Title: Can't Stop This Thing We Started.

Rating: Rudeness ensues. R

Pairing: Helena/Gabby

Disclaimer: I own nowt, just playing

Author's notes: Okay, I'm starting to lose it. Sitting in front of this computer all by myself (don't wanna be all by mysellllfff – Leo Sayer's playing), I've started to talk to myself – and I find myself quite amusing lol. Okay, now I'm really losing it cuz I'm writing these notes and I haven't even started the fic. Oh well – back to Arkham for meeeee.

Thank's as always Lena (Petal) for beta'ing – but if I'm making you uncomfortable sending you these while you're at work, maybe I should wait until later in the afternoon cheeky grin

The Pink Rabbit Club (I have no imagination, hope you don't mind me scrounging)

Heat, hot and humid. A pulsing throb of bass and a mass of frenzied bodies. Just the way Helena liked her dancing.

Helena sauntered into the club, striding languidly through gyrating predators and their prey she headed straight for the bar.

Cool and calm. Taking in the sights. All moves carefully controlled. It was all a lie.

Helena was shaking like a leaf inside and she didn't like it. She had been to The Pink Rabbit before – lots of befores, but tonight was different because she didn't intend on leaving alone. She had danced and flirted but she had always left by herself. The brunette had never been ready before. She was ready now.

A light sheen of sweat covered her upper lip. Her eyes searched for the … someone.

Helena Kyle had turned down many invitations but not tonight. She grimaced at the thought of her first time at The Pink Rabbit. It was a couple of months ago, not long after she had told Reese that what was going on between them was not what she wanted. The Huntress had entered the club with her usual cocky assurances and left almost screaming.

Helena chuckled lightly as she remembered.

She had been approached by a gorgeous leggy blonde who asked if she wanted to go into the ladies room and eat her pussy.

"Is Dinah with you?"

Helena was broken from her reverie by a familiar voice. "Unh?" A strawberry blonde was looking straight at her. Graceful ebony eyebrows knitted. "Dinah, what?"

"Is … Dinah … with … you?" The blonde spelled out as though she were talking to an idiot.

"No. Why should she be?" Recognition hit. The young woman was a friend of Dinah's – her friend from school.

"Gabby." Gabby could see that the other woman had forgotten her name yet again. It always irked her that she had to explain who she was every time they saw each other. They had met dozens of times, even over the breakfast table when she stopped over in the Tower apartments with her best friend. "That's my name." She elaborated with a disbelieving shake of her head.

"Oh, Gabby, right." Helena nodded slowly, her cobalt eyes still flittering around the heaving dance floor. "Why should Dinah be with me?"

Gabby shrugged. "Just thought that you two were joined at the hip – that's all."

Steel blue eyes finally settled on sky coloured. She chewed on her lower lip as she thought over the implications of the curly haired girl. Her eyes widened. "Dinah and I … we're not … erm."

"I know." The teenager chuckled and placed her hand on the other woman's leather clad forearm. "She's my best friend, remember? Maybe you don't." She continued to giggle. "So … you here to drink or pull?"

Helena swallowed hard as Gabby turned her back to the bar and leaned against it, emulating her. Pale blue eyes were scanning the crowd with the ease of experience. It was clear that the blonde frequented this joint a lot.

"Cuz I can probably help you out with both." Gabby turned and gave the bartender a whistle and a cheeky grin. She held up two fingers. "When you're ready, Billy." She then turned back to the crowd. "That redhead's been giving you the eye – I could get you her number if you want?"

"I don't need your help." Helena wanted to growl but ending up pouting.

Gabby stifled a snigger as she held up her hands. "You just look a little … scared … that's all."

"I don't do scared." The brunette finally managed her growl but it only served to make the strawberry blonde laugh again. "How did you get in here anyway?" She scowled, referring to the club's over twenty-one policy.

Azure eyes glistened mischievously. Gabby smirked. "Been coming here for ages. They don't even card me anymore." She handed the pretty brunette her drink as Billy placed them behind her.

"Fake ID." Helena had had one of them herself when she was a teenager. She glared at her brightly coloured cocktail.

"Sex on the beach." The blonde announced as she sipped.

Huntress grimaced at the taste – no alcohol. She raised her eyebrow at the other woman.

"Still got its cherry." Gabby grinned. "Don't ask me how. Sex on the beach is four different types of liquor, haven't got a clue how they make 'em virgin style."

Helena took another sip. Now she was prepared for the lack of booze it tasted quite nice. "Thought you'd be on the hard stuff."

