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The Prototype

Chapter Text

Helen wasn't sure what to expect from Evelyn Deavor's laboratory. Whatever she had expected, she had been unprepared for just how cluttered it was. As she looked around, she found herself wondering how Evelyn kept any of her blueprints or files straight.

Out of politeness, she took her eyes off the mess and looked at Evelyn. "What did you want to show me?" Helen asked.

"Well," Evelyn said, "it's more like something you can help me with." She walked to a set of drawers and opened the bottom one.

Helen's eyebrows lifted. "Something I can help you with?" she repeated.

Evelyn turned to face Helen, a slow smile appearing on her face. "It's a new technology that allows people to experience sensation through a material I've created. So for example, if someone has nerve damage in their hand, they would wear a glove made of this material and they would be able to feel whatever the glove touches. And...I realized it could have other uses." Evelyn shifted her weight slightly so Helen could see what she was holding, and Helen's eyes widened and a tiny gasp escaped her mouth. "It would also allow someone to experience sensation through a sex toy. And I need someone to help me test that potential use with this prototype."

Helen swallowed hard. She was uncomfortably aware of her heartbeat. "I...you want me to…" She trailed off, lost for words.

"You nervous?" Evelyn asked. She put her head on one side. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

Helen felt a slight shiver run up her spine. "I...I didn't mean that. It's...it's not you, it's that…" Her right hand went to her wedding ring.

"I know about you and Mr. Incredible," said Evelyn. "Is it cheating if it's for science, and with another woman?"

Helen worried her lower lip between her teeth. He kept secrets from you, whispered a tiny voice in her head. You can have a secret from him. And it's not like he would see anything you could possibly do with Evelyn as actual sex.

"'It's not you,'" Evelyn repeated. "Does that mean you're interested?"

"More like...curious," said Helen. Her voice sounded small.

Evelyn placed the sex toy, along with the harness and a few objects in her hand, down on a desk. She walked slowly over to Helen, and Helen almost looked away in shame, but her eyes fell on Evelyn's hips, which swayed lightly as the other woman approached. Evelyn draped her arms around Helen's neck. "Hey." Evelyn's voice was soft. "I can't tell why you're hesitating, but whatever's making you hesitate…"

Helen reached to interlock her fingers behind Evelyn's back. "I've never even kissed a woman before," she got out. "I never...let myself even think about it. Much."

"I know being a superhero is technically a government job," said Evelyn, her voice warm and low. "I won't report you. I think the way gay people can be fired and blacklisted in this country is disgusting. Hell, I'm glad I'm DevTech's inventor because I can't fire myself for being a lesbian." She paused. "And helping me test the prototype doesn't mean anything about you, one way or another. Only what's in your head matters."

Helen only hesitated a moment before leaning in and kissing Evelyn deep on the lips. Evelyn kissed her back, slow and deliberate but with a kind of burning intensity, like she had been waiting for that moment and couldn't believe it had arrived.

Helen leaned back slightly. "How many women have you gotten to test your...your prototype?" she asked.

"You'll be the first," said Evelyn. "But I promise it's safe. I just need to collect some data on input from the material's surface, especially to see if there are any differences between the sizes."

"There are different sizes?" Helen asked, and Evelyn crossed the room again to pick up the prototype and show it to Helen. The small silver phallic shape became larger when Evelyn pushed a button on a small panel on the harness, larger still when Evelyn pushed a different button, and returned to its original size when Evelyn pushed a third button.

"There are three sizes," Evelyn clarified.

"Oh," Helen managed. "That's...very clever."

"Thank you." Evelyn beckoned to Helen. "This way. Let's go somewhere comfortable."

Helen followed Evelyn into an adjoining room that contained a mini fridge, a small armoire, a laundry hamper, and a cot. "Sometimes I crash in here when I work late and don't feel like going home," Evelyn explained.

Helen wet her lips. "Will you have the time tonight to set up our plan to catch the Screenslaver if we...test this prototype?" she asked.

Evelyn smiled. "Yeah, should be fine. And besides, if you catch the Screenslaver tomorrow, my brother may decide that that's the perfect capstone to the campaign to get superheroes legalized, and you'll go back home."

