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Athena - You Owe Me, Myka Bering

WAREHOUSE 13 - MYKA BERING/HG WELLS

You Owe Me, Myka Bering

Athena

Title: You Owe Me, Myka Bering

Author: Athena

Pairing: HG Wells/Myka

Rating: Mature, NC–17 rating, naughty and very kinky

Spoiler: season 2

Disclaimer: If I did own the rights to these lovely ladies they would have a lot more fun – trust me.

Summary: Helena finds Myka’s secret pleasure. Determined not to let Myka off the hook this time, Helena challenges Myka to push her comfort limits.

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You Owe Me, Myka Bering

Athena

HG Wells was on a mission. She needed some of those lovely little yellow sticky notes. For some reason there were none downstairs or in any of the drawers in the kitchen. She was starting to lose patience with her fellow agents for not leaving at least one of those blasted pads for her to use. Trekking back upstairs she noticed that the door to Myka’s room was slightly ajar. Pushing it open she realized why. Myka’s bed was unmade and the fluffy, lovely duvet that Myka so cherished was hanging out the open window. Helena smiled to herself when she remembered Leena saying something about winter coming and flannel sheets. Not one to care much for domestic work, Helena pushed the trivial thought aside and returned to her mission at hand.

Myka had told her on more than one occasion that Helena was always welcome in her room. She had even pointed out her bookcase to Helena, inviting her to borrow any book from there she so desired. Well, Helena did not desire a book on this clear, sunny day in November. She desired to find some of those lovely little sticky notes. Sitting down by Myka’s desk she pulled out a drawer. She carefully sifted through the contents, but had no luck. Examining one drawer after the other she found all sorts of other useful things, including Myka’s diary. Helena fiddled with it for a few precious seconds, contemplating picking the lock, but then put it back in the drawer. She respected Myka too much to do something like that.

Helena leaned back in the comfortable desk chair and sighed. She swiveled around to face the bed when she spotted the drawer on Myka’s nightstand. A smile crept up and she gracefully got up and approached the bed. Kneeling by the nightstand she pulled out the drawer. A medium sized box and some tissues were the first things she saw. She gently pulled out the box and then noticed a black velvet bag in the back. Curious she pulled it out too. Feeling confident that the box might hold stationery or something of that kind Helena pried it open. Inside she found several familiar objects, though it was nothing even close to what she had expected.

She pulled out a boarding card stub from their return trip from Russia. It had Myka’s name on it and the seat number. Stuck to it was another stub, with Helena’s name and the seat next to Myka’s. Intrigued, Helena put them back. She noticed a folded brochure and gently pulled it out. It was a map of her house in London, the now so called HG Wells Museum. Helena’s eyebrow shot up when she noticed that her study was circled with a note in Myka’s handwriting saying ‘start here’. Helena smirked to herself; she started to put the pieces together and was not very surprised when she found her missing red scarf at the bottom of the box. What did surprise her was a small lock of what appeared to be her hair. She bit her lip as she stared at it. There really was only one reason why someone kept a lock of someone else’s hair. Myka must have saved some that day when she took Helena to the local hair salon for a haircut.

“Oh, Myka,” she whispered.

Spotting what she had originally come for she pulled out the yellow Post–it note. She made a face when she realized that it was already used. Then her eyebrows shot up when she recognized her own handwriting. You can owe me. She chuckled and put it back in the box. Closing the lid she put Myka’s treasure chest back in the drawer. She was just about to close it when she remembered the velvet bag. She picked it up and gently pulled it open wider. There was some kind of cylindrical object inside. Curious, Helena reached inside and pulled out the only contents. Her eyebrows shot up again as she stared at the pink phallus in her hand.

“My, oh, my,” she mumbled. “Myka Bering, you are a woman of delightful secrets.”

