Helena has to resist the urge to practically jump you as soon as she steps through the front door and sees you there, tidying your things up in the living room. After setting her bag down, Helena grabs you by the hips and pulls you close, reaching down to squeeze your thighs with a firm touch. “Missed you all day.” She murmurs, burying her face in your neck, breathing in the sweet familiarity of your skin. might be exhausted after being held up at work, but she’s never too exhausted for this.