Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.

They all belong to their rightful owner: Craig Bartlett.

Title: "Blackmail toy"

In the last chapter of "Blackmail toy": After having Aaron calm Arnold down about his big night with Helga, the girl in question finally arrived. It was for both of the blondes to contain themselves through the evening, as the air was thick with the sexual tension between them. Finally, Helga declared she'd go up to Arnold's bedroom and wait for him. After some frantic cleaning up, and straightening of his clothes and hair, he finally took ahold of the door handle and walked inside…

Author's 1st note: Sorry! In the end, I couldn't bring myself to write the last chapter yesterday… I was way too tired xD I also needed to prepare for my first school day :P

Chapter 41: "Don't you think that I am?"

With a deep breath, Arnold took ahold of the door handle and slowly walked into his room. With something resembling veneration, he peeked his head into his room and noticed the dim light in there. It was mostly only the stars through his skylight which were lighting up the room, though that was actually enough for him to see the most important thing in the room; Helga.

Arnold could see the silhouette of the girl on the bed, sitting on the bed with her legs slowly dangling back and forth outside of it. Her arms were stretched down along her slim body, making her hourglass figure that much more obvious. He narrowed his eyes a bit, hoping for whatever she was wearing to become more obvious.

Arnold recognized the black straps; he had seen when Helga had walked out of the kitchen, but now he could see what they were holding. Covering her breasts was some sort of dark pink fabric going all the way down to cover her hips and the top of her thighs. Over the pink silk was some sort of black laces, creating a romantic pattern of flowers on her body.

Oh, Jesus… Arnold thought inside his head in awe. His eyes went half-lidded and yet he felt really shy, when the goddess like girl stood up from the bed and walked closer to him. Without a word, she laid her hands on his shoulders and gave him a feathery kiss on his lips. He moaned towards her mouth, but she pulled her lips away while she lifted her right leg to rub it against him.

"I guess I don't have to ask what you think about what I'm wearing?" Helga wondered aloud as she felt Arnold's obvious erection inside his jeans. He instantly flinched away from her in embarrassment, but she had foreseen this action and was holding him by his belt to stop him from getting away. "Oh, no, you don't. No running away."

"I-I'm not running away, Helga, I'm just - - mm!" Arnold gasped inside Helga's mouth as he felt her tongue searching for his. He closed his eyes and surrendered to the pleasure. Her hands started roaming on his scalp, making his entire being shake because of the shudder going through him. As she kept kissing him, she started pulling him with her.

"H-Helga…" Arnold muttered in the kiss, but Helga didn't let him finish his sentence, before she started to gently bite at his lower lip; that simple motion almost sent him over the edge. His lips followed hers as he felt them disappear. When her body vanished from his, he opened his eyes and saw her lying on his bed in front of her, with a shy, yet predatory and adoring smile. When she extended her arms towards him, he couldn't help but jump on top of her.

Arnold was practically ravaging Helga at this point, forgetting all about his surprise for a few seconds. All he could think about was her slender body beneath him, her legs which kept wrapping themselves around his waist and pulled him so dangerously close to her pelvis. "W-Wait, Helga." He then begged as he remembered his surprise and leaned back a little.

"Why?" Helga asked in disappointment and tried to steady her breath, since Arnold was obviously going to pull back for whatever reason. "I… I, uh…" he gulped a bit, feeling really nervous about this. It's ok… I know her; she'll think it's mushy, but she'll also think it's cute. I know her… He assured himself and then smiled at her. "I have… a girlish fantasy too, you know?"

Helga blinked a couple of times, before she snickered as she sat up. "Now, why doesn't that surprise me?" she wondered aloud, before she kissed Arnold's lips again. "So, what is it?" she asked, as she bit at her lower lip. He really didn't want to move away from her, but he chose just to get his surprise quickly and then return to her as fast as possible.

"I-It's really something silly. I didn't plan it or anything, but when I went by the shop, I just thought of you, so I…" Arnold muttered a bit, before he went quiet as he focused on trying to find the small bag he had hidden in his drawer. "Who's the one doing the nervous rant now?" Helga asked teasingly, which made him relax a bit.

