The fifth and final season of Lost Girl kicks off this Sunday on Canadian cable network Showcase. I almost can’t even believe I just typed that. The “fifth” part and the “final” part. Even in my most caffeine-fueled fever dreams back in season one, I never imagined that a fantasy series about a bisexual succubus could last so long, but here we are, five years later, and I’m shocked (and really, really sad) to think that it’s actually going to end. Lost Girl is one of the only shows in the history of television to actually treat its same-sex relationships exactly the same way that it treated its opposite-sex ones. In screen time, in plot depth, in sex scenes (with the actual lights on), the series just proved over and over again that Canada does it better when it comes to lady-loving-ladies. (See also: Bomb Girls, Degrassi, etc.)

When I put out a call for fan fiction, Dorothy Snarker, my dear friend and Everlasting Authority on All Things Lost Girl, made a really good point:

@hhoagie Just watch the show. It's like crackship fan fiction every.single.episode.

— Dorothy Snarker (@dorothysnarker) November 27, 2014

She’s correct, of course. Right on screen, multiple times a season, we get lip-biting, pants-snatching, heart-clutching lesbosexy times between so many women, but that just means Lost Girl fan fiction is next level erotic. And to celebrate what will surely be a fae-ntastic season five, here are ten of the steamiest fics I could find.

Test Drive by Labcoatsmurf

Pairing: Bo/Lauren
Plot: What if Bo and Lauren had stopped dancing around their feelings back in season one and danced up on each other, drunk in love/on tequila instead?
Hotness level: Well, I started reading this in the same room as my girlfriend’s mom and she got up to turn down the heat because I kept shedding layers, so.

Suddenly Lauren opened her eyes and looked at her. “Lauren is it…..” And then Bo was against the wall, Lauren’s mouth against her, kissing roughly, tongue against lips, pressing for entrance. Bo eagerly responded and they were kissing hungrily. It was better than she ever imagined; she breathed deeply through her nose, desperate for air but not wanting to break the kiss. Lauren’s hands held onto her shoulders, her body pressing her against the wall. On any other occasion Bo would have thrown her prey against the wall and taken control, but now her hands just went round Lauren’s waist wanting her even closer, the contact of their bodies through their clothes not enough. Lauren pressed her pelvis against Bo’s, the sensation forcing her to gasp for air and break the kiss.

“Holy shit…”

“Yeah,” Lauren gasped. Her thigh insinuated itself between Bo’s legs, bringing the top of Bo’s thigh against her sex. “Ahhhhh….” Lauren was moaning shamelessly, she felt totally out of herself. Her arms went around Bo’s neck trying to press her body impossibly closer; hands in her hair. She looked into Bo’s eyes searching for a response to the need she felt. And she found it; Bo’s eyes were dark and hungry, the expression of desire mirroring how Lauren felt.

What it Takes by LostGirls

Pairing: Bo/Lauren
Plot: Dyson drives Bo and Lauren apart; six years later, they meet again and can’t keep their hearts closed/hands out of each other’s pants.
Hotness level: *pants*

Lauren pulled back breathlessly, holding Bo at bay. “No! you don’t- don’t get to influence me” she panted, her desire for the woman running wild.

“I’m not” Bo said hotly cupping her jaw. “I’ve never had to and you know it” she said pulling the blond back into her body. “I don’t care how much you hate me. I’m never letting you go again” she said fiercely.

“You don’t own me” Lauren growled even as she thrust her hips into Bo’s. Bo pulled at the back of her head hard.

“You own me” she hissed, her lips dusting over Lauren’s pink blushed mouth. “I had to learn it the hard way. If you leave me I’ll follow you” Bo said hotly as she reached between them and pulled at the zipper of Lauren’s cat suit. She pulled it down kissing every piece of exposed skin, yanking it off her body. “If you even think about letting another woman touch you, I’ll kill them,” Bo husked, her tongue dipping into Lauren’s belly button.

Lauren’s head fell back. She was tired and needy with desire. “You think you can seduce your way back into my life,” she groaned when the succubus grabbed her hips and breathed against her bikini clad center. “I hate you” Lauren breathed out.

“You need me,” Bo responded, pushing the material to the side and sliding her tongue into the heated folds she found there. Lauren’s hands slid between long dark tresses yanking it hard into her hips.

Only a Kiss by SwordDraconis113

Pairing: Lauren/Tamsin
Plot: Tamsin thinks it’ll be a fun little game to seduce Lauren to help her get over Bo, so she can get back to being awesome at her job of saving the world, but things get way more complicated when every lesbian’s favorite hard-ass gets more than a hard-on for Lauren.
Hotness level: Hotter than Zoie Palmer’s mouth. Almost.

