Stakeout Series - part 1
Title: Stakeout Series
Author: Athena
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Pairing: HG Wells & Myka Bering
Rating: PG to NC-17
Spoiler: season 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely ladies. Not writing for profit, just for entertainment.
Summary: Myka and HG are working a case. During a stakeout HG meets someone, an event that triggers some strong feelings in Myka. Will our jealous young Secret Service Agent overcome her fear of rejection and claim her woman?
Myka’s Farnsworth chirped and she looked at HG. HG nodded. “Go ahead and take it. I’m fine here,” she said quietly. When Myka didn’t move she grinned at her and made a shooing movement with her hand. “I’ll be all right Myka. Go.”
Myka nodded and quickly left the bar. She whipped out the Farnsworth as she turned the corner finding herself alone in a dark corner of the hotel lobby. Artie’s face appeared. She bit her lip. Pete was right; he really did look a bit like a walrus up close. She listened to the information he had to share and finally closed the device with a sigh. Not a whole lot of new information. She put the Farnsworth back in her pocket and returned to the bar. Perhaps HG had managed to get something?
Myka’s eyes narrowed as she spotted her partner at the bar. HG was talking to some blonde woman. She saw the woman lean closer and her eyelashes fluttered. Myka bristled. Her eyes returned to HG and saw her smile. When HG reached out and tucked the blonde’s perfect hair behind a delicate little ear she stalked across the room. HG turned as she approached.
“Myka,” she said and smiled at her. “Everything alright?”
“Sure. Just Artie checking in,” she mumbled. Her eyes fell on a well-manicured hand resting on HG’s wrist, tracing little patterns on HG’s pale skin. She heard HG laugh and her head snapped up catching her smiling at the blonde. “I’m going back to the room,” she muttered. “There’s something I’d like to follow up on.”
HG smiled at her. “All right. I’ll be up in a while. Don’t wait up for me.”
Myka’s eyes narrowed and she saw HG put her hand on top of the blonde’s. “Well, good night then,” she quipped and turned and left. HG looked after her, confused at her behavior.
“It seems like your partner doesn’t approve of me,” the blonde said softly and smiled at HG.
“Oh, don’t mind Myka. She’s a little guarded around strangers. She’s really very sweet when you get to know her.”
“If you say so,” the blonde purred. “I much rather get to know you.”
HG chuckled and looked at her. “A woman who knows what she wants. I like that.”
Myka tossed and turned in her bed. She had tried to read her new book, but after reading the same page four times and still not retained a word, she finally gave up. She put the book down on the night table with a loud thud. The alarm clock jumped and almost fell off the table. She reached out and pushed it into a more secure position. 11:45 PM. It had been almost two hours since she’d left HG in the bar with the blonde. Myka tried to recall HG’s companion, and as much as she wanted to hate her, she had to agree that she was absolutely gorgeous. Blue eyes, framed by long dark eyelashes, perfect blonde hair that fell in soft waves over her shoulder. Perfect straight hair; hair that Myka had always wanted but knew she would never have. Hair that would never turn into a frizz bomb on a humid day, or make you look like Marge Simpson when you wake up in the morning. That hair was meant for someone to run their fingers through. Slender soft fingers. Helena’s fingers. She closed her eyes and felt tears burn behind her eyelids. Why was she such a coward? HG had made it very clear that she was attracted to her. So why couldn’t Myka get up the courage to let her knew that the feelings were mutual? Because she’s so out of your league Myka-mouse, that annoying little voice in her head chanted. God she hated that nickname. So instead she had just stood there watching Helena taking another woman into her life, sharing her bed. A woman with perfect hair and a mouth made for kissing. Myka whimpered and felt the first tear roll down her cheek. Why was she always the one left behind? She cried quietly into the pillow not caring that her face and hair got wet from salty tears. Suddenly she heard a noise from the door. She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping. She heard HG quietly move into the room. She felt her stop by her bed. She counted as she inhaled and exhaled, trying to make her breathing even.
HG looked down at the sleeping woman. She was just about to turn off the bedside lamp when she noticed that Myka’s cheek was wet. Myka had been crying. She watched and listened for a moment before she realized that Myka wasn’t sleeping. “Myka,” she said softly and sat down on the bed. “I know you’re not sleeping.”
