closer, she realized it’s been so long since she’s done this. Better make it worth it. 

With no warning, she places his tip in her mouth. She begins to suckle down his length. She couldn’t reach the base without choking, which pulled her back. Bo was releasing quiet words that Venus couldn’t quite hear. The rest of his length was held with her hand as she continued to devour him. Saliva now was a part of Bo’s cock, glistening with love. Venus felt good watching her husband fall apart in front of her. It felt like a reward as she was finally able to get him to relax. 

Bo’s once quiet moans turn into guttural moans. He rolls his hips as his hands claw for something to grab onto. It felt like a warm heat engulfed him; he couldn’t get enough. Bo lifted his head in pleasure, “Venus..” he whimpered for more.

Venus didn’t respond, just continuing to suck along his cock. Bo began to wildly move his hips in pleasure. Felt like he was going to erupt all over her. 

A chuckle came from the edge of the bed as Venus watched him turn into a mess. Did she look like that? 

“Fuck… Venus,” he grunted out as his hand lightly touched her head. He pushed her head down to take more of him. A choking sound could be heard as she deepthroated his cock. Mounds of saliva filled the sides of her mouth and began to leak out. 

Bo carefully grabs her head and begins moving faster, “You can take it,” to which he receives a slew of hums from Venus. She was having the time of her life, pleasing her husband, which was all she wanted to do at that moment. 

Bo began to tense up and feel a certain pressure in his abdomen. He tried moving Venus off of him, but she didn’t move. She was going to make him cum. 

His head turned to the ceiling as he moaned in pleasure — every part of his body trembled. “Venus,” he hissed, still holding her head as she moved independently. “I’m-” he couldn’t even finish before his body jerked with an orgasm. 

Venus looked up, seeing Bo’s eyes tightly shut as he came. Not even a second later, he came with a grunt, thick and white, spilling all in her mouth. Some dripped from the sides of her mouth. She made sure to clean it all off, even licking clean her fingers that had some left on them. Her husband panted heavily as he came off his high. 

His abdomen finally untensed, and he finally opened his eyes. Bo’s vision was a bit blurry, but he still managed to speak, “That was amazing,” he paused, “Thank you, baby.” 

Venus got up from the edge of the bed and crawled her way back up. “I told you I’d take care of you.” Bo nodded, feeling taken care of. “I believe you.” 

He exhaustedly pulled her into a kiss, “I love you so much.” 

“I love you more.” 

The end

Uhm, that was my first time writing smut.. I feel like I did okay, I think, hopefully :)  This is going to be the start of a series between Bo Chow and my OC. This is my first time writing on here, hope you liked it!!.