Helen smiled back. "You want my help with this that badly?"

"I really do," said Evelyn. "I'll get better results if the participants are as into the experience as the people who'll be using the finished product. And…" Her eyes roved over Helen. "...you are stunning."

Helen felt her cheeks flush. She reached for the fastenings on the too-dark, too-shiny Galbaki supersuit, glad for multiple reasons to be taking it off. Evelyn made a low noise of approval and began unbuttoning her own blouse. Helen watched Evelyn undress, letting her blouse, camisole, trousers, and panties fall casually to the floor. Helen's throat went dry as she took in the sight of Evelyn's finely sculpted body, her smooth tan skin, her dramatic bone structure.

Helen's hands were shaking as she discarded the comfortable undergarments that she wore beneath her supersuit, leaving her completely exposed. Evelyn closed the space between them with a few steps and touched a soft kiss to Helen's mouth. "Like I said, stunning," Evelyn breathed. "Now...you get comfortable, and I'll set up a few things for the experiment. It won't take long."

Helen sat down on the cot. Evelyn used the harness to strap the prototype to herself, used some kind of adhesive gel to apply some kind of small square patch to the back of her neck, and pressed a few buttons on the panel attached to the harness. "Okay, it's recording." She climbed onto the cot and gently lifted Helen's chin with one hand. "You ready?"

Helen swallowed. "Can we go slow?"

Evelyn kissed her. "In order for me to get the most useful data, we both should have as normal a sexual response cycle as possible. So if you want to go slow, we go slow." She tucked some of Helen's hair behind her ear. "How do you want to start? Breast play? More kisses?"

Helen's eyes flicked down to Evelyn's pert breasts. She lay down. "We can start with breast play."

"Sounds good to me," Evelyn murmured. She leaned over and kissed Helen between her collarbones, then trailed kisses down to Helen's breasts. Helen held back a whimper as she felt Evelyn's lips against her sensitive skin, and she couldn't stifle the noise she made as Evelyn's lips closed over her nipple.

"Evelyn!" Helen gasped. She tangled her hands in Evelyn's soft hair. Evelyn made a low noise of assent, and Helen felt one of Evelyn's hands move to cradle her other breast. "That feels nice."

"Yeah?" Evelyn asked. She kissed Helen's nipple. "You like that?"

Helen nodded. "Mm-hmm." Evelyn smiled and went back to pleasuring Helen, working her hand so she was massaging Helen's breast and stimulating the nipple.

"Evelyn…" Helen sighed. "That feels so good, but...can I try doing this for you? Please?"

"You absolutely can," said Evelyn with a wicked grin. She sat up, dropped a quick kiss on Helen's lips, and lay down on her back. Helen leaned over her, hesitating as she was struck by a sudden wave of shyness; what if she was useless at making Evelyn feel good?

Evelyn touched her hair. "Everything okay?"

Helen took a deep breath. "Yes." She lowered her head to Evelyn's chest, peppering kisses on the impossibly tender skin. Evelyn sighed and pushed her hands through Helen's hair as Helen slowly took one of Evelyn's nipples into her mouth and suckled lightly.

"Oh, yeah," Evelyn breathed. "That feels good."

Encouraged, Helen slid one hand up Evelyn's side and covered her other breast with her hand, cupping and kneading gently. Evelyn moaned. "Ohhh, fuck...Elastigirl…"

Helen looked up and only hesitated for a moment before saying "You can call me my wallet name. It's Helen."

"Helen," Evelyn whimpered, and Helen shivered at the sound. "You sure I'm the first woman you've been with? You're good at this."

Helen blushed a little at the praise. "I'm sure. Should I...keep going?"

"Yes, you definitely should," Evelyn groaned. She squirmed beneath Helen. "Please."

Helen moved her mouth to Evelyn's other nipple and was rewarded with another loud moan from Evelyn. She began massaging the breast that she wasn't attending to with her mouth, and Evelyn let out a cry that sounded almost pained. Helen looked up at her. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

"I'm fine," Evelyn managed. She swallowed audibly. "I just really, really want to be inside you, but you said you wanted to go slow and I didn't want to pressure you."

