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Tweak says, "you is so cute"

Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2012-10-01 23:52:00

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h.g. wells, myka bering

Who: Myka and Helena
What: A shared dream that involves an alternate version of the Warehouse exploding. Helena is the Dreamer.
When: Late Monday night/early Tuesday morning
Where: Physically they're in Myka's room. In the dream, they're in Warehouse 13 with Sykes' bomb.
Warning: Possibly some language, explosion, death in the dream. Also sexual content post-waking up.
Status: Closed/Incomplete

This wasn't supposed to be happening. Sykes was dead and gone, the threat to the Warehouse was supposed to be gone. And now Myka and Helena were stuck in the Warehouse. Pete and Artie had made it through the portal and closed it on Sykes, but the alert hadn't dropped. Back-tracking, Helena went back to the wheelchair Sykes had left behind. Clearly there was still something in it that posed a threat to the Warehouse. Inspecting the device, Helena pulled up the seat cushion and that's when she found the bomb. Her face blanched of color as she recognized the writing on the piece of masonry.

"This is from the House of Commons in London," she said, casting a worried look to Myka. This really didn't bode well for them. So they basically had ten minutes to disable this. Quickly, Helena inspected the box containing this artifact. "We need to neutralize this." She glanced around, looking for one of the barrels. A sense of dread was forming itself in her stomach, but she was trying to not let it control her. She needed to remain logical. Her and Myka could find a way out of this. Not to mention they were in a place where miracles happened. If worse came to worse, there had to be an artifact in here they could use. Something that could get them both out of this and to safety. Grabbing the bomb, Helena moved down the aisle they were currently in, her eyes glancing over the shelves to see if anything there could potentially help the situation. She cursed under her breath as she didn't see anything that could aid them in this.

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indelibleink
2012-10-10 04:02 am UTC (link)

Helena honestly could not recall the last time she'd been held by a lover after sex and felt this complete. It went deeper than just her body fitting well with Myka's, it was also her heart and her soul. She just fit with Myka, and she was more than thankful to be here with her, to have this chance to love her. It really meant more to her than anything that she had this chance. As much as she felt out of time and place again, she found herself finding her place again at Myka's side. As long as she had Myka, had her love, Helena would always belong somewhere.

Even with those she had loved in the past, Helena had more or less given up on achieving the love she'd spent her life dreaming about. Those that she fell for had never loved her in return, not in the way she had loved them. Not until Myka. And now, she couldn't picture her life with anyone else. She had become a better person because of her, and she wasn't going to let that go. She wanted to spend the rest of her life loving the woman she was holding, and the thought that she had this woman's love in return made her smile. As she heard Myka's moan, Helena briefly wondered if they were done yet. She hadn't been about to push for more knowing this was Myka's first tie with a woman, but that moan... And then feeling her lover's fingers tease her again, Helena moaned, her body instantly coming alive again from that seemingly simple move.

Gazing at her lover as desire formed itself in the pit of her stomach again, Helena heard those words and watched as Myka cleaned her fingers. Another sense of desire and passion pulled at that pit in her stomach. But Helena could not be out-done in this area. She was a sexual creature, and sooner or later, Myka would realize just how much of a passionate lover the Victorian woman was. So why not show her now? A confident smirk curved her lips, her hands moving along Myka's back, then slipping around to grip her hips. Helena shifted herself so she was positioned between both of Myka's legs and she pulled her lover's hips tight against hers.

"And, my love, what would you do upon feeling my tongue pushing you over the edge?" Helena spoke with a lower, sexier tone, which only enhanced her accent. And, of course, to accompany her words, she flicked her tongue at her lover and promptly rocked her hips against Myka's as she leaned down and used her tongue along Myka's neck, trailing down to her chest.

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beringandwells
2012-10-10 10:59 pm UTC (link)

Myka should have known that she couldn't get away with teasing Helena. The Victorian woman had years of experience and countless decades in the bronzer where she could have thought of different ways to drive her lovers insane. Sure, Helena had admitted to succumbing to the hatred that had sent her into the bronzer in the first place. But who was to say that she hadn't thought of other things. 115 years was a long time to go without sex and a long time to think of ways to pleasure future lovers. Whereas, her sexual experiences were limited and quite simplistic. Only with Sam had she found an adventurous side to herself. Allowing to truly embrace the pleasure he brought and the pleasure she gave in return. Helena was reawakening that playful side that had remained dormant since Sam's death.