Myka opened her eyes and gave her a sullen look. “What do you want?”
HG’s eyebrows shot up at her tone. “Are you alright darling?”
“Don’t call me that,” she muttered. “I think you should reserve that for someone else.”
HG smirked. So that was it. She reached out and touched Myka’s cheek. “You’ve been crying,” she said softly, letting the other topic rest for the moment.
“So? It’s none of your business,” Myka said and pulled away.
HG sighed. “I’m going to get ready for bed, but I’d like to talk to you,” she said and disappeared into the bathroom. Myka could hear her brush her teeth and couldn’t help but smile. She had never known anyone so obsessed with brushing her teeth as Helena. It was as if she was making up for all the time in the bronze sector and had embraced this new invention with ardor. She remembered the time when she’d found five different types of toothpaste in Helena’s bathroom. She frowned, reminding herself that she was mad at her. The water turned off and a moment later HG appeared dressed in a short t-shirt and panties. She came over and grabbed the comforter.
“Move over,” she said.
Myka’s eyes widened. “Hold on a moment,” she snapped. “I’m not sure that I want you in my bed.”
HG stopped. “Why not? You’re hurting and I know that this will make you feel better. I’ve been in your bed before.”
“Isn’t one woman per night enough for you?” Myka huffed.
“What?” HG asked confused. Then she realized what Myka was talking about. “You think I slept with her?”
“Spare me the details Helena,” she muttered. “I just don’t want some blonde skank’s sex juices in my bed.”
HG laughed out loud. “Move over please,” she said again and slipped under the covers. Myka didn’t move so she found herself balancing perilously close to the edge. She looked into Myka’s accusing eyes. “I didn’t sleep with her,” she said softly.
Myka rolled her eyes, and moved away from her. HG gently grabbed her chin and made her look at her. She pressed her hand against Myka’s nose and lips. “If I had, you would be able to smell her on me. Can you?” HG purred.
Myka couldn’t hold her breath and finally inhaled. She could only smell Helena’s own scent. Her hand had a faint scent of soap, but mostly she didn’t smell like anything. She stiffened when Helena leaned closer. She felt her breath on her face. “And you would smell her on my face. Not even soap can get rid of the scent that soon after,” she whispered.
Myka whimpered. Helena was right. And she still couldn’t smell anything but Helena’s own scent, and the mint on her breath. She took a deep breath as Helena pulled away. They looked at each other for a long moment. Myka could feel Helena’s hand on her arm, gentle and comforting. She felt awful for accusing her. “I’m sorry Helena. I jumped to conclusions.”
Helena smiled. “That’s all right darling. What I don’t understand is why it made you so upset.”
Myka bit her lip. Be brave Myka-mouse, she coached herself. “I wanted it to be me,” she whispered.
Helena raised Myka’s chin and looked into her hazel eyes. “It’s always been you Myka,” she said softly and pressed her lips against Myka’s.
Myka clung to her as the kiss intensified. When she felt Helena’s tongue touching hers she whimpered. Her hands slipped under Helena’s shirt and she pulled her against her. Finally she pulled away slightly out of breath.
“Myka, Myka,” Helena said with a chuckle. “What a delightful surprise. I thought you didn’t like me. At least not in a romantic way.”
“I do,” Myka whispered. “I most definitely do.”
Helena laughed and pulled her against her. “Darling Myka, you are so very dear to me.”
Myka smiled and traced patterns on Helena’s stomach. She chuckled when she heard Helena’s gasp. She ran her hand up her side, tickling her a little with her fingertips before gently cupping a soft breast. She looked into Helena’s dark eyes, almost black in the faint light and ran her thumb over a tiny nipple. She saw Helena’s eyelashes flutter as she fought to keep her eyes open. Her lips were slightly separated and she could hear her breathe faster. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Helena’s beautiful mouth. She savored the gasp when she tweaked the nipple. Realizing the power her touch had over Helena gave her the courage she had lacked earlier. She pushed Helena down on the bed all while exploring her delicious mouth. She pushed her shirt up and pulled at a stiff nipple. Helena cried out against her lips and she ended the kiss. She smiled as she noticed that Helena’s eyes were closed and she was taking quick shallow breaths. She bent her head and took one small rosy nipple in her mouth. She was not disappointed by the reaction she got.
