Chapter 2
Rating: Mature/NC-17 (do not read at work)
Spoiler: season 2 I guess, but not really, unless you count "HG Wells is a woman"
Disclaimer: If I did own the rights to these lovely ladies they would have a lot more fun – trust me.
Summary: Helena invites Myka to attend the Annual Halloween Celebration in Univille. Inspired by watching the Dresden Files with Claudia, Helena requests that Myka dress up as a Vampire.
Enjoying the festivities in Univille, Myka introduces Helena to a new type of bar, before taking her beautiful date home for more delightful discoveries.
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Helena lost interest in the Halloween celebrations almost instantly. It was just one loud cacophony of noise as kids ran around yelling 'trick or treat' and half drunken young men tried to get lucky.
Myka, sensing Helena's mood change, took her hand and led Helena down the street to a small bar. They stepped inside and Helena thought she had been transported to a different world. The bar was warm and the music loud. People were dancing and laughing, and they were all in costumes. As Helena scrutinized them more closely she noted with an intrigued raised eyebrow that several of them were dressed quite daringly. She chuckled when she spotted a young man dressed up as a woman. A quite beautiful woman at that, she noted amused.
Myka watched Helena while ushering her over to the bar. She knew that Helena was taking in every aspect of the place and the patrons. HG Wells' brilliant mind never stopped working, processing new information, to make sense of her surroundings, while possibly also plotting and planning her next move, Myka thought to herself. She leaned across the bar and shouted her order to the smiling bartender. A moment later two red drinks were placed in front of her. Myka handed one to Helena and grabbed the other.
"I hope you like it. It's their Halloween Special," Myka explained and wrapped her lips around the straw.
Helena smiled and bowed her head. She raised her glass to her lips and tasted it. She nodded her approval and moved closer to Myka as she again took in the crowd.
"What type of establishment is this?" she asked curious.
"It's a gay bar."
"Aren't all bar patrons gay?" Helena asked with a chuckle, finding Myka's comment strange. "Is that not why you decide to go out for a night on the town?"
Myka smiled fondly at her. "Sometimes you are just too adorable," she mumbled.
Helena's eyebrows shot up and she laughed. "Adorable? No one has called me that since I was a child. I've been called many things, but not adorable."
"Well I find you adorable," Myka said and gently smoothed Helena's hair away from her cheek. "Look, Helena. I know that gay means happy in general, but these days it's also the more generic term for someone who is attracted to the same sex. If you tell anyone that you're gay, they will not assume that you're happy, but that you're in fact attracted to, in your case, women."
Helena's mouth curled up on one side and she tilted her head looking intently at Myka. "Very interesting. So I should refrain from telling Artie that he looks gay on a good day?" she teased.
"Yeah, that might not be a good idea," Myka said and coughed as she got some of her drink down the wrong pipe.
"Duly noted. So, am I to assume that all these people are in fact attracted to the same sex? That they are homosexuals?"
Myka laughed and shook her head. "Sorry. Well, I would never assume anything. Most people probably are, but not necessarily everyone. I'd like to say that anyone who comes to a gay bar would be open-minded enough not to get upset if hit on by a member of the same sex."
Helena frowned. "I would most certainly be upset if a woman hit me," she muttered.
"Hit on, as in show interest in," Myka explained close to Helena's ear. Feeling brave she ran one of her fangs along the edge of Helena's ear. "I highly doubt that anyone would be so stupid as to hit on you tonight when you're here with me," she purred.
Helena swallowed and stared at Myka. "Are you hitting on me?" she asked, trying out the new expression.
Myka laughed, her eyes tingling. "We're on a date, aren't we? I think that means that we're past the hitting on. I'm merely staking out my territory."
"Is that so? Well, darling," Helena said and lifted Myka's drink from her hand, putting it down on the bar counter. "Then I believe that you owe me a dance."
Myka bit her lip as she watched Helena's shapely hips while following Helena to the dance floor. She noticed the beautiful laced back on Helena's coat for the first time and made a mental note to compliment Helena on it later. Helena stopped and Myka's hands instinctively grabbed her by the hips to prevent from barreling her down. Helena leaned back against Myka, shooting her a dazzling toothy grin over her shoulder.