Arnold then turned around, obviously hiding something behind his back. "Close your eyes." he requested. Helga rolled her eyes with a sigh, but did as requested anyhow. She could hear him approach her and felt his lips touch hers. For a second, she expected there to be something in his mouth, but nothing; it was a simple kiss. Not that there was anything wrong with that.

When Arnold's lips were gone from her own, Helga felt something tickle at her shoulder. She flinched a little, as she felt the same feeling at the other shoulder, then her chest, her cheek and even on her hair. "Arnold, what are…" she started out by saying, not capable of having her eyes closed anymore, and then her face showed a surprised expression.

Arnold was currently just smiling lovingly at Helga, as he was letting some pink petals fall on top of her. When one landed on her cheek, she grabbed it gently between two fingers and looked at it in awe. "Arnold… wha… what is this?" she asked in wonder and looked at him with a confused smile. "As I said… a girlish fantasy." He explained as he let the last petal fall. "I went by Mrs. Vitello's flower shop today and she had a big bouquet of pink roses in her window. I couldn't help myself…"

"But… why?" Helga asked in wonder as she looked around on the bed, which was just as covered in those beautiful, pink petals as she was. Arnold shrugged a little as he sat down on his knees in front of her. "Helga… even if I did enjoy the first two times we did… well, that… then I wanted this to be special, since I had the chance. I wanted to do this right. I wanted this to be a perfect memory."

Helga was touched, so very, very touched. She almost felt like crying from this familiar kindness and goodhearted nature. She wanted to drown him in kisses so badly… but she still had something she had to say, before she did so. "Arnold…" she said gently as she put her hands on his cheeks. "As kind… adorable… and romantic this gesture is… and no matter how much I love it… then I don't need these to make this a perfect memory."

Arnold's eyes went slightly wide at that. He didn't say anything though, as Helga continued. "I've been dreaming of this moment since I first fell in love with you… Well, since I knew this kind of moment could exist to be exact. It'll be perfect, Arnold, and you know why? Because I want you, and I know that you want me, and that's all I really need… I don't want some pretty memory. All I want is you."

Arnold could almost feel tears prick at the corner of his eyes, and he probably would've started crying a bit, if Helga had given him a few more seconds to comprehend her words. She laid her lips against his, and kissed him with so much love and adoration, that he almost felt drunk when she moved away again.

"… You're amazing… you know that?" Arnold asked dazedly, causing Helga to smile broadly. "I think someone might have told me that at some point." She answered with a smirk. "But I seem to have forgotten his name… Some football headed kid, I think, who's got big, blonde tuffs of hair, eyes as green as the forest and - - "

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Arnold interrupted and clashed his lips against Helga's. His kiss was almost feverish, which made her gasp a little bit. She kissed him back hungrily and moved her hands to his neck. She loved the angle they were in, and it seemed like he didn't really mind it either, since he was in the perfect height to kiss her breasts.

Helga gasped at the only slightly familiar feeling of Arnold's mouth against one of her breasts. She had wanted to feel that ecstasy against ever since he had dared to kiss her on her chest at her party. She knew her breasts and neck were sensitive places and she was starting to suspect that he knew that. Either that or he enjoyed it as much as she did.

Helga could feel Arnold's arm snake behind her waist, and gasped a little in surprise when he pulled her closer to him and to the edge of the bed. With a sly smirk, he started to kiss just beneath her chest, going down to her navel and even kissing her on her thighs. He had been about to pull up at her nightgown, until he felt her hands on his shoulders.

"Not fair… I'm already the more naked one." Helga muttered with a slight pout, which caused Arnold to chuckle a bit, as he stood up again, wrapping his arms around her waist as he did so. With a small gasp, she wrapped her legs and arms around his body, as he turned the both of them around, so that he was now sitting on the bed, and she was straddling him.

