"So, is Nick ready for taking pictures?" Isabella asked Helen when they both got to a room which had been specially arranged to meet all the needs of a movie set.
"I think so. I oiled him, but he still needs to change. He told me that you sent him a special costuming."
"I did. I just hope he won't disappoint me."
"By the way, I heard that some models from your agency died… Is this something we need to worry about?" Helen asked.
"It's just propaganda. Yes, there were one or two very unfortunate deaths, because our best models died, but they died in accidents. Our agency has nothing to do with that."
"Of course not. But still, it is a little surprising. I mean, I know your models and they seemed to have a great control over their powers and still, they died because of them."
"I know. It was a shock for everybody. But enough about this. I found new models, thanks to you. I'll be back in five." Isabella said and she left.
"Magnus, tell me this is not Tesla." Kate whispered to Helen, pointing to the door.
Helen lifted her eyes and looked in the direction Kate was pointing to.
"Bloody hell!" she muttered. Nikola had just entered the room, wearing only boxers and a devilish grin. It was a good thing that she had seen how wonderfully toned he was before, or otherwise she would have lost control completely. But seeing him only in those deliciously tight black leather boxers-boxers that accentuated and showed everything- and not being able to focus was a sweet torture. Her eyes scanned that delicious body, feasting with the incredibly sexy sight of those perfect shiny muscles but fell almost instantaneously back on his bulge again, as she couldn't help biting her lip till bleeding seeing how huge he was.
"Doc? Are you ok?" Kate asked, seeing her dreamy look.
"What? Yes, I am fine." Helen lied, forcing her eyes off the pure sexiness that was Nikola.
"So, as I was saying...Is this Tesla?"
"Yes." Helen replied, unable to stop a guttery grin.
"Let me get this straight. This is the guy who has been hitting on you for the last hundred years and you kept resisting him?"
"He is not that hot, Kate."
"Please, Magnus. I mean, look at him. I know he is arrogant and thinks he's a genius and all that..."
"He IS a genius, Kate. But he is also selfish, and cheeky, and…"
"… a walking tripod!" Kate whispered a lot louder than she should have, worrying Helen.
"Could we please focus on our mission, Kate?"Helen asked, forcing her mind out of the gutter.
"What do you think?" Nikola said, closing the distance between them so much that her hands were now millimeters away from his body.
"N-n-not bad." Helen was barely able to articulate.
"By the way, Helen, my face is up here." Nikola whispered cheekily and Helen felt her cheeks burning.
"Where is Henry?" Helen asked and Kate scoffed silently.
"With Patty. She's oiling him." Kate muttered.
"Are you jealous, Miss Freelander?" Nikola asked.
"It's not your business." She replied coldly. "You can't understand how I feel for him."
"Of course I can't. I have no idea what it's like to be in love with a coworker, to wait over a century and a half for her, to change a lot about you, hoping that she will love you in the end and then to lose almost everything you represent and have the one you love as the single beacon of light in the darkness of your existence… Why would I have a single clue about this?" Nikola smiled sadly.
Helen placed a hand on his naked chest and looked him straight in the eyes, drowning herself in the steel blue wonder of his gaze. He was incredibly vulnerable at the moment and she considered the thought of kissing those tempting lips as their bodies touched each other. For a second, the whole world stopped and there were just the two of them, as they gazed into each other's eyes and she licked her lips. She tried to say something, anything, but having him so close, as the touch of his lips still lingered on her neck, made it impossible.
"I'm ready." Henry said as he just entered the room, wearing only boxers himself.
"How nice of you, Heinrich." Nikola spat at him. "We were doing great without you."
"Nonsense. It's good to have you here." Kate said almost drooling at his sight. Granted, he wasn't as hot as Nikola was, but she thought him sexier than anyone else. He was extremely well toned and those nipple piercings almost begged to be bitten, she thought. Not to mention that he looked devilishly good oiled.
"Patty did a good job with you." Kate muttered.
"Come on Katie. Do it. Just do it." Nikola whispered in her ear. "Take wolfie from here, leave me alone with Helen and we can both fool around after."
