They both lay spent on the bed.  Awareness slowly returned as the music played and candlelight danced across the room.

            “God, I’ve missed you” Tina sighed. 

            “I’ve missed you too, T.” 

            “It’s strange that it’s only when I’m with you like this that the hollow feeling inside me disappears.”

            Bette turned to gaze at the beauty beside her.  She propped her head on one hand and regarded Tina silently.

            “What?” Tina prompted unable to read the thoughts that passed through the brunette’s mind.

            “It’s like that for you too?  The hollowness?”

            “Yeah.”

            “So how are we going to be able to move on with our lives?”

            “I think it means that we are going to have to move forward.”

            “Tina, we have done a lot of damage to each other.  The last time we tried this it only got worse.  I can’t lose you again.  I really think that we should just focus on being parents together.”

            Bette’s words hurt however Tina understood where they came from.  “Bette I hear you unfortunately I don’t think that ignoring the passion between us will work.  Now if you want to talk about us parenting and making love often I think that can work.”

            “Parents and bed buddies?” 

            “Bed buddies, often, don’t forget the often part.”

            “I don’t know Tina.” Bette frowned pretending to seriously consider Tina’s proposal.  “How often is often?”

            “Two or three times a day and all night Saturday and Sunday.”

            “Hum, that often?  What number are we up to right now?” 

            Bette leaned over and covered Tina’s nipple with her mouth gently biting the tip and flicking her tongue to harden the crown further.  Tina moaned and held the brunette’s head closer to her.  Bette reached out and captured the other nipple between her fingers massaging it to the same hardness as the one she sucked with her mouth.  Tina looked down as her lover stole her breath. 

            Bette slowly moved down Tina’s body, licked and touching her everywhere, fully reacquainting herself with the body that she knew so well. Sliding her hand into the curls that framed Tina’s center she cupped her lover’s mound.  She held her for a moment possessively.  The thought of Henry and Helena touching her woman passed unpleasantly through her mind.  She began to stroke her.  Moving from her clit to her center but not entering her.  She stroked at the opening and felt the contracted opening that would allow her full access. 

            “Oh yeah, baby.”  Tina encouraged her.  “I need you inside me.”

            Bette continued her teasing stroking her slowly watching as Tina opened herself fully arching back and raising herself to the stroking fingers.  Bette increased the pressure on Tina’s clit and reveled in how soaking wet Tina became.  Tina felt the orgasm building as Bette stroked her clit over and over.  She wanted those fingers that threatened to slip inside her only to draw circles around her core.  Bette’s thumb presses down on her clit as her fingers teased and threatened entry over and over again.  “Fuck.” She cried as she came hard. 

“What did you just do to me?  I just came and I’m still aching for you.”  She brushed the hair from her eyes to lock gazes with the brunette that continued to study her and cup her sex.  

            Bette kissed her thoroughly and by the time she pulled away they were both panting with the need for the other.  This time Bette immediately grasped Tina’s hips and became to devour her with her mouth.  She slid her tongue into her driving Tina wild.  Tina was unable to speak she could only whimper and meet the thrusting tongue that held her captive.  Just as she was about to come again Bette pressed down on her clit with her thumb sending her over the edge.  Darling I’m flying… flying… (No other love – Heart)

            “Water” Tina pleaded weakly.  “I don’t think there is an ounce of fluid left in my body.

            Bette smiled smugly and went to get Tina some water.  When Bette returned Tina drank the glass down quickly, earning an astonished look on Bette’s face. 

            “Perhaps I should have brought the pitcher.”

            Tina regarded the silent Porter thoughtfully.  A feeling of dread began to descend.  Bette was loving her as if for the last time.  The invisible wall was back.  God how she hated that wall.