Myka stepped onto the dance floor and allowed Helena to pull her close. To her surprise Helena pulled her hard against her and swept her around the floor. When the music changed, Helena slowed them down. Myka felt Helena turn her head and realized that she was watching the other people on the dance floor, taking her cue from them. Myka swallowed when Helena curled her arms around her neck, and brushed her cheek against Myka's as she whispered in her ear.
"I believe I really enjoy this dance."
"Yeah," Myka whispered.
The two swayed to the music, lost in their own little world. When the song ended Myka led Helena back to their spot in the back. She smiled at Helena.
"What is it that you find so amusing, love?" Helena wanted to know.
"Nothing. I'm just glad to see you enjoying yourself."
"Your company is always enjoyable," Helena purred. "Except of course when you're pointing a gun at me," she said and pursed her lips.
Myka laughed out loud. Helena grinned at her, her eyes twinkling. Myka stepped closer and ran a finger down Helena's cheek in a gentle caress.
"You are so beautiful, Helena."
Helena smiled and took Myka's hand, pulling her closer until she could wrap her arms around Myka's waist. Looking Myka in the eyes she leaned closer. Not until she could feel Myka's breath against her lips did her eyelids flutter shut.
Myka sighed as Helena's lips pressed against hers in a soft kiss. She pulled her closer and gently sucked on Helena's lower lip before brushing her lips over Helena's mouth. Helena whimpered softly. Myka could feel it, more than actually hearing it. Her eyes flew open when Helena abruptly tore her lips away from hers. Helena appeared to be slightly upset. Myka reached out to touch her, but Helena pulled away.
"What's wrong, Helena?"
"I kissed you," Helena mumbled and quickly glance to the right and the left to see if anyone had watched them kissing. "People might have noticed. I don't want to cause you harm."
"What are you talking about?" Myka said with a confused frown.
"Kissing a woman," Helena tried to explain. "In public."
Myka smiled and gently pulled Helena closer. "Is absolutely fine in a gay bar, Helena. Look around."
Helena did, trying not to be too obvious. Her eyes widened when she spotted two women kissing on her left. She touched her neck and took a deep breath as she watched the erotic display.
"Oh dear," she whispered.
"So, you see, it's not a big deal here."
Helena turned the other way and gasped when she saw a tall handsome blond man dressed in leather kiss a striking young man dressed like a tribal warrior.
"Two men kissing in public." Helena stared at Myka. "Back in London they would probably have been arrested and gone to jail." She looked at the two men again. "And kissing an African man on top of it. It would have been quite scandalous."
Myka smiled and played with a lock of Helena's hair. "Many things have changed for the better. Still, those two would probably not be kissing in a restaurant, or a straight bar."
Helena nodded in understanding. "Even though mankind has come a long way, it is far from equal." She chuckled as something occurred to her. "Woolly would've enjoyed this place."
"Woolly?"
"Agent Wolcott. He was my partner when I worked for Warehouse 12."
"He was gay?" Myka said surprised.
Helena shrugged. "I caught him casting glances at dashing young men on more than one occasion." She turned and faced Myka, placing her hands on Myka's chest. "And he was a frequent weekend guest of Mr. Wilde's."
"Mr. Wilde, as in Oscar Wilde?"
Helena nodded and laughed at the flabbergasted look on Myka's face. She moved her hands over Myka's chest to finally settle around Myka's neck.
"I introduced them to each other," she explained. "So, darling, where were we?"
Myka laughed and allowed Helena to pull her down for another kiss. The kiss turned into another and another until Helena tentatively stroked her tongue against Myka's lower lip. Myka groaned and pulled Helena closer, almost lifting her off the floor in an attempt to bring them closer.
"Darling, it appears that you are quite well versed in the seduction of women," Helena teased.
"It's happened," Myka mumbled and pulled Helena closer for another kiss.
Helena allowed the kiss for a moment before she, to Myka's unhappy protest, pulled away again. Helena chuckled and took Myka's hand.
"Perhaps we should continue this in a more private setting? I feel this need to be alone with you, darling. If that is acceptable of course."