"Shut up." Kate muttered on a warning tone.
"So I get that both of my boys are ready?" Isabella said coming back. "Perfect."
"Can we take pictures of them?" Kate asked. "They are more used to us then to you. No offense."
"Sure. But I'll tell them how to stay in the picture."
"Kate… this is not necessary." Helen whispered. "Isabella can take care of this. Or Patty…"
"Nonsense. We both need this, Magnus." Kate whispered and Helen agreed with a sigh.
The first one was Kate, who took pictures of Henry as he turned progressively into his HAP form and back, and when she finished Henry stood right in front of her, completely naked, and she couldn't help biting her lip.
"Let's get you some clothes ok?" she asked and led him to his room, leaving Helen and Nikola alone with Isabella.
"Good. Well, I guess it's your turn now Mr. Steal." Isabella said on a flirty tone. "Let's see what you can do."
"Put the lab coat I gave you on, please." Isabella said.
Nikola obeyed and he let the lab coat cover his back, as Helen sighed with sadness seeing his body covered.
"How's that?" he asked with a smirk as he held his hands inside his pockets.
"Perfect." Isabella replied as she couldn't help drooling. He looked insanely hot in that lab coat.
"Actually… May I suggest something?" Helen asked with a devilish grin.
"What do you have in mind, Miss Stoker?" Nikola asked on a cheeky tone. "I am more than open to suggestions from you, you know that." He smirked.
"Yes." Helen said and closed the distance between them. With a devilish smile, she let his lab coat slid off his shoulders, letting his arms exposed and his chest as well. She did this extremely slowly, allowing herself a lot of time to feel each of his muscles.
"That's much better." She grinned after she finished.
"Helen, be careful. You being so close to me… it can get dangerous." He warned her. Her hands were still on him, one on his shoulder and the other one on his chest, and their lips were insanely close to each other.
"Are you done, Miss Stoker?" Isabella asked annoyed. "We have work to do."
"Of course." She said leaving Nikola and getting behind the camera. "Tell me when you're ready, Nick." She said.
"I'm always ready for you, Helen. Haven't you learned that yet?" He smirked and she almost knocked down the camera. "Oh and Helen… stop playing with that zoom button. I can see you."
"What? I didn't-" she tried to deny. "I just pressed it accidentally."
"You are not a good liar, Helen. You'll get punished for this one day."
"Pictures. Now!" Isabella yelled clapping her hands with impatience.
"Nick, could you please come closer to the camera?" she asked on a softer tone.
"Like this?" He replied, coming closer with one hand on his hip.
"Yes, that's perfect."
"Both hands on your hips, Nick." Helen ordered. "Come closer and bring your right foot forward. Yes, like that." She said as she took the first pictures of him.
"It's good to know that you have a native talent for filming and taking photos. It could prove useful someday." Nikola smirked. He puckered up his lips, as his gaze locked on Helen's.
"Yes, that is perfect." Helen smiled.
When he lay down on his back, propping on his arms, allowing her to see every single muscle of his body tensing, Helen almost drowned herself in gutter. The lab coat had almost fallen off him and she scanned him from head to top, literally drooling at his sight.
"The camera loves you, it seems." Isabella smiled at him when they finished.
"And not only the camera I think." He smirked at Helen, wondering if those drops of sweat on her forehead were his fault or not.
"We are going to have another shooting session I think. You are welcome to stay in my house until then." Isabella said.
"That would be great." Helen replied and Isabella threw her a killer look.
"Yes, I guess you could stay too." She muttered.
"The four of us will be staying, Miss Partridge. We are not leaving our best models alone." Helen said as she placed her hand on Nikola's shoulder.
"It's set then. I'll find you a room to sleep in." Isabella replied coldly, leaving Helen alone with Nikola.
"She did say one room, didn't she?" Nikola asked with a devilish grin. "Oh well, I think we could share it…" he said and Helen smacked him playfully over his behind.
"In your dreams, Nicky." She said and left him alone. Nikola smirked at her as she headed away, knowing that she would give in soon enough. This mission was a real blessing…
