Barbara had awoken finding Helena deeply asleep curled up at her side. After Helena had taken a warm bath, she had a bit of trouble convincing Helena not to sleep on the couch. She had refused saying she didn't want hurt her because she was healing. Finally she had convinced her to stay with her. She had fallen asleep almost immediately. She had barely slept the last days and was tired.
And it had all been her fault.
Caressing the brunette's hair, she inhaled deeply. She wanted to turn the time back and change all the mistakes she had done and that had hurt the young girl.
She kissed the brunette's forehead and stood up. She wanted to surprise her with a warm coffee, she was still feeling still a bit sore, she stood up slowly.
The city was just waking up. The sky had a color half lit red-gold from the sun's rays. It was a cold but nice morning.
She opened the curtain and spent several minutes enjoying the view through the small window. New Gotham seemed to be more alive, more bright. It was as if that morning was different from others.
Being with Helena made her look at things in a different way.
After preparing a warm coffee, she prepared a second cup and took the tray to the bedroom. Helena, half asleep, sat up in the bed and turned to see her.
"Morning" Barbara greeted. Helena looked adorable dressed in a white light cotton t-shirt, that let her view her small but firm breasts and white under wear. The brunette's hair was still mussed, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"You are here." She smiled.
Barbara was gorgeous; incredibly beautiful she never could feel tired of looking at her. An overwhelming need to touch her, to trace her body with her lips, taste her, invaded all her senses and body.
"Of course, don't tell me you can't remember anything." Barbara said amused.
"I thought for a moment I had dreamt about you coming back to see me last night." Helena said removing the blankets covering her legs. "But when I smelled you on the blankets and the coffee, I knew you really are here. Your brain can't start working if you don't drink a coffee first."
Barbara chuckled. "True, bad habit, I prepared coffee for you, I thought you would need it and the morning is beautiful." She was distracted, watching with pleasure as Helena stood up and stretched leisurely, extending her arms to their fullest, rotating her neck. It was a feline display, and… entirely seductive.
Heavens.
She didn't even think Helena was aware of her sensuality, she had no idea how attractive she was as she stretched, she was damn sexy and she moved unselfconsciously in a way that left her panting.
She wanted touch her.
"Do you want coffee Hel?" Barbara took the brunette's hand. She looked into blue eyes that seemed capable of seeing directly into her soul. Those eyes offered her absolution from all her past wrongs.
The young woman let her fingers caress long red hair. She was stunning with the sun's rays catching her hair.
Barbara felt her eyes glowing.
"No, I want you." Helena pulled Barbara gently to kiss her. Barbara had expected a light brush of lips in greeting, but what she received instead was a very passionate kiss. Helena's tongue wasted no time in entering her mouth and all Barbara could do was take it relaxing into the caresses. Feeling her soft lips and tongue was erotic in a way she hadn't experienced before.
She pulled away just a fraction of an inch to breathe, and the movement of her lips just barely brushed against Helena's. Just the brushing of their lips across one another's was erotic, overwhelming.
"I love you." Barbara whispered the words Helena would never tire of hearing.
"You are so beautiful." The brunette whispered moving back a few inches, she caressed the redhead's face. Barbara looked over at her young partner. Desire was clear in Helena's eyes, but there was more: love.
Helena nuzzled her lips against Barbara. She trailed her lips down her jawbone. Helena felt a glowing heat begin between her legs. She was aroused.
"I think I need a cold shower…" she said breathless.
"Maybe I can help you." The redhead brushed her lips against her eyebrows.
"You are still healing Barbara…" Helena closed her eyes trying to remain in control but Barbara was not helping so much with her soft lips over her skin.
"I don't care." Barbara pulled gently her neck up to bring her for a kiss. Their lips met softly, the redhead enjoyed the sensation of having her mouth pressed against Helena's. Then she parted her lips and tasted the inside of the brunette's mouth.
Helena gently pulled on Barbara's tongue to draw her in deeper and the redhead willingly complied with the silent request.
