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    Moon Dance

    Her heart and her body were telling her something different. Just one look into those deep brown eyes and Tina knew she was lost. All she could concentrate on was how she wanted Bette to be near to her, how she was suggesting this dance before reality could set in, and now, how incredible it felt to be in Bette’s arms. They were surrounded by people but really it was only the two of them, in their own private universe. Bette’s audible hitch in her breathing was an indication that she wasn’t alone in feeling the power of this moment.

    “Tina.” whispered Bette, so close to her ear that Tina could feel her breath tickling her, arousing her.

    “Yes.” she replied, softly.

    “Tell me what you’re thinking right now.”

    “I don’t know if I should.”

    “Trust me.” urged Bette, pulling Tina, even closer, if that were possible.

    “I don’t know you.”

    “Then get to know me.” replied Bette, deliberately moving her hand to touch the skin of Tina’s back, this time.

    “I don’t want to throw my heart away.” said Tina, giving away much more than she intended.

    “You wouldn’t be.”

    “Then why does it feel like I already am.”

    “Do you trust me to catch it?” asked Bette, holding her breath, waiting for Tina’s reply.

    “I don’t know.”

    “Well, from my lips to your heart. You can.”

    “How do I know I’m not one of your playthings?”

    “You’re not.”

    “Prove it.” urged Tina, as she moved her hand to Bette’s face, cupping her cheek as the music changed again, to something far slower, far more in keeping with what was about to happen.

    “How?” asked Bette, revelling in Tina’s touch, wallowing in every word that came from her mouth.

    “By kissing me.”

    “Where?”

    “Here.” stated Tina, taking her hand from Bette’s face to indicate a place on her neck, just below her jaw line.

    Bette’s breath had slowed to a place where she was barely getting enough oxygen into her depleted lungs. She leaned forward and gently kissed the skin on Tina’s neck, tasting something so sweet, so enticing that she knew that she would never be able to get enough. She opened her mouth slightly, to let the tip of her tongue experience what her lips were drowning in. She could feel how rapidly Tina’s heart was beating, that’s how close they were.

    “A little harder.” coaxed Tina, as she ran one hand through Bette’s dark hair.

    Bette needed no more encouragement than that. She opened her mouth further, then slightly bit down with her teeth, soothing any brief moment of pain with her soft lips. She took satisfaction in the low groan of pleasure that rumbled from deep within Tina. She briefly wondered whether it would be wrong for them to stay like this forever, locked in this moment of time, where everything was perfect. When she looked up at Tina, her eyes were shut tight, entirely focused on everything that Bette was doing to her.

    “That’s going to leave a mark.” said Bette, shyly, when Tina opened her eyes to look at her.

    “I wanted you to leave your mark on me.” replied Tina, the intensity in her eyes burning a hole right to Bette’s soul.

    “Did I do it?”

    “Did you do what?” asked Tina, slightly confused.

    “Prove it.”

    “Bette, take me home.” replied Tina, the determination in her voice leaving no doubt as to how she wanted this evening to end.

    “Tina, find your home in my arms.” said Bette, never letting her eyes waver from Tina’s.

    “I have Bette, but now, right now, I want you in a way that means that we have to get out of here.”

    “Consider it done.” said Bette, as she took Tina’s hand and led her off the dance floor, all thoughts of anything completely banished, except making Tina her own.

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    Comments

    1. Hi girl….I hate it when people comment before any reading………..but I know that I’m grateful to you for writing…I will read and love anything you give….THANKYOU…..Does that mean you do other things I ask….(get your mind out of the gutter)…..

    2. Wow, Can you hear them?? All your loyal B/T fans are screaming their thanks…that was the best…you are great at writing this loving TOGETHER story..pls don’t ever stop, ever….thankyou I LOVE it….

    3. For a second I was concerned that Bette was one of the undead. I suppose there’s no good reason why a first kiss can’t leave a hickie (hickey? hicky?), especially when the mojo flows.

    4. i will never lose hope in having Bette and Tina together and thank you so much for bringing this chapter…if you consider to continue this story it would be great, if not – still thank you

    5. I am glad I kept on reading…I was like “why is Bette at a function sponsored by Tina & Helena” …but this is nice…I like this…they got together quicker than a session of speed dating…”Bette take me home” go Tina…it’s your birthday…it’s your birthday…it’s your birthday. Please post soon.

    6. I am so grateful that you wrote such a lovely story – another beginning for B &T. You’d already given us a great story and then you thank us by giving another – you are so generous. thanks for the romantic fun of this story.

    7. Woohoo, a post from City! I had resigned myself to not seeing your name attached to any postings for a while. What a great surprise to see you writing again. I know you said this is only a one of, but it was so great, will you please, please, please continue? Loved it! Thanks CG.

    8. Hey mate – you know we can’t ever write a one off B&T, it just doesn’t happen. And that stress thing…. hoped its eased now you got something to concentrate on, you see, if you write another chapter, it will eliminate even more…

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