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    All The White Horses: Part Three (3/5)


    They were standing in the middle of her bedroom now, Dana half clothed
    and writhing against Alice, lost in the endless wanting she felt.
    Wanting the kisses to be harder and deeper and more intense, wanting to
    taste all that the blonde was and still long for more, wanting those
    impossibly long fingers pressed inside of her further, wanting the
    sharp rubbing weight against her clit, wanting so damn much Dana
    wondered if maybe she would die from the wanting and not the cancer
    eating away at her and thinking perversely this would be a nicer way to
    go.


    “Alice,” Dana groaned her name more than said it, her fingers tangling
    hard into dark blonde hair as the writer sank to her knees again.
    Quickly removing the tennis player’s shoes and socks before her hands
    slid slowly upwards, over the cool material of her pants. Slowly
    tilting her head back, Alice looked up at Dana an expression filled
    with something that could only be described as a type of primal need.
    Something that couldn’t be fought against or explained away or pushed
    into the recesses of their hearts and minds. There was only one way to
    deal with this desire and Dana knew that absolutely as Alice yanked her
    remaining clothes down to pool at her feet with one hard tug of her
    hand and stared at her silent and demanding. Telling Dana with her
    unflinching gaze that if she really wanted this, wanted Alice, she
    would have to take that step herself. But at the same time there was a
    smile tugging at Alice’s lips, kind and soft and understanding, as her
    right hand rose up in offering to Dana. Waiting for the athlete to take
    it for her own. And with her heart in her throat and her body quivering
    almost beyond her control, Dana accepted. Taking Alice’s hand and
    stepping forward and out of her clothes now resting at her feet before
    pulling the blonde up and into her arms. “I love you,” said Dana, voice
    thick with lust and love and everything she had ever felt for Alice
    during their years together.


    And then it was Dana who was in control. Crushing Alice’s lips to hers
    and opening her wide and deep, sucking on her tongue long and slow, so
    fucking slowly that there was no way she could ever forget the taste of
    Alice in this moment. She wanted to remember this moment always, to
    have it frozen in her mind and forever etched in her memory. The moment
    that Alice was finally hers again, that they were back, that they were
    truly together, and that she knew at long last no matter what happened
    in the future she would be okay. Because Alice would be there with her
    and Alice would love her and Alice would want her. Swept up in this
    realization, Dana led them fast and eager to the bed, pushing Alice
    down onto it and making quick work of her clothing. Regretting that she
    didn’t have the patience to play with the blonde, to remove the clothes
    in a delightful but all the same playful torture of desire as she had
    done in the past. As much as that idea appealed to her, Dana didn’t
    have the willpower to wait. She wanted to feel Alice’s naked skin
    against her own even if it meant she would miss the chance to hear
    those seductive pleas for mercy.

    Comments

    1. Wow, I know you’re an amazing writer from prior fics but you are outdoing yourself on this one. It’s truly amazing and I loved reading it. The details are fantastic. I’m hoping for a happy ending for our girls….but I’m sure you will do the story justice. Thank you!

    2. wow…oh wow! you definitely outdid yourself on this fic. i loved how you focused so much on their unwavering love for each other despite all the changes. their relationship will only get stronger as long as they go along w/ the changes and not stubbornly hold on to the past. i don’t know a lot about cancer treatment, but shouldn’t dana have the mastectomy first and then chemotherapy? anyway, awesome story.

    3. Crumbs!!! That was absolutley awesome, I loved it, from begininng to end. I think your such a talented writer. Besides layla, that it blows my mind. I read it twice, it is a great, great story and I can’t wait for the cont. Please post when ye can and I’m glad ye have a life now ( ;Cheers!!! Peace.

    4. this was great and it took me all afternoon to read it I just hope that in this story dana will beat the cancer and they will have a happy ever after please post soon

    5. This was AMAZING! after watching what i personaly thought wasn’t a great danish season, i have decided that the show should use your story for season 3 as it is PERFECT xxx

    6. I am not fawning but I am speechless. Dayum, girl…you can write…but you already knew that. I can guess that you don’t care much about Bette and Tina. But in general, what do you think of the season so far? Dana dies in this upcoming episode. That sucks and IMO will unbalance the karma of the group. I don’t see you post very often on the MBs but would be interested in your posting your perspective.

    7. Heartbreaking – but so much love. Don’t we all long for such a connection. I haven’t seen Series 3, but from what has been said on the boards, I can only feel that this storyline has been dreadfully mishandled and has been treated with very little sensitivity or honesty – the only redeeming feature being the way in which ED and LeH have portrayed their roles. Your story is overwhelming in its emotional impact. I wish IC would read and learn. I think I may have said it before, but you are an amazing writer and I am humbled in your presence.

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