HMS Tattler hoooo! (The next promo is worrying me Tattler wise tbh)

They'd always slept with their heads facing the other way, for as long as they'd lived. Dot'd always known it to be in that rhythm, they laid down, they said their good nights, and they craned their necks. A little respite in sleep.

But she woke up that morning to a soft breath tickling her cheek, and she realized that sometime in the cold night, they'd both turned to face each other, mere inches from the other's lips. She watched her twin sleep, eyelids fluttering and her smile upturned with childish glee. She raised her hand and met Bette's fingers, black eyes flitting down to watch as she intertwined their hands together, awed when her sister tightened their hold in her sleep.

She leaned forward as far as their chests would allow, and a little whine fell out from between her lips. She was too far. As close as they were, she'd always be too far unless Bette allowed the space between them to vanish.

And as much as she didn't want to wake the girl up, she couldn't stop herself from calling her name out in the darkness.

"Bette? Bette, wake up. Please."

The blonde's eyes snapped open and her head snapped back, surprised at finding Dot so close, but she was suddenly being tugged closer by her sister's hand and their lips met and she sighed into the kiss, her own fingers coming up to tangle in chestnut strands of hair.

Bette moaned into their embrace, ending in a high pitched whine when Dot had to pull away to breathe, their foreheads meeting. The blonde leaned in again, pressing her lips to full ones quickly and repeatedly, the novelty of their kisses making her breathless and making their chest burn.

"I love you."

Her first words.

Dot's eyes teared up and she nodded avidly, whispering the phrase back, fingers tracing circles into the back of Bette's neck, thumb at the base of her throat.

The brunette's neck was already hurting but by God she didn't care.

Somewhere along there she traced her tongue over Bette's lower lip, begging for entrance and the blonde opened herself to her and one moaned and the other groaned and there was no way to tell who did what. Their teeth clashed and their tongues swiped over each other's and Dot's throat tightened and she cried out when Bette sucked tightly on it.

She ripped away, panting. "Where did you learn that?"

"Where did you?"

The stared each other down and Bette's sudden grin tore a laugh out of Dot's throat.

Bette blushed quickly once Dot's black eyes began to bore into her and she let her gaze slide away. "I guess I have a creative mind." She glanced furtively at her sister. "I've been wanting to have my first kiss for a while now." She paused. "I'm glad it was you."

Dot's heart dropped and her throat was suddenly dry, full of shame. Her voice shook. "I-I wish you'd been mine."

Bette looked up, surprised. "What do you mean?"

Dot shook her head, unable to answer, and she tasted salt when Bette leaned in to kiss her reassuringly, passing her fingers through her hair.

"It's okay, darling it's okay."

The brunette nodded as she pulled away, biting the inside of her cheek. "I'm sorry. For not listening to you."

"Then I apologize too." When Dot gazed back, questions in her eyes, Bette shrugged lightly. "Elsa. And not trusting you."

"Christ." The brunette leaned in and the blonde met her halfway, kissing her back forcefully. She pulled away again, eyes closed, much to Bette's dismay. "This is wrong, isn't it?"

"I don't think so."

"But is it?"

Bette didn't reply, instead turning to look up at the ceiling, her breathing soft despite their blood boiling. "We don't have anyone to look up to for this." She glanced sideways. "Since we're attached?" She added delicately. Dot looked down at their body, frowning lightly. "I can't answer you." She smiled. "This is almost bizarre, you asking me questions you don't have the answer to. I don't know if I like it."

"I don't." Dot replied bluntly. Bette squirmed besides her, but didn't say anything. "Sorry."

The blonde grinned. "I guess you just have to get used to pawing and not barking."

Dot rolled her eyes but a soft smile graced her lips.