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Planet Terror: The One Where All the Sex Happens
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“Please, just come here.” Helena begged, turning in her full nakedness to pull Bette in. “The soap in here is awful,” Helena added. “But my mother left us some of this natural chamomile, something or other…its much nicer.” She soaped Bette’s back for her, washing blood and dirt and sweat from her. Helena turned while Bette did the same, and they spent an hour underneath the water, waiting for the hunger to take hold.
“How do you feel?” Helena asked. They stood an inch from one another, only their toes touched. Bette reached out and fanned her hands across Helena’s thighs. She tried to will away the marks she saw there. Instead, she reached behind and grasped Helena’s ass, lifting her closer. “You…” She responded. “I want you…I want our life, however strange it may look from now on…” She gave a muffled ‘oomph’ as Helena’s crushed her lips in a kiss.
No doubt, they were stronger than before. It helped, because the slippery floor nearly undid them more than once. In the end, a wooden bench helped. Bette laid a towel across it, urging Helena to ease herself down. Bette’s lips were warm and swollen, but wet only with water and her own desire.
Then her lips were wet with Helena’s desire.
“Oh fuck…babe…shouldn’t we go talk to everyone? Tell them we’re all right?” Helena moaned loudly as Bette’s lips and tongue went to work on her breasts, before lowering back again between her quivering thighs.
Bette shook her head, ravenous only for Helena.
Then, she remembered the steak.
“Dammit.” She swore softly. “do you suppose they have actual food for us yet?”
“It’s probably cold by now.” Helena said regretfully. She cupped Bette’s face in her hands and leaned down, kissing her softly and repeatedly. “Let’s go eat, and see how long we can stay ourselves this time, ok? The rest can wait…”
“What if it can’t?” Bette was panicked. “What if this is our last chance?”
“It’s not. I promise baby.” Helena kissed her for a long time, pulling their bodies up and pressing them together again. “Let’s go darling.”
They found hospital scrubs, of all things, and clean white tshirts in a spare closet. At the end of the hallway, they also found dinner.
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helebette you’re my new hero. I adore your stories and I dare say you inspire me to pick up the pen and pad once again. keep the stories coming and i’ll keep reading.
Wow what a wonderful surprise; I am gonna tell you my bd next year!
I’ve read enough vampire fiction to last a lifetime, so I’m glad you’re not going there. The transformed Bette and Helena seem to be having better sex than ever. Will there be a downside to their new powers?
You know your bad and I love it! Keep the updates coming you’re doing an excellent job.
Aw, hell. My girls are all Eaten and Changed and things. (And that’s Eaten in the bad way…) Although… it’s made for some interesting possibilities… insatiability for the one thing… (yeah the good kind), superhuman zombie kick-ass strength for the other? But I worry for the others, and for Caoimhe. Wait, do Jenny and Shane have the same strength…? Hb, hb, I have many questions, and not enough answers… I need that sequel, stat! I also need to end this comment, as it’s turned into a bad panto. Cheers for the story, bring on the next phase! Thanks
gawrsh, shucks, geez, we’re swearing a lot. i blame the four espressos i just downed
Fuck me! 3 in a row! And just when they were starting play at the US Open, damn it. Now I have to go back and start reading.
fucksakes! they’re starting at the US Open and I’m in on the internet at starbucks…dammit…*tries to figure out a way to get home again*…hey, sharapova is out, i’m not sure i care anymore:( maybe my favorite german player will make a comeback, get a bye into the 4th round, and win the whole thing with andre cheering in the stands…
So we’re swearing. Who gives a shit? Hey the women’s side is still WIDE OPEN (uh, kind of conjures an image, doesn’t it?), although it would be terrific to see Steffi again. I bet she could still do some damage. OK, helebette, I think you know I really enjoyed that and really look forward to their continued adventures. Hmmm….strange new powers to be explored. I can’t wait. So don’t dilly dally bringing it on. And don’t forget the other stories. Happy birthday, sofa.
Wow 3 updates… kewl!!!i have to say i had to read the first update twice to understand where you were going and what happened… I was kinda thinking bout yr story over the weekend and thought you might let Bette get bitten, because you mentioned the black ppl on the 4th floor being immune to the virus and bette being half african-american that she might be immune aswell. And then i watched 28 weeks later and was thinking how you might get Helena infected aswell. But you did it differently and i think its better, well done!
Yay!!! 3 in a row after a long and relaxing weekend. How lucky am I. So Helena and Bette have like super-zombie-vampire-ish abilities which include insatiability…NICE *in my Janice Dickinson voice* PPS
Hi hi hi! I haven’t read all the chapters in this one, just the last couple,and the line about Courtney and Stevie seeing each other’s reflection in a snow covered hill was brilliant. I saw Stevie in concert about 20 years ago and she was high as a kite. Courtney HAS o.d’d..don’t you remember when she said she tried to “make it fun” for her 10 year old daughter?? charming..really charming, a real mother of the year! Yay, a Steffi fan!! She has been retired a long time but she was awesome. As I said, i have to go back now and read the beginning of this, but it does sound quite a bit like the infected are like neuros…anyone been watching painkiller jane, perhap? go kristanna!!