She weighed the strange phallus in her hand for a moment contemplating what to do. Finally she slipped it back in the bag and tightened the drawstring. She pulled out the box to place the bag back where she had found it. Pushing the drawer closed it jammed a little, and she ended up shaking the nightstand in her efforts to close it. Tumbling off the top was a pen – and a Post–it note pad. Helena burst out laughing. It had been there right under her nose the entire time. She picked it up and put it in her pocket. She tried to push the drawer shut, but ended up having to pull it out the entire way before gently pushing it back inside.

Helena sat on the floor for moment thinking about Myka and her discovery. She knew Myka was fond of her, but she also knew that Myka had been very evasive when Helena had pushed for more intimate contact. Every time she had respected Myka’s need for space and had backed off, leaving Myka in a flushed state. Perhaps it was time to push forward further?

Resolute, Helena pulled out the drawer and opened the box. She grabbed her red scarf before closing it up again. She scribbled something on the top Post–it note and pulled it off, sticking it on Myka’s nightstand, placing the red scarf on top. With a mischievous grin, Helena left Myka’s room.

* * * * *

Myka eagerly climbed the stairs to the second floor. After hours cramped in a seat in coach it felt good to stretch her legs. She and Pete had just returned from a two night long mission. A late arrival had forced Myka to call Leena to let her know not to wait for them with dinner. Too hungry to wait for leftovers back home, Pete had treated them to burgers on the drive back from the airport.

The inn had been quiet when they finally pulled up. Pete had dumped his bag by the stairs and collapsed, sprawled across the sofa downstairs chatting with Claudia. Myka was itching to get out of her clothes, take a shower and slip into her soft new yoga pants before curling up by the fire with her book that she had started the night before they left for the mission. Perhaps if she was lucky, she thought, Helena would keep her company which would make the evening complete. Entering her room she pushed the door closed before kicking off her boots. She shed her clothes and headed for the shower.

Ten minutes later she sighed happily as she pulled on soft socks and her most comfortable outfit. She sat down on the bed and reached for her book on the nightstand. She shot up when she spotted the item folded neatly on her nightstand. Helena’s scarf. She picked it up with trembling fingers, revealing the note below. She pulled it off and brought it closer so she could read it.

“You owe me,” she read. “I am collecting.” Myka sat down with a thump on the bed as she stared at the note and the scarf in her other hand. “Shit!”

A soft knock on the door made her jump and she shoved the scarf under her pillow and stuck the note inside her book.

“Come in.”

The door opened to reveal Helena’s smiling face. “I thought I heard you in here.”

“Hi,” Myka said and blushed. She chewed on her lip and looked away.

“May I come in?” Helena purred.

“Sure.”

Helena eased in, graceful as a cat and closed the door behind her. She took a step closer to Myka and waited. She glanced at the nightstand, noting that the scarf and her note were gone.

“I see you got my note.”

“Yeah,” Myka whispered. She looked up at Helena with a pained expression on her face. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” Helena asked and sat down next to Myka.

“For keeping your scarf.”

“Oh.”

Myka’s shoulders slumped.

“Well, you can make it up to me,” Helena said with a mischievous grin.

“How?” Myka asked a little warily.

“I found something else in your drawer,” Helena said with a teasing grin as she ran a finger down Myka’s cheek. “I want you to show me how to use it.”

Myka’s eyes grew huge and she trembled under Helena’s touch. “What?”

“You have a phallus.”

“Huh?” Myka said and she thought fast, trying to figure out what Helena meant. She blushed furiously when she figured it out. “My dildo?” she whispered.

“Is that what you call it?” Helena said and smiled. “Yes. I’ve never seen anything like it. The ones I once had were made of ivory and wood.”

“Silicone,” Myka mumbled. “It’s made out of silicone.”

“It appeared to be mechanical. Is that correct?” Helena asked, twirling a lock of Myka’s still damp hair.

“It’s a vibrator,” Myka clarified. “It vibrates when you turn it on.”

“How absolutely delightful!” Helena said cheerfully.

Myka groaned and closed her eyes.

