Fan Fiction
This story has been set to a rating of R. Age verification is required to proceed.
Broken Girls with Strange Frames (Ch. 18)
Login to add story to favorites
(29 votes, average: 3.52 out of 5)You need to be a registered member to rate this post.
Loading ...
Because like I said, there’s no manipulating Bette Porter.
And when her fingers were inside me and her lips, her teeth, were against my throat and my eyes had rolled back into my head and my muscles were locked, I cried out her name at the sheer, pleasurable honesty of it.
“It’s okay,” she breathed in my ear, “let it go,” and I came hard, once from her actions and once again from just the idea of it, this headboard against the wall, this rumpled display of sheets, and Bette’s name on my tongue. I clenched and unclenched around her fingers and drew her as deep as I could, as deep as she would go.
Over and over again.
And eventually, the mid-afternoon sun disappeared all together and she lay beside me, watching me try to breathe. I shot her a weak smile and tried to say something, but I couldn’t think of anything that wasn’t stupid.
Bette bit down on her lower lip and came down to lie on her stomach, the sheet pooling at her waist and the shadows collecting along the bare flesh of her back. My smile widened and she smiled back, so I slid closer, kissed her shoulder, kissed her cheek.
Abruptly, she rolled over. “I have to go.”
***
“I have to go.”
“You have to go?” I sat up in bed and watched Bette pull her clothes on.
She threw a smile at me over her shoulder. “I have a meeting at seven-thirty and I need to sleep.”
“I’ll let you sleep.”
She sighed, putting her shoes on. “It’s just really important.”
“Okay. Will I see you tomorrow, though?”
She gave me a strange look, coming around the side of the bed to kiss me on the forehead. “Of course you will.”
I tried to get a look at her expression. “I will?”
“Why wouldn’t you?”
I shook my head; it was just the memory of the first time, I think, when she’d left and I hadn’t seen her for days. I chuckled slightly. “I don’t know; I was just being neurotic, whatever, sorry.”
Bette smiled tenderly and sat down on the edge of the bed, straightening the sheet idly. “You do know what tomorrow is, right?”
I sighed, relieved. “I was afraid you didn’t.”
She tsked. “
I shrugged. “I don’t want to be corny or anything-I mean, I think it’s so lame that people think they need to celebrate-”
She pressed her lips against mine, firm and unyielding. “I will see you for our one-month anniversary,” she assured me once she’d pulled away.
I couldn’t help but grin. “Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow,” she agreed and kissed me once more before standing up. “I do have to go, though. See you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow,” I agreed and a shaft of light darted into the bedroom as she opened the door and left. Then it was dark and I laid back, breathing out in relief and exhaustion.
One-month anniversaries, I’ve always thought, were lame and pointless.
But with Bette, it seemed like everything.
Comments
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
damm she got the brush off big time, poor alice
Little miss lucky, abashed, “Portered”. Alice. Imagine as I’m sure many of us have the dominance that is Bette. Good lord, that vision is as viscerally hot as hot can be and this aspect of Bette has been written so well here.. biding my time until the next…
I hope Alice has some situation in her life where she has some power, because Bette holds all the cards in this relationship, except maybe in her need for consolation about Kit.
I wonder how Tina got Bette to commit? I’d love to hear your take on that. But not now – I’m enjoying this rare, rare fic about Bettte and Alice. Wonderful!
Oh, Rachel. I would read this over my X-men comic any day.
Let us sink into this wonderful image of a completely, utterly, and powerfully dominant Bette in all her hotness.
And then let’s look at the pretty way you wrote it. So perfect. Revise faster and post the next one.
Isn’t Alice a little bit in love after all?
Awww…Bette’s gettin’ some booty, but I think Alice is signing some ME, “I wanna be in love.”
Jusy playing catch up with your last few chapters i cant tell you how much im enjoying them and so funny too i really love the way you tell this through Alice and you have Bette (pre Tina) down so well keep it comin Thanks
Bette does seem to be quite attentive sexually. But is it out of true caring or fear of failure and the need to be in control?
The little bit of neediness that is creeping in from Alice is what’s going to be the demise of their relationship. It will be interesting to see what shifts to change Bette into the person that Tina can wrap around her little finger.
This is so well written. I really feel for Alice. She’s in so deep and trying so hard not to be. Your Bette is just amazing, she makes perfect sense, exactly how one would imagine her to be, pre-Tina. It would be fun watching her fall for Tina.
Great erotic writing too and way to make a sex scene say something more. I thought this was excellent
“It’s okay,” she breathed in my ear, “let it go,” and I came hard, once from her actions and once again from just the idea of it, this headboard against the wall, this rumpled display of sheets, and Bette’s name on my tongue. I clenched and unclenched around her fingers and drew her as deep as I could, as deep as she would go.
Once again techgal has taken all of my thoughts *rasies eyebrow*
I’d like to see Alice with some power one day, but with the way the show is going I highly doubt we will see it any time soon. I do wonder what about Tina made Bette settle down and lose the power at times… perhaps we shall see?
for real cr00 said it all she like couldnt get out of bed fast enuff..whats up with that!!
yeah halfofone the manner in which Rach wrote that was really hot……….*brrr shiver me timbers*
woooooah.. really well-written sex scene.