Barbara loved covering Helena's mouth completely, she wanted more, her hands clutched at the sides of Helena's head and held her still, while she used her tongue, lips, and teeth to devour Helena's mouth.
She didn't know how, but she suddenly felt the back of her knees against the mattress. Slowly, she was pushed down. Helena blanketing her with her thin form. It made her whole body shiver in pleasure.
"You are so beautiful." mumbled the brunette looking in emerald eyes, her pupils glowing to feral. Barbara moved her arms around the young woman's neck and pulled her down to kiss her again.
Helena let her hand map the redhead's side moving down, until her thigh, she pulled it up against her side and caressed it with the tip of her fingers with slow and teasing movements.
Helena moved carefully, so sinuous, as a wind making the redhead senses ignite. Barbara moved her hands below the brunette's t-shirt and traced the strong muscles on her back. Helena moved slowly down, so damn slow. Barbara was sure she was torturing her. Helena was soft as a breeze over her body, knowing where and how to touch. Making her feel sensations in places she never thought would be that sensitive.
She pulled Barbara's head up for a deep kiss and slowly rolled making her back rest against the mattress.
Her arm moved to her lower abdomen mapping her abs, her back hand caressed below a firm breast before letting her fingers touch a hard nipple. She pressed it gently making Barbara moan in pleasure. It encouraged the dark haired woman to envelope her breast with her palm and knead it.
Helena closed her eyes trying to absorb all the sensations flowing over her body.
When Barbara felt Helena's warm breath over her nipple, she thought she would go insane.
Helena bit through her t-shirt but it was brief, she wanted more.
"Your mouth Helena…" she gasped holding her head between her hands.
Helena pulled down Barbara's shirt and kissed the tip of her beast. She traced slow circles around it before covering it with her mouth and sucking slowly. The brunette felt her clit throbbing harder against her, now wet, underwear.
With her other hand she covered Barbara's other breast and pressed her palm hard against it. Barbara felt lost under Helena's touch, soft whimpers echoed in the room, encouraging Helena to keep up her gentle ministrations, teasing, licking, caressing her chest with mouth and fingers.
Helena's hand moved below and cupped the redhead's warm center. Barbara moaned under her touch.
The brunette pressed her palm against it before she moved her hand making soft circles.
The young crime fighter purred enjoying the taste of the woman she loved so much. It was salty and sweet, a mix that made all her body tremble in excitement.
Barbara was with her, she was loving her. As she released her breast, she realized she wanted more and took the other soft mound in her mouth as her hand moved below and cupped Barbara's warm center.
The redhead arched her back feeling Helena's fingers on her. The brunette began to move her hand slowly, tracing teasing circles over the soft cotton of her underwear.
Helena growled excited when she felt Barbara began to rock her hips against her hand. She was looking for her touch. It was beyond all her fantasies.
She moved up and kissed the redhead. Moving her hand up, she felt the bandage over her waist. She brushed her lips against the redhead's eyelids and resting her knees at the sides of the other woman's torso, she moved back trying to control her breathing.
"…I don't want to hurt you…" Helena whispered.
Barbara's answer was to cup the brunette's head between her hands and pull her down to steal a deep kiss. Without breaking contact, the redhead's hands moved toward the brunette's t-shirt and pulled at it, forgetting all about good manners and finesse, surprising the young woman. She wanted to feel her skin under her fingers and, at the same time, she tried to be slow and gentle. She never thought she would feel that need to touch, to feel the other woman.
Helena moved back gasping to take oxygen. She didn't know Barbara was that demanding, she grinned at her.
She liked it.
Barbara sat and removed her own tank top with a single fast movement while the young woman still sat upon her lap. Helena's pupils glowed. She stared at Barbara's nude torso open mouthed, wow, she was gorgeous. It was a porcelain statue, a surreal vision, she extended her hands and traced Barbara's lower breast, her eyes following the movement of her own hands, the feeling of that soft skin was incredible, slowly she moved up to her sides and to her shoulders. Her hands stopped at the redhead's neck and her blue irises meet verdant green eyes.