"Then let's change that, shall we?" Arnold suggested, before he kissed the corner of Helga's mouth. Oh, so he wants to play, eh? Well, you just got yourself a really powerful enemy, my beloved. She smiled slyly at him, as she started to pull down on his shirt. "Helga, what are you doing?" he asked in wonder, as he felt his arms tighten into his body. "Oh, I just thought this could be fun…" she answered and let her fingertip slide down his now bare chest. "It kinda resembles a straitjacket, doesn't it?"

Arnold looked down at his almost tied-up body and then quirked an eyebrow. "You calling me crazy?" he asked with a bit of sarcasm to his voice. "Well… you are in love with me, so…" Helga answered and then let her teeth grab his earlobe. He gasped at the feeling of slight pain, which actually just made the pleasure greater. How was that possible?

Arnold turned his head around to kiss Helga's cheek. In surprise, she turned her face around too and their lips touched each other's. Despite the slight surprise, they both started kissing each other fiercely, their tongues fighting for dominance over the other. It was safe to say, that he was more than a little surprised, when he felt her grab the back of his head and pull him away from her.

"… Oh, forget it. I can torture you some other time." Helga declared, forgetting her former plans about bittersweet torment against Arnold and started to unbutton his shirt to let him loose. He didn't have a clue to what she had meant about torture; all he knew was, that after she had opened his shirt, he practically attacked her, using his arms to wrap around her shoulders and throwing her back onto the petal-covered bed.

Helga gasped for only a second, before she started whimpering at Arnold touching her breasts. She didn't even know that she was doing it, but her bittersweet torture did happen; through that continuous sway she did against his pelvis, which almost made him lose his mind. He went towards the hem of her nightgown and started pulling it up. She arched her back to help him, but was surprised to feel her nightgown stop around her elbows.

"What is it with you and leaving clothes half on?" Helga asked, barely noticing that she was half-naked at this point. "I don't know. Maybe I just wanna punish you for planning to torture me in the first place?" Arnold suggested with a sly smirk, before his mouth went down to bite gently at the flesh at the start of her breast.

Helga gasped loudly at that and even tried to wiggle her arms out of her nightgown – which she hated at that very moment, mind you – but it was a vain attempt. "Arnold!" she whimpered and instantly gained his attention. She pouted and frowned at him at the same time, and he couldn't help but just smiling lovingly at her. "Oh, all right… since you let me go too." He replied to her unsaid question and started pull at her nightgown.

As soon as Helga's arms were free, she wrapped them around Arnold's neck, pushing him to the side, so that she landed on top of him. He sneaked his arms around her waist and just held her there, loving the feeling of her body on his. She was smiling lovingly at him, and it wasn't until she moved a little closer to his lips, thereby gliding her body against his, that he started to feel her hardened nipples against him.

In surprise, Arnold gasped a bit and turned to look towards their chests. He could hear Helga giggle a little at him, as she pulled back a bit to sit up. He gulped, as the goddess above him, sat on top of his member and smirked down at him. "Like what you see, football head?" she asked with some sort of fake innocence in her voice. All he could do was gulp again, and nod shyly.

Helga felt elated by such a small motion and couldn't help but smile at him. "Well, I like what I'm seeing too… You really are handsome, Arnold." She said a little shyly and bend down towards him, purposely bucking her sex against his as she did so. It was obvious for the blonde girl that she had made the blonde boy shy, and she therefore simply kissed his collarbone, as if that was putting the cherry at the top of the dessert.

Arnold's body flinched a little at Helga's gentle kiss, but also arched his back a little as if to beg her to continue. "Seriously…" she whispered as she kissed him slowly from his collarbone, to his Adam's apple and to his chin. "I could… just eat you… up." She finished with a kiss on his warm, moist lips and she could hear him growl at the back of his throat.

Helga hadn't expected Arnold to grab her shoulders firmly and then turning the both of them around, now with him on top of her. "I'd rather eat you up." He whispered in her ear and bit gently at her earlobe, though he felt embarrassed to boot at what he had just admitted. First, she gasped at the feeling of his teeth on her flesh, but then she opened her eyes in surprise at his offer.

