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Uncharted Territory
‘Then kiss me please.’ She didn’t really need my encouragement to lean in and give us a moment that we were both longing for, not caring about the sounds coming from our friends and family at the table behind us.
‘Mmm…Mrs. Kennard something tells me you are done with dancing.’ I whisper against her lips.
Her eyes search for Renee, and motions for her to come over. ‘Can you tell the driver to have the car ready?’
‘The motor is already running.’ Renee replies with a charming smile. ‘Before you go, I would like to take a picture with the three of us.’
I gesture to the photographer and while I lean my head against Bette’s shoulder I feel Renee’s arm around my waist. The flash of the camera captures Renee’s overjoyed look, Bette’s loving glare at me and my in love smile.
‘Everyone is having fun… They won’t even notice when you’re gone.’ Renee whispers wiggling her eyebrows. I hug her quickly while not letting go of Bette’s hand. As I hear her chuckle behind me I look into her dreamy eyes while she starts pushing me backwards. ‘You heard Renee baby no one is looking, let’s go.’ Step by step we disappear in the dark on our way to our wedding night and the rest of our lives together.
‘Take me out of here please.’ Her heavy words snap me out of my memory. I get up and lead her out, through a haze of familiar faces, past the space where the repast will take place, until the cold air hits our faces. We round the corner and out of sight for everyone, in the small park, we both finally allow ourselves, in the protective company of the other, to let our grief flow.
‘You forgot your gloves again.’ She tries to chuckle through her tears while hastily unbuttoning her long black winter coat.
‘I thought that would never happen with you around.’ I chuckle back, accepting the unspoken invitation and sliding my hands under her coat, around her waist. Letting her warmth wrap itself around me, my hands finding the silk of her blouse. And when I nuzzle my nose in her neck I close my eyes giving into the sensation of her unique scent playing a lullaby to my hurting heart, her curls tickling my face, her hands holding me up, I know without a doubt that I can’t let her go, at least not without trying.
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Zhenya says
Thanks for the chapter!
Honestly, i see this sex more about moment they in, not about their feeling to each other. So i still don’t know what they would do tomorrow.
Waiting for the next!
Bibi28 says
It’s always hard to say goodbye and i really understand why Tina asked Bette to stay and work out their relationship.
That Bette wanted to claim Tina had nothing to do with the act itself. This was a need for connection and to express her emotions and Tina understood that. Both have lost Renee and their relationship. This is a turning point and I hope this is the start to discussing their relationship, what went wrong and the way up to a new and strong relationship between them.