“I can’t wait for you to show me.”

Myka’s eyes popped open and she stared at Helena. “You want me to masturbate? In front of you?” Helena nodded, still smiling. “Why?” Myka said, feeling tears burn in her eyes. “Why do you want to humiliate me like that? For a good laugh?”

Helena caressed Myka’s cheek and then took her hand. She tilted her head and looked Myka straight in the eyes.

“Of course not, darling. Have you not done that before?”

“No!”

“Not even with a lover?”

Myka blushed and shook her head.

“It can be quite stimulating.”

“But we’re not lovers,” Myka said in a small voice.

Helena caressed her hair and eased up further on the bed next to Myka. She leaned against the headboard and pulled Myka closer. She was pleased that Myka allowed the touch.

“I want to learn Myka, that’s all,” Helena said and placed a kiss on Myka’s head.

“I’ll let you borrow it,” Myka said quickly.

Helena shook her head. “I much prefer you showing me.”

“Why?” Myka turned her head and looked confused at Helena.

“It inspires me. Do you trust me, Myka?” she asked softly.

“I do,” Myka said and sighed.

“Then don’t be embarrassed.”

“You want me to get naked in front of you,” Myka mumbled more to herself than to Helena.

“It usually works best that way,” Helena said with a chuckle. “Though if you prefer you only have to remove your trousers.”

“Have you done this before?” Myka asked and turned a little. “With past lovers?”

Helena nodded. “And with others.”

Myka frowned. “Who?”

“I showed a few of my friends how to use a phallus and how to pleasure themselves. It was knowledge not normally passed on to women at the time.”

Myka bit her lip as she contemplated Helena’s words. Finally coming to a decision she looked at Helena for a long moment.

“How do you want to do this?”

“How do you normally use it? In bed?” Myka nodded. “Why don’t you get comfortable then and I will stay over there,” she suggested and gestured towards the foot of the bed.

Myka slipped off the bed and pulled out the drawer on her nightstand. She reached back and picked up the dildo. She handed it to Helena who was now lounging across the foot of the bed. She turned her back at Helena and removed her pants. She was about to get back on the bed when she remembered the door. She quickly locked it and then returned to the bed. She placed a couple of pillows against the headboard and then leaned against them. She was dressed in a tank top, panties and socks. Helena smiled up at her.

“You look lovely Myka.”

Myka smiled and pulled off her socks, tossing them on the floor. She chewed on her lip as she shimmied out of her panties and dropped them next to the bed. She kept her legs closed preventing Helena from seeing anything more than her legs. Helena ran her hand up Myka’s calf. Myka looked at her and saw the look of complete honesty in Helena’s gentle eyes. She smiled and held out her hand for the dildo. Helena gently placed it in her palm. Myka closed her fingers around the soft silicon.

“I left the batteries inside so all you need to do is twist the knob,” she said and showed Helena.

Helena made a little startled sound when the vibrator started to buzz. She wrapped her fingers around the tip and nodded when she felt the tingling movement.

“I am sure it creates a pleasant feeling.”

“It does,” Myka mumbled.

“Don’t be shy, darling. I am certain that you’re beautiful in passion.”

Myka blushed and slowly pulled up her knees. Helena took a deep breath and smiled at her, resting her hand on Myka’s ankle.

“Stunning.”

Myka closed her eyes as she ran her fingers over her sex. She trembled a little at the naughty thought of Helena watching her. As her fingers stroked softly she eased into her usual way of touching herself. She rubbed her nipples, and then squeezed the left one. It did not feel the same through the fabric of her shirt, but it was not bad.

“Put your hand under your shirt, love,” Helena encouraged. “It will feel much better.”

Myka smiled and nodded. She slipped her hand under the tank top and cupped her breast, teasing the nipple. She kept stroking her clit and she started to get wet. Reaching lower she dipped a finger inside. She opened her eyes when she heard Helena gasp. Helena’s cheeks were a little flushed and she leaned closer. Myka moved her left leg, opening herself up further. Her action was rewarded by a beautiful smile from Helena.

