The sound of rain hitting the cold surface of the window woke Helena up from her peaceful sleep. She heard a thunder strike somewhere in the distance as she slowly cracked an eye open, her cheek pressed onto something warm. She moved her head up a little, looking at the clock standing on the bed side table. She blinked a few times, trying to remember when she purchased a digital clock, and realized she was not in her room. This was clearly not her bed...
"Myka..." She whispered ever so softly as she looked up at sleeping woman, illuminated by the dim light of the room. Her eyes roamed over the slightly parted lips, her nose, the light frown of her eyebrows, the curls spread around her head on the pillow. Images of last night ran around Helenas mind as a smile appeared on her lips and she pressed a feather light kiss on the exposed skin of Mykas stomach. She felt a heat radiate through her body as her lips lingered on the soft flesh and she pushed herself up on her hands, hovering above the sleeping beauty.
The thunder outside seemed to become stronger and stronger with every passing minute, but was still not strong enough, nor loud enough to overcome the sound of Helenas heart beating in her chest as she moved herself up, stopping just above Mykas sleeping head, her eyes falling on those sweet pink lips. Part of her wished too watch her sleep peacefully for hours, and the other part, the part that caused her to bite down onto her own lip was yearning to kiss her, to touch her, to worship her. She could not remember the last time she wanted someone so much, needed someone like she needed Myka.
She leaned down closer, pressing a feather light kiss and inhaling a soft breath from her lips. She closed her eyes as she brushed her lips over her nose, her forehead, moving slowly over her cheek down to her neck, her nose tickled by Mykas soft curls and the familiar scent of something sweet rushed thru her body, her eyes snapping open with realization.
"Apples?" She whispered to herself as the body underneath her stirred a bit in her sleep. She knew what smelling apples meant with the Warehouse, she knew how that will effect her, and she was as terrified as she was excited about it. She saw hope in Myka. Hope for happiness, hope for a life she had lost a century ago. But most of all she saw love; she saw everything she ever craved for in life in her, and that scared her to death. Life is never as simple as it seems and once you are just out of reach of something you wish for, when your fingertips are brushing lightly over it, it gets torn away from you. She knew that all good things come to an end, and so will this.
She took one last calming breath, as she shook of the dark cloud of thoughts in her mind and leaned down again, kissing Mykas lips slowly, tracing her tongue over her bottom lip as her one hand held her balance, and the other moving slowly over her stomach.
It seemed as the agent was fast asleep, and a simple kiss would not wake her up. Helena placed small soft kisses down her jaw, her lips tracing over her neck as she put her attention to the tempting spot just under her ear. She scraped her teeth over the soft skin, nibbling on it gently as she felt two hands tangle into her hair, lightly pulling her head up and away from the neck.
Her eyes locked with dreamy green ones, and a sleepy smile was shining up at her. Helena looked hungrily at those smiling lips and launched herself onto them, capturing them in a deep and needy kiss. She sucked in Mykas surprised gasp as their lips crashed and felt her relax underneath her a second later, as she bit down onto her lip, tugging on it and sucking it into her mouth, moving her leg over her, straddling her waist.
Helena sat up, breaking their kiss and looking down at Myka breathless, a light smirk forming on her lips, but her eyes were showing a million different feelings at the same time. She let her hands travel over Mykas torso, licking her lips as her mind was searching for something to say. She wanted to say something, she needed to say something, but before words could have left her mouth she felt Mykas lips on hers once more.
Myka saw her struggle, she saw her mind was desperately looking for something, for an explanation, an answer, a question, a word perhaps that would stop this moment. And she did not want anything to break this, not even Helena herself. She wanted her from the moment they met and she would not let her stop, she would do anything to keep this moment going for as long as she could. She knew that something will happen in the next few days, she didn't know what, nor did she wanted to know about it right now. All she wanted was Helena.
Helena instinctively brought her hands around Mykas neck and pulled her as close as she possibly could, all thoughts and fears vanished away as their lips crashed together in a hungry kiss. Mykas hands traveled up and down her torso, her fingertips burning on Helenas skin with need. The moment her hands tried to sneak lower, she was pushed back onto her back, a hand pressed onto her chest and a smirk hovering above her.
"My turn." Soft lips pressed onto her neck, teeth scraping the sweet skin, biting and nibbling as a hand traveled up and down Mykas stomach, nails lightly scratching over it.
"I wanted to do this for such a long time." She positioned herself a bit lower, her leg moving between Mykas legs, pressing her thigh against her center, feeling her wetness and heat radiating against her skin as she rubbed up and down slowly, eliciting moans from the woman underneath her. She moved a hand down between their bodies and slipped two fingers inside her wet folds, the feeling of Myka around her fingers overwhelming all of her senses.
She desperately wanted more and more of her as she kept thrusting her fingers deeper and faster, her lips crashing onto Mykas, sucking in every breath, every moan and word that escaped her lips.
It didn't take long for Myka to come undone around her fingers, squeezing her thighs together around Helenas hand, trapping her there a moment longer, her heavy breathing slowing down as she wrapped her arms around Helenas back, and pulled her closer, needing to feel her skin pressed against hers.
"Wow...just, wow." She laughed at herself for her sudden lost for words and felt Helena giggle in her arms. She pressed a soft kiss onto the soft raven hair as Helenas hand finally moved from between her legs and slowly let it travel up and down her stomach. Her fingertips were feather light against her warm skin and she felt herself being pulled back to sleep, hear eyelids heavy, and a small smile plastered on her face.
The rain outside was coming to a stop and after a few peaceful moments of just laying in Mykas arms Helena finally decided it was time to sneak out and do what she had to, to protect the Warehouse, her friends, and most importantly...the woman she fell in love with. Myka.