Her reawakened playfulness is what led her to tease Helena as they were both coming down from their orgasms. It didn't dawn on her that she was playing with fire. Teasing an experienced woman, the first time you've ever made love to a woman, when said woman herself hadn't had sex in over 115 years was bound to have consequences. Consequences that she became readily aware of once Helena moaned and then a smirk appeared on the older woman's face.

Before she knew it, Helena, had grabbed her hips and positioned herself in between her legs. At first Myka was unsure what her lovers intentions were until she found her hips pulled tight against Helena's. When the tone of Helena's voice hit Myka's ears a wave of arousal went straight to the pit of her stomach. She was a sucker for the Victorian woman's accent at any moment. But those few moments where Helena dropped her voice to a low octave laced with sexy overtones, she was lost. You could ask her to do anything and she surely would do it. Though she had just come down from an orgasm her body was instantly responding to what Helena was doing. Myka had no response for Helena's question as it had knocked the air from her lungs and made her mouth dry. Just the thought of her lovers tongue bringing her over the edge made her body hum. When Helena rocked her hips against hers and began trailing her tongue along her neck and chest a whimper escaped. Her body had been wound so tight far more quickly than she knew was possible. In a rare moment where she was able to catch her breath, Myka breathlessly moaned, "please."

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indelibleink
2012-10-11 12:09 am UTC (link)

To say that Helena was starved for sex was a gross understatement. But even with that, she had been more than willing to take sex with Myka slowly, knowing her lover needed to adjust to this. Though Helena couldn't exactly control herself when the younger woman decided to tease her. Coming off of an orgasm was not exactly the best time to tease her unless one was willing to take another round. All of Helena's barriers and defenses were down, allowing her to both relax and be completely open. As such, her reservations were also non-existent.

Myka had chosen to start this round, and Helena was more than determined to finish it. With that in mind, Helena flicked her tongue along the younger woman's skin, working her way lower, pausing to briefly flick her tongue against both of Myka's nipples before her mouth trailed lower still, placing open mouthed kisses along her lover's flat stomach. Just as her mouth reached the waistband of Myka's underwear, Helena hooked her fingers around the waistband and slid the last remaining article of clothing on her lover's body off of her and tossed it aside without a care. As she shifted to better position herself between Myka's legs, Helena's gaze wandered over her lover's now completely bare figure, taking a few moments to admire it.

"You are so beautiful," she spoke as she then settled herself between her lover's legs. All at once her senses were assaulted with the scent of Myka's arousal, her lips curving into a pleased smile momentarily before she slid her hands up along the younger woman's body, caressing her skin and upon reaching Myka's breasts, she squeezed and caressed them passionately. At the same moment, Helena opened her mouth and slid her tongue along Myka's clit, then she slid her tongue lower and slid it inside her lover, groaning upon tasting her lover for the first time. She rubbed her tongue inside her lover, feeling her own arousal growing once more.

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beringandwells
2012-10-11 03:55 am UTC (link)

When Helena forewent the teasing that Myka anticipated from her breathless please she gasped. Her lover had instantly gone about continuing to drive pangs of arousal straight to her core. If the Victorian woman kept up her ministrations, Myka would reach climax again in no time. Her body having not quite recovered from the first orgasm that had washed over her. She had started this round of lovemaking and Helena was going to finish it whether she was ready for it or not. Her eyes fluttered closed and a moan released when the feel of her lovers tongue brushed against both of her nipples. A wave of arousal shooting straight to her core once again.

The sensations seemed to never end as wave after wave of arousal continued until she felt like a bundle of tense nerves. The feel of open mouth kisses being placed across her stomach causing a half giggle and moan to escape. Her stomach wasn't necessarily a sensitive zone but at the moment the kisses seemed to set her on fire. Myka watched as Helena continued down until she had reached her underwear. She shifted her hips a little to allow for the material to be slid off her body. Her eyes followed it as it was tossed carelessly aside until Helena spoke. Turning her gaze back to look down at Helena she smiled at the words that were spoken. She had never been the beautiful one. Tracy had always had that privilege and had flaunted it in her face whenever she could. Though she loved her sister, she couldn't help feeling jealous of her. Tracy always got what she wanted. Had all the boys falling at her feet while Myka had been the shy and tomboyish one of the two. Hell, even her sister had gotten married and was expecting a child.