When Helga didn't answer him, Arnold pulled up a little to look at her with an crooked, unsure smile. "Does that make you uncomfortable?" he asked gently, awaiting for her answer. She looked like she thought about for a second, before she blushed heavily and then shook her head. "Not uncomfortable… Just… shy." She answered with a gulp and started to rub the palm of her hand against her temple with an embarrassed smile.

Arnold eyed Helga for a second before he got an idea. With a soothing smile, he wrapped his fingers into hers and laid his palm gently against hers. She looked at their hands a little oddly, until he moved their hands up to his chest to make her feel his heart. Her eyes widened a little as she felt how hard and fast it beat against the back of her hand.

Helga couldn't help but smile at Arnold with so much love and awe. "Thank you…" she whispered and moved their hands to her mouth to kiss the back of his hand. It had been such a simple, cute and almost elegant gesture; and it had made his heart beat with excitement. He lowered down to kiss her lips once more, before he continued his task.

Arnold gently kissed Helga's jaw, her throat, the middle of both her collarbones and between her breasts with butterfly kisses, which most of all made her whole body tingle with excitement. When he reached her stomach, she arched her back a little because of how much it tickled, but she did her best to stay put; especially when he untangled their hands. That was when she felt she had to grab the sheets beneath her to be somewhat calm.

As Helga was sure Arnold was about to remove her panties, she felt both his hands suddenly pull at both of her breasts. She gasped a little, but couldn't help but giggle at the motion; it was obvious how much he was trying to make her relax, and it worked. He slid his hands slowly down her whole body, making her shiver a little beneath him.

When Arnold finally reached Helga's panties, a somewhat out of character idea occurred to him. He was pretty sure it could go under the category of 'making Helga more relaxed'. Gently biting down to the hem of her panties, he started to pull them down her legs. "Arnold!" she gasped in a mix of surprise, wonder and giggles. She hadn't even been able to say his name properly, that's how such a simple motion turned her on.

Arnold chuckled a bit next to Helga's legs as he threw the panties down on the floor, somewhere close to her nightgown. "I couldn't help myself…" he said as he position himself above her legs, which were pulled firmly against each other. "You never could, huh?" she asked with a sly smirk, thinking that his small, dirty tricks were over at this point. "No," he said with a smile, laid his hands on her knees and pulled her legs roughly apart. "I guess not."

"Arnold!" Helga shrieked in awe, before he started to chuckle and positioned himself between her legs to kiss her. She sighed through her nose as what should be a somewhat familiar feeling – but still felt so new and exciting - went through her. She did gasp loudly though, when his lips vanished from her lips to go to her right breast.

Helga pulled her legs around Arnold at the intense feeling and thereby pulled him a little closer and she felt his jeans against her. The somewhat rough fabric actually felt rather good against her naked sex and she couldn't help but start to buck against it.

Helga could feel Arnold's heavy breath against her chest; he obviously liked that feeling as well. "What are you doing?" he asked with a slight chuckle, as she kept moving him against her. She shrugged as she deliberately panted against his lips. His mouth almost crashed against hers as she give a very rough push to end her teasing. "All right," he said, and give her lips a firm lick. "I'll get on with it."

Though it hadn't been Helga's one true intention, Arnold did move down towards her sex once again. What she hadn't expected, but started to suspect when she saw that sly smirk on his face, was for him to pull her legs up to place them on his shoulders. "Arnold! Th-That's way too - - Ah!" she gasped when he gently kissed her just above her clit. Oh, who cares, let him do this the way he wants to… She decided and then just went quiet – well, relatively quiet.

Arnold positioned himself, so that his chest was against the sheets, Helga's legs over his shoulders and his face positioned between them. Instincts, instincts… He reminded himself and started by placing gentle, feathery kissed on her hipbone, her thighs and even at the pit of her stomach. He noticed how much she was shivering as she moaned heavily. I wonder if she's reacting like this because I'm really teasing her… or if she's still a little scared?