Reddy blonde ringlets flew about her face as she shook her head. "ID's good but they aren't stupid. I'm very persistent, that's why they let me in."

"You mean that you're a pain in the ass." The brunette's eyes wondered to the dance floor again.

Gabby didn't deny it, she just nodded and laughed. "Ooh, Red likes you."

"What?" Cobalt eyes snapped back to her companion.

Gabby tilted her head towards the very tall redhead they had noticed earlier. "She hasn't taken her eyes off you yet." She held her glass in front of her mouth just in case she could lip read – didn't want the brunette to look too eager.

Cobalt eyes snapped to the redhead at the end of the bar. She smiled coyly as the redhead winked. Helena wanted to scream. She was acting like a teenager with all the experience of spotty science nerd.

Helena Kyle, the Huntress, was a predator by nature. She wanted, she took. Right now she had all the prowess of a gerbil. That was about to change. Taking a deep breath, the brunette stood away from the bar and opened the lapels of her black leather duster further, revealing a tight red tank-top that clung to her ample breasts and left her midriff bare. Her muscular abdomen emphasized even more by the low riding leather pants that clung like hipsters.

"Shit." Gabby grimaced as she looked away from Helena's preparation. "You snooze, you lose … sorry."

The red head at the bar had been approached by another gorgeous dark haired woman. Her attentions had been deflected and they were already conversing.

The teenaged blonde took in her friend's friend's dejected stance and felt sorry for her. "Don't worry … plenty fish and all that jazz."

Helena shook her head and sighed. "I think … that I'm just gonna head home instead." She felt really low. Her confidence had disappeared totally. "Maybe I'm better off sticking with what I know." She had every intention of heading to the Dark Horse and picking up a guy for the night.

"Come on." Gabby rolled her eyes. "Don't let this put you off. If at first you don't succeed, try and try again."

Helena snickered. "You read a lot of fortune cookies?"

"Little nuggets of wisdom." Gabby chuckled. "But they do taste like crap."

The brunette nodded her agreement.

"Come on." The blonde spun on her heels and gave Billy another whistle, pointing underneath the counter.

Billy, the over worked bartender, held up his hand to a customer and grabbed for a folded bundle of red leather. He handed it to his favourite under-aged customer. "You going so early?"

"Yep." Gabby shook her short jacket and tugged it over her shoulders. "But I'll probably see you tomorrow."

"Later." Billy gave a short wave and returned to his customer.

"Where are we going?" Helena glanced down at the hand that held hers firmly as she was dragged through the din and out of the Pink Rabbit. "I'm not going to another club."

"Wasn't going to take you to a club." Gabby zipped up her jacket as the darkness chilled the air. "We're just going for a walk … and a talk."

The older woman peered at the teen out of the corner of her eyes. They walked in silence along the street and they were still holding hands. Helena didn't know what to make of the blonde, but she allowed herself to be guided. She was surprised to find them in the park. Thinking it was a short cut to Gabby's home and that the girl had wanted someone to walk her back, Helena headed towards a well-trodden path. She pulled up short when she was pulled in a different direction.

Gabby chuckled at the other woman's startled expression. "Told you we were gonna talk." Her smile was warm. "I love to come here when there's no one else around."

Helena watched as she sat on a bench, leaning back to pull her knees up to her chest and balance her feet on the edge. The puzzled brunette climbed up on to the wooden park bench and sat on the backrest. "You don't come out here on your own do you?" New Gotham was a dangerous city during the day; it was a hundred times worse at night. Huntress and her partners in crime fighting couldn't be everywhere at once.

"I can take care of myself."

For some reason, Helena didn't doubt that but coming up against a gang of thugs in the middle of the park at night was not something even the most experienced of fighters could handle. "It's still dangerous."

Gabby shrugged with the nonchalance of a teenager who believed that nothing could touch them.

Silence edged between them again as the pair took in the night sky and the shadows.

"You haven't been with a woman before, have you?"

Helena choked on the question. A warming blush crept up her long neck and across her cheeks.

Gabby nudged the older woman's knees with her shoulder. "Don't worry so much. Even the most confident of us have our off nights – except for me that is."

The brunette couldn't help the chuckle that erupted as the strawberry blonde grinned. "When did you know?" She asked once the laughter subsided.

"That I like the dolls and not the guys?"

Helena nodded.

"Always."

"Me too."

Honeyed eyebrows arched. "I thought you were going out with the cop."

The brunette nodded her reply.

"So you're bi?" Gabby nodded to herself. "Gotta love a girl who doesn't limit her options."

