Flora and Helia- Show Me
Flora had received another Valentine from Helia and while the first three cards had made her feel like a little schoolgirl, she was an adult and poems only did so much. He had been writing her poems since they were in school together and while she knew that they had come from his heart and he had meant every word that he said, she was hoping that maybe she would get something else. She didn't know what, but this was their first Valentine's Day together as fiancés and she just wanted something…more.
"Another card from Helia?" Tecna asked as she glanced over Flora's shoulder.
Flora nodded as she placed the card down on the dining room table.
"Well don't look too excited," Tecna laughed, "is there something wrong?"
"No," Flora sighed, "I feel terrible. Helia spent a lot of time on these Valentines but I'm not very excited by them."
"You love Helia's poetry."
Flora smiled, "I do."
"Then what is the problem?" Tecna asked before she took a sip of water.
"I don't know," Flora put her head down on the table and looked up at her friend, "Helia has sent me poems every year for Valentine's Day, and even when it isn't Valentine's Day and I just want something different. The problem is though is that I don't know what I want. I just wish that he would show me how much he loves me instead of just telling me. I don't want poetry, I want, no need, passion."
"It appears that you are in quite a conundrum."
"It isn't that bad, Tecna. I love Helia and I know that he loves me." Flora held up her left hand to show her diamond engagement ring, "I know he loves me. I just wanted something different for Valentine's Day. He doesn't have to spend money, I just wanted…excitement."
"Valentine's Day isn't for another two days, maybe Helia has something special planned."
Flora wanted to hope that it was true but their relationship was about as predictable as the sun rising in the East. Every year it was a week of cards and flowers and then a nice dinner on Valentine's Day that would end with some kind of making out as they fell asleep watching a movie. Flora loved Helia and she loved Valentine's Day but she didn't need poetry and cute words, she wanted romance and passion.
"What are you and Timmy doing?" Flora asked, trying to change the subject and get her mind off of the drab Valentine's Day that was sure to be in her future.
"I think that we are just going to go out to see a movie and then play some games. Nothing too special but just being with him is special enough for me." Tecna smiled.
"Ugh, way to make me feel like an awful partner." Flora groaned as she set down her fork.
"Sorry," Tecna winced, "I guess I like my boring life with Timmy. I don't think that I will be any help. I would try talking to Stella or Musa about what their plans are and see if they could help."
Tecna rose up from her seat at the dining table before picking up her plate and bringing it to the kitchen. Maybe Tecna was right, Flora thought as she watched Tecna retreat into her room, leaving her alone in the main room. She would talk to Stella and Musa but she knew that talking to them couldn't hurt.
Right?
She regretted it instantly.
"Okay okay okay," Stella dragged Flora into her room, Musa following closely behind and shutting the door, "let's talk outfit. What are you going to wear?"
"I don't know." Flora shrugged as she was plopped down onto the large bed, "I don't know what we are going to do."
"Well, a great outfit will set the tone for the night. Helia might change his plans when he sees you." Stella replied as she skipped over to her wardrobe and began thumbing through the rows of clothing.
"I don't think that Helia is so easily swayed." Musa chucked as she folded her arms across her chest.
Stella turned around and raised an eyebrow as she looked at Musa, "You're joking, right? Helia transferred back to Red Fountain because of one interaction with Flora. The guy is crazy about her and the mere sight of a little leg or some cleavage will be enough to have him changing his plan and eating out of the palm of Flora's hand. So," Stella turned to face Flora, "is Helia an ass man or does he like your tits."
"I…I…I…"
"Come on, Flora," Stella snapped her fingers, "I need to know this."
"I don't know." Flora finally answered.
"You don't know?" Stella groaned.
"I just-"
"Ass." Musa chimed in, causing Stella and Flora to immediately direct their attention to the music fairy. "What? Riven and Helia talk and Riven tells me everything. Helia especially likes Flora's hips and the way her butt bounces back when they-"
"Okay!" Flora shut her eyes and shook her head, silently begging Musa to stop talking, "We get it."