Arnold lifted his head to look at Helga. Her chest was moving up and down rapidly, and she was breathing heavily, and her face… her face was completely relaxed, her open mouth being an exception. He smiled a little. I guess it's the teasing… He decided and then gently kissed her clit. She gasped in a high-pitched voice and her hand went automatically straight to her mouth.

Arnold snickered at the image and pulled his face away from Helga's pelvis. "What are you trying to be quiet for?" he wondered aloud, making her blue eyes look at him. "I-I don't know…" she admitted behind her hand and then removed it. "I guess I… For a second, I guess I was just wondering when your family would be home?"

Then Arnold remembered that he had never told Helga about them being all alone the whole night. "Oh! Well… don't worry about that." he answered sweetly and sneaked his way out of his personal Helga prison in-between her legs. "Huh? Why?" she wondered as his mouth was laid against her ear. "They won't be home until tomorrow." He whispered into it.

Helga's eyes went wide at Arnold's answer. She lifted her hands to put them against his cheeks and she pulled his face away from her, so that she could look at him in disbelief. "You threw them out?" she asked with a skeptic frown. "No!" he answered with a snicker. "They're going to a restaurant at the other side of town. They'll be spending the night at a hotel."

Helga blinked a couple of times before she growled at Arnold and then smacked the back of his head. "Get down there, you stupid football head, and I'll change the 'being quiet' thing." She said with a mocking pout. He chuckled at her and bit a little at her lower lip to string her along a little longer. "Yes, ma'am." He answered before he went back at his former position.

For a second, Helga regretted her order, because the feeling of Arnold's tongue against her sex was almost too much for her to bear. She tried to breathe regularly, but every time she thought she had herself under control, he made some new stunt, which just made her breath get irregular once again. My God! This is both amazing and completely miserable!

Helga wasn't sure why she had done, what she did, but at some point she noticed that her hand had gone straight to her left breast. I'm not sure if I'm trying to reach for my heart or something… She wondered in her mind and then just shook her head, as she kept holding her breast in her palm. She noticed that when Arnold did something new or something making her erratic, she involuntarily squeezed her breast. What am I using it for, some sort of stress ball to calm myself?!

Arnold decided to try to look at Helga, mostly to just see how she was feeling despite her moans being an obvious answer to that question, and noticed her hand against one of her breasts. With a smirk, he let his left hand reach for her right breast, still having his shoulder beneath her leg. Whoa! How long are his arms anyway?! She thought, mostly because she felt frustrated about how he had misunderstood what she was doing. Then again, who wouldn't have misunderstood?

"Oh, God…" Helga muttered as everything just came crashing down on her. Arnold's tongue and sometimes even his teeth against her sex, his hand fondling one of her breasts and her own hand even helping along… it all became too much. "A-Arnold, you have to stop…!" she said pleadingly and shook a little.

Arnold lifted his face and panted a little before he spoke. "Why? Am I hurting you?" he asked. "Well… n-no, but, uh - - " Helga answered, but was interrupted by him. "Then…" he said and went to gently place his teeth around her clit. She gasped loudly at that and her legs start shaking like if she was in the middle of an earthquake. "Pl-Please… I, uh… I don't think I… Oh, God… Arnold!" she shrieked as she felt her eyes roll back in her head, her hips buck against his face and her whole body just shattering at the intense feeling.

Helga finally grabbed Arnold's head to remove his heavenly tongue from her and she looked at him with slight accusation in her eyes. "Why didn't you stop?!" she asked in embarrassment. He panted a bit, having felt almost as if she had choked him just before, though mostly it was because of that lovely gasp she had made when she came. "I just…" he said, then sighed a bit and moved up to hover above her, her hand still cradling his hair. "I just wanted to… to hear that again."

"Hear what…?"

