Title: Birthday Presents pt.3 (Helena's Birthday)
Rating: Pg
Pairing: Helena/Dinah
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I just wished I did.
Author's notes: Damn – if only my birthday could have been as eventful as Dinah and Helena's birthday. Thank you Lena for beta'ing.
Part.3
"Hey."
Helena looked over the back of the sofa from where she had been impatiently biting her thumb nail. A wide grin spread across her face as she watched the blonde walk towards her. "Hey, yourself."
"Have you been here long?"
The brunette shook her head. "About fifteen minutes. You were a long time in the shower." She kissed her girlfriend swiftly before pulling her down onto her lap.
"Then you should've come and joined me." Dinah chuckled at the lustful look in cobalt eyes.
"I would've, but Barbara's only just left. I think she was waiting for the sound of the running water to stop before she went."
The young blonde chuckled. She ran her fingers through short chocolate coloured hair. "I've got something for you." Her voice was low and throaty as she wiggled her eyebrows lasciviously.
Helena growled. She grabbed the younger woman and tilted her backwards onto the sofa. The brunette stretched out between her lover's legs and attacked the blonde's neck with her lips.
Dinah giggled softly as she lifted Helena's head and pecked her lips. "Happy one week before your birthday, Hel."
Helena pressed her lips to the younger woman's and whimpered, begging for entrance. She groaned as the eighteen year old thrust her tongue into her mouth, tasting and teasing the familiar terrain.
"Don't you want your presents?" Dinah gasped when she eventually managed to pull away.
The brunette gazed down into soft blue eyes. "You bought me presents?" Her eyes flickered between azure orbs and slightly swollen lips which she wanted to kiss again.
"It's a tradition, remember?"
Helena nodded distractedly. "Yeah. Big bird and little cat."
"Tweety Pie and Tweety the kitten." Dinah chuckled as she corrected.
The older woman's gaze broke from Dinah's as she looked up and around the Clock Tower apartment. "Where is that damned cat anyway? I hope she hasn't got stuck up on the clock hands again." It had occurred to her that she hadn't seen the cat ever since she had gotten there. Usually the lithe charcoal kitty was all over Helena when ever she came over.
"Tweet's probably asleep in the laundry room." The blonde cupped her lover's chin between finger and thumb and brought their eyes back together. "She's one lazy cat that loves it when the dryer's on."
"She's not the only one." Helena grinned. "So, where's my presents?"
"If you'd get off me, I'll go and fetch them." Dinah quirked her eyebrow as she smirked. She was pinned under the brunette with no way of getting up.
Helena shook her head. She smoothed long golden bangs away from cool blue eyes. "Then the present can wait."
"Come on." The teenager wriggled. "You've gotta get off."
"That's what I had planned."
Dinah groaned as she pushed up on the older woman's shoulders. "I don't think, so Hel. It's all part of my master plan."
Helena eased herself from between the blonde's legs and helped her up. "Getting off is part of your plan? I think I like it." She grinned.
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"Here you go." Dinah returned from her bedroom and dropped three brightly wrapped gifts into her girlfriends lap. "This one's first." She tapped at the thin rectangular box and sat back down.
"Ooohh." Helena pulled at the wrapping paper. "Three presents. Is that a part of the 'one week before your birthday' tradition?"
The blonde nodded and bounced in her seat excitedly. The other woman was taking way too long to open the box, but it might have had something to do with the roll of tape she had used to stop Tweet from ripping the paper.
"Wow!" Helena stared down at a photograph of the three of them in a beautiful silver frame. It was a photograph of herself, Dinah and Barbara, taken just after Dinah's birthday. The blonde's friend, Gabby, had bought her a camera and Dinah had been snap happy ever since. On the only occasion that anyone else had been allowed to use her precious camera, Alfred had managed to capture all three Birds together.
"I asked Barbara to copy the picture too, one for me and one for her." Dinah smiled at the grateful look that illuminated the brunettes face. "You have the original. I thought it would be nice to have in your apartment, I know that you only have that picture of your mother."
Helena reached out and wrapped her hand around the back of the blonde's neck. She pulled until their lips crashed together. "Thank you." She breathed across the other woman's lips.
The teenager couldn't help the blush that crept across her cheeks. It was a simple gift, not much really. It didn't warrant the gratitude she had received.
"My family." Helena's voice was almost a whisper as she traced the smiles of the three women in the picture. "I'll put it on the wall next to mom."
Dinah felt her eyes fill as she finally understood the significance of her gift for Helena. "This one's next." She tapped at a small cube shaped present.
The brunette managed to tear her eyes away from the photograph. She placed it gently in an upright position on the coffee table before picking up her second gift. This gift was a little ominous. Helena unwrapped it as quickly as she could and then snapped open the box. She swallowed hard. "Dinah."
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, Hel." The young blonde shook her head and reached for the silver ring. She eased it from the protective casing and lifted Helena's left hand. Dinah slipped the ring over the brunette's thumb. "I saw it and thought of you."