Musa laughed, "What? You have the biggest ass here. Flaunt it."
"And I have the perfect dress for you." Stella reached into her closet and pulled out a short red dress and held it out in front of her.
"Stella, that won't cover anything!" Flora exclaimed in shock.
"I thought you told me that you wanted a night filled with passion and romance? If Helia is not going to give it to you then you have to take it. Demand it. And you will demand it in this dress."
"But I never wear red. Don't you have something in pink or-"
"Flora," Stella lowered her arms, "you can't wear what you would usually wear or else you are not going to stand out."
"But Helia says that he likes it when I wear pink."
"Then he will love you in red." Stella rolled her eyes, "Now, you will wear this and I will do your hair and makeup and if it is not completely ruined by the end of the night then I know that I have failed."
"Stella…" Flora glared at her friend.
"Don't Stella me," Stella huffed, "you came to me looking for a night to remember and now I am going to give you something to help. You are sweet and gorgeous, everyone knows that, but it is time that you show Helia that you can be sexy. You are a grown woman and it is time to show that to Helia. Cute is great but you can't keep doing the same thing and expecting different results."
"You are sounding a lot like Tecna right now." Flora giggled.
"Good," Stella held up her nose in the air, "she is the smartest one of us so you know what I am saying is reliable. So we are agreed, Musa and I are going to help you knock the socks and pants off of Helia."
It was Valentine's Day and the evening quickly rolled around after a whirlwind day of watching students at Alfea receive valentines, Flora was getting ready for her date with Helia. It had been a long day of teaching for both her and her friends but the minute that they all returned to their shared living quarters, it was like the life had been reinjected into them.
Flora was currently sitting in a robe, Stella behind her curling her hair and Musa putting makeup on Flora's face. Bloom had already left along with Aisha to go on their dates and Tecna was finishing getting ready so that she might leave soon to meet Timmy in the courtyard for their date. Stella had been preparing herself from the minute she got off of work and Musa had disclosed that she was just going over to Riven's room to just "skip to the last part of the date'.
Musa pulled away as she finished placing the deep red lipstick on Flora's lips and smiled down at her work.
"Perfect," Musa remarked as she placed the small lip brush down on the vanity.
When Musa moved, Flora was able to see herself in the mirror, her green eyes contrasting against her bright red lips. Her lids were left neutral so that all the attention would be drawn to her mouth. Flora also looked at her hair, big and curly as Stella added more hairspray. She looked more like some sort of bombshell from a dirty movie that she had heard that some people loved to enjoy than a woman trying to have a romantic night with her boyfriend. She glanced over to the end of the vanity where the last of Helia's cards was situated. Would he even like her like this? She didn't feel like herself. She felt…sexy and that was something she definitely wasn't.
"Okay," Stella smiled as she wrapped a curl around her fingers before letting it fall, "let's get you dressed. Helia will be here soon and we can't have you keep him waiting."
Flora nodded before she stood up and followed Stella into her room to put on the red dress that, because of their size difference, hugged Flora in ways that she didn't think that her body could be hugged. The dress barely came to her thighs and her breasts were threatening to pop out. Flora didn't know if she could go out in public in that state of dress and paired with the gold heels, the dress became even more scandalous.
"Well," Stella smiled as she clapped her hands together after dressing Flora, "Musa, I think that our little flower is ready to bloom."
Flora turned and looked at herself in Stella's large mirror. She really didn't look like herself. It was her but she had never seen herself so attention-grabbing before. Flora was used to fading to the background, she was good at that, but in this outfit and looking the way she was looking, there was no way that she was going to go unnoticed. God, Helia was going to hate it.
"I can't go out like this," Flora whined as she turned to face her two friends.
"I worked way too hard for you not to go out tonight," Stella scolded.
"Yeah, Flora, you look amazing."