"That… sound you make, when you climax… I wasn't hurting you, so I… I thought it was… Did I hurt you?" Arnold asked with a nervous gulp. Helga just sighed and pulled his lips close to hers. "You idiot." She said, as if that was a proper answer and clashed her lips against his. He was a little surprised at how little she cared about where his mouth had just been, but in a way… it was oddly erotic how little she cared.

When Helga's lips let go of Arnold's, she smiled at him. "You didn't hurt me… I'm just really embarrassed now… Y-Your head was down there, when I…" she didn't dare to finish her sentence as her whole body simply went scarlet red at the sheer memory. "Oh… sorry." He answered with a smile and laid down beside her, obviously not all that sorry. "But you did the same thing to me some days ago, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember!" Helga answered with a chuckle and punched Arnold's arm lightly, as she turned around on her side and laid her head against his shoulder. The shoulders her legs had just been on, she remembered and blushed a little again. Oh, God, I wonder if I'll ever be not nervous around him? Maybe that's just part of being this much in love…? She wondered with a happy smile and snuggled a little closer to him.

"Just give me a second to relax, then we can continue." Helga whispered into Arnold's ear and gave him a teasing lick in front of his ear. She loved how such a simple thing could make him gasp in pleasure, and he even turned his head around to kiss her. It was more gentle than she had expected though and perhaps even a little hesitant. "Are you sure you want to continue?" he asked gently.

Helga frown in confusion and used her elbow to sit up properly. "What?" she muttered in surprise, and noticed how Arnold was nervously biting his lip. "I was just wondering… we started dating only yesterday… You sure you want to do this? I mean, we aren't going to fast?" he asked softly. I can't believe it; the football head is still nervous. She thought inside her head and almost wanted to scream at him.

"Going too fast?!" Helga repeated it in incredulity, making Arnold's eyes pop open a little. "Arnold! We've been in love for thirteen fucking years! Since we were three years old! With everything that happened only this one month, you honestly think we're going too - - mm!" she gasped, when he lifted his hand, pulled her down to his lips and kissed her fiercely.

When the long, fierce kissed ended, Helga almost gasped when Arnold's lips let go of hers. He was smiling at her with so much love and adoration, that she almost blushed at that intense stare. "If you're ok with it… then I'm ok with it." He announced happily and pulled her down for another kiss. He could feel her teeth against his lips as she giggle and he let go of her to give her a questioning look.

"You really need to start thinking for yourself, football head…" Helga explained with a giggle. Arnold shook his head at her in mock annoyance, grabbed her wrists and turned them around, so he was on top of her. "Being in love with you…" he said and let the tip of his nose hit hers. "Don't you think that I am?"

"Hey…" Helga muttered with a slight pout, which quickly turned into a giggle as Arnold kissed her forehead gently. She lifted her face to kiss his wonderful mouth and grabbed his neck with her hands and his body with her legs to pull him closer to her. This is it… They both thought in sheer happiness as they knew… that this would be the moment.

Author's 2nd note: Don't worry! This isn't the end! xD (Bet you were worried for a second, eh? *wiggles eyebrows*) Yes! This sex scene is actually so fucking long, that I've already hit my quota of 5.000 words a chapter, and I was like: "Ok… either they'll have to wait for me to finish a REALLY long chapter… or I'll give them more chapters at the usual amount…" Guess what I ended up choosing? xD

Anyways! If anyone's curious: My school – I love it, but, man, can I feel that it's been two fucking years since I last had to get up at 6am in the morning '-.- Oh, well, I'll just have to get into the rhythm, I guess xD

I promise (I really hope I can promise) that I'll finish this story by the end of this week… But a lot of things is going on at the same time! School, driving test, my birthday, the party to celebrate it and then it's Sunday! Omg xD I'm turning 19 years, so… yeah, gotta celebrate that! Wish me luck with my driving test tomorrow (Thursday) Man, do I hope I don't need luck xD

(BTW way too late for me to re-read this – at least according to when I need to get up tomorrow – so be a sweetheart and mention the typos for me, please? xD I'm so lazy at the moment, I had to do homework today too! The first day of school even – FML! xD)