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Life Happens: London Can’t Get Rid of These Two
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Even Tina had gone along with the plan, and, from the sounds of it, seemed thrilled at the idea of moving to London herself, if only for a brief stint. From there, they would wing it. But for now, they had new places to explore together.
“Bed?” Bette asked sleepily. She drew herself up to face Helena again, reaching behind her to loosen her hair from it’s clips.
“Bedtime.” The agreement was sealed with a soft kiss. Bette never grew tired of the lilt to Helena’s voice, the almost song like quality of her way of speaking. She also never tired of the short walk to bed, the shifting of a mattress as they settled in, the part where they flirted with sleep, laying together in the dark, before one or both moved easily on top of the other, pressing her lips to soft warm skin. Tonite it would be Helena.
“too tired.” Bette complained jokingly. She lifted her arms as Helena took her shirt off. “Too cold.” She whispered, exaggerating a shiver.
“I’ll keep you warm.” Helena’s hands cupped the soft undersides of her girlfriend’s breasts, before she leaned down to kiss then lick erect nipples. She smiled against delicious skin as Bette’s hands tangled in her hair, kneading and pressing insistently. Downward it would have to be, and her lips and tongue trailed wetly as she moved.
Bette spread her thighs, jumping slightly when Helena’s tongue darted out to taste her, then to move in a long and slight stroke across her wetness. This was satisfying for long moments, until Helena began to suck gently, everywhere she could taste and find new sensations, and then Bette wanted more.
“Come back…” She said breathlessly. Helena crawled up again, leaning on one arm as she reached down between Bette’s legs. “I want to touch you…” Bette added, tasting herself on Helena’s lips and tongue which thrust and circled inside of her mouth. She muffled her cries within this kiss, as her hands splayed against Helena’s back, distracted from their quest. Helena lifted a thigh, just a little, so that she could press herself to Bette’s hipbone, rocking gently against her. This was enough, she knew, and between the sensations against her hand, as wetness gushed easily into her palm, ridges inside of her girlfriend growing soft and full, and the thrusting of Bette’s hips, Helena knew she was close to finishing.
Helena groaned as Bette’s fingers found their mark at last. She knew that she was too close, as it turned out, so she distracted Bette again with another searing kiss. Her palm pressed harder and she felt Bette shake silently beneath her. She let herself follow, her orgasm seemingly going on for full minutes.
“Wow, you needed that.” Bette snickered as Helena rested breathlessly in her arms. “So did I, but wow…” She tiled Helena’s chin up for a kiss, needing to look in her eyes for a minute. “I love you.” She said simply.
“I know, and for that I am thankful.” Helena met the serious mouth with a kiss. She knew that Bette needed to tell her why she was throwing her life asunder for her. Why she was here in London, rather than with Angelica; why they were all willing to divide their time, to come to this country. Loving each other meant connecting and maintaining that connection, to a whole community, and to a whole journey. “I love you to.”
London would never be the same…
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Hey Hel, this is a great chapter and loved it,,,,,can you imagine all of them in London? AWESOME!!!
Though ITA with Bette (and The Guardian’s Henry Porter) that Britain is slipping into totalitarianism, she should resist the urge to advertise the fact at Gatwick Airport. Sadly, as far as I know, EZ is still a producer. She wrote at least one of S4’s episodes and I detect her baleful influence in the S5 previews. Sorry I caused you such (perfectly understandable) alarm with the whispering Jenny scare, but you seem to have nipped the condition in the bud. And that, as Martha would say, is a good thing.
Aww I wish we could have this pairing on the show. Er no I don’t…cuz then it would just be effed up by IC instead of being nurtured by the wonderful HB.
I want to know if your table at the cafe’ has any pictures of psychos on it!! Just asking!!!!
i shall put spaces between my shout outs from now on. i hope everyone got what i was actually thanking them for. lol
Bette and Jun Ying’s airport banter was funny, to say the least…they seem so good together…it was cute…I can see Phyllis being very excited about the move, being that she’s a newbie and pretty excited about all things lesbian…pps
OK, alright, no orgies. I wouldn’t want you to do anything contrary to your principles. If 4 is the cut off, I say ditch Jody and get Debbie! Well, a whole new life in London and a lot less baby sitters. At least Peggy’s on the case to get things sorted out. But Bette really needs to cool it in airports these days. If she was antsy with the usual customs line, just think how long they could detain her with the politcal comments, all in the name of antiterrorism. What’s the point of springing Helena from jail just to get Bette back behind bars (and possibly getting it on with fellow inmates in a masturbatory, wall-facing way)?
oh, no, i don’t have a principled stand *against* orgies, i just find the concept of having one, boring. but i’m feeling like this might be turning into a challenge…i could have helena and bette attend an orgy in london somewhere. hmmm…
i’m sure they would not be content to watch only. bette perhaps, but helena never…
And would this be merely a voyeuristic event for them, or would they get into the swing of things?
Yes, your Helena is a randy vixen, isn’t she?
hehe, she sure is *grin*
i am really enjoying this post…it would be awesome in they were in London, just bloody lovely!!