"So you're bi?" Helena didn't really know much except for what Dinah had told her.

Gabby shook her head and grimaced. "No way." She pushed herself up on to the backrest so that she was shoulder to shoulder with the other woman. "So explain – why have you only been with guys?"

Helena shrugged. "To make life easier I guess."

The blonde sighed.

"I was gonna tell my mom … gonna tell her how I felt." Helena's pupils narrowed and stretched involuntarily at the thought of her mother. She could still feel the pain and the anger as though she had lost her yesterday. Gabby must not have seen the change before her eyes reverted because she hadn't said anything. "And then life became really complicated … before I got the chance."

"So you opted for the well travelled path." The blonde took the other woman's hand in her own and squeezed. "So what happened to make you take the chance?"

"Wade Brixton."

Gabby frowned but didn't speak. She waited patiently for her to continue.

"Barbara took a chance and fell in love with him." Helena swallowed past the lump in her throat. "She didn't regret falling in love … even after … I want that."

"You wanna be in love?"

Helena nodded slowly.

"And you don't think you could fall in love with a guy?"

Helena shook her head.

"You're not gonna fall in love with a one night stand, you know?" Gabby's voice was almost a whisper but she knew that the brunette had heard her because steel blue eyes turned to her. "That is what you were looking for tonight, wasn't it?"

"How old are you again?"

The blonde chuckled. "Eighteen. Honestly." She confirmed as a dark eyebrow arched upwards disbelievingly. "I'm six months older than Dinah."

"Oh."

"So, have you ever had sex with a woman?"

Helena didn't startle at the question this time, she just shook her head in the negative.

"Isn't there anyone that would help you out with that?"

Helena choked. "Excuse me?"

Gabby grinned as the other woman turned a deeper shade of red. "I asked a friend."

"What?" Helena couldn't believe what she was hearing. "It wasn't Dinah, was it?"

The blonde guffawed. "No way. We're best friends and in no way does she float my boat." She wiped at the tears welling in her eyes. "I had an older friend. I was fourteen and she was sixteen. I knew that she was gay so I asked her."

"And she just agreed?"

Gabby nodded. "She surprised the hell out of me when she did … but we were both attracted to each other. So, we thought what the hell."

Helena chewed on her lip nervously at the thought of asking a friend to have sex with her.

"You just seem a little nervous. Never having had sex with a woman is hanging over your head … holding you back." The blonde shrugged. "Thought it might be easier for you to go out and meet someone if you'd knocked boots with someone else first."

"There's no one I could ask." The brunette fidgeted as the narrow seat back began to hurt her ass. She slid until she was on the wider bench. "My close friends are both straight."

"Damn." Gabby scowled. "Felt for sure I had a chance with Ms. Gordon."

Helena let out a bark of laughter at the thought. Tears rolled down her face as she tried to picture the stoic teacher/ex-Batgirl/Oracle with the brash teenager. She wiped at the tears and clutched at her aching ribs, it was the funniest thing she had heard in ages.

"You could always ask me." Gabby didn't wait for the older woman to finish laughing. She looked down at her sneakered feet. "I wouldn't mind."

Helena froze.

"I know that I'm not really a friend … more of a friend of a friend … but I am willing to help a worthy cause." Gabby couldn't help her own blush. This was more awkward than asking her friend to pop her cherry.

"Gabby." Helena breathed. "Why would you do that?"

Gabby shrugged. Turning to look into cobalt eyes she let a smirk playing on her full lips. "It wouldn't be a hardship. You are a hotty."

Helena couldn't believe that she was actually considering the proposition.

"Just one night." Gabby could tell that the gorgeous dark haired woman was mulling over the idea. "No strings … just let me teach you." She breathed as she slid down the back of the bench to sit besides her.

Helena licked her lips as her heart rate doubled. "When?" She squeaked.

"How about right now? You have any other plans?"

"Where?" The brunette cleared her throat.

"You have your own place, right? I know you spend most of your time at Dinah's … but she said you have your own place."

Helena nodded.

Gabby jumped to her feet and pulled Helena with her. She began to drag her through the empty park before she stopped. The blonde realised that she didn't know where Helena's apartment was. Still holding the other woman's hand she made a sweeping gesture in front of her. "Erm … you should lead the way."

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They didn't stand on ceremony once they had reached Helena's abandoned apartment. Gabby tugged the brunette towards the room she assumed was the bedroom. It wasn't too hard to decipher with the small home away from home because the bathroom door was open and that only left one door closed.