Before her thoughts could run away with her, Helena had reached up and began squeezing and caressing her breasts. Almost immediately a loud moan was released followed by a gasp at her lovers next move. The feel of Helena's tongue along her clit and then pushing inside of her caused her hips to lift off the bed. It had been so long since someone had done this to her that she'd forgotten what the sensations had felt like. Myka was unable to contain the whimpers as Helena continued to pleasure her with her tongue. The Victorian woman was a wonder when it came to words and it was no surprise really that she was equally as gifted when it came to using her tongue for other purposes. With her body all ready precariously close to the edge, Myka began moving her hips trying to help push herself closer to falling over the edge. On one swipe of Helena's tongue inside of her, Myka's right hand reached down and gripped the older woman's hair. Myka used her grip to keep her lover from moving from that spot because she could feel how close her body was to her second orgasm of the night.

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indelibleink
2012-10-11 05:10 am UTC (link)

Normally, Helena would have gone for more teasing, but the Victorian woman also liked to do what was unexpected of her. And right now, she wanted Myka so very badly, wanted to push her over that edge again. She wanted her lover to feel her passion, to take her to heights she'd never been to before. But of course, as much as she just went straight down on Myka, Helena was going to make the most of both her tongue and her hands. And she had all ready worked out that Myka's breasts were a sensitive spot for her.

The way that Myka smiled in regards to her comment made Helena smile. Myka was a beautiful woman, and she was bound and determined to let her know that any chance she could get. Really, the Victorian woman felt honored to have the younger woman's love, and it was something she wouldn't take for granted. She loved Myka and she wanted to make her happy. Of course the fact her lover hadn't been with a woman before did worry her on a mostly subconscious level. There was a lingering thought at the back of her mind that some day, this wouldn't be enough for Myka, that she would need something she couldn't give her, but she was keeping that silent because right now, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that they both loved each other and were exploring what was between them. Regardless of what happened in the future, Helena knew she would love Myka until the day she died, and beyond. Helena had given her life up for this woman, and she would readily do so over and over.

Feeling Myka grip her hair caused a smile to curve the Victorian woman's lips. As such, she moved her tongue harder and faster, moving it in and out of Myka, reveling in making her lover's moans. She could feel the reactions in Myka's body and knew she was working her magic on her. Where Helena always had a sharp tongue, she was also extremely skilled with it in this situation, and she was not one to hold anything back during sex. Her hands continued caressing the younger woman's breasts for some more moments before she slid her hands down along Myka's skin, now taking the time to properly caress it and take in the natural curves of her lover's body. While she was pushing Myka to the edge, Helena lifted her gaze and looked up along Myka's body, watching her reactions and growing very pleased with herself over this.

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beringandwells
2012-10-17 01:35 am UTC (link)

As Helena continued to push her closer and closer to that edge that she so desperately needed, Myka's doubts returned. Helena was more skilled at pleasuring a lover than she was. How could she even measure up to someone with far more experience. Especially someone with experience with women. In a nutshell she was terrified that Helena would grow bored of always having to teach her what to do. That thought alone brought tears to her eyes. Leave it to her to dwell on sad thoughts while her lovers tongue was moving harder and faster inside of her. Even with the tears resting in the corner of her eyes, Myka couldn't help but give in to the pleasure. The combination of Helena's hands caressing her breasts and skin as well as her tongue moving at a fast and hard pace within her too much. Her body had all ready been close to falling over that edge again at the first touch of the older woman's tongue. And now she could feel the tension building in her body as she moved closer and closer to climax. Squeezing her eyes shut the tears she had been holding back were released. Myka took her free hand and brought it up to caress her own breast her other tightening her grip on Helena's hair. Her breathing coming out in tiny gasps as she was brought closer and closer to climaxing. All at once her second orgasm of the night ripped through her body, causing her body to arch and a loud whimper to escape her lips. When her body began to come down off the sensations of her climax, Myka turned her head into the pillow. There was no way that she'd be able to satisfy the ache that Helena had because of her. She was too inexperienced and would fail at bringing her lover pleasure.

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indelibleink
2012-10-17 03:34 am UTC (link)

Helena was loving the way Myka was responding to her. She kept her hands caressing her lover's body as her tongue continued moving faster and harder within Myka's body. She could tell her lover wasn't that far from another climax. Despite the fact she was only beginning the learning process of the younger woman's body and its reactions to her ministrations, she could feel the tension rising with her lover's body. When Myka's climax hit, Helena was assaulted by her lover's taste in its fullest. Once the wave finished rolling through Myka, Helena slid her tongue out of her lover and savored the taste. Though as she turned her gaze back up her lover's body, she noticed Myka had turned her head into the pillow. A bit confused, Helena crawled up along Myka, then shifted to lay beside her. She reached out and gently brushed some hair from Myka's face, and that's when she noticed the tears.

