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SPOILERS: Spoilers for Vendetta. Set before Buried.
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Silk & Lace
Myka grinned at the sight that met her as she stepped out of the bathroom the next morning. Helena was in a matching set of black silk, with black lace trim. If Myka was completely honest with herself, the set was really a bit on the daring side to wear to work, but she was not going to complain. If the universe or whatever god (or goddess) that was currently smiling at her had decided to make Helena wear this today she was just going to smile happily and say thank you.
"You look so sexy," she murmured and stepped up behind Helena, running her hands down her sides and thighs, then up the front to come to rest on Helena's flat stomach.
Helena turned her head and their lips met. She moaned softly as Myka slipped her hand inside her panties and stroked her very, very softly.
"Darling, we really should oh God!"
Myka chuckled and pulled down Helena's panties. She pushed her forward until Helena was bent over the old desk she had been sitting writing at the night before. Kneeling behind Helena, Myka tasted her lover, drawing a deep moan out of Helena. She grinned and stroked Helena's soft folds again.
"Mmm, oh God," Helena whimpered as her legs and arms trembled.
Myka got up and wrapped her arm around Helena's waist. She pushed two fingers inside Helena delighting in the little sound she was rewarded with.
"Come for me Helena," she whispered. "I know that you're close to spending," Myka added, using one of Helena's words.
Helena whimpered and the trembling intensified.
"Touch yourself," Myka whispered and placed a gentle kiss on Helena's shoulder blade.
"What?" Helena mumbled confused.
"Stroke your clit, Helena. Touch it the way you like it."
"I " Helena gasped as Myka pushed another finger inside of her. "I don't "
"You don't what?" Myka mumbled and traced Helena's shoulder blade with the tip of her tongue.
"Touch myself," Helena whispered and closed her eyes hard.
Myka looked at her. "Never?"
Helena shook her head. "Not proper," she whispered.
Myka smirked. Well wasn't this an interesting little tidbit? she thought to herself. Myka pulled Helena to her and slipped her fingers out of her as she turned Helena around. Helena protested but Myka silenced her with a deep, sweet kiss that made Helena whimper.
Myka swept the items on the desk away and pushed Helena down. In a swift move she removed Helena's panties all the way before pulling Helena's knees up and entered her again. Looking Helena in the eyes she grabbed her hand and used Helena's fingers to stroke her clit. Helena gasped and stared at her.
"See sweetie, you can do it," Myka said and kissed her.
Helena's hand stilled when Myka removed her hand. She looked a little uncertain at Myka.
"Touch yourself Helena," Myka whispered again. "If you don't, I'll stop."
"Myka," Helena whimpered. "Please."
"Do it sweetie," Myka encouraged with a smile. "You are so beautiful."
Helena slowly moved her fingers over her folds, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she clearly enjoyed the touch she was giving herself. Myka smiled and nodded and Helena got braver, stroking her clit faster.
Myka watched Helena's hand in fascination. It was so incredibly hot to watch. She swallowed and looked up at Helena's face. Her eyes were closed and her lips separated as she panted hard. Myka whimpered.
"You're close honey," Myka whispered. "Let go. Come for me."
Helena's fingers danced over her slick folds as she stroked faster. She whimpered and bit her lip and finally let out a little cry as she came. Myka watched her as she pushed her fingers deep inside Helena, just holding them still, pressing against her sensitive spot. Helena shivered and whimpered through her release.
Myka gathered her spent lover in her arms and just held her as Helena gasped for air. When Helena seemed to have recovered a little, Myka gently cupped her chin and raised her head. She looked Helena in the eyes for a moment before kissing her.
"So beautiful," she whispered. "You're the sexiest woman I've ever known."
Helena laughed. "Thank you, love. I never thought that I would be the one to face my own limitations. Thank you for making me brave."
"Was it too much?" Myka asked gently. She caressed Helena's soft cheek and smiled when Helena nuzzled her hand, kissing her palm.
"No dearest, I don't know why it was such a taboo back then. It's silly really."
"It was very beautiful to watch," Myka said honestly.
"It felt very naughty," Helena whispered and blushed as she turned her head away.
Myka gently touched her chin and their eyes met again. "To give yourself pleasure is not naughty Helena."
Helena nodded. "Perhaps you will show me sometime?" she said with a teasing little smirk.
"Perhaps I will," Myka said and laughed.
Helena slipped off the desk and glanced at the discarded sheets of paper on the floor. She made a face and sighed dramatically. "Such disrespect for my work."
"Your pleasure was more important, sweetie," Myka said and grinned.
Helena laughed and pulled Myka over to the bed. "I see the hunger in your eyes Myka. Let me take care of it."