Myka laughed and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds great actually."
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Myka was quite proud of her own self-restraint, only speeding a little on the way back from Univille. She parked next to Pete's SUV and smiled at Helena. Helena hopped out and dashed around the car to help Myka out. Myka grinned at her.
"Miss Wells, you are quite the gentlewoman."
"In the presence of a lady, always so."
Myka inhaled deeply through her nose and grabbed Helena, pushing her against the side of the car kissing her. Helena giggled and pulled Myka closer, but when Myka pulled her shirt free of her trousers she stopped her.
"Darling, as lovely it is to have an encounter in the dark, it is a bit chilly out here, don't you think?"
Myka laughed and bit her lip. "Come."
Myka almost dragged Helena upstairs. Helena followed her with an amused look on her face. Once inside Myka's room she opened her mouth to comment on it, but when she noticed the look on Myka's face, she slowly closed it again. The intensity in Myka's eyes, and her smile; it was almost feral. It reminded Helena of their earlier encounter, before leaving for Univille.
"Do I need to worry about my wellbeing, darling?" she purred.
"Not as long as you are being good," Myka whispered against Helena's neck. "Very good."
Myka ran the fake vampire teeth over a sensitive spot on Helena's neck causing a slight spasm and a gasp. She chuckled and touched the spot with her finger, before curling her fingers around the back of Helena's neck, pulling her close.
The kiss was not gentle, but Helena understood its message loud and clear and she welcomed it eagerly. She ran her hands up Myka's back, and then back down to gently caress her buttocks. Her touch drew a deep moan from Myka. Helena pulled Myka against her and took a step forward, pinning Myka against the wall.
"Helena," Myka gasped. "Bed."
"What a wonderful idea," Helena said with a grin. "Will you perhaps allow me to disrobe you before?"
Myka blushed and nodded. She swallowed as Helena knelt in front of her and touched her legs.
"God Helena."
"You have gorgeous legs darling," Helena purred and ran her hands up the outside of Myka's thighs. "Oh dear," she mumbled and laughed, delighted, as she ran her fingertips over the straps holding Myka's stockings up. "You indulge me with some of the delights of the past."
"I'm glad you approve," Myka said, her voice a little hoarse. "Now will you please hurry up?"
Helena chuckled and gazed up at Myka while running her hands over Myka's bare thighs, now and then pulling at the straps and the garter belt.
"All in good time, darling. Please do not interrupt my delightful discovery."
Myka sighed and her eyes narrowed. Leaning against the wall she put one long leg over Helena's shoulder. Helena grabbed on to Myka's legs as it caused her to almost lose her balance. She flicked the clasps holding Myka's stockings up open with ease. Myka smirked a little and rubbed the back of her high heeled shoe against Helena's back.
"Good girl," she teased.
Helena shook her head and slowly eased Myka's stockings down the leg that still rested on her shoulder. Myka moved and Helena pried the shoe off of Myka's foot. Her eyebrows shot up at the sight of it.
"Lovely choice. I have admired these myself."
"Some other time, Helena," Myka muttered, slightly annoyed with the interruption.
Helena slipped the stocking off all the way and lowered Myka's bare foot to the floor, briefly noting the red toenails.
"Beautiful," she whispered.
Stockings and shoes removed Helena rose from the floor. Seeing the need in Myka's eyes she grabbed her by the side of her neck and crushed their lips together. Myka whimpered and curled her leg around Helena's hip. Helena trailed her fingertips over Myka's leg, pushing the dress up higher.
"Take it off," Myka whispered against Helena's lips.
Helena took a step back and pushed the dress up over Myka's hips and over her head. She gently dropped it on the chair next to the door all while gazing at Myka in awe.
"You are exquisite," she gasped.
Myka smiled. "Then touch me. Show me."
Helena took a step back taking in Myka's underwear. Myka was wearing a sinful matching set in black silk and lace. A black garter belt rested on her slim hips, the ties now dangling empty. Helena ran a slightly trembling fingertip along the edge of it. Finding the clasp, she opened it and it fell to the floor. She ran her hand up Myka's side and back to find the clasp to Myka's bra. Her hand fell when Myka stepped away.