Instantly, Helena thought she'd done something wrong or that Myka had realized that this was too soon for her and it was too much for her handle right now. "Love, what's wrong?" She asked, slipping her arms around Myka, pulling her close. All in a moment she'd forgotten her own arousal as now she was far more concerned about Myka. Or perhaps it wasn't anything she'd done and it was just some flash of whatever nightmare she'd had passing through her mind again. The Victorian woman had no idea, but she wanted to comfort her lover any way she possibly could.

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beringandwells
2012-10-18 03:58 am UTC (link)

Myka felt Helena crawl up her body and then lie next to her. She even felt her hair being brushed away from her face. But she couldn't bring herself to turn around and face her lover. Knowing that if she did turn around she would fall apart and the tears would begin to flow. When Helena spoke and pulled her closer to her, Myka lost the control that she had over her tears. Rolling over she buried her face into her lovers neck and began to cry. Crying, because she knew that once Helena learned that she was too inexperienced to truly pleasure her that it would be the beginning of the end. Their relationship had only just begun and now it was surely going to come to an end. Myka was really being irrational with her current train of thought. If she was thinking more clearly she would have realized that Helena wasn't going to leave her. The woman had made it quite clear that she was the reason for her being a better person.

The crux of the problem lay in the fact that quite possibly she hadn't been ready for this. The adrenaline and pain from her nightmare had been so fresh in her mind. Reeling off being incinerated while Helena got to safety had propelled her to initiate their lovemaking. The Victorian woman had all ready shown that her restraint could easily be broken by something that she did. And straddling Helena naked and then laying sprawled out on her back offering her body up had been of no help. If only Myka would think rationally about the situation she would see that her doubts were for naught. In their first round of lovemaking she had mimicked what Helena had done and it was Helena who had climaxed first. As her tears came to a stop she lay there debating whether to say anything or not. If she remained quiet she could hold on to the feeling of her lovers naked body against hers for just awhile longer. Finally she murmured into Helena's skin, "You're going to leave me," she couldn't put off the inevitable any longer.

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indelibleink
2012-10-18 04:38 am UTC (link)

Really, there were so many different things running through her mind currently about what had gone wrong. Had this been too soon for Myka? Had she not been ready for this step? Or was there something deeper going on? Or was it truly only due to the nightmare she'd had? The younger woman rather been on emotional overdrive. Briefly, Helena wondered if she should ask about the nightmare, but it might not be the best time to do so. Instead, as Myka rolled over, buried her face in her neck and started to cry, Helena held her lover close to her, rubbing her back soothingly. She remained silent, simply letting her lover get her emotions out. The younger woman wasn't always so free with her emotions, and Helena wanted her to release them, hoping that after Myka would be able to tell her what was wrong so she could help make things better.

Though when her lover finally did say what was wrong, Helena had not expected that to be the issue. There were many other things she would've guessed before that. It was irrational because Helena would never leave Myka. "Of course I won't leave you, love. Why would you think that? I love you. You are the one I've spent my entire life waiting for. Why would I leave you now when I just got you? You are also the one I would die to protect, that I have died to protect. I have all the reason in the world to stay and no reason at all to leave." Her voice was both gentle yet firm, conveying her love and belief that she would never leave the younger woman. Not when she finally had the chance to love her. Not when she finally had the chance to be happy.

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beringandwells
2012-10-18 05:00 am UTC (link)

At Helena's response, Myka pulled away and sat up. Pulling her knees up to her chest and hugging her legs with her arms. "Yes, you will. I don't know how to pleasure you like this. You might stay now but you will leave me. Nothing else matters. You're going to leave me!" Myka said all this in a rush barely stopping to take a breath. She was never this emotional with anyone else. But the thought that Helena would in fact leave her was a painful one. Her heart all ready belonged to the other woman. But a clean break right now would salvage what little dignity she had left. Because if it went on for much longer she'd be unable to come back from it. Sex was on occasion the reason that couples broke up, marriages ended, it made sense in her irrational mind that Helena would leave her due to her inexperience.

Dropping her head to rest her chin against her knees, Myka stared not looking at anything in particular. Just staring as if she wasn't even there. As if she had retreated into herself as a means of self preservation.

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indelibleink
2012-10-18 06:24 am UTC (link)

When Myka pulled away and sat up, Helena sat up, frowning a bit as she heard the words come out of her lover's mouth. It troubled her that Myka seemed to believe this so fervently, if irrationally. Though it was obvious to Helena that Myka was just afraid because this was a new experience for her. It was a fear that Helena understood. She'd had similar fears when she'd taken her first female lover. But of course the circumstances of that relationship had been far different. It had not been a monogamous relationship like the one she currently had with the younger woman. Helena saw that distant look in Myka's gaze and she frowned. She shifted to kneel in front of Myka and placed her hands on both sides of her lover's head.

