…Bette broke the silence.

“Tina? I really, truly, have never felt like this before in my life. You are in everything that I do, everything that I say. Every thought, every smile finds its way back to you. I don’t know how I even breathed before you because you are my breath. It’s all so crazy, just so…crazy, how much we’ve fallen for each other and the way we‘ve fallen for each other. But now, now that you’re here…we’re here…it all makes such perfect sense.”

Tina listened, and every word that Bette spoke was exactly how she’d been feeling too.

“I know, I know…”, was all Tina could say.

It was all she really needed to say.

And as Bette lowered her mouth to kiss her, Tina lifted her head up off the bed to meet her. Their lips met again and they knew that the time had come to forget tomorrow and the people who were waiting there. For tonight, at least, there was no-one else but them.

The kiss started gently, the motion of Bette’s head being guided by Tina’s hands, which were lost in the mass of Bette’s thick dark curls. As their kiss deepened, so too did their desire, such desire. Bette started, almost imperceptibly, to rock her hips – pushing herself against Tina, then pulling herself away again, pushing against her, then away again. Tina felt the gentle motion…the friction…and matched Bette’s rhythm with such a wanting rhythm of her own. They moved in soft, easy harmony, like they’d made love hundreds of times before. With the ache they felt for each other increasing by the second, they both became more aware of something which hadn’t bothered them up ’til now – they were still clothed.

From feeling safe beneath Bette, a sweeping sense of vulnerability caught Tina by surprise as Bette eased herself off her and to the side of her body. She leaned over and bowed down her head to kiss Tina on her forehead, leaving the fingers of one hand still woven into Tina’s soft blonde hair. Her other hand moved to Tina’s mouth and she brushed a single finger against Tina’s bottom lip. Tina pursed her lips and kissed it before Bette dragged it slowly down her chin, tracing down her neck, on to her chest, going on ’til she reached the gentle swell of Tina’s breasts and the valley that separated them, at which point she met the unwanted barrier of Tina’s shirt. Bette slipped her fingers down and deftly unfastened the first button.

She dipped her head in to lick the sensitive spot just below Tina‘s ear.

“Baby? Can I go on?” Bette whispered, her breath causing Tina to shiver at the cool sensation as it rushed over the wet patch Bette had just left on her neck.

“Please.“ sighed Tina.

“Just…please.”