"Not so fast," Myka purred. "You are definitely overdressed Helena. I suggest that you get out of your coat."
Helena chuckled and bowed her head. She eased the long coat off her shoulders and draped it over the chair that held Myka's dress. She started to unbutton her vest, when Myka's fingers stopped her.
"Let me look at you."
Helena's arms fell to her sides and she proudly raised her chin. She stood absolutely still as Myka circled her, touching her shoulders, her arms, her hips before finally facing her again. Helena tilted her head. Myka nodded and Helena's fingers went back to unbuttoning her vest. Placing it over her coat she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, turning away from Myka. She grinned when Myka grabbed her shoulder swinging her around.
"You want to watch, dearest?"
Myka nodded and swallowed as more and more of Helena's body was revealed as Helena opened each button. When the shirt finally hung open, Myka stepped closer and put her hands inside the shirt, brushing it over Helena's shoulders and down her arms. It silently fluttered to the floor.
"So beautiful," she whispered as she took in Helena's body.
She gently traced a small scar on Helena's arm. Grabbing Helena by the hips she yanked her close and kissed her. Placing a trail of soft kisses down Helena's neck she gently bit her shoulder. Helena hissed and Myka took a step back, grinning at her. Myka rested her fingers on the waistband on Helena's trousers for a moment before snapping the button open and sliding the zipper down. Moving closer she slipped her hands inside and grabbed Helena's buttocks.
"Dear God!"
Myka laughed and kissed her as she pushed the trousers down Helena's legs. She felt Helena kick off her boots and then step out of her trousers. Myka walked backwards until she hit the bed. She sat down and held out her hand. Helena balanced on one foot as she removed her socks while keeping eye contact with Myka. Finally Helena was standing in front of Myka, dressed only in her underwear. Myka trailed her fingertips down Helena's legs, and up behind her thighs until she could again cup Helena's butt.
Having had enough of Myka's teasing, Helena gently grabbed Myka's shoulder and pushed her down on the bed before she quickly straddled her. She laughed at the surprised look on Myka's face.
"I like your style, Miss Wells," Myka purred.
Helena bent down and kissed her, teasing Myka's lips with the tip of her tongue. She felt Myka move her hands from her hips and up her back until she found the clasp on the bra.
"Please," Helena whispered against Myka's lips.
Myka flicked the clasp open with a practiced move of her wrist. She pushed the straps down Helena's arms before pulling it away. Helena sat up and eased off Myka. She stretched out on the bed smiling at Myka.
Myka sat up and removed her bra, flinging it on the floor. She bit her lip as Helena's fingers went to her underwear, slowly easing them down until Myka could see a hint of Helena's pubic hair.
"Oh God."
Helena chuckled and quickly finished removing her underwear. She stretched out again, playfully touching the headboard as she squirmed a little on the bed. When Myka did not move, Helena gently rubbed her foot over Myka's thigh.
"Please get undressed and come here, love."
Myka took a shaky breath and slipped out of her underwear. Crawling across the bed she stretched out on top of the smiling Helena. Helena wrapped her legs around her and laughed with joy.
"God I'm lucky," Myka whispered before kissing Helena.
Helena pushed up against Myka trying to get closer. Myka tore her lips away from Helena's when she felt just how ready Helena was. Helena bit her lip and smiled cheekily at Myka. Myka ran her hand over Helena's breast watching her bit down harder on her lip. She twirled the nipple and Helena's eyes fluttered closed.
"Dear God," Helena whimpered when Myka's lips closed around her nipple, sucking gently. "Myka darling, I fear I will spend too soon," she mumbled.
Myka let go of the nipple with a soft pop. She gazed at Helena's beautiful face. Her cheeks were flushed and her neck and upper chest were quickly taking on the same shade of pink. Helena's breathing was fast and she trembled a little under Myka's hand, which still rested on Helena's chest.
"Of course," Myka said softly. "You've not been with anyone since back then."
Helena nodded, her eyes still closed. She whimpered softly when Myka resumed her gentle caress of her breasts.