Helen leaned down and kissed Evelyn keeply. "You can be inside me now. I'm ready," she whispered.

Evelyn wrapped her arms tightly around Helen. "Okay," she said lowly, her voice shaking. "I thought we could start with the smallest size. I'll have to be inside you for a certain amount of time at each size to get the data I need, but it's not that long, so if you get bored at the smaller sizes, it shouldn't take forever."

Helen nodded and lay down, parting her legs for her new lover as Evelyn clambered on top of her. Evelyn pecked her a kiss. "You ready for me?"

"Yes," Helen murmured. She bit her lower lip as she felt Evelyn guide the prototype into her. Her eyelids fluttered at the sensation, and her heart raced at the sound of pure pleasure and relief Evelyn made as they joined.

"Oh, oh fuck," Evelyn panted. "That's so intense. May have to make some adjustments later." She kissed Helen's nose. "How does it feel for you?"

"I like having you inside me," Helen sighed, wrapping her legs around Evelyn's waist. Having Evelyn on top of her felt good, too; the sensation of Evelyn's breasts pressing against hers was unfamiliar, but delightful.

Evelyn moaned and began rocking her hips slowly. "I like being inside you," she cried out. "Oh, G-d, you feel so good..."

"Sounds like the prototype works," Helen teased a little breathlessly. "It's working for me too," she added, her back arching of its own volition, trying to push Evelyn deeper into her.

"I knew I'd experience sensation, but I had no idea you'd feel so fucking amazing," Evelyn groaned. "I can't wait to see how it will feel when you get a chance to try it."

"Ohhh," Helen breathed. "I get to try it?"

"Yeah," Evelyn got out. The motions of her hips grew quicker and sharper, and Helen couldn't help but cry out at the jolts of pleasure she felt in response. "Need as much data as possible. If you're…ohhh...okay with that."

"I'd love to try it," Helen got out. Forming words was becoming harder and harder. She hadn't expected much from the smallest size of the prototype, but Evelyn was proving her very much wrong.

A beeping sound sounded from the panel at Evelyn's waist. "Is everything okay?" asked Helen, praying that it was so they wouldn't have to stop.

"Yeah," Evelyn panted. "Got all the data I needed at that size. Time for the next size up, if you're ready."

"I'm ready," Helen sighed. Evelyn paused in her thrusts for a moment to push a button on the panel on the harness, and Helen called out as she felt the prototype increase in size within her. "Ohhh, I like that!"

"I do too," Evelyn gasped out. "I can feel more of you surrounding me. Fuck, this feels amazing."

"I don't know if you should let DevTech sell this, sweetie," Helen gasped out. "Anyone who uses it will never let their partner out of bed again."

"I'm about ready to tie you to this cot and never let you leave," groaned Evelyn. "I wish I could do this with you every night."

I'd have to convince my husband to let me help you collect more data, Helen almost said, but she didn't know if Evelyn would object to hearing about her husband. Instead, a wordless cry escaped her lips as Evelyn began to thrust harder. "Ohhh…!"

"Am I being too rough?" Evelyn bit out.

Helen shook her head no. "No, honey, you feel so good!"

"So do you, superstar," Evelyn called out. "Oh, G-d…" She leaned down and kissed Helen hungrily, and Helen kissed her back with equal fervor. Helen clung to her new lover, holding her close as their bodies moved together.

"You can go a little faster, sweetie," Helen managed.

Evelyn did, biting back a loud moan. "You like it a little rough, don't you?" she panted.

"Yeah," Helen sighed. "Yeah, I really do."

"So do I." Evelyn nuzzled and kissed Helen's neck again. "You like having your neck bitten?" she asked softly.

Helen trembled at the thought, a tremor so intense that for a moment she thought she was about to come. "I don't know. Not so...oooh...not so hard at first?"

"You got it."

Helen called out as she felt Evelyn's teeth against her neck, not biting yet, just applying slight pressure. "I like that," she got out.