“Oh, Myka,” Helena sighed.
She teased the nipple with her tongue and heard Helena whimper. She bit down on it just hard enough to cause a jolt of pleasure, but not enough to be painful. Helena cried out and her back arched into the touch. She felt her hands in her hair and a moment later she was pulled away from her chest and into a searing kiss. Helena rolled them over and pinned her beneath her.
“You my dear girl are quite something else,” she growled against her lips. “Here I thought you were either inexperienced or just not interested in me, when in fact I’m pretty certain that this is not the first time you have a woman in your bed.”
Myka grinned. “What makes you think that?” she asked in between kisses. She nibbled on Helena’s jaw line and traced her tongue to her ear. She was delighted when she heard Helena gasp.
“Well, that for one is a clear give away. And my nipples tell me that you are very talented in touching them.”
“Do they now?” Myka teased. “And I was just getting started when I was so rudely interrupted. I have many more things in store for your delightful little nipples,” she said and grinned.
Helena’s eyes narrowed. “Is that so?” Then she got serious for a moment. “Myka, less than ten minutes ago you were very upset with me and now we’re about to make love. This is moving very fast. Faster than I’m comfortable with to be honest.”
Myka sighed and nodded. She was disappointed, but she understood.
“I’ve had a woman in my bed many times before, even though it was quite a while ago. I know what I am getting myself into. Do you darling?” she asked seriously.
Myka chuckled. “I do, but the truth is that the last woman in my life hurt me pretty badly. I basically swore off women and haven’t been with one since. It turned out that men could hurt me almost as badly. It’s been over a year since I had anyone in my life. I thought he was the one, but I know now that I was really just kidding myself.”
“How so?” Helena asked gently. She pulled Myka into a comfortable hug.
“He was married. He promised me that he would get a divorce, that he didn’t love her. What a load of crap.”
Helena smiled. “I’ve had my share of married men in my life. I had a different feeling about it though. I didn’t want them permanently, so the fact that they were married was pretty much perfect.”
Myka shrugged. “Well, I couldn’t keep that distance I guess.”
“Do you want me in your life Myka?” Helena whispered.
Myka turned her head and looked her in the eyes. She saw something new in there, a hint of insecurity and desperation. She kissed her softly. “I do Helena,” she whispered and kissed her again.
Helena whimpered and wrapped her leg around Myka’s. Myka could feel her push against her thigh and realized that Helena was quite aroused judging by the dampness of her panties. She ran her hand down her side and cupped her butt cheek pressing her closer. She felt slick heat against her thigh and sighed into Helena’s mouth. Helena whimpered and tightened her grip on her. “I want you Helena,” she whispered against lips swollen from kissing. “I want to feel you naked against me, to touch your most secret places, to taste you and feel your essence on my tongue.” She kissed her way to Helena’s ear and the last words where whispered into a beautiful shaped little ear. She heard her whimper.
“Oh, yes, please Myka,” she whimpered.
Myka pulled the shirt over Helena’s head and then slipped the tiny underwear off of her. She looked at the skimpy little piece of lace in her hand for a brief second. Interesting. She filed the questions for later as she quickly pulled her own shirt over her head before taking Helena in her arms again. They both sighed contentedly as their naked bodies pressed together for the first time.
Helena pushed against Myka’s leg, nestled between hers. She grabbed Myka’s buttocks and pressed her closer. She could feel her need against her leg too. She rolled her over and straddled her. She looked at the smiling Myka below her and ran her hand up her chest. She felt Myka’s hands tighten their grip on her hips as she ran her fingertips over her breasts and nipples. Myka bit her lip.
“Don’t hold back,” Helena whispered. “I want to hear you. No one else can, so please let it out.”
Myka nodded. She whimpered as Helena tweaked her nipples. Then she felt Helena’s soft lips close around her nipple and she sobbed. The feeling was so intense. “Oh god Helena, it feels so good.”
