Title: Morning Delight

Author: A.M. Glass

EMail: glasswrks@yahoo.com

Copyright: January 20, 2004

Rating: R

Disclaimer: The characters from “The L Word,” belong respectively to Ilene Chaiken, Showtime Network Inc., Viacom Productions, Anonymous Content and Dufferin Gate Productions. No copyright infringement is intended or inferred. The story along with any/all original characters are the sole property of the author and cannot be used without expressed permission first.

Author’s Note: Here’s the first story I’ve written about the characters, let’s hope I didn’t do too bad.

Feedback: Up to you.

Summary: A continuation of the scene where Bette and Tina are on the front steps to their house.

Bette and Tina waited until Shane had left before turning to one another and laughing to themselves.

“She’s cute,” Tina ventured as she leaned into Bette’s shoulder as she thought about what Shane had said when she happened to pass by after another conquest.

“Yes she is,” Bette replied still holding onto Tina’s hand and bringing it up once more to place a kiss on it. “What do you say we head back in?”

Tina sighed to herself, ‘Well it was nice while it lasted.’ She had enjoyed the quiet time they shared this morning, it wasn’t something they had a chance to do lately. What with the Bette’s work with the gallery, trying to find a suitable donor, they didn’t have time for themselves it seemed. Tina had hoped that Bette wouldn’t rush off so soon. “Okay,” she said resignedly, as she pushed herself up from the steps and grabbed her coffee cup.

“Hey,” Bette called out.

“Yeah,” Tina replied as she stopped at the front door.

“What just happened here?” Bette asked she watched Tina walk away.

“Don’t you have to go to work?”

Bette shook her head, “I may not have said it often enough, or even acted like it, but, Tina,” Bette reached out and caressed her face, “You’re more important, you’re the most important person in my life...”

“You don’t have to say...”

“Yes I do,” Bette replied, gesturing to the door, “Come on...”

Tina looked into Bette’s eyes and saw a flicker of desire race through them. “Are... you...” she said smiling at the implication the look gave her.

Bette nodded while she closed the front door behind them, shutting out the rest of the world.

Tina shivered as Bette’s hand moved up and down her arms slowly.

“I love you,” Bette whispered as she leaned forward and kissed the side of Tina’s neck tasting her skin.

“God...” Tina moaned as they entered the bedroom.

Bette grinned as they quickly discarded their clothes and they fell back on the bed. Tina looked down. Bette reached up and brushed the strands of hair away from Tina’s face, she held back for a moment, long enough to look into Tina’s face.

“I want you...”

“You have me,” Tina answered, her eyes closing as she felt her breasts come into contact with Bette’s.

Bette brought Tina’s face to hers and kissed her – her tongue slipping through Tina’s lips.

Tina’s hands busied themselves as Bette continued her exploration of her mouth.

“Ahh...” Bette gasped as she felt Tina’s hand slip between their bodies, her legs opened giving Tina more room as she lost herself in the sensations coursing throughout her body.

Tina couldn’t get over how responsive Bette was, as evidence by the way her fingers were bathed in Bette’s essence. They were surrounded by her warmth as Tina kept a steady rhythm. Tina could feel that Bette was aroused enough to slip another finger inside.

Bette kept gasping for air as her body began to race towards orgasm. “Yes...” Bette cried out as her hips moved to keep up with Tina’s insistent fingers.

Tina could feel Bette begin to contract around her fingers, it was obvious to her that her love was moments away – she kissed her way down Bette’s chest. She took a nipple in her mouth and sucked, nibbled and flicked the nipple, continuingly keeping Bette guessing as to what she would feel next.

“Tina...” Bette gasped as her orgasm finally hit.

Tina quickly moved down and used her tongue and mouth to bring Bette to yet another orgasm.

“You... you’re trying to kill me,” Bette managed to say.

“No I’m not,” Tina laughed as she kissed her way back up Bette’s body.

“Yes, you are...” Bette replied

“You always say that,” Tina smiled as she rested her head on Bette’s shoulder.

“Because you’re always trying...”


“What a way to go!” they echoed.

“You know,” Bette said as she cupped Tina’s breast, loving the feel of it in her hand. “As soo as I catch my breath...”

“I can’t wait,” Tina replied.

“Neither can I.”

The End

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