With the pots and dishes from dinner scrubbed clean and sitting on the plate rack and counter to dry, Shane groaned as she crawled over the back of the couch and flopped down onto it, one hand going to her stomach. She couldn't remember eating that much in a long time, but Tara's food was always fantastic. If there was one piece of evidence that ( Read more... )

"Hey," Tara murmurs, leaning over the back of the couch with spoon in hand, her left hand cupped protectively under it to catch any drips. "Can you taste this for me? Let me know what you think ( Read more... )

( The unconventional massage continues... )

The 'official' study, upstairs, doesn't see a great deal of use. Tara prepares for her classes in her old bedroom, where her desk is set up. Shane usually studies in their room, or downstairs in the lounge room. Right now, though, Tara needs more space than her desk provides, cramped as it is with class materials. Piles of notes, spread out and ( Read more... )

( More of that strange dream. And still NSFW. )

( The dream continues... now NSFW )

[ooc: This is kinda an AU piece. Shane has very graciously indulged me in the writing of it, because watching this season's L Word has just been tearing Tarainmyhead apart, and she wanted to try to fix it. Hence this - S3canon!Shane/FT!Tara. And yes, I feel better now. Thank you!]

( Tara dreams... )

Tara closes her eyes, rocking slightly into that touch, reaching out a hand to rest on Shane's head, fingers curling slightly and toying with her hair. She sits back on the edge of the bed, hooking one foot around Shane's waist and gently drawing her closer, leaning forward for a kiss.

( Four parts. We win. )

Pressing another soft kiss to Shane's temple, Tara lets her eyes fall closed, just listening to her wife's breathing as it calms and slows and returns to its own, natural rhythm, feeling the rise and fall of her chest beneath their joined hands. Their bed feels consecrated, a sacred space formed by their love, and once again it occurs to her that ( Read more... )

"We should get off the floor," Shane whispers, though the movement of her hand never ceases, just in case Tara decides that she'd rather stay on the floor. She'll always give Tara whatever she wants, but making love to her on the hard, uncomfortable floor when the bed is so close and so inviting seems almost criminal ( Read more... )