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"So... how was your day?" Vic asked.
"Mm, it was okay but it was so hard to concentrate." Helena sighed.
"Why?" Asked Vic in bewilderment.
"I kept thinking of all the filthy things we're going to do to each other later." She smirked, batting her eyelashes.
Vic felt his face turn slightly red as he gave an awkward cough. Oh jeez, why did she have to go and raise their standards even more? He was nervous enough as it was that he was going to fail big time. "Uh..."
"Well you're in a chatty mood." Helena remarked taking a bite out of her lasagna. "You've barely said two words through the entire evening, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." He said quickly. "Just thinking about, ah, the same thing." He lied.
Helena raised an eyebrow mischievously. "Well...we're almost done with our dinner, wanna go home and skip straight to dessert?"
Vic gulped. "Are you sure?"
Helen smiled and stood up, taking his hand in hers. "Mm...let me check." She purred giving him a seductive kiss from across the table. "Mm-Hm." She smiled licking her lips. "Let's go."
"O-Okay." Vic stuttered following her out of the restaurant as she called for a cab. Once they got in Helen leaned forward and kissed him deeply, spearing her hands through his hair.
"Y-You sure you're ready?" Vic breathed between kisses.
"Definitely." She growled sliding on his lap.
The cab driver chuckled at how backwards the situation was. "Hey could ya' wait 'til you're outta the car? I had a lady give birth to a kid in here last week."
Helen smiled keeping her eyes locked onto Vics'. "I think he's onto us." She whispered with a smirk.
"Me too." He whispered back with a small grin.
The ride home, in Helenas' opinion, took years. She'd waited seven years to tell Vic about Bella, two months before being friends with him again, five months before taking him back, and three long, long weeks before letting him back into her bed.
Helena Bertinelli hated waiting.
She could barely pay the driver fast enough as she quickly shuffled Vic out of the car and into her apartment, half-pushing him up the stairs and into her bedroom before closing the door and locking it.
Helen turned to Vic and smiled. "You ready?"
"Uh-huh." He said weakly, not completely convinced.
"Good." She smiled giving him a quick kiss "Now wait here."
"Alright." Q conceded as she walked into her bathroom. He looked around awkwardly as he shrugged off his coat and jacket, nervously loosening his tie and setting his hat on the desk. Anxiously he ran a hand through his hair, I am going to screw this up big time.
"Ahem." Helena coughed as he turned around to face her. He felt his jaw drop as he caught sight of her standing in the doorway with a see-through scarlet red nightgown showing off her her tone stomach and a matching lace thong and bra underneath. "How do I look?" She grinned running her hands sensually over her curves.
Vic felt his mouth grow dry. "Good." He muttered thinking about what was underneath the skimpy get up. "Real good."
Helen smirked as she sauntered across the room and placed his hands on her hips. "Ready, big boy?"
"Yes." He nodded weakly as she tugged him to her by his tie, causing him to land on top of her and making the mattress bounce.
"Careful," She warned playfully undoing his tie. "if it breaks again I'm making you fix it."
"That was only twice." He protested beginning to feel his confidence return.
"True." She smiled kissing his jaw. A serious look suddenly flashed across her face. "Vic...I'm a little nervous." She admitted.
"You're nervous?" He choked out in disbelief.
"Well gee if you're gonna say it like that..." Helen frowned.
"N-No, I just thought I was the only nervous one." He explained.
"Really?" Helen continued. "'Cause I don't think that's a nervous tick." She teased gesturing below his waist.
"Uhhh..." He trailed off turning red.
"It's just...this is a pretty big deal, you know?" She sighed. "I mean, I never thought we'd be doing this again or that I'd start liking you again or just...any of it." She took his hands in hers. "I want to trust you never to leave again and I want to trust you when it comes to taking care of me and Bella, okay? I want to know that you're absolutely sure you're staying put. Can I do that?"
"Yes." He said softly. "You know I won't do that to you again. That was a jackass thing to do and I'm sorry."
"You were a jackass." Helen agreed. Her face softened, "But you're not anymore. Most of the time, anyways."
"Love you too." Vic chuckled.
"Well," Purred Helena sliding on top of him. "shall we?"
"Do what?"
"You're so stupid for such a smart guy." She sighed playfully, giving him a kiss.
Q was to busy trying to get her outfit off to get more out than a simple "Hurm."
Helen watched him attempt to unhook her bra off and smiled. "Like this." She explained opening it the front as her breasts poured out. Vic gulped quietly and pulled her close, cupping them in his hands and making her moan in delight.
"I knew that."
Isabella yawned and turned, over trying to fall asleep.
She wondered why she was here. Uncle Ollie said that Daddy was doing the news and Mama was out tonight with some guy.
Bella frowned, she did not like that one bit. Mama should not be out with other guys, she should be out with Daddy. It didn't make a sense; Daddy loved Mama, Mama loved Daddy.