The two women stood toe to toe, neither moving. Nerves had struck now that they were finally there.

"So how we gonna do this?" Helena felt as though her heart was going to beat straight out of her chest.

Gabby licked at her dry lips and thought for a moment. A lazy smile stretched across her face. She stepped closer and snaked a hand under the other woman's duster so that she could feel the bare flesh of her waist.

"Have you ever kissed a woman?" The blonde breathed as her eyes lifted from full cherry lips to deep cobalt.

Helena shook her head.

"You're going to like this." Gabby's voice had taken on a seductive silkiness. She was going to enjoy this too.

Gabby moistened her lips with a flick of her tongue before repeating the move on Helena's lips. As the other woman gasped, she moved their lips together. The blonde's free hand laced its fingers in short auburn hair and caressed her scalp.

Helena slipped her tongue between the blonde's eager lips and rolled it against Gabby's playful muscle. She groaned into the kiss. It had never been this soft or sweet or sexy. She wrapped her arms around the smaller woman and lifted until she wrapped her legs around Helena's waist.

"Show me more." The brunette spoke into the kiss.

"It'll be my pleasure."

Helena held the other woman close to her as they kissed. She groaned as Gabby's hands moved between them, barely brushing against her breasts as she tugged as the zipper to her jacket. Arching her neck she allowed a little space between them so that Gabby could remove her jacket fully.

When the necessity for oxygen became too much, they broke the kiss but didn't move away. Only a sliver of distance parted their swollen lips as they shared valuable air.

"I wanna see you." Helena flicked her tongue across her lower lip and pulled it in-between sharp teeth.

Gabby glanced down and then looked back up through curly bangs.

Cobalt followed where the blonde's eyes had fallen to. Breath hitched in her throat as she noticed that the teenager had removed her blouse the same time as she had taken off her jacket. Gabby was in her arms – topless. The girl hadn't been wearing a bra.

"I wanna see you too." Gabby pushed at the lapels of Helena's duster, pushing past the shoulders. "But you're gonna have to put me down."

A blush erupted over the brunette's face as she let out a whimper.

"We have to get naked, baby." The blonde whispered into the other woman's ear before sucking the lobe into her mouth. Letting it go with a moist pop Helena lowered her onto unsteady legs.

The two women parted. Standing only a short distance apart; greedy eyes watched as the other undressed. Once a pile of clothes littered the floor the younger woman encouraged the other over to the bed.

Helena knelt on the bed-sheets. Her liquid blue gaze took in the whole of the beautiful young woman kneeling opposite her. "What do we do now?"

"What would you like to do?"

The brunette cleared her throat. "I want to touch you."

Gabby smiled. "Then do it."

Reaching out, her fingertips grazed over the milky expanse of the blonde's upper chest. She pulled back before fingers danced over the gentle slope of full breasts.

"What's wrong?"

Helena shook her head. "I don't know."

"Are you scared?"

Helena nodded. "I don't want to do this wrong … I don't know how to touch you."

Gabby scooted further and cupped the brunette's face with her hands. She pressed their lips together and kissed the other woman soundly. "Can't stop this thing we started, baby. Please don't ask me too."

"I don't want to stop." Helena swallowed.

"Then tell me." The blonde breathed as she laid feather light kisses all over the brunette's delicate features. "Tell me what you want."

"Let me see you …" Helena revelled in the feel of lips on her face. "I want to see what you … do."

Gabby smiled against a high cheekbone. "You want to see me touch myself?"

Helena nodded.

"Would that help?"

Helena nodded again. "Please."

"Okay." Gabby brought their lips together again. "You stay right here." She moved away from the brunette and moved up the bed.

The older woman sat perfectly still at the end of her large bed. She watched with rapt attention as the teenager propped herself against the headboard with a couple of pillows behind her back. She watched as the blonde lifted her knees and placed her feet flat against the sheets, her legs still firmly together.

Gabby's azure gaze focused on cloudy steel blue as she ran the fingers of her right hand across her flat belly. Fingers danced upwards, in the valley of her breasts and then spiralled over the full mound of her right breast. Once she reached her pebbled areola, she pinched at her nipple and then ran the palm of her hand over it. She cupped her breasts with both hands and began to massage them rhythmically.

"Oh God, Gabby." Helena groaned as she watched the erotic display.

Gabby grinned. "You wanna do this for me?"

The brunette swallowed hard. "Do you mind … if … I watch … some more?"

Gabby shook her head. "I think …" She arched into her own caress. "That I'm enjoying … this as much as you are." Pinching at her engorged nipple with her left hand, she trailed the right hand down.