Flora held her head down, "I don't know what I was thinking, Helia is going to hate this."
Musa took a step towards Flora before wrapping an arm around her shoulders, "Who cares what Helia thinks? I know that you did this for him but you look amazing and you shouldn't worry about what some guy thinks. Even if he is going to be your husband in a few months' time. Take a risk, add some excitement to your relationship. Just have fun and don't overthink it."
Flora took in a deep breath before nodding, more to herself than to her friends as she prepared herself for her date with Helia. He would be there to pick her up in a few minutes, it was too late to change and redo her hair and makeup. But Musa and Stella were right, she looked good and shouldn't that be enough? She felt sexy and if Helia didn't like it, that was his problem. She wanted excitement and unpredictability and she was going to get that.
It was time to see if the risk paid off.
Wearing her dark green coat, Flora made her way out to the courtyard where Helia was waiting dressed in black pants and a white button-up shirt. He always looked so effortless, and it always took Flora so much effort to look the way that she was looking now. But Helia didn't think that he thought that she always looked amazing, even with her messy hair in the morning and crusted drool on the side of her mouth.
Flora did her best to keep her breathing under control as she came closer and closer to Helia waiting for her. Her heels clacked against the stone floor of the school before turning into the concrete of the courtyard. She couldn't tell if it was the sound of the heels or the beating of her heart that was filling her ears more and threatening to deafen her. She hadn't been so nervous to be around Helia since she confessed her love for him. She could scream out her love for him without knowing if he had felt the same way about her so there was no reason for her to be nervous. Looking down at the ring on her finger, Flora continued to remind herself that Helia loved her.
"Helia," Flora softly called out his name as she got closer and closer to her. Helia turned around and when he saw Flora, he smiled. She looked beautiful.
"Flora," Helia greeted softly in return, "You look amazing."
"I do?" Flora asked, equal parts relieved and in shock that Helia actually liked what he saw. She reached up and nervously began to play with one of the curls that Stella had placed in her hair.
"You always look amazing." Helia grabbed the hand that was playing with the curl in his own, slowly calming Flora's nerves, "I have never seen you like this before and I must say that I am quite enjoying what I am seeing."
"Really?"
"Flora," Helia placed a kiss on the back of Flora's hand, causing her to blush, "you know that I think you are the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. I wake up every morning thankful that someone as amazing as you has agreed to become my wife."
Helia gave Flora a red rose that had only been rivaled by the color of Flora's lips. She smiled as she brought the single rose up to her nose and breathed in the sweet aroma.
"Thank you, Helia." Flora placed a kiss on Helia's cheek before frantically wiping away that faint red mark left behind by the lipstick.
Helia reached up and grabbed Flora's hand again, "I will wear the mark with pride. Shall we get going?"
Flora nodded. It was time for Operation: Burning Romance.
"Welcome to Terra Madre."
Flora and Helia were greeted by a middle-aged man with dark hair and tan skin. He stood at a wooden podium, a sheet of paper with a diagram of the restaurant in front of him.
"Good evening," Helia smiled, "I have a reservation for Helia and Flora Saladin."
Flora looked up at Helia, a look of shock and amusement on her face.
"Ah, yes," the man said, "right this way."
Helia and Flora followed the man to a small booth at the edge of the restaurant, away from the majority of the hustle and bustle of the busy restaurant. The vegan restaurant usually wasn't too busy but it was Valentine's Day night and the restaurant was filled with hungry couples.
"Helia," Flora whispered as they made their way to their seats, "we aren't married yet."
"I know," Helia replied with a smile, "but I do love hearing it. Flora Saladin. The name is almost as beautiful as you."
"Helia…"
"Alright, here we are." The man said as he gestured to the table.
Flora unbuttoned her coat to reveal the red dress that she was wearing and the look on Helia's face went unnoticed. He couldn't help but to stare and quickly sent a glare the maître-d's way, becoming extremely possessive all of a sudden.
