FIC: "Do As I Do," Helen Magnus/Helena G Wells/Myka Bering, Sanctuary/Warehouse 13
Title: Do As I Do
Author: geonncannon
Fandom: Sanctuary/Warehouse 13
Pairing: Helen Magnus/Helena G Wells/Myka Bering
Word Count: 893
Category: PWP
Spoilers: None for either series
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me!
Rating: Mature
Author's Notes: This story made possible by the Porn Battle prompt "Warehouse 13, Helen Magnus/HG Wells/Myka Bering, tipping the velvet"
Summary: Helen shows Myka what to do, and she puts it into action immediately.
Myka confided to Helen. She spoke quietly, fingers linked and thumbs pressing together as she explained the one hesitation she had in bed. "She's been with so many women..." She looked at Helen and then quickly away. Helen stroked Myka's hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear so it wouldn't cover her face when she looked away shyly. "I'm worried I won't know how to do it."
"There's no wrong way," Helen assured her.
"But there is a right way." She met Helen's gaze. "She's mentioned you. Your talents."
Helen blushed but didn't look away. "Has she."
"Will you... show me?"
Helen hesitated. "I'm not sure Helena would be open to that..."
"Have you forgotten so much about me, Helen?" HG stepped into the office, smiling broadly. "I've told her that she doesn't have to worry about pleasuring me in that manner. But she seems... insistent." Myka blushed again. HG stroked Myka's hair and then looked at Helen. "I would be grateful if you would share your knowledge with my dear girl."
Helen nodded. "Very well. On one condition."
"I think I can guess."
Helen grinned and stroked the fine bones of HG's hand. "You always could."
#
Myka's skin was supple after her bath. Helen eased her down until she was seated on the very edge of the bed, her calves resting on Helen's shoulders. HG shed her robe and crawled naked over the bed, Helen and Myka both watching as she prowled toward the head of the bed. Helen stroked Myka's inner thighs, kneeling on the bed in her slip. "Just do as I do." She kissed the inside of Myka's right knee. She turned her head and brushed her lips feather-soft against her left thigh.
HG straddled Myka's head, and Myka brushed her lips over HG's thigh.
"Good girl," Helen whispered. She closed her eyes and explored Myka's thigh. Slowly, methodically, moving lower every few seconds. She looked up now and then to make sure Myka was following her instructions. HG was facing away from Helen, but had twisted at the waist to look over her shoulder. She had one hand on the small of her back, fingers resting on the curve of her ass. Her eyebrows were arched, her lips parted, and she smiled when she met Helen's gaze. Helen winked at her.
"Madame Tease," HG whispered. "Oh, I'd forgotten that about you, Helen..."
"The night you finished The Sea Lady, on the beach." Helen spoke so that her breath washed over Myka's pubic hair. "I made you wait until the tide came in." She kissed the line where Myka's leg met her hip. "You came as the ocean washed over us."
"God," HG groaned, either at the memory or Myka's lips playing against her sensitive flesh.
Helen pressed a kiss to Myka's labia, wetting it with her tongue before pulling back. She teased with the tip of her tongue and then pushed it inside, using her thumbs to open Myka to her. Myka whimpered, and HG cried out as Myka copied the move. Helen ran her eyes over Myka's stomach and bare breasts, to her throat. She saw the flutter of pink tongue between Myka's mouth and HG's sex. It had been far too long since Helen enjoyed the taste of a woman; even longer since she shared a woman with HG. She was grateful for the opportunity.
She dragged her tongue up to the hood at the apex of her labia. Her thumbs, wet with Myka's wetness, eased her folds apart. She used both to stroke the sensitive inner flesh as she circled the clit with her tongue. When it presented itself, she closed her lips around it and began to gently suck. She massaged with her thumbs, stroked with her tongue, and closed her eyes as Myka pressed her body down against her. Helen opened her eyes just long enough to make sure Myka was copying her; judging by how HG's shoulders were hunched and her head was bowed, she was doing a very good job.
Myka came first, closing her thighs around Helen's head for a few seconds before her lower body went slack. Helen lifted her head just long enough to say, "You're not done yet, Ms. Bering," and kissing her again. She eased two fingers inside, adding her tongue as Myka cried out. HG whispered Myka's name, then Helen's.
Myka came a second time, overlapping with HG's first. Helen waited until Myka was totally relaxed before she withdrew, kissing her thighs and licking her wet lips. HG rolled to one side and pulled Myka to her, kissing her passionately. Helen watched the two lovers curl in the center of her bed and stood up, hands clasped loosely in front of her. She was completely at ease with her nudity, her feet crossed at the ankles as she watched them.
"Now, ladies, if that will be all... I'll thank you to get out of my bed. I'd like to sleep now."
HG looked up at her and Myka nuzzled her cheek. "She wants to sleep, darling."
Myka nipped HG's ear. "I thought you said she was smart."
"Brilliant, in fact," HG said.
"Ladies..."
"Perhaps she needs to be taught a thing or two, Myka."
"So it would seem."
