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    Count The Ways

    Your smile:

    The smile that lights the darkest of canyons.

    The smile that could inspire a thousand poets.

    The smile I see reflected in the face of our child.

    Bette’s head was swimming with Tina’s words.

    Now, I know that on this flight you’ll order a drink, something to warm you. A juice? Beer, perhaps? No, I know that at some point on this journey, the glass that reaches your lips will be filled with an apple martini.

    Bette’s laugh came fast. She picked up the glass before her and sipped the liquid, silently toasting Tina’s knowledge.

     

    Here we are again.

    Your lips:

    The lips I crave to hear whisper my name again and again.

    The lips that release the sweetest of sounds.

    The lips that touched so briefly against my own not so long ago.

    Bette bit down on her lower lip then ran her tongue along the fresh impressions. Tina used to do it when trying to seduce her.

     

    How long is a flight to New York to LA? I know you’ll know. I know that you will have checked your watch several times already to estimate the remaining flight time. The watch that is wrapped around the softest of skins.

    Your skin:

    The skin that’s so clear it puts pure water to shame.

    The skin that’s the hue of delightful liquid caramel.

    The skin that used to brush against me, touching places deeper than the eye can see.

    Bette absentmindedly ran her fingers over the clock-face and then onto her wrist as she took in the words. Sighing, she continued.

     

    Is you hair annoying you, Bette? Did you do that thing where you slowly brush back from the roots, hoping it’ll stay out of your eyes? Did you get annoyed yet at how it refuses to stay?

    Your hair:

    The strands of pure heaven that fanned so often onto my own pillow in the middle of the night.

    The hair of silk that would whisper against my fingers every time I brushed my hands through it.

    The hair I wish I could bury my face is every morning, noon and night.

    As if on cue, her hair fell before her face. Bette pushed it back and smiled.

     

    I bet this email has made you sigh at least once, right? A long, deep sigh of nostalgia? Frustration?

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    Comments

    1. Okay Angel, you’d gotten me already with “How we do things here”, but with *THIS*, you went for the kill, girl! Loved it, absolutely loved it! Stand-alones?… Anytime, dear! You are a truly talented writer and you’ve got me on board for whatever fic journey you decide to take us on! Hey, is your name supposed to refer to our dear Dana watching over our B&T from above, or is it related to a real-life name? Sorry, if this is nosey, you really don’t have to answer. Thanks!

    2. It’s not that often that I’ll smile just about the whole way through a post. I really, really liked that, AD. Hope your exam results are what you want them to be, and let me wish you an early Happy Birthday. Thanks for the lovely post.

    3. i am completely and utterly amazed at this chappy……the most amazing i think i have ever read……i cant imagine the time you put into writing this…..and to finally find out that tina is there with her on the phone….just amazing…..i love you for this chapter……it is definately one of a kind….thanx…..

    4. That was the most beautiful posting, and one that deserves MORE. That took a lot of thought and romantic musings. I certainly hope there is more to this, but if not, I completely understand. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL, expressed their love and the devotion they both feel towards the other. I will print this and keep it framed. It deserves it. “The husky tones tht could make a nun sweat with desire.” Now how old did you say you were? You are a sappy romantic like so many of us on this site. Happy Birthday dear. PPS

    5. Double WOW…this was sweet and romantic. I think this story will stick with me for awhile…just breathtaking. For a rough piece this is by far one of your best pieces. keep up the good work.PPS

    6. wow…. beautiful… if that is “rough” … what is “smooth” or “perfect” to you ? LOL !! I would not wish you too many sleepless nights… however… if you really can’t sleep… then… keep writing… I’ll keep reading ;-)

    7. Absolutely Brilliant! Did you say this was “rough”? Damn girl, I can only imagine “perfection” is if your book. LOL! It’s a great stand alone story but I think you could give us a few more chapters? **raising my eyebrows with a questioning look** PS.

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