Helena kept her eyes on the hand getting lower. Her breathing shallow pants as the blonde separated her legs and cupped her sex. The brunette could see that the other woman was as excited as she was. She could see the glistening wetness leak though the blonde's teasing fingers. Helena licked her lips.

Gabby closed her eyes as her fingers circled her aching clit. Dipping her digits lower she anointed the bud with slick juice and then ran her palm up and down her tender slit. Her eyes flew open at the feel of warm breath against the back of her hand. Helena Kyle was between her legs, lapping at cum coated fingers.

"Oh fuck." The blonde groaned as the brunette moved her hand out of the way and a tentative tongue touched her gaping sex. Her hand cupped the other woman's head gently; she didn't want to scare her. As her short nails scratched at the brunette's scalp she was sure that she was purring. Gabby arched her back further, pushing herself against the other woman. The vibrations were too much and she lost control.

Helena lapped at the rush of sweetness. "You taste so good." She pushed her tongue into the throbbing flesh. Once she had tasted every part of the swollen centre she looked up in to electric blue eyes. "Was that okay?"

Gabby panted heavily. "Jesus fucking Christ. Where did you learn that?"

The brunette frowned. She crawled up the blonde's body like she was a big cat until they were nose to nose. "Learn what?" Helena rubbed her nose up and down Gabby's.

"The purring thing." The teenager smiled as she joined in with the nose rubbing – it was kind of sexy.

Helena blushed. She had realised that she had been purring.

"It was so hot." Gabby wrapped her arms around the other woman's body and pulled her down on top of her. She brushed her lips over the brunette's and then kissed her.

"What … now?" Helena spoke between kisses.

Gabby chuckled. "On with the lesson I think." She encouraged the brunette to turn so that she could be on top.

The young blonde woman trailed her tongue across Helena's jaw, down her neck and across her chest. She squeezed at the other woman's breasts before lavishing the erect nipples with lips and teeth.

"I want to be inside you, Helena. Is that okay?" Gabby looked up.

Helena nodded. "Oh God, please."

The blonde felt fingers in her hair as she made her way down. Licking at tender spots on the brunette's perfect stomach, dipping her tongue into the indentation, kissing through a small patch of dark fur. Gabby licked at the whole length of Helena's slit before parting the silky labia with the fingers of her right hand. Tasting the inner flesh, she switched hands. Holding the folds apart from above, resting her wrist against Helena's pubic bone, she inserted two fingers of her right hand. As she pumped in and out, Gabby sucked at the swollen bundle of nerves. She could feel the brunette begin to thrash underneath her, but her left arm was helping her keep constant contact with the enflamed cunt.

Helena fought to breathe. The blonde finger fucked her like no one ever had. She could feel the fingers twisting and curling inside her. She was clenching with internal muscles when she felt the third finger enter her. Helena screamed out Gabby's name as her back arched off the bed. It was then that the brunette felt teeth against her clit. The bite was gentle but it had Helena howling as she climaxed

Gabby leaned up on her elbows. Juice glistened on her chin but she didn't care, she just couldn't stop grinning at the way she had made the ultra cool ultra sexy Helena Kyle, cry out like a wolf. She crawled up her lover's body and straddled her waist as she kissed her.

"You enjoy that?" She continued to laugh as Helena pulled her down on to her body and rolled them over. She ran fingers through still stylishly mussed hair – the just got out of bed look indeed.

"No one has ever made me cum like that." Helena was still breathing heavily as she cradled herself against the teenager.

"Then you think you're ready for the big bad world?"

Helena nodded.

"End of Lesson?" Gabby giggled.

"Class dismissed." Helena chuckled as she wrapped her arms around the other woman's waist and rested her head in the crook of her neck. She lifted her head and placed a soft kiss against Gabby's pulse point before returning to the comfortable position she had found. "Night night." She yawned.

"Night night."

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Helena blinked away sleep and stretched across her bed. Lifting her head, she glanced at the clock. It was almost lunch time. She yawned and ruffled fingers through her mussed up hair. Pulling her pillow down into her arms so that she was hugging it to her chest, she grinned and closed her eyes. The blonde must have been gone for a while because her side of the bed was cold and her clothes were no longer lying amongst hers.

It was one night. It was all that had been needed. The teenager had been a good teacher.

"Thanks Gabby." Helena whispered before falling into a deep sleep.

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Title comes from Bryan Adams, just something else that doesn't belong to me …. Damn.