Helen shrieked, and then laughed, as she was pulled down onto the bed.
Author: geonncannon
Fandom: Sanctuary/Warehouse 13
Pairing: Helen Magnus/Helena G Wells/Myka Bering
Word Count: 893
Category: PWP
Spoilers: None for either series
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me!
Rating: Mature
Author's Notes: This story made possible by the Porn Battle prompt "Warehouse 13, Helen Magnus/HG Wells/Myka Bering, tipping the velvet"
Summary: Helen shows Myka what to do, and she puts it into action immediately.
Myka confided to Helen. She spoke quietly, fingers linked and thumbs pressing together as she explained the one hesitation she had in bed. "She's been with so many women..." She looked at Helen and then quickly away. Helen stroked Myka's hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear so it wouldn't cover her face when she looked away shyly. "I'm worried I won't know how to do it."
"There's no wrong way," Helen assured her.
"But there is a right way." She met Helen's gaze. "She's mentioned you. Your talents."
Helen blushed but didn't look away. "Has she."
"Will you... show me?"
Helen hesitated. "I'm not sure Helena would be open to that..."
"Have you forgotten so much about me, Helen?" HG stepped into the office, smiling broadly. "I've told her that she doesn't have to worry about pleasuring me in that manner. But she seems... insistent." Myka blushed again. HG stroked Myka's hair and then looked at Helen. "I would be grateful if you would share your knowledge with my dear girl."
Helen nodded. "Very well. On one condition."
"I think I can guess."
Helen grinned and stroked the fine bones of HG's hand. "You always could."
#
Myka's skin was supple after her bath. Helen eased her down until she was seated on the very edge of the bed, her calves resting on Helen's shoulders. HG shed her robe and crawled naked over the bed, Helen and Myka both watching as she prowled toward the head of the bed. Helen stroked Myka's inner thighs, kneeling on the bed in her slip. "Just do as I do." She kissed the inside of Myka's right knee. She turned her head and brushed her lips feather-soft against her left thigh.
HG straddled Myka's head, and Myka brushed her lips over HG's thigh.
"Good girl," Helen whispered. She closed her eyes and explored Myka's thigh. Slowly, methodically, moving lower every few seconds. She looked up now and then to make sure Myka was following her instructions. HG was facing away from Helen, but had twisted at the waist to look over her shoulder. She had one hand on the small of her back, fingers resting on the curve of her ass. Her eyebrows were arched, her lips parted, and she smiled when she met Helen's gaze. Helen winked at her.
"Madame Tease," HG whispered. "Oh, I'd forgotten that about you, Helen..."
"The night you finished The Sea Lady, on the beach." Helen spoke so that her breath washed over Myka's pubic hair. "I made you wait until the tide came in." She kissed the line where Myka's leg met her hip. "You came as the ocean washed over us."
"God," HG groaned, either at the memory or Myka's lips playing against her sensitive flesh.
Helen pressed a kiss to Myka's labia, wetting it with her tongue before pulling back. She teased with the tip of her tongue and then pushed it inside, using her thumbs to open Myka to her. Myka whimpered, and HG cried out as Myka copied the move. Helen ran her eyes over Myka's stomach and bare breasts, to her throat. She saw the flutter of pink tongue between Myka's mouth and HG's sex. It had been far too long since Helen enjoyed the taste of a woman; even longer since she shared a woman with HG. She was grateful for the opportunity.
She dragged her tongue up to the hood at the apex of her labia. Her thumbs, wet with Myka's wetness, eased her folds apart. She used both to stroke the sensitive inner flesh as she circled the clit with her tongue. When it presented itself, she closed her lips around it and began to gently suck. She massaged with her thumbs, stroked with her tongue, and closed her eyes as Myka pressed her body down against her. Helen opened her eyes just long enough to make sure Myka was copying her; judging by how HG's shoulders were hunched and her head was bowed, she was doing a very good job.
Myka came first, closing her thighs around Helen's head for a few seconds before her lower body went slack. Helen lifted her head just long enough to say, "You're not done yet, Ms. Bering," and kissing her again. She eased two fingers inside, adding her tongue as Myka cried out. HG whispered Myka's name, then Helen's.
Myka came a second time, overlapping with HG's first. Helen waited until Myka was totally relaxed before she withdrew, kissing her thighs and licking her wet lips. HG rolled to one side and pulled Myka to her, kissing her passionately. Helen watched the two lovers curl in the center of her bed and stood up, hands clasped loosely in front of her. She was completely at ease with her nudity, her feet crossed at the ankles as she watched them.
"Now, ladies, if that will be all... I'll thank you to get out of my bed. I'd like to sleep now."
HG looked up at her and Myka nuzzled her cheek. "She wants to sleep, darling."
Myka nipped HG's ear. "I thought you said she was smart."
"Brilliant, in fact," HG said.
"Ladies..."
"Perhaps she needs to be taught a thing or two, Myka."
"So it would seem."
Helen shrieked, and then laughed, as she was pulled down onto the bed.