"Myka, look at me," she stated a bit forcefully, trying to get her lover's attention as she looked her in the eye intently. "Listen to me. Yes making love to a woman is different than making love to a man, but there is always a period of adjustment with any new lover you take. I have every faith that you will learn how to pleasure me. And frankly love, you all ready have pleasured me. You can do it. Believe me, I understand the fear. I felt much the same the first time I was with a woman. But you can and will learn as time moves on. I believe in you, Myka, and I am not going anywhere. I love you, and that is the most important aspect. I love you and you love me, and that's the most important part of this. From there everything else will come. I will not leave you. I am yours now and forever." She gazed into Myka's eyes, wondering how much that would get through to Myka.

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beringandwells
2012-10-20 01:45 am UTC (link)

Myka felt the bed shift as Helena moved to kneel in front of her but it wasn't enough to pull her out of the void her mind had gone through. In her mind she would never be good enough and putting herself through the heartbreak wasn't in the cards for her. A person could only go through but so much before enough was enough. When she felt her lover's hands grip both sides of her head she lifted her eyes to look her in the face. Not that she was given much choice in the matter as Helena was determined to look her in the eye. As Helena spoke, Myka listened intently taking in everything that the other woman said. With every word she began to push her insecurities to the back of her mind. She was being irrational about the situation and coming to irrational conclusions. And all because she was afraid. Afraid of the new experience that being with a woman brought.

The part of Helena's statement that struck Myka the most lay after she had said she'd believed in her. In those words she'd forced her to give up her fears. They would always remain, because as Helena had said, they were going through an adjustment period. It had been so long since she'd been in a relationship that she'd all but forgotten the feeling of starting something new. It had been those feelings in addition to her fears of making love to a woman for the first time that had led to her trying to push Helena away. But her Victorian lover was resilient and wasn't going to give up on them so easily. And that alone made Myka love her even more than she knew that she all ready did. Still unable to fully let go and believe in her lovers words, Myka whispered, "Promise?"

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indelibleink
2012-10-20 03:31 am UTC (link)

Perhaps more than anything else, Helena was resilient. She was far more resilient that she gave herself credit for, but she was alive and still standing after she'd been broken and torn apart by life. How she was even still standing was a complete and utter mystery to her, but she did know that Myka was part, if not all, of the reason for her willingness to keep fighting despite everything. Deep inside, she was tired of being a fighter, tired of trying to live only to have life throw her yet another obstacle to break her soul, or even kill her. Love was certainly the most powerful motivator a person could have. That was what had prompted Helena to sacrifice herself for the greater good, that was why she'd smelled apples again. And now, being not only alive but in a strange world that she needed to try to understand, she had love to ground her, to keep her fighting when things seemed to become too overwhelming for her.

So when Myka looked her in the eye, Helena could tell she was listening to her. And now that she knew the younger woman loved her in return, Helena would never stop fighting for her. She would never just let Myka go. The Victorian woman knew that if she lost Myka now, after this, it would surely kill her. And now when she finally had a reason to live, Helena wasn't giving it up. She'd fight to the death for Myka. When she heard her lover's whisper, the Victorian woman nodded. "I promise. Whether you like it or not, you are rather stuck with me for all eternity. I will never let you go, love." Helena kept her gaze locked on Myka's, a deep truth reflected in her own eyes along with the depths of her love for the woman in front of her. She gently stroked Myka's hair with one hand.

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beringandwells
2012-10-20 08:33 pm UTC (link)

Myka would continue to be afraid as this was all new to her. But with the knowledge that Helena refused to leave her side "for all eternity" she'd learn to move past her fears. Learn to be more open and share what she was feeling before it got to this point again. Their first time making love to one another should have happened at a different time. But when they started she'd been reeling from the nightmare. In a way losing Helena all over again. Only this time she had been the one to not survive the blast. At some point Myka knew that she would need to talk to her lover about what her nightmare consisted of. But for now trying to forget the nightmare and being with Helena was more important. As Helena stroked her hair Myka smiled. The Victorian woman had promised to stay by her side and love her forever. Some might even take that as a proposal of sorts. In any case it filled Myka's heart with warmth and helped her to begin conquering her fears. In time she'd adapt and not be as afraid to pleasure her lover. Releasing her legs she wrapped her arms around Helena's neck and clung to her. Being wrapped in the older woman's embrace was something that she needed right now. To solidify the promise that she would never go anywhere.

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