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American Werewolves in London: Part 5
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“Why are you still here?” Helena asked curling up on the cushions. Bette sat close to her, tired at last of the distance between them.
“You already asked that. And it’s because I like you. A lot.” Gentle fingers caressed Helena’s face, then ran through her hair.
“what does that even mean? A lot. You like me. pfft.” Helena drank her water faster. She wasn’t drunk anymore, but she was feeling light headed. She had no job, nothing to do all day. And the full moon wasn’t an issue—no more delusional talks with zombified friends or baying at the moon and eating people—she had Bette all to herself. Maybe that was why she started kissing her all of a sudden. They had nothing to lose. And they had nothing better to do. Bette’s lips felt like silk and every other cliché Helena had ever heard. She was so soft, so easy to sink into, arms wrapping tighter, bodies clinging, warmth finally mingling.
Helena’s mind wandered as their kiss deepened. What was she doing? What if Bette was dangerous?
And that was when Helena realized the truth. She didn’t care if Bette was dangerous. Maybe she even liked it a little. Or a lot.
“Just as long as you don’t bite too hard.” She said breathlessly, before devouring Bette’s lips again.
Bette moaned, deep in her throat, as Helena straddled her thighs. Something had changed in the other woman. Her kisses were still sweet, but they were more passionate than before. Bette grasped her thighs, running her fingertips roughly against the material of her jeans, before moving them to undo the button and unzip the front of them. Helena grasped her hand and roughly pressed it between her legs.
“Woah.” Bette pulled away, in awe and wonder, watching as Helena’s eyes flashed greedily, lustfully. “Can we take this into the bedroom?” She asked shyly. She looked down at her own hand, touching the most sacred of places, and she vowed never to hurt this woman again.
Helena found herself on her back, Bette’s lips against her neck, biting gently. She giggled as the American let out a fake growl, nuzzling and kissing her. Bette’s hand rotated slowly against Helena’s center, turning her on even more, but not rushing her to completion. “I want to do…everything to you…” Bette murmured in her ear. “I want to make you cum, but I want to take my time…” She pulled away to meet green eyes intently. “Am I going to have to tie you up? Or can I have my way with you?’
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Hello helebette, I just wanted to drop a line… this story is absolutely brilliant. I am loving it so much… long live Bette and Helena (if only)… thank you so much for your kind words and oh yeah… YOU ROCK. Sincerely, JC
Hey Hel so happy to read this new chapter and thought is was awesome. Loved how you had the banter between them and then how Helena just let herself go and love Bette and Bette professing her love to her. Now who eyes are they????
“the world’s most annoying voice” Yeah, that’s our Jenny. But I have to admit she’s pretty damn articulate even lacking a jaw. Trouble is: she doesn’t really have much to say and Bette really doesn’t want to hear it. I fear that annoying Jenny might just be right for once. I’m glad that Bette didn’t start growing curly hair all over her body (at least that she can remember), I like it growing just where it does, but if starts maybe she can get a poodle style trim. How threatening could she be then?
Even though Jenny is a Debbie Downer with her constant droning on at Bette to kill herself, I’d still miss her if she were to crumble into nothingness one of these days. I’ve been pondering the hairy wolf problem. Perhaps instead of a horrific metamorphosis into Michael Jackson, Bette could contract a rare hair loss disease that counteracts the standard werewolf excessive hair growth. Of course, the disease couldn’t be Alopecia because that usually leads to complete body hair loss. I would hate for Bette to lose her lustrous curls.
lmao…rufus and funnyone are solving the hair issue. that’s great. hiiiilarious
helebette, don’t DO it! I don’t know if my Bette is vampirized or werewolfized..I guess Tina bit her after all…or did she…I WANNNA KNOOOOOW…but she should not do the poodle trim, no matter what funny says, I mean, how many self respecting werewolves would show their faces wearing tufts with little bows? Zeeeero, thats how many. I like rufus’ idea…alopecia is the way to go with a clause that her head hair has to stay.I will prepare that injection as we speak. WHEN is jenny going to crumble into a pile of non annoying,non speaking, non throwing body partS DUST?
Jenny is fabulous! Can we have Shane as Zombie, undead hunter, vampire slayer or something, I think she needs to be in this tale somehow….
That was incredible…but ominous (ominous=helebette…i see that now). I’m assuming that’s vampire Tina out side…it has to be, right? PPS
Holy moley you have quite the imagination!