Tamsin pulled away and Lauren shivered, moving to close her legs when two hands clasped over either side over calves. “Spread them wider,” Tamsin ordered. Lauren felt her stomach heat, then pool between her thighs. Oh wow. Obediently, she parted them wider. “Good, now tell me what you want.”

“Um…” Lauren blinked, breathing out softly. It was different with Bo, she didn’t have to speak, to explain. Bo just explored and knew immediately when it was the right thing. Though, perhaps Tamsin would as well. Looking at her smirk, Lauren wondered if she just wanted to hear her say the words. Well, two could play at that game. She wasn’t a blushing schoolgirl.

“I want you,” Lauren began, “between my legs, and I want you to use your tongue while inside of me, until I orgasm.”

“Ooh,” Tamsin hissed. “Someone’s got a mouth on her.” Still, her hands draped over Lauren’s thighs, fingers tracing over the hip bone. “Maybe I’ll get creative while I’m done there. See if I can break that pretty brain of yours.”

Lauren laughed, then hummed as the hands slipped over her hips, holding her steady as Tamsin lowered her head. Lauren’s legs twitched at the first breath against the damp heat.

“Someone’s wet.”

“Are you just going to-” Lauren’s mouth cut off at the first lick. Barely there, just a scrape against the labia minor. Her eyes fluttered shut. “Oh. Okay.” Adjusting, she slid her legs over Tamsin’s shoulders, heels digging into the valkyrie’s shoulder blades as the mouth pressed over her sex. Tamsin’s breath was cool, and it shivered out over her.

The Distance Between Us by dreiser

Pairing: Bo/Lauren/Nadia
Plot: Bo and Nadia realize they wouldn’t mind sharing sexy shenanigans with Lauren, in the same bed, at the same time.
Hotness level: At least as hot as Bo’s leather corset collection.

“You like to watch,” Nadia husked as she began to tease Lauren’s flesh with her finger again.

“You’re beautiful together,” Bo replied, fidgeting a bit as her arousal continued to grow.

“So are you two,” Nadia said meeting Bo’s eyes. “Fantasy and reality don’t always match up. I wasn’t sure what it would be like, seeing you two together… but it was lovely … and stimulating,” Nadia continued, licking her lips as she said the last word.

She had genuinely been surprised how horny it had made her watching Bo spread Lauren’s legs and kiss her way up her inner thigh towards where Lauren was wet and throbbing for her. It had surprised Nadia that she had needed to put her hand between her own legs and stroke herself to get relief from the aching in her cunt as Lauren’s fingers had pumped inside of Bo. It had surprised her how her inner-muscles had desperately clenched at her own fingers when Bo made these sounds that teased their way all over Nadia’s body, settling between her legs and making her throb. She had been worried that seeing Bo touch Lauren and Lauren touch Bo would make her jealous, but seeing Lauren fingers tangle in Bo’s hair, holding Bo against her as her body arched, pressing herself into Bo’s mouth had been beautiful.

“I’m pretty stimulated right now,” Bo whispered, and when Nadia looked at her again she could see it, she could see the hunger in Bo’s eyes and she shivered. “Touch her.”

Still holding Bo’s eyes, Nadia conceded to her request and leaned forward, bringing her mouth to Lauren’s breast. She kissed the side of it softly and Bo’s lips parted then, still watching Bo, Nadia grazed the tip of Lauren’s nipple with her bottom lip and Bo sucked in an anxious breath and shifted closer.

A Friendly Competition

Pairing: Bo/Lauren/Tamsin/Evony
Plot: Sometimes a friendly card game turns into a foursome, you know?
Hotness level: You could probably survive a Canadian winter without a parka if you kept this fic with you.

“Relax, Doctor Lewis,” Evony murmurs in Lauren’s ear, pressing herself up to Lauren’s back. “You might enjoy this.”

Lauren is tense. “I still don’t see the point of this,” she says under her breath, her eyes still gravitating toward the bed every other second.

“The point, my dear doctor,” Evony explains, slipping her left hand around to press flat against Lauren’s hipbone and hold her in place; the fingers of her right hand drag up under Lauren’s shirt, manicured nails scraping along soft skin, “is pleasure.”

As if on cue, Bo lets out a loud, sharp moan. Tamsin is kneeling between Bo’s legs now, arms wrapped around pale thighs while her mouth works at Bo’s cunt.

It’s a fascinating thing to watch, really. Tamsin is every bit as rough and demanding as Evony would expect, but there’s this softness that permeates everything she does. The way she cradles Bo’s thighs firmly, but not hard enough to bruise, the way she plants kisses all over Bo’s stomach and thighs like she’s trying to commit it all to memory.

