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Comfort Enough
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“I don’t know,” Tina said, not breaking eye contact. “At first I was teasing you, but nowI’m not sure.”
Bette gently rested her hand on the back of Tina’s neck, guiding their faces together until their eyes closed and their lips met.
“Do you know what you want?” Bette asked, her mouth barely an inch away from Tina’s, each shallow breath shared between them.
“I want you to make love to me.” Tina opened her eyes, a shy smile fluttering across her face.
Bette stood, reached for Tina’s hand, and wordlessly led her back to their bedroom. Tina hesitated as they crossed the threshold, looking over her shoulder for a moment.
“Should we put the food away?” she asked.
“Sshhhhhhh,” Bette said. And even in the darkness of the room, Tina could see her wife’s radiant smile.
“But I”
“Sshhhhhhh,” Bette said again, resting her hands on Tina’s shoulders, sliding them slowly down her arms, lacing their fingers together. “Don’t worry about anything.”
They had slept together for weeks since getting back together, but had not yet made love. It wasn’t exactly that they’d been avoiding intimacy, merely that each felt more than a little intimidated by the prospect of initiating this next step. Both had been with other women since the last time they were together, and this knowledge was an added burden between them. But as they stood before each other in their bedroom, sharing kisses so tender and so passionate, they felt as if they were the only two people in the whole world.
“I missed touching you more than I can ever explain,” Bette said, slowly unbuttoning Tina’s nightgown, brushing her fingertips lightly against Tina’s throat and chest.
Tina reached out to trace Bette’s features with her eyes closed, re-learning the feeling of her lover’s eyelashes, her cheek, her lips.
Bette eased the sheer fabric over Tina’s head and onto the floor, impatiently pulling off her own nightshirt and tossing it aside so they could hold each other, skin to skin.
“I love you. Only you. Always you,” Bette said, smoothing her cheek against Tina’s face, neck, and *****.
They moved together to the bed, lying down to face each other, their joined hands connecting them, body and soul. For a moment, that was enough. But they longed for each other, ached for each other, and their need for contact and connection made them hungry and impatient for more. Bette tenderly cradled Tina’s cheek with her hand, leaning forward to kiss her as her hand strayed across collarbone and shoulder, finding the soft fullness of Tina’s breast.
Tina’s low moan nearly brought Bette to tears. How long had it been since she drew that sound of pleasure from her wife’s throat? How long since she showed this woman how much she adored her? Bette, lowered her starving lips to Tina’s breast, losing herself in her desire to completely satisfy her lover.
Bette cupped Tina’s ***** in her hands, reveling in the changing shape and weight, amazed again at the miracle that was taking place in her wife’s body. She gently tended both sensitive nipples, kneading with her lips, caressing with her tongue, writing poems with feather-light fingertips.
“I love you,” Bette said, slowly, oh so slowly kissing, caressing, stroking her way down and across Tina’s belly and thighs. “And I love this baby you’re making inside your beautiful body.”
“Bette,” Tina breathed, raising her hips, arching her back, trying to ease the ache between her legs. “Please, Baby.”
And as Bette bent to kiss her wife once again, she slid her long, strong fingers into the exquisite liquid heat that waited for her, unable to keep her tears from falling as she heard Tina gasp.
Bette gently, expertly increased the delicious tension inside her lover’s body, building the need for release within Tina until it could no longer be contained.
When she tumbled over the edge, Tina called for Bette, reaching for her blindly, totally open and vulnerable, and Bette gathered her wife into her arms, holding her so close and so completely that she was unsure if she could even tell where their bodies met and where they separated. And when they finally rested together in blissful afterglow, Bette covered Tina with kisses and tears, not loosening her embrace until they both fell into deep, peaceful sleep.
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I marvel at the delicious way you brought B & T together….thank you
Awesome. beautiful full of love/so tender thanks
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Stepford Lesbian
Now this was funny!
“Let’s just say that Alice was highly invested in the two of us getting back together,” Bette smiled, leaning in to kiss Tina. Tina laughed. “Don’t I know it? You’d think there was a commission involved.”
When I think about it, this is Alice all the way. In everything that she does concerning B & T, she does it like there’s a great big pay off (for her) at the end of the rainbow.
If only that would happen in the show, we can only dream & keep reading your wonderful stories.
Fantastic, beautiful, heartfelt. No matter how many stories we read where B&T come together as one again are we ever disappointed. And it would be nice to see this on the show. They way you write it, you can just feel the love and caring and sensitivity of these two. Just awesome.
HA! Stepford Lesbian!! That is so dead on.
It’s a always tricky when you try to talk to a friend about a person they’re involved with that you don’t think is good for them. Sometimes they will listen and be thankful that you valued their friendship enough to speak up…and sometimes it backfires. With Dana, I doubt that she is the sort that will be hurt for long if Bette talks to her. Alice needs to take the advice that she gave to Bette.
That was sweet, the way you had B&T reconnect sexually. No big plans were made, not over the top overatures. Just simple desire and love. Beautiful.
god that was beautiful. passionate, heartfelt, loving. and stepford lesbian, ha. thank you again for your gift to us.
absolutely perfect!
lovely…absolutely lovely…
YOU…..ARE……AMAZING.
When you quoted that bette was “writing poems with feather-light fingertips” I about melted into the floor!!! You have a way with words like know one I’ve ever known. Your talent is unparallel. You capture B&T’s love with the such detail that the show tends to miss. THANK YOU A THOUSAND TIMES!!!!!
wow, just beautiful
Did you know I just about have this story memorized?
Warm, tender, loving. Just magnificent. This made me want to crawl right back into bed and cuddle.
You right with such class with an amazing lifelike pace. Your journey of Tina & Bette and I’m more than happy to come along for the stroll.
That was great, but now I go to work…as always, thanks for the great story.
the right moment..the right person..everything seems juz right!
I’m all warm inside. Thanks FFC
nice…very nice. Beautifully written.
beautiful
as many times as I love to envision T & B together – every time is so different – that was so incredible. I love the vulnerability and passion you portray in these two. thanks
A much anticipated moment made memorable by your lovely prose. Thank you.
The way you portray their reconnection is just so…full of love. Simply charming.
simply amazing..i cant get enough of your story..love it..
Your story reads like someone whispering…you should be very proud; it’s a beautifully written story.