Bette smiled tenderly at Tina’s baldness. But somehow it wasn’t enough, and most likely nothing was gonna be enough given their history together.

“T… I love you too it’s just…” Bette was quickly interrupted by Tina jumping from her position towards her, putting her leg across from Bette’s straddling her.

Tina took Bette’s hand and placed the palm on her chest, covering it with her own hands, above her heart.

“Do you feel this?” She asked looking intently into the brunette’s eyes.

Bette was out of breath, she could feel Tina’s heart pounding so rapidly inside the blonde’s chest it was matching the pace of her own.

“This only happens when I’m with you… and no one else… so please let’s just… stop dancing around it… both of us… let’s take the chance… I wanna be happy… by making you happy”

Bette was at a loss of words and air as well. All her reasons had flown out the window of that hotel room; she couldn’t do much of anything actually.

Tina moved her hands from their resting position over Bette’s so she cupped the brunette’s face instead. She slowly approached that mouth she had dreamt about so many times before and claimed it as her own again, like she had the previous night.

Kissing Bette was intoxicating, overwhelming to say the least but this was not an ordinary kiss… this kiss was charged with an extra emotion, an extra need… the fear of loosing her again, the fear of tossing another opportunity. Tina didn’t know how she would recover, or even if she would be able to recover, if Bette suddenly decided not to move on from their past… not to give them one more chance.

The kiss prolonged and Bette’s hands quickly found Tina’s blonde hair and the back of her neck. Tina was clearly not holding anything back from Bette and the kiss was escalating as the intense feeling of her centre collapsed against Bette’s thighs was too much to handle. Tina wanted to explore lesbian sex, and she wanted Bette to guide her through as many times as it was necessary for her to be able to please the brunette she always longed for, and never stop doing so. She wanted to take Bette in her arms and ravish that amazing body she was never able to stop fantasizing about.