A/N Okay… I have had quite a few requests for 'Toy' play. If phallic symbols offend you, please skip this chapter. This chapter is dedicated to my faithful readers and the fact that I want to let loose and have some fun.

Please be of age. All mistakes are mine, still looking for a Beta for this story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Syfy.


Helena jumped off the front-end loader when she spotted her co-partner waving frantically at her from the pile of road rock near the almost completed ramp.

"Hey, boss, why are you doing that? Jimmy could take care of that pile when he gets off his break, " Pete said as they started walking to the Engineer trailer.

"It's been awhile since I bounced the Kidneys around, besides, we were getting back-logged with all the dumps. Seems Kruger and his boys sent all the dump loads at once this morning," Helena remarked as she handed the load tickets to Pete. "Besides, what is so bloody important? I was enjoying myself on that Cat loader."

"Okay Ms. Butch, first of all, Jimmy could have taken care of that, you are the Boss, and second… your wife's hot assistent is at the trailer with lunch for all of us."

"Myka is not my wife, she is my partner," Helena grumbled as they walked into the trailer.

Pete made a beeline to the food on the table as they continued their banter. "Okay then, who is the wife? I mean, who does the… you know," Pete waved across his body with one hand as he tore into his Midnight Noche with the other.

"Who does what?" Claudia asked as she sipped on her Black Crack, watching out of the corner of her eye as Leena unfolded the wax paper to reveal a decadent sandwich in front of the techie. Claudia blushed a little as she nodded a silent 'thank you' to the consultant. Both women smiling as they tucked into their lunch.

"Yes, Peter, what do you mean by who does what?" Helena snarked as she dug into her salad. "And stop calling me boss," Helena said as she handed her roll to her co- partner.

"Its just… you know… Amanda was wanting to do a girls night out since she has been cooped up with the kids and was wondering if Myka and you girls wanted to go out," Pete mumbled with a mouth full of food. "And I was just wondering why she didn't say your name HG and it got me to thinking…" Pete said as he wiped his hands with the napkin HG had tossed his way. "I mean, now that you two tied the knot, who is the husband and who is the wife?"

Both Leena and Claudia started tossing bits of food and paper at Pete as he held his hands up over his head. "That is so sexist dude, so not cool!" Claudia snapped as she tossed a pickle chip at Pete.

The man-child grinned as he caught the chip in his mouth, exaggerated chomping and lip smacking as he grinned at them.

"You give Neanderthals a bad name, Peter," Helena smirked as she crossed her arms, watching the two women fuming at his antics.

XXX

Myka smacked Helena's hand away from her firm thigh that was exposed from the hiked up hem as she drove in her simple, black Chanel dress. "Stop it," Myka growled as she shut the car off.

"This is a 'Girls night out' which I will remind you, was your idea," Myka said to Helena as she unbuckled herself from the car seat. Myka sighed as she tossed her head back against the headrest of their SUV and remembered back to when she was getting ready for the night out.

X

"Darling, if you wear this tight little number and promise to have fun with the girls..." Helena whispered into Myka's ear as she held up the black dress against Myka's front as both of them watched in the mirror. Helena pressed herself further against Myka back, watching as her American lulled her head back onto her shoulder as Myka ran her fingers over the dress.

"And what do I get in return if I behave and do as you desire," Myka rasped back, turning her head down to meet sweet lips. Her hand curling behind Helena's head as she deepened their kiss.

"Whatever your heart desires, my love," Helena's deep timbre sent shivers coursing through Myka as she tugged at Helena's bottom lip. She then turned her head, coal dark eyes met shimmer green as Myka whispered to their reflection in the mirror.

"Take me, make me your's when I return to our home," Myka whispered with a slight glint in her eyes and a low timbre in her voice. Helena gulped back a low moan as she set back, sitting on the bed as she followed the forest green gaze to the bottom dresser drawer. Helena nodded as she watched Myka slipping on her dress.

"For you, I would give you the world," Helena whispered as she leaned back on the bed, resting her weight on her elbows as she watched Myka smoothing down her dress.

"A little practice time before trying to make you with child?" Helena smirked as she watched Myka saunter to her while putting her earrings in, standing between the Brits legs, she gave her a stern look.