"I do too," came Evelyn's breathless voice. She kissed the place where her teeth had just been before applying her teeth to Helen's throat again, this time closing her mouth slightly more and dragging her teeth along the delicate skin.

They both startled at the beeping noise that alerted them to the fact that all necessary data had been gathered for that particular size of the prototype. "Damn," Evelyn panted. "You ready for the biggest size?"

Helen kissed Evelyn soundly. "I'm ready."

"Okay." Evelyn pushed the button that caused the prototype to grow to its maximum girth and length. Helen gasped as her body responded to the sensation of being stretched and filled with the most delicious tremors that caused her to arch and tremble beneath Evelyn. She clutched her lover's shoulders, calling out helplessly and wordlessly.

"Fuck, I felt how hard you just came," Evelyn whispered, her lips near Helen's ear. "You okay to keep going?"

"Yes," Helen said once she caught her breath. "Just...slowly. This size is...a lot."

"Yeah, it is." Evelyn began to thrust again, slowly and carefully this time, but the sensation of the now quite sizable prototype moving inside Helen was more than enough to make her moan and sigh and rock her hips to match Evelyn's rhythm.

"I love how you feel, honey," Helen breathed.

"I love how you feel." Evelyn's voice was almost a growl. "Ohhh, you're going to make me come…!"

"Yeah?" Helen murmured. She pushed a hand through Evelyn's hair. "Are you going to come while you're inside me, Evelyn?"

"Yes," Evelyn grunted through clenched teeth. "I'm going to...oh, yes...oh, fuck, yes!" Evelyn's thrusts became quick and deep and sharp as her body quaked with pleasure. Helen passed her hands over her lover's back as Evelyn rode out her orgasm, whimpering with the effort not to thrust too hard.

Evelyn was still for only a moment before beginning to work her hips again, much more gently this time. "Did I hurt you?" she asked, her voice ragged.

"Might be a little sore later, but it will be worth it," Helen sighed.

"Good," Evelyn panted. She dropped a kiss on Helen's shoulder. "Want me to bite your neck a little more?"

"Some other time," Helen managed. "Right now I just want you to kiss me."

Instead of replying with words, Evelyn leaned down and kissed Helen tenderly, a long, deep, sweet kiss, the kind Helen would expect from a long-term partner, not...whatever this was. "Fine with me." Evelyn's voice was a low moan. "You're a phenomenal kisser."

"So are you, sweetie," breathed Helen. "I think we're doing very well at this experiment."

"G-ddamn I'm glad I built this," Evelyn groaned. "I could almost come again already."

Helen opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by another sound from the prototype; a different, longer kind of beep. "That's the end of that experiment," Evelyn explained, out of breath. "We can keep going if you'd like...or we could start a new experiment with you using the prototype."

"Oh, I most definitely want to try the new experiment," Helen assured Evelyn, dropping a quick kiss on her cheek.

"Okay." Evelyn kissed Helen's nose. "Let me just reset this thing…"

Helen made a tiny noise of protest and disappointment as the prototype shrank within her and then withdrew. As much as she was looking forward to being the one to wear it, she had loved feeling Evelyn inside her. Evelyn brushed a hand down her face. "You did great. Now let's get you set up."

Helen sat up woozily, still feeling a bit smack-dizzy after her orgasm. She managed to get up off of the cot and stand while Evelyn outfitted her with the harness and prototype and a clever electrode-like device at the back of her neck that connected to the prototype. Evelyn cleaned the prototype with some kind of antiseptic wipe, muttering about how the thing needed to be cleaned between uses, and Helen whimpered at the sensation.

Eventually Helen was brought down to earth by a firm kiss from Evelyn. "You ready?" Evelyn cooed, and Helen nodded. She watched as Evelyn lay down on her back, then beckoned to Helen. Helen swallowed hard and climbed onto the cot, her throat going dry as she watched Evelyn's legs move apart for her. She knelt between Evelyn's knees, heart pounding, and inched forward, lining herself up. She paused with the tip of the prototype a hair's breadth from Evelyn's core.

"Are you ready?" she managed, wondering if she was really talking to herself.

Evelyn nodded. "Extremely ready."