She’s not fucking Bo, she’s worshiping her.

Heavenly Resonance by The RainbowWriters

Pairing: Bo/Lauren
Plot: To bridge the gap between seasons three and four, the Rainbow Writers collaborated on the longest, sweetest, sexiest Bo/Lauren story I’ve ever read.
Hotness level: Double plus sugar, quadruple plus spice.

“Bo… oh… god…” Lauren curled her hand around the top bar of the headboard and gripped it hard, her other hand was meshed in the succubus’ long dark hair and had once been adding a little pressure to the back of her lover’s head that was buried tightly between her long legs. But the pressure had long since eased off and now the threaded fingers were little more than just another touch point between the two women as their bodies moved rhythmically on the bed.

Tipping her head back, pressing it into the pillow behind her the blonde squeezed her eyes shut as she felt her body arch a little in response to her lover’s direct attention, the stimulation becoming too much to just exist in a state of constant arousal. Then just as Lauren was about to lose control, jarringly Bo’s cellphone began ringing. The problem was the blonde was almost too far gone to focus on the distraction.

“Bo…” Lauren tried to get her lover’s attention but at the same time her body was trembling.
“Ignore it!” The mumbled instruction came from between Lauren’s thighs, the attention of her tongue barely missing a motion.

“Yes!” Lauren arched more. “I mean no, Bo… it’s late…it might be… oooooh God…” The blonde’s hips bucked hard as she pulled on the wooden pole of the headboard. “Important.” She panted the word, her breath coming in pants as she felt her body internally beginning to spasm and jump.

Tessellations by Merle’s

Pairing: Lauren, who is dating Kenzi, drops out of medical school and enrolls in a college where Bo is a psychology professor. 
Plot: Lauren/Kenzi Bo/Lauren
Hotness level: Foreplay to the max.

Bo grins, and opens her mouth further, adding teeth to her teasing, and then Lauren actually whimpers. It’s the most enticing sound Bo has ever heard her make. In return, Lauren’s fingernails rake Bo’s muscular shoulder blades, and Bo makes sure to stay exactly where she is until Lauren pulses with her whole body under her palms and lips.

As Bo’s teeth drag over the valley between her breasts to reach Lauren’s other nipple and its sensitive tip, the blonde’s hands find the straps of Bo’s bra and start peeling her out of it as well.

Her open mouth is on Lauren’s skin almost immediately again. This time, she trails her sternum and stomach further down, sending shivers radiating throughout the blonde’s whole body. When she finally finds Lauren’s jeans, she has to gasp herself. Her movements are getting more and more impatient. Lauren’s hand clasp the bed sheet as Bo opens the one remaining button and peels her out of her jeans, eyes glinting. The next second she’s crouching between Lauren’s straddled legs, and Lauren feels a hot sensation surging right into her core, because she realizes how wet she already is.

Bo kneels between her legs and grasps her by the knees, pulling the blonde towards her. Her breath hitches once more at the sudden movement, and when her eyes fly open again and Bo gives her a hungry smile the blonde almost loses herself in the dark pools of her eyes. Bo leans forward, and plants a row of slow careful kisses on the inside of Lauren’s thigh. Agonizingly slow. The blonde is almost vibrating with hunger underneath her hands by now.

The Art of Betting by Sarfy

Pairing: Bo/Lauren Bo/Tamsin
Plot: Bo attends an art class where Tamsin has coaxed Lauren into posing nude.
Hotness level: Why does Lauren have to be so hot?!

Bo was shocked, but only for a second and soon responded fully, her eyes fluttering shut and blissfully gliding her lips against Lauren’s. Her arms pulled Lauren closer. The doctors hands were weaving gently through Bo’s hair. Bo could feel her frail self control slipping dangerously, when she felt Lauren’s tongue sliding on her bottom lip begging for entrance. She should stop this. She could end up killing Lauren, if she was human. She should stop! Oh, this felt so good. Too good. But they should talk first. Talk, Bo thought desperately, but her body was already betraying her. Why did Lauren have to be so hot! And such a great kisser…

Bo laid down on the mattress pulling Lauren on top of her. She held the doctor tight against her deepening their kiss. Lauren was making small appreciating noises, moans and gasps, that fueled Bo’s desire. Bo’s hands started roaming on Lauren’s back, before moving to her ass massaging it firmly. She gasped against Lauren’s mouth, when she felt a warm hand slip slowly under her shirt. Fingertips moved delicately on her heated skin and skimmed under her breasts.

