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    The Ultrasounds of Lovers – Bette Porter Tina Kennard L Word

    “Would you mind? I’d like to see if I can feel a kick.” I watch her immensely pregnant belly rise and fall with her breath. I lay my head against her womb and shut my eyes to everything but her warmth and rhythms. Our hands touch on top of her belly. Our bodies rise and fall, her breath sweet and warm near me. I lean over to her face and smile down. I put my hand on her heart.

    “The two heart beats that are inside you – I felt the three of us together just now. Did you?” I ask her.

    “There was a bizarre kind of a baby kick. I wondered if you felt it, too.” She looks down at herself and back to me and smiles.

    “I felt more.” I love her so deeply in this moment. “I have to do this. Please don’t stop me.” I take her lips into mine and open my mouth wide in hopes she’ll kiss me back.

    There is no painting of hell’s torments and fields of burning hellfire with the fiercest flesh-ripping flying beasts above it that I wouldn’t have walked through gladly to get to this moment. Our lips roll together as she kisses me back. My tongue gets away from me but she sucks it in, and that begins a moment between us as our mouths open to each other. Something I’ve been deeply craving.

    The moment expands and sends my mind off into a sky blue field of her and here before next happens. Another breath slides between our kiss. “I apologize but I …”

    “Bette, you have that look on your face. What do you think you’re doing?” Tina asks while coming up on her elbows as I grab the dressing privacy screen from the alcove and topple into it a bit before I wrangle it between us and the physician’s door.

    “I felt the need to unbutton my blouse in the doctor’s office, that’s all.” I take her hand and slip it inside my shirt as I pop the pearl buttons one by one.

    “Oh, if you want to see breasts like you’ve never seen before, look here.” Tina opens her blousy maternity top. My eyes are quite transfixed now as I stop my hand on the last button of my white shirt.

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    Comments

    1. Bette is a complicated and interesting character. You really “get” her and her contradictory personality. I thoroughly enjoy the way you write her. She hates to be out of control yet to really love the “new” Tina and for Tina to want to be w/her on a permanent basis, she has to give control to Tina. You ably express the roller coaster ride Bette is on as she rediscovers the new and improved version of her Tina. Brava!

    2. I love this 2.0 version. Unstoppable desire is a hell of a thing to watch unfold. You have found a way to let Bette’s inner turmoil rise to the surface. My seatbelt is fastened as you take us on the ride for the push/pull dynamic between Bette and Tina.

    3. Finally I’m getting to your series!

      This was my favorite love scene between Bette and Tina in the series, and you have done a nice job bringing it back and having us see it from Bette’s POV. I’m looking forward to reading the rest of the series, even if it takes me a while.

      Thanks!

    4. I’m on a re-read! This scene was ‘the best’ in the Show, well before S5! Your writing of Bette is wonderful. I love her and you add to my love. Thank you.

    5. This is the first FF that I have read that is narrated and I was blown away by the breadth and depth of the conversations.

      “ My mind is nearly a wreck. I feel the hum between us and inhale the hazy smells of our sex lingering. I roll onto my back and look at the ceiling. I rub my face and leave her smell all over me.”

      That is an OMG piece of full blown, full on immersive reading and I now need to re-group and take myself in hand

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