"Fine," Bette said chucking the last dart without looking.

POP!

"You gotta be fucking kidding me!"

……………………

Bette set down her box of Chinese food down on the table then grabbed the other one. She looked into the box then glanced at Tina who was sitting beside her watching T.V and eating from another box with the little ($105) monkey on her lap.

"Do you have the Teriyaki?" Bette said.

"Yeah you want?" Tina said.

"Yeah."

"What’s that one?" Tina asked.

"Orange Chicken."

"Switch," Tina said. They switched boxes then sat back to eat.

They sat in silence watching a sitcom on the T.V and eating. Every once in a while they’d grab another box from the table or switch with each other, but other than the dinner was relatively quiet.

When they finished eating they both sat back on the couch, Bette draping her arm on the couch behind Tina’s shoulders and Tina curled up close to her petting the little monkey.

"Oh," Bette said, "you something in your teeth."

"Where?" Tina said picking her teeth with her fingernails.

"To the left…no too far…you passed it."
Bette sighed, "here, let me."

She picked the food out of Tina’s teeth then brought it to her mouth.

"Ahh just some orange chicken," Bette said.

"That was gross," Tina laughed.

Bette just smiled and shrugged.

Tina leaned back again and grabbed Bette’s arm that was behind her on the couch. She draped it over her shoulder then gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand.

Bette turned her head to Tina who kept her eyes downcast and caressed her hand gently. Softly she kissed Tina’s temple, making the blonde turn towards her. The moment their eyes met every aspect of the dumb fight was completely forgotten. Their lips met gently but passionately and everything else was instinctive.

Bette gently pushed Tina onto her back and climbed on top of her. Tina’s hands roamed over Bette’s back slowly lifting off her shirt. Bette responded by lifting off Tina’s shirt. They had to break the kiss and sit up briefly to throw the shirts aside.

"Mm," Tina moaned as their lips connected again and Bette’s hands moved around Tina’s back and unhooked her bra. Tina did the same with trembling hands. Early in their relationship Tina had a hard time taking off Bette’s bra because of the way she trembled when they were together, but now she could take off that garment with one hand and her eyes closed.

They flung the bras aside and fell back onto the couch their breasts pushing together.

"Sss T," Bette hissed as Tina gently scratched the aerolas of her nipples with her nails.

"I know you like that babe," Tina whispered.

"Yesss I do," Bette moaned her hands desperately unbuttoning Tina’s jeans. The struggle to pull off each other’s pants was almost comical with half their bodies hanging off the couch and their laughter filling the room.

All laughter was gone though when they were completely naked and facing each other on the couch. Tina’s back was pressed against the cushions but they were side to side, no one was on top and no one was dominating.

"Together?" Bette whispered kissing Tina’s jaw.

"Yes," Tina breathed.

Their hands moved together towards each others’ centers. "Ahh," came the collective moan.

They moved in sync like they always did, slowly pushing two fingers inside of each other. They started grinding together slowly, they’re sweaty bodies sliding together and their moans echoing off the walls.

"How about tomorrow," Bette breathed, "I’ll take you to a romantic dinner for two?"

Tina paused briefly, "enough of this romance stuff, you know how you can show me you love me?"

"How?"

Tina smirked and started moving her body again, "by fucking me."

Bette moaned in pleasure then said, "you got it."

THE END