"Glitches Aren't All Bad" (Sanctuary fic)
Sanctuary fic
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Sanctuary or it's characters, just playing :)
Not episode related
Yes, there will be graphic sex. My head is usually, but not always, in the gutter with them LOL
Characters: John and Helen
Rating: NC17
Glitches Aren’t All Bad
Helen was sitting at her desk looking over a file for the acquisition of a new abnormal when Will and Henry walked in. She looked up, smiled at them and addressed Will, “I trust you’re prepared for your trip to Cairo?” She closed the file she’d been reading and handed it to Will. “This is everything you should require for the transfer.”
“I’m just about to make my plane reservation.” Will replied as he took the file from Helen. “I’ve never been to Cairo. Should be interesting.”
Helen glanced at Henry just as he was opening his mouth to speak and said, “Take Henry and Kate with you this time. It’ll be good experience for them.”
“Awesome!” Henry began, “But The Big Guy’s gone for a few days too…” he trailed off as Helen held up a hand to stop him and gave him a patient smile.
“It’s alright Henry, as long as you’ve repaired the glitch in the EM Field. It’s only for a few days…I think I can manage. Now off you go. I have work to do.” she said as she waved them off, grinning and shaking her head slightly.
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Helen wandered through the quietness of the Sanctuary, rather enjoying the solitude. She stopped in the lab and spoke with Sally who informed her that some of the more sensitive abnormals had been agitated all day but couldn’t tell her why. Helen stopped in Henry’s lab on her way back upstairs to check the status of the EM Field, but everything seemed to check out. She put Sally’s warning to the back of her mind, but decided it best to keep up her guard as she made her way up to her bedroom.
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John watched Helen enter her bedroom from the cover of an alcove in the hallway. He smiled when she failed to close her door all the way, thinking she was completely alone in the Sanctuary tonight. He stealthily moved to the door and observed her through the partial opening. She turned on her favourite music at a low volume as she began to undress. To John, her every movement was music. He had always been fascinated by her, and that fact had not changed over the long decades. When she unclasped the front of her royal blue bra and uncovered her breasts, they bounced the slightest bit but it was enough for John to feel his cock beginning to harden. He watched as she removed the rest of her clothing and headed for the bathroom and promptly heard the shower begin to run.
He entered the bedroom and walked around, touching the things his Helen had touched. He picked up the soft blue silk robe that was lying on her bed and held it to his face. He closed his eyes and deeply breathed in Helen’s scent which had a direct effect on his lower regions, and beginning to be uncomfortable. But he could wait. Helen was always worth the wait. He heard the shower stop and moved to the shadow of the immense draperies covering the bedroom window.
She came out of the bathroom a perfect vision. Her long dark hair was wet and falling down her naked back, and the rest of her bare flesh perfect in John’s eyes. The sight of her had John reattempting to calm his overly aroused body. As he gazed at her, he thought she had always been the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He was pleased that she decided not to dress first as she moved around her room, then sat down and began combing her wet hair. When they were first together all those years ago, she would do this for him, to please him, to tease him, and he loved it then, just as he was enjoying it this evening. Now he watched from the shadows as she began to fashion her hair into a braid and as she did, the movement, with her arms raised, arched her back just so. Her breasts were pushed forward and they moved as she worked her hair. “Exquisite woman.” John thought. He was disappointed when she moved to the bed and picked up her robe. As she did so, she seemed to freeze on the spot and cocked her head slightly. John knew that she could feel his presence now. He wanted to watch her a little longer, but his desire for her and the fact that she now knew he was there, forced him to act.
Helen wasn’t caught completely off guard, as she suddenly sensed that John was in the room, but cursed herself under her breath for not being a little more vigilant. She quickly slipped the light garment around her body as she spun around and saw John coming out of his hiding place. John was gazing at her the way he often had, with complete and utter lust in his eyes. She felt her nipples hardening under his gaze. She couldn’t hide that fact, but the sudden wetness between her legs was a different matter, although John knew her better than any other man and she suspected he knew. She tried to ignore her sudden arousal and boldly asked, blue eyes blazing, “How the hell did you get in John?”
“You’re security has been…a little lax…shall we say?” As he responded, Helen immediately remembered the “glitch” in the EM Field yesterday and shook her head slightly. He slowly advanced on her, his eyes roaming over the outline of her aroused breasts under the thin fabric, then down to her long, luscious legs. “No need to fear me this evening. You look beautiful as ever Helen.” he whispered. He reached out and brushed his fingers over one hardened nipple which caused her to gasp in spite of herself.
