Title: Fear and Loathing in New Gotham pt.10
Helena ran unsteady hands through her fashionably mussed hair and took a deep breath while waiting for the elevator to reach the top floor.
She always felt like this after going to the cemetery. Regret and guilt ferociously burned at her insides. Tears and fears still attacked. It was something that the brunette had accepted and resigned herself to live with.
Helena walked from the open doors and into the Clock Tower. "Hey, Alfred. Is she still in bed?" Her calm voice veiled how she really felt.
"I believe so, Miss Helena." Alfred turned as he heard the brunette's voice. He was about to ask how she was but she had already disappeared. The elderly butler shook his head. "Poor child."
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"Hey." Sleepy eyes fluttered open as she felt a presence in her room.
"Hey."
Helena watched as the drowsy woman threw her bedclothes to one side revealing half of an appealing mattress. "Why don't you get in?"
Kicking off boots and pushing down leather pants, Helena climbed into the bed next to an inviting body and pulled the covers back up around her chin.
"Barbara …" Helena inhaled the other woman's natural perfume. "… She's gonna realise that there's something going on between us if we keep this up." She slid her hand under Dinah's pyjama vest and wrapped fingers around the slender woman's waist.
"Then I guess that we're gonna have to tell her." The blonde teenager kissed Helena's forehead as she brushed dark bangs from sapphire eyes. "Soon."
"Okay." The brunette lifted her lips and kissed the other woman before resting her head against her chest.
Dinah ran her fingers through her lover's hair as quiet embraced them. "You've been to see him again, haven't you?" Her voice was barely able to breach the hush.
Helena nodded.
"Did you tell him?" The young woman continued to sift the auburn hair.
Helena nodded again. "Do you think that he'd be pissed?" She looked up with anguish in her eyes.
"That the Huntress is back? No." She spoke with conviction. "I think that he'd be proud. You help people, Helena … you save lives. I don't think he could be anything but proud."
"Barbara said that he'd approve."
Dinah let a smile play on her face as she pulled the brunette tighter to her body. "And isn't Barbara the smartest person you know? Don't doubt her, Hel."
Helena Kyle lifted out of the blonde's arms so that she could look down into cerulean. "Thank you."
"What for?"
"For not thinking I'm a total head-case." She pressed her lips to Dinah's. "Thank you for letting me be with you." She kissed the other woman again.
Dinah groaned as Helena pulled away again.
"And thank you for seeing the best in me even when I'm not acting my best." She swooped down again and claimed Dinah's lips in a more passionate embrace. "I don't know what I would've done if I'd lost you."
"Sshhusshh." Dinah licked at her lips to taste the other woman. "Just kiss me."
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Lips slipped and opened allowing eager tongues to play.
Helena pulled Dinah into her as they fused at the mouth; and rolled. She liked to feel the taller blonde lie along the length of her body, pressing into her. She skimmed knuckles up and down the other woman's waist before running her fingers up her spine and out to grip Dinah's shoulder blades and pull her in further. Helena brought her knees up so that Dinah nestled in between her legs, her right leg rubbing along the blonde's thigh.
"You have the most delicious mouth I have ever known." Helena stared at kiss bruised lips before kissing them again.
Dinah swirled her tongue inside of the brunette's mouth before slipping away. She kissed along Helena's jaw and ran her busy tongue along the length of her throat. The blonde licked at the hollow and trailed her heated lips down.
As Dinah mouthed her cleavage, Helena reached for the hem of the blonde's vest and pulled it upwards. Naked breasts teased her own through a layer of fabric. Helena wanted more contact. Pushing the blonde up a little, the older woman wiggled and yanked at her own shirt and bra until she was topless.
Dinah watched the wanton display with hooded eyes. She sucked her swollen bottom lip into her mouth and bit down to stifle a groan. "You are so beautiful." She whispered into fevered skin as she resumed her previous activity.
Helena arched upwards into the blonde's eager mouth. She could feel lips and tongue and small wet kisses cover her breasts, spending a little extra time to whip her nipples into a turgid frenzy, before moving south. The brunette felt on fire as warm breath tickled her stomach, getting lower until she could feel lips brush against the elastic waistband of her panties.