"Helena," Myka said. "Look at me." Helena opened her eyes and smiled at Myka. "Watch what I'm doing."
Helena swallowed as Myka's hand moved down her side and across her stomach. When Myka ran her fingertips over her thigh, Helena moved her legs, inviting her to touch her. She gasped when Myka cupped her sex.
"So wet," Myka purred. "So sexy."
Helena sighed and a shiver went through her body as Myka's fingers sank deeper, sliding across her slick heat, so slowly, so wonderfully. She cried out softly and her body arched when Myka entered her with two slim fingers. She tossed her head to the side, biting her fist as Myka stroked her so achingly slowly.
"More," she whispered.
Myka added another finger and ran her thumb in a teasing circle around Helena's clit. Helena had been so close it only took a few gentle caresses to send her over. She cried out and pushed up against Myka's hand.
"Yes, oh God, yes," she whimpered.
Myka watched Helena intently. As soon as Helena's orgasm subsided she pushed her fingers deep inside her and held them still. Moving a little she blew at Helena's sex, making her tremble again. She flicked her tongue over Helena's clit causing a groan. She repeated her touch and soon she made Helena come again. This time with a loud yell, as Helena clamped tightly around Myka's fingers. Not until she relaxed completely did Myka slide her fingers out of her. She moved up to take Helena in her arms, and was surprised when Helena grabbed her and rolled her over. They looked at each other and laughed.
"You are a delightful lover, Myka my darling."
"If you enjoyed it so much, maybe you could…"
Helena cut her off with a searing kiss. She pushed her leg between Myka's, pulling her hard against her as she rocked them gently on the bed. Myka whimpered and pushed against Helena. Before she could get any relief, Helena moved again. She covered Myka's chest with kisses, circling her belly button with her tongue until Myka was uttering one obscenity after the other. Helena chuckled and kissed her way down first one, then the other of Myka's thighs. Looking up at Myka she spread her legs almost roughly and pressed her lips against Myka's center. Myka cried out and shook. Helena sucked on Myka's clit while flicking her tongue against it. When she felt Myka getting close she let go and kissed her way up Myka's stomach and chest.
"No!" Myka whimpered.
"Hush, darling," Helena cooed.
Helena sat up and pushed Myka up to a half-sitting position against the headboard, before sitting down between Myka's legs. She gently pushed Myka's knees up, slowly stroking Myka's thighs in a teasing caress.
"What do you want, my darling?" Helena whispered against Myka's lips.
"I want you inside me," Myka growled. "I want you to fuck me."
Helena laughed and ran her hand up the inside of Myka's thigh again. She stroked her a couple of times causing soft sighs and moans from Myka's lips. She slowly eased her fingers inside Myka.
"Harder," Myka panted.
Helena added a finger and pushed into her. Myka pushed against her as she wrapped her arms around Helena's shoulders. Helena leaned forward, pushing Myka's legs up further as she filled Myka. She ran her thumb over Myka's clit.
"Dearest Myka. Sweet, sweet Myka," she whispered in Myka's ear. "Let go, and I will catch you. I always will."
Myka bit down on Helena's shoulder as she came. She thought she heard Helena cry out, but she was so wrapped up in her release she did quite understand why. When she finally relaxed and gasped for air she fell back against the headboard. As her hands fell from around Helena's shoulders she noticed the two bright red marks on Helena's shoulder where she had bit her.
"God Helena, I'm so sorry."
Helena withdrew her fingers from their snug prison and wiped her hand on the sheet before snuggling up next to Myka. Myka shivered at the loss, and pulled Helena close.
"Don't fret darling. It was quite thrilling to experience your release. I almost spent again from your little love bite, my sweet one."
Myka laughed and nodded. She gently pried the fake vampire fangs off of her teeth and put them on the nightstand. Myka kicked at the comforter and moved so she could pull it over their bodies.
"Come here," she said and pulled Helena to her. "Let me give you a real kiss, without danger."
Helena giggled and moved closer. "Darling, no matter if you are wearing vampire fangs or not, your kisses will always be dangerous. Deliciously so."
Myka laughed and snuggled closer to Helena under the comforter.
THE END & HAPPY HALLOWEEN