Tina awoke slowly, gradually coming to as she breathed in the scent of spent passion and shampoo.  She blinked several times, seeing at once the beautiful brunette asleep on her back, her arm flung over her eyes, hair wild on the pillow.  The blonde had slept on her stomach, her hand resting on the mocha forearm that led to the hand tucked against the brunette’s cheek.

She smiled, cherishing this moment to stare at the woman she loved, biting her lower lip softly as her gaze went to the brunette’s mouth, remembering what it was capable of. 

After years of faking it with men, she realized with a smirk that Bette could practically make her come just by kissing her.  And she knew without a doubt that those fingers and that mouth were capable of endless moments of bliss, making it so she would never have to fake anything again.

They’re legs were tangled together, and Tina couldn’t resist rubbing her leg against her girlfriend’s, feeling the smoothness ripple through her body, igniting her desire.  Her usually alert girlfriend was breathing deeply, her lips parted, chest rising and falling slowly.  She looked completely relaxed and while the blonde felt her arousal wet the inside of her leg, Tina knew Bette deserved her rest.

Nudging the brunette’s arm with her nose, Tina moved closer and snuggled into the warmth of Bette’s arms, smiling inwardly when she felt those toned arms wrap protectively around her.  The brunette moaned softly, inhaling the scent of the woman she loved.  She kept her eyes closed as her hold tightened, shifting her body so that she was touching as much of her love as possible. 

“You give the best surprises,” Bette murmured into the blonde hair.  Her fingers trailed down through it, continuing down the toned back, feeling it flex under her featherlike touch.

“I was nervous for a minute there,” Tina responded into the long neck, kissing it gently.  “You had this…look on your face I’ve never seen before.  I thought maybe I was being a little too attached by showing up like that.”

Bette took her finger and tilted the blonde’s face up so she could look into her eyes.  Her voice was soft, almost a whisper but filled with emotion.  “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, ever.  I want you to know that.  I need you to know that.  I am so, so in love with you, Tina, and I was so floored to see you sitting there I didn’t know what to do.  I’m new to this feeling, too,” as she spoke, Bette softly traced the outline of Tina’s face with her finger, loving the way the blonde responded to her touch.