Myka chewed on her lip and nodded. She allowed Helena to push her down on the bed. Minutes later she did not even think about that they would be late for breakfast and that Pete might wonder what they were up to, as Helena's tongue did something absolutely amazing to her body. Myka whimpered and cried out softly as Helena brought her to climax over and over until Myka lay panting on the bed, completely spent.
The scene that met Myka when she stepped out of the bathroom for the second time this morning was almost exactly the same as before, with the only exception of the addition of a bottle of body lotion. Helena was slowly moving her hands over her calf and thigh as she lotioned her dry skin. She held up a hand to stop Myka when she saw the look of desire on Myka's face.
"You stay right where you are, love," she said sternly. "Don't you dare come any closer."
Myka folded her arms and made a face at Helena. "You're no fun," she muttered.
"No fun?" Helena exclaimed. "And just who exactly gave you three orgasms only minutes ago, huh?" Helena huffed.
Myka grinned and walked by Helena gently brushing her fingertips over Helena's lower back.
Helena whimpered softly and the bottle slipped out of her hand, landing on the bed. She shot Myka a dirty look. Myka winked at her before turning her back at Helena, opening the drawer which held her underwear.
"We better find that stupid sextant today," Myka muttered as she grabbed some panties and a bra.
Helena mumbled in agreement. She slipped into her crisp white shirt and turned to face Myka. Myka's nostrils flared at the sight of Helena in the still mostly unbuttoned shirt. Helena backed away from her.
"I want nothing more than to feel your hands on me again darling, but we can't. We have a job to do, a job that we're bloody good at and one that we need to finish."
"You're right," Myka said and sighed.
Deliberately forcing themselves to stay out of each other's way they soon looked presentable and ready. Helena gave Myka a heated look. Myka shook her head and backed out of the room with her eyes glued on Helena.
"So," Pete whispered to Myka as they walked along the marina. "Did you get any Victorian nookie last night?"
"Pete!" Myka squeaked and blushed. "That's none of your business."
"I seem to have heard some muffled screams and moans when passing by your room last night," he teased.
She shot him a dark look. "And why were you perving outside our room?" she demanded to know.
"I wasn't. Your room happens to be between mine and the stairs. I needed cookies."
Myka rolled her eyes. "Remind me to buy you some Oreos that you can keep in your room," she muttered.
"Not the same thing and you know it," he said and walked ahead of her as he spotted the boat they had been looking for up ahead.
Myka felt slightly disheveled by the time she and Pete returned to the B&B. The boat had turned out to be the right one, but its captain was not in the mood to give up the artifact. She had chased after him on the boatyard, finally tackling him and rolling around in the dirt. She plucked another piece of old boat paint out of her hair with a sigh.
"Darling, are you all right?" Helena asked concerned as she spotted Myka.
Helena had remained behind at the B&B to stay in close contact with Claudia, monitoring any movements. They had not anticipated actually finding the artifact at the first try, considering their lack of success the day before. Helena looked at Myka and cursed again for agreeing to stay behind. She walked over and gently touched Myka's shoulder.
"I'm fine Helena," Myka said tiredly. "I just had to chase down the owner of the artifact. He was not exactly cooperating."
Helena plucked a white paint chip out of Myka's hair and frowned. "Well, that explains why you have paint in your hair. I guess I don't have to challenge Agent Lattimer to a duel after all."
Myka rolled her eyes. "As if that would ever happen."
Helena chuckled and pulled Myka to her. She kissed her and nibbled on Myka's earlobe as she whispered in her ear. "If he tries to roll around on the ground with you it absolutely will happen."
Myka laughed out loud. "Helena, are you jealous of Pete?"
"Not exactly. Though he does seem to be unusually attached to you."
"Helena, I love you," Myka whispered and cupped Helena's cheek.
"You do?" Helena said and her eyes widened.
"Do you think I would do what we did last night and this morning, if I didn't love you?" Myka said softly.
"I guess not."
"So, you have nothing to worry about, from Pete, or anyone else."
Helena nodded. "I'm sorry. It's just that you are so incredibly important to me. I've lost everything Myka, but I gained you."
"I'm not going anywhere, sweetie. I'm not going to abandon you. I promise," Myka said gently.
Helena nodded and took a deep breath before smiling at Myka. "Well, I guess I should go and pack then."
Myka smiled and nodded. "Yeah. I'll be right up. I'm just going to settle the bill."
Helena kissed Myka's cheek and quickly left the room.