Bo was panting, extremely aroused by the blonds ministrations. She opened her glowing blue eyes and kissed the doctor more fervently and without even realizing it, lightly pulled chi from Lauren’s lips. Just a little at first, but it was so enticing and so very addictive. So unlike anything she’d tasted before. Bo’s inner succubus thundered. Bo moaned against Lauren’s mouth and locked her lips to the blonds and hungrily pulled more of the blonds life essence. Bo was teetering on the brink of ecstasy not thinking about stopping or talking anymore. She wouldn’t be able to stop, if she tried.

Lost in You by Unaligned Succubus

Pairing: Bo/Tamsin
Plot: Bo and Tamsin are made for each other, yo, but they’re too damn scared to do anything about it.
Hotness level: A little bit of something-something for everybody, just like the actual show.

“You’re a Succubus…” Tamsin said, “Yet your eyes haven’t turned blue once…”

“I told you Tamsin,” Bo said, kissing her softly, “this isn’t about feeding… this is about us.”

“If you need to feed…” Tamsin said.

“I’ll let you know.” Bo replied.

Tamsin brought Bo’s lips down to meet hers. The kiss was slow and passionate, full of feeling and emotion. Feeling the way Bo’s tongue danced tenderly with hers, hearing the soft moans escaping from the Succubus was enough to chase away the doubts that had lodged themselves in Tamsin’s mind. She found herself becoming lost in the kiss, lost in the moment, completely lost in Bo as the Succubus’s hand travelled down between them. Tamsin’s hand followed it down, and as Bo gently slipped two fingers into Tamsin, Tamsin did the same. Their hips finding a slow steady rhythm with the thrusting of their fingers.

Both girls knew this was something a lot more than just sex, for Bo this was her way of trying to show Tamsin that she really did care about her, for Tamsin she was finally completely letting down the walls that she had expertly built up over her many lifetimes. As their tongues continued to deeply explore each other mouths, Bo could feel Tamsin starting to tighten around her fingers. She slowed her thrusts, going harder into Tamsin as she kissed down her neck, before biting down on her shoulder. Tamsin knew that Bo had broken the skin, the feeling of pain mixed with the other feelings she had at that very moment was enough to take her to the edge. Bo smiled to herself a little hearing Tamsin moan her name.

“Mine…” Bo whispered.

“Oh god Bo…” Tamsin said breathlessly as Bo kept her right on the edge.

That was enough to bring Bo to the edge, hearing the way Tamsin said her name made her chest tighten. She kissed the Valkyrie again before whispering one final thing in her ear.

“I love you…” Bo said.

Dark Fae’ed by Vslayer

Pairing: Tamsin/Lauren
Plot: What if Lauren met Tamsin before the rest of the gang? What if Lauren met her the night she was getting drunk to get over Nadia’s death?
Hotness level: Petrificus Totalus! 

Tamsin guided Lauren’s arms above both of their heads, in a motion which appeared choreographed and graceful. As she slowly brought them back down behind her own head, she felt Lauren’s delicate fingers lose themselves in her voluptuous, golden curls. Her hands slid down the her toned arms, her sides, then finally rested them on the space just above Lauren’s hips as their bodies moved in unison.

Lauren kept one hand buried in Tamsin’s hair, while the other made a slow decent down the naked arm, stopping as it reached the hand on her hip. The simple skin-to-skin contact sent jolts of pleasure right to her core, igniting her desire just like the way gas thrown into a dying fire gives it a sudden burst of intensity; If only for a few short seconds.

The fingers at her waist dug deeper into her clothing, squeezing tighter and pulling their bodies flush against one another. Lauren grinded her ass into Tamsin’s crotch, her head falling back against the taller woman’s shoulder. Eyes closed, a sharp exhale escaped through her parted lips. Letting go of everything, even if it was just for one blissful night, she was free.

Warm breath tickled her skin and caused a shiver to run down her spine, as her dance companion nuzzled her neck. A Wandering hand found its way under Lauren’s shirt, exploring, teasing the skin. Fingers flexed over the hand on her own hip, fingernails pressed into the soft skin, as Tamsin’s lips ghosted over the sensitive flesh behind Lauren’s ear.

Tamsin had more control than she was given credit for, however, in this particular instance, her control was fading faster than Leonardo Dicaprio’s hope of winning an Oscar. Either they found some place private, or a fuck-ton of people were going to assist to a sexier and more realistic version of ‘Girls Gone Wild’.

“My place?” Lauren could only nod at the question thrown at her, which sounded more like a statement. She let herself be led out of the noisy club by the decisive blonde woman, anxious smiles spreading on their lips.

Next week: Faking It! Show me your Karmy!

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