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Helena shrugged and played it coy for exactly three seconds before her teeth chattered.
Bette chuckled and tugged her into the hotel lobby, enjoying the feel of the long arm around her waist.
The elevator ride was, unfortunately, packed with enough people to make kissing a non-issue. Crossing the threshold of Bette’s room presented them with a slight dilemma. They could order food or drink, could play it cool and talk about what had transpired in the limo earlier. Or, they could fall upon one another, giggling and undressing, wrestling with sopping wet clothing. They chose the latter.
“I need a drink,” Helena muttered, pulling away from Bette’s lips with a smile.
Bette watched her dart across the room towards the mini bar, still wearing the dress she’d revealed in the limo, only now the Chanel boots were sat discarded at the foot of the bed.
“What do you want to drink?” Helena asked, crouched down from view.
“You know those things are totally overpriced?” Bette started to say, before Helena stood up from behind the counter and gave her a look that told her the price wasn’t really the issue here. Bette blushed a little a stared back at her, “What? They are.”
Helena ran through the selection of drinks, vodka? … No, vodka was disgusting. Gin then? No … gin was for putting the world to rights but not to loosen either one of them up. Whiskey then, Bette liked whiskey, but they always drank it and so Helena found herself putting those back, reaching for a couple of beers instead.
She handed Bette one. “Here …”
Bette took it and shuffled aside, making room for Helena on the bed beside her.
They sat in silence for s few minutes like teenagers, like friends who’d awkwardly crossed the boundaries of never having seen one another naked, to suddenly find themselves in a hotel room with an infinite amount of time at their disposal and a snowstorm outside that made going out that night seem unlikely.
Helena shivered, her body suddenly remembering that her clothes were damp.
“You’re cold,” Bette stated, setting down her beer. She got up and went to the bathroom, coming back with one of two hotel robes and offering it to Helena. She picked up the beer again and simultaneously kissed Helena’s cheek, leaving her the privacy of the bedroom in which to get undressed. “I’m going to run us a bath,”
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Holy shit!! That’s just about the hottest thing I have read on this site in a long…..time. Can you do it again??
Wow…just wow JKS. I wish it had been Tina she was with but it was still definitely hot!
Gee, JKS, judging from the comments this sounds sizzling. Pity I have to get up early and spend the ENTIRE day (and into the evening) at a review course. Read you tomorrow.
That was amazing. I love belena stories. Please continue.
Sorry I went to bed early and missed this one last night when it was posted! My response is (excuse my language): Holy f*cking shit! That was really really really really really good! Heheh…Lovedit!!! Don’t quite understand some comments above…referring to JKS…it’s making me think I’m in the twilight zone! Couch, could you twist hb’s arm some more? I’ll pay ya…I’ll pay ya good! hee hee :)
I loved it…been awhile…and this is great to come home to
FUCK!!!!! THAT WAS HOT!!!! I so hope the both of you do it again!!!! PLEASE!!!! Thanks
goodness gracious me. That was all a bit sultry for these northern climes, but heck, I’ll take whatever heat I can get. That was quite the treat, sofa + hb. You two must continue doing these… thanks
“Helena sat across from her in her underpants” Good for Helena and her underpants! When in Rome, eh? I know this is fiction, because after schlepping all that nasty, schmutzy slush into the back of the limo, somehow the floor is nice and clean. I think they’d both have to admit that the car ride and the hotel room were better than some exhibit. Ah yeah, big snowstorms in NYC, leaving days of snow mountains (in deepening shades of gray) and slush lakes at every intersection for days to come. Beautiful.
O damn *thud*That was *thud* worthy and more. Hotness much?
Well,well,well look what we have here. Girls I am scared of you.Not only did you take these two to another level. But you do know that you must do this again. You just can’t leave it like this. You have them doing things to each other,that needs to be express more. You know? Those things.
Well I think you might have started some fires with this one ladies… hehe… so yeah this is that thing you were talking about… ummmm… yeah like… WOW… yeah… its kinda like this and like that… oh by the by was the movie called “Naissance des pieuvres”… Wow… that was like freaking awesome… and well yeah… fires need to be put out before you start setting any more… hmmmmm… love ya both… and well we shall talk to you both real soon… Justin (did you finish writing this in the car… LOL)
Ah, my first fanfic read in a LONNNNNG time. Totally worth the wait. Loved it. And yes, I love the word “cunt” ;)
This is incredible!! My god, I think I actually ship Belena… Excellently written!
Love your B& H smutfests, love your smutfests!! You guys rock! They are so hot and so loving and so hot and so gorgeously beautiful, and did I say hot? Speaking of hot, do they not have heat in the limo or in the hotel room? Oh how I would like to be rich and just saunter up to my room at the Ritz with a beautiful woman. I could live with that! Here are my 2 cents, I don’t like the “c” word either and hb I am one of those who don’t have, anymore also. How are you doing sweetie? Sofa, you are English, what is a bin lorry? Necking in regard to tea and not kissing???A LOYAL fan…..
Yeah . what toby4ever said. However it is always a pleasure to read your collaboration. I bet there is a perfectly good reason why there is a p hause between writing and posting hehe;-)
Um….girls? Holy mother of NC17’s that was a smoker! You MUST collaborate more often. Now I must hit the shower!!! Thanks HeleSofa.
Wow, I have to say I always secretly thought while Tina was with Henry that Helena and Bette could make a good, loving sincere [with hot sex] couple. But i will also voice my fear, that something crazy like that [Tina cheating with Sam] is something that could happen in Season Six.. and that would be devastating. It was however, really hot, really believable for the two of their characters.. and i would like to see more!
What a nice way to wake up. At first in the limo I thought, “Oh my!”. Then in the hotel room hottedness(Is that a word?) I thought “OH MY”. Then the poetry quoting as she…well, you know…I thought “OH MY FUCKING GOD”….OH MY, OH MY, OH MY…I am inspired again….in more ways that one.. ;-)…Whew!!!
BTW….”Cunt” very interesting word. I had lenghty debated once with LOBO. It is such a strong word, evoking such strong emotions….Jury is still out for me. I like it as an option, kind of dirty, kind of crude, yet mentally I can’t use it yet. Does that make sense…..And another thing… Did I say “OH MY!”? That colaboration was fucking hawt….
Oh good Lord! That was too friggin hot!! Those two are just insanely sexy with all of that alpha-ness, that confidence, that British accent, those seriously sumptuous bodies… Damn! I need a cold shower! Trust, you won’t hear any complaints if you two get together and write more one-offs with these two beautiful, brilliant, brunettes. God, I love brunettes! Another one, please??????????
loved it, loved it, loved it, would luv more of it!!!!!!!!!
wow…that’s all I can say…oh and LOVED IT!!!!!
Brava!