Papi (kissing her jaw): And (nipping sensitive flesh.)

Kit (closing her eyes): Anything you want (clutching the counter as Papi stood up.)

Papi (grinning evilly): Anything I want (pushing Kit backwards towards the bedroom; her breath hitching as she was slammed into the wall; lips seizing hers; Kit’s hands caressing and enticing her body.)  

Kit (grabbing her ass): Anything I want (kissing her again; their tongues mingling together; her thumb pressing against Papi’s clit; smiling at her moans and pleas.)

Papi (rocking her hips): Yes, Gods anything (her head slamming into the wall as two fingers slid inside her; sharp teeth and soft lips teasing her breasts.)

Kit (softly): Mine (kissing her again.)

Papi could only nod her head in agreement as she became lost in the dance of desire she had never felt with anyone before.

Helena’s House
Helena (clutching the sheets so hard her knuckles were white; her breathing ragged; her body shaking): Fuck, Gods Dylan…

Dylan (thrusting harder; pulling out and pushing back in): You’re naughty, so dirty (kissing along her spine) you want this…

Helena (pleading): Yes anything just please…

Dylan (holding onto her and thrusting again and again): Anything…

Helena (nearly out of her mind from the pleasure of it all): Bloody hell yes fuck me…

Dylan (pulling Helena up; her breasts pressed into her back; her hands squeezing her tits): This is me loving you Helena (grunting as she held onto her love.)

Helena (throwing her head back; screaming; her mind completely blank, her body enveloped in Dylan’s arms): Gods(exploding in a sensation of color and lights aware only of the warmth and love of the woman who truly was her soul mate.)

Tina and Bette’s House
Bette and Tina were wrapped in a quilt sitting in the chair and looking out the sliding glass doors. Tina had her head against Bette’s shoulder and was rubbing the strong arms wrapped around her. Their bodies cooling from their love making, both sure that come tomorrow walking would be a little tough.  
Tina (leaning up; kissing Bette’s lips, knowing they were as bruised as hers): It’s almost a year since we kissed that night in She-Bar, do you remember?

Bette (nodding; pressing her lips to Tina’s neck): I never dreamed (pausing) well I did, I just couldn’t hold out hope that this would be possible.