Life: Altered 03.33 ~ Suppose To Be

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“Got plans for me Romeo?”  Dana asked, insecure suddenly about this huge step that they were about to take.  Was Shane serious about this?  Shane, in a relationship, with her.

Dana shook her head, clearing the thought from her muddled mind.  This wasn’t the same Shane she’d known six months ago, this was a different woman that stood before her.  Tempered, older, and much wiser than the Shane that use to ***** ‘em and leave ‘em.

“Yes, but first, we need to just sit down, talk, and cuddle?  I’m really tired, and still a bit doped up, and hungry.”  Shane admitted as her stomach began to make noises only heard in the jungles of the Amazon.

“Food, yes.  You need to tell me what happened.”  Dana said, moving to the phone, relieved in a way that Shane hadn’t kissed her, and they hadn’t ended up on bed.  That was bad, very bad.  Because Dana wasn’t very graceful in bed, she was a geek, in every way, shape and form a total Nimrod.

“Yes, everything yes.  It’s a long story…”  Shane said, moving to the couch and sitting down, feeling at home, at peace and exhilarated.  She’d said what she needed to say, and even if she didn’t know where this was going, that was ok.  She had Dana, of all people Dana Fairbanks.  Dana grinned, picking up the phone and ordering room service.

For Two


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“Damn I am full.”  Shane lamented, they were sitting outside on the patio, shoulder to shoulder, having eaten just about everything that Dana had ordered.  Tasting as many of the dishes as they could.  Plates were piled just inside of the French doors, empty bottles of water and dirty utensils.

“DESSERT!”  Dana almost yelled and Shane groaned her stomach full to the busting point.  Dana got up, running to the other room and came back as excited as a kid, sitting next to Shane, who was rubbing her stomach.  Dana thought she looked so childlike and cute that way.  That’s what was so different about Shane now; she didn’t care what she looked like to anyone.  She was just comfortable in her own skin.

“No, Dane I can’t.”  Dana groaned, and popped the top of the ice cream and smiled having ordered this JUST for Shane.  She dipped the spoon into the ice cream,

“Open up…”  Dana said in a playful voice and a chuckle from Shane, she whimpered and tried to beg off. 

“No way, give me the spoon.”  Shane ordered and Dana pulled it away, Shane being extremely good at finding objects that were away from her now.  Dana had wondered on more than one occasion how she did that, it was as if she was so in tune with the world around her.

“No.”  Dana said her breath caught in her throat as she watched Shane‘s face changing in the failing light of the day.  Dana moved and sat between Shane‘s legs, her legs draped over Shane‘s.  Shane moaned, as Dana held the spoon over her mouth and a drop of ice cream hit her upper lip.

“Coffee….”  Shane said with a laugh, lapping at the melting ice cream and opened her mouth, letting Dana feed her the treat.  Her full stomach a thing of the past as Dana slowly fed her the cream.  Dana let the ice cream slowly drop from the spoon, hitting Shane‘s exquisite tongue and she sighed, as she tasted it.

“So this doctor put you on a plane, on her dime, as you so eloquently put it, and flew you here?  Cuz she promised her wife?  That she’d do something like that someday?”  Dana asked and Shane nodded,

“Yeah, and I never got her full name, all I know is Sam.  Dana, she was like an angel, it was destine.  You know.  She got us the room, everything, it was…  ***** destiny….”  Shane said, as Dana scooped up another heaping spoonful of ice cream, running it over Shane‘s lips, and Shane leaned back against the cool brick wall, savoring the taste.  Dana trailed the spoon over her lips, Shane‘s breath coming quicker, but she didn’t notice right away.  Then she became aware of Dana, her legs on hers, her body pressed close to her.  Her breath caught in her throat suddenly and Dana saw the change in her face.

“Shane?”  Dana asked, and Shane smiled, the warm feeling in her stomach spreading upward, filling her heart as she smiled brightly.  Dana, feeding her ice cream, a year ago she’d have bucked at the idea of this wonderful woman even entertaining the thought of being with her, they were to polar opposites.  That was what made this so right, so good and so sweet.

