Only time would tell, she thought as she left the comfort of her tattered chair and slipped underneath the bedcovers beside Tina.

Snuggling in close, she took a generous breath drawing in as much of the woman beside her as she could. It had been too long since she was this close to the blonde and she was highly doubtful an opportunity such as this would arise again, she had ever intension of savoring it.

Closing the remaining gap between them, she entwined their legs and draped her left arm over the blonde’s stomach. ‘So soft’ she thought as she ran her hand over the contours of Tina’s stomach and thighs feeling only a tinge of guilt for her indulgence.

“Please forgive me” she whispered before slipping into a restless and troubled sleep. 

–

A piercing pain extending from her shoulder blade to triceps pulled Tina into consciousness. When her initial response to knead the ach away proved fruitless she glanced up and horror swept through her mind. She was bound.

Horror quickly turned to confusion when she looked down and discovered a rather familiar headful of dark curls. Bette.

Not only were her arms tied up in what was fast becoming a very uncomfortable position but Bette was sprawled partially along her body adding to her discomfort.

Tina twisted and wrenched her arms down in an attempt to loosen the restraints. When the restraints came undone after only one measly tug she resisted the urge to laugh and rolled her eyes at her little miscreant inability to tie a decent knot, a miscreant whom she suspected was none other than her snoring ex-wife.

After massaging her irritated triceps, she grabbed the rope and took in her surrounds. The daylight filtering through the small stained window above the door illuminated the room just enough for her to make out the basic amenities provided. Although the room was seemingly clean, she couldn’t imagine the brunette willingly spending a night in a place like this, to Bette it’d be comparable to spending the night on the shady streets of LA. What would possess her to bring them here? The unvoiced question triggered a flood of unpleasant memories.