Biting her lower lip, Helen guided the prototype's length into her lover. Her mouth fell open and a gasp fled her lips at the sensation of Evelyn's wet heat enveloping the toy. "Ohhh, wow," she whimpered. "I didn't think it would feel this...realistic…" She wasn't sure that was the right word, but she could barely remember her own name. Her hips began to rock, almost independent of any conscious effort, acting on pure instinct to bury herself as deep in her lover as she could. She leaned down and kissed Evelyn hard. "You're brilliant."

"Thank you," Evelyn breathed. She wrapped her hands around hanks of Helen's hair. "You feel so good inside me."

"You feel so good around me!" Helen called out. It was a struggle to keep her eyes open, but she did it anyway, looking deep into Evelyn's extraordinary crystal blue eyes. "I see why you wanted to do this with me every night."

"It feels good, doesn't it?" Evelyn sighed. "Not that I'm not loving being on the receiving end." Her eyelids fluttered. "Which do you like better, giving or receiving?"

"Oh, not fair," Helen panted. "And I haven't tried the other two sizes yet."

"True, that question was premature." Evelyn's voice was a low moan. She pecked Helen a kiss, which Helen turned into a much longer and deeper kiss.

"I love kissing you while I'm inside you," said Helen breathlessly. She wanted to say something else about that, but she was cut off by the beeping from the panel at her waist that signaled that it was time to increase the size of the prototype. "Which button?"

"Feel for it; it's got a raised Arabic numeral 2 on it, and 2 in Braille," replied Evelyn.

After some brief fumbling, Helen found and pressed the button, and she cried out as she felt the prototype grow, pressing more on Evelyn's tight inner walls. "Ohhh…!"

"Oh, fuck, yeah," Evelyn groaned, her hips tilting to push Helen as deep into her as possible. "I like this size."

"I do too," Helen whimpered as she began to thrust again. "Now I really know what you meant by 'I can feel more of you surrounding me.'"

"It's intense, isn't it?" asked Evelyn, her voice both teasing and gentle.

"I wish we could do this...run this experiment...every night," Helen called out, echoing a similar statement of Evelyn's from earlier. She vaguely remembered that she had wanted to say something similar earlier and had stopped herself, but she couldn't recall why. All that seemed to exist in the universe was her and Evelyn.

"Me too," Evelyn breathed, reaching up to brush a few stray strands of hair back from Helen's face. "You're so good at this."

"Thank you," Helen panted. "Ohhh, you feel so good!"

"You like being inside me, don't you?" Evelyn sighed. She arched and squirmed beneath Helen. "I like having you inside me."

Helen wanted to say something in response to that, but all that came out of her mouth was a wordless moan. She could feel pleasure and tension building within her as her body steamrolled toward orgasm. "Oh, sweetie, I'm so close," she gasped out. "Do you need me to do anything else for you?"

"You can go a little faster," Evelyn managed.

Helen quickened the motions of her hips, calling out at the intense sensation of Evelyn's inner walls tightening around the prototype in response. "Ohhh, Evelyn…!"

"Fuck, I'm so close," Evelyn groaned. "Harder."

They were interrupted by the now-familiar beeping noise from the panel at Helen's hip. "Can I push the button while it's inside you, or do you need me to pull out first?" Helen managed, a little surprised she was able to string a sentence together.

"You can just push the button now," Evelyn answered, and Helen did. She let out a cry that could have been called a scream as she felt the prototype increase in size again. Her hips flexed in response, pushing as deep as she could into Evelyn's welcoming depths.

"Ohhh, Evelyn…" she called out. "Is it too much?"

Evelyn shook her head no. "Keep going."

Helen began to thrust again, and it was barely a few seconds before the sensations overwhelmed her and she buried her face in the curve of Evelyn's neck, her breath a sob as her body trembled in ecstasy. Evelyn pushed a hand through her hair. "You sound so good when you come," Evelyn sighed.

"I want to make you come now," Helen mumbled when she had command of words again.

"Oh, you will," Evelyn groaned. "Just keep going."