Taking a seat across from each other in the booths, the maître-d gave Flora and Helia menus before telling the young couple about the specials of the night and informing them that their waiter would be there soon.
"Flora…" Helia leaned over the table to come closer to Flora, "I don't think that I have ever seen this dress on you before."
"Oh," Flora looked down at the red material of the dress, "I borrowed it from Stella."
"Is Stella the person I need to get on my hands and knees and thank for making you look so absolutely…" Helia didn't finish the thought.
"And Musa," Flora smiled, "she did my makeup. It isn't all too much is it? I know that it is not what I usually wear but I thought that maybe I would try something new."
"I told you, Flora," Helia smirked, "I love you in anything…and nothing at all."
Flora immediately felt her cheeks heat up as she averted her eyes, "Helia…"
"If I asked you to come sit next to me, would you?"
Flora quickly nodded her head.
"Flora, will you come sit next to me?"
Without a word, Flora got up from her seat and crossed the table to join Helia on his side of the table, sliding into the black pleather booth. Flora scooched closer to Helia and his arm wrapped around her shoulders. He placed a kiss on Flora's temple before releasing her and grabbed his menu to look over his meal options.
"I think that the spicy eggplant special sounded delicious." Flora remarked as she looked over her own menu, "Or the…Helia, what are you doing?"
Flora's heart rate began speeding up as Helia's hand landed on her thigh, only the thin material of the red dress the only barrier between their skin. Both she and Helia were not the most public about their relationship. All of their other friends were usually so open but she and Helia would find a quiet corner where they could be alone and enjoy each other's company. Now, Helia had her hand on her thigh so openly in the restaurant. But just as soon as it appeared, it had been pulled back.
"Sorry," Helia cleared his throat, "I, um-"
Helia was cut off when their waiter appeared at their table with a large pitcher of water and began filling their glasses.
"Welcome to Terra Madre, my name is Manuel, and I will be your server tonight. I am assuming that you both are here for Valentine's Day."
"We are," Flora smiled up at the sandy-haired man.
Manuel smiled down at Flora, his bright blue eyes crinkling at the sides, "And might I say that you look absolutely ravishing tonight. I don't mean to sound presumptuous but wow, you are gorgeous."
Flora blushed, "Oh thank you," Flora never knew what to say to such a strong compliment, "I thought that I would try to look nice on Valentine's Day."
"Well, your efforts were not in vain. Your date is very lucky." Manuel continued to spew out compliments towards Flora.
Flora could feel Helia's hand on her thigh again, gripping lightly at the thick flesh.
"I am her fiancé," Helia replied through gritted teeth.
Sensing the tension coming from Helia, Manuel leaned forward and smiled at Helia, "And I am gay. So now that we have gotten that out of the way, besides water, is there anything that I can get you two to drink besides water?"
Flora felt Helia's hand relax on top of her thigh as the "threat" had been neutralized. Helia had never reacted in this way, but then again, nobody had ever responded to Flora in the way that Manuel had responded to her. Is this what Riven had to deal with when he went out with Musa? No wonder he was always so grumpy. And was that the reason that Brandon was always all over Stella? Flora said that she wanted burning passion and feeling Helia's unfamiliar grip on her thigh was doing more than enough to let Flora know that her choice to take a risk was definitely paying off.
"I'll have a glass of the pinot noir," Helia said, "leave the bottle."
"You got it, and you?" Manuel turned his attention to Flora.
"I will just share the pinot noir. But maybe a green tea."
"Of course," Manuel wrote down in his notebook, "and are you two ready to order your food or should I go grab the wine and tea?"
"I think that we are going to need a few minutes," Helia replied, "well I think that I will."
"Yes, some time would be nice, thank you."
Manuel nodded before placing his small pad of paper into the pocket of the apron around his hips. He left the pitcher of water at Helia and Flora's table before walking away to get the drink orders.
"Are you alright, Helia?" Flora asked, knowing the answer, but she would play dumb so that she could get Helia right where she wanted him.
