Chapter 3
Rating: Mature, NC-17. This part has an explicit scene of two women making love.
Spoiler: season 3 set after the finale, assuming that they got HG Wells back
Disclaimer: If I did own the rights to these lovely ladies they would have a lot more fun – trust me.
Summary: Flashback to Victorian London before returning to modern day Sanctuary. Myka and Helena have a talk, straightening things out. In between missions now, Helena and Myka spend some time with Helen Magnus at the Sanctuary, learning more about the place and the two Victorian women's past.
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Dr. Helen Magnus house, London, England, 1886
Helen Magnus turned and smiled at the young woman who was sprawled on her bed. Helena Wells' hair fanned on the white pillow below her head. She playfully stretched her leg in the air as she grinned at Helen.
"Come back to bed, Helen," Helena purred.
"Darling, Watson will be here in less than an hour. I need to determine the progress of our experiment prior to his arrival."
Helena pouted and kicked the sheet off her body. Magnus smiled fondly at her young lover. Taking a step closer to the bed she ran her fingertips up Helena's thigh.
"Oh, please," Helena said with a giggle and squirmed a little under Helen's touch.
Helen leaned down and kissed her. Curling her fingers around Helena's soft breast she brushed her thumb over a pink nipple, feeling it harden under her touch. As expected, Helena arched up under her hand, trying to increase the pressure. Helen slowly eased away and sat down on the bed, covering Helena with the sheet.
"If you get up, James will be delighted to see you."
Helena made a face and sighed. "I do enjoy our conversations, as you well know, but I far more enjoy your touch," she said and sat up. She moved closer and straddled Helen's lap. "I desire you Helen."
Helen laughed and ran her hands up and down Helena's smooth, warm back to finally cup her buttocks. Helena eased up on her knees and Helen slipped her hand between Helena's legs, cupping her sex.
"Oh dear, you certainly do," she said with a cheeky grin. "I do hope that you did not stain my dress, darling."
"You know as well as I do that my essence never leaves a trace."
Helena rocked against Helen's hand, pushing down. She whimpered as Helen pushed two fingers inside her. She moved faster and cried out softly when Helen touched her clit, sending her towards climax with alarming speed.
"So passionate," Helen whispered as she watched Helena's face as she came.
Helen cradled her spent lover against her, caressing her back, allowing her to catch her breath before she kissed her softly. She raised an eyebrow when Helena slipped off her lap to kneel on the floor.
"Stand up Dr. Magnus," Helena said in a husky voice, her smile speaking of mischief.
Helen chuckled and shook her head, but did as asked. Looking down at the endearing sight of Helena Wells gazing adoringly at her, she caressed Helena's cheek. Helena slipped her hands under Helen's skirt, caressing her legs, easing the skirt higher until she could push Helen's undergarments aside. Helen tossed her head back as Helena's tongue slid over her center.
Helena felt the tremble go through Magnus as she stroked her with her tongue. She grinned and repeated the touch. She wished that Helen had chosen pants and not a dress this morning, but there was not much she could do about it. She held the skirt firmly against Helen's hip while flicking her tongue over Helen's clit, tasting her, feeling her getting close. Moving closer still, she pressed her mouth firmer against Helen, sucking gently.
"Dear God!" Helen gasped and grabbed Helena's shoulder for support.
Helena stroked her faster, and Helen bucked against her as she came with a loud whimper. Helena touched Helen's sensitive folds achingly softly with her tongue, easing her down, prolonging the feeling as much as she could. Finally she moved away and let go of Helen's dress.
"Enjoy your morning with Watson," she said and got up, moving over to the wash table, soaking a washcloth in the now lukewarm water before starting to wash herself.
Helen just stood still in the same spot, trying to calm her breathing. She watched Helena intently. Her young lover seemed to be completely oblivious to her presence, now focused on her task at hand. Helen pressed her lips together as she stalked over. She grabbed Helena and turned her around.
"You learn much too fast the games of love, my dear," she growled.
Helena laughed and wrapped her arms around Helen's neck, kissing her firmly on the lips.
"Only because I love you so, Helen dearest."
Helen laughed and swept Helena up, putting her down on the bed, Watson all but forgotten.
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Myka blinked a couple of times as she woke up. A slender arm slung across her waist held her firmly against the warm body next to her. She turned around very slowly to face the woman sleeping soundly in her bed. Helena's face was calm in sleep, her dark eyelashes resting against her high cheekbones. A lock of hair curled over her cheek and it moved with each breath. Myka gently smoothed it away and watched Helena sleep.
When Helena stirred a short while later, her eyelashes fluttered briefly before Helena looked at Myka with slightly unfocused eyes. When she woke up enough to recognize Myka and their predicament she smiled, almost a little shyly.
"Good morning, darling. It appears I fell asleep in your bed."
Myka chuckled and nodded. "I guess you did."
Helena moved closer and brushed her lips against Myka's cheek. "Please excuse me for a moment."
Myka nodded and Helena slipped out of bed, grabbing her robe from the end of the bed. Myka leaned back against her pillow and stared up at the elaborate ceiling. She had shared a bed with Helena. She bit her lip to prevent laughing out loud with joy. She slipped out of bed as Helena appeared again.
"My turn," she mumbled and hurried past Helena.
"No dawdling," Helena said teasingly after her.