Helena took a closer look at the intricate pattern carved into the shiny silver. "What's it say?" She assumed the markings were writing of some sort.
"Nothing." Dinah grinned. "It's a Celtic design meaning from friendship comes love."
"Really?" The brunette's eyes glowed with amazement. It was as though the ring was made for her and Dinah. She decided there and then that she would find out where the other woman had bought the ring and buy her an identical one.
The young blonde chuckled as she nodded. "And I thought it was beautiful too."
Helena kissed her thoughtful lover again before steel blue orbs dropped to the third gift. This one was wrapped with the same jazzy paper as the others, but this one was flat. She tore at the covering and looked intently at the cardboard beneath. Nearly ebony eyebrows knitted into a frown. She didn't understand – it was a white piece of card, about two inches square, with a red '+' in the middle.
Dinah reached for the card and turned it in Helena's hand until the '+' became 'x'. "Do you remember what my third gift was?"
The older woman looked up into smiling azure and nodded. She didn't even need to think because that moment was forever burned into her memory. "I kissed you."
Dinah nodded her head. She tucked loose strands of golden hair behind her ears. "I want to return that gift." She spoke huskily as she tapped again at the card.
"Okay." Helena squeaked before clearing her throat.
Dinah dipped her head forward and claimed the other woman's mouth. Parting her lips, she let her tongue trace Helena's full pink lips before slipping inside.
Their tongues duelled with heat and passion. Lips mashed together. Lungs screamed for oxygen but the kiss continued.
Helena pulled Dinah onto her lap and finally broke the kiss. Her hands searched for the hem of the blonde's top. "Barbara's … out for the … night, right?" She was panting hard.
"With Mr. Lincoln."
"Good." Helena gasped for breath as her nimble fingers danced across the bare sliver of skin where the blonde's sweat pants and t-shirt almost met. "Cuz, I feel … like making some noise."
Dinah pulled away from her lover and placed her hand against the brunette's chest. She shook her head as she sucked air into her lungs. "Not tonight, baby."
"What?" The older woman clamped her lips onto the blonde's pulse point and suckled gently.
"And not for the rest of the week either."
Helena's head snapped up. Cobalt and azure burned with longing as they looked at each other. "What?"
"Not until your birthday." She breathed sensuously into her girlfriend's ear and kissed her neck quickly. "Like it was for my birthday."
Helena gawped at the teenager. "Oh come on, Dinah. There is no way that … either … of us can go a whole, really long seven days seven nights week without getting it on." They had struggled to keep their hands off of each other before Dinah's birthday; it had been impossible afterwards.
"Yeah, well." The blonde entwined her fingers with the other woman's as she gazed lovingly into her eyes. "We're gonna give it a try – cuz, I want it to be as fantastic for you on your birthday as it was incredible on mine."
"But … but …"
"No buts, beautiful." Dinah placed her finger to the brunettes kiss swollen lips. "It's just one week … we can do it." She was unsure if they could last the whole week herself, but to give Helena the same kind of pleasure she had experienced, she sure as hell was going to try.
Helena frowned, she didn't like this present. The pout on her lips widened to a sly smirk as an idea came to mind. "Then … can we start in a couple of hours." She leaned forward until their lips were barely touching. She grazed her nose up and down the sides of Dinah's. "Because I'm really horny, baby and I really want to thank you for my gifts."
Dinah burst out laughing, it was the only way she could hide her temptation. She shook her head. "Sorry, lover. One week started as soon as you sat down."
Helena mumbled a string of expletives under her breath, something about fair warning and a damn for sitting her lazy ass down in the first place. She stood and grabbed for her black duster which she had slung over the back of the sofa. Bending forward, Helena pecked Dinah on the lips. "Thank you for the presents, see you tomorrow. Oh, and try not to look so hot."
"Where you going? Barbara's not due back until the morning. I thought we could spend the night together."
"Cuddling?" Helena grimaced as her girlfriend of four months nodded her reply. "No way. Have we ever been able to just cuddle?" If they were going to do the week long no nookie thing, then she would have to resist all temptation. Dinah was right about abstinence making the heart grow fonder and the sex a hell of a lot hotter. "You know that cuddling leads to kissing, which leads to naughty touching, which leads to getting naked, which leads to hot monkey lovin'. Don't trust me, Dinah. I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you."
"But … but …" Dinah was wide eyed and incredulous. Her lover was just going to leave her alone. "Wait … I didn't say no kissing or touching."
"This is your tradition, sexy." Helena couldn't help kissing the younger woman again. She pressed their lips together for a long moment. "I love you and I'll see you tomorrow … when both Alfred and Barbara are around." The brunette grabbed for her gifts, turned and sauntered towards the elevator doors. She resisted the urge to look back in case her resolve crumbled and she begged the blonde to take back the tradition.
Helena groaned as the doors shut. This was going to be a lot harder than either of them thought.