Myka sighed as she kept stroking her sex a while longer. She was really wet by now and she knew that Helena’s presence was part of why. She pulled her hand out from under her shirt and picked up the dildo. She turned it on again and looked at Helena.

“I normally don’t last very long once I use this,” she said and looked away from Helena’s soft eyes.

Helena stretched out on the bed, leaning on her elbow. She nodded in understanding. Myka took a deep breath and sank down a little further on the bed, her legs spreading a bit wider in the process. Her lips parted and she gasped softly as she touched the dildo to her sex. She closed her eyes and moved the tip to coat it in her juices. When feeling it glide easily against her slick folds she slowly pushed it inside. Her eyes opened when she heard Helena gasp.

“Beautiful,” Helena whispered and swallowed.

Myka smirked a little when she realized that Helena was getting turned on from watching her. The thought made her braver and she met Helena’s eyes.

“Are you watching?” she murmured.

Helena nodded and her eyes went back to Myka’s hand and the dildo. She bit her lip as Myka eased the sex toy further inside her.

“You need to figure out what you like,” Myka said with a gasp when she twisted the dildo as she pulled it out. “I like to move it around, twisting it, but you might not.”

Helena took a deep breath and watched Myka twist her wrist as she eased the dildo back inside. The buzzing sound was hypnotic to her and she could not tear her eyes off of Myka’s sex.

“Sometimes I like to keep it inside while using my fingers,” Myka said in a slightly strained voice. “Other times I pull it out and press it against my clit until I come.”

Helena placed her palm on Myka’s knee, pushing gently, making her open up further. Myka smiled at her. She slowly slipped the slick dildo out of her and ran it over her folds. Her legs trembled as she pressed the tip against her clit. Helena sucked in a quick breath of air as she could feel it.

“You’ve made love to a woman, haven’t you?” Myka whispered.

“I have,” Helena confirmed in a slightly hoarse voice.

Myka opened her eyes and looked at Helena. She moved the dildo around until she found the right spot. She gasped and wet her lips as she felt herself build fast. She tossed her head back and her body tensed as she came with a soft squeak and whimper. When she finally removed the dildo from her sex she gasped for air, her eyes still closed. The sex toy buzzed in her hand as she tried to gather enough energy to turn it off. She opened her eyes when she felt Helena’s fingers close around her wrist. She watched Helena turn it off. She held her breath as Helena’s nostrils flared. To Myka’s surprise Helena took the dildo from her and touched her tongue to the tip, tasting Myka on it. Their eyes met and Myka could see the lust in Helena’s.

“You were magnificent, darling,” Helena whispered.

“Come here,” Myka whispered and held out her hand.

Helena moved closer until she was kneeling between Myka’s legs. Myka took her hand and sat up. She cupped Helena’s cheek and pulled her closer until their lips met in a soft kiss.

Myka sighed when she felt a faint taste of herself on Helena’s lips. She shivered and pulled Helena closer. She made a protesting sound when Helena pulled away a moment later.

“Darling,” Helena said and cupped Myka’s chin. “This has been an absolutely lovely discovery.”

Myka grinned and nodded. She touched Helena’s lips. “Why did you do that?”

Helena laughed. “I just had to taste your essence. Your scent is delightful. I am afraid I could not quite help myself.”

“Helena, will you stay?”

Helena nodded. She sat up and allowed Myka to help her out of her shirt. She slipped off the bed and stood, silently watching as Myka pushed her pants down. Helena stepped out of them. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Dropping the flimsy silk item on the floor she smiled at Myka.

“Do you wish me in all my glory?”

Myka chuckled and nodded. She hooked her fingers inside Helena’s underwear and pulled them down. She noticed the dampness and looked up at Helena with a smug grin.

“Seems like I was not the only one to enjoy my dildo.”

Helena laughed and cupped Myka’s face. “I almost spent watching you.”

