“I…just can. I know what this was and I’m afraid Angie and I will lose you.”

“Listen to me T. I’m not saying that you didn’t have a vision but we don’t know what it means. Maybe I was just going to work. I’m never…ever going to leave you and Angie willingly baby. Wild horses would have to drag me away.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of..”

“T, trust me.”

“I do.”

“Then, trust me when I tell you that you’re worrying for nothing. We’re in this together, remember? Nothing can take me from you. Come on, let’s try and get some rest ok?”

Tina sighed and looked into her eyes. She smiled thinking that Bette could sell someone the Brooklyn Bridge with those eyes.

“You can be very persuasive but can we rest after?”

“After what?”

“After this.” Tina kissed her slowly and deeply, cradling her head in her hands. Bette could feel her skin warming. As usual their desire was instant and explosive and as Tina straddled her body, she needed to feel close to her. Bette knew that she could not deny her what she craved, nor did she want to. The brunette wrapped her arms around her waist, looking up into her eyes. They kissed again slowly as Bette let Tina take the lead. She wanted to make her feel safe and in control.

Tina brought Bette’s face to her chest and allowed her to feast, dropping her head back sexily. She knew what drove the slayer insane with want. She tried to stifle her moans not wanting to break their rhythm to soundproof the room with a spell.  The doorway was cloaked in a one way veil. They could see out but Angie’s little eyes could not see in and at this point Tina was glad she had thought to do that before they went to bed.

Bette traveled to Tina’s chest and neck kissing every exposed inch. She looked down at the thin, spaghetti strap tank that still covered the blonde’s body. Tina noticed and knew what Bette wanted.

“Do you want me to take it off?”

Bette smiled as she nodded and attempted to remove it. Tina slapped her hand away playfully.

“Uh, uh. I’m in charge slayer, you just watch.” Bette sat back on her elbows glaring at her with her heavy, sexy eyes. Tina got up on her knees and took off the tank, painfully slow. She threw it to the side and pushed herself back, sitting in between Bette spread legs. She lay back in the same position mirroring the brunette and planted her legs on either side of Bette’s hips. Bette looked down at the feast set before her.