The L Word = Defined: Ch.9 In spite of all the damage

Bette rolled over and kissed Tinas cheek. She smiled at how beautiful her wife is. In spite of everything that Bette had done with Candace, and the episode that had happened earlier with the pictures, she wasnt sure why Tina wanted her back. And she was sure she didnt deserve it. I dont deserve you at all, and now, she moved her hand to Tinas stomach, resting her palm flatly against her tummy. This. A baby. Something you want me to be a part of, when Im not even sure Im fit to be here at all. Bette thought, her mind wandering, then her eyes shifted down to Tinas hips.
Tina slowly shuffled a bit under Bettes touch the way she always had. There was something so familiar to her fingertips against her skin. She rolled over facing Bette. Opening her eyes a bit, Hi, Bette, she smiled and reached her hand out, playing with one of Bettes curls, twirling it between her fingers. Thanks for letting me sleep. It really helped – she let out a slow sigh, clear my head.
Bette reached her hand out and smoothed Tinas hair back, Youre welcome, sweetie. She leaned over and kissed Tinas forehead. Tina leaned in and touched Bettes hip right where her shirt had scrunched up a bit above her abdomen. Bettes eyes fluttered. Tinas touch had always had that effect on her. It had been so long since she had felt the warmth of Tinas embrace, even if she was barely touching her.
Tina watched Bettes reaction. She knew the look in Bettes eyes all too well. IT went beyond love and want. It was a need. Bette needed her. This passion that Tina had went so long without feeling. She leaned into Bette, letting her hand rub up and down her thigh. Bette let their bodies mold together gently.
Tina slid her hand up to the bottom of Bettes shirt, softly whispering against Bettes ear, Off. I want it off. Bette looked down into Tinas eyes.
Are you sure? Bette looked at Tina confused.
I want to feel you, Tina closed her eyes, sliding her hand up under Bettes shirt. Ive went for a month without feeling you. And I think, if were going to make this work, then I want to start out slow, but I want to start something. Tina licked her lips slowly, but if you dont mind, at my own pace.
Oh, god, yes, Bette closed her eyes, feeling Tina gently rake her fingertips over her abs. Of course, Tina. Whatever you want. From now on. And with that, Bette leaned up and threw her shirt off, letting it fall to the floor.