Myka blushed and chewed on her lip. She moved on the bed, making room for Helena. As Helena slipped under the covers, Myka pulled her tank top over her head and tossed it aside. Sitting next to Helena she placed her palm on Helena’s flat stomach, fanning her fingers out over the perfect skin. Helena sighed and smiled at her.

“God, Helena, you’re so beautiful,” Myka said in amazement as she took in the sight of HG Wells displayed in front of her.

“I have desired your touch for so long, darling. Will you please touch me?” Helena whispered and placed her hand on top of Myka’s.

Myka smiled and nodded. She raised Helena’s hands to her lips and kissed first the back of it, then the palm, and finally Helena’s fingertips, lightly touching them with the tip of her tongue. A tiny gasp revealed that the touch had indeed had the desired effect on Helena. With a naughty smile on her lips Myka took Helena’s index finger in her mouth, sucking gently, sliding her tongue over the slender digit.

“Oh God,” Helena whimpered and her eyes fluttered shut.

After a moment Myka removed Helena’s finger from her mouth and used the wet tip to circle Helena’s nipple. Helena’s eyes flew open at the touch. Myka smiled and bit her lip.

“Do you like that?”

Helena nodded silently, her hand shaking slightly. Her lips separated and she took a deep shaky breath as Myka bent down to take her nipple in her mouth.

“Mmm, yes!”

Myka licked and sucked, now and then flicking the tip of her tongue over Helena’s nipple. She let go of Helena’s hand and cupped the other breast, teasing the nipple, feeling it harden between her fingers. Satisfied with the response, Myka moved her hand down Helena’s side, finding other sensitive spots that she caressed and raked her nails over until Helena was sobbing with need. When Myka finally placed her palm against Helena’s sex she was rewarded by a loud whimper and gasp. Helena tossed her head to the side, gripping the pillow under her head.

Myka watched Helena’s face as she slowly stroked a finger along Helena’s sex. Helena was more than ready for her touch and when Myka sank her finger deeper she sighed at the delicious feeling of hot wetness that surrounded her finger. She curled her finger and dragged it up and over Helena’s clitoris. Helena whimpered and pushed up against Myka’s hand.

“Yes,” she whispered. “More…”

Myka moved down a little on the bed and kept stroking Helena. Angling her hand she pushed a finger inside her lover causing another groan and sigh. Feeling Helena open up to accommodate her, Myka added another finger, and soon a third finger. Helena whimpered and trembled under her. Spotting the abandoned dildo Myka smiled. She slipped her fingers out of Helena to loud protests. Wrapping her slick fingers around the tip she warmed it in her hand as she moved down until she could place the softest of kisses on Helena’s sex.

“God! Myka!”

Helena shook as Myka dragged her tongue over her soft folds. Myka sucked gently on less sensitive areas, then teased Helena’s opening, dipping her tongue inside her for a moment, tasting her. Feeling Helena’s need, she flicked her tongue over the clitoris a couple of times, bringing Helena closer to release. Myka smiled when Helena’s fingers tangled in her curls, guiding her, trying to make her stay where she was. Myka had no intention of having Helena lead in this dance and instantly stopped her soft licking of Helena’s sex until Helena eased her grip on her hair. Myka awarded her with a soft kiss and Helena sighed.

Myka looked up at Helena as she touched the tip of the dildo to her opening. Helena’s eyes opened instantly and they looked at each other.

“May I?” Myka asked with a sweet smile.

Helena just nodded, biting her lip. When Myka achingly slowly eased the dildo inside her, filling her, Helena’s lips separated and she gasped. Myka stopped and Helena sighed and then smiled, nodding again, encouraging Myka to continue. When Myka felt that Helena had reached her limit, she turned the vibrator to its lowest setting. It instantly hummed and Helena yelped in surprise, at the delightful tingling it caused inside her. Myka watched her face intently to make sure that Helena was okay.

