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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

When Myka had begun teasing Helena she hadn't quite realized the affect that it would have on either of them. Her initial plan had just been to tease her a little adding some more joy into the air. The powerful emotions of relief, angst, sadness, that had been brought on earlier still permeated the room. Though not as strong as they had been in the beginning. Never had she realized just what she was creating by taunting the Victorian woman. It hadn't quite passed through her mind that Helena hadn't had sex since before she was bronzed. And that her taunting was quite a bite more than harmless teasing.

Myka heard Helena's curse and smirked at her success. But that smirk was wiped from her face when she saw the lust and desire in her eyes. Just as she was about to speak up she felt hands sliding up along her arms to her shoulders. Before she knew it Helena had moved and was straddling her waist pushing her against the back of the couch. The speed at which it had happened brought a gasp from her mouth. Myka had let her guard down and it had given her the chance to pounce, quite literally.

When Helena spoke again the lust and need obvious in the tone of her voice. Myka lost all ability to think rationally. She didn't quite know what to do. All that was able to break through the haze in her head was that she was sitting half naked on the couch with the woman she loved straddling her lap. As Helena's hands began to stroke along her collar bone and chest, her eyes closed and breathing becoming quite difficult. Her body was craving the continued caress of Helena's but finally after a few moments rational thought broke through the haze. It was too soon for all of this and as she opened her eyes, Myka whispered, "Helena" to get the woman's attention.