She brushed his hand away roughly and said, “Get out John!” as she turned, attempting to tie the robe closed. She wanted to create distance between them because she was losing the battle of will between her logical mind and the always under the surface desire for him.
John was quicker, and he grasped her around her waist. He held her tightly against him and whispered in her ear, “Not quite yet my love. It’s been far too long. I won’t hurt you, I promise. Please Helen.”
It somehow never failed to amaze Helen how John could still so easily undo her. She could feel his hardened cock pressing against her and leaned back into him. She raised her arms then, and wrapped them around his neck, which caused the silk garment to fall open. He responded by moving his hand from her waist to her breast through the opening and gently tweaked the nipple. Helen moaned softly, struggling to turn around in his arms and John allowed it. He lowered his head to meet hers and they began a deep, rough kiss, they’re tongues wrestling. John’s hands found their way under the robe and roamed her body as he moved them toward her bed. He grasped the thing and quickly removed it from her and placed butterfly kisses across her breasts which sent shivering spasms through Helen’s body. As he lowered her down, she reached out to pull open his shirt and undo his trousers, taking in his erection as her breathing quickened.
When he was as naked as she, John laid her back, opened her legs to him and knelt between them. He lowered his head and began sucking and nipping at her breasts. She held his head in her hands as she arched to meet his lips. His tongue swirled around the nipple of one breast until it was tight and then he sucked hard which made her all but come. She began squirming, moving her hips toward his cock, inviting, pleading. One of John’s hands moved down between her legs and he dove two fingers into the inviting slippery opening. Helen could not help the rocking of her hips against his hand. She brought his head to hers and caught his mouth with her own. As John’s fingers brought her almost to the brink of orgasm he removed them and Helen made a noise akin to a growl of frustration.
He kissed his way down Helen’s body leaving her shivering with pent up arousal. His lips found her wet folds and he began to kiss them, lick them, suckle them. His tongue traced her opening and began to tease.
“John, please…” Helen panted as she spread her legs wider and arched toward him.
John’s hardened cock could wait no longer for her. He sat up and helped her up to her knees and turned her around so that she knelt at the head of the bed with her hands braced on the ornate headboard. He knelt behind her and spread her legs apart and plunged his cock into her slippery depth. Helen arched her back and groaned as he began to thrust in and out of her body. He thrust harder, breathing heavily now, and placed rough nips and kisses along her shoulders. He reached around with one hand and pushed a finger against her swollen clit and held it there. His other hand grabbed tight to the damp braid in her hair. He pulled her head back against his shoulder, plunging his cock in and out of her pussy and buried his face in the soft skin of her neck.
Helen was in a state of euphoria as she came around John harder than she ever had. She was vaguely aware that she may pass out from the overwhelming sensations and clenched her teeth, trying and hopelessly failing to keep her scream at a minimum. John held tight to both the braid and her clit as he came at the same time, gripping her tighter and tighter as her walls clenched his cock. His groan of pleasure was lost in the crook of her lovely neck.
Panting, John lowered them down, but keeping them in the same position as they lay on the bed. As they both lay breathing heavily still, he held her tightly in his arms. He knew things between them would never be over, even if these encounters were rare. Helen would always be his.
Helen had fallen asleep in John’s arms. As he watched her, he felt the creature in him grow restless; it did want Helen’s life and she was right to be wary of him, as much as John loathed this fact. He quickly left the bed and dressed…he would never take her life. After all of the things he had put her through, he loved her still. He took one last look at Helen’s gloriously naked sleeping form, then ran out of the room and out of the Sanctuary before he lost control. Once outside the gate, it would lock behind him and he knew he could not teleport back inside. She’d be safe from him.
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The following morning, when Helen awakened, she didn’t immediately leave the bed. She stretched, allowed herself the luxury of thinking about the night she spent with John. Her feelings for him were never uncomplicated. She loved him, she feared him, she desired him. After all these years she still did not understand the confusion in her head. John luckily had been in control of the creature and their rare encounters were thrilling and sexually satisfying but, she knew she had made herself vulnerable last night. “Well, on the bright side…I’m still living.“ she said to the empty room and she smiled.
She began to get ready for the day…everyone would be returning soon. The first order of business when Henry entered the Sanctuary, would be to order a complete workup of that bloody EM Field.