A/N So this is my first try on a 'less-than-one-thousand-teslen-fic' :b I'm not that sure that I'm satisfied with this one-shot, but since I heard Maroon 5's 'Stutter', the song just would not stop playing in my head like a broken radio until I write a fic on it :] (I just can't help it, the lyrics were very catchy and in some twisted ways, it's the way our dear Nikki thinks about Helen :P)

Don't own anything =P If I own Sanctuary, there surely would be a Season 5… full of Teslen fluff and gooey-ness XD

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Sorry for the rambles up there :p

Enjoy and tell me what you think! :] *wide smile*

You're just a fantasy girl

It's an impossible world

All I want is to be with you always

I give you everything

Pay some attention to me

All I want is just you and me always

Give me affection

I need your perfection

Cause you feel so good

You made me stutter

Maroon 5 – Stutter

"How about this?"

There she stood, her face gleamed, as her pink lips formed a huge grin. There she stood, with the most revealing outfit he have ever seen her in. Her hair was hung loose, her brown locks cascading down her shoulders elegantly. She was dressed in none other than a knee-length midnight blue dress that seemed to perfectly hug her feminine curves, with a V-neck that showed a generous amount of cleavage and a slit that reached up her creamy thighs. His gaze left her dress, now travelling down her ivory legs that seemed to go on for miles. To top it off, she wore a pair killer black heels, approximately 5 inches tall.

"You… you look great."

He spluttered, unable to speak properly at the sight in front of him.

"Great? Nikola, really. You have been saying it to the last 5 dresses I had tried on." She gave him her most cheeky smile, her blue eyes twinkling like the blanket of stars that covered them.

"Because, my love, you look great in everything." His eyes seemed to boggle at the view in front of him. God, her navy dress really showed off her eyes, he thought.

"Nikola?"

"Y… yes?"

She walked towards him, swaying her hips seductively, stopping shy just before she whispered into his ears.

"Nikola…" she drawled.

"Y… yes, H… He… Helen?"

He could feel her hot breath tickling his neck. His brain shouted at him to run and cower himself from Helen, but his body was just begging for more.

It was then that he realized he didn't have any other choice as he felt her lips nipping at his earlobe, making his eyes flutter shut. Her lips travelled lower to his neck, sucking at the available flesh there, before she blew over the wetted trails.

"H… Helen."

She smirked against his neck. He was stuttering. The great Nikola Tesla was stuttering.

All of a sudden, she stopped her treatment, leaving a gleaming damp trail on his tense neck. She could hear the groan of disappointment, before she straightened her dress, her lips curled into a huge satisfied grin.

"So I take it that you like this dress." She walked towards the door, her heels clinking down the granite floor.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Out."

"With me?" he simpered.

"No."

"Why?"

"No."

And with a chuckle, she left the room with a completely jaw-slacked Nikola Tesla.

"Minx," he muttered under his breath. "Really Helen, you're such a minx."

Indeed she was.