Myka grinned as she looked at the endearing sight next to her. Helena was asleep in her seat, curled up hugging Myka's arm. Helena had held on to Myka's hand as the plane took off, eyes slightly wild as she took slow deep breaths. She refused for the longest time to try to sleep even though she was really tired. Pete was snoring across the aisle from them. He had been out cold shortly after pouring two bags of peanuts into his mouth and washing them down with some ginger ale.
Myka sighed and kissed Helena's dark head. "Sweet dreams, honey." Helena stirred, but she did not wake up.
Back at the Warehouse Pete quickly offered to put the artifact away just to avoid having to type up the report. Myka made a face at his back. A soft chuckle next to her and a soft hand that caressed a lock of her hair behind her hair made her stop.
"Let him go," Helena whispered and curled her fingers around Myka's neck. "I would much rather do this to you alone," she said and pressed her lips against Myka's.
Myka pulled Helena against her as their tongues met. She had decided that kissing Helena was one of her favorite things to do. Myka grabbed a handful of Helena's thick hair and brought her head closer as she again stroked her tongue against Helena's.
"Holy L-word Batman!"
Myka flinched and tore her lips away from Helena's. They stared at each other for a second before Myka turned her head and looked at Claudia.
Claudia's mouth was open and she stood empty handed by the door since the folder she had carried was currently on the floor, papers scattered around her feet.
Myka took a step away from Helena, but Helena stopped her and took her hand. Myka shot her a stern look.
"She would have found out sooner or later anyway, darling," Helena said softly. "I'm sure Claudia is not terribly opposed to the idea of two women engaged in a romantic relationship."
"Not terribly opposed to " Claudia shook her head as she came out of her frozen trance state. "Of course I'm fine with my coworkers doing some lady loving," she said and laughed a little nervously. "Just didn't expect to see it in Artie's office! Or that one of them would be the woman I consider a sister."
Claudia hunched down and started to gather the papers that had fallen out of her file. Myka stared at her for a moment before kneeling next to her. She grabbed Claudia's shoulder. Claudia flinched and her head snapped up. Myka smiled a little uncertain at her.
"You are family to me too, Claudia," she said softly. "I'm sorry that we didn't think before doing what we did."
"Kissing, darling," Helena purred behind her. "It's called kissing and I know Claudia is familiar with it."
Claudia made a face at Helena and then laughed. She smiled at Myka. "It's okay really Myka. I want you to be happy. By the looks of it, she makes you very happy," she said and grinned at Helena who was leaning against Artie's desk, looking very pleased with herself.
"I certainly did this morning," Helena mumbled.
"Helena!" Myka exclaimed and blushed furiously.
Claudia laughed. "HG you sly fox. Jumping Myka's bones while on a case. Are you going to include that in your report?" she teased.
Helena laughed and winked at her. "Perhaps I should. It did after all involve a Warehouse agent," she said and tapped her lower lip as if contemplating what to write in her report.
"You are not including anything about me that is not case related," Myka muttered and got up. She shoved the papers into Claudia's hand and stalked over to Helena. "I'm writing, you're dictating," she said darkly.
"But darling, I so enjoy using the computer," Helena said and pouted a little.
Claudia stifled a laugh and Helena winked at her. Claudia clapped her hand over her mouth. HG was wicked. She always got into trouble when HG was around.
Myka sat down by the computer and opened a new case file. "Sit," she said and pulled out the chair next to hers.
"Aye, aye," Helena said and sat down. She grinned at Claudia and shrugged a little. Wrapping her arm around Myka she leaned closer. "It was in the early evening of "
"Helena," Myka exclaimed and stared at her. "It's a case file, not fiction. And move your arm. I can't think when you're doing that," she mumbled.
Claudia snickered and exchanged a look with HG. "I'm just going to be over here filing. Just ignore me okay, but don't forget that I'm here. Don't need to see any Victorian lady parts you know."
"What about non-Victorian ones?" Helena drawled.
"Eew, HG that's Myka you're talking about. She's like my sister, okay? Did you miss that little comment from earlier? Was your mind still in Myka's panties, or what?"
Helena laughed out loud and Myka blushed furiously.
"Claudia," she hissed. "Filing. Now!"
"Whatevs," Claudia muttered. "Just because you're the senior agent you can't just boss me around you know."
"If I'm your sister I can," Myka said smugly. "Now be quiet over there. I need to focus."
"Perhaps HG should remove her hand from inside your shirt then?" Claudia quipped.
Helena slipped her hand out from where it had rested against Myka's lower back. She giggled a little and ran her hand through her hair.
"Oh dear," she mumbled and bit her lip. "You are far too delicious darling."
Myka rolled her eyes and Claudia quickly popped her ear buds in.
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