Helia sighed, "I am sorry, I don't know what came over me but the way that he was looking at you has me questioning his sexuality."
Flora sighed, "You know I only have eyes for you, Helia."
"I trust you a hundred percent, it's other people that I don't trust. You really do look gorgeous, and everyone is looking at you."
"Oh…" Flora suddenly felt a bit self-conscious. While she wanted to grab Helia's attention, she didn't want to grab the attention of others as well. "It was not my intention."
"What do you mean?" Helia turned his body towards Flora.
"I just wanted to grab your attention."
Helia smiled, "You always have my attention, Flora. No matter what."
"I know," Flora blushed before looking up at Helia from underneath her eyelashes, "I wanted to get your attention in other ways."
Helia just looked at Flora, hoping that she would elaborate. When he had told her that she always had his attention, he meant it. She had it in every way at all times.
"Every Valentine's Day it is the same," Flora sighed, trying her best to be honest but also trying to find a way not to be mean and make him feel bad, "I love your poems and your art and the flowers that you give me. You are so sweet and kind to me but this Valentine's Day, I wanted us to not be…so sweet."
"What do you want, Flora? From me?" Helia asked, hiding the smirk that threatened to spread across his face. He knew what she wanted, he just wanted her to say it.
"I don't want our night to end with us cuddling on a couch watching a romantic movie," Flora whispered.
"I didn't ask you what you didn't want, I asked you what you wanted," Helia reached down and placed his finger under Flora's chin before lifting her head so her eyes met his, "so, what do you want, Flora? Tell me."
Flora exhaled, the sweet smell of her breath hitting Helia's nose. Her heart started pounding against her chest and she could feel her skin turning hotter and hotter.
"I want you, Helia."
"You already have me." Helia smiled.
"Helia…"
"Tell me."
"After dinner, I want you to take me back to my room and I want you to f-"
"Alright," Manuel's voice chimed, causing Flora to recoil away from Helia, "I have the pinot and the tea. Are we ready to order?"
Flora grabbed the menu in front of her and quickly scanned the options, having missed the opportunity to look before as she had been distracted by Helia.
"Um, I would love the chickpea and pepper special," Flora smiled as she looked up at Manuel.
"And I would like the spicy eggplant." Helia said, "To go."
"What?" Flora snapped her head over to Helia. To go?
Manuel collected the menus as he completed the order, "Are you sure? We have an amazing vegan mocha cake with raspberries for dessert."
"We will take that to go too," Helia replied.
"Whatever you say," Manuel shook his head and chuckled, "I will have that right out for you."
Helia grabbed the bottle of wine and poured himself a glass, ignoring the look that Flora was giving him.
"Why did you say that we wanted our food to go?" Flora asked.
Helia smiled as he took a sip of wine, "I'm just trying to give you what you want."
"Helia," Flora let out a soft whine, "I didn't want to ruin the date."
"Oh no," Helia said before taking a large gulp of his wine, "you have only made it so much better. Please, tell me what it is that you want from me."
Flora rolled her eyes before leaning into Helia. She raised her body and placed her red lips by Helia's ear. Flora even placed her hand on top of Helia's thigh and felt her shudder, having him right where she wanted him.
"I want you to…"
The door to the Winx living areas slammed open and Helia and Flora fell in with a stumble. Helia's hands had been on Flora since they had reached the courtyard of the giant school and Flora had done her best to remind Helia that she was a teacher and that she had to set a good example. But the minute that they reached the professor's wing, it was like open season.
Flora's fingers raked through Helia's hair and Helia wasted no time in unzipping the back of Flora's (well, Stella's) red dress. He would have to thank Stella before killing her for putting Flora in the dress. The dress fell to Flora's ankles before she stepped out of the pooled garment, only the lingerie that Musa had bought her and Stella's gold heels still on her feet.