“Yeah?”  Shane said, her voice deep and smokey as she closed her eyes, licking the last of the ice cream from her lips.

“Are you ok?”  Dana asked the spoon perched just inches from Shane‘s mouth, the ice cream melting quickly in the warm twilight of the evening.  Dana began to fear that this was more than what Shane had bargained for, but she was Shane?  Shane loved *****, but Dana; well she wasn’t exactly the most seductive woman on the face of the planet.

“Yeah, I’m better than I’ve ever been Dane…  Even if I can’t see it, I can feel it…  In here…  ” Shane began, putting her hand to her heart and the she yelped, the ice cream falling onto her exposed stomach.  Cool and sticky, surprising her.

“Oh!”  Dana said, moving off Shane, and Shane moved to wipe it up with her hand, but Dana caught her hand.  “I got it.”  Dana said and Shane figured she was going to find a napkin or towel, instead Shane felt Dana‘s warm tongue on her skin.  Another gasp from Shane.  Her mind bulked for a moment, then remembered, yes it was Dana her friend, but this was also Dana her potential lover.  Her lover because she was her friend, because she’d loved Dana with a sliver of her soul since the moment she’d met her, and that sliver had grown to a piece, to a chuck and now her soul brimmed with the sheer wanting of her.

“I’m sorry…  *****…”  Dana said pulling away and Shane caught her, pulling her back to her.  Her fingertips touching Dana‘s face, feeling the frown there.  She sighed, not wanting this to be a bad thing, wanting it to be all good.

“No, why are you sorry?”  Shane asked, the sticky ice cream still oozing down her stomach and Dana shook her head.

“Cuz I’m a ***** up…  And…”  Shane kissed her, sealing her mouth with her full lips and Dana sighed into her mouth, their breath mingling Dana found the back of Shane‘s neck.  Pulling her that much closer, the kiss everything she’s thought it would be, and more.

“You are not a ***** up…  I gasped cuz if felt good Dane…”  Shane told her, their noses touching as Dana stared into her eyes, and she saw how honest Shane was being.  “I flew across an ocean to be here… with you…  However you want me…”  Shane admitted blushing as Dana felt hot tears in her eyes; Dana kissed her, harder than she’d ever kissed anyone before in her life.  The geek gone, the goof ball had taken a hike and the nerd was on vacation.  Shane sat up against her, pressing her whole body into Dana‘s, feeling totally at home and at ease with her. 

Dana tugged her down, laying her down and the small balcony and it was almost too narrow, but she wasn’t going back inside, afraid she’d lose her nerve.  So, she was going to make do.  Dana took the carton of ice cream and put it onto the narrow edge of the railing, hovering over Shane.  Her athletic body just a breath away from Shane‘s slim one.

“I wish I could see you right now… even if just for a minute…”  Shane said the first time Dana‘d ever heard her say anything about seeing again.  Dana felt a tear rolling off her cheek and it hit Shane on her cheek.  Shane touched the spot, and then her fingers moved to Dana‘s face.  Caressing the smooth skin, wiping away the wetness.

“Why are you crying?  Dane?”  Shane sat up in concern; Dana just kissed her, letting their tongues dance with one another, Shane suckling gently on her lower lip as Dana pulled away slowly.

“I’m happy Shane, they aren’t tears of pain or sadness, I’m just happy…  I’m not used to that…”  Dana said, and Shane kissed her again, gently and sweetly as Dana tugged on Shane‘s shirt.  Shane let her take the shirt off, and she wadded up the shirt and put it under Shane‘s head.

“I have some cleaning up to do.”  Dana said with a teasing voice and Shane smiled, liking this confident Dana, and she felt Dana exploring her body, and Shane was in heaven.  Her strong athletic fingers teasing her nipples, then her mouth followed.  Shane moaned loudly, muttering Dana‘s name.  It was something she never did; say someone’s name while having ***** with them.

This wasn’t *****, this was much deeper than *****, this was more, and then Cherie, this was real.  This was something that could last, something solid that they’d built on, friendship lust passion this was love.