Barbara wrapped her arms around the young woman's torso and lifted her head to kiss the brunette holding her against her. Feeling the young woman's nipples against her skin was electrifying.
Barbara softly tasted Helena's sweet mouth again as her fingers traced the strong muscles on her back. She felt it trembling under her light touch. Her hands moved making soft circles lower until she found the edge of her underwear.
"You need to remove this." She husked trapping between her teeth her chin.
"You are overdressed too…"
"I asked first." Barbara said smiling to her.
"I have a better idea."
"What's it?"
"Turn over…"
Barbara did as she was told. Helena kneeled, resting her legs across Barbara's thighs and leaned to kiss the back of Barbara's neck.
"You have a sexy neck."
"And you have a very skilful mouth…"
"Years of practice… for you." Helena purred in her ear.
"Practice…?" Barbara asked trying to organize her thoughts, it was difficult think with Helena touching her like that. She felt a sudden stab of jealousy "…with who?"
The brunette bit her lobe gently, and rubbed her breast against her back, she didn't want Barbara thinking right now and besides, the sensation was wonderful and the trembling of the redhead's body under her made her know she was enjoying it too.
"I love you…" Helena growled snuggling her nose in soft red hair and began to trace her back with soft kisses moving down slowly, tracing her muscles with her fingers and tongue.
The brunette took her time exploring, touching every corner of the other woman's skin, she wanted to memorize each inch, taste her, keep that moment forever.
Barbara heard a guttural moan that, to her surprise, was hers. She felt she could combust right there, Helena was doing marvelous things to her body, was touching her as no one had done before. Helena was really turning her on, she was making all her body shiver, taking her time discovering, tracing every inch of her skin. Her tongue laved her lower back with languid strokes; her hands moved smoothly over Barbara's rear sending erotic jolts to all her nerves.
Helena's hands found Barbara's cotton underwear and pulled it down as she removed her own.
The brunette kissed her buttocks and rubbed her face against firm thighs. She let her hands touch and trace her buttocks and kissing her spine she began to trace a journey to her neck with languid and soft strokes of her tongue, she let her chest rub along the redhead's back making her moan in pleasure…
"I always thought your butt was fake." She purred at Barbara's lobe.
"What?" green eyes blinked.
"Your butt looks fantastic in your Batgirl costume." Helena bit her neck "It thought it was fake…"
"Fake?"
"Well, it is too beautiful to be natural." The young woman smiled.
"Well, it is pretty real." Barbara turned her head and found amused feral eyes. Helena was so beautiful…
"I just noticed… and I love it." Helena snuggled her nose against her.
Barbara turned rolled over and put the brunette with her back at the mattress.
"My turn…" Barbara whispered as she let herself fall slowly over the other woman's body resting between the young woman's legs. She claimed Helena's mouth. She wanted to consume her, drink her, be inside her skin, her mind. She bit the young woman's neck hard making the brunette growl.
The feeling of a woman's body below her was very different than a man. The skin was soft, the lines of her body delicate; Helena seemed have a thin body, fragile, but it wasn't, it was firm, she could feel strong muscles making the touch of her skin an incredible experience. She moved back a few inches and rested her palm over Helena's left breast closing her eyes letting her senses discover the new sensations that were enveloping her.
She pressed her hand harder against the soft mound and the moan that escaped from her young lover was the most erotic sound she ever had heard. It encouraged her to press her hand against her again and lower her head closer.
She opened her mouth and inhaled deeply. She never had been with a woman, this was different and she felt amazed by her own reaction. Barbara then felt Helena's hand over her head, she pushed her softly down, toward her nipple.
"Please Barbara…" she murmured.
She let her young companion guide her and she enveloped the hard peak between her lips, tugging gently and touching it with the tip of her tongue. Helena trembled under her touch and moaned. She began to work slowly on that sensitive part of the young woman's body and her delicate first strokes turned to an overpowering need to take her, to mark her as hers.
Breathing heavily the brunette let her free hand trace the side of Barbara's body, caress her hair, her back. Barbara was gorgeous, the vision of her mouth over her chest turned her on like hell. She couldn't hold herself anymore and pushed her hips against Barbara's body...
