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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

Patience was not something Helena had much of, but when it came to Myka, she did try to practice it. She knew the younger woman hadn't been with a woman before and thus she knew there would be a period of adjustment as Myka learned how to make love to a woman. Helena wasn't worried, and she knew given the proper direction and patience, Myka would learn. There was always a period of learning when one took on a new lover. Learning where their sensitive spots were, where they liked to be touched, where they didn't. It was all part of it, and while Myka was learning how to make love to a woman, Helena would be learning how and where Myka liked to be touched.

Another groan escaped her as she felt Myka's tongue against hers. She drank in the taste of Myka's mouth, growing intoxicated by it. She felt Myka shift underneath her, a bit of a smirk curving her lips. Oh she knew what that meant. But she couldn't help being a tease, she liked taking in the feel of a lover's body, driving them wild. But when Myka broke the kiss and looked her in the eye, Helena couldn't find it within her to deny her love what she wanted. Her response, however, was not one with words. Instead she shifted herself against Myka, trailing kisses along Myka's neck as one of her hands slid up Myka's torso to one of her breasts, squeezing and caressing it, her fingertip brushing over the nipple. She also shifted her legs so that one of hers was between both of Myka's. Her mouth trailed its way down Myka's neck and across her collarbone, leaving a little moist trail behind. All the while her ears were tuned into the sounds Myka made and her touches tuned into how Myka's body physically reacted to them. She used both of them to guide where she would direct her attention.