Helena ground her sex against Myka all while loving her breasts and nipples. She felt herself getting closer and a shiver went through her body. She yelped as Myka flipped her over. Her moan was lost against Myka’s mouth as she pressed her lips against her in a demanding kiss. She felt her tongue press between her lips and pushed up against her. When Myka touched her wet folds she cried out and her whole body shook. She felt Myka move and take her nipple in her mouth again. She sucked hard as her fingers moved over her sensitive flesh. She grabbed Myka’s arm and yelled loudly as the orgasm hit. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her and Myka stayed with her until the last tremor went through her body. She lay limp on the bed, trying to catch her breath. She protested when she felt Myka move. She needed her close. When she felt Myka’s lips on her she almost stopped her. A moment later Myka’s insistent tongue brought her to new heights and her body shook as a second orgasm rippled through her body. She grabbed Myka’s hair, pushing up against her mouth. She saw stars inside her eyelids and worried for a moment that she might pass out. She felt Myka gently lowering her to the bed. Helena sighed contentedly as she felt the incredible softness of Myka's cheek nuzzling the inside of her thigh. She opened her eyes and looked at her. Myka was smiling at her. She reached out and caressed her cheek with a finger, feeling the dampness on her skin. “Come here,” she whispered. Myka sensing her need for closeness immediately moved up and took her in her arms. Helena turned her head and kissed her. “Thank you darling. That was mind-blowing. I almost passed out.”
Myka chuckled. “Worth waiting a hundred years for?” she teased.
Helena kissed her hard, slipping her tongue inside her mouth, tasting herself on her lips. She felt Myka shiver. “More than worth it, darling.”
Myka laughed and gave her a teasing look. “I know it’s been a while. Do you still remember how to do this, or do you need a few pointers? I’ve read the manual, you know.”
Helena roared with laughter and pinned her down on the bed. “I’m going to make you take that back,” she growled. “Though, please feel free to let me know if there’s anything in particular you’d like. I do take requests, even kinky ones,” she drawled, her eyes full of mirth.
Now it was Myka’s turn to blush. Helena grinned smugly. “On the other hand, maybe instructions wouldn’t be so bad after all,” she purred. “Why don’t you tell me what you want and where you want it darling? I won’t touch you until you ask for it.”
Myka squirmed beneath her. She had not expected Helena to call her on her bluff. As adventurous as she was in bed, she had always felt incredibly shy and vulnerable asking for things and putting her needs into words. She bit her lip unsure what to say.
Helena sensed that she had pushed her a little too far, too soon. She kissed her softly. “I’m sorry Myka. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable,” she said honestly. “I find it incredibly arousing to hear my lover’s voice,” she admitted softly. “It’s a very profound feeling to know that you trust me enough to verbalize your needs and wants.”
Myka shivered. Just listening to Helena’s voice did funny little things to her body. Helena noticed the tremor and smirked. She leaned down and brushed her lips against Myka’s stomach. “I want to taste every inch of your body,” she whispered and ran her tongue along the edge of her belly button. “I want to learn how the softness of your skin changes as I run my hands over your body while I make love to you. I want to feel your folds caress my lips as I sweep my tongue over them, tasting, licking, loving you.” She nipped at a nipple.
“Oh god Helena, you make me feel so good,” Myka moaned.
“Good,” she mumbled around a pink nipple. “What else makes you feel good?” she asked huskily.
Myka took a ragged breath trying to focus her mind, something that was utterly difficult with Helena’s fingers teasing her nipples. “I want to feel your fingers inside of me,” she whispered.
Helena grinned and cupped her sex. She rubbed her whole hand against Myka’s sensitive area. Myka cried out and her hips shot up off the bed. Helena took advantage of the angle and slipped two fingers inside of her. “Oh Myka, you’re so incredibly wet and soft,” she mumbled.
Myka sobbed, it felt so good. She felt Helena match her movement. “More,” she whispered.
Helena slipped a third finger inside of her. She was so tight. She felt her shiver. “Is that too much?” she asked.
Myka shook her head. “No, just right,” she whispered.
Helena rubbed her thumb over Myka’s clit and heard her cry out again. She was close, but seemed to be teetering on the edge. She leaned closer. “I’m going to taste you,” she whispered against Myka’s lips. She felt Myka grab her head and roughly bring their lips together. She intensified her efforts and felt her starting to shake. Then Myka let go of her. “Do you want that, or do you want me to stay here?”
“I want your mouth on me. Please Helena,” she whispered.
Helena shivered as she basked in her words. She pulled her hand free as she opened Myka wide. She pressed her lips against her wet folds and sucked hard. Myka cried out and thrashed under her. She ran her tongue over her clit and then flicked the tip of her tongue over it, faster and faster. She felt Myka’s hands in her hair holding her in place. “So good,” she panted. “Inside, please go inside.”
