Thin slices of banana fell from the knife as Tina hummed playfully. She smiled at the way they fell over the already-cut strawberries just below. With expertise, she continued to run the knife through a juicy piece of honeydew.

"Stop squirming," she insisted, shifting a bit on top of her wife.

"You’re too good with that knife," Bette smirked, trying her best to stay still. The knife was no where near her body, but the soft fruit falling onto her bare stomach made her jump each time.

As Tina began to arrange the strawberries in a pleasing pattern, she bit her bottom lip. "I like the way this looks on you … your skin …" she whispered, running her free hand up Bette’s side to a full breast and cupping it gently. "… You look delicious."

Bette laid still, watching Tina lay down the utensil and lean in to eat the pieces right off of her body. It was mesmerising, and the brunette was immediately enthralled. The tingles running through her were causing her little gasps and quivers, but Tina’s lips were soothing as well. Those were the lips that had kissed every inch of her body at one point or another, and they were a great comfort no matter the time or place. She laid her head back and sighed with pleasure as the familiar tongue dipped into her bellybutton and then playfully up her stomach to find another piece of fruit.

"You were right …" Tina moaned, closing her mouth over Bette’s side to trap a piece of banana before speaking again.

Bette moaned at the way Tina dragged her teeth teasingly over her skin. All of the sensations were becoming too much. She had waited while Tina prepared the food – naked – and now she was becoming impatient for some release. She needed it. And with Tina now shifted back, she lifted one knee up so her legs spread nicely. It felt both unusual and relaxing when the cool air brushed between her legs.

"I didn’t need that bowl afterall," Tina smirked, taking a piece of honeydew between her teeth and dragging it up over one of Bette’s nipples. The soft, juicy fruit left a trail everywhere it went.

"I -huh! I meant we could -uh! … share …" Bette gasped uncontrollably, trying to still herself as Tina playfully nipped at her sensitive skin.