Helia pulled away as Flora moved into him, wanting to take a look at Flora in the lacy undergarments that he could feel against her skin. Flora whined slightly as Helia broke the kiss.
"Helia…" Flora whined.
He was speechless as he looked at Flora in the dark, red lingerie. She never wore red but Helia was beginning to think that it might be his new favorite color on her. But he had to admit that he would much see red off of her than on her.
"Musa got it for me…" Flora self-consciously adjusted her arms to begin covering herself.
Helia moved forward again, pulled out of his trance and grabbed Flora's arms and held them down at her sides.
"Don't cover yourself up." Helia instructed.
"Do you like it? I know that it is not what I usually wear and I didn't-"
Flora was silenced as she let out a yelp when Helia picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
"Helia!" Flora felt the blood rush to her head and Helia began to walk towards her bedroom. Flora had never been happier that the days of having a roommate were long gone. She heard the door to her bedroom open and the smell of her plants hit her in the face before the door closed behind her and her back hit the soft mattress of her bed.
"I think that red might be your color." Helia stood at the edge of the bed and looked down at Flora. Every time he looked at her, it was like he was looking at art, studying every part of Flora. She was a work of art in his eyes and he would treasure her as such.
Helia crawled onto the bed over Flora before tearing his shirt off of his body and throwing it to the corner of Flora's room.
"I really have a stunning fiancé," Helia smiled as he lowered his head down to Flora's before placing a kiss on her lips, "beautiful in every way."
When Helia pulled away and Flora was able to get a better look at him, she let out a small giggle as she saw the red tint on Helia's lips left behind by the red lipstick that she was wearing.
"I think red might be your color too, my love." Flora placed a kiss on Helia's cheek, leaving behind a kiss mark. She placed another kiss on his neck, another on her shoulder, and then another on his collar bone. "I think that red suits you quite nicely."
Helia began to trail his hands over Flora's body, gently caressing every curve of her body while also pulling down the straps of the red bra and slowly slipping off the lace underwear from Flora's hips. Her back arched and with a skilled flick of his fingers, Helia removed Flora's bra, leaving her nude below him. Flora kicked off the gold heels to complete her state of full undress, happy to be rid of the uncomfortable heels.
Pale hands made their way to Flora's most intimate area, now wet and waiting for Helia. His fingers slowly moved up and down her damp slit before settling on Flora's sensitive and waiting clit.
"You are so wet already." Helia groaned in Flora's ear, "Is this what you wanted?"
Flora just inhaled and closed her eyes.
"Hmmm?" Helia asked, needing an answer from Flora.
"Yes, Helia." Flora sighed as she released her breath. "I just want you. Please."
Helia began to rub circles over Flora's clitoris before slowly sinking a finger into Flora's warm pussy. Helia's finger began to move in and out before he added a second finger, relishing in the blissful look on Flora's face. He would bring her to completion before he made any effort to satisfy himself. But Flora had other ideas in mind.
Grabbing his wrist, Flora stopped the hand that Helia had been using to pleasure her.
"Flora, what-"
"Get on your back," Flora commanded, her red lips swollen and her green eyes hooded.
"Flora, I was-"
"You wrote me wonderful poems this week and sent me flowers and art. I feel bad that I didn't get you anything. So I want to give you something now."
Helia smiled as he exhaled lightly through his nose, "Flora, you don't have to do anything. When you said yes to marrying me, that was the best gift I have ever gotten. Plus, seeing you in that dress was also quite nice."
Flora didn't think that she was enough. She wanted to show Helia how much she loved him. Flora knew that Helia didn't care about sex. Well, he did, but he had told her time and time again that he didn't need sex as long as Flora stayed by his side.
"Please, Helia." Flora whispered, "I want to show you how much I love you."