Well...Mama kinda just put up with Daddy, but that still counted in her book.
She sighed and rested her head on her hand, absently flipping through the TV channels after giving up any chance of sleep. If Daddy was doing the news, then she would watch it for once. The news may have been boring and Daddys' show came on way past her bedtime, but Daddys' show was pretty popular and even Mama admitted he was pretty good.
Bella frowned, that was weird; Daddy wasn't on. She checked the channel, this was his station, so why wasn't he broadcasting? She thought this over for a few minutes before shrugging it off and thinking of Mama. Who was she with tonight again?
Chuck, Chris, something with a C. It was. . .Charles, that was it! Why did that sound so familiar?
Hey, Daddy's name is Charles! Wait, Mama's with a Charles, Charles is Daddy's name. Daddy's not at work.
Were they out together?
Bella thought over this for a few minutes before deciding they must have been. But why lie?
She was wondering what they could possibly be doing when she heard a noise by the door. With a frown, she got up and tip-toed towards the sound, pressing her ear against the door.
Suddenly, she felt a something cold pressed to the back of her neck. "Ya' gonna want to be quiet now." A voice whispered ruffly. "Wouldn't want to cut your pretty little neck with this here blade."
She felt her blood turn cold but forced herself to keep her voice steady. Mama had taught her what to do if something like this happened. "Why?"
"Because if I cut you you'll get blood all over i-"
"No, why are you doing this?"
"You're a Bertinelli, you gotta go."
"Becuase of my name?"
"Because you're scum."
Bella flinched. "If you touch me I'll scream, Uncle Ollie and Aunt Dinah will hear it, and you'll be sorry."
"But if you make a sound, I'll kill you, so you're gonna be quiet and we're gonna go for a nice ride, okay?"
Trembling, she nodded.
Tony grinned. "Good girl."
"G-God." Vic panted laying back in the bed breathless.
"Not your God." Helen corrected giving him one more kiss. "Helena."
He smiled at her tiredly and pulled her close, kissing her forehead. "Amen."
Helena looked up at him, collapsed onto his shoulder. She was sweaty and sore, but damn did she feel good! "So I take it you enjoyed yourself?"
"Yes, of course, I mean tha-that was amazing." Q breathed.
"Definitely." She murmured, her mind still blown. "That was the best I've ever had."
"...Ever?"
"Mm-Hm." She nodded. "Don't you think so?"
"Well, yes, absolutely but...the best?" He asked hopefully.
"Even better then the time we broke the bed." Helen smiled.
"Oh." Q grinned, his chest swelling up with pride. Getting a compliment like that from Helena was huge.
Helen giggled softly and tiredly snuggled closer to him. "Mm...What are you thinking about?"
"You, us, sex...you know we probably made Bella in this bed." He said thoughtfully.
"Um, actually we made Bella on the kitchen table." Helen admitted with a smirk.
"Oh." He replied feeling exhausted.
"You're not falling asleep on me, are you?" Helen teased.
"Maybe. Depends on what we do next."
"Hmmm..." Helen murmured climbing on top of him. "Well...it has been seven years. We have a lot of making up to do."
"That so?" Q asked resting his hands on her thighs.
"Yep." She grinned dragging her nails down his chest. "A ton."
"And how should we do that?"
"How do you think?" She snorted giving him a kiss.
"Show me."
Helena woke up tiredly and looked around.
With a frown she realized she was the only person occupying the bed. She had a quick moment of panic thinking Vic had simply used her and started planning out how to get away with murdering him with her crossbow when the smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted her.
"I gotta learn to stop trying to kill people when I get upset." She murmured walking down the stairs after throwing on his shirt.
"You know I was going to kill you this morning." She yawned walking up to him.
"Well good morning to you too." He snorted pulling her in for a kiss. "What did I do now?"
"Nothing." She sighed resting her head on his bare chest.
Vic shrugged, not quite knowing how to respond to that. "Alright, then. Shall we have breakfast?"
"Mm, I'm still kinda hungry for dessert." She smiled.
Vic frowned. "We don't have any."
"That's not what I meant."
"Then what did you-Oh."
"You're lucky you're cute." Helena sighed in exasperated affection as she climbed onto the counter and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I'm cute?" Q said in surprise.
She rolled her eyes and kissed him deeply. "Adorable."
"Hurm, an adorable daughter, a beautiful girlfriend, and good looks. I'm a lucky man." Vic replied beginning to unbutton the shirt Helena was using as a nightgown.
"And don't you forget it." She smiled wrapping her bare legs around his waist.
Suddenly the door flew opened and Ollie and Dinah barged in the room.
"Bella's been-What the hell?" Dinah shouted as Helen and Vic broke apart in embarrassment.
Canarys' face turned red as she looked back and forth between the two lovers.
"What the fuck is going on here?"
A/N And. . .They're busted.
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