Yayyyy update. Sanctuary in two more days...! :) I get the feeling you Teslen lovers are going to like this one. ;)
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The moment Will entered the room he noticed the locked gaze of his boss and Tesla. It must have had less to do with his observational skills and more to do with the intensity of their gaze, as Kate nudged him with her elbow as she snickered. Will flopped down on the couch next to his boss and Kate into an armchair. Henry looked grateful not to be alone with the two geniuses. The Big Guy sat next to Henry, causing the HAP to shift closer to Tesla, who gave him a disgusted look.
I'll assume that look is simply getting your disdain out of your system for when I win our wager, Helen teased, tapping her pen on her clipboard.
You speak with such confidence, ljubav, Nikola's eyes were alight. But we've barely even begun our game.
Helen smirked and leant over as if to check some of the papers on the table, once again offering him a deliberate and generous view of cleavage. She righted herself once more with a smug look on her face and a raised eyebrow, challenging him to do better.
"Should we get started?" Will said, his eyes shifting between his boss and Tesla.
"Of course," Helen said, smoothly. She smiled at Nikola.
"I have a proposition for how we could keep the Vamp from distracting you, Doc," Kate offered.
"And what, pray tell, would that be, Kate?" Helen said, curious. She wasn't about to tell her staff she'd already found a very effective way of silencing the cocky vampire. One that was perhaps a little too enjoyable for her also.
"We could get some bad-ass sedative that could knock out an elephant for a week and try it on him," Kate said. Helen's lips twitched upwards.
I don't like that one, Nikola bristled.
"As utterly tempting as the suggestion is, Kate," Helen responded, "I'd much rather not experiment on Nikola with powerful sedatives."
"Aw, Helen," Nikola said with a hand over his heart, "I knew you were growing fond of me."
"You do have your uses," Helen acquiesced.
Have I mentioned you are a quite satisfactory kisser? She sent.
Oh, you mentioned that I was much more than 'quite satisfactory', Nikola grinned.
Helen sent him a mental poke.
"Ow, Helen, no need to continually abuse me in your mind," Nikola said, "Just because they can't see it now."
She responded with another sharp mental poke.
"Would you guys like some more time alone to flirt?" Kate said.
"It's alright, you talk amongst yourselves," Nikola said, waving a hand dismissively, "Mommy and Daddy have grown up talk to do."
"Honestly, Nikola," Helen said, "You consider yourself in the grown up category? I contest that notion wholeheartedly." She turned to Henry. "Henry, you had something you wished to report about some of the enclosures?"
"Uh...right," Henry said, coughing to clear his throat before beginning to fill them in on the new security protocols he'd employed downstairs in the containment units.
You know I have a lovely pair of handcuffs, Helen sent teasingly, watching Nikola's face, and a blind fold that we could do wonders with.
Protege is watching us, Helen, Nikola sent. He'd said it as much to ease his own growing arousal as much to inform her of her nosey protege scrutinizing them instead of paying attention to Wolf-Boy like a good little child.
Helen noticed Will looking intently between them and sighed inwardly. Will really was taking this telepathic connection harder than the others. She wasn't really sure where it was coming from, whether it was jealously or displacement as he was usually the one who worked so closely with her she did not know. She was quite irked by his persistent icy behaviour and mistrust towards Nikola. He may not know Nikola well enough – and the vampire certainly hadn't shown him his well guarded likable sides – to trust him, or to like him. But Helen had thought that he could at least trust in herself and her views. It was disappointing to her that he seemed to value her opinion so little when it came to Nikola.
Let him then, Helen sent, all-but purring in her mind. Nikola raised an eyebrow.
We're back to exhibitionism? He sent.
You're looking a bit...uncomfortable over there, Nikola, Helen said, her eyes drifting lower before rising back up to his face. Shall I join you and help to alleviate some of your discomfort?
Perhaps I'll come over there and get the children used to their new daddy, Nikola responded with a growl. He accompanied the message with a mental flash of an image. Him pinning her to the couch, his lips crashing onto hers with a ferocity that she had no doubt would send fire roaring through her veins...
"Magnus?" it was Will's voice that snapped her out of her reverie.
"Yes?" she said, shaking her head slightly to clear it of Nikola's intoxicating presence. He smirked widely.
"You...ah, squeaked?" Kate said, her eyes darting suspiciously over to Tesla.
"Ah," Helen said. Nikola's grin with unbearably triumphant. "I apologise Henry, please, do continue."
I sense that I'll be claiming my prize very soon, Nikola said.
Bloody hell, Helen muttered.
"Magnus?" it was Henry this time who interrupted her. Apparently, she'd uttered her favourite expression out loud as well.
"I have something of the utmost importance to attend to in my lab," Helen said, standing abruptly, "it completely slipped my mind." She gave a pointed look at Nikola. "Nikola?"
Helen stalked out of the room before they had a chance to protest. Nikola stood with a wide grin and went to follow her.
"I've been summoned," he said, swanning out after her.
She was already half-way to the elevator by the time he reached her and he immediately pushed his lips against hers when he did. She moaned and pulled him by the collar into the elevator. He didn't even have time to marvel at her ability to not stumble as she walked backwards in those ridiculously high heels.
Does this mean I won then? Nikola sent.
I think we both did, she sent absently.
Any other smart remarks were thrown out of his head as their tongues duelled desperately for control, as it always was with them. Her fingers curled into his spiky hair as she tried to pull him impossibly closer, his own actions with his arms on her hips mirroring her action and desire to be ever-closer.
God, Nikola, she sent. Her lungs were screaming for air, and a little part of her mind was telling the scientific part of shut up and that oxygen really wasn't necessary. It couldn't be, not when kissing Nikola like that felt so right.
Helen, he growled in response.
He barely registered the elevator dinging open as they staggered out. They were both headed subconsciously in the direction of her bedroom, not that there would be a complaint from Nikola as to that location.
She ripped at his shirt the moment he kicked her bedroom door shut behind them. He chuckled at her aggression as their lips broke apart.
If you ruin my shirt... he threatened half-heartedly.
Do you really care right now, Niko? She said.
The way she'd said his nick-name (albeit mentally) was enough to rip away the last dregs of control he'd been maintaining in the last ten minutes and he growled. His eyes blackened and he pushed her the short distance to her bed until her legs hit it and she fell back onto the welcoming mattress.
For you, I'd ruin a thousand shirts, Nikola sent, following her onto the bed and capturing her soft lips again. He could become addicted to those lips. He probably already was.
He felt soft laughter ripple through her body and he growled. She was too much for him. He had not only pined for this moment for a very long time but yearned for it. It had become so unreachable, that it was more a fantasy. It was this that made him pause.
Helen let out a disappointed mewl that almost shattered his resolve.
What's wrong? She sent, sensing his hesitation. We're not doing anything sinful, Nikola, she said mockingly, we are married after all.
Are you sure? He sent back. Her eyes softened as did her mental walls.
It shocked him for a moment and he wasn't sure what was happening, but then he realised that she was letting him into her mind. Into all of her mind. She'd let down many of the mental barriers they'd both put up – more on instinct – before and was letting him see her, really see her. His eyes widened as he felt her willingness, her longing for him to touch her, to hold her, to love her. If he had only known before, he would have held onto to her and never let her go.
It was such a peculiar yet profoundly intimate experience, and Nikola felt a renewed rush of utter adoration for the woman lying beneath him, baring her soul to him. She was so bold, she always had been. It only made him love her more.