Helia nodded before he rolled off of Flora and fell onto his back. Flora said that she wanted passion and romance, and she would do her best to show that to Helia. Straddling Helia's legs, Flora reached down and began to undo the button of Helia's black pants. She slid down the zipper before reaching inside and pulling out Helia's hard cock. It was warm in her hand and as always, managed to send a shockwave through Flora's body, knowing that she had been the only one to have him and that he was the only one who would ever have him.
Lifting her body off of Helia's legs, Flora angled herself above Helia before taking a deep breath and sliding down. She exhaled as she filled herself up with Helia and moaned as she bottomed out on top of Helia, her ass hitting the soft fabric of his pants.
Helia's hands gripped Flora's hips as Flora began to move over him. He loved it when Flora was on top, he could see all of her this way, and every time he was in awe at the pure beauty above him. How had he managed to have someone like Flora fall in love with him? But as Helia watched Flora move above him, all he wanted was for her to be below him. She had wanted him to show her fire and passion, but she was doing all of the work.
Flora continued to rock her hips on Helia, her eyes squeezing shut as she began to feel the familiar tightness build in her abdomen.
"You feel so good," Flora moaned through pants. "Helia, I love you so much."
Helia didn't respond, his mind swirling with lust as his grip became tighter and tighter. He loved Flora and agreed that she felt amazing moving above him but Helia needed to take matters into his own hands. With a swift move of his body, Helia pinned Flora down to the mattress before pulling out of her, causing Flora to whine.
He removed his pants the rest of the way before he was left in the same state of undress that Flora was in. Now it was time for Flora to marvel at Helia. She had found him attractive from the moment she spotted him from across the Red Fountain arena when she was just a timid second year and he was a college dropout. She never thought that he would ever like someone like her but with every touch, glance, and word, Flora grew more and more in disbelief. Looking at the ring on her finger was so surreal. She didn't deserve him. She didn't deserve Helia as he was right now, looking down at her, preparing himself to reenter. Nor did she deserve the poems, the time spent with him, or anything that he could give her. He was too good for her but every day he reminded her how much he loved her.
Helia entered Flora and she gasped, her fingers clutching the sheets beside her. Her back arched off of the bed and Helia snaked his arms under her to hold her close. His mouth connected with her breasts, kissing, sucking, and licking the soft skin of her beautiful breasts.
"There aren't enough words to express how much I love you, Flora," Helia whispered as he removed his lips from Flora's chest and ran a hand through her hair. "But I will spend the rest of my life telling you how I feel."
"Just show me." Flora replied, "Show me and it will be enough. That is all I want, Helia."
"I can't wait to marry you and spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you."
Helia's breath hit Flora's face and she could smell the familiar scent of cinnamon mixed with the pinot noir that they had been drinking that night as they waited for their food at the restaurant. Reaching up, Flora gripped Helia's arms and craned her neck to meet his lips with hers. He kept moving in and out at a hard and fast pace, just as she wanted. But even through the intense movements, there was something so tender in every move of his hips, tenderness in the way that he kissed her and how his hands held her just right. When Flora couldn't believe that Helia was really with her, it was moments like these that reminded her that it was all real; there was no way that she would ever be able to imagine something so wonderful and perfect. Helia was perfect. Being with Helia was perfect.
"Flora, I am going to…"
"Please…" Flora sighed, "please…"
Helia angled himself on his hands as his hips became to move faster in a pattern all their own. Flora watched as Helia chased his orgasm and noticed the wrinkles by his eyes as he shut them tight, the way his lips thinned as he struggled to maintain composure, and how the muscles in his abdomen constricted as he was getting closer and closer.
"Helia, please…" Flora quietly begged, needing Helia to finish, craving the way that he felt when he came inside of her. Just thinking about it was making her reach a climax of her own. "Helia…"
With a final grunt, Helia snapped his hips and plunged into Flora before he came. Reaching his orgasm with Flora was like heaven. No, being with Flora had to be heaven, better even. Nothing could have been better. Helia did his best to hold himself up on his hands as he spilled inside of Flora. She clenched around him and he was almost certain that he would be able to cum again but everything he had was given to Flora freely, never wanting anything in return. Not just in terms of what he had to offer when it came to sex but Flora had all of him. She would have him for as long as she wanted.