Helena slipped two fingers inside again and moved them in a fast scissoring movement. Moments later Myka yelled loudly as her body surged off the bed when she climaxed. Helena felt increased wetness around her fingers. She ran her tongue over the soft folds tasting her sweetness. When she felt Myka pull away she realized that she was too sensitive and gently pulled out of her. She saw Myka open her arms for her and eagerly leaned into the soft embrace.
Helena caressed Myka’s hair and just held her as she calmed down. She kissed her forehead. Myka sighed and looked up at her. “You’re amazing Helena,” she whispered. She pulled her down for a kiss. She giggled when she realized that Helena’s face was still wet. “You’re a mess,” she teased.
Helena smirked. “Well, it’s your mess darling, so you clean it up.”
Myka kissed her cheek, tasting herself on Helena’s soft skin. She nibbled on her chin and finally licked her lip before grabbing Helena’s lower lip between her teeth, tugging slightly. She let go and smiled at her. She grabbed the sheet and gently wiped Helena’s face. She kissed her again. “Better, but you still smell like me,” she mumbled.
Helena chuckled. “I’m sure I’ll smell like you quite often from now on.”
Myka grinned. “I’d like that,” she whispered. She felt her sex throb at the thought and blushed. Helena noticed and raised an eyebrow. “You’re so god damn delicious I can’t help it,” Myka said and laughed.
Helena sat up and kneeled on the bed. She pulled Myka up to a sitting position mirroring her own and moved so that her knee was between Myka’s legs. When she lowered herself her center was pressed against Myka’s strong thigh. Myka smiled and nodded. “Clever,” she said. “Guess even way back when in good old London they had some great ideas.”
“Well, you youngsters don’t get to take credit for inventing everything you know,” Helena huffed. “We might not have called it the same thing but, I can tell you we were quite adept at oral sex back in good old London, as you put it,” she said smugly. “Victorian England wasn’t as prudish as you people think!”
Myka grinned and bit her lip. Helena was so incredibly cute when she was defending herself. “So what did you call it?”
Helena grinned and leaned closer. “Tipping the velvet,” she whispered as her fingers ghosted over Myka’s soft folds. When she heard Myka gasp she pushed two fingers inside of her while making sure that the heel of her hand rubbed against her clit. She felt Myka push against her hand as she set the tempo. Her thigh below added pressure to the caress. She moved to give Myka access to her sex. “Enter me darling,” she whispered in her ear. She moaned when Myka slipped two fingers inside of her. She pushed down mirroring Myka’s position. She wrapped her arm around Myka, steadying her. When Myka’s lips found hers she moaned into her mouth. They increased the tempo, matching each other’s movement perfectly. Helena could feel Myka starting to shake and she focused on her touch. Soon they were both on the edge. Myka cried out her release first, but Helena was only a breath away. They clung to each other as the last tremors subsided. Helena wiggled her fingers inside of Myka and heard her laugh. She gasped when Myka slipped her fingers out of her tight passage. She was surprised that she had only used two fingers. She’d felt so full.
Helena sighed content as she nuzzled Myka’s neck. She felt warm and loved in her arms. “This was worth every agonizing second in the bronze sector,” she mumbled.
Myka startled at her words. She gently touched Helena’s cheek and made her look at her. She saw tears in Helena’s eyes. “Oh sweetheart,” she said and kissed her softly. “You will never have to go back to that dark place ever again.”
Helena nodded. “Just thinking about never knowing you, never experience you, make me hurt inside.”
Myka smiled. “It’s okay Helena. I’m here.” She held her close. “I love you too,” she whispered into her ear. She felt it start with a slight tremor, and then suddenly Helena was shaking as she cried. Myka hugged her as she clung to her. She felt Helena’s tears on her chest, hot and salty. She knew there wasn’t anything she could say. Helena’s emotional state had finally reached its peak, and she just needed to let it out. When the tears finally stopped, she continued to caress her hair and back, trying to pour as much love as she could into the touch. She felt soft lips against her collarbone and looked down. Their eyes met and she kissed Helena softly. “Go to sleep Helena. Everything will be all right.”
She smiled. “Thank you, my darling Myka.”