They were both out of breath, neither moving from their spot on the bed. It was Bette who spoke first after a few minutes of silence, her heart still beating rapidly.

"Jesus"

Tina immediately turned her head to look at the brunette in surprise, a smile spreading across her face.

"Was it good?"

Bette turned her head a moment later, her eyebrows raised in disbelief.

"Seriously?"

Tina couldn’t help but laugh, "What? I’m just asking"

Smiling, Bette somehow found the strength to roll over on top of Tina. She kissed her deeply, languidly. "You were incredible"

"Wow, incredible" Tina teased as she grazed the back of her fingers slowly up and down Bette’s sides. "Never been called that before"

"Well get used to it" Bette teased back, dipping her head down for another sweet kiss. Before she could pull back, Tina’s hands tunneled into her hair and kept her in place. She smiled into the embrace and deepened it, softly moaning into her lover’s mouth.

Tina spread her legs a little wider and bent them at the knee, cradling Bette’s perfect body between her thighs. She felt a brush of the brunette’s slender fingers against her inner thigh and broke the kiss, pulling back to meet her lover’s sexy smile. With a smile of her own, Tina leaned her head up to meet Bette’s lips once more and welcomed the skilled fingers that slipped inside of her.

They made love again, slowly but no less passionate than before until they both collapsed from exhaustion.

*****

The soothing sound of Bette’s humming filled Tina’s ears hours later, rousing the blonde from a peaceful sleep. Her eyes fluttered open and she focused on the sound she now realized was coming from the baby monitor sitting on her nightstand, a smile spreading across her face.

She listened as Bette hummed to Angelica, her smile widening at the sound of her daughter’s incoherent babbling. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and gathered the shorts she had on earlier, slipping them on before grabbing an old t-shirt from her dresser drawer.

She quietly made her way to Angie’s room to see Bette slowly rocking in a chair in the corner of the room, her baby girl sleeping soundly on the brunette’s chest.