Barbara moved and pushed her warm center against Helena. She rested her body between the brunette's legs and pressed her lower body against Helena's.
Both moaned under the sensation.
They began to move slowly against each other.
The only sound she could hear was her heart beating faster in her chest and her gasping sounds. They kept rocking for long minutes, enjoying the friction of their bodies together.
The dark haired woman moved up and gently bit the redhead's lips. Barbara's arousal filling her nostrils had her out of her mind. Barbara was hers. Barbara loved her.
Helena turned the redhead on to her back trying to find a better position. She mounted the redhead's thigh as her hand slipped to caress soft red curls. Barbara's hips jerked.
"I love you." Helena mumbled kissing her and moving her hand, explored the junction between her legs.
The redhead closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure and began to move in rhythm with the brunette's hand. Helena's eyes glowed to feral overwhelmed by the vision of Barbara arching her torso in pleasure. She was so beautiful… she wanted to love Barbara. She wanted take her slowly to the edge and come with her in a mind numbing orgasm.
Helena licked Barbara's nipple laving it tenderly with her tongue before enveloping it with her lips.
"Helena…" Barbara mumbled.
Helena tried to memorize every sound she made, she licked the small drops of sweat from the hollow between the redhead's breasts, she lifted her head to find green irises full of desire, desire for her.
"I want to be inside you." The brunette whispered biting her lower lip.
"Please Helena." The redhead answered wrapping her arms around her neck to kiss her.
Barbara arched as she felt a delicate finger moving inside her; Helena's eyes dilated at the vision of Barbara so lost in pleasure. She began to move slowly.
Barbara trembled under Helena's possessive grip on her; she knew how to touch her, how to awake every nerve in her skin, it was as if the young woman could be inside her soul and know which buttons to press to take her to heaven.
Helena's mouth pressed against her demanding entrance, the kiss this time was not gentle, it was hard, rough, as if she wanted to consume her, take her air, her life with her. Her hand moved a second finger inside and increased the tempo of her movements making the redhead hold her thigh against her and bit her shoulder hard as Helena pressed her center against her thigh.
Barbara moved her right hand to Helena's back to press her harder against her.
This was something she never had felt, all her body was on fire, her mind lost in the pleasure of being in the arms the woman she never thought could love her that much.
Feral eyes fixed on the redhead, Helena trying to control herself and not come too soon, she growled noticing the pupils of her loved one were dilated. Barbara was immersed in a wave of pleasure, she was close and looked so damn beautiful.
"You are mine…." her mouth took the redhead's to drink the sweet nectar of her lips as she felt her body explode, strong muscles pressed against her fingers and Barbara cried feeling her world explode.
Helena couldn't hold back anymore and both came in a mind numbing and intense climax that made the brunette howl; a white light filled her mind and there was not sound around.
The silence filled the room.
Barbara didn't know how long she was out, when she opened her eyes the room was quiet, the curtains closed and she couldn't say what time it was. She never had experienced something like that, she still felt dumb but full, alive. It took her a few seconds to organize her thoughts and remember where she was, to recognize a soft vibration over her chest.
She lowered her head and found Helena's head resting on her chest purring, with a possessive grip around her waist, she was deeply asleep. She smiled and moved her arms around her inhaling deeply of her hair before rubbing her face against the soft dark curls.
The young crime fighter, opened her eyes sleepily. She moved her head lazily and rubbed it against the redhead's chest. It was marvelous to awake surrounded by Barbara's scent and enveloped in her arms. She had dreamt many times about it, but this was beyond her best dreams.
"Hi lazy cat." Barbara whispered.
"Hi…" Helena moved her head up to kiss the redhead's lips softly. Barbara returned the tender caress. She never thought making love was so different from just having sex. It was overwhelming and out of mind, she definitely wanted to do it again.
"It was marvelous." Green eyes filled with love fixed on blue eyes. Helena was so beautiful, she caressed her cheek with her the back of her hand.
"You are amazing." The brunette rubbed her cheek against her hand.