As Flora felt Helia still inside of her, Flora came as she felt Helia's release paint the inner walls of her vagina; the warm sensation sending her over the edge. Her nails dug into Helia's arms and her mouth opened up in an inaudible yell but released a loud moan as she came down from the euphoric high that she reached whenever she was with Helia.
Helia finally fell down next to Flora as the wave of pleasure began to ebb away, leaving him tired and just wanting to be close to Flora.
"I love you," Helia panted as he struggled to catch his breath, "no more poems."
Flora laughed as she rolled to her side, feeling the warm cum fall out of her and drip down her legs. She looked at Helia and raised a hand to wipe Helia's long hair off of his face.
"I love your poems though." Flora smiled.
"But it's so much better to show you than to tell you."
Flora couldn't help but stare at Helia, enjoying the silence that had momentarily surrounded them.
"Thank you, Helia," Flora whispered, breaking the silence, "thank you for making this the best Valentine's Day ever."
"The night is not over yet," Helia said before kissing Flora's lips, "we still have our dinner to eat."
"Oh yeah…" Flora blushed, "You can wash up and I can get dinner set up."
"You can go first," Helia motioned with his head to the space between Flora's legs that was dripping with his release, "I know that it is important to clean and take your med-"
Helia was silenced when Flora's slender finger landed on his lips, "I will set up, just go wash up."
"But-"
Flora rose up on the bed and grabbed her short, pink nightgown that hung from her headboard and pulled it over her body. She stood up and did her best to smooth down her now messy hair. She looked back at a confused Helia and smiled, knowing that it wasn't much but she wanted to give Helia a Valentine's Day gift of her own. She would have given it to him earlier but her parents wouldn't have approved without her having a ring on her finger. Engaged? Married? The ring was there and so was her love for Helia. He still looked confused as Flora stood up but hopefully, he would soon understand.
Reaching down to her bedroom floor, she threw Helia's pants back at him, commanding him once again to wash up so that she could join him for a late dinner. Flora left her room and closed the door behind her, her legs trembled as she stood and made her way to the table by the door to the entrance of the living quarters, just dropping it there as they scrambled to be with each other.
"Well well well," Stella called out and Flora stopped in her tracks and turned to face the blonde fairy, "I guess Operation: Burning Romance was a success? It better have been for you to have ruined the hard work that I did on your hair. Plus, your face is a mess."
Flora froze. It was?
"I am glad that you got what you wanted," Stella smiled as she rose from her spot on the couch and made her way into her room, "remember that tonight is a school night."
Flora rolled her eyes. Stella was telling her that it was a school night? My how the tables had turned.
"Good night, Flora! Be sure to wear a turtleneck for the next few days." Stella pointed at her neck, gesturing to her own neck to mirror the marks that had been left on Flora's. Stella also pointed out a few spots that could be seen on the top of Flora's breasts.
"Good night, Stella!" Flora exclaimed as she crossed her arms over her chest in a poor attempt to hide the evidence of her night with Helia. Stella walked into her room and shut the door behind her but Flora could hear the faint sounds of a man's voice behind the closed doors. Brandon…
Hearing the shower turn on, Flora resumed her path to the takeout food to prepare for Helia to be done washing up. It really had been an amazing Valentine's Day, all thanks to Helia. She had wanted more, and she got it. It was the first time in a long time that Flora couldn't wait for the next Valentine's Day but with Helia, Flora was just excited for the next day.
I didn't know how to end this, y'all. I was trying my best to get this out to all of you, but I don't know if I really liked this one. One would think that writing a smutty Valentine's Day fic would be easy but I was struggling. But no fear to all of my FloraxHelia lovers but I have so many more ideas (also ideas for other couples canon and not). But as always, if you have an idea, just let me know
See you in the next story!
