Tina was sitting cross legged on Bette’s bed. The bed was made out of a foamy material that made it very comfortable and it had black satin sheets that felt good on Tina’s skin. She sat there with her silver dress hiked up to her thighs, willing herself not to think as Bette paced around the room.

Bette’s military jacket was gaping open, exposing her bra less chest and chiseled abs. Her pants were unbuckled and unbuttoned but still on. Tina bit her lip and closed her eyes not wanting to have naughty thoughts.

‘I can’t do this, no matter how much I want her,‘ Bette scolded herself, ‘I know everyone thinks you’re this hardcore steel wall who hates humans, but I’m a big fucking softie! It’s not fair for me to satisfy my urges when she was forced into this as much as I was.’

Tina smiled and focused on concealing her thoughts, but couldn’t help herself, ‘she’s not only sweet but beautiful.’

Bette looked at her and blushed, ‘right you can hear me. Shit!‘

‘It’s alright, I promise I won’t tell,’ Tina responded with a small smile.

Bette sighed and dropped her head in hands, ‘please don’t smile like that, don’t you know how much I want you!‘

Tina blushed and averted her gaze, ‘then take me…man it’s much easier to say things in your mind that out loud.’

Bette chuckled and Tina blushed. She hadn’t heard Bette’s laugh yet and it was such a beautiful sound.

‘You have a beautiful laugh,‘ Tina thought, ‘and smile.’

Bette’s smile disappeared as she locked eyes with Tina’s hazel orbs. Her breathing picked up and her eyes darkened.

‘Oh fuck it,‘ Bette thought lunging forward on the bed and crashing her lips against Tina’s. Tina moaned softly into the kiss and Bette growled, slipping her tongue into Tina’s mouth aggressively.

Tina almost cried out at the sensation that Bette’s tongue caused through her entire body. ‘What the hell is on that thing!’ Tina said inwardly.

Bette broke the kiss to laugh loudly and say aloud, "our tongues have nervefinders which specifically finds nerves that cause pleasure and attacks them."

"Holy shit," Tina responded aloud.

"Our finger tentacles have it too," Bette said, "and well…"

Tina looked up at her blushing face and asked, "what?"