"Oh no, you will be carrying any children we decide to have, not me." Myka said as she leaned down, hovering just above Helena's prone body on the bed. Myka's arms held her weight, her knee wedged up against the Brits core in between the her legs.

"Besides, what's wrong with a little good, old fashion…bending me over... and taking me?" Myka whispered between hot, wet nips to the Brit's neck.

Myka grinned and jumped away from the heated body underneath her, grinning as she backed away to grab her purse, knowing the effect she was having on her wife.

"You are an evil temptress, Myka Bering-Wells!" Helena huffed in frustration as she followed her out of the bedroom and down to the living room. Myka stopped, grinning to Helena at the front door as she jangled the keys in her hand.

"Not as evil as I want you to be with me, later tonight." Myka smirked as she closed the door behind them.

X

Helena gave Myka a hurt look as her hand traveled further under the little black dress. Still smarting and frustrated from the earlier teasing.

"Myka, tell me, I am your wife...your One," Helena whispered as she ghosted her lips against the shell of Myka's ear. Helena felt as though her heart would jump out of her chest if she did not hear… feel Myka's affirmation for her.

"Please," Helena breathless whispered as Myka furled their fingers together as they sat in the Suv, just parked in front of the Lattimer home. Myka's hips canton to the ministrations of Helena's urgent need to profess her undying love for her.

"I am your's...your wife...your soulmate." Myka whispered as she guided her wife's fingers in between her thighs. A wild thought surged through Myka's mind...in this place...in this very moment of heated love...She...Myka, would show...prove in a life that was intertwined with their very being...a spark of life…

"Helena, my everything. I want for us both to share in the making of a new life,I will be with you through out the whole… "

"Hey Hey hey" Pete shouted as he opened the driver's side door. "Miladies" Pete said as he bent his head down toward the window, opening the door, his hand offered to Myka as he helped her out.

"Damn it," Helena growled under her breath as Myka kissed her fingers, giving a small apologetic smile as she got out of the car, both women spotting Claudia and Leena waving at them from the open door of the house.

"Yowser...Mykes!" Pete said...wincing as Amanda smacked his head as she had come up from behind him to greet the two women.

"I do believe your Neanderthal remark was directed toward my wife." Helena smirked as she hugged Amanda.

Myka smiled, her eyes flashing between Amanda and then Helena's as she stepped behind Helena after giving Amanda a warm hug.

"I am but a slave to my heart's wims...your serf ….as you see fit." Myka breathless whispered from behind and against the shell of Helena's ear as she guided them both into home of the Lattiermers. "Remind me later, to hold you to your promise," Myka smirked to Helena as they walked, hand in hand into the house.

"A round of cocktails while we wait on the taxi?" Leena smirked as she held up three martini glasses in one hand, a shaker in the other. Myka laughed as she watched Leena and Claudia head to the kitchen to make the drinks. Amanda grabbed Pete, saying they would go check on the kids and that she needed to touch up her make-up before they left.

"Remember, baby...If I behave...I shall be divesting, with all my might, your lips away from my center." Myka grinned as she backed her love against the wall of the Lattimer home, knowing the others were in the kitchen or up stairs. Myka pressed Helena closer against the wall as her knee pressed between her Brit's thighs, both women letting out a slight moan as Myka's lips attacked Helena's neck. Her leg hooking around the profiler's, pulling their bodies closer together.

"Yikes… my virgin eyes." Claudia squeaked, Leena smirked, making a half-assed attempt to cover Claudia's eyes with her one hand as the young red-head tried not to spill the tray of drinks she was carrying.

The four of them had sat down around the living room, chatting about tonight's adventures that they had planned when they heard Amanda and Pete talking loudly as they came into the living room.

"Pete, I am not kidding, every two hours...I expressed enough milk for little Janie and half of Starbuck's . If I find anything…" Amanda was saying as Helena turned and gripped Amanda's waist from behind.

"It is okay...Momma… I will make sure your little girl is on-point." Helena smirked, her arms wrapped around Amanda's as Pete watched them interact.

"That is soooo… hot!" Pete whispered to Myka.

"Do not even go there," Myka growled as her elbow cracked against the third rib of the man child.

