She had forgotten what a tease he was. Forgotten how soft and sweet he could be when she needed more. And for everything she had forgotten, he had no trouble recalling how to torture her.

"And do you remember that time in Oxford," Nikola smirked between kisses "I convinced you to let your hair down?"

Helen whimpered. She was beyond words, and at this point, it was just bragging.

"Because I do!" Nikola crowed.

He kissed in sets of three. (When he wasn't sneaking a kiss like in Rome, and when she didn't control the kiss like just before the destruction of the Old city Sanctuary.) Nikola gave her three kisses at a time. One on her neck, one on her nose and then a long searing kiss on the mouth. Given time he would work his way down her body. It drove her mad, and he knew it.

Which was part of the problem.
Most of the problem really.

"And do you remember that Christmas we all went to your house. And John started that food fight?"

"As I recall Nikola, you started the food fight." Helen managed to say between moans. "When you decided to try out your British insults on him"

"Well he was the one who said I had to learn better English. And he threw the first drumstick." Nikola gave up on his relentless teasing and lay on the bed beside Helen, his fingers absently playing along her ribs. "But what I can't for the life of me recall.."

Helen groaned. her torment had only stopped because he wanted a serious answer.

"Is any reason the pair of us shouldn't date. I love you, you love me.."

"I never said I loved you Nikola" Helen blurted.

Nikola chuckled darkly and placed his fangs next to her pulse. Helen trembled with anticipation.

"You didn't have to. I'm the one you've always come to. After John, after James, when Nigel left..when you lost Ashley" Nikola hugged her a little tighter. "Even when you were thrown 113 years. You sought Me out."

"I needed your expertise." Helen offered lamely. "I- I needed a friend."

Nikola shook his head. "Will is your friend. Henry is your friend. James was. You. Love. Me."

Helen closed her eyes and shook her head. He was right of course.

"I like your new bedroom, by the way." Nikola rested back on his elbows. "Very medieval. Royal blue and scarlet. Nice combination. Nothing against the occasionally yellow curtains of the old room. And that blanket felt quite soft. I would have liked at least once-"

Nikola was cut off as Helen tackled him to the bed, kissing him on her terms. It was neither fast nor soft, but she poured herself into it. She entwined her tongue with his,savoring the taste of his sweet wine flavor. They had an eternity and damned if she wasn't going to use it.

"I do love you Nikola." Helen gasped "I was afraid to tell you because I lose everyone I love. and I can't lose you."

Nikola smiled and caressed her cheek. "You haven't lost me" He promised. "You never will"


thats that and my experiment failed. But this was fun :) lemme know what you think!