“Dear God,” Helena moaned.

“Do you like it?” Myka asked, needing confirmation.

“Incredible,” Helena whispered and smiled.

Myka chuckled and turned the speed up a little before slowly slipping it out of Helena. Helena whimpered and trembled, clearly enjoying the feeling. Myka eased the dildo in and out of her lover as they found their rhythm together. Helena’s gasps and whimpers became faster and louder. Myka touched her tongue to Helena’s clitoris and Helena cried out.

“Yes! Oh God, yes!”

Myka licked softly at first as she kept moving the dildo. She turned it and angled it differently. Helena sobbed and the trembling increased. She was teetering on the edge. Looking up at Helena’s face, Myka closed her lips around the clitoris, licking fast as she sucked the little tip into her mouth. Helena yelled loudly as she came. Her fingers again tangled in Myka’s hair, this time determined to keep Myka in place. Myka licked and sucked, pressing the dildo against the most sensitive area inside Helena. When Helena finally whimpered and relaxed, Myka placed a soft kiss on her lover’s sex and turned off the dildo, but leaving it in place. She moved up and took Helena in her arms, kissing her brow as Helena gasped for air.

“It’s okay,” Myka whispered. “I’ve got you.”

“Dear God, Myka,” Helena said, her voice a little hoarse. She looked up at Myka. “That was truly amazing.”

Myka grinned and kissed her. Helena held on to Myka, seemingly desperate for the reassuring closeness. She shivered when the dildo started to slide out of her. Moving away from Myka for a moment she reached down and slowly slipped it out. She looked at it for a moment and then put it down on the bed beside her. She put her head down on Myka’s shoulder and pulled her close.

“Rest Helena,” Myka whispered.

* * * * *

When Myka woke a while later it was late. She glanced at the display on her alarm clock and then the woman sleeping peacefully next to her. HG Wells looked so calm and relaxed in sleep. Myka knew it was rare for Helena to feel completely at peace and happy. Seeing her like this brought a smile to Myka’s lips. As her thoughts wandered, her smile faded. They had crossed a line tonight, but what did it really mean? Myka knew that Helena had had many lovers in the past. Now she knew that some of them had been women. The uncertainty of what this meant to Helena nagged at Myka’s mind, and she started to hurt inside, fearing that this was the only time she would have this beautiful woman in her bed. Deep in thought, worrying about the future, Myka missed the fluttering of dark eyelashes and it took her a moment to realize that dark eyes were watching her intently.

“What’s wrong, love?” Helena whispered.

Myka smiled briefly and then looked away. She flinched for a moment when Helena gently touched her chin, turning her head until they were again looking at each other.

“Was this not what you wanted?”

“Of course it was!” Myka said heatedly.

“Then what is wrong?”

“What does this mean to you?” Myka whispered.

“I don’t understand,” Helena said with a frown.

“Do you want me? More than just this?” Myka mumbled and looked down.

“Myka,” Helena said and caressed her cheek. “I adore you. I will take whatever you are willing to give.”

Myka looked at her a little hesitantly. “You really mean that?” Helena nodded. “So if I want more, if I want us to be together, you would be okay with that?” Again Helena just nodded. She leaned closer and brushed her lips against Myka’s.

“Darling, I would be so proud to be your chosen one,” Helena said seriously. “In the past, it was rare, if not impossible, to find a lover who was my equal. With you I feel that I have that, and more. You are the woman I always wanted to be.”

“Oh Helena,” Myka said and smiled. “Thank you.”

“No, thank you.”

Myka pulled Helena close and kissed her. She could feel the heat build inside her again, but realizing how late it was, and how exhausted she really was, she held it at bay, just basking in the warmth of being in Helena’s arms. She tugged the comforter a little higher and encased them both in a cocoon of warmth. Helena sighed happily and snuggled closer, wrapping her leg around Myka’s as she fell asleep again. Myka smiled and closed her eyes.

THE END

Author’s Note:

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