"Hey..not nice!" Pete protested as Myka grabbed Amanda, trying to usher them toward the front door, tilting her head to the other two women to follow. "Bossy, much." Claudia snorted at Myka's silent nod for them to get going.

"Do not worry little girl, Auntie Helena is here," Myka heard Helena say as she cradled Janie in her arms as she walked up to the the four women getting ready to leave.

"Cabs here ladies." Pete said

"Myka, Claudia? May I have a word with you two?'" Helena smiled as she flashed a grin to Leena, both nodding to each other as Leena grabbed Amanda, turning to go hold the taxi for them all.

"What;s up boss?" Claudia said as Helena lead them away from the door into the guest room.

"This is Amanda's first night out away from the kids," Helena said as she kissed the little baby's head that was cradled in her arms.

"She purposely made sure that she expressed enough milk for little Janie so she is allowed to have a very drinks and let loose with the three of you. So no hard times and make sure she has a good time, Yes?" Helena smiled at them and started to walk back to the living room.

"Aye, Aye," Claudia saluted to Helena as the women grabbed their purses and headed out to the awaiting taxi. Myka and Claudia waved to Pete and Helena as they stood by the cab. "We are so going to club after dinner, aren't we?" Claudia said through her teeth as she smiled and waved at them, leaning a little toward Myka.

"You bet your ass we are. Got your ID handy?" Myka said through her gritted teeth and smile as she waved to them.

"You do know I just turned twenty-one last week Ms. FBI," Claudia smirked as they climbed into the cab. "Party central, here we come!" The younger girl said.

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Leena smiled as the cab pulled up in front of the club. "Welcome to Shangri La" Leena smiled as the group walked in. The ladies settled into a booth just to the side of the stage.

"Okay, have never heard of this place." Claudia said as she typed the info into her smart phone.

"Steve recommended this place a few weeks back. It has everything. A four-star restaurant on the first floor with the Drag show after dinner. And, when we want, we can go upstairs to dance," Leena smiled at Myka as 'Eartha Kitt' handed the menus to everyone at the table. She started to ramble off the night's specials as everyone took in the surroundings.

After they placed their drink and food orders Claudia could not resist. "When does the show start and are you going to be 'Cat woman'?" The young girl bounced in anticipation.

'Eartha' smiled backed at the young girl. "Well honey, that could be arranged. I have not done that type of camp since before you were born." 'Eartha' smirked. "Maybe if I could find my batman." She purred as she watched Steve and Liam came up to the table. "Here comes my Batman and Robin now." She winked as the three hugged.

Steve and Liam sat at a table near them as they all enjoyed their meals. Everyone toasting to Claudia's belated birthday and Amanda's night of freedom from the kids. They laughed and sang along as the performers took to the stage. Claudia clapped and laughed as 'Eartha' dragged Steve up on stage, all decked out in the Sixties catwoman suit and seduced Steve.

After the show, and plenty of cursing from Steve for making him get up on stage, they headed to the dance floor up stairs. Myka leaned against the balcony railing on her arms as she watched Steve, Liam, Leena and Claudia dancing and laughing. Amanda nudged Myka's shoulder as she handed her a fresh drink.

"So, why aren't you out there dancing with them." Amanda asked as she sips from the tiny straw in her drink.

"Can't dance," Myka shrugged as she looked at Amanda side-ways. "Why arent you? Its your night to let loose," Myka smiled as they both turned around and leaned with their backs against the railing.

"Make a deal with you," Amanda said as she turned to Myka, holding her hand up as she finished her drink.

"Just tell me when you two plan on starting a family and then I will go down and dance, deal?" Amanda said as she leaned back. Myka shot her a look and Amanda held up her one hand.

"Its just… I have a bet with Claudia as to when you two start talking and acting on starting a family." Myka glared at Amanda, slumping her shoulders as she finished her drink.

"How much?" Myka asked, staring into her drink.

Amanda arched an eyebrow at her friend, then chuckled. "Enough for a few nights out."

"Tell you what, I will tell you when, to fit your timeline and then we split the money. Deal?" Myka laughed as she shook Amanda hand. "Now, go dance and have a good time," Myka smiled.

Myka went to the bar to order another round for all of them, she felt her phone vibrate and checked. She grinned, seeing as it was a text from Helena.