Helen leaned down and kissed Evelyn hard as she ratcheted up the pace of her thrusts. Evelyn passed her hands over Helen's back, moving down to Helen's backside and squeezing hungrily. Helen made a tiny noise in response, and Evelyn leaned back. "You don't like that?" Evelyn asked breathlessly.

"No...no, I do," Helen managed. "Just surprised."

"Surprised that I like…ohhhh...touching your beautiful ass?" Evelyn pecked Helen a kiss.

Helen trembled. "Yes...a little…" She kissed Evelyn again. "You can keep doing that."

Helen kept kissing Evelyn, savoring the sensations of Evelyn's full lips against hers, Evelyn's delicious tightness surrounding the prototype, and Evelyn's warm hands stroking and massaging her backside. "Oh, sweetie, I think I might come again," she whimpered.

"Yeah?" Evelyn said, her voice low and strained. "I'm so close too...kiss me more…"

Helen kissed Evelyn passionately, feeling Evelyn squirm and stiffen and quake beneath her, her inner walls clenching hard on the prototype, making Helen gasp and groan. "F-f-fuck," Evelyn sighed as she went limp. "That was so good."

"Evelyn…" Helen began, but she was cut off by the beeping from the prototype's panel that indicated that it was done collecting data.

"Can you pull out slowly?" Evelyn whispered. "I know you're close. I can go down on you if you want to come again."

"Okay," Helen panted. She was trembling as she slowly withdrew the prototype from Evelyn's body. Her hands shook and she struggled to remove the prototype's harness; Evelyn got up and helped her, then carefully removed the electrode-like device from the nape of Helen's neck. "Evelyn…" she whimpered, and Evelyn took her hands and pulled her back onto the cot.

Evelyn lay down. "Come here and kneel over my face."

Helen did. Evelyn stroked and kissed Helen's inner thighs, making Helen whimper. "Honey, don't tease!" Helen gasped out.

Evelyn chuckled lowly. "Okay. No more teasing." She leaned up and covered Helen's core with her mouth, stroking the hard, swollen pearl of flesh at the top of Helen's slit with her tongue.

"Ohhh…!" Helen cried out. "Oh, Evelyn!"

Evelyn hummed assent and continued the motions of her tongue, gripping Helen's thighs tightly. Helen's head tilted back and her hands made fists in Evelyn's silky hair. It seemed like barely any time had passed before Helen's body arched and trembled in euphoria and she let out a loud, desperate cry of Evelyn's name. She slumped back into the cot, fighting for breath.

Evelyn lay beside her and stroked her hair. "Thank you," Evelyn murmured. "This was my favorite experiment I've ever run, thanks to you. And I got plenty of usable data."

Helen giggled, feeling lightheaded and almost giddy. "I'm glad I could help."

"You helped a great deal." Evelyn brushed a hand down Helen's face. "So are you the type that likes to cuddle after sex?"

Helen felt a slight twinge in her chest. What she had done with Evelyn hadn't really been sex, right? It had been a scientific experiment.

Then again, it had felt a hell of a lot like sex.

"Hey." Evelyn's voice brought Helen out of her reverie. "Are you okay? I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"No, not at all, no." Helen wrapped her arms around Evelyn and they sank down to the mattress together. Helen tucked her head under Evelyn's chin; Evelyn brushed a hand through Helen's hair. "Evelyn?"

"Hmm?"

"What does...what does what we just did...mean?" Helen's voice was small.

Evelyn sighed. "It doesn't have to mean anything you don't want it to mean. Remember what I said before?"

"Only what's in my head matters," Helen repeated. "I don't...I don't really know what's in my head right now."

Evelyn was quiet for a moment. "Yeah, it can be hard to know sometimes, can't it?" Her voice was soft.

Helen closed her eyes. "Yes."

Evelyn touched Helen's hair again. "You'll figure it out."

Helen sighed. Part of her was afraid of what she would conclude if she "figured out" exactly what she was feeling at the moment, lying naked in another woman's arms and perfectly comfortable with that. "Maybe. Maybe I'll figure it out."

Evelyn gave Helen a quick squeeze. "I think you will, superstar."