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    Count The Ways

    Story written on August 19, 2007 by AngelDana.
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    Words: 2575
    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=66620
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    B&T

    Your chest:

    The hallowed place your heart is contained.

    The chest that grazed against mine as we spent countless, breathless nights upon one another.

    The chest you swore would always breathe for me.

    And how quickly I dip into the next one.

    Your breath:

    The air that fills your lungs.

    The warm wave upon my neck and ear.

    The breath that carried my name for so many years.

    Bette was nearing tears. She wiped fruitlessly against her eyes to withhold the inevitable.

     

    Despite the fact that you’re not typing anything, your hands are rested above the keyboard; perched and ready.

    Your hands:

    The hands that set off alarms in my body that renew with every touch.

    The tools that used to fit so perfectly in mine. And still should.

    The hands I so foolishly tried to leave empty.

    Now Bette couldn’t stop it; the tear fell down her cheek, defiant against her own restraints. Contradicting as it was, she was still smiling. Tina had that effect; to make you feel so many different things at the same time.

     

    Your brow has lowered with every sentence, I can see them dropping further, raising every now and then in surprise before thought returns, dragging them into sinking depths again.

    Your eyebrows:

    The brows I watched you meticulously shape.

    The eyebrows that you often use to cement a point, finishing a sarcastic comment or a flirtatious remark.

    The brows my fingers would trace as you slept unknowingly.

    As described, Bette’s eyebrows shot upward.

     

    Now, you’ve realised this email is longer than expected so at some point you’ll stop craning your neck forward. You’ll sit back and lower your shoulders against your chair.

    Your shoulders:

    The defined shoulders I gripped so tightly as you repeatedly brought me closer to ecstasy.

    The shoulders you hold back in the public eye when all you want is to fall apart.

    The shoulders I let you carry everything on.

    Bette began reading the words as instructions instead of predictions; she leant back and let her shoulders slump. It released some of the tension she’d been holding there.

     

    I bet your head’s swimming with questions, right?

    Your questions:

    The questions you ask when you already know the answers.

    The questions your eyes ask for you when you’re unsure of yourself.

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    2. 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!

    8. 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.

    11. 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…..

    18. 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

    21. 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

    23. 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 ;-)

    26. 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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