Tina’s hands cupped Bette’s ***** and she gently massaged them. Sh She moved her mouth to Bette’s neck, where she kissed, licked, and nibbled every inch. She moved down to Bette’s ***** and she sucked gently on her nipples, as her hand trailed down Bette’s stomach to her thigh. She slowly moved her fingers to the inside of her thigh and crept up to Bette’s awaiting center. Tina’s fingers traced along the insides of Bette’s silky walls.  

Bette moaned from the contact and wanted nothing more than to allow this to happen but her mind was telling her otherwise. “T, we should stop.”

Tina froze and looked intro Bette’s eyes and saw she was serious. “Why?”

“You said it yourself; this wasn’t supposed to be about *****.”

“I changed my mind. Are you saying you don’t want me?” Tina couldn’t remember a time when Bette would turn down the chance to have *****.

“No, it’s the opposite. I want you so bad right now but I think that the circumstances aren’t right. Today has been a rough day but I don’t think ***** is going to make everything all better.”

Tina knew Bette was right. Having ***** wasn’t going to erase their fight, and it definitely wouldn’t bring her father back. She put her head on Bette’s shoulder and began to cry.  Bette wrapped her arms around her to try to soothe her. The room was filling with steam and they hadn’t even started to wash up. Bette leaned over and grabbed the shampoo. She put some on her palm and began to lather it in Tina’s hair. Tina picked up her head and smiled.

“Let me take care of you,” Bette said softly in her ear.

Bette moved Tina under the water and rinsed the coconut shampoo out of her hair. She repeated the process with the conditioner before she washed every part of Tina with the body wash. Her hands roamed all over Tina’s body. It was very sensual for both of them, but to Tina it was more about knowing that Bette was there to support her. Once Bette was done, Tina got out and dried off before going to the bedroom to get dressed.

Bette stood in the shower and let the hot water pour down on her. She found it to be relaxing and she knew this would be the last she’d be able to relax over the next 72 hours. She got out and contemplated putting on her dirty clothes but decided against that. She walked into the bedroom with her towel wrapped around her and saw Tina finishing up packing.