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Myka grinned at Helena as she slipped back into bed next to her. Helena jumped when Myka's leg brushed against her.
"Darling, you're freezing," she said upset. "Here, let me warm you."
Myka yelped when Helena pushed her leg between hers and then ran her warm hand up and down Myka's thigh. She swallowed and bit her lip as her cheeks turned pink.
"Helena," she whispered. "This is very intimate."
Helena's hand stilled on Myka's thigh and Helena looked up at her. "And you do not welcome it?"
"I do," Myka mumbled. "But I don't think that I'm the one you really want to share a bed with."
"Why in the world would you say that?" Helena said upset. "Did I not tell you last night how absolutely enchanting I find you, darling?"
Myka smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I guess you did, but you also told me that you love Helen."
"I do love Helen, but perhaps I did not make myself clear," Helena said, resuming her gentle stroking of Myka's thigh. "Our time as lovers is long gone. She has someone else in her life now."
"Oh, Helena," Myka whispered and pulled Helena close, just holding her.
"I am very happy for her actually."
Myka pulled back and half leaned on her elbow as she looked at Helena. She ran her fingers through Helena's hair watching her smile at her. When Helena gently pulled her down for a kiss, Myka did not protest. She sighed as the warm feeling spread through her body. Helena's lips were soft and warm and the kisses were achingly sweet.
"God, Helena," Myka whispered when she finally eased down next to Helena again.
Helena playfully fanned herself and then laughed. Myka grinned and pulled her closer. They both jumped when Helen's voice echoed in the room.
"Good morning Myka, I hope that I did not wake you," Helen's voice said loud and clear on the intercom on the nightstand. "Breakfast is served in the dining room, if you're interested. Take a right out of your room and you will reach the elevator. The dining room is on the second floor. Oh, and can you please tell Helena? There was no answer in her room."
Myka looked at the machine to figure out how to answer it. Pressing the button she spoke into the machine.
"Good morning," she said. "Helena is here. We will be down in a couple of minutes." She let go of the button and waited.
"Wonderful! I will see you then."
The machine clicked once and then the room was silent. They looked at each other and then burst out laughing. Helena moved closer and kissed Myka's cheek.
"I better go and get ready," she said reluctantly.
"Do you want to shower first?" Myka offered. Helena shook her head. "Okay, I'll be fast," Myka said and smiled.
"Do want company?" Helena purred.
Myka blushed and grinned. "Then we definitely won't make it to breakfast in time."
"You are of course right," Helena said with a deep sigh. "Perhaps tomorrow?"
Myka gently pushed her out of the bathroom and into her own room. Helena turned around and pulled Myka close for a searing kiss.
"Just so you remember me fondly while taking your shower," she purred and closed the door on the slightly shocked Myka.
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Helen had given the two agents a full tour of the Sanctuary. Myka was in awe of the facility and its purpose. The mermaid in particular had her spellbound. Helena seemed thoughtful and not as surprised as Myka. However, when they reached Helen's lab, Helena got a look in her eyes that made Myka chuckle. Helena bit her lip and grinned at her.
"I'm sorry."
Helen put her arm around Helena's shoulders and smiled at her. "I know your fondness for my lab. You may come and visit here any time you like."
"Thank you, darling."
Myka smiled. She had started to notice the small nuances that indicated a deep fondness between the two Victorian women, but not necessarily romantic love. Her feelings for Helen Magnus had definitely changed in the last couple of hours, Myka acknowledged.
"Helena, I think I'd like to get a head start on our report. Why don't you spend some time with Helen in the lab? Perhaps you'll learn something?" She said the last couple of words in a teasing voice.
Helen laughed as Helena's eyes narrowed and her fists settled stubbornly on her hips. She had seen the pose before.
"Learn something?" Helena huffed.
Myka grinned and took a few steps towards the door. "Um hum."
Helena made a face and then turned to Helen as Myka left the room. Glancing around the room she took in the equipment and her mind almost started to spin with the prospect of discovering how to use all the equipment.
"Come darling, let me show you what I'm working on at the moment. I would truly value your input on the matter."
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It had not taken Myka very long to finish the report. She finally saved her file and closed her laptop. She looked around the room and felt almost giddy at the amazement surrounding her. Helen Magnus had brought them to the library during the tour earlier in the day. Myka remembered gaping in awe of the woman's collection. Pushing her chair back she got up and slowly perused the shelves.
When Helena joined her an hour later Myka was curled up in a comfortable armchair reading, a stack of books on the table next to her. Helena smiled at her and sat down on the armrest. She gently tilted the book to read the title and chuckled when she recognized her own work.
"Miss me that much, did you darling?" she teased.
Myka lowered the book and grinned at her. "I can't believe how many first editions she has."
Helena shrugged. "You have to keep in mind that when she acquired them, they were just newly published works, sometimes by fairly unknown authors."
Myka nodded and ran her hand over the book in her lap. "Like the real HG Wells."
"Exactly."
Helena eased down in the chair next to Myka draping her legs over Myka's. She laughed at the surprised look on Myka's face. Helena leaned closer and kissed her slowly and thoroughly, leaving Myka trembling and staring wild-eyed at her.
"God Helena," she said and her voice broke a little. She cleared her throat.
Helena leaned her head against Myka's shoulder and sighed contentedly. Myka absentmindedly stroked her hair, basking in the warm feeling of being this close to Helena.
To be Continued…