A/N So sports fans I bet you were wondering why this fluff is rated M... you are about to find out. Sorry you had to wait until chapter 4 #sorrynotsorry
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What was left of the evening was pleasant. Serena gave Bernie a tour of the apartment whilst the curry was warmed through and the rice was cooking. Bernie was tired and nearly missed it when Serena said, "And this is your room."
Oh, separate rooms; Bernie thought. What is that about? But she gave a smile, "Thank you."
They went back through to the main room and Bernie moved her suitcase and bag through to the guest room.
They sat and ate. Serena was drinking wine, Bernie had a lager with her curry. The very finest actually, given that the brewery was just down the road. It was nice but Bernie was so tired; and already had several whiskeys inside her; that she could only manage one. She did clear her plate though, she was hungry and she had missed Serena's cooking. The conversation mainly of Serena asking about people back home. One subject that remained taboo was Serena and Bernie and where they stood. Neither wanted to be the first to raise it because neither were quite sure what they had now.
At about 11pm Serena gave Bernie a nudge as the beer bottle she was holding was dangerously close to falling from her grip as she was drifting to sleep. Serena placed a kiss to Bernie's head, "Why don't you go to bed darling?"
Bernie, who was on auto pilot nearly missed this display of endearment, but it was not altogether lost. She nodded, put the bottle down and heaved herself from the chair. She gave a tired smile, "Goodnight."
The second she was changed and in bed sleep evaded her. She lay on the right side of the bed on her back, staring at the ceiling. Her left arm outstretched across the pillow on the left side, her right arm behind her head propping her up a little. She lay, waiting in vain, to see if Serena would change her mind and occupy the empty side of the bed.
Once Bernie had gone to bed Serena did the dishes and pottered about trying to organise her thoughts. Now that Bernie was here, how did she really feel? She didn't know. She had expected Bernie to want to kiss her, if not more, but Bernie had remained very chaste. Probably did not help that Serena had put her in the second bedroom. Serena kicked herself internally. Any thoughts Bernie had about rekindling what they had surely would have been dashed as soon as she was put in the guest room.
As Serena changed into her nightwear she said, "Stupid fucking idiot!" She threw herself of the bed and lay staring at the ceiling for what seemed like a lifetime.
Bernie lay there willing sleep to capture her. She knew exactly what the problem was, when she was in the chair Serena was there. Bernie felt content. Now she was lying in bed with an empty space where Serena should be and it bothered her more than a little bit that she was not there but her tired brain did not know what to do about it; so she resorted to counting sheep instead.
256, 257, 258, 259; she counted in her head as each second passed. Suddenly there was a small tap on the door and Serena stood there, "Bernie, are you awake?"
Bernie was wide awake and she knew that Serena knew she was awake, so she replied how she always used to when Serena would ask the obvious.
"No." She said as she turned onto her left side to face Serena and she used her right arm to pull back the covers.
Serena looked gorgeous, Bernie could not deny it. She was looking trim, her face looked happier too, her hair was shorter and she had allowed it to go grey. Bernie thought it suited her. She was wearing a short silk nighty and Bernie felt a twinge between her legs as she ached for the woman climbing into the bed. She pushed her feelings down inside her, she still was not sure what Serena wanted.
Serena got in and lay on her right side facing Bernie, "I'm sorry."
Bernie leaned forward and kissed Serena's forehead, "It's OK. You have nothing to be sorry for."
"You don't know what I'm apologising for darling." Serena said, trying to keep her emotions in check.
"It doesn't matter." Bernie reiterated her previous statement as she enunciated each word. "You. Have. Nothing. To. Be. Sorry. For."
Serena smiled as a tear ran down her face. Bernie brushed it away wither the pad of her thumb, "This is a confusing time for us both. Let's just take it as it is, one day at a time."
Serena smiled and nodded.
"Now I don't know about you but I am shattered, but I think I am going to be able to sleep now that you are here. What say you?"
Serena pressed her lips to Bernie's and then she turned over and pressed her back into Bernie's front as she pulled Bernie's right arm over to rest on her hip. Both fell into an almost immediate sleep. The most content sleep either had experienced for a while.
Bernie woke the next morning to find that she had not been dreaming, Serena was really lying nestled up to her. It seems they had moved very little since they fell asleep, the only move Bernie had made was that her hand had worked under Serena's night dress and was now resting on her stomach. Bernie had missed this contact, possibly more than the sex actually. She moved her hand slightly and felt Serena stir, her arse pushing back into Bernie as she let out a little moan. Bernie took this to mean that she was happy with their current situation, she tested the waters by moving her hand to underneath Serena's breast. She felt Serena let out a couple of deep breaths and again she pushed back into Bernie.
Bernie still wasn't sure whether to take this as the green light but her instinct took over as she kissed Serena's neck as her hand worked down to the edge of Serena's knickers. She felt the silkiness of the fabric as she ran her hand over the knickers pressing her finger to Serena's clit.
Serena let out a louder moan. Bernie leaned into her ear, "Is this what you want?" She ran her hand over the knickers again.
Serena turned her head to Bernie and caught her in a deep kiss, humming as she pushed her tongue into Bernie's mouth. As they kissed the air from each other Bernie slid her hand into Serena's knickers and her index finger found Serena's clit. She run her finger over it swiftly working Serena into an orgasm. The kiss broke as Bernie repositioned them so that Serena was on her back and she was on top, allowing her better access as she looked into Serena's eyes as she pushed two fingers inside and started to move slowly in and out. Serena was close as she moved her body in time with Bernie's ministrations. She put her hands into Bernie's hair and pulled her towards her, "I need you Bernie," she breathed out as she kissed Bernie. Bernie stepped up her efforts, she inserted another finger as she allowed her thumb to stroke Serena's clit. She herself was all but ready to come just by pleasuring Serena and grinding against her leg. She started to moan into Serena's mouth between kisses as she felt Serena get tight. Just then she felt Serena's hand slide down her shorts as she pushed to fingers inside of Bernie.
"Fuck." Bernie exclaimed as she almost instantly came at Serena's touch. She felt Serena come as soon as she had. She slowly removed herself from Serena and lay back on the bed; rather embarrassed that she had not been able to last very long. "I'm sorry." Bernie said looking up at the ceiling.
Serena knew Bernie was upset, she could tell. But she did not want her to clam up. She knew it was probably because she came so quickly. They knew each other's bodies well and they both knew that Serena was able to take more; Serena was quite insatiable. Bernie got much of her pleasure from giving so it stood to reason that she was as worked up, if not more when taking the lead. The fact that it had been so long since they had made love made the whole thing more heightened; a bit like their first time really.
Serena straddled Bernie and leaned over her so that Bernie had to look at her, but Bernie turned her head to the left so that she did not have to look at Serena. Serena put her hands either side of Bernie's face and bought it back to the centre, to look at her. "It's OK you know darling." Bernie shook her head slightly. "No, Bernie, it is. I very much enjoyed our reconnecting. That was beautiful." Bernie smiled slightly. "Anyway this was not on the bloody itinerary I sent to you but I am not quite finished with you yet Major." She said as her kisses worked their way down Bernie's body until she had disappeared under the covers.