2. Pete

Myka rounded the corner of the Warehouse aisle and found Helena working on inventory. "Oh thank god, I found you."

Helena turned around, her eyes widening. "Myka, darling what is it?" Her eyes ran over her wife's form. "Are you alright? Is the baby alright?"

Myka rested her hand on her swollen abdomen. "The baby is fine. But I'm going out of my mind." She sidled up to Helena, taking the author's hand. "I need you. Now. Before I go insane."

Helena smirked and took off her gloves, tossing them aside. Her hands ran down the sides of Myka's body. "Are things that bad, darling?"

"Don't tease, Helena, please. I need to come so badly it hurts."

"Well we can't have that. Lean up against there, love, I've got you." Helena kissed her wife tenderly as she undid the buttons to Myka's shirt.

As Helena's lips trailed kisses down her body and over abdomen, Myka sighed in relief as her head rested on one of the shelves. Pregnancy had made her regularly and, at times unbearably, horny, and nothing gave her relief like Helena did.

Her wife pulled down Myka's pants and underwear, and moaned indecently when she discovered how wet the agent was.

"Myka, why didn't you come to me earlier?"

"You were busy and…"

Helena shot her a look. "I'm never, ever too busy for this."

She carefully opened Myka to her and dove in, her lips and tongue lashing Myka's sex as the agent above her groaned.

As Helena worked her, Myka could feel the orgasm closing in. She closed her eyes in anticipation for the final onslaught, when she heard a voice that was definitely not welcome.

"Warehouse 69!"

Helena was quick to pull Myka's pants up before Pete could see anything. Myka was so frustrated she almost cried.

"Fuck! Pete!"

Pete lifted an eyebrow. "First of all, you two should have learned by now that it could be anyone coming around that corner…hee, coming, and that includes Artie!"

"I highly doubt Artie would use the phrase, Warehouse 69," Helena muttered, standing up.

"And second of all, again already? I heard you two this morning in the shower! I noticed all the hot water gone again, too."

Myka flushed and ran her hand over her abdomen.

Helena looked at her and then smiled softly, nudging her gently. "Go into the library, darling. I'll be along in a moment. I promise you'll finish in spectacular fashion." She kissed her wife softly, watching Myka leave.

When she turned back to Pete, the agent gulped at the look on her face.

"Uh...HG?"

"You…" Helena pointed at him. "You will stop teasing Myka about this…about this need, instantly. She's embarrassed enough. And if you won't stop teasing her, I promise I will find a very unpleasant punishment for you."

Pete nodded. "Okay then uh…I'll be…uh, over there, and you can be in there with Myka and…no need for punishment, right?"

Helena smiled broadly. "No punishment needed."

Pete disappeared and Helena chuckled as she headed to the library. When she got inside, she found Myka had stripped her clothes off and was reclined naked over one of the large armchairs. Helena breathed in.

"Oh darling, I think I am going to very much enjoy this."