"I'm not sure if I did it OK… I don't have experience with girls."
"Is much better. You are incredible." The brunette leaned and kissed her and let her hand caress her nude torso, she didn't feel tired of tasting her, touching her. The sensation of Barbara's nipples against her skin made her libido increase to high levels again.
Barbara broke the kiss and fixed her eyes on her. "Hel, you said… 'years of practice', years of practice with who?"
The brunette's answer was to kiss her jaw and move slowly down as her hand kneaded her breast.
The redhead gasped closing her eyes. "Hel, don't try to distract me… Who… Who did you practice with?"
"I'm busy…" the brunette grumbled moving down.
"I'm serious Hel." Barbara took her face between her hands and pulled her to her vision level.
Blue eyes appeared behind dark bangs. "Is that important right now?"
"Well… I just… "
"Barbara…" the brunette's hand moved over the redhead's lips "You are my life. You are the first woman I've made love to. I couldn't live without you."
"Why did you always push me away then?"
Helena snuggled close to her and buried her head in her neck. She took long seconds before finally answering: "I was afraid to love you."
"Why?" Barbara's hand scratched her scalp.
The brunette loved that touch. "Because I knew that if I fell in love with you I couldn't go back."
"And is that bad?"
Helena lifted her head and looked her amused and moved her hand down, "You ask so much…"
Barbara gasped when she felt Helena's hand on her sex. She closed her eyes and moved her head back under her gentle touch.
"I want to feel you again." Helena whispered kissing her jaw.
Barbara's answer was to trap her lips in a deep and sweet kiss.
The redhead was in front of her computer, staring at the monitor with her cheek resting on her palm. She had shared a wonderful day with Helena and she had wished it would never end. They had spent all day just loving each other.
She closed her eyes, she could still feel Helena's hands on her, she had been so sweet, so tender. It had been marvelous. She felt like a teenager.
A teenager in love.
She smiled.
She checked her watch, she couldn't believe she had done it again. She and Helena wouldn't see each other until night as the brunette had to work at the bar. The day seemed be moving slowly.
Knocking on the door awoke her from her thoughts.
"Come in." she said adjusting her glasses and leaning to her keyboard.
"Excuse me, a messenger brought some flowers for you Miss Gordon." The secretary said smiling opening the door.
"Oh, that's nice, come in." the redhead moved back in her chair.
Her eyes opened wide when she saw four guys walking inside carrying the biggest flower arrangements she had ever seen.
The secretary pointed to the table in the middle of the office.
"You can leave it there." And pointed at a shelf against the wall "And there too."
The redhead looked quizzically at her secretary who just shrugged her shoulders.
"What's this?" she asked standing up, not understanding.
"Mr. Brixton is very nice."
Barbara took the small envelope and opened it. There were just two single words. 'Love you. H.'
A big smile painted her face.
"It's not Wade. We already broke up." The redhead moved toward the arrangement and smelled it. They were her favorite flowers.
"I'm sorry."
Barbara smirked. "I'm not." All right, enough was enough. She picked up her coat and bag. "I must go out, call me if it's an emergency"
"Sure. Will you come back?" the woman asked.
"I don't think so."
Helena gave a glass of scotch to her client. The place was full, it seemed the cold outside made people drink a lot. She took her cloth and cleaned two more glasses and prepared two more beverages. She turned and gave them to her customers.
She bent and looked for more glasses.
Today seemed be different, it was as if everything had a sense in her life. It was as if everything had a special brightness.
She was in love.
Being in love was fantastic. She could now see the truth inside her, she had always loved Barbara, ever since the first time she saw her after her recovery. When she was coming down the manor stairway and Barbara stood there looking amazing in a tight, dark green dress. Her laugh was sunshine.
At the same time she felt so hurt, that she hated her, but it was not hate, it was love and fear to accept it.
"Hi beautiful," a known voice at the counter was heard "What would you suggest for me to drink?"
The brunette lifted her head and felt surprised with her unexpected visit.
"Dr. Quinzel?"
TBC