'Baby, am driving the car back home. All are tucked in to Morphosis arms as I await for your heavenly form to bless our bed. Yours, always and forever, H.'

"Sweet talker," Myka smirked as she texted back, then letting everyone know she was leaving. As she waited, after hailing a cab, she enjoyed the cool salt air caress her bare arms.

XXX

Myka paid the cabbie, telling him to keep the change. As she walked up the brick pathway to their front door, her keys in hand, the metal bits split between her fingers as a wepon. 'always on guard, always the agent' she smirked to herself. As she looked at the pathway, she smiled, the purple Penta's and yellow Allamanda's were filling in nicely along the path. She looked up, noticing the porch light on but the rest of the house was dark.

Myka was just putting the key into the deadlock when she heard a soft ping. She looked up to the porch light, enthralled as she watched the small moths hitting at the glass panes that surrounded the yellow light. Their one-mindedness, themselves throwing themselves to their instinctual desire, their burning passion driving them to ultimate death. 'Get a grip Bering' Myka muttered to herself as she shook her head.

Just as Myka heard the click of the door close behind her, she was shoved forceable against the cool oak wood. She barely had time to gasp for air when a heated body pressed her, hard, against the wood. Strong hands gripped her wrists, forcing her hands above her head into the one firm grip.

"Yes" She rasped out as she felt a deft hand roughly pull her dress up, rough bites she felt through her dress as they worked down between her shoulder blades.

"Shut it." Was all that was said against the tender skin of the nape of her neck.

Myka tried to free her hands from the firm grip that held her hands above her head, the side of her face pressed against the cool oak wood of the door. She let out a shaky gasp of air as she felt hot, rough fingers ripping away her black, lace underwear. 'Damn it, I just bought those' she mumbled as she felt them being ripped away from her hips.

Myka turned her head, her forehead now resting against the door, letting out a sharp hiss as teeth sunk into the back of her shoulder. The feel of rough fingers that had pushed her dress up were now tugging and twisting her lust-harden nipples, her little black Chanel dress bunched around her waist.

Myka let out a sharp gasp of air and a low moan as she felt the firm, slick head gently pushing at her from behind, just teasing her swollen lips as two deft fingers slid down from her one screaming nipple, slowly teasing at her engorged lips, just brushing against her pearl.

"You are so ready for this, your body is aching for me." The hand that held her hands above her head dropped away, gripping her chin, turning as to have her cheek pressed against warm lips as they spoke. Myka's hand splayed against the wood as her arms stretched further up the door.

"Yes." Myka could barely answer as she pushed her arse against the hard warmth she so desperately wanted inside her.

"That is my girl, tell me you want this." A lust soaked voice rasped against her neck, sucking in a yelp of delicious pain as she felt those white teeth barely breaking the soft flesh of where her neck meet her shoulder, the pain/pleasure causing her hips to thrust back with a desperate need.

"Now, please," Myka all but whimpered as she felt the phallus slip inside of her, firm fingers digging into her hips to hold them sted-fast. Her forehead thumped against the hard wooden door as she was filled with her most wanton desire. Her shaking hand reaching behind her, gripping at flesh, her fingers looping and hooking under the leather strap around her loves hip.

"Harder," Myka rasped out, her lips brushing against the wood door. She felt the teeth brush her skin as those lips spread into a smile as the thrusts increased . Her fingers firmly gripped into the leather harness, pulling with each thrust.

Myka's head was spinning, as was her body, feeling her self being guided somewhere. Her hand made contact with the top of the leather couch, her knuckles turning white as she gripped, to try and balance. Her thighs burning as she tried to steady herself, her other hand fell to the cushion, grasping desperately as she was filled from behind.

The rhythmic sound of flesh caused her eyes to roll back, just as she started to feel her legs give way, her core shook from desire, her one hand was pulled away from the cushion and shoved between her engorged folds.

"Come on baby, rub yourself off," was growled into her ear as she felt she could no longer endure the wave of lust and pleasure enveloping her.

"You are mine," was growled into her skin, between her shoulder blades, hard nips turned to sweet kissing as her wave overtook her.

Myka's trembling of aftershocks were matched from behind as Helena collapsed onto her back.

"As I am yours," Myka breathless whispered into the leather cushion