Dinah loved the way that Helena ran her fingers through her blonde hair. Someone so powerful, so used to taking, who could be so tender, amazed her. She slid her fingers under the elastic and eased the flimsy but practical black cotton panties down. Dinah then smoothed down her own pyjama shorts and kicked them across the room.
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They were face to face. Silky skin flush with silky skin. Kissing and touching until fingers were inside the other, pushing them towards release.
Dinah gazed into liquid blue as she thrust and twisted two fingers into her lover. She kissed her chin, her lips, her nose, and her eyes. Watching intently as beads of salt water trickled and dampened auburn hair. She wanted to taste but was too busy taking in the sight of her lover writhing beneath her.
Helena began to move her fingers inside of the blonde with more intensity. She matched the other woman's fervour, emulating the speed and depth. She could feel Dinah squeeze at her fingers.
Helena screwed her eyes tight, trying to hold herself back.
"Open your eyes." Dinah's voice was a low rumble. "Please, Hel … open your eyes … I … I …want to see you." She was struggling to talk and breathe. "I need … to see your eyes … I need to know that … it's me you're with."
Helena forced open her cobalt eyes, focusing slowly on oceans bluer than anything she had ever seen. She kissed the other woman fervently.
"Dinah."
She gasped as a thumb brushed against her clit.
"Dinah."
Her voice almost a whisper she continued to stare into azure orbs, totally transfixed.
As Helena spoke her name reverently, Dinah kissed the tip of her nose. "You're so … so beautiful."
"Dinah." The brunette moaned as she thrust herself against the blonde's hand. "There's … only … you."
As the blonde felt Helena convulse around her fingers, coming with her name on her lips, she exploded chanting Helena's name as she did so.
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"Is Alfred still here?" Helena peered across the dining table at the redhead opposite.
Barbara shook her head as she swallowed a chunk of crispy lettuce. "He went back to the manor. Why?"
Helena looked towards an increasingly pallid blonde and then back to the redhead. She bit at her lip nervously. "Erm … 'cause I've got something that I need to tell you."
"We." Dinah piped in before pushing her meal away from her. Anxiety had made her lose her appetite. "We need to tell you something."
Barbara's russet brows knitted in consternation. "What's going on guys?" Thoughts of a totalled car and of secrets told invaded her mind. Suddenly, fear white washed over all of her other more trivial musings. "You aren't sick, are you?" Emerald eyes flashed between the two other women, trying to decide which one looked most ill.
"No." The brunette stressed. "We are both perfectly healthy."
"It's just that …" Dinah chewed on her lip. "Erm …"
Helena took a deep breath and reached for the blonde who was wringing her hands together. She laced her fingers with Dinah's and smiled into azure eyes. "We've been …" She frowned. She didn't know what, exactly, they had been doing. They had been out together, held hands and kissed, talked about everything and made love. "We've … er … been dating." She nodded her head. "Each other." She added just in case Barbara hadn't understood her staccato sentences.
"Is that all?" Barbara finally began to breathe again. Her pounding heart slowed until it regained its usual steady beating.
Helena Kyle sat back in her chair. Her eyebrows rose in astonishment and then furrowed in confusion. "I thought that you'd be …shocked, angry … erm, anything other than …" She waved at the redhead, searching for the right word. "Blasé. "
Barbara pursed her lips and winced. "I guess … I've had time to get used to the idea of you two together." She observed the bewilderment. "I've known for a while." She confessed.
"Oh God. Don't say you heard u…"
Helena clamped her hand on Dinah's mouth. "Please don't finish what ever you were going to say." She flushed red with embarrassment.
Barbara blushed a shade redder than her friend. "I've known for months. I … erm, I could just tell by the way you two were with each other." She didn't want to let them know that she had overheard Dinah's conversation with her best friend from school. It could've been construed as snooping.
"Months?" Dinah puzzled. They had only been together for thirty-four days, ever since she had gotten out of the hospital. "We haven't …"
Helena coughed and interrupted the blonde. She leaned forward into her girlfriend's personal space. "Barbara's right." She pecked Dinah coyly on the lips and winked before lowering her voice. "Even if we didn't know it ourselves."
The end.