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American Werewolves in London: Snogging Beneath the Moon
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She caressed strong thighs, then around to the backs of them, all the while kissing and exploring every inch with her mouth.
Bette spread her legs, digging her heels into the bed as Helena began make love to her.
Helena took a deep, shaking breath, delving into the places where Bette was impossibly warm and deep and wet. Helena tried in vain to enter her lover deeply with just her tongue, but she had to settle for less.
“I can’t be inside of you..” She said dissapointedly.
“You’re…doing…wonderfully…” Bette’s voice trembled. Her eyes closed, then opened, then closed again. She clenched the bedspread in her fists, fighting the urge to take control of the slowly moving woman between her thighs. Her toes curled when Helena began to suck gently on her clit—she was so turned on it hurt, aching deep within her. She needed Helena’s fingers. “Please…” But in the end, Helena needed to feel that connection to her lover, to be inside of her and against her at once. Bette wrapped her legs and arms around her torso, quietly proclaiming her adoration, her lips against Helena’s neck. When she came, Helena cried out seconds later.
Hours later, Helena slept soundly in Bette’s arms. Bette stayed awake though, going over the events of the past few days. There was still the problem of what Tina had done to her. Though the sunlight didn’t bother her, and although her hunger for blood wasn’t as intense as Tina’s, Bette knew that she would be in for trouble along the way—who knew what happened when one was cursed with superhuman strength in so many ways. Bette snorted at the absurdity of it all.
Helena shifted slightly, murmuring against Bette’s chest, before settling again. In the next room, Bette thought she could hear Jenny cry out in her sleep. The sun would be setting against in four hours. Bette’s last thought before sleep took her, was to wonder if any of Tina’s friends would be on their side in this strange mess. Afterall, vampires were loyal to their own. But what was Bette?
The foursome met again as the sky fell dark. Jenny kept checking herself over, to make certain that her change had been completed. Tina left for half an hour to get Helena and Jenny and herself something from the blood bank. She watched particularly closely as Helena tried it for the first time.
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That was so good…its like everybody’s a hybrid or something…it’s so sci-fi channel..lol…it’s late, so don’t mind me…pps
oh Hel I so loved this chapter, cause you got us all wondering who is what and if they will be accepted or not. Can’t wait for more.
hehe..arm chewing,the Bee Gees and how much longer, wicked chap
Damn right the ‘disco’ Bee Gees were annoying. Their earlier incarnations weren’t so bad, but by then they sounded like chimps on speed. (BTW, the earliest form of disco had a lot more to do with soul and funk than the pop crap we now know under that name.) So Bette’s hybrid (how green was my wolfie) and Jenny is just as universally reviled as ever. But she doesn’t seem to have any regrets now that she’s not crumbling. Nor many on Helena’s part, either. As yet, but Tina seems to, so what’s her deal? Glad you’re not bailing on this one, but you know I have the hunger for PT in my blood. Oww, owww, owwwwooooh!
Hmmmm….Blue Oyster Cult. Where have I heard that before?
Ok hb, let me get this straight, pardon the expression. Bette here is a werewolf and Helena a new vampire,and you don’t want to write PT cos of the bad things you have done to B and H THERE??? Yer breaking my heart hb…you be making my Belena undead killers and what have you!May I recommend diet pepsi instead as a fine beverage? I would like to know how funny knows what chimps on speed sound like..what kinda parties SHE been going to? I LIKE the Bee Gees, at least the pre disco stuff… I shall tolerate no maligning!! Going now to hide away from all you bloodthirsty undead prowling howling critters…
i’m writing PT tonite…but i’m feeling badly cuz bad bad things have happened in the chapter i’m writing…it’s turning into the saddest thing since xena died for the 100th and final time.
Hi there… I’m very glad that you decided to continue for some more, cause I really like it… :-)
I’m so glad the twisted tale will continue. Maybe we need an immortal from Highlander thrown in for good measure. ; )
Praise be, HB! (ha, that rhymes!) Glad to hear PT is back in the pipeline. Hope you get it out tonight as I really should devote tomorrow to studying for a seriously hairy test tomorrow night. But with the hunger in my blood unsatisfied for so long I may not be able to resist whenever it shows up. May it be soon. And you’re not scaring me with your somber pronouncments regarding Xena’s multideaths. YOU seem to have survived them all, just like the rest of us. So bring it on! And susannah, I’ve certainly seen the effects of speed on humans, and between old Tarzan movies and nature programs I certainly know what chimp shrieks sound like, so it only takes a little imagination to put the two together. It’s a thought that makes me want to run away. BTW, did you know the eldest Bee Gee was born in the same miniscule nation my father’s antecedents were shunned away from? Rumor has it they were horse theives. Just a fun fact for you.
funny I am fairly certain the oldest Bee Gee stole no horses!
ok, an immortal scotswoman shall be thrown in for madcapper. i looooove that ‘can’t die cept for a beheading’ sh**! hehe, poooor xena. and NO i did NOT survive that dissapointment! *kicks universal’s a** for ruining her favorite lesbo franchise…pt is stalled..soon though…lol
Hello HB, I am so happy that you are going to bring us more of this incredibly entertaining and wickedly diverse story. You are certainly throwing in everything including the kitchen sink and as I read this story (as well as your other amazing adventures) I can feel the insane amount of fun you must be having bringing everything together. Your creativity is so amazing and such an inspiration, you Rock my world :P. Sincerely, JC
funnyone, i believe i was singing it over and over one night when you reminded me of its wonderous wonder…other than that song, i don’t listen to the blue oysters. the bee gees were mildly amusing in their disconess, but i guess it was just an opportunity to get some gay vampire action going on. i may even have to write some m/m scene and FREAK everyone out!! PT is going very very slowly…it’s hard to write it when I’ve done such a meanie thing to the two mains…
I suspect Devon will be impressed by Hybrid Bette, but what’s he going to make of the no-longer-crumbling insatiable vampire and zombie wannabe?
Hey babe, I got caught up! hehe … I love that whatever the story, Jenny’s still a loose cannon, I am *also* glad that you decided to continue, but oh my, what have you done to PT if it’s as bad as Xena’s 100th death, *cries*