Tina placed her hands on Bette’s hips for a moment waiting for an answer.

”of course it is…” Bette smiled slightly ”you are my air Tina…”.

And that was enough for Tina, to make her brave and she pulled back from Bette to unbutton the casual shirt she was wearing under the watchful eyes of the brunette, their eyes never leaving each other like a silent promise, an agreement to take that step in their relationship.

It all seemed so strange, up until forty days ago Bette was dying and now she was at Tina’s house, while she was undressing in front of her.

When Tina’s shirt fell to the floor her bare breasts were the only thing Bette admired, speechless, they were the most perfect breasts she had ever seen and yet Bette had seen so many women.

She stood there speechless, Tina’s chest red with desire, lust, but also with fear of what would happen even if she didn’t show it.

The blonde silently approached Bette again and dropped the coat from her shoulders throwing it on the sofa next to her and boldly hooked Bette’s sweatshirt from the edge next to her pants and lifted it over her head leaving her with the black bra that stood out on her dark skin.

Bette traced Tina’s collarbone with her hand, watching her carefully, watching her breasts go up and down.

She didn’t think she’d ever experience anything like this, ever again. And yet here she was with Tina almost naked.

With a clever move Bette unhooked her bra, leaving her breasts out as well, the central scar between the two firm breasts under Tina’s eyes, now completely closed, healed and healthy.

”Bette…” Tina breathed with difficulty at that sight, stretching out her delicate fingers to trace it, observing Bette, any sign of displeasure that fortunately did not exist.

Bette let herself be caressed that painful spot that had given her life back.

As Tina’s hand caressed the skin around so warm Bette let a strong arm slide around Tina’s back, possessive, bold, Tina had already experienced this little thing in the hospital during their last kiss after having experienced the meeting between Karina and Bette.

Tina looked at her from below with adoration, their breasts now pressed together and Tina’s hand still there between them.