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    Bed of Lies – Chapter 7

    “First, we find the film and open it” she guided Tina to pick up a roll of film and the object that resembled a can opener, which, unsurprisingly, worked in a similar way to open the canister of film.

    “Now we need a reel” she was speaking softly into Tina’s ear as she felt them pick up the object that looked like a spool, they cut the film and, hands entwined, began loading it slowly onto the reel together. It took a few minutes to get the roll on, and their bodies, arms and fingers were pressed into each other the entire time. Finally they cut the film free and dropped it into the developing tank. Tina let out the breath she had been holding as Bette let go of her hands. Neither moved to change the position of their bodies, Tina’s back was still firmly pushed firmly against Bette’s chest. They were both breathing hard and glad that the other could not see her face.

    “3 more to go?” Tina broke the silence, not ready to end this moment.

    “Yeah” Bette murmured. She took the hands that Tina offered and they repeated the motions 3 more times for the remaining rolls of film. This time no words were spoken. Their bodies moved together, the heat rising from their flesh, their skin tingling with energy, their pulses pounding in their ears.

    I am all that I’ll ever be
    When you lay your hands over me


    Bette placed the fourth and last reel in the tank, closed the lid and brought her hands back to Tina’s hips, slipping under the hem of her shirt and running her thumbs along the flesh of the blonde’s stomach before wrapping her arms around her in an embrace. Tina sighed and leaned her head back, placing her hands on top of Bette’s, running her fingers up her arms, feeling Bette shiver at her touch.

    I am all that I’ll ever be
    When you lay your hands over me


    She turned into the hug, facing Bette, leaning back onto the bench and feeling Bette lean forward with her. She ran her finger tips softly up Bette’s arms once more, she moved to hook them behind her neck, but could not resist running her fingers through her hair. She sighed without realising it and felt Bette loosen her grip on her waist before completely letting go.

    I am all that I’ll ever be
    When you lay your hands over me


    Tina was surprised at how substantial the loss she felt was when Bette broke contact. She heard objects move behind her and smiled when she felt Bette’s hands return to her waist. She slipped her hands behind the brunette’s head, pulling her closer, she felt Bette’s hands roam lower on her body, grazing over her ass; then gripping tighter as she lifted the blonde up and placed her on the bench, stepping into the space between her legs, letting her hands now roam further upwards.

    I am all that I’ll ever be
    When you lay your hands over me

    Tina wrapped her legs around Bette’s waist, she couldn’t hear anything for the sound of blood rushing in her ears, she was sure Bette could hear her heart beating. She felt the brunette’s breath on her face, knew that those sensuous lips were mere inches away. She felt the pressure of Bette’s body pressing up against her centre and resisted the urge to move against her. She felt the softness of Bette’s neck under her fingers as she drew circles and spirals on her skin. Bette moved her lips closer to Tina’s. They were breathing each others breath, their heads already tilted, their lips moistened and waiting…

    Just like me, you’ve got needs
    And they’re only a whisper away
    And we softly surrender to these lives that we’ve tendered away


    Tina pulled away and then leaned her forehead onto Bette’s. A single tear rolled down her face.

    “I’m sorry” she whispered, knowing it was not nearly enough.

    Don’t wanna be the one who turns the whole thing over
    Don’t wanna be somewhere where I just don’t belong
    Where it’s not enough just be sorry (I’m so sorry)

    Comments

    1. Just love the story. It’s so good and wonderfully written….one can just feel the intensity between them and the anticipation is killing me. Thanks and pps.

    2. Well TP…that was some writing!!! I could feel every word of that. I wish you had another chapter ready to post tonight, I’m dying to know what happens when the lights go on!

    3. Hummmm, I wonder if Tina is finally expressing her sorrow over Melvin’s death to Bette, or is she saying sorry because she can’t kiss her right now????Good chapter. Good cliff hanger. pps

    4. come on someone got to do the first step!! i cant wait to see a little love or a list bette falling ard on tina, bette is cute when shes in love. and tina need to decide and soon

    5. tina has some explaining for her “sorry”… it seems she wants to hang with the gang more and more… wonder how long before starts to feel left out?? doubt he will notice? :)PPS

    6. I was not even aware of breathing while reading this last part until my lungs started screaming at me! That was gorgeous writing! Thank you!!

    7. Lordy, Lordy, sweet Lord. What a sight! “She knew Bette had a motorbike, had seen it parked in her driveway, had seen her carry her helmet… but she had never seen her on it. She was wearing her usual: tight jeans, boots, tight black tank top, worn leather jacket. And she was straddling a bike. ” I can just picture JB in this scene. What a way to make an entrance. It would be just perfect. Although, the darkroom scene wasn’t too shabby either. ;-) Tina’s got to be prepared to play w/the big girls now. PPS.

    8. I don’t think Tina is sorry in regards to Eric or Melvin, I think she’s sorry that at this moment as much as she’d like to, the kiss is not going to happen. Though if that was me, after all that in the dark room with Bette, I don’t know that I could stop. Damn that was good. Looking forward to the next update.

    9. Well, well, isn’t it a new kind of forplay here, pressing “bodies, arms and fingers” together in the pretty intimate and cut-off-from-the-outside-world dark room ! I simply love it (… and totally share Tina’s emotions and breath’s trouble ! *sighs*) The same way I adore the way that my beloved two develop both a film and a relationship, right ? (*wink & grin*) Sensitive and sweet, realistic, full of sparks and growing emotional – and physical – tension : that’s what I call an endearing story – a fovorite of mine from the very beginning. Thank you so much for sharing, TP, it’s a true pleasure to be your reader – your faithful and delighted reader. More, please ! (*puppy eyes added to my best smile !* ) ^_^ – A.

    10. I am really enjoying your story, it does seem a bit more based in reality than the show. I especially like how you are building and showing the connection between Bette and Tina whilst everyone else is oblivious. However, I believe you having taken the course..How To Get lurkers Out of The Shadows By Adding Mean and Spiteful Cliffies….and you must have gotten an A, ’cause it worked on me. Please up date soon.

    11. I think Tina’s sorry because she won’t be able to go farther than their first kiss – at least not until she clears things up with Eric. How could Tina resist kissing Bette? Those beautiful lips, the warmth of her breath, the darkness of the room…Ohhhhh – no one could resist all of that and be human! This is sooo darn good TBP. You’re killing me with these cliffhangers though… couldn’t they have kissed at least one time before Tina became remorseful??? More – Soon — PLEASE.

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